Chapter 159

"Well... Does it look like this double is a success?"

At the end of the discussion, guiyifayan specially left shanseng Zhengfang. Immediately, the original shanseng Zhengfang changed greatly. Looking at the guiyifayan whose face became numb above, he touched his chin.

Now this "ghost eye" is naturally Wu Ming's disguise with Teng Yong.

Because he is also a level 3 master, and his strong temperament is very obvious. Combined with Wu Ming's blood breath, he can't even see these closest warriors, but he can use it.

"And... At the beginning of the production, we left the dark hand, the double shadow warrior, and the second form, the mountain monk Zhengfang! When necessary, he can be changed to be a monk, and I will continue to be a housekeeper... It's very convenient to switch back and forth, and better cover up, so that the monk can find a reason to shut up... "

After the preparation, Wu Ming came to the newly built "instinct Temple" with a ghost eye.

"This name... Is my bad taste again..."

Wu Ming wanted to laugh, but when he wanted to maintain the posture of a generation of eminent monks, he forced himself to hold back.

"Gui Wan Meng, Tian Cao Shi Lang!"

After entering the temple, it is natural for a ghost to take the lead and summon two boys: "this is the mountain monk Zhengfang, the future host of instinct temple. You must respect him, just as you respect me."

"See you, my Lord!"

The two children immediately bowed down and took a furtive look. They felt that the mountain monk Zhengfang was kind-hearted, not the kind of man with the dignity of King Kong and Shura. They reluctantly let go.

"Cough..."

At this time, Wu Ming manipulated the eye of the ghost, coughed again, and said solemnly: "the ghost pill is fierce! This mountain monk, master Zhengfang, is also the teacher I invited for you. He will teach you the art of war, strategy, yin and Yang, ninja, as well as the noble way of flower arrangement and tea art. He is a profound scholar, and even I admire his attainments in these two aspects! "

"Teacher!"

Ghost pill fierce salute again, voice with desire.

"Very good... I will try my best to give all I have learned to master guiwanmeng..."

Wu Minggao announced a Dharma name, and then glanced at the nearby Tian Cao Shi Lang: "of course... The one next to you can also attend the class..."

The expression of joy immediately appeared on Tiancao Shilang's face. Even guimaru Meng was happy for this companion's opportunity.

Next, Wu Ming naturally didn't want to continue singing oboe and let the ghost leave, but he stayed and looked at the ghost pill in front of him.

"I have learned everything, including the art of war, strategy, yin and Yang, calligraphy, tea ceremony, camellia and so on... Where do you want to learn from

"The art of war, of course!"

The ghost pill fiercely clenches a fist, reply a way without hesitation.

"Learning the art of war... Is a very painful process. Are you ready?"

"Don't worry! Teacher, I already have this consciousness

Ghost pill Meng Mou son is firm, the blood that carries, as well as the hatred that the family continues, still have the pursuit of these years, the life that is full of exile, already made him grow up quickly.

"Very good... I summed up the art of war, strategy, yin and Yang that I had practiced all my life and edited it into a volume, which is named" five wheel book ". It is divided into five parts: the volume of earth, the volume of fire, the volume of wind, the volume of water, and the final volume of emptiness. From today on, I will teach it to you! Of course, Tiancao Shilang can also listen in. How much you can get depends on your own understanding... "

"Ha

Ghost pill fierce and day grass 14 Lang are excited to agree to come down.

"Now... Go to prepare lunch first, and in the afternoon, start practicing formally. It's very hard..."

Wu Ming watched the two kids leave with a smile, and his eyes turned dark again.

This so-called "wulunshu" was naturally made up by him, but he combined his collection of Fusang martial arts, yin and Yang skills, and ninja skills, and finally added a collection of his own imagination.

In addition, a lot of private goods have been mixed in.

If it's useful, it's certainly useful. In Wu Ming's opinion, it's at least a third-order classic.

The so-called third level is also his own division. Based on the maximum potential that the secret collection can cultivate, the limit of the third level of wulunshu is naturally the third level.

After all, Wu Ming is also a real person of the third level of Taoism and Dharma. It is impossible for him to create the fourth level of Scripture, even if there are other references, unless he is promoted to the Heavenly Master.

In fact, Wu Ming didn't show much kindness to teach guimaru Meng and tiancaoshilang's wulunshu, because the control method is the same as that of the forbearance swordsman.

The more you immerse yourself in it, the more you will be under his control.

It's just that it won't make people crazy and lose their sense. It's also close to gentle wind and light rain in terms of means, which is much better than the simple and rude forbearance swordsman.

"However, it's a small way to ambush the hidden hand, exert spiritual influence every day, and plant the brand of control. The real way is to lock it up with emotion..."

Wu Ming touched his chin: "how about taking him as an adopted son? Or... Just find an adopted daughter and marry him again... "

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In the afternoon, the instinct temple is bathed in the sun. There are fallen leaves in the garden, which makes it warm and genial.

Guimaru Meng and tiancaoshilang sit on their knees in front of Wu Ming, listening attentively.

"The book of five wheels written by poor monk, the volume of the earth, is about the cultivation of warrior's way and kendo; There is also the volume of water, which is the most flexible and soft thing. It contains unchanging truth in all changes. Therefore, this volume is about Yin and Yang and Ninjutsu; The volume of wind is about the acquisition of intelligence, the geography and general situation of the whole world, and the art of war of various Kendo schools. "

"And the volume of fire..."

At this point, a strange smile appeared on Wu Ming's face: "what is recorded above is the method of marching and the first battle tactics in the world!"

"No.1 in the world?"

The two kids were really frightened, and the ghost pill's fierce eyes were even more yearning: "what's that tactic?"

"The poor monk named this tactic the battle of iron cannon and blunderbuss! If you succeed, you will be able to conquer the world and win a hundred battles! "

Wu Ming has a smile on his lips.

In fact, it means firearms. As a person of previous life, there are still some fantastic ideas and ambiguous knowledge.

However, Dazhou world is far more developed than Fusang world, and there have been primitive firearms for a long time. If Wu Ming takes them out again, one is eye-catching, the other is easy to be imitated, and there is no time.

But in Fusang world, it's different.

With status and power, and for a long time, Wu Ming also gathered craftsmen and worked out something.

Now, it's time to experiment with this apprentice.

Those who hold power must hold power, otherwise it will be turmoil!

The birth of firearms means that people who pull the trigger with their fingers can gain strength, comparable to warriors who have been trained for many years!

What kind of changes will be brought by the powerful power of the bottom?

Wu Ming is looking forward to this.

"According to my research, there are too many supernatural forces in this world. The development of ordinary firearms to the limit can be compared with the first level peak, which is the highest... Although it will cause certain social unrest, it is not optimistic about the impact on the second and third level masters and even the rule of the whole Shinto."

"However, the first-class transcendents are the foundation and the largest number of people... The changes here may serve as a preview of the grand week and even other transcendental worlds..."

Wu Ming's mind is very big, far from being limited to Fusang world.

"Iron gun, big gun? What is that? "

Guimaru is confused. If he wants to defeat Yuanping's army, he must have a strong force, which makes him full of interest in this tactic, which is known as the number one in the world.

"It's the power of fire... It represents the extraordinary power of aggression like fire, destroying everything. More importantly, it can be easily controlled by mortals..."

Wu minglue explained the function of firearms, and immediately made guiwan's eyes shine: "I want to learn this!"

"Well, I'll teach you the volume of fire together with the art of war!"

Wu Ming jaw head: "and the last empty volume... Alas..."

"What about the empty volume?"

Ghost pill fiercely grasps double fists, nervously asks a way.

"The last volume of emptiness is about the way of Dharma and impossibility. It is the summary of the poor monk's life. Emptiness has no beginning and no end, no inside and no outside. Because of emptiness, it is not bound by any external things, and can enter it and come out of it. Whether you can practice or not depends on your talent.... "

Wu Ming seems to be sighing, but in fact, this is the control method he has made for guiwan. As long as he is obsessed with it, he will unconsciously control it.

"Empty? Is there law or not? "

There was a trace of doubt in guiwan's fierce eyes.

"All actions are like dreams, like bubbles, like dew, like electricity. We should observe them like this!"

Taking advantage of this lost opportunity, Wu Ming recites the truth, such as Huang zhongdalu, which is thought-provoking, goes straight to the heart, and plants a seed firmly in guiwanmeng's heart.

"When it comes to brainwashing and control, Taoism can't catch up with Brahman."

Meanwhile, make complaints about the Buddha's nature on the fierce face of Wu Ming's ghost, and he is also secretly Tucao: "and... It's also a precaution to transfer attention and cause and effect."

If one day, xuzuo's man finds that it's not right, but because of this arrangement, he draws his attention to the eminent monks of Brahman, Wu Ming will wake up in his dreams.

Not only the ghost pill is fierce, but also the Tiancao Shilang beside him. Tears emerge from the corner of his eyes and he bows to the ground respectfully.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming was a little happy at first, and then a little awe inspiring. He knew that he had a long way to go（ (to be continued.)