Vol 2 Chapter 301: Wudang

"He may have encountered this. He may not have known ..."
Potter looked at Mu Longcheng's body in silence.
For thousands of years, the pursuit of the way forward, the search for the elders, from the Prince to the Prince, to the monks and wild roads, can be described as abounding.
The beggar club and the martial arts hall were also established in the stormy era three hundred years ago. However, the original intention is not the same. The martial arts hall is to strengthen the country and breed, assassinate foreigners, warlords, horse thieves.
Although the beggars have done the same thing, their hearts are different. They are looking for the way in the extreme danger.
This is also the reason for the differences between the two after the founding of the PRC.
Beggars will go overseas because Daxuan has no soil for them. The vast world, the Jedi, and the battlefield are the places they go.
To live for the Tao, but to die for the Tao.
This is true of Mu Longcheng, so is Yan Changsha, and so is he.
"This is Mulong City ..."
Su Jie's mood was difficult.
He has heard the legend of the richest man in his childhood since he was a child, and he has heard the story of the legend of martial arts since Xi Wu.
Such a character is so dead?
"What about Mu Longcheng? He is not a ..."
Potter sighed:
"Not God, I always want to die, when to die, how to die, there is nothing to care about ..."
After all, he stepped forward and stepped into the sight of everyone.
In the eyes of the crowd, Mu Longcheng's body was picked up and turned away.
Everyone looked at it without stopping it.
There is a saying in Daxuan that a person is dead, meaning that everything is dead, no matter how much grievances, it ends here.
"Amitabha."
Shi Xingwu sighed and looked at An Qisheng above the golden dome, his hands folded:
"What's your name, sir?"
This person, he is very strange, unknown name, but after today, he is the real name, the world-famous.
The big monk glanced.
This fat monk's body is bloated and enlarged, which does not seem to match the appearance of the martial arts. In fact, Wu learned that Baodan, fat and thin is not a problem at all. This fat monk's fat is his practice.
Looking at him, An Qisheng did not hide it:
"An Qisheng."
The spiritual practice in the sacred place is not something that can be found in a deep mountain or old forest.
Sooner or later, what's the difference?
Dragons can be large or small, soaring in the sky or deep in the swamp, but they are hidden in the swamp for a lifetime, even if they are dragons, no different from loach.
Do others doubt or guess?
so what?
I do n’t even have this kind of courage. What other longevity and what avenues are we talking about?
"An Qisheng ... is it you?"
Chewing on the name again, Shixing Wuxin was shocked: "You are the one who walks with Xinwu and Xinlu ......... Sir?"
"it's me."
An Qisheng sighed: "I regret the death of the two masters. It's just that each of these is not a word to be clear."
Shi Xinwu died miserably, and he was the only one to witness.
Unfortunately, he couldn't save two of them at that time.
"Who is that murderer?"
Shi Xingwu waved his hand to stop the other monks who wanted to speak, and asked again.
"He is famous for Zhengyang, from outside Xuanxing."
An Qisheng explained calmly.
He and Shi Xinwu, and Shi Xinlu, are considered to have the same friendship, and he is very sorry for their death.
"Beyond Xuanxing?"
Several monks looked at each other, some could not believe it.
Shi Xing nodded slightly, he has seen those videos.
"It's too late."
Jian Shixing Wu also wanted to ask again, and the human figure waved like a piercing impatience: "You can't see life or death if you practice in Shaolin Temple for many years."
"The Minister is wrong."
Shixing Wu slightly shook his head:
"Buddhism speaks great love, but monk is not Buddha, big love is difficult to achieve, little love is hard to give up, relatives and friends nephew still do n’t care, what about all beings? My own life and death, monks do not care much, but other than that,
Monks care. "
The fat monk talked a little bit softly, but Ci Feng was not humble. He answered the stranger, and bowed slightly towards An Qisheng: "Mr. An, the monk took the liberty."
"The two masters fought side by side with me, and I answered everything about the two masters."
An Qisheng didn't care, and took a brief look at Shi Xingwu:
"The master wanted to ask me about my strength. Why did it change so much?"
The death of Shi Xinwu is less than a month away now. His strength at that time will not be known to Shi Xinlong. Such a big change occurred in just one month. If there is no doubt, it is a strange thing. .
"Brave."
Shi Xingwu bowed again.
He couldn't believe that a person could change so dramatically in less than a month.
Even if he is a genius in nature, he can ignore the vigor until he sees God, but for a hundred days, there are no great masters in ancient and modern times.
He couldn't figure out how a master who couldn't be more than a month and a half ago could make such a big change in just half a month.
Not only was the fifth release, but Su Jie, who was not far away, as well as the peers who stood on top of the golden dome, also moved in their hearts.
"A lot of things are inconvenient to say. I can only say that the change is due to a locust token."
An Qisheng answered calmly.
As his plan unfolds and rebirth, the infinite cave will be known to others sooner or later.
He didn't care about being known.
This explanation is easier to accept than one who dreams.
As for believe it or not?
After he got the token himself, he naturally believed.
A locust token?
Everyone looked at each other.
What is the explanation?
"Huaimu token? Thank you for your confusion."
Others were horrified, but Shi Xingwu stood up, wondering whether to believe or not. He clasped his hands together to eleventh, said goodbye to the two, and turned away.
There were still doubts in the hearts of several other monks, but they could only persevere and follow him away.
It was a long walk before anyone asked.
The fifth release just said nothing.
No matter what kind of person An Qisheng used to be, now he is already the great master who met God and defeated Mu Longcheng's first master in the world.
Even if Xinwu answered some of his own questions, he couldn't find out.
Too late.
"This fat monk is the only one in Shaolin Temple who can make the old man look good."
Peer Taoist sighed at the disappearing monks.
The reputation of Daxuan martial arts and Shaolin Temple is definitely the largest, and the number is also the largest.
Unfortunately, most of them are no longer real monks, and this is one of them.
An Qisheng turned around and glanced at the dustman:
"Director Dao, I am here to borrow the Golden Temple."
"Golden Temple?"
The first person in Jingchen was a little surprised, then nodded: "If you want to use it, I'll let you know, but only in thunderstorm days."
Wudang Mountain is a 5A scenic spot with great influence. Even if it is him, it will only come in thunderstorm days.
After all, there are usually too many tourists, and if there is thunder every day, it will have a great impact.
A year is worth billions of dollars. He promised that the government would not agree ...
"That's natural."
An Qisheng nodded and understood the truth.
Wudang Mountain has its own Feng Shui array method. When it is critical, it does not use the golden dome.
"A lot of people have different eyes, so go to the place where Lao Dao usually lives."
Peerless people say nothing.
The two left Gold Dome one after the other.
At this time, many tourists who had been hiding in the Taihe Palace before already came towards the Golden Dome.
"Big news, absolutely big news! Madam, this is going to be posted!"
In front of Taihe Palace, a beautiful-looking woman held the camera in her hand, shaking with excitement.
Her name is Zhang Dandan, and she is a reporter for a television station. Although she is unknown, she cannot recognize Mulong City.
In the previous battle, she did not miss the whole picture, although it was vague, but the value was still great.
If it goes out, she will be famous in a moment.
You know, that's Mulong City!
"This lady."
Just as she was excited, two young priests stopped her: "Please give us your camera."
"What do you want to do?"
Zhang Dandan hugged the camera, and Yu Guang swept away. I saw a lot of Taoist priests. Wudang Mountain's staff had started to stop other tourists and deleted the previous pictures one by one.
"My job requires more understanding."
Those two priests had a good attitude and good skills.
How tightly Zhang Dandan was allowed to hold his camera was taken away.
She stomped angrily.
........
Peerless people are rich.
Not generally rich, but very rich.
Regardless of Wudangshan's industry ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Many of his disciples and disciples alone will have a lot of wealthy homes, and a lot of dignitaries will save a lot of money in order to see him.
But his residence has only three cottages.
Between the mountains, clear springs flow around the door, the bamboo forest is quiet, and the forest is overgrown with trees and trees. It sounds good, but ordinary people can't bear it.
Without him, it would be too inconvenient.
Stone table and stone chair, a cup of tea, two people sit together.
"The seventy-two peaks are facing the big top. Wudang Mountain is a heavenly fengshui blessing. Dao Chang lives here. It is really quiet."
An Qisheng gave a slight praise.
After seeing God, the physical spirit has been extremely strong, and the personal magnetic field is as good as mountains and rivers, which can easily cause thunder, and even the collision of magnetic fields can cause the human body to ignite spontaneously.
In the words of the ancients, it is because martial arts can be jealous of heaven, there will be thunder to hit you, fire to burn you, and wind to blow you.
Among some Taoist books, they are also called the three disasters.
The ancients had infinite wisdom, and in response to the three calamities, many methods of avoiding robberies have evolved, and the Feng Shui array method is one of them.
"Xiaoyou said with anger and anger, which made the old way dry."
The man said with a smile, saying:
"Is it related to the ancient scripture of Huang Ting, which has a record of 36,000 gods in someone's body?"
"It does matter."
An Qisheng held up the tea cup and slowly said:
"People have gods, 36,000, but they can only refer to them. Seeing God can see the gods in the body, they can repair minor injuries and maintain the peak state forever. However, if you go further, let the body gods and the self-hui ... ....
It is another world. "
"How do they fit together?"
The dusty man's eyes are slightly bright.
An Qisheng put down the tea cup:
"Oh!"
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