Journey to the West: All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 188 The Protagonist Hong Yi
Jiang Liu got the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past", so he naturally visualized every day and cultivated the supernatural powers of Dharma.However, he was extremely careful. During the day, he only visualized for a few breaths in the morning and evening, and if something happened, he would stop immediately.

In the rest of the time, he also communicated with Bai Ziyue and Concubine Yuan of the Eight Great Demon Immortals.

Jiang Liu's martial arts cultivation bases all come from the world of "Dragon Snake". Although he has comprehended the meaning of boxing and broke through the innate realm, if he really wants to evaluate it, he is only a beginner in the "exchanging blood" realm of martial saints, and he is far away from human immortals. !
In the previous battle with the clone of the Peacock King, the clone said that he was immortal, but it was actually inaccurate.That's because he has the "Jiuzhou Ding" and the "power of one state" to bless him, so his attack power has reached that of a human immortal, but his physical body is a martial saint.

However, Bai Ziyue himself is only a martial sage, and although he has given Jiang Liu some lessons in martial arts, it is not much.Among them, "Ox Demon Powerful Method" and "Flying Spirit Forging Bone Fist" are similar to "Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound" and "Pure Yang Qi" in the "Dragon Snake" world, and they are even more brilliant.

In the blink of an eye, it was the twelfth lunar month of winter.

The supernatural powers of dharma can't be cultivated successfully in a short time, it can only take a long time to condense slowly.However, those yakshas and asuras can be accomplished quickly, but compared to Amitabha Buddha, their power is too weak to be worth cultivating.

Jiang Liu reminded that the Baihu clan was also planning to relocate, and the destination of the relocation was the Yuantu Empire, and Bai Ziyue was going to take them away.

As for Concubine Xianghu, Wang Yuan, she was still hiding in the Dagan Palace, and she didn't know what her intentions were.

With the departure of the group of white foxes, Fox Cave gradually became colder. Bai Ziyue had also left, and Jiang Liu couldn't help but think of the protagonist Hong Yi.

"I took away the opportunity that should belong to him, how should he grow up? Why don't I take him as a disciple!"

With this in mind, Jiang Liu headed towards the Qiuyue Temple.Among the Western Mountains, there is only this temple, and it is extremely dilapidated.The Dagan Empire worshiped Taoism and suppressed Buddhism, and even the Dachan Temple, the holy place of Buddhism in the world, was wiped out. Naturally, these small temples have no reason to prosper.

It was getting dark, and Jiang Liu came outside the small temple.There is only an ordinary old monk guarding the temple. If he is not old enough to go anywhere, he will never guard this leaky temple with few incense sticks.

Against the wind and snow, Jiang Liu knocked on the temple door, took off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, hung them on the corner of the wall, and then sat in front of the brazier to warm up.For him, the wind and snow naturally had no effect, as soon as his vitality evaporated, he could dry his clothes.But this happened on a whim, and he wanted to take that Hong Yi as his apprentice, so he dressed up a bit.

"Great monk, bring me a bowl of plain noodles!" Then he took out a few dimes of silver and gave it to the old monk.

The great monk was already a bit old, but fortunately he was still very strong. He put his palms together and respectfully said: "My Buddha's coming to Qiuyue Temple is the blessing of the old monk's lifelong cultivation. I dare not accept it!"

If ordinary people go to temples, monks call them "Bodhisattvas", and never call pilgrims "my Buddha".

When Jiang Liu visualized Amitabha Buddha, his whole body also had a hint of Buddha charm, sitting cross-legged, with a serene expression, but it was not like the majesty of Buddha statues in other temples, but revealed a kind of kindness.

The old monk faced the Buddha statue and recited the Buddhist scriptures all his life, so he could naturally see a thing or two.

"Let you take it and take it!"

"Thank you my Buddha!"

With that said, the old monk went to the backyard and lit up the stove with reverence.

Not long after, a bowl of plain mushroom noodles was presented in front of Jiang Liu. Jiang Liu looked at the lights in the side hall through the wind and snow, and said, "Is there any more? Serve a bowl for the scholar too. Oh, By the way, here are ten taels of silver, when the wind and snow stop, go to the city to buy some food and charcoal, if possible, I will stay here for a few days."

Not long after Jiang Liu finished eating a bowl of plain noodles, a steady footstep came over.With a delicate and delicate face, he is extremely handsome, worthy of being the protagonist.At the age of fifteen or sixteen, his body has grown a little thicker, and he has obviously started practicing martial arts.

"I heard from the master that a Bodhisattva came to the temple, and the scholar Hong Yite came to visit." Hong Yi bowed to Jiang Liu, and said neither humble nor overbearing.

Jiang Liu sat cross-legged, didn't intend to move, raised his eyelids slightly, looked at him together like a big Buddha behind him, and said with a smile: "Next spring will be the scientific examination, you are very diligent. This lonely temple is for studying Good place, clean! Help you start the spring and be the top of the high school list!"

"Borrow a good word from Mr.!"

The two exchanged a few more words, then Hong Yi left.

The north wind howled, the wind and snow covered the sky and the earth, and the walls on all sides creaked.

In the small room in the side hall, Hong Yi picked up the wick and prayed: "Mother, if you have a spirit in the sky, please bless me and get a grade in one subject, and I will rectify your name."

Said so softly.

boom!
The lantern flower burst into a flower.

Shaped like a lotus flower blooming, before you knew it, the light was three points brighter than before, and the charcoal fire that was about to go out in the pot also gave off a sense of warmth.The cold wind was howling outside and the snow was flying, but the whole room was gradually warming up.

It snowed all night and finally stopped before dawn.The continuous white snow adorns the world, Qiongzhi jade leaves, pink and jade, bright and the same color, it is really a gratifying scene of auspicious snow and a bumper year.

After Hong Yi got up, he wanted to exercise his muscles and bones. He just started to exercise recently. Although the time is short, his muscles and bones are getting stronger day by day.And this method of body training was taught by that half-sister Hong Xuejiao, and in the entire Wuwenhou Mansion, only that girl treated him better.

With a "squeak", the wooden door was opened.

Hong Yi looked up and saw that it was covered in silver, and the world was pure white.

In the courtyard in front of me, I met that Buddha-like man practicing boxing last night.His fists were like the wind, and his feet lightly tapped the ground, like a flying dragon stepping on slush. When Hong Yi saw the white snow on the ground, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank, and he took a deep breath.There is not even a trace of footprints on the white snow on the ground!

Looking at the river again, it soars into the sky, and on the big camphor tree in the courtyard, there are a group of sparrows looking for food.Jiang Liu made a circle with his hands, stretched out and caught, and accurately caught a sparrow that was just about to take off in the palm of his hand, and held it gently.But the remaining group of sparrows didn't react at all, they turned their eyes to stare at Jiang Liu, and after he landed, a few sparrows flew up chirping.

Windless and unintentional, even a group of alert sparrows could not perceive his movements, which is breathtaking.

"This kind of boxing has never been heard of before. My father is a martial artist who 'trains the marrow like frost, and trains the blood mercury plasma'. His blood energy moves like a river and the sea. This man's attack actually suppressed the blood energy to nothingness... One is just, one It is softness! Rigidity can kill people, open a nine-stone bow, dance with a big spear, what can this extreme soft boxing do? No, the sages in the book said that hardiness cannot last long, and softness cannot be defended. The combination of hardness and softness is the way of martial arts!"

Just when Hong Yi was shocked, Jiang Liu caught the sparrow and spread his palms, and the sparrow immediately flew up.But whatever.The moment the sparrow fluttered its wings, a gentle dark force emanated from Jiang Liu's palm, counteracting its thumping momentum.

Then, he shook his palm again, and the sparrow landed on his shoulder.

He spun up and down, squatted up and down, and the sparrow was also flying around on his body.every fly.They can all lean in accurately, use their body to stick the sparrow, and generate dark energy to counteract the flying force.The sparrow seemed to only revolve around Jiang Liu's body, and could never fly out.

"It's amazing... It's easy to kill a thousand or ten thousand sparrows, but to achieve this level, Hong Xuejiao can't do it, and few people in Yu Jingcheng's younger generation can do it. This person doesn't look very old. After all who is it?"

"Wow!"

The sparrow flapped its wings and flew away.

Jiang Liu came on the snow, and in a few steps, he came to Hong Yi and said, "Scholar, are you interested in cultivation?"

"Mr.'s boxing technique just now is really amazing. The students can't get enough of it!" Hong Yi said.

"Haha...meeting is fate. I think you have some talents in cultivation. Don't disappoint the good fortune of heaven. I have a set of "Martial Arts" and "Tao Jing". If you are interested, take a look and see what you don't understand You can come and ask me, but I don’t necessarily stay long.” Then, he took out two sets of scriptures and a bottle of lamp oil from the holy mausoleum in the world of "Shu Mountain", which is a treasure that makes people concentrate.

"This lamp oil is good for your study, come to me for it when you run out!" After finishing speaking, he went to the main hall with his hands behind his back, and practiced quietly.

"Thank you sir!" Hong Yi returned to the house with the scriptures and lamp oil, lost in thought.The so-called "do nothing to show courteousness, rape or steal", but thinking that he has nothing to gain, he drove away this dirty mind.

After reading, I took out "Wu Jing" and "Dao Jing" to watch, and three days passed before I knew it.

In the past three days, Jiang Liu watched Hong Yi grow up day by day, especially the way of the soul, with the help of spiritual oil, he had already reached the point of going out at night.

"Do you want to learn Taoism?" Jiang Liu suddenly said with his back to the Buddha.Others meditate and practice facing the Buddha statue, but he is sitting in the hall like the big Buddha. Looking at it, the Buddha is no different from Jiang Liu.

Just as Jiang Liu finished speaking, an ethereal figure entered the main hall through the wall, bowed to Jiang Liu from a distance, and said, "Mr. Excuse me, I'm clearing up my cultivation. The students will leave now."

"Don't worry, you have initially comprehended the way of the soul and reached the realm of night tour. I will take you to travel around the world, you are willing!" Although he was asking Hong Yi, Jiang Liu's soul had already appeared, Ning Ruo The entity, with a dignified appearance, stood in front of Hong Yi, giving him the feeling of a mountain, an ocean, or a giant Buddha thousands of feet high.

"Let's go!" In an instant, Jiang Liu rolled up Hong Yi's spirit and soared into the sky.

Jiang Liu learned the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past", and visualized it every day, the primordial spirit already had the characteristics of an immortal Buddha. Although it was not as good as the monkey's somersaulting cloud [-] miles away, it could still "travel the North Sea in the morning and the Cangwu in the evening", Think thousands of miles.

(End of this chapter)