Live Beautification System

  Chapter 138 The Miao Monk Has No Flowers

  Yunliu has kind eyebrows, kind eyes, and extraordinary temperament, which makes people unable to tell how old he is, but Ding Mu knows that he is amazingly talented, and he is by no means easy.

  Yun Liu smiled peacefully at Ding Mu, clasped his hands together and said, "Little friend, we meet again."

   "Master Yunliu, where are you from and where are you going?" Ding Mu's words seemed to be asking Tang Seng.

  Yunliu smiled lightly: "The poor monk came from the Wuhua Valley, so I met my little friend."

   "What?" Ding Mu thought about the scene of this extravagant bald monk appearing in the game hall at night, as disharmonious as possible.

   "This valley is not that valley." Yun Liu said slowly, "If you have nothing to do, how about walking a few steps with the poor monk?"

  Ding Mu looked at Ai Zheng. Seeing that Ding Mu knew the great monk, Ai Zheng said, "You go, I'll just go back to school by myself."

   "It's late, it's not safe." Ding Mu said worriedly.

  Zhong Zhensong said humbly: "Master Ding, don't worry, I will send your friend off personally, and I guarantee that nothing will go wrong."

  Ding Mu knew that there must be something wrong with Yunliu looking for him: "Alright then, I'll go with Master."

  Zhong Zhensong arranged a brand new Maybach S600. The driver Ding Mu also met him. He was the follower behind Zhong Zhensong's son and his big apprentice Qi Chaolong.

   There is no traffic jam at night, and it takes about half an hour. The car left the Northwest Fifth Ring Road. Not far from Dingmu's future Shenmu technology plant, there is a fork in the road. The car walked in from the fork, passed through a gate marked with a private mansion, and entered a very quiet valley.

  Ding Mu and Yunliu got out of the car, and there was a word written on the mountain wall facing them, Zen. Ding Mu took a closer look and felt that the word was flowing with precious light and had an indescribable charm.

  Ding Mu followed the cloud flow, walked dozens of steps on the stone steps, turned to the left, Ding Mu entered a flat land in the valley, about a hundred acres. Although the sky is completely dark, but the moonlight is bright and clear, one can vaguely discern the lush trees in the valley, and the faint and elegant fragrance, like a fairyland on earth.

   Among the trees, there is a forest of purple bamboo. Outside the purple bamboo forest, gray brick walls surround the common halls in several monasteries, and in the center is a Qing style hall on the top of a mountain. There are quite a few traces of time between the blue bricks and black tiles, and the clean environment makes people feel relaxed and happy.

  The back of the hall is complete with pavilions, pavilions, towers, and bubbling spring water flows here from some mountain, and then flows out of the temple along the courtyard wall.

  Ding Mu said with emotion: "Hey, this is really a paradise."

  Yun Liu walked unhurriedly, and said in a moderate voice: "Outside is the Wuhua Valley, which is called Baozang Temple, and the poor monk has practiced here since he was a child."

  Yun Liu led Ding Mu into the main hall, and saluted a pure gold Buddha statue enshrined in the main hall. The appearance of this Buddha statue is very different from that of Sakyamuni enshrined in other temples. It is not a solemn and scrutinized appearance, but a handsome, gentle, young and handsome monk.

  Seeing Ding Mu looking at the Buddha statue curiously, Yunliu said: "This is the body statue of my master."

   "Ah, so young." Ding Mu said casually, feeling a little rude, and bowed to the statue.

  Yun Liu smiled slightly, and asked Ding Mu to sit on the futon next to him.

The two sat together, Ding Mu was about to ask, but Yun Liu had already started to talk: "In the rivers and lakes in the late Qing Dynasty, there were countless legends, but you have to ask who is the best at playing the piano, and who is the best at painting. , whose poems are ecstasy, whose dishes are wonderful. Then there is only one answer.”

   "Miaoseng Wuhua?!" Ding Mu opened his eyes and said the name.

  Yun Liu showed a look of surprise instead: "It's been a hundred years, and the sea has changed, how does my little friend know about my master's deeds."

Ding Mudao: "I don't know. There is a story about Miao Seng Wuhua in martial arts novels. His father is Tianfeng Shishilang, and his mother is Shi Guanyin. He is the number one talent in Shaolin, but in fact he is the villain's master." BOSS."

  Yun Liu smiled wryly when he heard the words: "It turns out to be the words of a novelist, and it really seems to be true."

   "Art comes from life and is higher than life." Ding Mu said, "Go ahead."

"As the novelist said, my master is called Wuhua, and I am nicknamed the Seven Wonderful Monks in Jianghu. When Master Tianhong was appointed as the future leader, he was not chosen, but an honest man who can't compare to him in anything, Zen Master Wusei."

   Ding Mu nodded slightly.

Yunliu continued: "But Master Tianhong misjudged the person. This Zen Master Wushi is not a kind person. After Master Tianhong passed away, he inherited the Shaolin sect, but he was afraid of my master's reputation, announced his life experience to the world, and framed him. He is an undercover agent of the Outer Eight Sects lurking in Shaolin."

   "Outside eight doors?" Ding Mu showed doubts.

"The eight outer gates have a very long history. Since the writing began, anyone who does not belong to the three hundred and sixty ranks can be classified as one of the eight outer gates." Yun Liu said, "The biggest of the eight outer gates is the Robbery gate. Snitches, thieves, thieves, thieves, and Mojindaodou are all considered members of the Pirates. In the Tang Dynasty, Kong Konger once ruled the Pirates. After the Ming Dynasty, the Pirates formed two factions, the North and the South. There are actually many schools, and the ancestors are also different. It is a loose power."

   "Is there still a door to steal?" Ding Mu asked curiously.

  Yun Liudao: "Naturally, when there are no thieves in Dahua, the thieves will naturally disappear."

   Ding Mu nodded thoughtfully.

Yunliu continued: "The second among the eight outer schools is the Gu school. Legend has it that it originated from Chi You, and originated in the west of Hunan. Gu art and driving corpses are extremely mysterious. Gu art is infinitely magical, it can control people's minds, and kill people invisible , It's impossible to guard against. It's just that the population of the Gu Sect is thin, and there are only legends in the world."

"The mechanism gate ranks third among the Outer Eight Gates. Legend has it that the technique of mechanism originated from Lu Ban. Zu Chongzhi really created the technique of mechanism pinching. Because of the advanced technology now, the old-school mechanism gate has faded out of the Outer Eight Gates. It seems that there is no Heirs." Seeing that Ding Mu listened carefully, Yunliu paused, and continued,

   "Originally ranked fourth among the eight foreign sects, it is the most powerful among the high-level people in today's society. Do you know what sect and sect it is?"

  Ding Mu heard the words, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Qianmen."

"That's right, it seems that you already know all about it. According to the legend, the godly gate created by Fuxi, which taught people to forge the belief of all people, has now become the thousand gate controlled by the old thousand. The power of the thousand gate lies in controlling people's hearts. Seeing Ding Mu’s calm face, Yunliu continued, “It’s not a coincidence that I met you tonight, I just used a little bit of tricks to make you meet today. Everyone who passes by becomes a **** to lead you to meet me."

   "What?" Hearing Yunliu's words, Ding Mu felt a basin of ice water splashed on his back, and his sweat pores exploded. Carefully recalling the scenes that happened today, I just feel that it was a coincidence, but it was too coincidental. If these coincidences were deliberately arranged by someone, then this Master Yunliu in front of him is too terrifying.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just giving you an example. Don't worry, I don't mean any harm to you." Yunliu showed a dusty smile on his face, "Among the eight foreign sects, there is also the Lan sect composed of prostitutes. The witch gate, the magic gate of magic tricks, and the bloodiest stab gate. Only the top official prostitutes are considered members of the Lan sect, and they have gone into hiding abroad now. And the witch gate has declined, and the successors have disappeared. The current magician There are still some people from the magic door inside. And the masters who stab the door have become ace killers in the underground world."

  Ding Mu made some calculations and said, "So, among the eight outer sects, the ones with the strongest real power are Qian Sect and Robber Sect."

"Exactly." Monk Yunliu said slowly, "Wu Se is not a false accusation, my master Wu Hua's life experience is exactly as he said, his birth mother is the number one master of the Outer Eight Sects, the master of the Thousand Sects Yu Guanyin, and Master's biological father is the leader of the Northern Bandit Sect in the Outer Eight Sects, whose name is Taboo Shangye Xiakong."

"My master, Zen Master Wuhua, is too honorable in the eight outer sects. He is jealous and hated by others. He was assassinated many times when he was young. There are too many intrigues among the eight outer sects. Senior Yuguanyin personally sent him to Shaolin Temple , worship under Zen Master Tianhong, so as to avoid disasters." Master Yunliu paused, and continued, "It's a pity that Abbot Wusei was an eminent monk in vain, and plotted against my master, and joined hands with two masters Wuchen and Wuxiang to force Master Leave Shaolin.

  At that time, the great powers surrounded the country, and the country was in danger. The world is full of wars, the Boxers are flourishing, the Pirates are in disarray, and Senior Ye Kong has passed away. The Empress Dowager Cixi measured the material strength of China to unite the country's favor.

  Senior Jade Guanyin put the righteousness of the nation first, dealt with the master of the Qianmen sect, and obtained a large amount of gold and silver treasures, but was framed and seriously injured, and the Qianmen sect was also severely damaged. When he was dying, he passed the title of Qianmen Sect Master to Master.

  Relying on his amazing talents, the master reorganized Qianmen in three years and played a pivotal role in the establishment of Dahua. After the establishment of Dahua, the master saw the general trend of the world clearly, and because of his advanced age, he announced the disbandment of Qianmen, withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and lived in seclusion in Baozang Temple in this valley, and this mountain was personally ordered by Dahua Taizu For the valley without flowers. It was at that time that the old monk was favored by the master, and he was accepted as a closed disciple who took care of daily life. It's already a Jiazi in a flash. "

"It turns out that the master is the closed disciple of Senior Wuhua. No wonder, he is good at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination and astrology." Ding Mu looked at the face of the monk Yunliu, full of energy, his eyes were clear, there was no wrinkle on his face, and he could see everything. If you don't come out, the old man is over sixty years old.

Master Yunliu actually showed a bit of shyness, and said bluntly: "Master is pedantic, and I have only learned less than 70% of the skills. It's just that I have another adventure in martial arts, which can be regarded as 80% to 90% of Master's. "

  Ding Mu admired: "Master's martial arts are superb, and I am afraid that he has reached the realm of the unity of man and nature. If I close my eyes, I will not be able to capture your existence at all."

   "Unfortunately, martial arts is the most useless means in today's world." Yun Liu's calm face showed a trace of bitterness, "Do you know why I want to tell you this?"

   "I don't know." Ding Mu thought for a while, but still shook his head.

"Because the evil methods of Qianmen have reappeared in the world, but I don't know who is disturbing the world." Yun Liu said solemnly, "Although Qianmen is disbanded, Qianshu still exists, and so do Qianmen. My family has been repeatedly attacked by tigers and wolves, and the two tigers compete for food. They are all young core figures in my family. You know that Jingxiu Yan and Jingxiu of my Yunding Club have died. The Su family in the south The Song family and the Song family also lost two young handsome people."

   "Wait, are the thousands of families and eight surnames you are talking about beautiful, Su Song Zhongye?" Ding Mu's heart was pounding, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition. When Yu Jiaojiao was about to leave, she said something to herself, and she remembered it clearly. This Master Yunliu was the only one she said she could trust and allow herself to associate more with. Today, he came to find himself and mentioned so many inside stories about Qianmen. Could it be that...

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