Chapter 12 Wine Night Talk

Wu Pengwei said something bad in his heart. Fortunately, he took a firewood in his hand, and there was enough oxygen in the secret channel, so that the fire would not be extinguished.

He walked down the passage. After a while, he came to a small secret room ten meters square. There was a faint light in the secret room, which was a longan-sized white bead embedded on the top of the wall.

The light was soft and quiet, like a moonlight. In the soft white light, an old monk with a smile sat cross-legged.

The old monk picked up a strange knot in his hand, with a kind and stable face, showing a light gold light. He was wearing a tight robe of gold and silver thread on his body. In front of him, there were three things piled up. At the top was a pair of long blue and black sticks, the long stick pressed a light cyan written secret, and under the secret was a flesh-colored shirt.

Before the three superimposed things, there is another letter.

It's hard to imagine that these things have been stored in a secret room for hundreds of years and are still intact.

Wu Pengwei squatted down, opened the letter first, and roughly browsed the contents.

It turned out that the monk sitting on his knees in front of him was the forty-eighth-eighth-generation abbot of Prajna Temple, with the Zen name "Naga", but he is intelligent by nature and different from other monks. He likes to study the classics of various schools. By chance, he obtained the Fuzang Sutra, the supreme secret book of tantra. This sutra pays attention to the growth and evolution of heaven and earth. Among them, the mystery directly points to the essence of the universe, which is extensive and profound.

Naga and Shang suddenly fell into it, and it was out of control.

Later, there was a contradiction between Middle-earth Zen Buddhism and Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions, which triggered the famous "Longhua War". The two major Buddhist organizations spoke and discussed Taoism in Longhua Temple, which eventually led to a Buddhist disaster.

However, this Naga was betrayed by the little Shami in the door because of the Fuzang Sutra, saying that he had a secret relationship with the Tantra of the Western Regions. As a result, the "Phanna Temple" was destroyed. 1,800 people in the whole temple left him, and the temple was sealed, and from then on it was classified as a heresy.

Because of this, Naga was enlightened, understood the truth of heaven and earth, and went to the west to be bliss.

At the end of the book, only a line of dragons and phoenix dances is left, which reads "Life is short, once you realize it, it's wonderful, wonderful!"

It can be seen that when Naga left, it was full of Dharma joy. No wonder she smiled and sat with a golden body.

Wu Pengwei took the three things in front of him in his hand.

It is mentioned in the letter that these three things are the treasures of the "Phanna Temple" that have been passed down through the ages, namely, the Bodhi stick, the Prajna martial arts scriptures and the cicada wings.

The body of the bodhi stick is black, the tentacles are cold, and the texture is not gold but iron, but it is a good soul seal. Among them is sealed with a "Yura Dog King", which is always held by the chief guardian dean of the Prajna Temple, and the level belongs to the superior group.

When Wu Pengwei saw the stick, he remembered Aoki. Aoki's strength had reached the peak of the martial arts master. It was only a thin layer of paper between thousands of people, but there was no weapon to take advantage of it. This made a wish for him.

As for the Prajna Martial Arts Sutra, it is a good thing. It records a set of Prajna Mind Method. The limit is actually the level of the master, a set of Japanese-character chaotic techniques "Evegreen Stick" and a set of unpredictable "Jiye Body Method".

Coincidentally, these mental methods are actually wooden attributes.

Wu Pengwei made a rough look and remembered these three sets of secrets in his heart. Now he has a superb memory and never forgets it.

And this cicada wing coat is also a good thing. It is weak, but it is invulnerable to water and fire. Ordinary knives and guns are difficult to enter. Even the super-level soul seal weapon is difficult to pierce. It can be called the treasure of self-defense. Wu Pengwei is a little unbelieved. He did not dare to try it with the "blue water dragon blade". He just swings a flame or golden light between his fingers. Explore it.

Sure enough, this cicada wing is invulnerable, and it is as light as cicada wings. It is transparent on the body and can't be seen at all.

Wu Pengwei happened to be topless. At that moment, he put the cicada wing coat on his body and took these three treasures. Wu Pengwei looked at the smiling and silent monk Naga, thinking that the monk was so wise that he could put down everything and take other people's treasures, which should be more or less expressed.

So he knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he kowtowed, there was a painful grinding sound outside the passage, and then he heard Gui Shura shouting outside, "Brother Wu, are you in there?"

Wu Pengwei answered, took the bodhi stick and the Prajna martial arts scriptures and ran up.

Gui Shura was preparing with a torch. When he saw Wu Pengwei coming up, he laughed and said, "I thought you were missing. I couldn't see you in the hall. Just as I was about to leave, I heard the sound of grinding teeth under the incense case. I looked down, and it was actually a secret."

Wu Pengwei put the Bodhi stick and the Prajna Warrius in his hand and said with a smile, "Well, go down and take these treasures."

Gui Shura's eyes tightened, smiled and said nothing.

Wu Pengwei looked at his gaze in his heart and came to the bonfire. I don't know when there were three roasted and fragrant robes beside the bonfire. The meat fat burned into oil and splashed into the fire, attracting the flames high.

Wu Pengwei looked at the ghost Shura sitting opposite. He had the intention to make friends, so he handed over the Prajna Martial Sutra and said with a smile, "I ate the meat hunted by the ghost brother and drank the wine of the ghost brother. I'm really sorry, and I don't have a share of money. Unfortunately, I have another use for this Bodhi stick. This Prajna War Sutra is given to the eldest brother. It's done."

Gui Shura was shocked and asked in surprise when he took the thrown martial arts scriptures, "You take this seriously. This Prajna martial arts scripture is an excellent martial arts secret. It is determined that it has even reached the level of a master. It is also a great treasure in your sunset sect. Even if we are confused sect, we dare not regard it as idle."

Of course, Wu Pengwei would not tell him that he had copied all the Prajna martial arts scriptures in his mind. He just smiled, took out the blue water dragon blade from his arms, cut a piece of roasted crispy yellow dog meat, and looked up and took a sip of wine. He ate it happily.

When Gui Shura saw him like this, he laughed and said, "Yes, my brother is so heroic. If I am stingy, my mother-in-law will be stingy. I accept this scripture. If you have something to do in the future, just say hello, and I will never shirk what I can."

The two looked at each other and smiled again. After this, they all saw each other's temperament, and the distance was much closer. They were eating and drinking happily. Ghost Shura removed the Shura mask on his face, revealing a white and resolute face.

Wu Pengwei handed over the wine bag and said with a smile, "The eldest brother is so handsome, why do you need to wear a fierce mask? I don't know how many young girls are heartbroken.

Gui Shura almost spit out the wine in his mouth. He wiped the wine stains spilled from his chin and laughed and scolded, "You boy, you actually picked me up and brushed it. Don't laugh at me. Do you know who are the three most popular beautiful teenagers in Wuwang City now?"

Wu Pengwei saw that Shura smiled and asked, "Who is it?" Isn't there a big brother?"

"I wear a mask all day. Who can know my appearance? To tell the truth, my brother, there are rules for my Miri Sect. After wearing this Shura mask, I can only exclude the closest people. I think that except for the suzerain of my Mi Li Sect, only my brothers have seen my appearance. Since you have seen my appearance, you and I will be Jin in the future. Lan Zhijiao, you call me big brother, and I will stand up for you in big things, and I will not be afraid of the sea of knives and fire.

Wu Pengwei's heart was warm, and then he knew the meaning of the ghost Shura removing the mask.

Gui Shura took a sip of wine and said with a bad smile, "Nowadays, the most popular people in Wuwang City are three guys. Li Wu, who is 'zheng yi zong', is a figure. His face is like a crown jade, just like a little lady, but he has an evil smile. Since the start of the game, there has been no general in his hand, which has attracted many girls, even some married young women. I also love him very much.

"The second is the Wu Kuangxing of Wu Wangzong. He is very manly, tall and broad, and his action is like a thunder. He also has no general, and he is also a home game. Therefore, many girls in Wuwang City are favored by him."

"As for the third..." Gui Shura looked at Wu Pengwei sideways, with a meaningful smile.

Wu Pengwei was eating a mouth full of oil and casually answered, "It can't be me."

Gui Shura claps and laughed: "Yes, it's you, brother. You eliminated Zen Qinglei at the beginning of the game and forced Li Beidou to lose. Wuwang City is popular in martial arts, but anyone who has strength will have blue eyes. Brother, you have always been elegant. It is said that there is also a painting skill that makes 'Mr. Beidou' impressive. In Wenxin Pavilion, he is shocked by painting skills. Yan Dongsheng, the king of painting in Jiangbei, can be said to be both literary and martial arts. If you really want to say it, the first two are not as strong as yours, which can be called a girl killer, haha..."

"Puff..." Wu Pengwei immediately sprayed the wine in his mouth on the ground.

Seeing that he looked embarrassed, Gui Shura didn't laugh at him anymore, but turned to a serious face: "Brother, when you and I just fought, I used a chaotic ancient sword skill - the mystery of dark demon and fire, which is extremely powerful. It's a trick I've only recently practiced. I don't know how you can prevent it all at once?"

Wu Pengwei thought for a moment and said, "Brother, your moves are extremely feminine, and the sword is biased. Originally, it is difficult for me to predict the trajectory of operation, but as the saying goes, it is amazing. This martial art skill should have unparalleled speed, but you replace the speed with an erratic trajectory. In fact, this is only one line worse, and your blade has changed too little, especially A sword near the door almost came to my eyebrows. Of course, I can predict that if you add a few changes before the tip of the sword touches the body, it will be difficult to prevent.

After saying that, Wu Pengwei took out a firewood from the bonfire. In the sky, Gui Shura was also an extraordinary person of wisdom, and suddenly realized.

He patted his thigh and praised, "It is said that you are unparalleled in the world. At first, I didn't believe it. I thought it was just luck. Now it seems that your predictive computing ability is really amazing. No wonder Zen Qinglei and Li Beidou will lose to you. According to me, even the founder of my division may not be able to think so quickly."

"Creator?" Wu Pengwei's heart moved, as if he had touched something.

"What? Don't you know the founder?" Gui Shura looked surprised, but he was immediately relieved: "No wonder that the Sunset Sect has already fallen, and it is natural that there is no founder in the door. Well, this is not a great secret. I'll tell you to listen to it. You see, most of the first-class sects in the world today have a founder supported. These founders are weak and martial arts. Li, but it has spiritual thinking that ordinary people can't imagine. Almost all the martial arts in the world are created by them, and they are constantly researching and refining every year. This is the result of the constant change of martial arts in the first-class schools you see. To be honest, the ancient martial arts I practiced is the dark devil and unpopular swordsmanship, otherwise we The founder of the faction has been improved for a long time. Maybe you can't take it today, haha.

Gui Shura laughed and poured another sip of liquor. When he put on his mask, he was gloomy and low-key, like a cheetah lurking in the shadow waiting for the opportunity, which could remove the disguise. In front of Wu Pengwei, he was as straightforward and cute as a big child.

Wu Pengwei also smiled indifferently, but there was a big wave in his heart. His intuition told him that these founders seemed to have an unusual connection with the silver fog in his mind, and the silver fog was related to his mother's whereabouts.

"Has the eldest brother ever seen the founder of your sect?" Wu Pengwei asked quietly.

"No, those guys are all gloomy. They are covered with black robes all day long and locked in the hut. Except for the patriarch and the powerful in the door, no one is seen, and they will change every five years. There will be a new creator to replace them, the old one leaves, and the new one stays." Gui Shura tore off a large piece of slightly charred barbecue, stuffed it into his mouth, and the oily smell was overflowing. He said, "I don't understand what you are doing. You don't even know some basic allusions. The sunset sect is also a strange talent."

Wu Pengwei didn't say anything, but turned the branches of dog meat in his hand, stirring back and forth, with a deep light in his eyes.

"Creator, what kind of existence is that..."