Projection of heavens

Gu Shaoshang stepped forward and arrived in front of the State Guesthouse.

Zhengzheng~~

The soldiers guarding the door raised their swords and said, "Who is coming? The State Guesthouse is an important place and no one is allowed to trespass!"

"Young man, please retreat quickly!"

The young soldier looked at Gu Shaoshang who looked like a young boy, frowned and scolded him.

"I heard that the current Holy One convened the world's great masters, the Martial Saints, to compile Taoist scriptures and martial arts scriptures in the state guesthouse. This is why I came here!"

Gu Shaoshang said calmly.

Although he seemed to be only about ten years old, his demeanor was different from that of ordinary people. The soldiers looked at each other with some surprise.

Gululu~~

At this time, a luxurious carriage came slowly.

"Hush!"

The carriage stopped, the driver knelt on the ground, and a young man wearing a plain yellow brocade robe stepped down and came to the front of the State Guesthouse.

A group of Forbidden Army masters with solemn expressions followed behind them.

Wow!

The expressions of all the soldiers changed, and they all knelt on the ground: "I have seen the Fourth Highness in this lowly position!"

The compilation and tampering of Taoist and Buddhist scriptures in the State Guesthouse was extremely important to the current emperor Yang Yunji, and several of his princes also visited this place many times.

This young man wearing a golden crown, plain yellow brocade robe, and holding a folding fan is named Yang Pan, and he is the current fourth prince.

"what happened?"

Although Yang Pan is only a teenager, he has a noble demeanor and is calm and calm in his words.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Gu Shaoshang, who was standing with his hands behind his back, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

After surviving the thunder tribulation, Gu Shaoshang's temperament had not changed much, and he still looked like a teenager. Yang Pan naturally recognized that this boy was the one he had seen in the palace that day and flew away from the sky. juvenile.

"Your Highness! This young man is here to compile the remaining Taoist scriptures and martial arts scriptures, but..."

The soldier didn't dare to be negligent when he heard the words, so he stepped forward and whispered.

"Well, back off!"

Yang Pan waved the folding fan in his hand to indicate that he knew.

"yes!"

A group of soldiers got up and continued patrolling the State Guesthouse.

"Your Highness Yang Pan, what is your name?"

Yang Pan walked into Gu Shaoshang with a smile on his face.

"My name is Hong Xuanji!"

Gu Shaoshang's eyes lit up slightly and he replied calmly.

Yang Pan was only twelve or thirteen years old at this time, and his martial arts cultivation was only at the level of an innate martial artist. Although he looked good to ordinary people, in Gu Shaoshang's opinion, he was not worth mentioning at all.

"Hong Xuanji?"

The smile on Yang Pan's face did not diminish, and he did not care at all about Gu Shaoshang's indifference. He smiled and said: "You want to go to the State Guesthouse? You just want to go with me!"

Gu Shaoshang nodded slightly and stepped into the State Guesthouse one after another with Yang Pan.

The state guesthouse is quite large in area and is paved with white stones, lined with rockeries, and has a beautiful environment.

The main hall located in the middle is a hundred feet in diameter. In the main hall, a group of people are sitting, and countless servants are busy carrying books.

When Yang Pan and Gu Shaoshang walked into the hall, two people moved slightly in the middle of the hall and raised their heads at the same time.

One of them was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a gloomy face and a face as thick as a jujube, wearing a black Taoist robe.

The other one was a middle-aged man wearing a monk's robe. Although the man was wearing a monk's robe, he had no scars and was not bald. His short, fine hair stood up like a steel needle.

The middle-aged man's brows were condensed, and his aura was extremely restrained, but he still had a feeling that could not be ignored like the bright sun.

No matter how many people are in the crowd, he will be the first to see him!

"Fighting the Buddha and the Moon!"

Gu Shaoshang's eyes flashed slightly, he glanced at the middle-aged monk sitting in the middle of the hall, and he understood.

That middle-aged monk must be the number one immortal in the Great Zen Temple, Fighting Buddha Yinyue.

Although he only has the cultivation level of an early human immortal, he possesses the Tathagata Sutra and is full of blood and masculinity. Even if he faces the dream machine, he dares to fight!

"I've met His Highness the Fourth Prince!"

A group of servants in the hall knelt on the ground, and a group of masters from the monk and Taoist families also nodded slightly.

"Masters, there is no need to be polite."

Yang Pan smiled and asked everyone to stand up.

"Xuanji, let me introduce it to you."

Although Yang Pan was young, he had a certain magnanimity and introduced Hong Xuanji with a smile.

First, Yang Pan looked at Monk Yinyue in the middle of the hall: "This is the elder of the Great Zen Temple in Zhongzhou, the six most holy places in the world, Master Yinyue!"

"Hong Xuanji has met Master Yinyue!"

Gu Shaoshang's expression remained unchanged and he slightly cupped his hands.

"Your Highness, little friend!"

Monk Yinyue's expression remained unchanged and he just nodded lightly.

Gu Shaoshang had excellent hiding skills. He hid all his strength the moment he stepped into the hall. Even Yinyue was just shocked. Looking back later, he found nothing.

Therefore, in his opinion, Gu Shaoshang was just a young man with good talent.

"The Tathagata Sutra of the Present World!"

Gu Shaoshang lowered his eyelids to cover up the glint in his eyes.

In his perception, Yinyue was sitting upright on the chair, with an aura similar to that of a giant Buddha sitting upright in a temple. In his infinite domineering power, he also showed infinite compassion.

Within his body, he could faintly feel a powerful and holy aura of domineering power.

Beside him, several young monks at the Grand Master level of the Great Zen Temple were silent and silently writing down some martial arts knowledge.

Afterwards, Yang Pan introduced the middle-aged Taoist priest in black robes to Gu Shaoshang: "This is the Tribulation-Transcending True Immortal of Fang Xiandao, Elder Xiao!"

"Your Highness the Fourth!"

The Taoist priest stood tall, nodded lightly, and cupped his hands to Yang Pan without looking at Gu Shaoshang.

In the hall, he and Yinyue were the persons in charge of the Dao Jingwu Sutra. The two of them were in the south and the north, and they were clearly separated. They didn't even say a word to each other.

Gu Shaoshang shook his head slightly, his expression as usual.

Gu Shaoshang recognized this Taoist Xiao. He was a ghost immortal who had taken refuge in Daqian, the elder Fang Xiandao, and had survived a thunderstorm.

As for cultivation, he is reluctant to do so, but as a person he is arrogant.

It is said that when he became a ghost fairy at the beginning of the year, he once provoked monk Yinyue, but Yinyue just roared and drank his soul out of the body, almost turning into ashes and disappearing between heaven and earth forever.

From then on, I felt deeply ashamed. If Emperor Qian hadn't promised many benefits, he probably wouldn't have come out to be in the same room with Yinyue.

Beside him were three ghosts and immortals belonging to Da Qian, as well as a group of Taoist cultivators who possessed their bodies and manifested themselves.

There seemed to be a lot of people, but in fact they couldn't even be called Monk Yinyue.

There are only Tao masters and saints who have passed down the true teachings of Taishang Dao in the past, and the rest can only cultivate their skin. There are only a few small fishes and shrimps. Not to mention ghosts and immortals, even the realm of possession is only one person.

"Your Highness, please come and take a look. We have some clues about how to compile Taoist scriptures!"

Elder Xiao smiled lightly, looked at Yang Pan and said.

The Immortal Way of the other side is attached to Daqian, which is naturally different from the Dazen Temple. It also values ​​Yang Pan more, so it is natural to report the progress at this time.

"Your Highness, you will go on your own."

Gu Shaoshang's expression remained as usual, he cupped his hands and walked toward the Great Zen Temple.

Although Da Qian said that he had summoned the world's masters to compile Taoist scriptures and martial arts scriptures together, in fact, except for a few major sects, there were not many casual practitioners in the main hall.

He mostly sorted documents in other rooms of the State Guesthouse. In this hall, there were only leaders of sects such as the Great Zen Temple.

According to Gu Shaoshang's spiritual sense, there are no less than ten thousand people practicing martial arts and Taoism in the entire State Guesthouse. Although there are not many masters, the scale is also huge.

Tata~~

Gu Shaoshang walked over.

The monks such as Dazen Temple ignored it and went about compiling martial arts scriptures, sorting out all the martial arts information, and finally handed it over to Yinyue.

On the table in front of Monk Yinyue, hundreds of classics have been piled thickly.

"Martial Arts?"

Gu Shaoshang didn't care at all about Monk Yinyue's pressure. He sat directly opposite him and picked up the thick martial arts scripture in front of him without any courtesy.

The Martial Arts Classic says at the beginning: The ultimate goal of martial arts is to strengthen the body and transcend life and death, and it is definitely not about killing to show off one's strength. The world is like a sea of ​​suffering, and the body is like a raft crossing the sea. If the body is strong, it can carry people to the other side of the sea of ​​suffering.

Looking through it again, he found that, just like what he knew, the practice of martial arts was divided into seven levels: meat training, muscle training, membrane training, bone training, organ training, marrow training, and blood training.

As for the human immortal on it, one orifice is connected to all the orifices, the essence of the fist is derived from flesh and blood, and it is ever-changing. It is natural that there is no way to shatter the vacuum.

This martial arts scripture only introduces the martial arts in a systematic and detailed manner, and even introduces several enemies in detail. The effort spent in it is really not small.

"My martial arts practice is close to that of a great master, but I don't know which martial saint I am studying under?"

Yinyue's eyes flashed slightly, with a smile on his face, and he said lightly.

"The master must not recognize it either!"

Gu Shaoshang put down the martial arts scripture in his hand and replied.

"There are martial sages, ghosts and immortals in the world, but there is no monk that I don't recognize."

Yinyue shook his head.

He is the number one martial arts master in the contemporary Daizen Temple, and he has fought countless powerful enemies in his life.

Although he is a member of the Buddhist sect, he has never changed his fighting spirit. He has been in the temple for more than 40 years, fighting in the north and south, competing with others in martial arts everywhere, and finally achieved the status of human immortal. He is so famous that he is known as the best martial arts in the world.

Of course he didn't believe it, there were masters in the world that he didn't know about.

"hehe!"

Gu Shaoshang did not comment, but asked: "Martial arts practice, martial arts is just the foundation, but I don't know, master, can you teach me the practice beyond human immortals?"

"The compilation of the Martial Scriptures, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net, is only intended to enhance the combat power of Daqian's army. How can the way of human beings and immortals be passed down lightly?"

Yinyue's face was indifferent, and she looked directly at Gu Shaoshang and said: "There is a spiritual practice in our temple that is better than that of immortals. If you want to know, you can enter the gate of my great Zen temple!"

"I wonder if there is any other way to meditate on the Tathagata Sutra?"

Gu Shaoshang tapped his fingers on the table and asked curiously.

As he flicked his fingers, the energy and blood in his body, as vast as mountains and seas, vibrated slightly and appeared in front of Yinyue.

"Ha ha!"

Yinyue let out a long laugh, and the whole hall trembled slightly.

"Young man, if you want to meditate on the Tathagata Sutra of the Present World in my great Zen temple, then there is another way!"

Under the surprised gazes of others in the hall, Yinyue said word by word: "Beat me!"