Universal Asylum

　　 Cloud Climbing! Gu She knows the cloud-climbing technique. Isn't it different from what he thought?

　　Despite Wang Sheng's mind, Gu Gu's eyes were complicated, and her Taoist heart, which had not been moved for hundreds of years, was a bit unstable.

Lingxuzi, the eighteenth generation head of Kunlun, has been in charge of the Kunlun Mountain Gate for three hundred years. After that, Shouyuan has no choice but to sit down for a lifetime. This is an introduction hanging in the Kunlun ancestral court, but there is another kind. It is said that Lingxuzi did not sit down, but realized the Taoism at the critical moment and emerged in front of everyone.

　　 But she didn’t believe in any kind of shot. She knew that the ancestor was not sitting or enlightened, because she was the descendant of the prince of Lingxu ancestor.

　　According to her master, that is, the descendants of Lingxu, the grandfather should have sat down at the last juncture, but it seemed that he had a chance encounter and ate a treasure that could grow Shou Yuan.

The young monk said that he had seen his ancestor in the past, and the aunt shot the letter, not for others, just because the young monk would have lost the cloud-climbing technique that had been lost for a long time. The technique was transformed based on the principle of cloud climbing.

　　 Although the two kinds of supernatural powers are somewhat the same, their speed and effectiveness are inferior to cloud climbing, and if anyone else in this world can climb cloud, only her vein always believes in the unsuccessful spiritual ancestor!

Taking a deep breath and calming the heart, Gu Shu looked at the monk in front of him for a little more intimacy. The cloud-climbing technique is one of Kunlun’s true magical powers. The ancestor of the imaginary child cannot impart this technique to him because of an umbrella. I didn't find other reasons.

　　While learning cloud climbing, Wang Sheng's identity is already a half of the Kunlun disciple.

　　 There is no need to explain to Wang Sheng in detail, she releases Wang Sheng's wrist, returns to sit down, and takes back the Yuanshen around the little monk.

　　 Wang Sheng blinked, and the crisis in his side and his heart were abruptly away. He understood that his guess might come true.

　　 Uncle Lingxu really exists in this world! He is strange in his heart, if he says that Master Daoxin exists in this world, he can understand it, because that is the character who really exists in history, but Uncle Lingxu was born in the fabricated world of Journey to the West, and it should not exist in history. of.

　　 or that this spirit deficient child is not the other spirit deficient child, but the cloud climbing technique is too coincidental.

　　No matter what, he no longer felt the danger.

　　 "When did you meet that person, he may have left other words." Gu She looked at him.

"Senior, when the monk was four or five years old, it should have been more than ten years ago to meet the Taoist. As for the others, the monk did not practice at that time, and the memory was really unclear, but the monk felt that the Taoist always frowned like a heart, and he had a kind of body. The special temperament also attracted the monks, so he gave the Taoist an umbrella." Thinking of Guanyin's evaluation of Uncle Lingxu, Wang Sheng was touched by his words.

　　The time of the Journey to the West is different from other worlds, and I don’t know if Uncle Lingxu sees the world and eventually becomes a fairy.

　　Aunt Gu’s heart was complicated. Master had always lamented that Lingxu Grandpa couldn’t be enlightened or not, only because of Taoism’s hindrance, she didn’t want to see it but didn’t want to see it.

　　 It was just that she had a knot in her heart. Kunlun was in great trouble at that time, and suffered heavy losses. Finally, she could not avoid the world to recover. If the ancestor can come at that time, with his old man’s magical powers, it is easy to solve.

However, her heart was always full of joy. She always insisted that the grandfather had never sat down, so she easily believed what Wang Sheng said, and now the trace of the grandfather was found, and the age is not far away, which is equivalent to giving her the pulse Infused with a cardiotonic agent.

　　 Therefore, she sees Wang Sheng becoming more and more pleasing to her eyes, and has positioned him as a junior in her heart.

She suddenly smiled, "Little monk, this cloud-climbing technique is a matter of your explanation, but you still haven't explained your identity, and," she looked at him with a smile, "where do you come from Cultivated, is it also passed to you by a passing monk."

　　Gushe knew that he was practicing the marrow washing!

　　Wang Sheng touched his head, "Senior wisdom eyes, the young monk did practise the marrow washing, but this marrow washing was passed down by the young monk's master.

. "He didn't know that washing the marrow has been lost for hundreds of years.

　　He looked at Gu She very sincerely, "The young monk did conceal his identity before, but the young monk's door and Shaolin belonged to the same Zen line, so it is not a fraud to seniors."

　　 Speaking of Zhengjue Temple, there are four ancestors who live in Taoism. Although its status is not as good as that of Shaolin, it is not low.

　　Teachers to teach the marrow washing! Gu She couldn't help but think of the previous legends. It is said that the Washing of the Sutra was finally collected by a small Zen temple, but it was finally destroyed by the destruction of the Buddha. At that time, the God Operator also calculated that the Washing of the Sutra had been lost. The disappearance of the Washing of the Sutra should have been fact.

　　 But now Wang Sheng, who has achieved the achievements in the cultivation of the medulla Sutra, is standing in front of his eyes. It can only show that the God Operator is wrong, and that small temple was not destroyed.

　　 "Where is your teacher and which temple?" Gu She asked.

　　 Wang Sheng blinked, "The gate of the young monk is very small, and there are few brothers among them. The young monk is the oldest of this generation."

　　 Aunt Gu smiled dumbfounded, "You are still afraid that I can't find the door to settle the account."

Wang Sheng can’t always say that he doesn’t know where Zhengjue Temple is, and Zhengjue Temple is also a temple that really exists in history~www.ltnovel.com~ I don’t know the situation today. If it still exists or has already been destroyed, he will tell the truth. Let Auntie think he is cheating again.

"Seniors will not be like this naturally, but the rules of the monk's monastery are the same. After leaving the monastery, you must not reveal any information about the mentor, otherwise you will be expelled from the mentor. Therefore, for the convenience of walking, the monk faked his identity, which is also broken. Rings."

　　 "Oh, it's so deep, is there really anything that can't be done."

　　 "Senior joking."

"I'm not kidding, your elders can make swordsmen like Yan Chixia. The realm should not be too low. Nowadays, there are different schools of monastery, but as long as there is a senior Jindan in the door, it can be called a big one. Pie, your little temple is really small."

　　Wang Sheng folded his hands together. He has now determined that Gu She is not hostile to him, and maybe because of the relationship between Uncle Lingxu and Uncle, there is still a bit involved.

"The little monk really didn't know who the predecessor Yan was looking for, and he had never heard the elders in the door say that he had friendship with Senior Yan." Wang Sheng did not intend to expose his relationship with Yan Chixia. He was killed.

"If so, it's a pity that Yan Chixia was righteous, although it was a loose cultivation, but it was different from those who were black, and it was a rare sword cultivation. It was extraordinary, and he protected the Dao. Divide disaster." Gu shot shook his head.

　　 Wang Sheng blinked, he was right, Gu She not only did not hostile to him, but also looked for him. He seemed to have passed this level.