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The door to the main hall was open, but the room was already dark. A stick of incense in the small three-legged incense burner becomes extremely eye-catching in the dimness.

The old monk facing the gate was obscure, his old face was mostly covered by shadows, and there was a lingering atmosphere of decay on his body.

It's like an ordinary old man, whose life is approaching, and he may close his eyes and die at any time.

For a Buddhist monk, this kind of ordinary is even more extraordinary.

After being in the business for so long, Gao Zhengyang didn't see anything special about Obscurity.

Gao Zhengyang adjusted his eyes slightly, and the dim room brightened again. Under normal circumstances, Gao Zhengyang still likes to enjoy the perception of normal people and enjoy the cycle of day and night.

His senses were too sharp now, and he needed to control them instead. So, only when he needs to, he opens his senses.

Hao Ming seemed to be unaware of Gao Zhengyang's changes, still lowering his head and half-squinting his eyes, and the rosary in his hand slowly and unconsciously turned, not knowing whether he was in a daze or thinking.

The stone refining outside the door had just left. The little monk Yuanzhen was still busy going in and out of the wing. There was a bit of excitement on his round face, and his mood was high.

It can be seen that Yuan Zhen is very welcoming to his arrival.

Gao Zhengyang is also thinking about how much money he has to give to be appropriate. Asking for money is obviously not a joke.

Ever since humans learned to use money as a medium of exchange, money has become one of the most important things in the world.

With the experience of his previous life, Gao Zhengyang knows the importance of money. has no relatives and no reason, even if he is handsome, others will not teach him skills out of thin air.

Paying for it is a matter of course. Gao Zhengyang is not afraid of paying money, he has hundreds of thousands of taels of gold in his hand, and there are such exotic treasures as black gold. The net worth is rich. He mainly doesn't know how much to pay.

To say that he is obscure and greedy for money, but he is dressed shabby, and Tianma Temple is a dilapidated temple. can make the old monk value, and if he really likes money, he will never be so miserable.

But it is clear that a penny is a penny.

Gao Zhengyang thought about it, and finally took out a few large gold ingots from the package, which were more than a hundred taels of gold in front of Xuan Ming.

This is a little bit of the disciple's heart. Gao Zhengyang said politely and directly. He didn't say anything like plastic gold and sesame oil money.

The old monk raised his eyelids and glanced at the gold, "You're quite rich." The tone of the obscure tone was indifferent, and there was no joy or anger to be heard.

Gao Zhengyang smiled and didn't speak. He didn't know his temper yet, so it was better to say less at this time.

"You are tired from the journey, rest early. The old monk waved his hand and closed his eyes.

Gao Zhengyang nodded and left the room.

"Senior brother, please ...... this side" Yuan Zhen saw Gao Zhengyang come out and greeted warmly.

Yuan Zhen knew that Gao Zhengyang had come to learn the Fa from his teacher, so he naturally became a senior brother in terms of title.

This west wing is small, with only one bedroom and a small vestibule at the entrance. There are tables and chairs and a Buddha statue.

There was a slight musty smell in the house, which was a long-term inhabitation, lack of popularity, and there was some dampness in the house.

The futon is a little shabby, but fortunately it is still clean.

Gao Zhengyang is actually not picky about food and housing. The room is still small, but it is clean enough. It's just that the roof is a little too low, and he stands up straight, and his head is almost touching the top.

Yuan Zhen smiled and said, "Senior Brother Wukong, I'm in the opposite room." Just call me if there's anything. ”

"Okay, I'll definitely ask you for help if I have something. Gao Zhengyang took out a few short bamboo tubes from his baggage, handed them to Yuan Zhendao, and said, "The sugar crisp sold by Zhao Jiayuanzi tastes good." ”

Yuanzhen's big eyes lit up immediately, and he was young when he was gluttonous. It is not allowed to eat meat, and it is not good to be hungry all day long. I have no resistance to snacks like sugar pastry.

"Thank you, brother. Yuan Zhen is not polite, and he is happy to thank him. Holding a few bamboo pipes filled with sugar crisps, he ran out happily.

After a while, Yuan Zhen came over again and called Gao Zhengyang a bucket of hot water.

Hot water is a good thing, Gao Zhengyang washed his head and face, washed his feet, and lay on the bed relaxedly.

For some reason, such an unfamiliar environment as Tianma Temple made him feel unusually relaxed.

For the first time since he was reborn into this world a few years ago, Gao Zhengyang felt this heartfelt ease.

This feeling is like an old man enjoying his old age, no longer having any worries in his heart, calm and peaceful.

Gao Zhengyang did his routine homework, and after cultivating the Nine Transformations of the Dragon Emperor, he slept peacefully.

When I opened my eyes again, the yellow paper on the window lattice was already white.

Gao Zhengyang sat up slowly, a little dazed, not knowing what to do.

All along, he has either practiced martial arts or fought. It's like a machine running at full speed, and there's never a time to be idle. Even if the body is idle, the mind is always hanging on things.

It's not like now, there is a kind of leisurely doing nothing.

Gao Zhengyang lay down for a while, and then heard Yuan Zhen on the other side get up.

"Hey, ha......" Yuan Zhen was in the small courtyard, practicing boxing with a clear eye.

This set of boxing moves is very simple, and there are only ten moves back and forth. Yuan Zhen practiced very seriously, hehehe lasted for half an hour.

Gao Zhengyang watched quietly from the side, his boxing technique was simple, but with a sense of righteousness. It's obviously an outside-in boxing technique.

Although it is not very clever, it is like a divine weapon, and it is the kind of basic boxing method that has been tempered for thousands of years. It may not be possible to achieve the Heavenly Rank, but it is the most suitable for beginners to cultivate.

Yuanzhen's cultivation is also very weak, only second-order. But he is young and vigorous, and he is very energetic when he fights boxing, and he has a tiger flavor. When he practiced boxing, his skin was faintly shiny. Shows a strong body.

After Yuan Zhen finished practicing boxing, he picked up a broom and cleaned the yard. When cleaning, Xiaozui kept reciting the scriptures, "If I smell it......"

Gao Zhengyang went out at this time and greeted Yuan Zhen: "Senior brother got up very early. ”

"Senior brother, morning. Yuan Zhen hurriedly folded his hands and saluted. He is not very old, and he likes to talk and laugh, but he is very serious in etiquette.

"I'll help you. Gao Zhengyang said with a smile.

"Senior brother is a guest, how can you let senior brother do it......" Yuan Zhen said politely.

"I've lived here since then, and I'm not a guest. ”

Yuan Zhen saw that Gao Zhengyang was very sincere, and hesitated and said, "Okay, then you clean the yard, and I'll tidy up the main hall......"

Tianma Temple is not big, but it is not easy to clean up and down. Even if Gao Zhengyang helped, it took a busy morning to finish.

At noon, Maumin worked as a cook again to cook the meal. Very simple green vegetables, rice, almost no oil and water.

Yuan Zhen ate four large bowls of rice before he put down the bowl unsatisfied.

Hao Ming almost didn't eat, and Gao Zhengyang looked at him as if he drank some water.

After eating, Hao Ming didn't talk to Gao Zhengyang. He went back to the main hall and sat there with his eyes squinted.

After noon, two old ladies finally came to worship the Buddha. The old lady knelt in front of the Buddha statue and muttered for a while, then went their separate ways. No one talked to anyone or anything.

In the afternoon, it was a bit more lively. Some women come with their children to worship the Buddha. Occasionally, someone asks Hao Ming to see a doctor, and Hao Ming also takes a brief look. He seems to have some medical skills, but he is not very proficient. I can only make some general suggestions.

The pilgrims and believers who came and went were quite curious about Gao Zhengyang. Compared with the dilapidated Tianma Temple, Gao Zhengyang's spotless moon-white monk's robe and dusty temperament all seem very incongruous.

But for these ordinary people, no matter how outstanding Gao Zhengyang's temperament is, he doesn't feel much. At most, they look twice.

After dinner, Yuan Zhen closed the door, and the day was over.

Hao Ming didn't look for Gao Zhengyang, and seemed to have forgotten about him.

Gao Zhengyang didn't look for Hao Ming again, he had only been here for a day, and there was no need to rush for a long time.

What's more, this day was simple and ordinary, but it made him feel very comfortable and fulfilling.

The next day, the shouts of Yuan Zhen's boxing woke Gao Zhengyang.

Then, almost exactly the same steps and rhythm as yesterday, another ordinary day passed.

On the third day, the same was true. Day 4, Day 5......

"Senior brother, it's snowing......" Yuan Zhen shouted happily, pointing to the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Gao Zhengyang, who was sitting at the door, nodded, and the sudden heavy snow reminded him of the mountains of the Eastern Wilderness. It's almost December, and the mountains of the Eastern Wilderness have long been blocked by heavy snow.

Time flies so fast, and before he knows it, he has been in Tianma Temple for more than two months.

For more than two months, Hao Ming didn't teach him anything. Gao Zhengyang didn't go to ask for advice. He hadn't even fiddled with the four-winged golden snake.

The tranquility and tranquility of Tianma Temple is the best teacher in Gao Zhengyang's opinion.

In the previous life and this life, what he lacked most was peace and calm.

Always pushing harder, always climbing higher peaks. Gao Zhengyang has a time to rest, but his heart never rests.

If you want to be strong, you have to pay the price. Gao Zhengyang didn't feel that he had a problem. Even if I look back now, I don't think there's a problem.

I want to enjoy peace and quiet, and I want to dominate the storm. There is no such good thing in the world.

He can enjoy peace and tranquility now because he has been working hard.

It's like the story of a famous fisherman and a rich man in a previous life.

Fishermen don't have to travel, they can enjoy the sea, sand and sun just like the rich.

It looks beautiful. But what if there is no sunlight?

Rich people can go to every part of the world to enjoy the sun. Fisherman, when there is no sunshine and no food, can he still be so leisurely!

Gao Zhengyang firmly believes that everything must be obtained with his own hands. It's just that since he was reborn, he has walked too fast and pushed too hard.

Tianma Temple, so that he can sink down and stabilize.

Just like a sharp sword, you can't blindly polish the blade, but also need reasonable maintenance.

The ordinary life of Tianma Temple, from sleeping and eating to washing and sweeping the floor, soaked into Gao Zhengyang's heart from all aspects, polishing his edges and corners and making him mellow and comfortable.

There is no earth-shattering magnificence, there is no cruelty to life and death, Gao Zhengyang likes this feeling,

Chanting, incense, cooking, cleaning, every little thing is simple, but meaningful. Ordinary and fulfilling.

This is practice, this is precipitation.

Gao Zhengyang stretched out his hand to take a piece of snowflake, he is now like this cold winter, full of vitality and restrained, accumulating strength. Waiting for spring to bloom again.

Yuanzhen couldn't stand the cold and ran back to the room early to rest. Gao Zhengyang also sat alone in front of the door, quietly admiring the snow.

The snowflakes fluttering in the sky reminded Gao Zhengyang of the light snow in the moon.

It's been more than half a year since I was separated in a blink of an eye, and I don't know how she is.

Enter the power center of the empire, and maybe life is fine clothes and food. But there are open guns and hidden arrows everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will die without a place to be buried.

In contrast, he was relaxed and comfortable at Tianma Temple. The two simply can't be compared.

Gao Zhengyang was thinking about it, when he suddenly felt a sense in his heart and turned his head to look over. Just look at the old monk without a face, I don't know when I entered the courtyard. was looking at him with a smile.

"I've seen Uncle Shi. Gao Zhengyang hurriedly got up and said hello.

Wuxiang said with a little approval: "You are much better than a year ago." ”

Gao Zhengyang a year ago, the sharp stinging between his eyebrows, the sky-high domineering spirit was even more unsettling. Even if you try your best to restrain yourself, you can't hide it from the discerning people.

Now Gao Zhengyang, sharp and domineering, have been put away. It's like a sheathed sword, it no longer feels dangerous.

This made Wuxiang very pleased, and the extermination of this disciple was much stronger in understanding than extermination.

"Senior Brother Wuxiang has arrived, why don't you come in?" Dark, low, and somewhat dry voice suddenly came.

"I was about to disturb my brother. Wuxiang said and nodded to Gao Zhengyang: "You also come in and talk." ”

Gao Zhengyang obediently followed behind Wuxiang and entered the main room.

Seeing Wuxiang coming in, as soon as he flicked his sleeves, a futon slipped to Wuxiang's feet. "Sit down. ”

The obscure tone was a little unkind, but it also revealed an unrestrained closeness.

Wuxiang didn't mind, smiled slightly and sat down cross-legged.

"Senior brother, it's always been good. ”

"And the tone. ”

The vague answer sounded rather scathing, but his tone was so indifferent that there was no sarcasm. Rather, it is like calmly stating a fact. The hearts of those who listened were a little heavy.

Wuxiang sighed lightly, "It's all the junior brother who did things rudely back then and harmed the senior brother." ”

"Why talk about that now. Obscure said indifferently: "If you die first, I will win." Haha......"

Obscure said, even grinning.

Gao Zhengyang frowned slightly, this old monk turned out to be an exterminating enemy, which made him a little unhappy. Why did Wuxiang arrange for him to come to Xuan Ming to study the Fa!

Gao Zhengyang's actions seem to be rough, but he is not impetuous, when he should be calm. Although he was unhappy in his heart, he did not speak.

Wuxiang glanced at Gao Zhengyang, and said to Hao Ming: "Those are all grievances from a hundred years ago, and the senior brother is persistent." ”

Obscure said indifferently: "I want to be persistent, I will kill this kid with one punch earlier!"

When Hao Ming said this, Gao Zhengyang immediately felt a fatal crisis. The spirit of the Dragon Emperor in the Divine Palace suddenly shook. The Dragon Emperor Halberd and the Blood God Banner also followed. If it weren't for his extraordinary willpower, which forcibly suppressed all reactions, he would have already made a move.

It's not that he reacted too violently, but it was a hint of momentum revealed when he spoke that made him feel the fear of destruction.

Wuxiang glanced at Gao Zhengyang, and his gentle eyes seemed to be able to penetrate his divine palace, washing away all fears and comrades-in-arms. Gao Zhengyang's nervous body relaxed at this time.

"It's because I know my brother's temperament that my brother sent Wukong over. ”

Wuxiang Zhengse said: "The catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, but there is no successor to my Buddhism." Senior brother, there is no point in talking about right or wrong in what happened back then. Wukong is extremely talented, and he is the only successor of the Heart Buddha Sect, and his senior brother passed on his secret method, and he can also settle the two grievances. ”

Obscure's eyes are indifferent and distant, noncommittal.

Gao Zhengyang next to him understood that there was a grudge between obscurity and extinction.

Destroying the enemy is nothing, and the terrible opponent can shoot him to death at will.

Gao Zhengyang looked at Wuxiang with some fear, this old man looks quite reliable, who knows that he is also a pit goods!

"The separation of sects can keep Buddhism strong and seek innovation and change. However, with the Epoch Tribulation, the entire human race may perish. It's ridiculous to divide any sectarian portals!"

Wuxiang said: "In the face of this kind of major event, all personal grievances and the rise and fall of the sect are not worth mentioning. There are many people in Buddhism who can only see their own interests, but they don't even bother to think about tomorrow. These people who cling to the remnants are destined to become ashes. All that they valued, will also be buried with them. Senior brother, you are very knowledgeable, you won't understand this truth!"

Wuxiang's voice is not high, and his tone is also very peaceful, but the white eyebrows that can be raised have a strong command of who in the world dares not to obey. Just like the rising sun, like the eastward flow of the great river, the majestic and grand momentum like the rotation of the heavenly way, it is not tough, but no force can disobey it.

The thin and obscure Ming is extremely tough, like a mountain, which is unshakable at the turn of the seasons and the sun and the moon.

Although the object of questioning was not Gao Zhengyang, he was sandwiched between the two ninth-order powerhouses, and Gao Zhengyang was almost out of breath when he was pressed.

The two ninth-order powerhouses did not mean to make a move, nor did they deliberately exert their momentum. The difference in concept makes the divine consciousness of the two strong men resist each other, just like two mountains colliding with each other.

For the mountain, it's just a small friction. But Gao Zhengyang was caught in the middle, and he was almost crushed to death by two mountains.

Gao Zhengyang's Dragon Emperor spirit shrunk into a small group, like a small earthworm, and there was no trace of the majesty of the divine dragon across the nine heavens.

The strong body played at the level it should have at this time. Let Gao Zhengyang stand there steadily, without showing a trace of embarrassment.

"He's physically strong. A complicated look flashed on the dark and thin old man's face, and he sighed a little.

Wuxiang's raised eyebrows slowly lowered, "Senior Brother Mingjian, Wukong is the most suitable person to inherit the martial arts of this sect. ”

"Physical talent is important, but it's never the most important. ”

Hao Ming said slowly: "He is too murderous and has no Zen heart." ”

"Prejudice. His natural understanding is unmatched in this generation!"

Obscure Ming laughed instead, Wuxiang's words are too exaggerated! The Great Tribulation of the Era, the changes in heaven and earth, have also made this generation of young people exceptionally outstanding.

Teenage Heavenly Steps, of course, are rare. But in terms of the entire Buddhist sect, there are 100 people. If you want to talk about the understanding of Buddhism, Gao Zhengyang is even weaker.

Gao Zhengyang is very good, it would be ridiculous to say that no one can reach him.

Wuxiang also smiled and said, "Senior brother, Gao Zhengyang has been with you for two months, do you really see him clearly?"

Obscure Ming ignored Wuxiang and said to Gao Zhengyang, "What have you learned in these two months?"

Debate and talk about Zen is a tradition of Buddhism. Often in a few words, you can see a person's talent and strength.

Obscure asked casually, Gao Zhengyang didn't want to answer casually. It is true that the obscurity is to destroy the enemy, but the more this is the case, the more Gao Zhengyang has to learn the secret law. Presumably, Extinction will be relieved to know it, and it will not live up to the painstaking efforts of Wuxiang.

Gao Zhengyang remembered a very classic allusion to Buddhism, and said: "I learned to practice." ”

"How do you practice?" asked Obscure continued.

"Cultivation is to sleep when you are sleepy and eat when you are hungry. ”

A simple sentence, but like Huang Zhong Da Lu, the thunder is sounding, and the obscure martial soul of the shock is trembling.

He practiced at Tianma Temple for thirty years, and this is his way. But it was said by a young man who had only been in Tianma Temple for two months.

Obscure Ming's half-squinted eyes opened suddenly, and a look of shock appeared on his thin old face.

Wuxiang's face also changed, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes. Gao Zhengyang's answer was much more clever than he imagined.

"What kind of practice is this? Everybody is practicing. Wu Xiang was unwilling, he felt that Gao Zhengyang said casually, maybe he couldn't understand the meaning.

"Others are hungry but they think in every way, sleepy and calculating. So, I'm a cultivator, they're not ......"

Obscure and speechless, Gao Zhengyang's interpretation is more transparent and clear, far better than him.

has comprehended for a lifetime, but it is not as good as a teenager. Obscure Ming was deeply hurt by Gao Zhengyang.

The rotation of the sun and the moon is unshakable.

Although the object of questioning was not Gao Zhengyang, he was sandwiched between the two ninth-order powerhouses, and Gao Zhengyang was almost out of breath when he was pressed.

The two ninth-order powerhouses did not mean to make a move, nor did they deliberately exert their momentum. The difference in concept makes the divine consciousness of the two strong men resist each other, just like two mountains colliding with each other.

For the mountain, it's just a small friction. But Gao Zhengyang was caught in the middle, and he was almost crushed to death by two mountains.

Gao Zhengyang's Dragon Emperor spirit shrunk into a small group, like a small earthworm, and there was no trace of the majesty of the divine dragon across the nine heavens.

The strong body played at the level it should have at this time. Let Gao Zhengyang stand there steadily, without showing a trace of embarrassment.

"He's physically strong. A complicated look flashed on the dark and thin old man's face, and he sighed a little.

Wuxiang's raised eyebrows slowly lowered, "Senior Brother Mingjian, Wukong is the most suitable person to inherit the martial arts of this sect. ”

"Physical talent is important, but it's never the most important. ”

Hao Ming said slowly: "He is too murderous and has no Zen heart." ”

"Prejudice. His natural understanding is unmatched in this generation!"

Obscure Ming laughed instead, Wuxiang's words are too exaggerated! The Great Tribulation of the Era, the changes in heaven and earth, have also made this generation of young people exceptionally outstanding.

Teenage Heavenly Steps, of course, are rare. But in terms of the entire Buddhist sect, there are 100 people. If you want to talk about the understanding of Buddhism, Gao Zhengyang is even weaker.

Gao Zhengyang is very good, it would be ridiculous to say that no one can reach him.

Wuxiang also smiled and said, "Senior brother, Gao Zhengyang has been with you for two months, do you really see him clearly?"

Obscure Ming ignored Wuxiang and said to Gao Zhengyang, "What have you learned in these two months?"

Debate and talk about Zen is a tradition of Buddhism. Often in a few words, you can see a person's talent and strength.

Obscure asked casually, Gao Zhengyang didn't want to answer casually. It is true that the obscurity is to destroy the enemy, but the more this is the case, the more Gao Zhengyang has to learn the secret law. Presumably, Extinction will be relieved to know it, and it will not live up to the painstaking efforts of Wuxiang.

Gao Zhengyang remembered a very classic allusion to Buddhism, and said: "I learned to practice." ”

"How do you practice?" asked Obscure continued.

"Cultivation is to sleep when you are sleepy and eat when you are hungry. ”

A simple sentence, but like Huang Zhong Da Lu, the thunder is sounding, and the obscure martial soul of the shock is trembling.

He practiced at Tianma Temple for thirty years, and this is his way. But it was said by a young man who had only been in Tianma Temple for two months.

Obscure Ming's half-squinted eyes opened suddenly, and a look of shock appeared on his thin old face.

Wuxiang's face also changed, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes. Gao Zhengyang's answer was much more clever than he imagined.

"What kind of practice is this? Everybody is practicing. Wu Xiang was unwilling, he felt that Gao Zhengyang said casually, maybe he couldn't understand the meaning.

"Others are hungry but they think in every way, sleepy and calculating. So, I'm a cultivator, they're not ......"

Obscure and speechless, Gao Zhengyang's interpretation is more transparent and clear, far better than him.

has comprehended for a lifetime, but it is not as good as a teenager. Obscure Ming was deeply hurt by Gao Zhengyang.