"This...this..."

"Following the general principles, any of these martial arts is enough to support a sect, since it is randomly discarded on the ground."

"Hunyuan Boy's Achievement!"

"Tiangang Boy's Achievement!"

"Xihe Sword Artifact!"

"Kunlun Flame Palm!"

"There are so many martial arts that I have never heard of, and I have never seen!

...

Jiumozhi was shocked by the scene in front of him!

Around the hall, there are densely packed rice paper. Each piece is rolled into a roll-up shape, with the name of martial arts written in large characters on the title page, and the general outline of martial arts is written in small regular script under the name.

"There are so many martial arts secrets hidden in Zhenwu Palace, I can't imagine it! The Murong family has hidden countless martial arts secrets, which is why they are proficient in the martial arts of hundreds of schools, but compared with this, they are probably a witch."

"Especially, there seems to be no martial arts book here!"

Jiumozhi was lying around, and his ten fingers were trembling with excitement. For a martial arts practitioner, seeing so many martial arts secrets is like a greedy person. When he saw the gold and jewelry piled up in mountains, who could still move?

Who can not develop a monopoly for it?

However, this thought was just flashing in my heart and I didn't dare to take action.

The martial arts master of Zhenwu Palace has reached an unimaginable state, and who can cause trouble under his nose?

Jiumozhi dared not gamble.

"But, this young man?" Jiumozhi looked at Dugu Qiubai quietly, his eyes flashing.

He clearly remembered that the Lord of Zhenwu Palace said that each person could only choose one copy, but this young man in black seemed to have opened several secrets when he came in.

What's going on?

Isn’t everyone only able to choose one? Why can this teenager watch it at will?

Jiumozhi smiled: "This little donor, the palace master said that each person can only copy one. How can you not obey the instructions and observe it at will?"

Dugu Qiubai didn't raise his head, and he was silent for a while and said quietly: "I am an exception."

exception?

Jiumo Zhixin said, "Can this young man have something to do with the Lord of Zhenwu Palace? Depending on his age, could he be his son?"

He looked curious and asked, "Is it possible that the little donor has anything to do with the palace master?"

Dugu Qiubai Dandan said, "I am his disciple!"

Did the Lord of Zhenwu accept a disciple?

Jiumozhi was even more surprised and couldn't help but say, "The little donor is actually the disciple of the Lord of Zhenwu Palace. No wonder he has such an opportunity to observe the martial arts in the palace at will!"

Dugu Qiubai heard the temptation and sourness in his words.

Dan Dan said, "I can only read, not learn."

Can you only watch but not learn?

What does it mean?

I've read it all, isn't it easy to learn?

Jiumo Zhiqi said: "Does the palace master not allow the little donor to learn martial arts in the hall?"

Dugu Qiubai said the two words "Not bad!" with great vocalization.

"Why?" Jiumozhi asked again.

Dugu Qiubai decisively said: "I can only go my own way!"

Jiumozhi heard this sentence in his ears, like a dull bell ringing in his heart.

The sound is like a big bell, dispelling a little fog in my heart.

Your own way?

Your own way?

Go your own way!

You can only go your own way.

Jiumozhi subconsciously chanted these words, and his emotions kept changing as he chanted. The tone and emotions he chanted were different every time.

From doubt to self-question, from sigh to firmness.

It seems to have some understanding.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly I heard him sigh.

"It's well said, it's well said. If you have your own path, you can only walk your own path. The young monk has been practicing martial arts for decades, but he has not figured out this truth. He has been pursuing other people's martial arts and walking other people's paths. The young monk understood, and the young monk finally understood."

Speaking of the latter, Jiumozhi was in high spirits.

He suddenly folded his hands together and bent down to bow to Dugu Qiubai: "Thank you for your advice. If it weren't for your words, the little monk wouldn't know when he would be obsessed with it."

Dugu Qiubai didn't expect that he would suddenly become enlightened.

Hearing this, he pondered for a moment and said, "The master has great wisdom, and enlightenment is a matter of time, no need to be polite."

Jiumozhi smiled bitterly and said, "The little monk has no great wisdom! Today, the palace master broke the little monk's pride and gave me some advice. He originally had the intention to guide the little monk back to justice. Unfortunately, the little monk was still obsessed with his heart and could not understand it. He actually regarded the palace master's golden and jade words as a mustard, which was a great sin."

"I feel greedy when I see the martial arts secrets in the palace. It's sad and lamentable."

Jiumozhi shook his head.

"If the little donor hadn't woken up with a word, he would have his own way, and sooner or later, the little monk would sink into the devil's way and would not know it."

With a thought, Jiumozhi's delusion was gone. The solemn expression on his face also changed from false to reality.

His face is shining, and his unique appearance is precious.

"The master has achieved great enlightenment, and I can congratulate you! Dugu congratulate you!" Dugu Qiubai also sincerely praised this situation.

He was obsessed with martial arts and swordsmanship. When he saw those who were compatriots taking a step further, he naturally felt a sense of cherishing each other.

"So the little donor is called Dugu!" Jiumozhi smiled.

"Dugu is my own name. Master named me and asked me for defeat. My name is Dugu...seek for defeat!"

Dugu Qiubai!

What a domineering and arrogant name.

"The Lord of the Palace gave this name to Mr. Dugu, I believe he must have high expectations for you!"

"Dugu will naturally live up to his reputation!" Dugu Qiubai said seriously.

Jiumozhi nodded: "The little monk will not disturb my friend Dugu's reading!"

After saying that, Jiumozhi turned around and walked out. Knowing that there were countless martial arts in the hall, he was not at all nostalgic at this moment.

Dugu Qiubai stared at his back and asked, "Master, have you not chosen a secret book yet?"

Jiumozhi stopped for a while, smiled with his back on his back, "The little monk has hundreds of martial arts. If one more, it's just that. The greed of the past leaves him with many hidden dangers. The little monk is going to find his own path."

After saying that, he stepped out of the hall gate without looking back.

Lin Pingzhi was still standing on the edge of the top, holding his hands behind his back, and his clothes were swaying, as he seemed to be about to fly away by the wind.

Jiumozhi walked forward and clasped his hands together and said, "The little monk was dull. At first, he did not understand the great meaning of the palace master. Now, after being guided by Dugu's friend, he finally realized it."

"If the Ming King can realize that yesterday's mistakes will surely lead to the consequences of the future. On the road, we have one more person, which is a happy congratulations!"

Lin Pingzhi turned around and smiled.

"One step is a thousand miles away. The little monk has not yet found his own way, and he has many hidden dangers. He is really unsure whether he can see the truth."

Jiumozhi has eliminated his delusion and has a pure mind. He can finally see himself and clearly see all the hidden dangers in him.

"If the Ming King can master the Buddhist path, he will become a family. He will be able to escape from the cage and lead to the world."

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

Jiumozhi has three difficult words: "Lian Dao"!

The achievements of Buddhism and Taoism are all Mahayana. It is more difficult to integrate these two essences into one and achieve one's own words than to uniquely exploit one's own way.

"The Buddha saw that three thousand were destroyed, and he died of life. The Tao saw that all things were destroyed, and the killing began to begin. The Confucians saw that the world was ruined, and the life was restored to one."

"The predecessors can integrate the way of Buddha and demons. The Ming King has great opportunities, so he should live in a desperate situation!"

"Thank you for your advice from the Lord."

As the two of them talked, a group of people they had already seen climbed to the top!

"Can King Ming help me entertain these people!" Lin Pingzhi pointed to a group of people who shouted at him.

"I wish to serve the palace master!" Jiumozhi clasped his hands together.
To be continued...