Chapter 183 Repairs Again (Part 1)

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"Brother Song, why is your face so ugly?" Zhong Ling asked with concern when he saw his gloomy expression.

"It's nothing, I just thought of some unhappy things." Song Qingshu grinned.

"The Huibu wants to join forces with the Ming Sect, so it seems that the teacher should be notified as soon as possible...Master." Qu Feiyan was stunned after saying that, she has always admired her master, but she did not expect that the other man would actually give her to another man, although this man It seemed that he didn't know it yet, so he subconsciously looked at Song Qingshu, and Qu Feiyan blushed a little while he was sad: When we get along with each other on weekdays, it seems that he is not an elm head, so why is this matter so latent...

"They won't be able to unite for a while. The most urgent task is to go to the Tantric Sect first. If I can restore my skills and combine my swords with your sect master, then Zhang Wuji will not be a problem at all." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.

Hearing him say this, Qu Feiyan felt extremely depressed: "Young Master, I said before to get to Ningma Temple as soon as possible, but you want to visit Mount Emei."

"Just by the way, Mount Emei has a special meaning to me..." Song Qingshu sighed and dragged them down the mountain without waiting for the two women to ask questions.

"Brother Song, that woman has disappeared, why are you taking advantage of us?"

"Master, your hand... Please don't put it on my waist."

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Leaving Mount Emei, the three came to the nearby Ya'an City. After full preparation, they climbed westward over Mount Erlang, crossed the Dadu River, the Yalong River, and the Jinsha River in turn, entered Tibet in Batang City, and then rested at Mangkang City on the way. After one day, we crossed the Lancang River, climbed the towering Ta Nian Ta Weng Mountains, and came to Zuogong City near the Nujiang River. With the help of local residents, we crossed the Tanggula Mountains and passed Basu, Bomi, Nyingchi, and Mozhugongka along the way. , Dazi finally arrived at Nyingma Temple.

"Hey hoo! The danger is so high! The difficulty of the Shu Road is difficult to climb to the sky... Niang Xipi, Li Taibai, he must have never been to Tibet." Looking back at this moment, I still have lingering fears.

Zhong Ling's small face was also a little pale. He regretted that he should not have followed him several times on the road. No matter how scary the blue phoenix was, it was nothing compared to the power of nature.

Qu Feiyan felt the same way, and finally understood why Master sent her to escort Song Qingshu over. With his body that had lost all martial arts, he would definitely die on the way, and he would definitely not be able to survive now, "Master, Li Taibai probably came here before. Tibet. According to legend in the martial arts, Li Bai claimed to be the three immortals, the wine immortal was the first, the poetry immortal was the second, and the sword immortal was the third. Interested, it is said that he once went deep into Kunlun and fought a battle with Jiutian Xuannv in Kunlun Wonderland, as to whether it is true or not, it is unknown."

"Jiutian Xuannv?" Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly, "You also believe this thing?"

Qu Feiyan did not laugh, but said with a dignified expression: "I didn't believe it at first, but a few years ago, Master Heimiya asked me to sort out the notes of the martial arts predecessors. By chance, I found the records of several martial arts predecessors. , they all swore they had seen this Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl, they lived hundreds of years apart, and it was impossible for them to communicate with each other, but their descriptions of Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl were similar."

"Is there such a strange thing?" Song Qingshu became interested all of a sudden. Since crossing into this world, he has always been atheist and has a little more awe of ghosts and gods, and quickly asked, "Then what is the Nine Heavens Xuannv they recorded? like?"

"Holding a green bamboo stick in his hand and a seat of green clothes, his expression is innocent and romantic like a girl, but his martial arts are terrifying like ghosts and gods. You must know that those senior martial arts masters are all the best in the world, and they can make everyone's heart ashes as death and give birth to despair. Feeling, who can be other than gods?" Qu Feiyan can still feel the shock of seeing these notes that day.

"The story of Jiutian Xuannv is too illusory. The poor monk went deep into Kunlun several times in the early years, and he didn't see any Jiutian Xuannv." A Buddha's name came, and Jiu Mozhi came over with a smile on his face.

"Have you been away for a long time, how is the national teacher?" Song Qingshu inevitably felt a little cordial when he met his old friend in a foreign land.

"Last time I received the words of Song Gongzi, the little monk was like a dick. After he came back, he devoted himself to the study of Buddhism, and finally dispelled the demons in his body." Jiuma's wisdom was restrained, and his skills were obviously improved. Looking at Song Qingshu's face, he couldn't help but worry. : "Just now, the little monk heard that the young master's breathing was quite difficult, and thought he was worrying too much. Now, looking at it, the injury on the son's body is no trivial matter.

"It's a long story," Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, "In short, I was greedy and practiced two kinds of martial arts, one yin and one yang at the same time. The balance of yin and yang in the body will lead to the loss of internal strength, and there is a risk of death from explosion at any time."

"What kind of master can actually hurt the young master like this?" Jiu Mozhi knew very well Song Qingshu's martial arts. Although there were still some shortcomings in the fire, there were only a handful of people in the world who could surpass him.

"Ming Jiaojiao advocates Wuji." Song Qingshu's expression gradually turned cold when he mentioned the name.

"It turned out to be him," Kumozhi comforted him a few words, and then asked, "Young master is seriously injured, but he came to Tibet from a long distance, I don't know why?"

"The leader of the East has also checked the injury of Xia Xia. She said that in addition to the Shaolin Temple's Sutra for Washing the Marrow, only a special practice of Tantra can save Xia's life." Song Qingshu still knew nothing about the practice at this time, so he couldn't help but feel Worried.

"The Shaolin Temple Sutra is naturally an excellent way to reconcile yin and yang, but no one has really seen the Sutra for thousands of years.

Whether it exists or not is still the number of five or five." Kumozhi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "As for the tantric practice... Did the Eastern sect master ever explain the name of that practice, the little monk is stupid and can't think of anything else in the esoteric sect Gongfa can solve the problems in the son's body. "

"Sect Master Dongfang has never told me, he just said that I will naturally know when I get here." Song Qingshu spread his hands helplessly.

"Huh?" Jiu Mozhi filtered the martial arts books of various sects of Tantric Buddhism again in his mind. He was an unparalleled genius of Tantric Buddhism. He was familiar with the martial arts of the Central Plains. In his mind, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Is the national teacher thinking of it?" Seeing his expression, Song Qingshu asked with great joy.

"The little monk probably knows what the exercises that the sect leader of the East is talking about, but it's not convenient for the little monk to say, everything will wait for the son to come to Ningma Temple and then see the opportunity." Kumozhi smiled.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" Song Qingshu was suddenly depressed, "Dongfang is like this, and so is your national teacher."

Jiu Mozhi smiled without saying a word, and looked at the two girls beside Song Qingshu, the smile on his face became even stronger: "Since the last time we parted, although the master's martial arts are not as good as before, the peach blossom luck seems to have improved to a higher level. , the little monk admires and admires."

Song Qingshu teased and said, "Guo Shi, you are a monk. If you are so attached to the luck of the peach blossoms, the Buddha will blame you."

Jiu Mozhi smiled slightly: "This is what you say in the Zen Buddhism of the Central Plains. I practice the Tantra "Great Nikki Sutra" and "Vajra Top Sutra", and I have no concerns about it."

"The national master's Buddhist teachings are profound, and I really shouldn't be playing an axe. Ningma Temple and his party also ask the national master to introduce me." Song Qingshu knew that he was a half-assed person, but he didn't have the heart to sit down and talk with Kumozhi, and wisely stopped the topic.

"The three, please come with me." Kumozhi led the three to the temple gate.

Different from the Central Plains temple, the layout of the Tantric temple is slightly cramped, but the appearance is more splendid. When they came to the temple gate, Zhong Ling and Qu Feiyan both stopped their steps.

"Why didn't the two of you stop?" Kumozhi stopped and glanced at the two of them suspiciously.

"Don't temples generally refuse female guests?" Zhong Ling thought of so many Buddhist temples in Dali, and every time he wanted to run to play, he was stopped by those stinky monks...

Qu Feiyan nodded. She walked around the rivers and lakes all the year round, so she naturally knew that Shaolin Temple and other places did not allow female guests to enter.

Jiu Mozhi understood, and suddenly laughed dumbly: "Our Tantric sect doesn't have those stinky rules. The two female benefactors should come in together. After a while, Song Gongzi's injury may still need your help."

"Can we help too?" Zhong Ling has self-awareness, knowing that her martial arts are not popular in the arena, and she would not believe it if she could help Song Qingshu's internal injuries.

Qu Feiyan also had the same idea. She absolutely couldn't do anything with her master's high level of martial arts. How could she be able to help?

"Of course!" Jiu Mozhi didn't want to say more. He took the three to a quiet room and said, "Young Master Song, please wait for a while, the little monk will tell the elders of the temple about your situation."

"I'm sorry to bother the national teacher." Song Qingshu returned a salute, feeling uneasy in his heart. His heart was too big and he had loaded up too many things, but if his martial arts were lost, all of this would be in vain. Naturally, he was worried about gains and losses.

The three of Song Qingshu waited boredly for about three sticks of incense, and Jiu Mozhi walked in with a strange expression, and he was startled when he opened his mouth: "Master Song, Master Lianhua wants to see you."

"Master Lianhua?" Song Qingshu immediately became uneasy. "Isn't that the one from Ningma Temple who has been in retreat for dozens or hundreds of years, and I don't know who is the national master of your ancestor?"

"Not bad!" Jiu Mozhi sighed, "Young master is really lucky, as soon as he arrives, he can be seen by a gentleman, and the little monk has only seen his old man once or twice in the past few decades."

"Could it be that I also have the luck of the protagonist?"

Song Qingshu followed Jiu Mozhi around the monastery in a strange manner, and came to a secluded courtyard, Jiu Mozhi made a gesture of invitation: "Master Song, the master is inside, and the little monk will not go in. ."

"There is a national teacher Lao." After Song Qingshu returned the salute, he walked over slowly.

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