Chapter 108

Jue Guang sighed and took ten sets of DIZANGJING copied by hand for several months to Yigu bieyuan.

Lu Zhengkang asked him to put the scriptures on the couch.

The monk, with a sad face, put down the book and stuck in the same place, like a dark iron pillar.

"What do you want to say?"

The bald donkey said with a smile, "Buddha, have you ever heard of Xiangshu?"

"Mr. Xu said something." Lu Zhengkang continued to read the book of changes of plum blossom. "Why, the villain I met just now has something to do with Xiangshu?"

Jue Guang nodded, "that's what the abbot said. Did the Buddha also pay attention to the fight of just now?"

"I'm not deaf. I can't hear it."

"Master Abbot said that he told the monks to be vigilant. The origin of this evil cult is not small, and its residence is in the southeast of the capital. I'm afraid there will be conflicts in the future."

"Well."

He was not in high spirits, which made the monk a little worried. He turned to Xu ranxue and said, "Xu Xiucai, you have a sharp mouth. Let's talk about what Xiangshu means."

Now the scholar is being picked up by monks every day. He has already gone to other homes and his own home. However, he has accepted the favor of others. It's not good for him to show his face to the bad bald donkey. Can he still remember the quarrel between jueguang and him on the night of August 14.

So Mr. Xu reluctantly came over and went straight to Jue Guang's side. The monk turned his lips and took a few steps back, which was soft.

The scholar stood in front of Lu Zhengkang and cleared his throat, so Lu Zhengkang raised his head to listen.

"This Xiangshu is an ancient demon God. Since the written records, he has always been a disaster to the world, inducing people into evil and demons, and turning them into his minions." As soon as Xu ran Xue opened his mouth, he was very clear and organized. He was more eloquent than those martial artists.

"Once anyone is in a very sad mood, he or she is likely to fall into evil. Besides, it's incredible to hear that many witchcraft and evil methods can promote people to fall into evil.

"This demon is very arrogant, but it's still evil. It's said that a group of peerless experts who claim to be the descendants of Taiwu have appeared in the river and lake. They have a secret way to make people who lose their heart return to their nature. Later, they united with the major Wulin sects and elite families in the river and lake to suppress the demon at one stroke. After that, haiyanheqing.

"It's a pity that the good times don't last long. More than ten years ago, Xiangshu broke the seal and killed more than 30 emperors in nine years. The dynasties are changing. What is the song and Yuan Dynasties and which is the Ming and Qing Dynasties? Not to mention the mixed flow of Houliang, houtang and Xishu, I still remember that in one day, there were eight Royal banners in a city. It's really ugly. Qin and Han Dynasties, Yinmao and Wei dynasties, chensi and Jin and Sui dynasties, the end of the Tang Dynasty, shenyouxuhai, all the more strange. Now I feel helpless when I think about it. It shows that the immortals and demons are the source of troubled times. "

Jue Guang's eyes were wide open and sighed.

"Scholar, you used to be the pillar of the troupe."

When Xu ran Xue finished, he breathed out. Hearing the run of the bald donkey, he said with a faint smile, "it's just that he talked a lot, so he was a little more skilled."

Lu Zhengkang asked, "that's all?"

"Yes, that's the story. Of course, those behind are our own experiences." Jue Guang also nodded to show that he had no objection.

Lu Zhengkang thought, they don't know as much as I do.

"Abbot, do they know more about it?"

"Well, one thing should be considered as the inside story. At the beginning, all the sects and even those aristocratic families who fought against each other made an oath to Taiwu's descendants. When the future evil comes back, they will give all their martial arts to contemporary Taiwu to help them."

"Anything else?"

"I think it's gone. Master Abbot has never concealed this. The ancestral biography of the temple also mentions the past of the seal Xiangshu devil. Anyone who wants to see it can read it. I remember that. "

This time, Xu ran blood was also interested, "tell me about it."

The monk hopped out in a dry tone, saying, "the second ancestor is going. He can't beat Xiangshu ten times with his magic skill. When Taiwu's work is finished, he will fight this tusk with hundreds of good hands. Sealed in the wilderness under a pool, after the construction of the village, I name it

"No more?" The scholar blinked.

"No more." The monk nodded.

"What is that? Is it that you are good at Shaolin martial arts, or that your second ancestor is the best Xu Ran's blood raised its voice.

"Believe it or not, the records of all the parties are similar. They all say how extraordinary their ancestors are." Chueh Kuang said with a smile, "how can you tell clearly what happened in those years?"

Lu Zhengkang sighed and continued to read.

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This Spring Festival, Shaolin Temple atmosphere dignified, but also because of the snow is difficult to travel, so few Pilgrims, the huge temple seems cold and quiet.

For sun lichai, this Spring Festival is very precious. After all, she is about to leave her hometown soon. For a child, the journey is still a little heavy, not to mention whether she can have enough food and clothing in Yigu nunnery, and whether she can get along well with her teachers and sisters.

Such a terrible unknown, let her feel extremely disgusting unknown.

For sun lichai, everything is clear, that is the best, so she likes to learn and explore.Maybe learning is just a way to fill her fear.

She couldn't say what she was afraid of, or even felt that she was afraid of nothing, but those nightmares were inevitable.

The happiness of seeking knowledge is not important to her. The important thing is to forget those complicated thoughts after thinking.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Shangyuan Festival, everyone can get a bowl of sesame Yuanxiao when they go to Zhaitang for lunch. It's delicious with enough sugar.

After eating the Lantern Festival, Lu Zhengkang stood under the eaves of the wing room, looking at several plum blossoms in the corner.

Sun lichai, wearing thick cotton padded clothes, was carrying a string of firecrackers in her hand. Without lighting them, she dragged them to the ground. It was like a dead snake with red scales in her hand. She ran in the snow, leaving footprints. The firecrackers were sliding, leaving traces of snakes.

She ran all the time, panting, screaming loudly from time to time, her voice was clear, her body bumped and bumped, and her cry also followed.

The adults thought she was happy, and the children began to play.

Lu Zhengkang knew that she was afraid.

Until she was tired and everyone was tired.

Sun Li Chai stopped, moved to Lu Zheng Kang and sat down on the steps in front of him. Not far away, sun Wang murmured that the ground was cool, but he didn't dare to say it out loud after all.

Lu Zhengkang looked down at the little girl. She watched the snowflakes fall into her tracks.

Eight defeated lie on his shoulder, even if it is winter still alive.

"You're going to be able to practice the martial arts of the upper class in ten years." He thought in his heart, at least before the death of Babai, otherwise the immortal could not be saved.

Sun Li Chai gasped, "what is upper level martial arts?"

"At least, we have to interact with heaven and earth, seize the spirit, and reverse the internal force."

"Yes, I will."

A few monks eavesdropping on the other side grinned bitterly. Ordinary people practice martial arts like climbing to heaven. How can they say that it's so light? But the Bodhisattva is a man in heaven after all. If he says he can, he can.

Lu Zhengkang nodded carelessly, listening to the low chirp of insects.

The snow stopped.