Chapter 652

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Along the way, Song Qingshu naturally would not waste such a good opportunity. From time to time, he would ask Zhang Sanfeng about the subtleties and profundities of martial arts, and then confirm with his own experience. After a few days, he learned a few completely different martial arts. sign.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but sighed with emotion. Zhang Sanfeng deserves to be a figure in the golden book system who is on par with Bodhidharma. His cultivation and knowledge are truly pedantic and unfathomable.

Zhang Sanfeng was also very surprised by Song Qingshu's comprehension. Often, the other party could immediately comprehend it after he mentioned it a little, which made him secretly wonder. Qingshu didn't seem to have such high aptitude in the past. Could this be the so-called late bloomer?

Zhang Sanfeng didn't think much about it, seeing that Song Yuanqiao had such an excellent son, it was too late for him to be happy. He soon realized that Song Qingshu's learning was very complicated, and he couldn't help but curiously asked about his experience after the lion slaughter conference.

When he heard that Song Qingshu had been instructed by Wang Yuyan to go to Jingzhou City to get the nerve to renew the meridian, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sighed with emotion: "Young girl Wang is only a 28th girl, but she has a lot of knowledge about martial arts in the world. This world really is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."

After complimenting Wang Yuyan, Zhang Sanfeng began to sigh again: "I heard in the early years that the "Shen Zhao Jing" has the effect of resurrecting the dead, but I just thought it was a rumor in the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect it to be true. Although the "Shen Zhao Jing" is not well-known, I heard your description. , its profundity is really not under the "Book of Yi Jin", "Jiuyang Shengong", "Jiuyin Zhenjing"."

Zhang Sanfeng was even more shocked when he heard that Song Qingshu lost his martial arts unexpectedly and went to Ningma Temple to get "Huanxi. Zen Method": "Lianhua is a very prominent figure in Tantric Buddhism. I didn't expect that he is still a person." However, he is very Quickly frowning: "No wonder you are lustful and lustful now, it turned out to be influenced by this practice, as far as I know, no one in Tantric can really practice this martial art over the years, and most of them are finally controlled by ** , fell into the devil's way, and finally committed suicide..."

Song Qingshu was in a cold sweat, and hurriedly interrupted: "I also know about the master, but I had no other way to learn this, and I also recognized it by drinking poison to quench my thirst."

Zhang Sanfeng asked with concern: "This practice is very evil. The higher the skill, the heavier the demons will be. Have you ever had any abnormalities on your body?"

Feeling Zhang Sanfeng's worry, Song Qingshu felt warm in his heart, and hurriedly replied: "It is true that I was almost fascinated by the inner demon..." Then he told him about the incident of indulging in the Forbidden City. Of course, he dealt with it and concealed it some of these secrets.

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but wonder: "Hey, with your current skill, as far as I know, the inner demons you have encountered should never stop here. Why is this practice not as terrifying as you imagined?"

Song Qingshu smiled calmly: "Maybe I was originally a lustful and lecherous person, and I have a relationship with this practice."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded frequently: "What you said is not unreasonable, I think that Tantric, although there is no lust and precepts, but practicing with dual cultivation is really against the principles of Buddhism. As long as the monks of all dynasties practice, they will inevitably have a sense of guilt in their hearts, which accumulates over time. , the more difficult it is to exorcise the demons. It's not like you, a bastard, who can't ask for double cultivation, but gets a blessing out of misfortune, and does not produce corresponding karma..."

Song Qingshu was dumbfounded when he heard this: "So lust actually has this benefit?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "If you abuse this practice to harm a woman from a good family, you will also have demons. Fortunately, although you are lustful, you still have a bit of character, and you didn't do that flower picking thing."

Song Qing's expression is weird, but in fact, it is true that there are flowers, such as Xiao Tong Hou, Nan Lan, Luo Bing... But these are mostly relying on his own means, rather than using Huanxi Zen to lure. Of course, looking at Zhang Sanfeng's immortal appearance, he naturally did not dare to decontaminate his ears with these things.

Zhang Sanfeng asked him some questions about "Huanxi Zen. Fa", after thinking for a long time, he said: "Qingshu, if Master Tai expected it to be good, as long as you can keep the four words of 'never forget your original intention', maybe you can really cultivate this. The supreme magic that no one has ever practiced before.”

Song Qingshu knew that Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation and knowledge would never be in vain. Seeing him say this, his heart suddenly fell like a big rock, and he couldn't help laughing: "I don't know what effect it will have after the real cultivation is completed."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the white clouds in the sky, and thoughtfully said, "It is said that the three thousand imperial daughters of the Yellow Emperor in those days eventually soared up during the day. Maybe this exercise of yours will have the same effect."

"Ascension in the daytime? I'm not uncommon, how can it be such a joy to build a big harem in this world!" Song Qingshu couldn't help shaking his head, suddenly a move in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Master, the highest realm of Taoism you pursue is not the daytime. Flying, or I will teach you this practice, with your concentration, even if the royal daughter is three thousand, you can definitely overcome those messy inner demons."

Zhang Sanfeng heard a black line, couldn't help but laughed and scolded: "Fuck you~"

Suddenly his expression became solemn, and seeing Song Qingshu put away his smile and looked at him, he couldn't help asking, "You heard that too?"

"Yeah." Song Qingshu nodded, and the sound of fighting was heard from a few miles away. Listening to the battle, the two sides seemed to be two top experts.

The two of them have important things to do on their trip, and they don't want to meddle in their own business, but the battlefield of the other party is right in the middle of the way the two of them are advancing. Although the two do not know whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, with their martial arts, they naturally Without deliberately avoiding the detour, he walked straight to the place where the sound came from.

It didn't take long for the situation on both sides of the battle to be seen, and I saw a monk in yellow and a middle-aged man in green robes coming and going, fighting happily.

"This person's palm waved, it seems to be able to generate invisible saber aura, and clearly

With only two palms, there are eight strengths. When did Shaolin have such a master? Zhang Sanfeng was secretly shocked when he saw it. In addition, the middle-aged man in the blue shirt did not give in too much. His palms flew up and down, protecting the key points in his body, and at the same time faintly blocking the opponent's next moves, and looking at the monk, he seemed quite For fear of facing him.

Sensing that there were outsiders around, the two of them involuntarily took a few steps back, guarding each other while looking at Zhang Sanfeng and the two of them, showing Song Qingshu's appearance, they couldn't help but rejoice at the same time.

"My son-in-law, help me get rid of this monk."

"Junior brother, be careful of this devil's evil power."

The two of them spoke out at the same time, and when they heard each other's words, they couldn't help but froze: "You know each other?"

Song Qingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. These two were old acquaintances. The monk in yellow had a bright expression on his face, and there seemed to be a faint flow of precious light. Naturally, it was the long-awaited Dalun Ming King Jiumazhi. It's so white that I'm afraid of people, it's the head of the Sun Moon God Sect who does it.

Seeing that they were all acquaintances, this fight naturally couldn't start. The two snorted and then closed their efforts at the same time. Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "Why did the two of you fight?"

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