Du Jie didn't understand what was going on, and Tianjisou didn't explain any more. At this moment, I heard an old voice next to me shouting: "Old Qi! The time is coming, you should go back."
Du Jie saw that Tianjisou's originally anxious mood suddenly calmed down at this moment. Tianjisou sighed slightly and said to Du Jie: "My child, please wait here for three days, and someone will bring you food. I have something to deal with as a teacher. You have studied diligently these days and entered this Xiaoxitian." It can be regarded as your good fortune!"
Du Jie wanted to ask something else, but Tianjisou had already stood up and left. Du Jie thought for a long time before he realized that he was already in the inner temple of Jialan Temple, known as Xiaoxitian.
He struggled hard for a while, but luckily the third senior brother didn't hit hard, so there was just a little numbness in his chest. He didn't know what the third senior brother did that night, and now was not the time to dwell on it.
He stood up and sat on the futon, and saw that he was in a large hall with many people lying around. In the center of the hall stands a ferocious-looking demon statue. Although this temple is not very big, you can barely see the top of the temple when you look up. The dark demon statue has three heads and six arms, with three expressions: joy, anger, and sorrow. There happened to be a glaring golem on his side. He raised his head and glanced at the golem, and was almost frightened to the point of paralysis. He lowered his head almost instinctively. His face turned pale, and sweat poured out in an instant.
What kind of magic is this? Just one glance can scare me into this state. Why does this dark golem stand here? Isn’t this the inner temple of Jialan Temple?
Just when he was so frightened that he lowered his head, there was a contemptuous ridicule next to him: "You dare to peek at the true face of the Third Buddha with so little skill!" Then Du Jie found that there was a person in front of him who had fallen to the ground. As he stood up, an old man who looked like an old butler behind him also stood up. The old housekeeper stood respectfully behind the young man and said: "Young master, this should be the inner temple of Jialan Temple, and this third Buddha should be the real body!"
The young man nodded and said: "As expected, we were brought here. It seems that my father must have gone to plot their big things. Uncle Rong, you came here once with my father back then, but you still remember the inversion of the Five Elements Hand." Location, we don’t have much time.”
The man called Uncle Rong nodded, then looked at Du Jie: "Young master, this person..."
"Since he is the descendant of Uncle Seventh Master, don't move around casually. Look at the people here, one more than him is not more, and one less than him is not more!" The young man interrupted Uncle Rong's words, and then rushed to Du Jie He smiled, showing a row of beautiful teeth.
"Then young master, follow me." After saying that, Uncle Rong led the young man towards the back of the palace.
Before Du Jie could react, people on the ground woke up intermittently. Their faces were either expressionless or beaming with joy. But all of them took action immediately and found the mural somewhere and the books under the mural.
Du Jie finally woke up from the fright of the demon just now. He raised his head with lingering fear, but he didn't have the courage to look at the demon again. All around you could hear the sound of books being read and moves being practiced. Du Jie then remembered what Tianjisou said to him when he went out. Let him read these martial arts secret books carefully, and he must make some progress in these three days.
He raised his head and looked around, and vivid murals suddenly appeared in front of him. He walked around and looked at "Zhoutian Baguazhang, Marrow Cleansing Sutra, Mandarin Duck Linked Legs..." These were almost all of Du Jie's I have never heard of martial arts. Looking at the nervous attitudes of the people around me, I knew that the martial arts here must be extraordinary. Du Jie hurriedly walked around the inner hall, where nearly a hundred martial arts secret books were placed almost in an orderly manner. But in front of the murals in the main hall, there were people standing in twos and threes surrounding them. Whenever Du Jie walked near these people, they were all stared at. It seemed that if Du Jie tried to secretly learn these secrets, he would be cut into pieces by these people.
Du Jie had no choice but to go back under the Third Buddha again. Although he did not dare to look up at the demon statue, Du Jie was still very curious as to why the inner temple was not as magnificent as the outer temple. There is only a dark demon statue. The pedestal of this demon statue is indeed shaped like a lotus. But are there demons in Buddhism too? What is the Third Buddha?
The world passed by little by little, and the sound of martial arts practice all around never stopped. During this period, Du Jie fell asleep twice because he was too sleepy. When he woke up, there were several hot steamed buns and a bowl of white porridge next to him. He looked around and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl not far away smiling at him.
Du Jie smiled sheepishly when he saw it. The man next to the girl turned around and glared at Du Jie, then lowered his voice and said, "Girl, don't be distracted. We don't have much time!" The girl didn't know how to complain. After saying something, he started practicing his moves again. Du Jie was too embarrassed to disturb her, so he could only watch silently. This girl should have practiced a set of body movements and martial arts that are very suitable for women. She practiced them as gracefully as dancing. Du Jie was looking at the other people next to him. , almost all young people are practicing, the older ones are giving guidance, and other followers are monitoring those who come from outside to learn from others. It seems that this martial arts move is a secret that is not passed down anywhere.
Du Jie turned around and saw the demon statue behind him. He stood up bored and circled around the demon statue. He touched the black lotus platform and felt it was cold to his hands. He didn't know what material it was made of. There were no doors or windows in the entire hall. Du Jie thought for a long time and couldn't figure out how his master left this place.
After wandering around for a while, Du Jie felt bored and thought that since he couldn't do anything, he might as well meditate to recuperate his body. He started meditating on the futon closest to the Third Buddha.
The skill of meditating comes from the Taoist exhalation method, which uses breathing as a medium to slowly divide the clear and turbid air in the body. The clear air rises into the brain, and the turbid air sinks to be eliminated. So it's a very intentional process with the body. Moreover, when meditating, my mind is clear and my six senses are very strong, so I can easily sense what is happening around me.
But this time Du Jie felt drowsy while meditating. He tried to wake up from the meditating state several times, but he couldn't open his eyes as if there was some magic power. Slowly, Du Jie felt as if his soul was attracted by the Third Buddha behind him. It slowly floated out of his body and slowly floated into the body of the Third Buddha.
Du Jie seemed to have had a very strange dream. He dreamed that he had returned to the battlefield in the northwest. He was already a marshal in his thirties, and his senior, second, and third senior brothers were all by his side, and the sixth The senior brother, dressed like a strategist, was supervising the formation behind the army. Everyone's clothes were stained with blood, the war horses were neighing, the war drums were roaring, wolf smoke was everywhere, and murderous intent was everywhere.
Du Jie felt endless killing intent emerging from his body. This momentum almost made him tremble. He didn't know why he appeared here when he suddenly heard a cry of killing coming from the opposite side!
"kill!!!"
The enemy came roaring in the sky covered with yellow sand. The eldest brother shouted to him from the side: "Commander! If we don't fight now, we will wait until later!"
"Handsome!!"
Du Jie's eyes were almost red. He looked at the corpses that had fallen to the ground, looked at the territory behind him, and looked at the wolf riders in front. The word "kill" almost came out of his mouth. And at this moment, nine dragon chants suddenly sounded in his ears like thunder, "Ho ho ho ho..."
After nine dragon chants, a very old voice suddenly came out: "Huh?" Du Jie shook his head vigorously and finally woke up. He found himself in a vast white place. There are nine golden dragons coiled around his waist. Block those things like white mist from approaching you.
At this moment, the very old voice came over again: "Isn't this the weapon spirit of the Nine Dragon Spear? Little guy, what is your relationship with Du Wei!" Du Jie hadn't figured out what was going on. In front of him, Suddenly an old monk came out of the white mist. The old monk had almost lost his appearance. He sat on a white lotus platform and floated in front of Du Jie.
Du Jie was startled. The old monk smiled and raised his hand to summon a lotus platform from Du Jie's feet. The lotus platform dragged Du Jie all the way to the opposite side of the old monk.
The old monk asked: "What is your name, young man?"
Du Jie suddenly felt less scared when he heard the voice again. The voice sounded a bit like his grandfather's. He knelt in front of the old monk on the lotus platform and bowed: "My dear, my dear, my name is Du." Jay.”
The old monk said to himself, "Du Jie? Is this the spirit of the Nine Dragon Spear? Are you a descendant of Du Wei's child?" The old monk stretched out his hand and pulled out a golden dragon from Du Jie's waist. Jinlong seemed to like this old monk very much and kept walking back and forth along his body.
Du Jie felt a chill in his heart when he saw it, and hurriedly replied: "I don't know, kid, but I do carry the Nine Heavens Soul Chasing Gun on my back. It was given to our Du family by my master."
"Your master? Who is your master?"
"My master is Tianjisou Zhouli of Yashan Tianjimen."
The old monk's eyes suddenly opened when he heard the name, but he quickly closed them again: "How is he now?"
Du Jie didn't understand what the old monk said: "Are you talking about my master? Everything is fine with him. I just entered the door not long ago, and I haven't gone back to Tianji Sect with him yet. By the way, I dare to ask the old god who are you? …”
The old monk laughed: "You have never heard of my name at such a young age. The old monk is the previous abbot of Jialan Temple - Zi Wuyu!"
