Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 27 Land Immortals
Ren Qinglian paused, and said in a deep voice: "On the journey of martial arts, the one who has mastered is the teacher. I have heard the name of the master for a long time, 'Guan Xin Dao'. The kid wants to use the palm instead of the sword, and learn the master's brilliant move!"

Xing Butou secretly screamed, this Ren Qinglian achieved first-class martial arts with the help of Huangji Pill in just one night, how could she be the opponent of Zhongjie'an, she immediately laughed loudly, and persuaded: "We are about to go west, the two heroes, please stay safe impatient."

Zhongjie'an's eyes were bright, he clasped his palms together and gave a salute, saying: "The poor monk is a tyrant!"

As soon as the words were finished, he clapped his palms out quickly by clasping them together.

In an instant, there was only a sharp whistling sound, and the wind of the palm gushed out like a sharp blade, rushing straight at Ren Qinglian.

Ren Qinglian's eyes flickered, and she clearly found that when Zhong Jie'an cast a palm, that hand turned red in vain, with a trace of heat lingering on it.

With a thought, he also slapped out with a palm, facing the opponent's palm strength and going away.

There was only a loud "bang!", and the sand and stones flew and swirled vigorously.

Zhong Jie'an's expression changed, his figure could no longer stabilize, and he retreated three steps in succession.

Ren Qinglian smiled lightly, standing still, but the brocade robe on her body was blown by the strong wind.

Zhongjie'an took a deep breath and said, "Master Ren's miraculous skills are astonishing. The poor monk only saw it in person today, and he feels that his reputation is well-deserved!"

Ren Qinglian laughed: "It's a fluke, it's a fluke, if the master takes the Huangji pill, I'm afraid the boy will not be an opponent."

After Jiuyou Xuantong achieved insight into the details, his eyesight is amazing. Just when they fought, he found the brocade box exposed in Zhongjiean's pocket. Although it was just a quick glance, it was enough for him to confirm. The great monk did not swallow the Huangji Pill.

However, Ren Qinglian worked the nameless kung fu all night, and all the internal energy in her body has been transformed into non-attribute true energy. Although the quantity may not be as good as that of Zhong Jie'an, it is more than a bit stronger in quality, even if the opponent has already Swallowing Huangji Pill is probably not his opponent.

Although the great monk spoke harshly, being able to admit defeat has already changed Ren Qinglian's perception a lot. In addition, the two of them will watch and help each other in the next period of time, so he is unwilling to offend each other badly. It will not make the other party unable to step down.

Sure enough, after hearing Ren Qinglian's words, Zhong Jie'an's expression changed a lot, and he smiled and said, "Don't dare, don't dare!"

Although Catcher Xing was amazed at Ren Qinglian's strength, he was also relieved at the same time.

At this moment, the big eunuch from the martial arts conference came over.

First, he smiled slightly at Ren Qinglian, and then shouted at the top of his voice: "Xuan Ren Qinglian and Zhong Jie'an, two strong men, enter the palace!"

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In the hall of the court hall, Emperor Taizong ordered someone to bring the scripture-extracting document that had been written, and then printed the Tongxing Baoseal, and then handed the customs-clearing document to Xuanzang himself.

"Brother Yu, today is an auspicious day for traveling. Take this customs clearance document and I will give you another purple gold bowl, which is convenient for you to use during the journey..."

When Taizong said this, the Huangmen official had already played: "Ren Qinglian and Zhongjie'an are waiting outside the hall."

Taizong smiled and said: "The road to the west is far away, and there are more tigers and leopards. I specially selected two masters for Yudi, and I will be your servants on a long journey." Then he said: "Please come in, two strong men. !"

Not long after, the two of Ren Qinglian were announced to the palace.

Taizong's eyes froze, looking at Ren Qinglian in a daze.

The eunuch who invited Qinglian and the other two came in with a good intention, stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this Mr. Ren is young and promising, and he beat all the heroes in the school martial arts field yesterday, and he is also the new cabinet of Baijian Pavilion." Where is the Lord..."

Ren Qinglian first looked at Tang Taizong curiously, and found that there was nothing special, so she set her sights on Xuanzang.

Only then did Taizong say with emotion: "Sure enough, he is a young hero!"

It is true that Ren Qinglian is too young, the younger one is ten years younger than Xuanzang, although there are heroic youths in the Jianghu, but in terms of real masters, most of them are those who have lived for nearly half a year.

Ren Qinglian closed her eyes when she heard the words, and bowed lightly in salute.

Although Taizong was emotional, he did not forget to treat one more favorably than another, and said to Zhongjie'an, "Master Tanzong is doing well these days!"

Zhongjie'an clasped his palms together and made a salute and said, "Your Majesty, Master and the old man have gained a lot of insight from meditation and enlightenment recently. He has already retreated before the little monk went down the mountain, and plans to break through to Nirvana."

The nirvana realm of Buddhism is also called the relic realm, which is the realm of alchemy in Taoism. After that, there are also the realm of lotus platform and golden body realm, which correspond to the realm of Nascent Soul and True Immortal in Taoism.

"Oh Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Xuanzang sang the Buddha's chant. He had heard about the Master Tanzong of Shaolin Temple for a long time, but he didn't expect his cultivation to be so advanced.

Ren Qinglian's eyes also shrank, "The Nether Scripture" mentioned the practice level of various schools of Buddhism and Taoism, but she didn't expect that someone in Shaolin Temple was about to break through to the realm of Martial Saints.

Taizong laughed loudly, "I have a lot of talents in the Tang Dynasty, and I will add another land fairy."

Then he said, "Master Xuanzang is going west to learn scriptures, and there are two guardians who will take care of him along the way."

"It should be!" Zhong Jiean nodded.

Ren Qinglian also nodded slightly.

Taizong nodded in satisfaction, and said again: "I will give my younger brother a strong horse to strengthen my legs for a long journey. You can go on this journey."

Xuanzang was overjoyed, thanked him for his kindness, received the things, and took Ren Qinglian and the two of them to the outside of the hall.

Tang Taizong sat in a row and drove with many officials all the way.

Soon, everyone came to Hongfu Temple outside the Chengguan.

Xuanzang was practicing here recently, and several brothers in the temple had been waiting at the gate of the temple for a long time. Seeing Xuanzang and his party, they went forward to fetch the clothes prepared by the brothers overnight and sent them to Xuanzang. .

Ren Qinglian walked casually along the way, without the awareness of being a follower, and Xuanzang's luggage fell on Zhongjie'an.

What worries him at the moment is how to survive the next journey to learn the scriptures, because in the original book, the two attendants of Tang Seng were caught by monsters just after they left the Tang Dynasty, and they had dinner with them.

Zhong Jie'an obediently followed behind Ren Qinglian, just now the two competed in palm strength, he felt ashamed, the original arrogance had long since disappeared.

Looking at the luggage he was carrying, he took a step forward and took the clothes from Xuanzang's hand, and paid in secret with a bitter face: It seems that this journey is all about this young master Ren!
Tang Taizong also stopped at this time, and told someone to bring the packed horses. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, or they were handed to Zhong Jie'an, who had just packed the bags.

Holding a wine glass, he asked Xuanzang, "Does Yudi have an elegant title?"

"The poor monk is a monk, so he dare not be called." Xuanzang shook his head.

"At that time, the Bodhisattva said that there is a Tripitaka of Sutras in the Western Paradise, and the imperial brother can refer to the Sutras and take the name, how about calling it 'Tripitaka'?" He said, and handed the wine glass in his hand to Xuanzang.

Xuanzang thanked him, took the imperial wine, but said: "Your Majesty, wine is the first precept in the monk's family, poor monks don't know how to drink alcohol."

"Today's trip is different than other things. This is vegetarian wine. I only drink this cup to fulfill my intention of presenting it."

Xuanzang had no choice but to pick up the wine.

Ren Qinglian saw this scene in her eyes, feeling a little dreamy.Looking at Zhongjiean, who is honest and honest, and seeing himself in a chic suit, after all, he feels a little bit sorry, he leans forward and smiles: "Master, has he ever drank alcohol?"

"Drinking is a mistake!" Zhong Jie'an said, and he didn't know what he thought of, so he let out a long sigh.

Ren Qinglian knew that Zhongjie'an was a ranger before he converted to Shaolin Temple, so he must be able to drink, but it seems that there is another story.

While the two were talking, Taizong had already picked up a handful of dust and popped it into the Xuanzang wine, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time, the mountains are far away, and the road is far away, my younger brother can enter this wine: Ning Lian's hometown is a twist." Soil, don’t love ten thousand taels of gold from other lands.”

Xuanzang looked suddenly enlightened, thanked him and drank all the wine, and then he said goodbye and left for Kansai.

It's just that Ren Qinglian and the three hadn't gone far before they were attracted by the soft sound of guzheng floating in the distance, and stopped in their tracks.

The zither sound is like silk, euphemistic and long, and Ren Qinglian can tell that it is the ancient song "Folding Willow".

After standing there in a daze for a while, he already knew who it was.

Sure enough, the sound came from far to near, on a high slope in front of Hongfu Temple, Murong Xuan came with a guzheng in his arms, and smiled slightly at Ren Qinglian from a distance.

Ren Qinglian felt hot in her heart, she didn't expect that someone would come to see her off.

"Young Master Ren, how long will it take you to go back and forth to the west?" Murong Xuan asked with a smile. She changed into a daughter's attire this time. Flying and dancing lightly, like a Linbo fairy.

Ren Qinglian stared blankly for a moment. He had never seen a beautiful girl before, but women with the temperament of Murong Xuan were rare. She pondered for a moment before saying: "Let's say it will take 15 years!"

Xuanzang glanced at Ren Qinglian after hearing this, and soon closed his eyes and began to recite Buddhist scriptures with the old god still present.

Zhongjie'an raised his head, looking as if his mind was wandering.

Murong Xuan frowned slightly: "How long will it take..."

"Cultivation has no sun or moon, and more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. The girl is kind-hearted, and she must be more careful when walking in the rivers and lakes in the future!" Ren Qinglian sighed in her heart and urged.

Murong Xuan was a little dejected, but when he heard Ren Qinglian's words, he smiled and said: "Young Master Lao is concerned, Chang'an is in trouble, and I have to go back to Jinling."

"People's hearts are unpredictable, it's better to be careful." Ren Qinglian remembered that the head of the Nishang faction was in Jinling City.

"Okay, I was the one who sent you off, but you, the mother-in-law said so much..." Murong Xuan laughed, took out something and handed it to Ren Qinglian, and said through voice transmission: "This is My family's 'Wuxiang Tiangang Finger', there are many monsters on the road to the west, I hope it can help you."

Ren Qinglian has seen Murong Xuan's finger strength before, so she naturally knows the value of this technique.

"Everyone reciprocates, you even gave me a glove last night!" Afraid that Ren Qinglian would not accept it, Murong Xuan raised the precious glove in his hand and said.

Zhongjie Nunnery does not have Xuanzang's Taoism, although he pretends to be wandering, but he heard the conversation between the two clearly, he couldn't help grinning, thinking of Ren Qinglian's bandit name, secretly thinking that it was true.

"Then thank you girl!" Ren Qinglian is not a mother-in-law, so this fingering technique may be a life-saving technique for him.

Murong Xuan had a joyful face, and said again: "Then I wish Mr. Ren can get what he wished, and make great progress in martial arts!"

Ren Qinglian smiled coquettishly, clasped her fists and said, "Thank you for your kind words, Miss, I will send you off for thousands of miles, and we will have to say goodbye at last. We will meet later!"

Murong Xuan hugged the zither, played and sang: "The willows are tangled into silk, climbing and folding to spring. The leaves are dense and the birds are flying, and the wind is light and the flowers fall late..."

Ren Qinglian waved her sleeves: "My husband has ambitions all over the world, and we are neighbors for thousands of miles. Miss Murong, take care." As she spoke, her clothes fluttered, and the group of three disappeared into the boundless high slope.

Murong Xuan's eyes flickered again and again, and he sighed: "Young Master Ren is so free and easy, it's just this farewell, I don't know when it will be..."

(End of this chapter)