Chapter 134: Daoism and Buddha Fight, Destroying Mountains and Shaking Snow
The shabby Taoist temple in the past was cleaned up by Fang Qiuliang.
A row of fences erected outside the Taoist temple. Although no one came to the Taoist temple to burn incense, Gu Yusheng could see from Fang Qiuliang's face as he was eating chicken, that he was very satisfied with living in this Taoist temple.
Gu Yusheng didn't eat the chicken cooked in the earthen jar.
For him, Fang Qiuliang could steal chickens from the town. Although he couldn't stop him, he wouldn't stretch out his chopsticks to pick them up and eat them.
Fang Qiuliang didn't care either.
He seemed really hungry. Not only did he eat up all the chicken in a large pot of chicken, but even the ones he bought from Gu Yusheng were dealt with by Fang Qiuliang.
Looking at Gu Yusheng's shocked expression.
Fang Qiuliang patted his stomach with satisfaction and said, "This is what I deserve, as the filial piety of the villagers."
Gu Yusheng didn't understand, but he didn't ask.
He knows.
Grandma Sun is a hidden master.
Then this old man who teaches people to read must be. In his memory, this is his father's enlightenment teacher.
Gu Yusheng looked up at the roof of the Taoist temple and said strangely: "Mr. Fang, I thought it would be very cold this winter, but since the Taoist temple has a top, the snow at the foot of Qingping Mountain has stopped. Do you think it's strange?
Strange, Senior Fang, will the gods in this world really protect the people?"
Fang Qiuliang put down his chopsticks and wine glass, thought about it seriously, and asked back, "Then what do you think is a god?"
"I have no idea."
Gu Yusheng shook his head.
This topic is as illusory as the sky, and Gu Yusheng doesn't want to talk about these unrealistic things.
He did not forget the purpose of this trip, so he stood up and bowed, and asked for advice: "Senior Fang, I have been practicing hard for two months and have achieved some success. I have recently shown signs of breakthroughs. However, at dawn, I felt palpitations. I don't know if it was a practice.
Something went wrong?"
Fang Qiuliang also sorted out his clothes and said, "Does the Taiqing Lingyin Art of Qingyun Sect persist in practicing?"
"Senior, I broke my sword for more than a year when I was practicing, and I have been persisting every day in the past month."
Gu Yusheng originally wanted to talk about the breaking of the soul bridge, but when he said that, he swallowed it back.
He did not believe in Fang Qiuliang.
But this matter has always been a secret in his heart.
"Um."
Fang Qiuliang pondered for a moment and pointed to the cushion in front of the stone table.
"You sit cross-legged and exercise your skills, I'll take a look."
Gu Yusheng came to the stone statue, sat on the cushion, holding his breath and concentrating.
Practice the Taiqing Linggui from scratch.
This is the introductory technique of Qingyun Sect. Most Qingyun Sect disciples no longer practiced after condensing the original fetus. Gu Yusheng also abandoned this technique at the beginning.
However, recently he picked up this technique and practiced it, so that after the heaven and earth vital energy and spiritual energy entered the body, he could purify the spiritual energy very quickly.
This made Gu Yusheng feel strange.
This technique doesn't seem that simple.
With the activation of Taiqing Lingyin's technique, Gu Yusheng gradually entered a state of selflessness. The spiritual energy and vital energy in the world gathered in the Taoist temple and gathered into his meridians.
After running a small circle.
Gu Yusheng was surprised to find that when he was practicing the exercises today, the speed of the spiritual energy and vital energy entering the body in the world was much smoother than before.
At first he thought that there was a formation base of the Qingyunmen Mountain Protection Array under the stone statue of the Taoist temple, so that the spiritual energy and vital energy near the Taoist temple were purer and more intense. But after he ran another big circle, he found that there were differences in the vital energy between heaven and earth.
energy.
Debut different colors.
Five Elements Vitality?
Gu Yusheng looked surprised.
This has not happened in the past.
Is it because the six consciousnesses become more sensitive after the soul is condensed?
Gu Yusheng felt the gradually filling the spiritual energy in his dantian. He did not stop, but transported the spiritual energy contained in his body to the open hidden hole. Gradually, the sound of a dragon roar appeared in his body.
And that's when.
Gu Yusheng felt a breeze blowing.
He interrupted his cultivation all at once.
Gu Yusheng opened his eyes and looked up.
What I saw was Fang Qiuliang's serious expression that he had never seen before.
"senior?"
Gu Yusheng stood up, he was a little nervous. Has there really been a mistake in his practice?
Fang Qiuliang raised his hand and signaled that Gu Yusheng would not be obsessed with etiquette.
Fang Qiuliang twisted his beard and said, "Your foundation is laid very firmly. The dantian formed by the Yuanfei is several times or even dozens of times larger than the heaven and earth Yuan Ling that ordinary people can accommodate. This is a benefit, but it is also a disadvantage. This means
Your path to practice requires more time to improve your realm than others.
It’s also a blessing that when you first practiced, you practiced the ancient technique of Taiqing Lingyin, which actually has a part of the technique.”
Gu Yusheng was slightly stunned.
"Senior, why haven't I heard from the elder of Qingyun Sect's teachings?"
"It's normal for you not to know that Qingyun Sect was at its peak and had also entered a first-class sect. Later, it gradually lost contact with the holy land, and many of its martial arts were lost."
Fang Qiuliang walked to the bookshelf inside the Taoist temple, took out a book from it, and threw it to Gu Yusheng casually.
"The back part is just right for you to practice,"
Gu Yusheng curiously opened the book in his hand. The first part was indeed Taiqing Lingyin, but there were some different things. The more you went to the back, there were more and more differences.
"Senior, what's in it..."
"The inheritance of martial arts among sects will always appear in the passage of time. This is not important. What is important is that you have to understand your own things."
Fang Qiuliang's eyes fell on Gu Yusheng.
"Don't care about the level of practice for a while. Rivers gather into seas and soil accumulates into mountains. It is not a matter of success every day. You must have a spirit of upwardness and endure loneliness at a young age."
"Thank you for your teachings at the senior."
Gu Yusheng bowed to Fang Qiuliang with his fists.
Fang Qiuliang accepted it calmly.
Wait until Gu Yusheng gradually goes away.
Fang Qiuliang, who was standing at the door, had his expression gradually became solemn and complicated.
After a long time, he sighed softly: "Gu Bai, Gu Bai... You have even cheated me. Since you have made arrangements, I can't accept him as a disciple."
Fang Qiuliang took three incense sticks and lit them in front of the stone statue.
His figure was bleak and seemed a little down.
It was at this moment.
On the road ahead, the old stonemason carried a stone statue on his back, and his steps were heavy, as if every step was like a mountain.
Boom!
Shikang, who was moving forward, felt his back suddenly sinking.
The stone statue on his back fell to the ground.
He plunged into the soil steadily.
Shi Cang wiped the sweat from his forehead and wanted to continue placing the stone on his back.
But a figure appeared in front of him.
Shikang raised his head.
I saw Fang Qiuliang, an old scholar with a messy hair, staring at him with a beard and staring at him.
Ishikang said with dissatisfaction: "Old scholar, it's broad daylight, what are you going to do?"
"It's like you're not happy!"
The old scholar suddenly raised his hand and punched Shi Cang.
There was a dull bang.
The old stonemason staggered, took a few steps back, and hit the stone statue with his back. The stone statue was at first motionless, and then blew by the wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a ball of gray dust and drifted in the air.
The old stonemason reached out to grab it desperately, trying to hold the dust flying in the air, but he never grabbed half of the grain of sand.
Suddenly.
The old stonemason was also angry.
"What does it have to do with me? Why do you ruin my merits!"
I saw his hands close together, and in an instant, his body became golden, and his dazzling golden body was like an ancient Buddha. When he picked up a flower and smiled, he turned into a glaring Vajra.
He punched out and stopped.
It was like the punch just now, just like an hallucination.
The old scholar's clothes fluttered, and a pale blue Tai Chi pattern appeared behind him. The pattern was bright and dark, and it also disappeared.
"drive!"
On the official road in the suburbs.
Dozens of fierce horses gallop.
Coming towards Qingyun Town.
The leader was wearing an official uniform, with majesty between his eyebrows, and a big sword was on his back.
Afterwards, there were two subordinate officials holding the demon-slaying flag.
"Does go!"
As soon as he ran, a demon-slaying servant from Sifang City blew at Fang Qiuliang and Shikuang, and his sharp whip crackled in the air.
This group of people comes and goes quickly.
When I was about to enter the gate of Qingyun Town.
The foot of Qingping Mountain suddenly trembled violently.
I saw the Qingping Mountains thousands of feet away, which had accumulated thousands of years of frost and snow, and it had avalanche without warning, showing a surging momentum, rolling down like a surging sea.
The thousand-year-old Qingyun Town seems to be swallowed up at any time under the wrath of nature.
"Not good!"
"It's a big avalanche!"
A large group of people ran away from Qingyun Town, and in the blink of an eye, they knocked the demon-slaying guards blocked at the door and tilted around, and the horses neighed!
"Sir Wan!"
Several demon-slaying guards were still swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and they were in powerless.
"run!"
The man in the lead whipped his horse hard!
I kept looking back at the roar of snow that had stirred thousands of feet.
"Fang Qiuliang, your Taoist temple is gone!"
The old stonemason was proud.
Fang Qiuliang put his hands behind his back and said, "You really don't want such a great merit?"
Hearing Fang Qiuliang's words, the old stonemason's expression suddenly froze, pointing at the old scholar, almost vomiting blood.
这哪里是什么功德.
分明是因果.
倘若青云镇上万生灵死去.
His practice in this life will definitely be unable to escape from the Avici Hell!
"Amitabha!"
The furious Ishikura took a deep breath, closed his hands, and in the blink of an eye, compassion and golden light and shadow surged on his face.
The large avalanche dozens of miles away became docile little by little like a fierce horse being tamed.
Shi Cang slowly let go of his hand and walked towards the Taoist temple step by step. "Old scholar, if you don't give me an explanation today, I won't leave."
Shicang walked to the Taoist temple and looked up at the Taoist temple in front of him.
Suddenly stopped.
He looked back at the old scholar and widened his eyes: "You have waited for that person? Who is it?"
The old scholar did not answer, and he sat on the threshold of the Taoist temple with a sad look on his face.
Ishikura was puzzled and asked, "You should be happy, why are you so lost?"
The old scholar suddenly reached out and grabbed the old stonemason's collar, and tears flowed.
"Getting is worse than losing, losing is worse than gain. The pain in the world is gaining and losing again. Old man, let me slap you with a palm and relieve the fire!"
Ishikang retreated and said with a solemn look on his face: "It's OK to beat him, but you have to explain it clearly. Why am I confused?"
"You two ft. of Vajras are confused, isn't it right?" Fang Qiuliang sighed, put his face on the face of Shicang, and said in a narrow mind: "I ask you, the eight dragon-riding techniques of the Great Buddha Heaven,