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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 183

Published at 9th of June 2022 08:11:10 AM


Chapter 183

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"Brother song, why is your face so ugly?" Zhong Ling, seeing that he was gloomy, asked with concern.

"It's nothing. I just think of something unhappy." Song Qingshu grinned.

"Huibu wants to unite with the Ming religion, so we can inform the master in time Qu Feiyan was stunned when she finished. She admired her master all the time, but she didn't expect that the other side gave her to another man. Although the man didn't seem to know it, he subconsciously read song Qingshu's face. Qu Feiyan blushed when he was sad: on weekdays, he's not an elm head. Why is he so backward in this matter

"They won't be able to unite for a while. The most urgent thing is to go to the secret sect first. If I can recover my skills and combine with your leader's double swords, it doesn't matter what Zhang Wuji is." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.

Listen to him say so, Qu Feiyan only feel very depressed: "childe, before I said to get to Ningma temple as soon as possible, but you just want to visit Mount Emei."

"Just by the way, Mount Emei is of special significance to me..." Song Qingshu sighed, and without waiting for the two girls to ask questions, he took them down the mountain.

"Brother song, that woman has disappeared. How can you take advantage of us?"

"Young master, please don't put your hand on my waist."

……

After leaving Mt. Emei, they went to Ya'an City nearby. After full preparation, they crossed Erlang Mountain westward, Dadu River, Yalong River and Jinsha River in turn, and entered Tibet in Batang city. Then they took a rest in Mangkang city on the road. After a day's rest, they crossed Lancang River and taniantaweng mountain range, and came to Zuogong city near Nujiang River. Local residents helped them, Over the Tanggula mountains, all the way through Basu, Bomi, Linzhi, Mozhugongka, Dazi, finally arrived at Ningma temple.

"Oh! How dangerous! It's hard to get to the top of the sky because of the difficulty of the Shu Road. I'm sure Li Taibai has never been to Tibet. " There were many dangers along the way, and he almost died in the snow mountains and rivers several times. Song Qingshu still had a lingering fear when he recalled this time.

Zhong Ling's little face was also a little pale. He regretted that he should not have followed him several times. No matter how terrible the Blue Phoenix was, it was no better than the power of nature.

Qu Feiyan felt the same way, and finally understood why the master sent her to escort song Qingshu. With his lost body, he must have died on the way, and he couldn't survive until now. "Young master, I'm afraid Li Taibai has been to Tibet. Wulin legend has it that Li Bai claims to be three Immortals: Jiuxian ranked first, Shixian ranked second, and Jianxian ranked third. Of course, for those of us in the Wulin, Jiuxian Shixian doesn't matter. On the contrary, Jianxian can arouse people's interest. It is said that he once went deep into Kunlun and fought with Jiutian Xuannv in Kunlun fairyland. Whether it is true or not is unknown. "

"Nine days Xuannv?" Song Qingshu was stunned, dumbfounded, and said, "do you believe this?"

Qu Feiyan didn't smile. Instead, he said solemnly: "I didn't believe it at first, but a few years ago, master heimuya asked me to sort out the notes of Wulin predecessors. By chance, I found that the records of several Wulin predecessors had all vowed to meet this nine heaven Xuannv. They lived hundreds of years apart, and they couldn't communicate with each other, However, their descriptions of the nine heaven Xuannv are similar. "

"Such a wonder?" Song Qingshu suddenly became interested. Ever since he crossed the world, he had a little more awe for ghosts and gods. He quickly asked, "what kind of nine heaven Xuannv are they recording?"

"Holding a green bamboo stick and a green dress, he looks as innocent and romantic as a girl, but his martial arts are as terrible as ghosts and gods. You should know that none of those martial arts masters are the best in the world. They can make everyone feel like ashes and despair. Who else can they be besides immortals?" Qu Feiyan can still feel the shock of seeing these notes that day.

"The theory of nine heaven Xuannv is too illusory. I went to Kunlun several times in my early years, but I didn't see any nine heaven Xuannv." A Buddha's name came, and jiumozhi came over with a smile.

"How is the national teacher for a few days?" When he met an old friend in a foreign land, song Qingshu inevitably felt a little kind.

"The last time I got a word from Song Qingshu, I felt like I was at the top of my mind. After I came back, I studied Buddhism and finally cleared up the magic barrier in my body." jiumo's spirit was introverted, and his skill was obviously better. Looking at Song Qingshu's face, I couldn't help worrying: "I just heard from a distance that my son was not breathing well. I thought I was worried. Now I have a look, The injury on the young master is very serious. I don't know why you are reduced to the present situation? "

"It's a long story," Song Qingshu said with a wry smile. "In short, I was greedy for a moment and practiced one Yin and one Yang martial arts at the same time. As a result, I was invaded by the Qi of a top expert Zhigang Zhiyang, which broke the balance of yin and Yang in my body, leading to the loss of internal skills and the risk of death at any time."

"What a master can hurt you like this?" Jiumozhi is very clear about song Qingshu's martial arts. Although he is still lacking in fire, there are few people in the world who can surpass him.

"Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Ming religion." Speaking of the name, song Qingshu's expression gradually turned cold.

"So it's him," he said, comforting him a few words. Then he asked, "the young master is seriously injured, but he has come to Tubo thousands of miles away. I don't know why?"

"The eastern leader has also checked my injuries. She said that in addition to the xisui Sutra of Shaolin Temple, only a special skill of Tantric school can save my life." At this time, song Qingshu still knew nothing about that skill, so he could not help but feel nervous.

"The xisui Sutra of Shaolin Temple is naturally the best way to reconcile Yin and Yang, but no one has really seen it for thousands of years. Whether it exists or not is still five or five," Jiu Mozhi said, looking down for a moment of meditation. "As for the tantric skill... Did the Eastern leader explain that it is the name of that skill, I'm stupid, I can't think of any other skill of Tantric school that can solve the problems in the childe's body. "

"The eastern leader never told me. He just said I would know when I got here." Song Qingshu had no choice but to show his hand.

"Why?" Jiumozhi once again filtered the martial arts classics of various schools of Tantric school. He was a genius of Tantric school. He was familiar with the martial arts of the Central Plains. Naturally, he was very familiar with the martial arts of his own schools. Finally, a forgotten name came into his mind, and his face suddenly gave birth to a strange smile.

"The national teacher thought of it?" Seeing his expression, song Qingshu asked happily.

"I probably know what the Oriental sect leader said, but it's not convenient for me to say. I'll wait until you come to Ningma temple to see the chance." Hatoyama said with a smile.

"What on earth are you doing?" Song Qingshu was suddenly depressed. "The East is like this, so are you, master."

Jiumozhi smiles and says nothing. He looks at the two girls on the side of Songqing's calligraphy, and his smile is even stronger: "since the last farewell, although the martial arts of the young master is not as good as before, the peach blossom luck seems to be on a higher level, which I admire."

Song Qingshu joked: "you are a monk, master. The Buddha will blame you for your good fortune."

Hatoyama chuckled: "this is your Central Plains Zen saying. What I practice is the esoteric Sutra of the sun and Vajrayana, and I don't have any concerns."

"The master of Buddhism is very advanced. I really shouldn't teach you how to teach. I hope the master of Buddhism can introduce me to Ningma temple." Song Qingshu knew that he was half a goner, but he didn't have the heart to talk with jiumozhi, so he stopped the topic wisely.

"Three, please follow me." Jiumozhi leads the three people to the temple gate.

Different from the Central Plains temples, the layout of Mizong temple is a little cramped, but the appearance is more magnificent. When they come to the temple gate, Zhong Ling and Qu Feiyan both stop.

"Why don't you stop?" Jiumozhi stopped and looked at them suspiciously.

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

Qu Feiyan nods her head. She has been wandering in the lake all the year round. Naturally, she knows that Shaolin Temple and other places do not allow female guests.

Jiumozhi understood this and immediately lost his smile: "our Tantric school doesn't have those rules. The two benefactors should come in together. Maybe you can help with the injury of song Gongzi later."

"Can we help, too?" Zhong Ling has self-knowledge and knows that her martial arts are not popular in the world. If she can help song Qingshu with internal injuries, she doesn't believe it.

Qu Feiyan has the same idea. She has absolutely no way to help her master. How can she help her?

"Of course!" Not willing to say more, he took them to a quiet room and said, "Mr. Song, please wait a moment. I'll tell the elders about you."

"I'm tired of the national teacher." Song Qingshu returned a gift. He was worried. His heart was too big and he had too many things in it. However, if he lost all his martial arts, it would be a bubble. Naturally, he was worried about gain and loss.

Song Qingshu and his three friends waited for sanzhuoxiang for a long time. Jiumozhi came in with a strange look. When he opened his mouth, he was startled: "Mr. Song, Mr. Lianhua wants to see you."

"Master lotus?" Song Qingshu was not calm at once. "Isn't that the lotus master of Ningma temple, who has been closed for decades or hundreds of years, and who is the national master of your generation?"

"Not bad!" Jiumozhi sighed, "young master, it's really good luck to get an interview from the senior. I've only seen him once or twice in the past few decades."

"Do I have the luck of the protagonist?"

Song Qing followed Jiu Mozhi around the temple oddly and came to a secluded courtyard. Jiu Mozhi made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Song, the grand master is inside, and the little monk won't go in."

"Thank you, national teacher." After Song Qingshu's reply, he walked slowly.




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