[Tianlong Babu] Qingyun comes out of the shaft

Chapter 097

Therefore, after everyone had their meals, they prepared to go to Shaolin.

But, here comes the problem.Ning Qingyun and Xiao Feng's daughter, Xiao Jinwen, refused to stay alive. She was originally the type of dog skin plaster, and she was raised in Xiao Feng's arms since she was a child. Xiao Feng spoiled her and wanted the stars to not the moon That kind of teaching is more hands-on. The loving father and strict mother are exactly the characteristics of this family.

Faced with such a situation, Xiao Feng sighed again and again, but Duan Yu on the side said, "Brother, just take your niece with you. She is very obedient, we never saw her cry on the way to heaven before. "Of course, except for Ning Qingyun, an unreliable mother who always makes her daughter cry.

Seeing his daughter holding back crying, Xiao Feng's heart softened immediately, he quickly took it from Qiao's mother's arms and hugged her.As soon as Xiao Jinwen got into her father's arms, she immediately clinged tightly to her father's neck, rubbing her arms against her father's neck, and immediately beamed with joy.Everyone couldn't help laughing at her small appearance.

After Qiao's mother explained a few words, everyone left the yard of Qiao Huai and his wife and walked towards the mountain of Shaolin Temple.

The morning mist has slowly dissipated under the sunlight.On the flowers and plants on both sides of the road paved with small bluestone slabs, there are countless condensed dewdrops, which are reflecting the bright luster at this moment.The stone slab was also soaked with a touch of water vapor, and it was slightly slippery when walking on it.Fortunately, this group of people all have kung fu foundation, so they walked very lightly.

October is already late autumn, and the leaves all over the mountains and plains are dyed with autumn gold.

Wu Xingyun walked all the way, and said all the way: "I remember that I came to Shaolin Temple when I was ten years old. At that time, my master was still alive, so many years have passed at once." As she walked, she looked at the surroundings. Scenery, the nostalgic tone in the tone is so sad.

Ning Qingyun smiled and said, "Hey, so it should be seven or eighty years ago, right?"

Wu Xingyun replied: "Yes. In a blink of an eye, it will be seven or eighty years. At that time, the monks of the Xuan generation were still young monks. I still remember that when I came with my master, they were only this tall." She As he spoke, he compared his height, and after he finished speaking, he sighed again.

Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing, who followed afterward, only learned about Tianshan Child Elder, Lingjiu Palace and the Xiaoyao Sect from Ning Qingyun when they were in the Magnolia Hall. Now, listening to what Child Elder said, I can't help but be shocked.Especially looking at Child Elder's figure and face like a seven or eight-year-old girl, as well as that old voice, the magical sense of disobedience was even more shocking.

"Seven or eighty years have passed, and you still haven't changed at all. This is what you are most proud of." Ning Qingyun said with a smile, "I don't know if the monks of the Xuanzi generation in Shaolin Temple still remember you. Nah , you are the myth of immortality."

As soon as she finished speaking, Duan Yu who was walking behind said: "Sister Yun, grandma's kung fu is amazing, will my second elder brother stay young forever like grandma?"

Ning Qingyun said: "Generally, people who practice inner strength look younger than their actual age."

Wu Xingyun smiled and said: "I had a little trouble when I was practicing kung fu when I was a child. Later, I met Qingyun. She gave me some pills for recuperation, so that my face looks like a girl's generation. Otherwise, a 96-year-old old woman has a picture What does that look like with an old face and a girl's figure?" She laughed as she talked, and the knot in her heart was untied, and now she laughed at something that no one dared to mention before.

The more Duan Yu listened, the more curious he became: "Wow, it turns out that Xuanmen's martial arts are so amazing."

Wu Xingyun smiled and said: "Your elder sister Yun, she was like this when she was 16 years old. It's been eight years now, but she still hasn't changed at all. I think she won't change much." , she said again, "As long as she doesn't disperse her kung fu, the Taoist martial arts will make the practitioner's lifespan run out, and she will not be likely to show signs of aging."

Duan Yu was astonished when he heard it, and Mu Wanqing was even more surprised.

But then Wu Xingyun said: "Her Yulan Sect's martial arts and my Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts belong to the same Taoist sect, when I taught Xu Zhu during that time, you didn't learn her kung fu, how do you feel?"

Duan Yu said: "Grandma, I feel that although I have learned the moves, the way of walking my inner strength is the carefree style. If I want to talk about my feelings, I have little knowledge and a bright mind. I don't know what to say for a while, and I can't say no." Clear. But I think it is very broad and profound, and it will take a long time to ponder over it slowly.”

Wu Xingyun nodded: "Xuanmen martial arts pays attention to chance, and you have already had a very good chance. You are afraid that you will miss the inner strength of her Yulan Gate. If your daughter-in-law has this opportunity to learn it, she will be with your daughter-in-law in the future." If you play against each other, you will be able to appreciate it." As she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Mu Wanqing.

After hearing this, Ning Qingyun giggled a few times and said, "Okay, old neighbor, don't keep trying to find out. Didn't you see all the moves you want to see in the training ground?" .”

Wu Xingyun was not annoyed when his thoughts were exposed, but instead he smiled and said: "What I want to see is your kung fu, all your moves, but you are a petty person, but you don't want to do it at all."

Ning Qingyun spread her hands and said with a smile: "Tsk tsk tsk, I finally said it! After returning to the Western Regions, I will make gestures someday." Anyway, her kung fu and moves don't matter to others, the important thing is the internal strength Practice mind.

While joking, a group of people had already reached the gate of Shaolin Temple.

The majestic ancient temple is hidden in the green pine forest, and a little smoke shrouds the upper room of the ancient temple, revealing peace in the tranquility.The solemn gatha is accompanied by the chanting and singing of the monks, and the solemn and solemn feeling is infiltrated. When you come here, you will feel a sense of purity in your heart.

Ning Qingyun took her daughter from Xiao Feng's arms, Xiao Feng said: "Qingyun, don't make your daughter cry."

Duan Yu stepped forward, made a face at the child in Qing Yun's arms, and went up with Xiao Feng to meet the monk guarding the door.It may have been notified earlier, or it may be Xiao Feng's iconic face.In short, after a while, Abbot Xuanci came out with several eminent monks of the Xuanci generation.

"Master Yu, benefactor Xiao." Abbot Xuanci clasped his hands together in salute when he saw these two.

Wu Xingyun on the side smiled and said, "You are the little monk Xuanci? Do you still remember me?" As soon as Wu Xingyun spoke, several eminent monks who followed Abbot Xuanci looked displeased, and one of the monks whose word Hui was slapped opened his mouth. Said, "Who are you, you are so rude, called the abbot of this temple, little monk."

After Wu Xingyun experienced so many things, his fiery and surly temper has also subsided a lot.Besides, she was in a good mood today, she pinched her fingers, and said slowly: "Ling, Xuan, Hui, Xu. Well, 80 years ago, when I came to your temple with my master Xiaoyaozi as a guest, you monks and monks of the Ling generation As far as I am of the same generation, my monk named Xuan is a young monk, so what's wrong?"

After hearing Wu Xingyun's words, all the monks in Shaolin Temple suddenly noticed that there was something wrong in Wu Xingyun's voice.They were all distracted by her words before, but now they have drawn their attention back.

All the monks were astonished, all stared at Wu Xingyun, tongue-tied and speechless.

Wu Xingyun glanced at them, and said with a smile: "That's right, the monks of the Lingzi generation have all sat down now. Time is not forgiving, and it will be a hundred years in the blink of an eye." Her mournful tone immediately made all the monks They all bowed their heads in silence.

Abbot Xuanci was stunned for a while, and seemed to recall something again. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly an old monk with white eyebrows and beard came out from the gate of the temple, with a young monk supporting him.He faltered and was inconvenient.But all the monks respected him very much when they saw him come out.

"My old man is Xuan Xing. Dare I ask if the benefactor is the eldest disciple who sat down by Daoist Xiaoyao back then?" He walked down the steps, stood in front of Wu Xingyun, looked at her carefully, and asked quite excitedly.

Wu Xingyun was also looking at him, and the vicissitudes of life in his eyes made all the onlookers fall silent.

"Xuan Xing? I remember." Wu Xingyun suddenly smiled, "A disciple of Monk Lingzhi, right? Back then you and I debated Taoism and Buddha. It's been a long time. At that time, you were just a handyman. My little monk. Ah, in a blink of an eye you will grow old like this."

"Wu Benefactor, I remember, I remember. In a blink of an eye, it will be a hundred years, and I never thought we would see each other again." Xuan Xing said quite excitedly, and even said, "Brother Abbot, this is Xiaoyao Daoist who debated with the ancestors and seniors back then. The eldest disciple Wu Shizhu who is sitting down, indeed came to our Shaolin Temple 80 years ago."

The monks listened to the conversation between the two of them, and when they were curious and surprised, they were even more moved.

Xiaoyao Zhenren, 80 years ago, a girl gave birth to an old man's voice.this kind of weird

A hundred years ago, one of the former friends was still a girl, and the other was already a vicissitudes of life. This kind of contrast after the passage of time made all the monks curious.

Shaolin Temple does not allow female guests to enter, but Wu Xingyun and Ning Qingyun's identities are sufficient, and when Wu Xingyun came today, Abbot Xuanci had no reason to stop him, so he quickly invited everyone into the temple.

As soon as he entered the temple, Wu Xingyun began to look around, and sighed as he walked: "It still hasn't changed much, it's not much different from 80 years ago, but the old man is gone." The voice was very soft, but everyone seemed to feel sad .

Not far away, the Daxiong Palace stands majestically.

Wu Xingyun sat down beside the stone table in the shade not far from the main hall, and said: "Xuanci, you don't have to worry about it, just sit here, and Xuanxing will come over too. I won't go in either, today I'm here, just for the sake of Xu Zhu, the head of my Xiaoyao Sect." Wu Xingyun has always been straight to the point when she does things, and she will never be so twisted and twisted.

Ning Qingyun hugged the child, and also sat down at the stone table unceremoniously.

In the blink of an eye, those younger monks cleverly brought stools and chairs for the elder monks to use.