The mustard monk blinked at Qingqing, and he said with a sly look on his face:

"The master is also a master of the Heavenly List.

Okay, come on, I will pass on your instructions for the Dragon Binding Art.

Qingqing needs to remember.

When practicing this technique, you should focus on meditating on your own mind, maintaining a state of mind without being invaded by external objects, visualizing the dragon in your heart, moving in the wind, and traveling around the world."

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On the other side, Luoyueqintai, outside the Yaoqin boudoir.

Near the pavilion, two Nirvana monks wearing gray monk's robes were walking and patrolling.

These two monks came to protect the "Miss Yaoqin" at the request of the Mustard Monk.

One of them was the monk Kongwu who had met in the Zen temple before Chen Qiu, who was the one with a good relationship with Zhang Lan and whose family name was Tie Niu.

Although he is young, he has just passed the twentieth crown.

But he is the best among the young monks of Nirvana Temple.

Although he and Mustard Seed Monk had no master or disciple, when he entered Nirvana Temple when he was a child, he was not a martial monk, but a novice monk. By chance, he learned a Buddhist skill from Mustard Seed Monk.

Therefore, the Iron Niu also regards the Mustard Monk as his true master.

"Junior Brother Kongjian, please go and rest for a while."

Outside Yaoqin's boudoir, Monk Kongwu gave a Buddhist tribute to his companions around him and said:

"In Qintai Kitchen, I told me to prepare some simple vegetarian food for me today. The vegetarian food this morning is really too luxurious and too wasteful."

"Senior brother, this is the case with these wealthy families in Suzhou."

Monk Kongjian was two years younger than Kongwu, and was eighteen years old. He was a little ecstatic and a little greedy.

He whispered to Kongwu:

"I went to Suzhou City with Master Yuan to preach. The vegetarian food delivered by the wealthy businessmen was called "eating".

Besides, senior brother, you have made people accustomed to cooking big dishes and cooked some simple vegetarian meals for me, which is causing trouble for others."

"Well, what my junior brother said is the same."

Monk Kongwu thought about it and let it go.

Anyway, monks have to work hard, and they don’t have to eat meat.

Just be careful.

He sent Kong to see the monk going to rest, but he continued to patrol. When he walked to the pavilion, he saw "Miss Yaoqin" sitting by the pavilion, holding a green jade fishing rod and fishing.

Kong Wu curled his lips and immediately turned around and left.

But unexpectedly, just after walking a few steps, a gust of fragrant wind blew over.

"Oh, Brother Tie Niu, I've been separated after not seeing each other these few days?"

Zhang Lan, wearing a veil and pretending to be a zither, pinched the orchid finger, grabbed the beauty fan, covered her mouth and chuckled:

"What? I'm a little surprised when I see my brother's outfit?"

"Amitabha."

Monk Kongwu hurriedly took a step back and didn't look at Zhang Lan in the women's clothing. He clasped his hands together and said:

“Don’t do this by donor.

Since you promised Master Mustard to rescue the owner of this place, how could you be so careless? If you were seen by others, it would be amazing."

"No one can see it."

Zhang Lan snorted, and he raised his fingers charmingly, saying:

"It's really boring to dress up as a woman. When I think about it for more than half a month, I feel bored... Just so happened that I recently got a good fingering method. I was just itchy when I first started practicing.

How about Tienniu and I’m not going to have a chance to talk to you?”

"The donor should do a good job of helping."

Monk Kongwu pulled the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zhang Lan, who looked more like a woman than a woman, and felt a burst of goose bumps.

He hurriedly accused him of:

"The little monk remembered that the evening class was not yet ready, so I went there first."

After saying that, Kong Wu used his light skills and left the pavilion in a flash.

Seeing him running away in a hurry, Zhang Lan covered her mouth and sneered several times. He returned to the pavilion and continued fishing.

The four picturesque beauties around them pretending to be maids returned to this gorgeous place of Qintai from the harsh Zen temple, and they were naturally chattering and very lively.

Tie Niu escaped from Zhang Lan's "devil's claws" and hurried back to the wing where he lived, intending to recite the Diamond Sutra twice to get rid of the mental pollution caused by Zhang Lan.

As a result, as soon as I returned to the yard, I saw the iron-blocked donor dancing in the yard.

The heavy sword style is strong and powerful, and every move is really masculine. The body of tendons in the sun is as perfect as a sculpture.

Such masculine martial arts are intimately in line with the Buddhist skills of Nirvana Temple.

When Tie Niu saw that the hunt was happy, he went forward and said something to Lie Tie. Then he took out the heavy Buddhist stick he used from the room. Two muscular men just started to compete in the yard.

Xiao Tiewu lifted the sword and used the Canghai Sword style to fight with the Nirvana monk who made the Dharma stick technique in front of him. Both of them used their fierce martial arts skills, and they would fight head-on, which was extremely exciting.

Even the monk Kongjian who was resting in the room was alarmed.

The junior brother moved a small stool and sat outside the door, watching Senior Brother Tie Niu and Xiao Tie Donor discuss martial arts with each other, and shouting from time to time.

Xiao Tie is in a pretty good spirit now.

He felt that the Juque in his hand was more and more convenient, and his understanding of Canghai Sword Technique seemed to have deepened a lot.

There was also a feeling of unpredictable tides between changes.

From time to time, a clever move can force Monk Kongwu to retreat several steps, and the dragon and tiger fighting spirit in his body also roared, as if there was a sign of a breakthrough.

This made Xiao Tie more and more happy the more he fought, and the haze in his heart disappeared.

He has been plagued by strange dreams these days, but after he wakes up, he can't remember the memories in his dreams, but when he wakes up every day, his whole body feels sore.

It's like sleepwalking at night and fighting with a tiger.

But last night, after Shen Qiu left, Xiao Tie rarely slept peacefully and had no dreams all night.

I just took another afternoon nap, but there was still no strange dream attack.

"Master Mustard Seed's decoction really works."

Xiao Tie waved his sword to block the attack of the Buddha stick, and thought to himself:

"The evil spirits are gone, and I have become much more at ease in sleeping.

My hands are no longer sore, and my sword dance is also strong. I have to drink a few more bowls later!

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