A Clash of Gods Chapter 124: Qing Jing
Yang Ning is angry, but more horrified.
He knows that the martial arts of the young monk is really far above himself. The one just turned back, light and light, he can’t do anything. He thought it was just an ordinary weak monk, but Unexpectedly, he even looked away, this young monk's martial arts were so powerful.
The young monk is not only light in body, full of strength, but also amazing in speed. Yang Ning’s fighting skills are absolutely not weak, but under this young monk’s hands, he has no time to react.
"Brother Ning, can you do lunch?" Zhen Ming young monk asked again.
Yang Ning knew that he really encountered a powerful role. This young monk’s martial arts skills were not weak, and his mind was still a tendon. He took Master’s words as a sacred thing.
If you want to be tough again at this time, I'm afraid I will lose money.
Yang Ning naturally knows the reason why gentlemen revenge is not too late for ten years, and even knows the reason why heroes don’t eat the loss in front of them. They get up, pat their shirts, and ask, "I said little... Brother, you Where did you learn this skill?"
"Is taught by the master." Really young monk said.
Yang Ning thumbs up: "It seems that your master must be a great person, and you also seem to be very talented, and the martial arts are a little higher than I seem."
"Brother Ning, have you ever learned martial arts before?" Zhen Ming young monk asked, "You don't seem to have great martial arts."
Yang Ning cursed for a while, thinking about which one of your goddesses is not open, which one is higher in martial arts. I’m telling the truth here, but my face still says with a smile: "Little Brother said yes I don’t practice too much martial arts.....Yes, is Brother Xiao born a natural power? I think you just had a lot of energy."
The young monk was puzzled and said: "Is the young monk very strong? The young monk did not know that the young monk was brought up the mountain by the master since childhood, and has lived here with the master. I remember when he was six years old, the master began to teach the young monk , Practice according to the Qingjing mantra, since then, I will grow stronger day by day, and I will be as light as a bird...!"
"Wait a minute!" Yang Ning immediately raised his hand to stop and opened his eyes wide: "What are you talking about? You have a lot of strength and you will turn over, is it because of the cultivation of the Qing Jing?"
The young monk Zhenming said: "Yes, why did Brother Ning ask this question?"
Yang Ning grabbed the arm of Zhenming young monk and smiled: "Your little brother, how can you cure half of the word? You should have said that the Qing Scripture can be used to practice martial arts."
Yang Ning thought that the Qing Scripture is just an ordinary Buddhist scripture. How can you learn what Buddhist scriptures are?
He knows that there are so many strangers and strangers in this world, and his masters are like clouds. Although his fighting skills are proficient, if he uses combat techniques to fight these masters, it will be very ugly to die. The monk in his tens just now You can easily play with yourself in applause, and you can see that your skills are really insignificant in this world.
If you want to survive in this world, you must make yourself stronger.
If this Qing Jing can really improve your martial arts, of course you should learn well.
The young Ming monk dumbfounded and said: "Qing Jing can practice martial arts? This little monk doesn't know." He also said: "However, practicing the Qing scriptures can indeed make the martial arts work more effective. The master said that the Qing scriptures not only You can cultivate your mind with open mind, and you can also make the meridians unobstructed. The master also said that the Qing Scripture must not be taught to others.
Yang Ning froze for a moment, but thought in his heart, this Qing Jing can smooth the meridians, would it be possible to teach yourself this mantra of the scriptures, can help yourself heal?
Zhen Ming monk walked out of the yard and looked back. This time Yang Ning followed him obediently. The monk walked to the edge of the giant clock and sat cross-legged on a rock by the cliff. The rock was smooth. Like a mirror, it is obviously caused by people sitting on it for many years.
On the opposite side of this rock, there is also a rock, which is also very smooth. Yang Ning thought of the young monk and the master. It seems that the two masters and disciples were sitting here for practice all year round.
He is also polite. He sat down across from the young Ming monk and smiled: "Brother, are you all here to practice?"
"The breath here is pure, which is of great benefit to practice." The young monk Zhenming honestly replied: "I have been practicing here with my master since I was six years old."
"No wonder your martial arts are so powerful." Yang Ning raised his thumbs. "Sister Brother, I think your martial arts must be first-class in this Great Guangming Temple."
The young monk Zhenming immediately shook his head and said: "No, there are many brothers and sisters in the temple, they are all better than me."
Yang Ning heard the words and felt awkward in her heart, thinking that the young monk had said that there were four or five hundred monks in the Great Guangming Temple. If other people’s martial arts are more powerful than the young monk, how terrifying is the Great Guangming Temple? Can't help but ask: "You have fought with them, or tried with them? How do you know that their martial arts are higher than you?"
The young monk was stunned and said, "The young monk did not interact with anyone. He usually only practiced martial arts with his master. The Daguangming Temple was the first to practice Buddha, the second to practice martial arts. ."
Yang Ning was relieved and said, "You haven't tried it before, how can you know that they are more powerful than you?"
The young monk raised his hand and scratched his bare head. He said: "The young monk's brain is dull, martial arts grow very slowly, and the martial arts time is not too long. The martial arts of the brothers and sisters should be above the young monk."
"I said, Brother Xiao, you still say no foolish words, it turns out that this is just your guessing." Yang Ning sighed: "I haven't fought, I can't comment on the level, you say you are dull, it may not be false, but there may be They are more dull than you, and their progress may be slower than yours. Don’t you talk nonsense that all martial arts are higher than you in the future. If you really believe you, won’t you scare the dead?”
"Why scare people to death?" The young monk wondered: "But the young monk is indeed guessing, that is the young monk's mistake. In the Daguangming Temple, there should be... there should be no people who are duller than the young monk." Dun, said again: "Every year there will be a martial arts meeting in the temple, and the whole temple must be present. The young monks have seen the teachers and brothers compete. Their martial arts are really exquisite, and the young monks are ashamed."
"Then why didn't you participate?" Yang Ning said: "If you want to play, you might not lose to them."
He didn’t shoot the **** of Zhenming young monk, but he was easily knocked down by the young monk. If the young monk’s martial arts in Daguangming is still the worst, then everyone in the whole temple can be used. Stepping on your own feet and thinking about the depression of your mother-in-law, the depression in Yang Ning's mind will be resolved only if it proves that the young monk's martial arts skills are better than most people in the temple.
It's just that the little monk is still unpretentious and still humble. Yang Ning is in a sullen heart. He can't wait to pick up a stone and smash the light scoop to his head.
The young monk naturally didn’t know the grievances in Yang Ning’s heart, and he poured fuel on the fire: “All the martial arts can come to the field to learn from are the brothers and sisters who have done martial arts very well. The master only has a small monk as an apprentice, and he warned the small monk not to argue with people, let alone with the brothers and sisters in the temple, so the master has never let the small monk play."
"It's not that you can't do martial arts. In the final analysis, it's your master who won't let you play." Yang Ning immediately concluded and immediately stunned: "Your master only has one apprentice?"
The young monk nodded and said, "Yeah, apart from presiding over the uncle, the senior monks of the Jing character generation have their own disciples. Other uncles said that there are also twenty or thirty disciples. Only the master, only accepting the monk as a disciple "Looking at Yang Ning, said: "But since the master asked the monk to teach you the Qing Scripture, it should be ready to accept you as a disciple."
Yang Ning thought for a while and then asked, "Brother, do you know the Shaolin Temple?"
The temple he is most familiar with is naturally the Shaolin Temple. In many books, the mention of Jianghu Wulin, Shaolin Temple is Taishan Beidou, and I don’t know if there are Shaolin Temples in this world.
"Shaolin Temple?" said the young monk Qiqi: "What's that?"
Yang Ning thought that you could not even know Shaolin Temple, and explained: "Shaolin Temple is the largest monastery in the world, and like your Daguangming Temple, there are many monks. What do you say..." .., oh, yes, all martial arts out of Shaolin, have you ever heard of it?"
The young monk shook his head and said: "I haven’t heard of it. But as far as the little monk knows, the first temple in the world has always been our Daguangming Temple."
Yang Ning said with a smile: "It may be that you have gone too little down the mountain and you haven't heard of it. You, the Great Guangming Temple, are only a few hundred people. In fact, you can't talk about what a big temple is. There are thousands of real big temples. People, there is still a gap between Daguangming Temple and them~IndoMTL.com~ That was Xiao Zeng's ignorance." The young monk said very seriously: "The master did not talk about the Shaolin Temple with the young monk, so the young monk did not know." He murmured again: "But if Shaolin Temple is the first temple in the world, the master will not tell the monks. The famous temple in the world, the master and the monk have talked about dozens of them. The monk remembers everything, that is, he has never heard of the Shaolin Temple. "The only silence, finally said: "When Master comes back, the monk asks the master again. Brother Ning, do you know how to be lucky?"
"Luck?" Yang Ning frowned: "Are you talking about breathing?"
The young monk thought for a while, and said, "It's like breathing, but... It's just very different. Luck is the foundation of practicing martial arts. Only with luck all over the body, can you feel at ease and breathe. ....." After a pause, only said: "Clean formula, can teach how to luck."
Yang Ning is more certain that this Qing Jing must be a practice of Qi and Wu Jing.
Qianfan Duan Canghai said that the root cause of his own trap is that he has too much accumulation of true qi in his body, but he has no luck at all.
It's really raining just now that someone will send an umbrella. What's missing? What did the little monk want to teach himself about his luck? It was just right.
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