Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 28 Five Great Books!

Lao Ma's voice seemed to echo in his mind:
"The huge rock collapsed and shattered into powder"

The rock-breaking force of flowing water is the powerful outburst during the gathering and gathering. Therefore, water does not chisel the rock, but can penetrate the rock!

Zhou Yi had always been impressed by Lao Ma's martial arts, but he had difficulty applying it. Now he suddenly realized it!
The pulse qi and true qi circulate, and a strong true qi bursts out from the Yongquan acupoint, passes through the meridians, and goes straight to the Chize acupoint.

Originally, the true energy and the cold air circled around each other without merging and continued to dissipate.

At this moment, the sudden influx of true energy was like the old horse's flowing water and rock-breaking force, like a flash of lightning, directly penetrating the cold true energy!
Disperse and gather!

At this time, the scattered cold energy was suddenly gathered together. In an instant, it was as if Zhuangzi was free and equal to all things. The two auras seemed to be meant to exist together, blending seamlessly.

And it's natural.

With this connection, the remaining cold air is no longer repelled and gathers back from its spreading state.

When it gathers to the extreme, a strange tingling sensation comes, like an electric shock!

The icy look on Zhou Yi's face gradually faded.

This time, the two methods of Mu Dao Ren and Ma Zhangmen were combined together.

All of Zhou Yi's insights from recent times have turned into results.

His inspiration never left.

"Old Dan, please bring me a leaf."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Shan Xiongxin was just answering when the unusually silent Taoist Mu took action first.

Regardless of his injuries, he struck out towards the courtyard wall with his palm, causing a branch extending over the wall a few feet away to shake wildly.

The leaves fell with the wind, like butterflies, dancing gracefully and then landing on Zhou Yi's hand.

It was clearly spring, and he was in a very good mood. He smiled and chanted to Mu Daoren: "The rustling west wind withers the green trees, and the frost in the sky condenses into a cold leaf."

For him, it was spring.

For Mu Dao Ren, it means the coming of winter.

Zhou Yi clasped his hands together and stacked the three leaves together.

In an instant, the palm separated, and the three leaves were covered with white frost and frozen together.

"The Heavenly Frost Condensation Method is truly marvelous. Taoist Mu, I will give you this three-leafed cold flower as a token of my gratitude."

Zhou Yi smiled happily and threw out the three frost leaves in his hand.

Taoist Mu stretched out two fat fingers to pinch the frost leaves, feeling the coldness above, and couldn't help but look at Zhou Yi.

He didn't know that Zhou Yi had been in a state of enlightenment recently, and just thought that he had learned this method in the blink of an eye.

Therefore.
His short and fat body trembled uncontrollably, and his breathing was heavy and intermittent.

Shan Xiongxin smiled at the short and fat Taoist priest and praised him, "I was indeed wrong. Taoist Mu is a man of his word and a man of his word!"

"But Brother Zhou learns quickly. I'm not wrong about that. He's quite clever."

Mu Dao Ren's chest heaved and he felt waves of pain.

"Master Dao, Master Dao has practiced for decades~!!!"

He was like the Zen master in Jingnian Zen Temple who practiced silent meditation. He didn't want to talk, took a deep breath, sat cross-legged and meditated to heal his wounds.

At this time, Shan Xiongxin was chatting with Zhou Yi again.

"Brother Zhou, why do you learn so quickly?"

"It's a bit slow. This Sky Frost Condensation Cold Technique took me half a cup of tea to ponder."

"Oh? Is there any sluggishness in using this alien Qi?"

"At present, I can control it as easily as using my own arm."

"Brother Zhou has read a lot of Daoist teachings, so he must have studied Zhuangzi's world of the human world long ago."

Zhou Yi shook his head: "I have heard of the name of the world, but he only studies Laozi Xianger's Notes."

"..."

“Puff~~!!”

The short and fat Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood mist!
"Hey, Master Mu's inner strength is so strong that it forced out another mouthful of blood."

"..."

Zhou Yi made Mu Dao Ren so angry that he vomited blood, and he also learned his unique true energy, which was considered a fight, and he made up for the resentment he suffered in Yongqiu.

When night fell that day, he went out and bought some steamed biscuits and grains.

Zhou Yi, Shan Xiongxin, and Mu Dao Ren sat in a row in front of the dilapidated clay Buddha statue, eating steamed buns.

"Boy."

Mu Dao Ren shouted, but no one paid any attention to him.

He straightened his expression and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, could it be that the rumors in the martial arts world are true?"

"What rumor?" Zhou Yi asked casually.

The short and fat Taoist narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you really practicing the 'Secretary of the Pillow's Treasure Garden'?"

"Yes."

Zhou Yi swore solemnly, "In fact, there are not four great books in the world, but five. The fifth book is naturally "Secrets of the Pillow Hongbao Garden."

"Do you want to learn?"

"If you want to learn, then you should first become my disciple of Taiping Dao and start as a Taoist priest."

The dilapidated temple fell silent again, leaving only the sound of eating bread.
On the fifteenth day, the corpse of the Tiger and Leopard Camp commander floated on the Cai River.

The situation in Fule City was still complicated. Zhou Yi went out to find food and investigate a little. He saw several teams of cavalry patrolling the streets and alleys, and there were also a large number of people from the martial arts world in secret.

Since the battle at Fushi Inn, the city has become increasingly chaotic.

The number of patrols at night is several times higher than usual.

Two days later.

The tense atmosphere in the city suddenly eased and the number of cavalry decreased significantly.

Zhou Yi bought some dry food and returned to the dilapidated temple.

"Let's go, let's leave the city today."

Shan Xiongxin has returned to his best form.

They are getting ready to go out.

At this time, Mu Dao Ren, who had been out, also returned to the dilapidated temple.

"Are you going to leave?" The short and fat Taoist meditated on the spot while speaking.

Zhou Yi frowned. "Should we stay here?" Taoist Mu shook his head. "The Yingyang Army is lying in ambush just outside the city, waiting for us to escape over the wall. Leaving now would be a trap."

"Where did you hear that?" Zhou Yi didn't quite believe it.

Taoist Mu stretched out his fat hand and said, "Give me three taels of gold, and I'll tell you. If you give me ten taels of gold, I'll teach you how to leave the city."

"Bang~!"

Zhou Yi and Shan Xiongxin each closed a door.

"You can hide here by yourself. The world is full of enemies, not us." Zhou Yi's voice came from outside the door.

Shan Xiongxin's laughter could also be heard from outside the door: "This Taoist is crazy about gold, hahahaha."

Mu Dao Ren was furious, but he didn't chase after him.

One of these two men is unpredictable, while the other is fierce and ferocious. They are in the same group. Taoist Mu has been feeling very angry these days, but he can't do anything about them.

Two hours later.

The short and fat Taoist who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes, and then closed them again.

After a while, the tightly closed temple door was pushed open, and two disheveled figures rushed in one after another.

Shan Xiongxin walked up to Mu Dao Ren with a serious face and said politely:

"I was a little loud just now. Master Mu, please take care of me. How do you plan to leave the city?"

Zhou Yi raised a finger towards the short and fat Taoist priest and said, "One hundred taels of gold, no bargaining."

Taoist Mu smiled sinisterly: "How many people are outside?"

Zhou Yi's face darkened. "It's a huge crowd. Yuwen Chengdu's army has arrived."

Shan Xiongxin said, "From the west gate of Fule, we have started searching one by one. The entire Fule has been surrounded."

Taoist Mu's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he snorted and glanced at Zhou Yi unhappily: "One thousand taels of gold, and I will take you out of the city."

"No problem," Zhou Yi agreed immediately. "Li Mi owes me 100,000 gold. Even the masters of the Golden and Purple Camp under Zhang Xutuo know about this. It's absolutely true."

Mu Dao Ren looked skeptical.

Shan Xiongxin patted his chest and said, "Brother Zhou bought this head of mine from Zhang Xutuo for ten thousand gold coins. But if you lied to me even once, I will die a miserable death!"

Mu Dao Ren was shocked and believed Zhou Yi's words.

"Okay, deal!"

……

As dusk fell, Zhou Yi climbed over the white wall and stepped onto the green tiles.

There are scattered Zen rooms below, and a majestic ancient cypress stands in front of the steps. In the candlelight in the distance, you can see the bell tower and drum tower standing in the east and west, with high eaves.

"Is this the way to leave the city you mentioned?"

"What a crazy idea! It's a disgrace to the Dao sect!"

In Fule Qing'an Temple, Zhou Yi heard the sound of Buddhist scriptures chanting in the distance.

“There’s no better way.”

Taoist Mu huddled in a corner. "Tomorrow there will be a Dharma Assembly at Qing'an Temple. They will go to a stone wall on the edge of Cangyan Mountain to worship Buddha. We can just follow the group and get out."

Zhou Yi was quite worried: "I see that the city walls are full of soldiers. Will Yuwen Chengdu search them?"

Taoist Mu said, "Qing'an Temple is originally a branch of Buddhism. This time, the abbot of the temple, the great monk Sanchi, has invited a distinguished guest. Yuwen Chengdu does not want to offend this person."

"Who?" Shan Xiongxin asked.

Taoist Mu whispered, "That's the old monk from Jingnian Zen Temple, his Buddhist name is Buchi."

"Jingnian Zen Temple."

Zhou Yi muttered to himself, it seems that it is indeed inconvenient for Yuwen Chengdu to block the way.

Jingnian Zen Temple was established during the Han Dynasty and was founded by a celestial monk. This celestial monk had a close relationship with the deni, who was the first abbot of Cihang Jingzhai.

The two families are known as the two holy places of the martial arts world, and are considered the leaders of the righteous path.

The Yuwen clan is extremely ambitious and naturally will not easily offend the people of Jingnian Temple.

Jingnian Zen Temple not only has the Zen Master Liaokong who practices silent meditation, but also has four great Vajras under him, and there are hundreds of monks who have mastered advanced internal skills.

This foolish person is one of the four great Vajras.

I don’t know where Taoist Mu got the connection from, but he actually knows everything about Qing’an Temple.

Soon, they walked around several houses, passed the main hall and the Sutra Library, and entered a meditation room.

There was no one in the inner room, so the three of them hid in it under the cover of darkness.

Taoist Mu searched through it and his expression relaxed.

"The abbot of Qing'an Temple, Sanchi, has a wide circle of friends, and he's in his seventies. Many Buddhists have come to this Dharma meeting, some from as far away as the Western Regions, such as Gaochang, Kucha, and Yanqi."

"These were brought here by monks from other places."

He smiled and took out some strange-looking monk robes. "Let's put them on and join the Dharma Assembly team tomorrow to leave the city together."

After saying this, he put on a piece of clothing in the moonlight outside the paper window, raised one hand, and looked strange.
You can't tell at first glance that they don't look like serious monks.

Zhou Yi and Shan Xiongxin have already boarded the pirate ship, so this is the only thing they can do.

Zhou Yi said, "This monk's robe is very strange. It looks a bit like the murals in Qiuci in the Western Regions. If anyone asks, just say it's from Qiuci."

"That makes sense." Taoist Mu nodded.

Shan Xiongxin continued, "Then you must have a Dharma name, right?"

Taoist Mu looked at Zhou Yi and said, "You need a Dharma name. You are smart, so you can choose one."

Zhou Yi looked at the short and fat Taoist priest and suggested, "Then your Dharma name should be Tianpeng."

"Good!" Taoist Mu smiled and looked at Zhou Yi with admiration, "That's quite an impressive title."

Shan Xiongxin said: "What about me?"

"You make the roller blinds."

Shan Xiongxin asked, "What does it mean to roll up the curtain?"

Zhou Yi explained in a low voice:

"The world is like a curtain. Old Dan, you have traveled far and wide, weathered the vicissitudes of life, and rolled it up long ago. You have seen through the world behind the curtain, which is a sign of great wisdom, so you have become a rolling curtain."

"The one who understands me is Brother Zhou." Shan Xiongxin was deeply moved.

Taoist Mu also admired the knowledge and experience of the Taiping Heavenly Master. "What is your Dharma name?"

Zhou Yidao:
"I escaped death from Yongqiu, and escaped from the shell of a cicada, so naturally I am called Master Jinchan."

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('-'*ゞTwo chapters are as good as three, another day of involution~~
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