Chapter 159 Bodhi Sword

"Do you understand? I have a high level of understanding! Tell the little monk, what is it? Hearing that Yan Song knew the meaning of the sword, the big bald man immediately seemed to be a different person. His eyes glowed, and the fat all over his body danced. Yan Song said, "It's not easy to explain for a while. How about this? You admit defeat first and I'll tell you when you go back."

The big bald head immediately turned his head and looked at the middle-aged master not far away and shouted, "The little monk admitted defeat!" His move not only surprised the spectators around the high platform, but also surprised the challengers under the stage, but also surprised Yan Song! The unknown person thought that the big bald man had been evil after saying a few words with the young man in white, and he was bewitched by him and confused. Many challengers who knew something about the big bald head looked at Yan Song in surprise, because they knew that there were few people in the whole Panlong Sword Courtyard who could talk to the big bald head, although this person usually smiled at everyone.

But Yan Song was directly dumbfounded. He was stunned several times and said to the big bald head, "Hey! I'm just kidding. We haven't compared yet. Why do you admit defeat!" These are all floating clouds, and the way to improve yourself is the eighth way!" The big bald waved his hand and made a white crane bright wing again, and then gently flew down the high platform. He said that Yan Song was speechless and stood on the stage in a daze. It was not until the middle-aged man announced the result of the comparison that he realized it.

As soon as Yan Song jumped off the stage, the big bald head came and dragged him out, saying that it was a matter to talk about swordsmanship. When the two passed in front of Qin Shou, Yan Song smiled and held his hand to him and said, "I'm sorry, brother, these three comparisons... Tut, I'm very helpless!" As he spoke, he shook his head. Seeing that Qin Shou was about to change his face, he hurriedly said "Amito Buddha" with his big bald head, and then oiled the soles of his feet and rushed out of the crowd.

When the two walked to perform in the martial arts field, Yan Song found that Liu Yun also followed him. He stopped and greeted Liu Yun. Without waiting for Liu Yun to answer, the big bald head smiled and said to Yan Song, "No need to introduce. I know it's your girlfriend at a glance. I was very careful when I compared with the ceremony just now. Others couldn't see it. Monk But look carefully, she is giving you with her heart!"

Who is his girlfriend? Don't break the precepts, you bald head!" Liu Yunbai took a big bald look and said with a straight smile, "Let me remind you that you don't forget the business when you go home! Humph!" After saying that, his face turned slightly red and he turned around and ran to the distance.

Looking at Liu Yun's back, his big bald eyes narrowed slightly, his hands kept rubbing around his chest, and muttered in his mouth, "He looks beautiful and has a great figure! I didn't expect it to be so open, hey hey, there are business after I get home!" His obscene eyes suddenly became pale, and he stared and said, "I can't see that you have two things!" Can you stand it at night? If it really doesn't work, I have a few Yangyuan Dan--

In the middle of the big bald's words, suddenly Yan Song was pulled out by the sword of the later love, which shocked him. His body subconsciously retreated two meters. Just as he was about to ask him what he was doing, but he heard Yan Song say, "Pull out your bodhi sword, don't use Xuanqi, and don't use sword spirit to fight with me." Obviously, the big bald head has not understood what Yan Song means, but he can't help but understand that Yan Song has waved his long sword and has attacked it. On the love sword, it is also what he said. There is no mystery and no sword spirit.

The big bald head saw Yan Song stabbed with a sword and hurriedly took the sword to block it, but he didn't expect that as soon as he raised his sword, the other party's love sword changed its direction and split from the oblique thorn. He was shocked again and quickly turned around and put the iron sword on his body to resist the other party's attack, which could make him feel Unexpectedly, Yan Song wrapped his long sword around and suddenly swirled it on his neck! I, my grass - have you practiced it before? In addition to being surprised, the big bald head was so scared that he didn't even dare to move, for fear of being accidentally wiped by the other party.

Yan Song looked happy and took off his long sword and said, "What I did is Bodhi swordsmanship?"

"Not bad! It's the first ride that the old bald donkey said! I want to die! I've been practicing for three years, so it's better for you to take a look!" The big bald man patted his forehead and turned the tiger's back and bear's waist, looking for life.

"One ride?" Yan Song was stunned and felt that this ride didn't sound comfortable. He asked the big bald head, "How many rides in total?"

"I'll tell you how many times, can you pass on my sword? OK?" The big bald turned around and suddenly worshipped Yan Song as devoutly as worshipping Buddha. Seeing Yan Song, he said excitedly, "The meaning of the bodhi sword is boundless, the road is endless, and the sword spirit is endless. This is the original words of the old bald donkey, but he said that he has practiced the fourth Mahat, and he has seen a senior monk who has practiced the ninth Mahayana. In short, His fourth ride is against the sky, let alone the ninth ride!"

Yan Song was speechless, and the meaning of the bodhi sword was boundless. The road was endless, and the sword spirit was endless! But his proud qualification only realized the first ride. For a moment, the previous picture of the big bald head dancing the sword came to his mind again. Even if the big bald head called him, he was the same as the Buddha's entry, and there was no reaction at all, although he opened his eyes. Seeing this, the big bald head said that the man had felt something again, so he hurriedly stopped and looked at him honestly. For a long time, Yan Song suddenly blinked his eyes and asked the big bald head, "This first sword is mainly your heart, but a 'broken' word in his mind, on the body, and there is not much progress. Zhan, am I right?

"Ah!" The big bald head was suddenly stunned and looked at Yan Song like looking at an antique. His hands were very exaggeratedly stuffed into his mouth. Considering that he still had to speak, he had to take it out again and said in shock, "Although what you said is different from what the old bald donkey said, it is the same meaning! The old bald donkey also said that the first use of the Bodhi sword is to see through other people's sword at a glance! Let me go, you... You won't be reincarnated as an old monk, or? Are you also a monk?"

"You are the monk!" Yan Song laughed and scolded, and then became serious and said to the big bald head, "I don't understand this first sword meaning, just like what you Buddha said: 'You can't say, you can't say it'. You can only experience it little by little. I tell you that the first thing you need to do is not to study this bodhi sword, but Watch the movements of all the swordsmanship, and then find commonality. If you find it, this is the first step.

The big bald head touched the back of his head and didn't understand: "What do you mean, the commonality of all people who practice swords? Do they all use swords? And they all hold swords in their hands.

"This is also counted, although it is not very important!" Yan Song said, "What I want to say is that you carefully observe those people's swordsmanship and find a commonality from these thousands of swordsmanships. Do you understand what I mean?" Seeing that the big bald head shook his head, Yan Song also scratched his head. For a moment, he really didn't know how to explain it to the other party. After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly saw a few yellow leaves flying down on the high willow next to him. At this moment, his heart moved and said to the big bald head, "There is a sentence about you Buddhists. What is 'one flower, one world, one leaf, one heaven. ?' Do you know what it means? Seeing that the big bald head nodded more dullly, he said, "Your Buddhism's knowledge is a metaphysical thing, a kind of thing that is suitable for all over the world. Similarly, this set of bodhi swordsmanship is also a kind of metaphysical swordsmanship, a kind of swordsmanship that is suitable for all over the world, do you understand?"

The big bald head touched his head: "I know a little, I know a little."

"Tut..." Yan Song scratched his head again and said to the big bald head, "In one flower and one leaf, you can see the world, or from one flower and leaf, you can understand the whole world, and this set of bodhi swordsmanship is the whole world. Each of these thousands of swordsmanships in the world can be said to be one flower and one leaf. If you want to understand the bodhi sword, you must understand it from every real swordsmanship, not fantasy. The reason why I can feel it at once may have something to do with my previous practice of swordsmanship.

The big bald head pounded his head a few times. He felt that he was completely confused by Yan Song's words. He even felt that he was vulgar, and the handsome guy with long hair in front of him was a real monk! He surrounded Yan Song again and asked him to speak more clearly, but Yan Song really couldn't explain it clearly. In fact, Yan Song himself was also in a trance, as if he had just touched the edge of this sword. There was a great blessing in his heart, but sometimes he was worried about his instantane mentality. Finally, he gave the big bald head time to send him a few Buddhist books. Perhaps, from this book, he could understand something and make the big bald head understand with Buddhist words.

When the big bald heard the words, he didn't say anything and let Yan Song wait in place. He suddenly jumped, with the treetops in the air, and flew forward quickly. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared at the end of the corridor. At this time, Yan Song was not in the mood to observe the movement of the big bald head. He lowered his head and the picture of the big bald man practicing sword again appeared in his mind. He felt that the simple but complex movements seemed to explain something, but he couldn't tell what was going on for a moment. This feeling was very painful...

In a short time, a big bald head appeared in front of him, holding a pile of books in his hand, all of which were thread-packed Buddhist scriptures! He stuffed these books into Yan Song's arms, then said "please", then turned around and walked outside the sword courtyard, saying that he was addicted to alcohol and wanted to go to Fengyue Tower for a few drinks...

Yan Song was speechless. He put these Buddhist scriptures in the abstinence and then walked home. During the period before dinner, he wanted to seize the time to continue Xuanxiu, but every time he sat cross-legged, he thought of other places and was always disturbed by an inexplicable regret, which was the simple and strange Bodhi swordsattva danced by the big bald head. He always felt that although this set of swordsmanship was strange, there was something obvious hidden in the strangeness. However, he just couldn't figure it out. Sometimes, when he wanted to catch it, the result disappeared again, which made him distressed. In this way, he tossed and turned in ** for an hour, but still couldn't think of anything. At this time, Sun Kai and Qin Shou and others also came back. In the hall downstairs, Xiaowei had prepared food.

When Yan Gong got downstairs, he heard Qin Shou spray and say how to recite the flash. Originally, he didn't have to compare three games, but this good luck inexplicably fell on Yan Song's head, and after Liu He helped, he was connected by Zhao Xiang and Sun Kai. The challenge. However, what excited Qin Shou was that Zhao Xiang was seriously injured when he compared with Yan Song yesterday. Today, he was easily defeated by him. After fighting with him for more than 100 rounds, Xing Taisu also made him gritt his teeth. No matter what family or not, he directly hit the latter and used his thunder to cut the corona on the spot!