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Volume 1 The Divine Condor Chapter 66 The Reason

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    Chapter 66 Reason

    Welcoming into the main hall, Master Zhu Ming smiled kindly and pointed to the vegetarian dishes that were still steaming and fragrant: "His Holiness came just in time. We are having dinner. I wonder if His Holiness dislikes it?"

    "Thank you so much for your kindness, Master. The young monk has already had lunch before entering the mountain. Please help yourself and ignore the young monk!" Pasiba closed his arms slightly, and his delicate face was calm and unruffled.

    "In that case, I won't force it." Master Zhu Ming chuckled and waved his sleeves, "If you're in love, remove the vegetarian food and serve tea to the Dharma King!"

    He bowed to lift the square table and stepped back lightly.

    Although Xu Yiou did not speak at the side, he was angry in his heart. This Pasiba was too arrogant and rude, and he refused mercilessly. Fortunately, Master Zhuming was very well-educated. If it were him, he would have drawn his sword long ago.  .

    Except for playing chess with Xiao Yuesheng, Master Zhuming had very few obsessions in the world. He was not angry at Pasiba's rejection, but it was not easy for him to become angry.

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    As the master, Master Zhu Ming is like the Tathagata Buddha statue enshrined in the middle of the hall. He is as calm as a mountain, as calm as a pool, and with a compassionate smile, he observes all living beings.

    But Xu Yiou and Li Hanxiang were even more excited than their master. While drinking tea, their eyes shot towards Pa Siba from above the cup lid, with a strong sense of caution.

    Ba Siba was thoughtful, looking from time to time at the withered face next to Master Zhu Ming with his head bowed and eyes closed. He always felt that those eyes seemed familiar, but he couldn't be sure. That person's eyes were much deeper than the one in front of him.  Maybe it's the same person!

    He couldn't help but feel ashamed secretly. He was really a little confused and suspicious.

    "The Dharma King Buddha has come to our temple. Do you have any advice?" Master Zhuming slowly put down the tea cup and asked with a smile.

    As soon as Ba Siba saw the young monk Ranqing, he knew that he had come to the right place this time. Zhu Ming was worthy of being Yuan Jue Zhenren of the royal family. His cultivation was extremely profound and was no less than him.  The Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu has already reached the tenth level, so I dare not say that I will win.

    "Master Zhu Ming's name resounds throughout the world and is loved by everyone. Even if the young monk is far away, he is still familiar with the master's name. Today, the young monk came here and wanted to ask the master for some martial arts skills. Please give me some advice!"

    Pasiba put down the tea cup, clasped his hands together, and spoke respectfully and politely.  On the left wrist, the dark brown Buddha beads are faintly glowing, and you can tell at a glance that they are not common objects.

    His palms are white and tender, and the Buddha beads are dark brown. The two complement each other, the whiter is whiter, the ink is darker, but they complement each other.

    Master Zhu Ming chuckled, with a peaceful expression, clasped his palms together as a return salute, and said, "Amitabha, monks don't compete with others to win. My martial arts are very superficial, and I might taint the Dharma King's wisdom."

    "Master is too polite, the young monk is arrogant." After saying this, without waiting for Master Zhuming to reply, he stretched out his palms flatly and slowly pushed towards him.

    Pasiba's spotless sleeves suddenly moved automatically without any wind, and swayed violently with the palms pushed out. Master Zhu Ming, who was sitting cross-legged opposite, had his white eyebrows and silver beard fluttering, but he seemed not to notice it, and was still slightly moved.  Smile and sip tea leisurely.

    Ran Qing, who was sitting behind Master Zhu Ming, was about to take action.

    ¡°Plop¡ª!¡± Suddenly there was a sound of spitting rice, and a puff of tea sprayed out from Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s mouth. The water droplets were like a transparent hidden weapon covering Ba Siba¡¯s sleeves. Ba Siba hurriedly retracted his hands and palms.

    "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Suddenly something funny happened. I couldn't help but want to laugh. I really can't help it."

    A slightly hoarse voice sounded from Xiao Yuesheng's mouth, but it was extremely pleasant. However, the tone of his words inevitably made people doubt the authenticity of the content.

    Pasiba is very clean by nature and cannot tolerate any dirt. Even a powerful palm cannot make him retreat in such a hurry, but a cup of tea can easily do it.

    This is why Xiao Yuesheng saw that he was dressed in snow-white, and using the superficial knowledge of modern psychology, he felt that he must be a mysophobic person, so he just gave it a try.

    Pasiba¡¯s fair and handsome face remained unchanged, just a faint smile, indescribably elegant and calm, but his eyes were slightly condensed, piercing the eyes under the withered face.

    Seeing those dim eyes looking at him with a bit of confusion made Ba Siba feel relieved, but he felt something was wrong in his heart.

    He has practiced Buddhism since he was a child and has a keen sense of touch. As soon as he entered the temple today, he felt that everything was wrong and made him feel awkward. It was as if he had stepped into a net, and the feeling of being restrained always accompanied him.  But he was determined and immediately put this strangeness out of his mind and made his own decision.Made to order.

    Master Zhu Ming slowly raised his head, with a look of compassion in his eyes, which made Ba Siba feel a little uncomfortable.

    "Amitabha, I cannot rely on my muscles and bones for strength. I am already very old and it is really inappropriate for me to fight with others. Please forgive me!" Master Zhu Ming spoke more and more slowly, looking like he was old and frail.

    "I still have a disciple sitting down. He has learned some boxing and kicking skills from me, and he is quite arrogant. He is so talented, so I asked him to teach me a lesson for this ignorant disciple! Amitabha¡ª¡ª!"  Master Ming proclaimed the Buddha's name in a sincere tone.

    Pasiba frowned slightly, secretly sighing at the extraordinaryness of this old monk. His words were both complimentary and derogatory, and they were somewhat insinuations. Seeing the old monk's eyes lowered and his gentle and kind demeanor, it seemed that the speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional.  .

    Pasiba has been smart and eloquent since he was a child, but he doesn't want to say anything more at this time. He beats the younger ones. Are you afraid that the older ones won't get ahead?  Coming here this time is to make friends with force, and it is useless to talk too much.

    "The master said this, but the young monk can't refuse. Your noble disciple is so heroic, but I want to congratulate the master on having such a good disciple!" Pasiba put his hands together and slowly rose up from the futon. His upper body was as still as a mountain, as if he was floating.  rise.

    Ranqing is like a newborn calf, but he is not only afraid of tigers, but also sheep. He usually practices martial arts and chants sutras, and almost never fights with anyone except his master. Now he is fighting on behalf of his master. He is really nervous and can't speak.  Stop mumbling to yourself and keep reciting scriptures.

    "It's just that the scriptures are not omnipotent, the Buddha's blessings are not effective, and the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva does not respond to him. His nervous face turns pale, which makes Xiao Yuesheng next to him laugh.

    "Ranqing, don't be afraid. When you make a move, first follow the footwork I taught you." Xiao Yuesheng's clear voice calmed Ranqing. The respect that had been in his heart since then made him have inexplicable confidence in Xiao Yuesheng.  .

    He became much calmer. He titheed his master first, and then nodded to Xu Yiou and Li Hanxiang, who looked concerned. His legs shook, and his body floated gently like a lotus. When he was floating at half a person's height, the two sitting cross-legged  The legs slowly opened and stepped onto the ground.

    The whole process was like flowing clouds and flowing water, soothing and calm. The light skills revealed made Xu Yiou and the two of them slightly frightened. They thought that they were really unable to sit down so slowly and calmly. The light skills are fast and easy, but difficult to slow down. The more relaxed, the more difficult it is.

    "The young monk is passionate, please ask the Dharma King for advice!" He stepped in front of Pasiba in two steps, clasped his palms together, and looked dignified and respectful.

    "My young master's martial arts skills are extraordinary, which is extremely rare. Today, I can see such a young talent, and my young monk is also very happy! Please¡ª!" Pasiba had a light smile, elegant and graceful.

    Ranqing stopped talking and first performed the posture of a boy worshiping Buddha to show respect, then moved his feet lightly, taking steps that were deeply ingrained in his mind.

    Pasiba naturally saw the tension in his eyes. Although he felt that he had deep inner strength, he didn't have much experience in fighting. It was like a child holding a sword. Although the sword is sharp, it is difficult to hurt. When you see him  He retreated before fighting, kept moving with his feet, and kept his upper body motionless. It seemed that he was focusing on one thing at the expense of the other, which was very interesting.

    He stood quietly and concentrated, his whole body filled with true energy. The Prajna Dragon Elephant Skill was slowly moving, falling together like a tide, waiting for it to suddenly empty out.

    At the beginning, I just felt that the little monk in front of me was moving left and right, forward and backward, just circling around me, but not attacking me with any move, as if he was demonstrating his movement skills to everyone.

    But after going around twice, Basiba suddenly felt something strange. Two figures of passionate young monks suddenly appeared in front of him, one on the left and one on the right. Every move was different.

    He is from the Western Region and is quite expert in the study of mudra. He is busy completing the Immovable King Seal to prevent himself from being disturbed by illusions.

    It's just that Qimen Dunjia can be restrained by a clear mind. When his senior brother Jinlun Dharma King was restrained by Huang Rong's formation, he was disgraced. If it weren't for the temporary haste and incomplete formation, it would be difficult for him to escape so easily.  .

    The footwork used by Ranqing now is a simplified Qimen Formation, which is just an ordinary method of confusing the gods, used to confuse the opponent's eyes.

    This set of footwork is of little effect when used against people whose martial arts are far superior to your own. If they have similar martial arts, it is a fatal weapon.

    If Pasiba's internal strength is stronger than that of Ranqingji, he only needs to close his eyes and listen to the wind to discern shadows. However, Ranqing has received Xiao Yuesheng's technique similar to Vajra Initiation, and his internal strength has increased dramatically, which is already different from that of Pasiba.  as if.

    Pasiba was still clear-minded. Seeing this scene, he knew that he could not allow the other party to continue to use it. He hurriedly used both palms to strike at the two figures. The Prajna Dragon Elephant Kung Fu was contained in his palms.  force.

    At this time, the burning feeling was like a ghost, extremely fast. Ba Siba shot out both palms, but they hit the empty space, like hitting a wisp of smoke.

    PasibaNot discouraged, his palms were condensed but not released, and he suddenly struck behind him.

    "Bang!" sounded, the two palms met, and a thunderous sound was heard, like thunder on the ground.

    Ranqing¡¯s upper body staggered, but his feet did not stop. He was still moving rapidly at the same pace. After two steps, his figure was two points faster.

    Relying on the strong and strong power of his palms, Pasiba closed his eyes slightly, leaving only the remaining light to glance at the figure on the ground, using his ears to concentrate and move.

    At this time, the sun was shining brightly outside, but it was a bit dark inside the palace. When people stood in the palace, a faint shadow was left on the ground, but Pasaba took advantage of him. This man's intelligence was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

    "But the set of footwork taught by Xiao Yuesheng implies the nature of Yu's step. After the footwork is taken out, the internal force received by Ranqing is naturally guided to the foot by the footwork, increasing its speed.

    As the "bang" and "bang" sounds continued, strong winds dispersed in the hall, and the light smoke of the incense burning in the incense burner was shattered.

    The speed of burning love is getting faster and faster, and only a faint figure can be seen, like a wisp of light smoke that is about to drift away in the wind, so fast that it is difficult for the naked eye to reach it.  But Ba Siba reacted like a god and used stillness to stop, but did not get hit by a palm. Even Xiao Yuesheng looked at it and felt that this monk was indeed rare.

    Master Zhu Ming and others stood in the corner of the hall, looking a little dazzled.

    Pasiba's fair cheeks were slightly red, and his breath was a little heavy. He couldn't stop being so passionate. Even if he hit the opponent, it not only had no effect, but made the opponent stronger. If it weren't for his perseverance, he would have already  give up.

    "Stop it!"

    Master Zhu Ming¡¯s majestic voice sounded, and the figure of Ranqing appeared next to him.

    His face with thick eyebrows and big eyes was as red as drunkenness, and his eyes were like lightning, which was breathtaking.

    Xiao Yuesheng patted him imperceptibly, with a look of admiration in his eyes. He originally wanted to help him secretly, but he didn't expect that Ranqing seemed simple and honest, but he was also very clever. He just used his footwork.  Don't take the initiative to attack and maintain an unbeatable situation.

    Ranqing was secretly slapped by Xiao Yuesheng, and the boiling zhenqi in his body suddenly became as docile as a sheep, slowly subsided, and spread into all the meridians.

    Pasiba was angry in his heart, but he wanted to say nothing. The other party only besieged but not attacked, but left him in such an embarrassing situation. This was really a huge failure on his part.

    Immediately, the true energy in his body circulated, and his mind returned to clarity. Some of his anger was swept away from his mind. He was just invisibly controlled by the footwork and could not fully use his full strength. Otherwise, this little monk would not be his opponent.  .

    "Master, great disciple, the great disciple's skills are indeed extraordinary, the young monk admires me!" Pasiba's complexion has softened, and his expression is calm. He tithes Master Zhuming who comes in front of him, and his eyes towards Ranqing are also soft.  Showing appreciation.

    "Amitabha¡ª¡ª! The Dharma King has made a false compliment. His disciple is clumsy and very good at taking tricks. The Dharma King should not be offended. The power of the Dharma King's palms is really rare. I am ashamed of myself!" Master Zhu Ming shook his head slightly, and they both  He is a man of discernment, so how can he misunderstand the strength and weakness of others.

    Pasiba smiled casually, quite detachedly, "In the martial arts world of the Central Plains, there are many strange people and strangers. The young monk does not dare to think too highly of himself. He just wants to visit the masters and learn from each other in order to make further progress!"

    Master Zhu Ming smiled, waved his sleeves, and extended his hand to invite Pasiba to take a seat.

    "The Karmapa is too polite. With his martial arts skills, there are very few people who can compare with him. I am willing to be inferior!"

    "My humble words are not polite, I met an expert during my last trip to Shaolin. I'm really ashamed that my humble monk has no power to fight back!"

    Pasiba sat on the futon and began to slowly move the dark brown beads with his left hand.

    "Oh, I wonder who is so capable?" Xu Yiou asked hurriedly.

    Ever since Basiba entered the temple, the two senior brothers and sisters have been sullen and unwilling to say a word. However, what Basiba said was too shocking. He asked casually in a daze. After he said it, there was some sarcasm.  meaning.

    Pasiba glanced at him lightly, shook his head, and sighed slightly, "The young monk doesn't know who he is. Even after searching for him, there is still no trace. It's a pity!"

    He thought about the scene back then, as if it was flashing before his eyes, but it was a pity that he was obsessed with victory and defeat at the time, so he left in a hurry without asking his name. He has visited so far and still found nothing. It is really the biggest regret in his life!

    "Master has many friends, and the young monk wants to ask you about this person." After being lost in thought, Ba Siba hurriedly said to Zhu Ming.

    Zhu Mingzheng took the tea from Ranqing, and he was also curious. He turned around and asked, "Oh? I wonder what this person looks like?"

    Pasiba put the tea cup next to him and slowly moved the beads. His bright eyes were slightly hollow, and his voice was also a bit ethereal: "This person calls himself Xiao, and his popularity isChic, accompanied by two maids, both of whom have extraordinary looks, and even more outstanding swordsmanship"

    "Haha, is the Dharma King okay?" Ba Siba's words were suddenly interrupted, Xiao Yuesheng's clear voice sounded, and the mask on his face was slowly taken off.

    "Oh, eh? It's you!!" Ba Siba recovered from his trance and turned to look in the direction of the voice. His calm and calm expression suddenly changed.

    Everyone looked sideways.

    "Youyou are" Basiba stood up suddenly, his fair and calm face full of surprise.

    Xiao Yuesheng put the mask back on, and said with a smile: "I said goodbye to Shaolin, and I didn't expect to meet the Dharma King again. It seems that I am quite destined to meet the Dharma King!"

    Pasiba slowly sat down, titheed, and his face returned to calm: "How lucky is this young monk to be able to get his wish and meet a layman again!"

    " Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly, but it was hidden under the mask and could not be seen by others. He really didn't know why this monk was looking for him.  It's not like seeking revenge, but is it possible to turn hostility into friendship?

    Li Hanxiang and Xu Yiou suddenly realized that the person Ba Siba was talking about was the sitting Brother Xiao, but they were even more curious.

    "Brother Xiao, have you ever fought before?"

    Xu Yiou asked. He still resented Pasiba¡¯s challenge to Lonely Garden Abode, and wanted to know more about Pasiba¡¯s embarrassment and reveal his scars.

    "Well,that's right." Xiao Yuesheng said vaguely, then smiled and said: "Those are the past events, so don't mention them."

    He then raised the tea cup and smiled at Pasiba: "It's a pity that His Holiness cannot drink. Otherwise, we can get drunk and then rest. Come on, Xiao will have tea instead of wine and offer a toast to His Holiness.  Welcome!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng, who has been in the modern business world, knows the importance of face. Respecting your opponents means respecting yourself, and he also believes in this.

    No matter why Pasiba is looking for him, after all, he is an eminent monk in this world and deserves respect.

    "Thank you, layman!" Pasiba said no more, picked up the tea cup on the ground and drank it all in one gulp. Although his body was thin, he showed a bit of heroic spirit.

    Ranqing stood up immediately, holding the pot to refill the tea for the two of them.

    "Xiao was originally a Taoist. He couldn't bear the pain of pure cultivation. He went down the mountain to wander in this world of mortals. He occasionally participated in solitary meditation in the wild. But he didn't know much about martial arts. On the contrary, several of my wives had some knowledge of martial arts.  road."

    Xiao Yuesheng was afraid that Ba Siba would make friends with him through martial arts, so he closed the door of convenience first, blew the hot air from the tea in the cup, and said with a smile, but wearing a withered mask, you could only see the smile in his eyes.  meaning.

    Pasiba looked at him carefully and saw that his eyes were lifeless, his whole body was empty, and there was no trace of inner energy flowing.

    "But he didn't fully believe it. His expression when he first met him was very different from what he is now. It was really hard to believe that his wife was excellent in martial arts, but her husband was incompetent in martial arts.

    Li Hanxiang's clear eyes swept over Xiao Yuesheng again and again.

    Xiao Yuesheng said that he had several wives, which surprised Li Hanxiang.

    She had thought that he had such a cool and unrestrained temperament, that he had no worries, and was as carefree as a wandering cloud and wild crane. How could she have thought that he already had several wives? The contrast between the reality and what she thought was so great that she felt extremely awkward.  !

    Ranqing was sitting behind Master Zhuming, holding a tea cup, bowing his head and praying silently, thinking about his sins. Master Xiao was lying without blinking an eye, and he could say that he didn't know martial arts as if nothing had happened. It was really a big lie!  May Buddha forgive me!

    Master Zhu Ming sat on the futon, his peaceful smile giving the whole hall a warm atmosphere.

    Xu Yiou really couldn't restrain his curiosity, coughed slightly, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Brother Xiao, how did you and Dharma King Pasipa meet in the first place?"

    Both Ranqing and Li Hanxiang looked at him with wide eyes, waiting for his words.

    "Well," Xiao Yuesheng paused and glanced at Ba Siba. Seeing his calm expression, he stopped hiding it and said with a smile: "It just happened. I took my wife and I to visit Shaolin. It happened that  When the Dharma King was fighting with the Shaolin monks in front of the temple, my two wives were naughty and rashly joined in, regardless of martial arts taboos. They made the matter a mess and offended both parties. Oh, it was such a nonsense.  tight!"

    As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, looking quite helpless.

    "The swordsmanship of the ladies really impressed the young monk. Even now, when I think about it, the sky is full of sword light, so cold and frightening!" Pasiba did not feel that he had lost face because of this incident, and his skills were not as good as others, so he struggled to catch up.  Yes, it's not something to be ashamed of.

    "Haha, most of my wives' sword skills are learned from my second brother and his wife. When it comes to the exquisiteness of sword skills, IThe second brother and his wife are amazing!  "

    He had picked up this skill of diverting disaster to the east, and used it very skillfully.

    "I wonder who Brother Xiao's second brother is?" Xu Yiou still couldn't help but ask.

    This question took advantage of Pasiba's thoughts, making him quite nervous and excited.

    "Are my second brother and his wife? They seem to be called The Condor Heroes, right?" Xiao Yuesheng answered casually, then shook his head, "It's probably the name, I don't know very well. Xiao pays little attention to things in the martial arts world.  ."

    Xu Yiou and Li Hanxiang looked at each other with astonishment in their eyes. The names of the Condor Heroes were like thunder to their ears even if they were hiding in the mountains and forests.
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