[Comprehensive] Famous Jianghu

At noon ten days later, Huang Yaoshi tasted Lou Jingmo's handicraft for the first time.

A simple bowl of longevity noodles, the noodles are slender and chewy, put in broth, fried eggs and vegetables, it is so fresh that you can't stop.

"I regret it a bit." Huang Yaoshi ate up a bowl of noodles, "If I had known that your cooking skills are so good, I should have let you cook in a different way this year."

Lou Jingmo shook her head with a smile, just now she was looking for the feeling in the kitchen for a while, and only then did she get back the feeling of cooking in her previous life.It's common to be able to cook with one or two hands after living alone for a long time, but once someone can do it for you, you will inevitably become lazy.

"It's too late to regret it now. If there is a chance in the future, I will cook two big dishes to celebrate what you and I have learned."

Huang Yaoshi didn't know when this meal would be completed, maybe it was the time when both of them became famous all over the world.Even though he had tens of thousands of words, he still turned them into four words, "Okay, I'll wait."

Waiting for the reunion of the rivers and lakes one day, I hope that both of them will be successful that day.

Lou Jingmo sent Huang Yaoshi to the gate of Gusu City, where she also sent away Lou Ke who wanted to see all the mountains and rivers half a year ago.The Loujia Medical Center, which was originally a little small, inevitably felt empty when there was only one person left.

According to Lou He's last wish, everything in the Lou Family Medical Center will be divided into three and left to Lou Jingmo's brother and sister Huang Yaoshi, and they will negotiate with each other on how to allocate it.

Yaoshi Huang only selected some herbs that would be used on the road, and did not take any other herbs.Because Lou Ke is far away in the Kingdom of Jin, Lou Jingmo will sort out his share.It is said to be organized, but everything is kept as it is. Lou Jingmo intends to seal up the things in the medical hall and count them as a thought.

For Lou Jingmo, the letter left by Lou He is the most valuable.

In the letter, he first mentioned the rules of Louhe's sect, that he must never reveal his master's affiliation to non-disciples, or it may lead to the possibility of chasing him to the ends of the earth to exterminate him.

Therefore, Lou He avoided talking about where he studied under, and even concealed certain personnel and talked about a past event in the Central Plains Wulin seven or eighty years ago, including Qiao Feng, Xu Zhu, Duan Yu, Murong Fu, etc. It is speculated that the reason why Abi refused to accept Lou Jingmo as a disciple is more or less related to the past.

'I can't bear Xiaoyan to be buried here.Although the rules of the teacher's school cannot be violated, Xiaoyan might as well give it a try, take this letter and go north to Xixia, and find the Vulture Palace in Misty Peak, and there may be something to gain. '

Lou Jingmo found a rough map from the medical hall. Now she can contact Lou Ke and ask him to find a reliable caravan to go to Xixia, so she can go north from there.Assuming a safe journey, it will take half a year at the fastest to travel from Suzhou to Xixia.

Is this plan right?

Lou Jingmo was walking on the way to Murong Fu's cemetery, looking up, the clouds had cleared and the sky was wide.Before there is no better choice, she can only make a breakthrough.

Let's say that the house used for experiments will be closed for a period of time, and Lou He mentioned that Murong Fu's cemetery is next to it.

In the past, the exact location of Canhe Village was not easy to find. The depths of the reeds in the West Mountain had already been turned into ruins.

After dealing with the matter in the basement of the house, Lou Jingmo went to visit Murong Fu's cemetery. There was no special reason, but he wanted to see Murong Fu, who was famous in martial arts in the past.

A few days ago, Abi had just cleaned up the weeds around the cemetery, and the black characters on the tombstone were also redrawn.But no matter whether the surrounding area of ​​the cemetery has been taken care of or not, the coffin buried in the ground is just lying here alone. Thinking back to the bustle of the Murong family in Gusu, it was nothing but loess in the end.

"Mr. Lou's suicide note is full of inaccuracies, and I have no way of judging whether my ancestors have a relationship with your Murong family, and I don't know whether it is a kindness or a grudge. No matter what the antecedents are, my way of practicing martial arts is finally broken right now.

It would be hypocritical to say that I don't complain at all, but complaining is meaningless. There will always be a peerless martial art in front of me in the vastness of the world, and maybe there will be a peerless master. "

Lou Jingmo said that she worshiped three pillars of fragrance in front of Murong Fu's grave, she was startled as soon as she turned around, an old monk with white eyebrows and white hair came, and he could vaguely recognize the face of Furong when he was young Looking at his appearance, his clothes and attire should come from the Western Regions.

The old monk's eyes were clear and clear, and he chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha. The poor monk has an old relationship with Murong's family, and he came to mourn through Gusu. Please forgive me for disturbing the benefactor."

Lou Jingmo smiled, it's useless if she doesn't forgive, the old monk didn't disturb any plants or trees when he came, and those with high martial arts have the final say. "Master, you are welcome. Since it is a cemetery, I can come, so can you. Master, please—"

Lou Jingmo raised her foot and was about to leave. She and Murong Fu didn't know each other at all, and she wouldn't provoke anyone who had connections with Murong's family.The former Abi just didn't accept her as a disciple, this old monk looked peaceful and transparent, but she didn't know what the relationship with the Murong family was, so she didn't intend to ask further.

"The benefactor, stay here." The old monk said something unexpected to Lou Jingmo, "The poor monk just heard the words of the benefactor, and couldn't help but want to ask one more question. The benefactor is very eager to learn the supreme martial arts. learn, right?"

"Yes. There are three thousand guests in a house full of flowers and drunkenness, and fourteen states with one sword. Can't I ask?" Lou Jingmo asked with a smile, and the old monk listened to the wall, so why didn't she admit it openly.

The old monk stared at Lou Jingmo's smile, which was one-third confident and seven-point reckless, too much like the self who came to the Central Plains at the beginning of the year and was crazy about martial arts.

That year, he fought against the Duan clan of Dali, and used all means to obtain the Six Meridians Excalibur, then traveled to Gusu Taihu Lake to conspire against the Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu, and then he used Shaolin's "Yi Jin Jing" by chance to become the best master in the world.

Who would have thought that what he begged for in the first half of his life would drive him into madness, and he would end up in the dry well of Xixia, and his internal energy would be emptied for half of his life, only then would he achieve great enlightenment later.

The old monk smiled slowly thinking about it. All the obsessions in the past are now interesting to think about. He looked sideways to the depths of the reeds to the west.

"Outsiders don't know the old story of Yanziwu. The poor monk only came here for an old friend. In fact, although the poor monk and Murong's family are friends, they are just friends who use each other. Murong uses the poor monk to plan the world, and the poor monk uses Murong sought the highest martial arts, but none of us succeeded. The poor monk was luckier than Murong, he took a step back and saw the sea and the sky, but he died in a dream."

Lou Jingmo listened quietly, trying to find the person corresponding to the old monk in front of him from the fragments of Lou He's suicide note, thinking of a Tubo monk but not sure.

That Tubo monk was over fifty at the time. I heard that he lost all his internal energy and returned to Tubo.

The old monk seemed to see Lou Jingmo's doubts, "That's right, the poor monk is Jiumozhi. After so many years, the poor monk asked himself that he had no attachments, and he could smile at ease when he stepped into samsara, but he didn't know until he saw the benefactor. There is still a trace of regret. It is the regret that there is no successor, and what I have learned in these years is ultimately no one to inherit."

In front of Murong Fu's tomb, there was only the sound of reeds rustling in the wind for a while.

Lou Jingmo understood what Jiumozhi said.After many years, Jiumozhi found in her the shadow of himself many years ago. Maybe the nature of him back then was different from hers now, but his desire to learn the highest martial art is the same.

It was this unanimity that aroused Jiumozhi's desire to accept disciples.You don't have to stick to whether the apprentice is male or female, and you don't have to stick to the status of the apprentice. Rare fate comes from cherishing.

"Excuse me for asking boldly, how does the master prove that your enlightenment has reached the entry level?"

Lou Jingmo would not ask why she was chosen, just as he would not ask why Abi abandoned her.

About Jiumozhi how to practice martial arts after losing all his internal energy, those who should know will always know, but at the moment he just wants to see the demeanor of a master.

Jiumozhi was not annoyed at all, he waved his left sleeve lightly, and two big fish jumped out of the water in the distance.The big fish came from far above the water of Taihu Lake, and he casually grabbed the tail of the fish which was still writhing with his left hand.

"Small skills are not worth mentioning. It's just time to eat. Would the benefactor invite the poor monk to have a meal of grilled fish?"

Lou Jingmo looked at the two fish that were still alive and kicking, fishing across the mountain without hurting the fish. She still couldn't tell how good Jiumozhi's martial arts was, but she had decided to give it a go and worship him as her teacher.

It can only be said that the Xixia Misty Peak is too ethereal after all, and it is even more unknown whether it can successfully find the location of Louhe's master Vulture Palace.Life is alive, and you should not be timid at critical moments.When it is broken, it is better to cherish the predestined relationship in front of you.

Lou Jingmo took the fish from Jiumozhi's hand, knocked them so that they stopped moving, and immediately said, "Disciple Lou Jingmo is willing to do his best."

Jiumozhi laughed loudly, "Okay! The roc rose in the same wind in one day and soared ninety thousand miles. Before flying, you and my master and apprentice started from grilling fish. My apprentice's craftsmanship is not bad, right? Can it be cooked? fish?"

After a while, the smell of grilled fish that made people move their index fingers answered Jiumozhi's question, shaking his stomach that was used to fasting and not being interested in delicious food all these years.

After a delicious grilled fish meal, Jiumozhi roughly talked about what he had realized over the years.Back then, he was almost insane, but fortunately Duan Yu sucked all his internal energy, and then he returned to Tubo to study Buddhism with great enlightenment.

"Things in the world are inevitably impermanent. What you want to achieve with all your efforts is in vain, and those who are not persistent will suddenly come to your heart. After studying Buddhism for 30 years, I met a strange person who suddenly appeared in the snow mountain one day. Claiming to be the Evil Emperor, he came to the broken sky of Yutian, and we chatted for three days and three nights, he talked about the mysteries of the Dao Heart Demon Planting Dafa, and then disappeared under the moonlight."

Jiumozhi looked at the blue sky, "That year, the poor monk suddenly realized that the dantian, which had been empty for a long time, was like a dead tree in spring. Then he named one of his enlightenments "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill", which was recorded in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra. After this kung fu is practiced, the internal strength is extremely deep, and the external kung fu palm is powerful and powerful, one can have the great strength of ten dragons and ten elephants, and every move is as heavy as a thousand catties in real time, with infinite power."

"This kungfu is divided into thirteen levels. It is easy to get started, and every time you go up to the next level, the internal energy will be doubled, but the time it takes to go up is also multiplied. If calculated according to common sense, the martial arts of the thirteenth level may take hundreds of years.

The poor monk knows that the word "urgent" is the most taboo for this skill, but the word "enlightenment" is more needed, because what it seeks is not just martial arts, the poor monk wants to explore the Buddhist principles of reincarnation, or transcend this world.Unexpectedly, when this skill was first completed, a monk stole the cheat book. "

Jiumozhi said with regret that he was able to live until now because he was constantly comprehending, and the monk who stole the book became obsessed and died when he practiced on the ninth floor. "The poor monk left the Daxue Temple to look for someone just because he was concerned about the inappropriateness of this skill, but it was a pity that he was still one step late."

Lou Jingmo listened carefully to each word. She is still a layman in martial arts, and Jiumozhi's words are all lessons from the past, which are worth learning with humility.

Having said this, Jiumozhi looked at Lou Jingmo seriously, "It is understandable that people who practice martial arts have the desire to be number one in the world. However, as a teacher, I hope you will keep in mind that everything is too late. The gains and losses of advance and retreat are particularly mysterious, in other words, only when martial arts and state of mind match can one achieve a great realm."

"Yes. Disciple, please remember." Lou Jingmo bowed down to accept this advice, "Master, where should I learn from?"

"From the meridian trend step by step, both internal and external, from simple to complex, complex and complex to simple. The poor monk is a rare disciple. What he wants to teach is not only the martial arts mentality and moves he has realized, but also wants you to learn How to comprehend itself may be a relatively long process.”

Lou Jingmo nodded, understood, this means that teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish.

Jiumozhi raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "By the way, there is one very important point. The word creation and enlightenment is often inseparable from reading a lot, and the poor monk has read tens of thousands of scriptures. Do your best to learn Tubo, Are you ready for Indian, Persian, etc.?"

Lou Jingmo felt a chill down her spine, as if she saw a shadow countless times higher than level four or six coming.