Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 84, one after another
He Yuan didn't want the little beggar to get into trouble, so he made a request.

"When I pass on your martial arts, you are not allowed to leak a single bit of it, and you are not allowed to show it off everywhere. Can it be done?"

"It can be done." The little beggar said firmly.

"Today, I will pass on the formula to you first. This is the introductory skill for practicing superior martial arts. To put it bluntly, let you learn how to walk, how to sleep, and slowly improve over time."

After finishing speaking, He Yuan told Xiao Tao Wan the key to breath adjustment and breathing.If he didn't dare to come up, he would hand in his martial arts.The child's body is too weak, so he can only teach him the methods of breathing, exhaling, promoting blood circulation, kneading and beating in circles, and accumulating strength.

The little pottery bowl remembers being very careful.

After He Yuan taught, he asked the little beggar to repeat the main points, and then pointed out a few mistakes.

Finally, I told Xiao Taowan to take good care of the body when walking, sitting and lying down, and to keep and practice the method of breathing and exhaling.These things are also obtained from his recent practice of inner strength.Although he didn't make much progress by himself, it is still very helpful to learn martial arts if he starts to practice from the basic internal skills.

Since then, every three or five days, He Yuan will come here to teach martial arts.

Dajin Xijing Cilu Temple.Xijing Prefecture is today's Taiyuan area, and Bilu Temple is a subordinate temple of the Jialang Sect of the exotic Esoteric Buddhism.

Today, the host and supervisor were waiting outside the gate of the temple early.When they saw two lines of guards of honor approaching from a distance, they turned around and told people to get ready, and led their monks to meet them.

The guard of honor that came was composed of more than sixty monks and servants.Jiesang, the abbot of the Tilu Temple, greeted him on the left side of Jianyuan Road.Seeing the procession stop slowly, the guard of honor separated, hurried to the procession, and saluted the two monks on the soft sedan chair.

"Disciple Jessang-disciple Sonam has met the master and the elder."

"Excuse me, let's go in and talk."

A group of monks were invited to drink tea and rest in the temple, and the monks from Tilu Temple waited on them attentively.

"I don't know what can work for you, master, and my disciples are willing to help."

"I'm afraid you really can't get involved in this matter. One of the suzerain's disciples and the sect's master died in Luoyang, and the disciples of the Xinlu sect died at the same time. The suzerain sent a message and invited many people from several sects. A guru came here to meet up and settle this matter. You just need to make arrangements for the reception.”

"The disciple understands."

"While there is still time, test your homework."

The abbot immediately asked the rest of the monks to leave and cleared the yard.

The two practice kung fu in front of their masters one by one.The sound of fists and kicks gradually leaked out of the yard.The monks waiting around could hear a muffled sound, like the panting of an old cow.

After a while, the homework is over.The supervisor came out and ordered to send in all the offerings.

The two young novice monks who had just started didn't know what happened inside.He was quietly muttering the gossip he got.

"I went in just now and saw our Master Lunzhu, the master in charge, coming."

"I heard that some important people are coming in the next few days. I don't know who they are."

On this day, the monks were busy complaining and complaining, and they had to put on an air of spring breeze.

The next day, two groups of people came one after another, and the host got to know the leaders of them.There are two masters, Rinzeng and Luosang, of the Xinlu sect.There is also the Nobu master of the Vonin sect with a red mitral hat.A few other mysterious people followed in the team.

In a quiet and secluded Buddhist hall in the temple, several monks were sitting on futons discussing matters, and the leader was the presiding master, Master Lunzhu.

"My disciple died innocently, and we need an explanation. This is up to us to deal with. What should we say about the matter of Juga Sect?"

The people in the other two rows also said what they meant.

"This matter was discussed by several suzerains."

"The matter of Baijiao should have been resolved long ago."

Lunzhu said, "Suo Lang, what do you say? After all, this matter involves your teacher."

The middle-aged monk who kept his head down spoke. "My brother has been practicing the Vajrayana Secret Dharma for a long time. It can't be carried forward, and it's still self-sufficient. Now even the inheritance is in danger. Therefore, many disciples of our school think that this Dharma should be made public. So, this time I have to ask a few of you for the matter."

"That's right, the news has been found out, and this time the five of us will do it together. I guess there won't be any problems." Lunzhu concluded.

"Great goodness."

Luo Sang, a monk of the Xinlu sect, said, "I heard that one of your snow lotus plants has been taken away?"

Lunzhu: "I have received the news. The person who took the snow lotus is also dead, and someone has reported back the details."

"I've heard about it too. Later I heard that the lotus flower is useless. What's going on?

"After the nun was seriously injured by Popa Yixi, her injuries have not healed and she is already dead. For some unknown reason, her two disciples actually put azure snow lotus flowers on the nun's body, causing a corpse change."

"What an ignorant bandit. It's a pity for this treasure. Such a precious thing was ruined by them."

"So, it's useless for us to snatch it back. Someone saw that the flower was trampled. One of his disciples scattered the broken flower on the grave of the three masters and apprentices.

"Hehe, even if you didn't step on it, if you put this thing on the corpse, the medicinal power of the flower will be destroyed. It's a pity."

"Is that the end of the matter?"

Lunzhu said: "Of course it can't be forgotten. They ruined a once-in-a-century event like this. How can they be easily spared. After dealing with the matter of the Juga Sect, we will solve this matter by the way."

The next day, the five lamas led their disciples and servants to go straight to the Baishan Temple of the Juga Sect at the junction of Sichuan, Tibet, Gansu and Shaanxi.

Along the way, there are monks and believers to meet them.They changed horses but did not change people, and rushed to the ancestral temple of the Juga Sect at an extremely fast speed.

This temple is small in scale, but the location is very good.It is on a gentle slope not far from the market town.Under the sunlight, the ritual vessels on the top of the temple shone golden.On the road outside this temple, believers can be seen coming and going.

The sudden arrival of a large group of monks alarmed the temple.A sage monk came to receive him.Although he didn't know the purpose of the other party's visit, he quickly reported it to the steward in the temple.Several monks in white robes welcomed the monks in.

On the high hillside behind the temple, an old man quietly watched the movement of the temple.His clothes are in the style of a monk's robe, and the original color can no longer be seen.His hair and beard are grizzled, unkempt and dirty, and they must have not been taken care of for a long time.

The old man sat there, as if he had become one with the rock.Not long after, chaos broke out in the temple, monks and believers fled to the outside, and shouts for killing also rang out in the temple.The old man closed his eyes and shook his head.Then he stood up, drove away the nearby sheep, and walked towards the temple.

His pace was extremely slow, but his moving speed was astonishingly fast, and he had arrived at the temple in a short while.The old man did not go through the gate of the temple, but calmly jumped up and entered the temple from the high wall.

The shouts of killing in the temple became more violent.
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