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Otherwise, do you want him to exchange the Six Meridian Divine Sword Sutra with the Nine Swords of Dugu, or even the sword-drawing style created by him?

Dugu's Nine Swords are still somewhat possible, but the sword-drawing style is absolutely impossible. As for the Primordial Primordial Technique that he has cultivated, it is estimated that it is not as good as their Dali Duan's One Yang Finger, and it is even more impossible to master it. .

You must know that the abbot of Tianlong Temple was originally a great monk, and the cultivation of one yang finger is only the fourth rank, and he already has a martial arts cultivation base in the middle stage of the peerless. .

Master Ku Rong, the Ku Rong Zen art practiced is another magical art in Tianlong Temple. It is different from Yi Yang Finger and Six Meridians Excalibur Sutra, and it pays more attention to the comprehension of Zen.

Master Ku Rong has practiced for decades, and he has also reached the peak of the world, which is similar to Ku Rong's wisdom. The power of human beings barely overwhelmed Jiu Mozhi.

Thinking of the Ku Rong Zen practiced by Master Ku Rong, Bei Chen recited Ku Rong several times in his heart. Although he didn't understand Buddhism, he still knew what Ku Rong meant.

After reciting it several times, I finally got a move in my heart and thought of my own "Speaking out of the Law".

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After reciting it several times, I finally got a move in my heart and thought of my own "Speaking out of the Law".

Then Beichen said indifferently: "When I go to the door to ask for scriptures, of course I won't be empty-handed. I have a ruthless feeling, I hope Master Ku Rong will turn around and face to face with him."

Hearing Beichen's strange request, everyone on the field looked at each other, puzzled, especially the people in Tianlong Temple, who were all dissatisfied, but they knew that Master Ku Rong looked terrifying.

Facing the dissatisfied eyes of several great monks, Bei Chen said calmly, "There are clouds in the Buddhist family, skins on the body, and dream bubbles, all the masters have taken pictures."

As soon as Beichen said this, several great monks proclaimed the Buddha's name "Amitabha" in a low voice.

Master Ku Rong's futon was even more automatic without wind, spinning slowly, facing Master Ku Rong directly, Bei Chen couldn't help but be surprised.

As expected in the original book, Master Ku Rong, half of his face, like ordinary people, is rosy and shiny, while the other half of his face is like a skeleton, with deep flesh and flesh, worthy of the name of Ku Rong.

Although he knew that this was caused by Master Ku Rong's meditation practice, Bei Chen couldn't help but feel a strange color in his heart.

Reluctantly stabilizing his mind, Bei Chen recalled the original work in his mind, and tentatively said to Master Ku Rong: ".'If you read it correctly, the Ku Rong Zen practiced by Master has reached the point of being half withered and half with prosperity."

Although Beichen's words were tentative words, the tone was unmistakable.

Hearing Beichen's words, Master Ku Rong said with a look of surprise: "I didn't expect that my little friend and I would also have such a deep study of Buddhism. Just now, King Dalun Ming revealed the true meaning of the Zen exercises that Lao Na is practicing, and little friend is even more extraordinary. At a glance, I can see the realm of Lao Na."

When Master Ku Rong said this, he undoubtedly admitted that what Bei Chen said was true.

This greatly shocked everyone. Jiu Mozhi could see the details of Master Ku Rong, and what he said in the past, after all, he was a famous national teacher and holy monk in the plateau.

But Beichen looks like a young man, and even looks more accurate than Jiu Mozhi (the one who got money). Could it be that this young man's cultivation is higher than that of Jiu Mozhi?

Seeing the expressions of surprise on everyone's faces, and even Jiu Mozhi's face moved slightly, Bei Chen was proud of himself. Of course, he didn't understand Buddhism, but who told him to have a good teacher.

Grandmaster Ku Rong asked tentatively, "I don't know which master your little friend will teach you, but the old man is willing to listen."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were fixed on Beichen. This young man had an extraordinary temperament, a mysterious origin, and even more surprising words. They all wanted to find out the details of this young man.

Jiu Mozhi's eyes turned even more rapidly, and in his mind he went through all the eminent monks in the world one by one, but he did not find a single person capable of teaching this kind of apprentice.

Facing everyone's inquiries, Bei Chen shook his folding fan and said indifferently, "Master asked, what are you hiding from me?

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As soon as Beichen's words came out, everyone present silently recited the name of Jin Yong, but they had no clue.

Master Ku Rong said with a shy face: "I am ashamed and ignorant. I have never heard the name of Master Jin Yong. I don't know where this master is cultivating in temples?"

Beichen's face was strange, and his heart had already burst into laughter. If you can hear his name, it would be strange. This is your God of Creation.

Of course, Beichen said with a stern look on the surface: "The tutor is not a monk, let alone a monk, but he has studied the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism. He travels around on weekdays, and he is like a wild crane. He has not seen his tutor for many years."

Hearing Beichen's explanation, everyone was relieved. It turned out that his master was not a monk, so it's no wonder that everyone didn't know him.

Master Ku Rong said with emotion: "I didn't expect that there are such great sages in the mountains and fields, and I have studied so deeply with "One-One-Three" my Buddhist essence. , I'm really sorry!"

That Jiu Mozhi said with a look of anticipation: "I heard about the Central Plains, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and it really lives up to its reputation. In the future, the little monk will have a good tour."

Hearing these words, Bei Chen almost broke his stomach with laughter, and he didn't need to explain his life.

After a while, Master Ku Rong reacted and asked expectantly: "I don't know, what is the purpose of the little friend asking Lao Na to turn around?"

Beichen said confidently: "The boy also has a treasure, which he will dedicate to the master in exchange for the opportunity to watch the Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra."

Hearing what Beichen said, everyone couldn't help but became curious. Jiu Mozhi had already revealed a treasure just now. This young man still dared to offer it. Could he be able to come up with something more valuable than Shaolin Temple's 72 stunts?

The people present were all extremely wise and thoughtful, and they quickly figured this out.

Facing everyone's doubts, Beichen smiled confidently, walked to the wooden fish on the edge of the hall, and picked up the stick that knocked on the wooden fish.

This wooden stick is more than an inch thick and as thick as an egg. Beichen took it in his hand and weighed it up and down. It was just right for hitting the wooden fish.

Everyone looked at Beichen's actions, and they were puzzled. Jiu Mozhi's eyes showed irony, and he thought to himself, is this young man bragging?

Beichen took the stick, came to the center of the hall and stood still, and said loudly to the crowd, "Masters, please look carefully, the boy will take the courage to borrow flowers to offer Buddha today."

Although they didn't understand what Beichen wanted them to see the purpose of that stick, everyone couldn't help but stare at Beichen's hand.

Beichen looked at the wooden stick in his hand, and with luck, he said the magic of the law, and shouted: "Withering prosperity is impermanent, fate is uncertain, it is spring!"

In the shock of everyone, the wooden stick, like a dead tree in spring, grew green shoots visible to the naked eye, slowly emerged from the wooden stick, and began to grow rapidly.

After a while, the green on the stick was lush, as if it had just been cut from the tree.

But the performance was not over yet, Bei Chen shouted again: "Withering prosperity and withering prosperity, withering and withering, neither withering nor growing, pardon!"