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Volume Six: Five Mountains Alliance Volume Seven: Swordsman Chapter Thirteen: Rejection

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    Volume 7 Swordsman Chapter 13 Rejection

    It was already dark, and the gate of the Shaolin Temple had been closed. The four of them came to the mountain gate. With their status as Shaolin disciples of Jue Fei Jue Xing, the four of them quickly entered the gate.  In the Shaolin Temple, it was extremely quiet. Although it was usually the same after evening classes, several people were thinking about tomorrow's events and felt that there seemed to be a strong murderous intention in this quietness.

    After Juefei Juexingbao revealed his identity, a monk took them to Bodhidharma Hall.  Yue Buqun and Mr. Mo Da sat in the living room for a while, and Fang Sheng came in a hurry. As soon as he entered the door, he clasped his hands and said apologetically: "Master Yue, Master Mo, you two came in a hurry.  Senior Brother Fangzheng is in retreat tonight, so I really didn¡¯t greet him well."

    The two stood up, and Yue Buqun said: "Master Fang Sheng, Senior Brother Mo and I are two disciples of the Tonggui Sect who came up the mountain together. Our senior brothers already know what will happen tomorrow."

    Fang Sheng nodded, with no surprise on his face, and said: "The two young heroes from the Qingcheng Sword Sect went up the mountain not long ago. I have already heard about what happened in the afternoon. I wonder if the two masters know the identity of the old man?  "When he heard Yu Renhao talk about this matter, he felt that the old monk must be a Shaolin senior. However, Yue Buqun and others had already gone up the mountain, but there was no trace of the old monk, so he was confused.

    Mr. Mo Da said: "That master was also a Shaolin monk, and his dharma title indicates it."

    Fang Sheng was shocked and said in surprise: "What, it's Master Zhong. Where is he now?" When he heard that the old monk was blind, he also thought that this monk might be Fang Zheng's master, Zen Master Zhong.  .  It was just that he pointed out that even if he went down the mountain, he could barely pass the test, not to mention that the internal skills he practiced were mediocre in Shaolin and were in no way consistent with the magical skills described by Yu Renhao. Therefore, he overturned this idea in his heart, but he did not expect that  It's really him.

    Mr. Mo Da saw that he was so energetic and remembered what happened when the blind old monk was doing his exercises. He couldn't bear it. Just as he was about to speak, Yue Buqun said: "Master Fang Sheng, Yue is in a hurry and wants to see Tang Jinlou."  , I wonder where he is now?¡±

    Fang Sheng was anxious to know the whereabouts of the old monk when he was interrupted by Yue Buqun. He was surprised and said, "Young Master Tang is in the guest room, seemingly raising his sword. I will take Master Yue there."

    Yue Buqun smiled and said: "No problem, just ask the master to ask a monk who knows guests to take Yue there."

    Fang Sheng was anxious to ask Mo Da about the blind monk. As he had this intention, he went out immediately, called a monk and gave him a few instructions.  Yue Buqun nodded to Mr. Mo Da and left with the monk.

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    The courtyard is quiet.

    A few months ago, Yue Buqun also lived in this small courtyard. At that time, the plum blossoms in the courtyard were in full bloom, showing vitality in the bitter cold.  Now in midsummer, the plum blossoms have already fallen.  The other trees have grown in luxuriant branches and leaves, and the chirping of cicadas is heard one after another, which further highlights the silence in the temple tonight.

    Of the guest rooms in the courtyard, only two had lights on, which were the residences of Tang Jinlou and Linghu Chong.

    Yue Buqun thanked the monk Zhike and hesitated for some reason.  He stood at the door of Tang Jinlou's room and looked at Linghu Chong's room. He unconsciously touched the silk cloth in his arms with a complicated look on his face.

    After a while, Yue Buqun sighed softly and was about to knock on the door when he heard Tang Jinlou's calm voice, "Master?"

    Yue Buqun was slightly startled, knowing that his thoughts had changed, and his breathing became distracted for a moment. These slight changes were actually clearly known to Tang Jinlou.  Without hesitation, he pushed gently and walked through the door.

    The decoration in the room is simple, just a bed, a table and a few small stools.  Tang Jinlou was sitting at the table, holding a long sword with his hands, looking a little tired.

    "Master, please sit down."

    Yue Buqun sat down and kept staring at Tang Jinlou, looking a little surprised.  He thought for a moment and said slowly: "I have something urgent to ask you."

    Tang Jinlou frowned and said softly: "Master, please speak."

    Yue Buqun took out the piece of silk cloth from his arms and said with a solemn expression: "Today I met a sacred monk at the foot of the mountain. By chance, he left this inner teaching and said that he would give it to you."

    Tang Jinlou said in surprise: "Who is this eminent monk? How can he know me?"

    Yue Buqun smiled and said, "That's why I say it was a coincidence." Now let's talk about what happened in the afternoon.  Tang Jinlou listened quietly, his expression changing.  He sighed for a long time: "This master's Zen skills are so superb. Among the masters I have seen in my life, there is probably only one person who can rival him."

    Yue Buqun knew in his heart that the master he was talking about was Feng Qingyang, so he didn't say much. He put the silk cloth on the table, handed it over, and said solemnly: "The undefeated martial arts of Dongfang is definitely not here."Between the two of you, if you can study this mental method overnight, if you can understand it, you will be more protected tomorrow.  "

    Yue Buqun has never seen Dongfang Bubai, but his understanding of the Sunflower Book is definitely ranked among the best in the world.  Although he had great confidence in Tang Jinlou and Linghu Chong, he did not think that they were more capable of resisting Dongfang Bubai than the Luohan Formation, or Abbot Fang Zheng, and Taoist Chongxu.  Therefore, in his opinion, if you can get inspiration from the mental methods of top masters, even break down the barriers in your mind, and reach a higher level, you will have the opportunity to truly play a decisive role tomorrow.

    But Tang Jinlou¡¯s next move surprised him.

    Tang Jinlou glanced at the thin piece of cloth, stretched out his hand to press it, pushed it back to Yue Buqun, and said softly: "I don't want to look at it."

    "This, this is the supreme martial arts mentality. Do you know that eminent monk"

    "I don't look at it," Tang Jinlou lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "The supreme being is only the mind and has nothing to do with Dharma. I just saw this clear mind, and even though I tried my best, I still can't see my true nature.  . At this moment, how can we abandon the fundamental and pursue the illusory method?"

    Yue Buqun's heart was shocked. He remembered what the blind monk said before he started practicing. His expression changed and he said for a long time: "Since the master has given this mental method to you, you should accept it even if you don't want it. What?  It¡¯s up to you to decide what to do.¡±

    Tang Jinlou was startled for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

    Yue Buqun breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the long sword held by Tang Jinlou, and said, "Master Fang Sheng said that you are raising swords. Is this sword Su Yanyue's?"

    Tang Jinlou nodded and said: "My long sword was broken by Zuo Lengchan, and I haven't had time to replace it yet." As he said this, he looked at the long sword in his hand. The girl's sword inevitably had some decorations. Although it looked beautiful, it also had many decorations.  The smell of powder.  Tang Jinlou had a gentle look on his face, stroking the tassel of the sword, and said, "This sword was given to Yan'er by me. I borrowed it from her this time, and it feels familiar."

    Yue Buqun nodded and said, "That's good. You can rest easily. As a teacher, you have to meet Master Fang Sheng."

    When Yue Buqun came out of Tang Jinlou's room, he felt something strange in his heart. He felt that Tang Jinlou looked and acted like a different person. Although he was calm in the past, he always acted and spoke easily and naturally, but this time  , although he is free and easy, and has unparalleled martial arts skills at his disposal, his expressions and movements all reveal a deep sense of depression, as if he has some kind of knot in his heart that is difficult to get rid of.  Yue Buqun raised his head and looked at the half moon in the sky, and then he thought of a question: Why is Dongfang Bubai hostile to Shaolin?

    ***: Then what
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