Chapter 24 The Legend of the Tibetan Temple

Master Xi Min, Zhang Ping's master, came from this Kaju tantric sect. And now Tantra has long been different from before. Like the legendary spells that can call the wind and rain, they have long been lost. It is already a myth, and the rest is just the same as the Central Plains martial arts, which belongs to the traditional martial arts category.

Master Xi Min suddenly realized after an asceticism. He was convinced of the magic handed down by the old man. He firmly believed that the manor of his ancestor Milarepa must still remain in the world, so he began to inquire about information and visit the place where the legendary Milarepa had practiced.

By consulting a large number of classics, Master Xi Min finally found some clues. He prepared his bags and walked to the top of Jirong Mountain in Houzang Gongtang. After more than a year, Master Xi Min returned exhausted. However, after resting in the secret room for half a year, he left his apprentice and set off again.

This time, Master Xi Min's destination was not in Tibet. He came to the Central Plains and visited many temples. Among them, I met Zhang Ping. There is a trace of fate between the old and young Tibetans, and they actually passed on Zhang Ping's set of star skills. What's more unexpected is that four years later, Master Ximin passed away from Nirvana, and the last entrustment was to let Zhang Ping find his brother and complete his will.

When Zhang Ping found his brother, he took over the secret heart scriptures and the essence of big handprints left by Master Ximin, and practiced in the secret room. In less than three months, he practiced the introductory kung fu of the big handprint, which surprised his brother Zamorasi. He thought it took him three years to get started. I also like the star skills that Zhang Ping has learned.

Although Master Xi Min warned him not to practice Tianxinggong, Zhang Ping felt that his brother was honest and still told him the formula of cultivation. Unexpectedly, Zamorasi couldn't repair that trace of true power.

In Zhang Ping's words, there is no fate. But Zamorasi knew in his heart that this true power was completely different from the traditional internal skills he had learned. I guess this may be the mysterious and mysterious fate pursued by Master Xi Min.

Tibet pays the most attention to reincarnation. When Zamorasi realized that Zhang Ping was the real inheritance of Master Ximin, he was more respectful to Zhang Ping and did not have the air of a big brother at all.

In this way, Zhang Ping has been practicing in his brother's secret room for more than a year until there was no progress. The true power of the star in the body has already trickling into a stream, and it has some scale. At this time, Zhang Ping was already completely different when he first met his brother.

Tianxinggong is slightly different from other skills, that is, its unique practice method, sitting and sleeping, all in the process of cultivation. Especially in the words of Master Ximin. It is to pay attention to a word of enlightenment. Once you understand, you will enter the country thousands of miles a day.

Since Zhang Ping was taught Tianxinggong, he has practiced day and night and soon felt that there was a little more real strength in Dantian's body. But that's all. There is no such feeling of internal power, let alone driving Zhenqi to wander around and impact Rendu's second vein.

After four years like this, Zhenli seems to be growing a little bit, and it seems to be hibernating. There is no change, but I just feel that my body is light and healthy, but I still can't drive this Zhenli. Zhang Ping's heart also slowly became suspicious. It was not until he arrived at Longhua Temple to receive Master Xi Min's last words that this suspicion was swept away.

Master Xi Min said in his last words: Tianxinggong is different from other skills, and he also got it by accident, not his original martial arts. After he got this skill, he specialized in research for decades, but he couldn't make it, so he ended up depressed. What was left to Zhang Ping was to find his brother Zamorasi, who had a hard-earned Tibetan Heart Sutra. Master Xi Min was unable to continue to study the mystery of this Heart Sutra, so he had to pin his hope on Zhang Ping to complete his wishes.

As a student, Zhang Ping can't find time to continue to practice his Tianxinggong at Fuhua University. Until graduation, the star power finally changed a little.

Originally in Dantian, this Zhenli was like a small snake, motionless. Just growing up slowly. However, after four years of hard training in college, Zhang Ping found that this true power seemed to have a strange use, that is, meditation.

It's funny to say. At the last graduation party, everyone drank a lot. They were dizzy one by one, and Zhang Ping was no exception. The whole person was dizzy, and the nausea of drunkenness made him very uncomfortable. Inadvertently thinking of the means of Tianlong Babu Duan Yu, he subconsciously carried out the Tianxinggong. Naturally, the Tianxing Zhenli, which could not be driven at all, was useless. However, when Zhang Ping was anxiously thinking about eliminating the wine power, he was surprised to find that the Tianxing Zhenli in Dantian seemed to be much smaller, and he felt that his stomach seemed to be There was a hot gas rolling. With the hot gas rolling, Zhang Ping's wine slowly faded.

Now Zhang Ping is very happy, and the Tianxing power of emotion also has this function. This rekindled his confidence in pursuing the true meaning of martial arts, so he found Brother Zamorasi first according to the instructions of Master Ximin.

At this time, Zhang Ping had no idea about Mirariba. It was not until he met his brother and studied the secret heart scriptures and big handprints left to him by the master in the secret room that he gradually had a deeper understanding of Mirariba, and he was even more enthusiastic about the spells that the legendary ascetic monk was good at.

When reading the Tibetan Heart Sutra, a small note mixed in it attracted Zhang Ping's attention. It was left by Master Xi Min, which tells in detail his journey of looking for the trace of Miraripa, and also attached the address of a Tibetan temple. According to Master Xi Min, this Tibetan Heart Sutra was obtained from the Tibetan temple where the ascetic monk stayed in this legend. It has been studied for several years, but it has never been able to solve its mystery. However, it is unknown why Master Xi Min finally went to the mainland and searched for temples everywhere.

Zhang Ping studied for several days without any results. Literally, it is just a very ordinary Tibetan scripture, which seems to be nothing special. Finally, Zhang Ping had no choice but to say goodbye to his brother and embarked on a journey to find the Tibetan temple, hoping to get some inspiration from the Tibetan temple.

According to Master Ximin, this Tibetan temple is deep in the top of Jirong Mountain in Houzang Gongtang. It took Zhang Ping half a month to find this legendary Tibetan temple. However, I didn't know until then that this Tibetan temple could no longer be regarded as a temple.

If it hadn't been for the note left by Master Ximin, Zhang Ping would not have been able to find this small Tibetan temple. The Tibetan temple is not big. It is hidden in a secluded place halfway up the mountain of Jirong Mountain. There are two rows of big trees in the front and back, and there are dense weeds on the left and right.

The moment when Zhang Ping opened the weeds, there was a desolation in his eyes. Most of the small temple, which was not big, has collapsed. In the incomplete hall, the only column is still tenaciously supporting the facade. I don't know how much the Buddha statue in the hall has experienced, and the mottled Buddha statue is full of bird droppings. Is this the Tibetan temple that Master Xi Min will never forget?

Zhang Ping began to explore the treasure. However, the small Tibetan temple was too small. It didn't take long. Zhang Ping, who had nothing, fell tiredly in front of the Buddha statue and looked up at the sky.

White clouds are floating and changing in the sky. Zhang Ping scolded fiercely: Du TMD's Shenma Fuyun. Just as I was about to sit up, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the Buddha statue on the head. The eyes seemed to be strange.

Zhang Ping stared at those eyes and didn't notice anything abnormal. He sat up and circled around the Buddha statue twice, but still got nothing. He also came to the front of the gate supported by the column. There were several runes on the door, which were strangely shaped, but they didn't understand what kind of ghost charm they were.

Looking at it, Zhang Ping's heart suddenly throbbed, as if something was peeping at him. Suddenly looking back, only a cool breeze blew, blowing the mottled mud of the Buddha statue.

Zhang Ping shook his head mockingly and secretly calmed down. Seeing that it was getting late, he must not be able to go back. Prepare the tent now, and I'm ready to accompany the Buddha tonight.

The mountain wind at night was a little cool. Zhang Ping sat cross-legged on the moisture-proof mat and drew a fingerprint with his hands. It was the non-extreme fingerprints cultivated in the brother's secret room, but the Tianxinggong was running in Dantian. At this time, Zhang Ping can barely meditate on some parts of the Star True Power, but it is quite exhausting, and there are many losses for the spirit. Zhang Ping does not dare to use the special magic power of this meditation easily.

Zhang Ping was still thinking about the secret heart sutra in his heart. His ears suddenly stood up, his body moved slightly, and his right eye had caught a glimpse of the Buddha statue.

In the moonlight, the Buddha statue is bathed in the moonlight, and the mottled body is shrouded in a layer of moon-white fog. Zhang Ping was curious and didn't know what to think. He actually used the Tianxing meditation technique he had just learned to apply the Tianxing Zhenli in the depths of Dantian to his eyes and check the eyes of the Buddha statue again. With a ah, Zhang Ping was a little dazed. Through the eyes of the Buddha statue, Zhang Ping saw a piece of blood red, covering the whole Buddha statue. At this time, the Buddha statue is not the tattered. In Zhang Ping's eyes, there is a golden Bodhisattva in front of him, who is about to throw flowers.

It seems that he has realized something in the dark. Zhang Ping is ecstatic, and his eyes are constantly absorbing the red light from the Buddha's eyes. At this time, with the infiltration of red light, the star power in Dantian in the body was running at a high speed. The lazy snake seemed to have absorbed something delicious food and began to grow slowly. The real power was gradually getting bigger, from the size of a small glass ball to the size of an egg, and it was still running itself.

Unlike usual, Zhang Ping felt that the celestial power was also rapidly fading, as if it was constantly emitting energy from the depths of the egg-sized celestial power, slowly penetrating into his meridians.

So that's it, Zhang Ping suddenly realized. There is no problem with the Tianxinggong itself. The difference is that after each practice, the trace of heat will not return, but quickly swim along his own strange meridians and eight veins.

When these good things spread into the eight strange meridians, can't you call it good? Zhang Ping was proud in his heart: "When will you wait for my star to meditate successfully? Hey hey, that's the time for me to walk horizontally. Boss, my second brother, ah, the second brother is too unpleasant.

Just looking at his inner changes, Zhang Ping didn't notice that the Buddha statue had turned in half a direction. When Zhang Ping turned his attention to the Buddha statue again, he was stunned to find that the Buddha statue had rotated about 30 degrees, and a cold sweat came out of his body.