Chapter 480

What he Xie is waiting for is xuanbei's unkind request, so he must talk about it.

At this time, xuanbei was helpless. Unless he had to, he would never want to tell he Xie about it.

It's not that he doesn't believe he Xie. He Xie saved his life today and offered to send him back to Shaolin. Xuan Bei really cherishes talent for such a righteous young man. He can't bear to go to danger for irrelevant things.

However, the enemy is strong and has been planning secretly for a long time. Dali Duan's family is in danger. A little carelessness is the disaster of overturning. At that time, the country will be broken and chaotic, and I don't know how many people will be displaced.

At that moment, xuanbei inquired him about the news that the four villains were going to deal with Duan's family in Dali. He told him what heresy.

The old monk also learned about this by chance. His knowledge is very unknown. He only knows that the four villains are coming, but when they will come, whether they are the first class Hall of Xixia or the only four of them, I don't know.

Finally, xuanbei said sincerely, "this matter has nothing to do with benefactor he, but Duan's family is the foundation of Dali. If he is robbed, I'm afraid the people will be in trouble from now on. I'm seriously injured and chased by a mysterious man. This smelly skin bag is nothing, but if Duan is unprepared because I can't report, it will be a great crime. "

"I see," He Xie nodded slowly. "Master has a heart of compassion. He is really a model in Wulin. I am duty bound to do something for the right way in Wulin since I know this."

Xuanbei smiled heartily, put his hands together and bowed slightly: "so, I will replace thousands of people in Dali. Thank you, benefactor he."

"It's late today, and it's easy to be taken advantage of by thieves when walking at night." He Yidao said, "why don't we take a break here for one night and just allow the younger generation to heal the master. It's not too late to leave early tomorrow morning."

Xuanbei thought a little and said, "well, sharpening the knife will not miss the firewood cutting skill. But you don't have to heal. Benefactor, you don't have to waste your qi for me. "

He Xie thought for a moment and said, "here's a little trick for healing. If you don't think it's vulgar, you might as well listen to it."

"Oh?" Xuanbei was surprised, "please say it, benefactor."

"Hang the curtain to observe the heart, the kidney and the upper one-third of an inch. Don't leave. Don't forget not to help. In the other's Qi, it is long and Yang. Call it to the top, not to the heart, suck it to the bottom, not to the kidney. One closing, one opening, one coming, one going, one seven, two seven, naturally gradually two kidney fire steaming, Dantian gas is warm, the breath does not need to be adjusted, and the gas does not need to be refined... "

He Xie slowly recited a pithy formula. Xuanbei was still listening at the beginning, but when he heard "line one seven", his complexion became suspicious and uncertain. After listening to a few more words, xuanbei was startled!

What's this dirty trick? This is obviously a very clever internal mental skill!

"What benefactor, stay!" Xuanbei hurriedly shouted, "this skill is extremely exquisite. It must be the secret of the benefactor's school. It must not be passed on to me. I swear by the Buddha that I will never pass on the mental skill recited by the benefactor before. If I break this oath..."

"Master!" He Xie stretched out his hand to stop the old monk, "master, you don't have to."

What he recited is indeed an internal skill, which is the secret of Mount Hengshan sect in Xiaoao's world. It has a strong healing effect. It is also a Buddhist martial art. He Xie studied this skill, but he hasn't practiced it because it is inconsistent with his own martial arts.

"Can't you hear that this skill is a Buddhist internal mental skill?" He Xie said with a smile, "I learned this skill by exchanging martial arts with my friends. It's no secret. My friend is not here, and there's nothing to avoid. What's more, together with martial arts, communication is important to promote each other. This martial arts is useless. Why not spread it to useful people? "

"This..." Xuan's sad look was very complex, a burst of blue and a burst of red. For a long time, the old monk said with shame: "benefactor, you have a grand mind and a bright moon. I'm really ashamed!"

Shame is right!

I'll plant you a seed first.

He Xie smiled and then recited the mantra. This time the old monk didn't refuse.

It's conceivable that the xuanzi generation's eminent monk will soon spread his popularity in the Wulin.

Young Xia he, who is righteous and magnanimous.

Sounds good

It's naive for jiumo Zhi to think that he can get fame after defeating xuanbei.

For one thing, xuanbei will not tell people everywhere that I was defeated by a Lama.

Second, he Xie, who watched the war, certainly wouldn't publicize it, otherwise he would offend Shaolin.

So, the right way to pretend to force

No, he Xie doesn't pretend to be forced. It's the right way to increase reputation. He is always crazy about the story NPC.

That night, they didn't go to the meditation room to rest, but rested in the Buddha Hall in case Murong Bo came back and broke one by one.

Xuanbei heals wounds according to the mind method of the Beiyue Hengshan sect. The effect is satisfactory. He Xie showed the small Wuxiang power tool, pretended to take it out of his arms and studied it carefully.

Read the secret script three times word by word and sentence by sentence, and the meaning is clear to his mind. He Xie thinks that this skill is really not what he expected. As an internal mental skill of Xiaoyao sect, although it is exquisite and strange, it is not as good as Beiming divine skill, even compared with the Yi Jin Jing of Xiaoao world.

After reading it three times, he Xie could not help frowning.

This skill... Seems to have profound meaning.

He closed the script and pondered it carefully, but he couldn't think of a reason. He simply opened the script and continued to study it again and again.

I was speechless all night.

At dawn the next day, xuanbei gave a long cry and stood up in high spirits.

As soon as the old monk looked back, he Xie looked tired. He seemed to be awakened by him and was frowning.

Xuanbei hurriedly folded his palms. He first smiled with apology, and then said with joy and gratitude: "the divine skill given by benefactor he is really magical. I was determined not to be injured for a few months. I didn't think it would be better if it was only one night."

The old monk was very grateful. He Xie first saved his life and gave him healing skills. This kindness and virtue made him owe great cause and effect.

"The master's deep internal power is the main reason." He Xie smiled, grew up and barely got up. "Master xuanbei, emergency is like fire fighting. Let's go now."

Xuanbei looked at He Xie carefully and said with a smile, "benefactor, with your cultivation, even if you don't sleep all night, you won't be so tired. Looking at the appearance of benefactor, it's obviously caused by overwork. Did benefactor encounter something difficult to solve? "

"It's because I met some puzzles in the lower martial arts, but I couldn't think of the results." He Xie reluctantly smiled.

He never thought that a small non phasic work, which was not so important to him, would bring him so much trouble.

"Oh? Benefactor, can you tell me conveniently? " Xuanbei said with a smile, "I'm crazy. Maybe I can explain why benefactor wants to know more."

He Xie thought for a moment and said, "master, if something comes out of nothing, where does it come from?"

"This is a Taoist saying..." Xuan Bei thought slightly.