Mo Feng Bo, the unique skill of Di Bang, originates from Buddhism, integrates with Tao, understands the principles of yin and yang, subdues demons, imprisons immortals and canonize gods!
Is this something to be happy about?
Of course it’s something to be happy about if you can practice the unique skills of Dibang, but the question is, what if you use Tai Chi instead? Are you still happy?
dream space
Zuo Zhou collapsed and cried loudly, beating his limbs on the ground indiscriminately, which fully demonstrated how disgusting and nauseating a man can be when he acts cute and coquettish.
Zhang Junbao scratched the back of his head with helplessness on his face, "It's not that I didn't teach carefully, it's just that I found that there seems to be a kind of martial arts true meaning in you, which is extreme, crazy, and full of destruction. I originally wanted to use the true meaning of Tai Chi to get rid of it, but...
I found that even I almost fell into it.”
Zuo Zhou stopped pouring tears. Of course he didn't blame Zhang Junbao. He could only say that he had no connection with Tai Chi. The scene of the collapse of the universe filled his soul with the smell of destruction, which of course did no harm to himself. But it did
It is not very compatible with Tai Chi.
"Tai Chi emphasizes the harmony of life and death, and the balance of yin and yang, just like Buddhism has two sayings: compassion and vajra anger. But what you are doing is too extreme, far beyond the scope of Tai Chi."
Zhang Junbao sighed and looked at Zuo Zhou with a worried look. No matter whether it is good or evil, it is not a good thing if it is too extreme. The more persistent a person is, the easier it is to become possessed from a certain perspective, and Zuo Zhou is undoubtedly
He is already on the verge of becoming possessed.
"If I hadn't been very familiar with you, I would have almost thought you were an undercover agent of the Demon Sect lurking in the imperial court."
Zuo Zhou curled his lips. From a blood perspective, you have told the truth... "Forget it, if you can't learn it, you can't learn it. Anyway, I'm not interested in that kind of slow boxing. As a man, you just have to be fast, accurate and ruthless!"
Zhang Junbao looked at Zuo Zhou's awkward expression and wanted to laugh. He thought for a moment and said, "Since you can't learn Tai Chi, I won't stay here any longer. Before I leave, I will give you the Tao Te Ching left by my master.
If you have nothing to do, take a closer look. Although it may not have any effect, it can at least relieve some of the hostility in your heart. Believe me, it is not a good thing to always be like this to extremes!"
Zuo Zhou nodded perfunctorily. If the memory of the collapse of the universe was so easy to forget, then he would have already pushed the Hui Meng Heart Sutra to the top of the Heavenly Ranking!
He admitted that too much anger was not a good thing, but after all, Zhang Junbao was not an exile and did not understand that this was not something that could be simply described by the word 'violence'.
There is no good or evil in weapons. Monk Jian Chi once said that real eminent monks are good at being possessed by demons. So, it doesn't matter whether it is the so-called 'violent spirit' or the 'intention of destruction', the key is how to induce it and use it.
In the past, the techniques Zuo Zhou practiced were either highly adaptable ones such as Xiantian Kung Fu, or very versatile techniques such as Hui Meng Heart Sutra. Even the Guo Position Arhat Fist was very violent, and at a certain angle it was slightly suitable for the meaning of destruction, and
The height of these unique skills cannot reach the meaning of destruction itself.
But the potential of Tai Chi is obviously too great, and it has touched the fundamentals to some extent, so there will be a phenomenon of rejection.
This also reminded Zuo Zhou that now he can no longer practice martial arts at will, and must spend more energy on those very destructive and extreme martial arts, so as not to waste his golden fingers.
And Zuo Zhou happens to have two of these moves!
call!
A gust of cool wind came, and Zuo Zhou had already left the dream space when he came to his senses. Zhang Junbao stuffed the Tao Te Ching left by Master Jue Yuan into Zuo Zhou's arms, and his tone was full of sighs, "If Tianbao could even take a fancy to
At a glance, maybe there won't be such a tragedy now."
Zuo Zhou was amused, "You two have copied all the Buddhist scriptures in Shaolin Temple that encourage people to do good. If Dong Tianbao had any hope of reining in his horse, he would have turned around long ago."
Zhang Junbao nodded, but rolled his eyes without any trace. Was I feeling sorry for Dong Tianbao? I was reminding you not to be possessed!
However, Zhang Junbao didn't say anything more. Dong Tianbao's incident made him understand something. For some people, no matter how clear you explain it, it's useless. Even if some people put the answer in front of them, they won't know it.
Go and copy it. And some people will not only copy the answer but also go deep into the study to understand why they got this answer.
Zhang Junbao believed that Zuo Zhou would be the latter, for no other reason than the fact that he had taught the illiterate Xiaomei to be at the level of half a child.
"The military camp is busy with mundane affairs, so I won't send you a gift. I'll give you a horse, some dry food, and a little silver. I wish you a safe journey!"
"See you in the imperial capital!"
"..."
Zhang Junbao left, except for setting a flag, not even a trace of Tai Chi was left behind.
He didn't know why, but he just felt that it would not be so easy for Zhang Junbao to go back this time.
"Jun Bao left? Alas, I originally wanted to introduce him to the military camp, but it's a pity." Mr. Ximen came to his side and shook his head, but in fact he also knew that this was too difficult. The key is that Zhang Junbao still has some feelings for Shaolin Temple.
.There is no problem in letting him help loyal people out of morality, but let him join the Qin army.
Zuo Zhou did not continue the topic, but simply asked: "When will the prince-in-law decide to leave?"
"We must all go back together this time. After all, we are all witnesses. Although... although Liu Jin is dead now, it can be said that there is no way to burn Wei Jinzhong, but we still have to explain the cause and effect clearly. After all,
It concerns the innocence of Chen Ying and all the heroes." Mr. Ximen paused the halberd in his hand, and his face became more serious, "But there is a problem in this case. Since we are all going back to the imperial capital, the Jiannan Army here
There will be no generals to command. Although I don’t think that Tang and Ming, who are already in dire straits at this time, can still make things happen, but there must always be someone left to take charge of the overall situation."
Zuo Zhou understood what he meant, "So we will stay here for a while, waiting for the court to send someone to take over."
"Yes, the urgent documents have already been sent out. Judging from the speed of the army and horses, a general should be available to take over in half a month. Only then will we be able to officially set off. Let's take care of things during this period."
Zuo Zhou crossed his arms and hummed: "Trouble, half a month. I'm afraid it will take another half month when we arrive in the imperial capital. This month is enough for Wei Jinzhong to burn all the evidence."
Young Master Ximen said bitterly: "Actually, Prince Consort Xiao can also temporarily promote a general from a nearby military region as a temporary guard, but... you know, it is inconvenient for a relative of the emperor to do such a thing. Even if Emperor Qin doesn't care, even if there is a reason, but
After all, we have to worry about public opinion. Emperor Qin can protect the royal family from wind and rain, but the royal family must also be considerate of Emperor Qin."
Zuo Zhou curled his lips and turned to walk towards the tent, "It's only been a few years, but Emperor Qin has started to care about the public opinion of the government and the public? Hey, he's not domineering at all!"
Mr. Ximen kicked Zuo Zhou on the butt, "It's only been a few years, but you've already grown up and dared to criticize Emperor Qin? Besides, you need to be extremely domineering to govern a country. You just need to do the right things. Well.
, again, Emperor Qin is willing to follow the rules, which is a good thing."
Zuo Zhou rubbed his buttocks and limped forward, "A good thing is a good thing. If the ministers can act with public intentions, of course there will be harmony, but I am afraid that some ministers will start to use the 'rules' to seek personal gain for themselves. When the time comes, they will be
The only one restricted by the rules is Emperor Qin himself."
Mr. Ximen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zuo Zhou with relief, "It's rare that you have such an awareness. Of course the disadvantages you mentioned exist, but... isn't this the meaning of the existence of loyal ministers like us?"
This time it was Zuo Zhou's turn to be confused, "It's rare that you still have this consciousness! Did Prince Consort Xiao tell you?"
"Yeah, you just told me...hey, couldn't I have thought of it myself?"
"Yes! As long as you are happy."
"..."
…
Waiting is always long, and when you measure it with your legs, time is just a speck of dust in your heart.
On the third day after leaving the Jiannan Army Camp, Zhang Junbao came to the edge of the Han River, which is connected to the Grand Canal. If you want to go to Song Dynasty, taking the waterway is actually a very fast option.
Seeing a fishing boat in the distance, Zhang Junbao just raised his hand and the boatman had already turned the boat over.
"Where are you going, Master?"
Zhang Junbao hesitated for a moment, and when the boatman gently put down his bamboo hat, he realized that this was actually a pretty girl. She was dressed in old clothes, with bare and smooth calves. When she put the oar aside, her feet were still up and down.
of.
In terms of appearance alone, this girl is actually similar to Zhan Shiqi, but her smile is so pure and clean, like an epiphyllum that suddenly blooms at night!
"Song Kingdom!"
"Oh, that's a bit far, so you have to pay extra!"
"..."
Well, the epiphyllum has withered, and such a beautiful girl like you actually opened her mouth to "add money." It's really... "I have money."
"Then come up."
Seeing the silver ingot in Zhang Junbao's palm, the girl's smile became brighter obviously.
After Zhang Junbao got on the boat, he sat down safely in the corner. The fishing boat was actually not very big, less than three feet long from front to back. It was not easy for a weak woman to hold the boat. This girl obviously had some skills.
However, this is a river and lake after all, and there are all kinds of people. It is normal for men and women to be able to do some kung fu. Zhang Junbao didn't care. After getting on the boat, he let the fishing boat move forward while he himself sat in meditation towards the lake and returned to the Dream Heart Sutra.
The longer he practices in the dream space, the more he is able to appreciate the power of the Dream Heart Sutra, and the more grateful he is to his brother Zuo Zhou.
It's just that he ignored the girl, but the girl couldn't stay idle.
"Master, are you planning to return to secular life? Your hair has grown out!"
Zhang Junbao opened his eyes and replied a little funny: "Yeah, I won't be a monk anymore."
"Why not do it? Monks are good. After the Shaolin Temple is gone, Shaolin monks will have no restraints and can break the precepts. Then wherever they go, they will be called master. Look, there are many cards!"
The girl's reasons made Zhang Junbao almost lose his temper, "It turns out that being a monk has such benefits. Thank you for telling me. I think you seem to know a lot about monks and stuff."
"That's right, my master is a Shaolin monk. After Shaolin disappeared, he has been eating and drinking at my house." The girl curled her lips as she spoke, but there was no dislike in her tone.
Zhang Junbao was a little curious when he heard this, "I also came from Shaolin. I wonder if I recognize him? I wonder who your master is..."
"Oh, he said that his Buddhist name was not pleasant, so he stopped calling himself Monk Peng."