Ten days later, a hunched old man rode a maroon horse in Liuzhou. On the old man's shoulders was a flaming red falcon, which looked very majestic. There is a snow-white little monkey on the horse's head, grinning and making faces at a young man behind it. The young man behind is riding a green-maned horse, carrying a large gun as tall as a person on his back. The young man has an extremely heroic face and dark skin, and looks like someone who has been traveling around all year round. Two sword-shaped eyebrows were angled into the clouds, and the young master's crown was tied high, but he seemed to be in poor spirits, and his eyes were all bloodshot. It's no wonder that the dead monkey came to him whenever he went to sleep in the past few days, scratching and biting him. When it was time to set out at dawn, it crawled into the old man's arms and went to sleep. It was so bad that he couldn't sleep well for several days.
This is exactly Tianjisou and Du Jie who have been traveling for half a month. After this contact, Du Jie felt that his teacher seemed a bit mysterious. The teacher's real name is Zhou Li. In the past half month, almost every inhabited place they passed was greeted by people. This master of mine seemed to be a bit too popular. On this day, they walked to Jialan Temple.
This is an ancient temple famous in Liuzhou and even the entire Central Plains. The abbot of the temple is the senior brother who presides over Huguo Temple. He is humble and peaceful. I heard he is over seventy years old. These are some of the most famous people in contemporary martial arts that the master often talked to him about along the way. The master said that although the martial arts world looks peaceful and heroic on the surface. But wherever there are people, there will be conflicts of interest. Wulin is another court. No one wants you to just give someone else a piece of the pie in your own place.
Du Jie asked: "Isn't it good that Jialan Temple is known as the Holy Land outside the country? Is this the case for monks too?"
Tianjisou smiled and said: "No one in the world has a real identity. An escort is an identity, a monk is an identity, and even thieves and robbers are just identities. Disciple, you must be careful when walking outside in the future. Don’t mess with women, old people and monks.”
Du Jie agreed casually. Tianjisou looked at it and shook his head. He hit Du Jie on the head with the jade bamboo pole in his hand: "You kid, do you hear me when I tell you to be careful?"
Du Jie then straightened his body: "Disciple heard it!"
Tianjisou shook his head and said: "Don't think that I'm making a fuss, master. I think you have a good reputation, and I'm afraid that there will be many misfortunes in the future. Don't get too close to irrelevant women in the future. Otherwise, where will you die? Not only will the master not help you avenge the female snitch, but he will also expel you from the school, you can hear it!"
Du Jie's heart trembled and he hurriedly returned to Ju: "Disciple knows!"
Tianjisou nodded: "You are too loyal and honest. If you meet an old man like your master in the future, remember to be more cautious. The old man who refuses to die is a thief, and the old man who refuses to die is not a good person!"
Du Jie burst out laughing when he heard this. Tianjisou thought for a moment and then hurriedly added: "Your master, I am not an old thing!"
Du Jie could only reply quickly: "Yes, I will obey the teacher's orders!"
Tianjisou looked at the Jialan Temple in front of him, and then said: "The last one is the monk..."
Before Tianjisou finished speaking, Du Jie asked: "Master, I heard my grandfather talk about Jialan Temple before. The monks in Jialan Temple have a good reputation and have helped almost the entire Mengshan Mountains survive many famines. There are many people in the temple. The virtuous monk has the heart of a Bodhisattva."
Tianjisou shook his head and said: "People are indeed good people, but did you know that these monks will use one-seventh of Liuzhou's tax money every year. And the entire Mengshan Mountain is the private property of Jialan Temple. Farmers need to pay 50% every year The harvest was handed over to Jialan Temple. For such a large temple, the abbot here is basically the earth emperor of the entire Mengshan Mountain! Even if the abbot is unwilling, it can’t be done. How many people are watching you, if you are kind-hearted, someone will be ruthless to help you! And! This Jialan Temple is not all good people! Disciple, you must remember that people who are full of mercy in the world may not be good people. Once you enter the world of sin, no one in the world will have blood on their hands. "
As they were talking, they saw a monk in rough clothes and sandals walking towards them from a distance. The monk strode towards them, reciting "Mo Shang Sang" as he walked:
When the envoy came from the south, his five horses stood hesitating. The envoy sent his officials to ask whose concubine she was?
The monk was of medium height, with a scorched and scorched face that looked kind and kind. His eyebrows were already white and shiny. His eyes were squinted and occasionally emitted a cold light. The monk sauntered down the mountain and stopped in front of Tianjisou.
Tianjisou was happy when he saw the monk, and then smiled and said: "Mo Lao, farewell and well!" The monk came closer and returned the salute: "Amitabha, after more than ten years of separation, the benefactor of this week is well. Poverty. The monk has become a monk in Jialan Temple, and his name has been cut off."
Tianjisou was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then looked the monk up and down: "You are an old guy who knows how to become a monk. Do you think that I met you on the first day? Back then, Master Ziwuyu said that you had wisdom and wanted to accept you as my monk. I'm a little novice monk, but you didn't agree. What? Are you regretting it now?"
The monk who called himself San Duan smiled slightly: "Master once said that I have a destiny with Buddha. I entered Jialan Temple in my late years to cut off the world of mortals, stop killing, and cut off obsession. The Buddha said that all fame is just a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror. Accept it, the poor monk's dharma title has been cut off, and Almsgiver Zhou must never talk about the past again."
Tianjisou still looked at him with a strange expression after hearing San Duan's words, but after only a short while, Tianjisou laughed three times as if he suddenly remembered something: "If you don't tell me your name, I still want to If you don't get up, you old man thinks that I don't know what you are thinking. Don't forget that I am the head of the Tianji Sect. The relics of Master Ziwuyu will be out soon. Why do you want to be so shameless and become a disciple? Let’s divide the relics.”
Monk San Duan laughed when he heard this, put down his airs as a monk and said, "You don't care if I'm a shameless person or something, anyway, I am now the younger brother of the serious monk Ba Jing Sansi, and now I am the elder of the generation, Zhou Li , call Uncle Master and listen!"
"Bah, my Taoist master is not bald like you. You want me to call you uncle, but I am afraid that you will lose your life. Stop talking nonsense, aren't you just waiting here to avenge that finger ten years ago? Hurry up and tighten your belt, your Grandpa Zhou is here!"
After saying that, Tianjisou flew down and jumped off Zidian. The left hand protects the chest, and the jade bamboo pole of the right hand reaches forward to touch the monk's shoulder blade point three times. Monk San Duan did not dare to neglect, he turned sideways to avoid the tip of the jade bamboo pole, and stretched out two fingers of his left hand to pinch the bamboo pole that was already in front of him. If this was caught, Monk Sanduan could take Tianjisou's forward momentum and bring him directly into his arms. Tianjisou sneered and shook his right hand. The toughness of the bamboo pole was very good. This shake directly forced San Duan's two fingers that had been stretched out to withdraw. Tianjisou saw him withdraw his two fingers and moved the bamboo pole horizontally with his right hand, locking San Duan's throat. The right hand placed across the chest went to explore San Duan's lower abdomen. This third break is not comfortable. With the toughness of the bamboo pole, he might not be able to grasp it with one hand, and if he couldn't find a hand to block Tianjisou's left hand, he would definitely suffer a big loss. In this kind of gentlemanly fight between them, whoever takes a step back first will lose. San Duan saw that he was about to be hit with a palm in his lower abdomen, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He stomped the ground hard with his right foot, and his whole body rose up from the ground. Tian Jisou missed the target with one move, looked up at the swooping monk San Duan and shouted: "Sealing the Light Seal!" He saw a golden ball of light flash suddenly in San Duan's left hand.
Du Jie was in a daze when he was suddenly illuminated by this strong light. Before he could react, everything in front of him turned into a dazzling golden light. The golden light was so strong that it felt like he was being burned even if he closed his eyes. Tears began to flow uncontrollably. Come down. Du Jie was shocked and couldn't help but worry about his master's safety.
. After waiting for a short while, Du Jie finally felt that there was no such strong golden light in front of his eyes, and he tried hard to open his eyes and look around. Fortunately, at least my eyes were not burned by the bright light just now. He hurriedly turned his head to look at his master, only to see that only the old man Tianji was left beside the woods. His green-maned horse, Zidian and monk San Duan were nowhere to be seen.
Du Jie walked forward and supported Tianjisou: "Master, are you okay? What about the eminent monk San Duan?"
Tianjisou looked in the direction of Jialan Temple and shook his head: "Mo Xiu is indeed a prodigy in martial arts. The seven seals of Zhenhai that have been lost for a long time were actually researched by him. If he hadn't wanted to avenge the annihilation of his family, he would have become a sect. I’m a grandmaster now. What a pity! What a pity!”
Du Jie didn't know why after hearing this, and asked in a low voice: "Master? Are you okay?"
Tianjisou waved his hand: "It's okay. The old monk has returned to Jialan Temple just now. Let's set off to rescue the fire spirits first. It seems that they suffered a lot from the light-taking seal just now!"
Du Jie couldn't help but ask: "Master, what kind of move did Master Sandu use just now? Why did I suddenly feel like everything in front of me was filled with gold, so dazzling."
Tianjisou thought for a while and said: "This is the unparalleled skill of the seven masters of Penglai Mountain back then. It is called the Seven Seals of Zhenhai. The one Mo Xiu used just now was the fifth of the seven seals. I heard that the seven masters of Penglai used these seven seals. Yin had to get rid of thirty-three water thieves on the top of the mountain before taking over Penglai Mountain. However, within a few years, Penglai Mountain was leveled by another wave of masters who came from nowhere. At that time, the seven heroes rose up to resist. , but in the end I heard that this group of people were extremely powerful in martial arts, and all the Seven Heroes were wiped out by this group of thieves. Since then, these Seven Seals have truly been lost in the world!"
After hearing this, Du Jie asked: "Master, since it is an unheralded mystery of the Seven Masters, then how come Master San Duan knows the Seven Seals of Zhenhai? Could it be that San Duan is...?"
Tianjisou nodded: "Yes, Mo Xiu is indeed the only descendant of these seven heroes. He went out for a while because of something, and when he returned home, his parents and uncles were already dead. It's a pity that this is so A martial arts training material. For so many years, Mo Xiu has been looking for the person who killed his father like a headless fly. However, Penglai Island is too far away from the Central Plains, and I, the Tianji Sect, can’t help! Okay, disciple, let’s go to Jialan Temple to stay overnight today. , you go find Qingzong and Zidian, we will set off immediately."
