Quanzhen Little Daoist starts

In the second year of Song Yuan Fu (1099), on the twelfth day of the winter moon, at night, Shaolin Temple, heavy snow!
When the person who came said that sentence, the sweeping monk felt something was wrong, but it was too late to stop now...

I saw the visitor stretching out an index finger, like an ant looking at the sky, like a mayfly shaking a tree, a little black light erupted from his fingertip!

In an instant, the two fingers collided, and in an instant of confrontation, the two of them retreated a few steps, the man in black, Murong Bo, and Xiao Yuanshan, who had not had time to get on the stage, also retreated a few steps in a row to stabilize their figures.

"If you don't go, please send the great monks on the road!"

Under the order of the visitor, more than [-] men in black rushed towards the monks, big and small, who were lying on the ground. Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan looked at each other and rushed towards the men in black respectively.

Old enemies for many years, now they are sincerely cooperating.

The one who protected him was actually the middleman of their vengeance back then, Shaolin Temple!

The world is really strange. When they are thinking about doing things, they live the most relaxed and comfortable years, but when they want to be clean, trouble automatically finds the door.

As an ancient temple of more than [-] years, Shaolin is naturally rich in the power of incense. Before the sweeping monk was awakened, he was still no match for someone coming, and now Shaolin is also relying on...

But looking at the person in front of him, the ink-colored lotus platform on his fingertips is constantly devouring the heritage of Shaolin.

Seeing this, the sweeping monk decided not to keep it anymore, put his hands together, and the Buddha statues in the Daxiong Hall moved together, and the golden body of Arhat, the gatekeeper, was exhausted at night.

The aura of the sweeping monk began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under the astonished eyes of the crowd, the sweeping monk slapped the head of the visitor.

This ordinary palm, in the senses of the visitor, is no different from the Buddha's blessing!

But who is he?

He cannot bear the blessing of the Buddha!
The hands of the visitor quickly formed seals, as if holding the sky with both hands, a lotus flower quickly took shape, and quickly collided with the Buddha's hand that came from the lower hand, and they stalemate!

This is his only chance to send the floor-sweeping monk to reincarnation, and he can't give up, otherwise, when his reincarnation is complete, it will be too late to regret.

The two were at a stalemate, falling into the dual consumption of spirit and internal strength.

Most of the people in Shaolin were killed or injured, only by Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, but I don't know how many people there are. Seeing this, the sweeping monk used his last strength to shake the people away...

The powerful infuriating energy mixed with the power of the incense that he had condensed desperately brought half of the main hall down in an instant, and many side rooms were also affected.

Just the monk novice who died in the aftermath of this confrontation, there are as many as dozens of people...

The sweeping monk saw the person falling into the pharmacist's hall in front of him, he couldn't help sighing "Amitabha", and then closed his eyes, and a little bit of spiritual light came back!
The person who ran out from the ruins saw that the purpose of the trip had been achieved, so he waved his hands to let his subordinates retreat, under the vigilant eyes of Murong Fu and Xiao Yuanshan...

In this battle, Shaolin's vitality can be said to have been severely injured, but the Buddha's kalpa has finally passed, and the surviving monks, big and small, supported each other.

Sitting cross-legged around the floor-sweeping monk, he began to recite the "Sutra of Rebirth"...

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Compared with the tragic situation in Shaolin Temple, Kaibao Temple is more refined. After learning that the Buddha bone relics were enshrined on the top of Kaibao Pagoda, Qiu Zhiqing knew what to do.

In other words, he had been to this pagoda before. At that time, it was still the capital of the Kingdom of Jin. He was on the top of the pagoda at night to observe the imperial city of Bianjing!

Of course, he was almost taken down by an old eunuch who practiced boy kung fu because he went to the palace to enjoy the fire. This matter was obviously forgotten.

After that, he went to find the old eunuch, but he didn't see anyone. He probably died in Caizhou together with the emperor of Jin.

It's not necessarily about revenge, but mainly because I want to test my progress and see if it's big or not.

At this time, Baoding's younger brother, Baoxu, was in charge of opening the pagoda, but he was sitting in charge of opening the pagoda, on the first floor, Qiu Zhiqing had to let him know what it means to fall from the sky!

Of course, Qiu Zhiqing didn't intend to beat people, he was ordered to see if they took good care of the Buddha bone relics that Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin taught them back then.

As for why Zhao Xu was not allowed to directly order...

According to Qiu Zhiqing's observation, the great monk in the temple pays homage to the Buddha bone relic every morning and evening, which lasts about two quarters of an hour.

In the second year of Song Yuanfu (1099), on the fifteenth day of the winter moon, at night, in Bianjing, at the beginning of Youshi, there is no cloud in the sky, and the moon and stars are scarce!

To the east of Kaibao Temple, above the Bianhe River, there is a single-plank bridge for some reason, one mile to the east along the single-plank bridge, in a forest.

The moonlight shines through the bare branches, stretching the two... three shadows standing in the forest!

The cow-riding shepherd boy put the bamboo flute to his mouth, and under the watchful eyes of an immortal purple-robed Taoist, he silently gave up the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to play a song.

"Is Chonghe reliable?"

"Reliable, he said that he had specially practiced archery with an archery expert, not to mention that he can hit every shot and shoot for a mile. It is still credible. How is your formation preparation? As soon as he gives the signal, I will start Cast a spell!"

"Don't worry, we've known each other for so many years, don't you understand my level?"

At this time, Qiu Zhiqing was talking to the air in the northeast corner of Bianjing inner city.

"You look like this, won't you be hurt by the Buddha's light in the temple?"

What answered him was a voice as thin as a mosquito, but Qiu Zhiqing could still hear what he was saying clearly. The one who made the sound was the mahogany sword on his back.

Today he didn't carry his Qiubai on his back, but brought Chongzhen's mahogany sword. In his words, he is called Shenyou!
To put it bluntly, it is a low-profile version of borrowing things instead of form, using his mahogany sword as a support, and letting Qiu Zhiqing take his mahogany sword with him when traveling is convenient and convenient.

Not to mention, the four of them together are really a perfect match, if any one of them is missing in the matter of unraveling Zhao Xu's curse.

They couldn't even do the first step, making Zhao Ji take the blame.

When Immortal Huayang cast the spell before, if Chongzhen hadn't acted in time to stabilize the "enchantment" that Qiu Zhiqing created, it would have ended in failure with a high probability.

But now, the four of them have their own specialties, and each has their own areas of responsibility. If one is missing, the plan will fall through, and Zhao Ji is cool!
In the second year of Song Yuanfu (1099), on the fifteenth day of the winter moon, night, Bianjing, at the time of Haishi, there are no clouds in the sky, and the moon and stars are sparse!

It seems that Master Huayang is quite capable, saying that today is sunny, today is sunny!

There was still half an hour before the agreed time, and Qiu Zhiqing planned to act, and half an hour was enough for himself.

The four-stone bow prepared in advance was on his back. It was a rare thing. Today he didn't wear his Taoist robe that hadn't been changed for several years, but specially put on a set of night clothes.

After two jumps, he came to the northeast corner building. He didn't intend to fly there, and it was a bit exhausting.

A few feet on the roof, just like the legend of shrinking the ground into an inch, the distance of two miles, but the time for a cup of tea will come.

In order not to disturb the imperial guards in the temple, Qiu Zhiqing climbed up the steps like a ladder, and in a short time, he passed the guards of the imperial guards and came to the top of the tower of Kaibao Temple.

Baoxu and Baoxu under the pagoda felt a little restless today, but they didn't know why.

I thought to myself, it should be because I didn't practice enough, and my mind wasn't quiet enough!
In the Daxiong Palace, after three days, Zhao Ji, who also felt unwell, was already in the hall and fell asleep. Thinking about this Lord of Flowers and Birds, he must have suffered a lot in the past few days.

Randomly tapped his sleeping point to make him more peaceful...

Stepping into the empty Mahavira Hall, looking at the tall Buddha statue, and the two venerables Ananda and Kaye standing on the left and right, Qiu Zhiqing always felt that he was committing a crime.

Looking up at the downcast Tathagata Buddha and the two venerables, Qiu Zhiqing couldn't help muttering a few words to himself: Blessed Boundless Heavenly Venerable!

With some strength, he jumped onto the Buddha statue, placed the Buddha bone relic in his hand gently on the right hand of the Buddha statue holding the flower, and then jumped down gently.

At this time, the mahogany sword slowly flew out from behind, and began to practice, drawing the power of incense!

Qiu Zhiqing asked him to take it easy. The outside circle was surrounded by forbidden soldiers. He was not easy to explain when he was discovered.

After all, he was still wearing night clothes!

Under the operation of the peach wood sword, for about fifteen minutes, Qiu Zhiqing had a keen sense that traces of special energy were gathering in the Buddha bone relic.

After some calculation, it was probably early in the morning, and it should be the same here. Qiu Zhiqing greeted Chongzhen for a hundred years: The wind is tight!

After the fax whirred, he returned to Qiu Zhiqing's quiver, found a gap, and Qiu Zhiqing stepped out of the main hall. The guards of the imperial guards who stood guard felt a breeze blowing on their faces.

When I looked closely, I didn't find anything too big!

Not long after, Qiu Zhiqing came to the top of the pagoda to open the treasure, took off the longbow on his back, looked at the situation a mile away, and took down a feathered arrow.

According to the technique Guo Jing taught him back then, he started measuring distance and aiming. Just as he was about to shoot, he suddenly remembered that the four-stone bow is powerful and the bowstring vibrates very loudly, so he had to guard against it!
So he first made a "enchantment" for himself, and then started shooting again!
Even Daoist Chongzhen, who was about to remind him just now, had to sigh with emotion: Pay attention to people!
With a sound of "嗖~", the feather arrow galloped out, and the white tail feathers pierced the moonlight like a streamer, leaving a silver light in the night sky, and disappeared into the woods one mile to the east in an instant...

Here, it was already midnight, and there was still no movement at Kaibao Temple.

Just when the two of them were anxious, not knowing if there was any accident, Zhang Tianshi sat down on the buffalo and suddenly moved his ears, looked up and looked forward, with a hint of shock in his eyes...

Zhang Tianshi snorted coldly, raised his hand and pressed down, the galloping feathered arrow sank not far from the front hooves of the big buffalo.

Zhang Tianshi's face darkened, and he was sure that Qiu Zhiqing did it on purpose!
The conscience of heaven and earth, one mile away, the north wind whistling, Chong and he really don't want to eat beef!
Now that the signal has arrived, Zhang Tianshi started to fight, and Huayang real person started to practice...

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The next day, there was an uproar in the city of Bianjing, and it was rumored that King Duan Zhao Ji went to Kaibao Temple to pray for His Majesty, but the main hall collapsed, almost burying His Highness Duan Wang inside...