Who made me a peerless genius

A monk from Jialan Temple came and took Ming Zongyi to a secluded courtyard, the surrounding area was heavily guarded, and many monks armed with sticks stood guard.

Before entering the small courtyard, Ming Zongyi smelled a strong medicinal fragrance, which made his brain a little dizzy. One can imagine how overbearing and violent the medicinal effect is.

Walking into the yard, a huge wooden barrel is placed in the center, and three monks are standing next to the wooden barrel with their palms against the wooden barrel. Beads of sweat are already appearing on their foreheads. , The mist steamed up, making the temperature in the entire small courtyard rise a lot.

This can also be regarded as a major disadvantage of the marrow washing bath. It is required that the marrow washing person must have a certain degree of internal strength or physical strength, otherwise ordinary people will lose a layer of skin in an instant if they go in, and they will even be killed if they are fished out later. cooked.

Ming Zongyi didn't panic, he took off his coat, sat aside and waited quietly until one of the monks spoke.

"Master Ming, it's time!"

Hearing this, Ming Zongyi, who had already prepared his momentum, jumped into it immediately, and immediately felt a burning pain from his skin. Ming Zongyi didn't care about other things, and took the time to sit cross-legged, use his inner strength to hold his mind, and began to refine this medicinal power.

This process is not particularly strenuous. The most difficult part of washing the marrow lies in two points. One is that a large amount of internal energy is needed to support the absorption of the medicine, which is not a problem for Ming Zongyi, and the second is to use this medicine to nourish the body. Meridians... This part was skipped by Ming Zongyi.

Ming Zongyi doesn't need to open the meridian for the second time or improve the toughness of the meridian. His meridian as a whole has already tended to perfection. Even if there is any improvement, it cannot be brought about by the marrow washing bath.

Nourishing the strength of the body is originally an additional effect for the marrow washing bath, but it has become the main effect on Ming Zongyi's side. Probably no one will be as extravagant as he is. Far less important than the quality of meridians.

Ming Zongyi circulated Taixuan's inner breath, absorbing all the power of the medicine to nourish his body. This process lasted for a full five hours, until the sky completely dimmed.

When Ming Zongyi opened his eyes again, he also felt those subtle changes in his body.

There is almost nothing in the world that can improve the human body overnight. Whether it is medicinal baths or exercises, it can't make people become a master all at once. It seems to be a method that can quickly improve combat effectiveness, or it is the method of disintegrating the demons. , or some strange medicine that forcibly stimulates the internal breath of the meridians and has endless sequelae, it can be described as not a good thing in one sentence.

The same is true of the marrow washing bath, it needs time to settle before it can slowly exert its effect, and the improvement of Ming Zongyi's physique is reflected in all aspects, such as hematopoietic ability, immune ability, anti-aging ability, etc., rather than simply strengthening a little physical strength .

【"No matter what, it's still a harvest..."】

Ming Zongyi jumped out of the barrel and put his clothes back on. His purpose of coming to the Western Regions has been achieved, and he even got the extra reward of a marrow washing bath. By the way, he confirmed that the "Tibetan" of the third senior brother is not the "same surname". Simple, the return journey is naturally on the agenda.

When he left the mountain, everyone in the sect except Mu Ling had discussed the opening ceremony, but Shi Qinghuan finally decided to hold the opening ceremony after the infrastructure construction on the mountain was completed.

Ming Zongyi pondered for a moment, and felt that if he went back at the speed he came, he might not be able to catch up.

【"Would it be better to let the people from Jialan Temple lead me the way? The caravan is completely following the camels, which is really too slow."】

Chapter 70 The Arrival of Jing Fan

Ming Zongyi was thinking about the feasibility of this plan when two flustered young monks suddenly ran into the yard.

"Three uncles, it's not good... Another troublemaker came to the temple gate! He said he wanted to enter our Buddhist scripture pavilion!"

Due to the incidents of the previous few days, the nearest Jialan Temple was extremely heavily guarded, with three steps, one post and five steps, one sentry, lest some gangsters pretend to be pilgrims and ride in random raids.

After Ming Zongyi got dressed, he picked up a water hyacinth on the side and took a few big gulps.

【"What's the matter, Jialan Temple doesn't have any face at all, and someone hit him in the face again, but this time the guy is really arrogant, did he enter directly from the main entrance, and he didn't hide it, at least to say I am here to pay homage..."]

The three monks who were in charge of heating the buckets were all of good internal strength, even if they didn't have the cultivation level of the underground list, they were almost the same, and they could be regarded as having a certain status in Jialan Temple. Now hearing the words, their faces are not very good-looking.

What does the Cangjing Pavilion symbolize to a sect? There should be no need to say too much. When the other party came to the door and said such words, they simply did not treat Jialan Temple as a person. It is equivalent to coming to a man and saying that your wife will sleep with me for a while. Well, no matter how good-tempered you are, hearing such words is unbearable.

Among the three monks, one was a bandit who roamed the desert. Although he returned to Buddhism, he still had a bandit spirit and a hot temper.

"Where is the bastard so arrogant?!"

The little novice was taken aback, and replied weakly: "She...she calls herself Xiao Fan."

"puff----!"

Before the three monks responded, Ming Zongyi couldn't hold back, and all the source of life that had just been drunk before it entered the stomach was sprayed out.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Afterwards, there was another violent coughing sound, Ming Zongyi patted his chest several times, relying on his internal breath to smooth his breath, he finally recovered.

Fan... a single name with a single character!Everyone knows that this is the pseudonym habit of the Tibetan Taizu, but it is still used today, and it can only be described in words.

The three monks had different expressions, but none of them had such a big reaction like Ming Zongyi. In their opinion, although this pseudonym was somewhat flawed, Ming Zongyi's reaction should not be like that of Dacheng, could it? Saying that Xiao Fan is not a fake name, does Ming Zongyi really know Xiao Fan?

Before they could ask the doubts in their hearts, Ming Zongyi spoke first.

"Is that Xiao Fan male or female, and what does he look like?"

The little novice was taken aback for a moment, and then responded: "It's a female benefactor, her appearance... should be considered mediocre?"

At this age, the little novice who still deals with a bunch of bald men all day long also knows that he does not have a reliable aesthetic view, so he is quite hesitant when drawing conclusions.

But Ming Zongyi is sure...

【"Damn it..."】

He put down the water hyacinth, turned over and jumped onto the roof.

"I might know this Miss Xiao...I'll go and see the situation first!"

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The small courtyard where Ming Zongyi is located is quite a distance away from the gate of the temple. Fortunately, Ming Zongyi's mobility is no longer what it used to be. Successfully arrived at the gate of the temple, and saw the two sides confronting each other from a distance.

One of them was none other than Miss Jing Fanjing. She was dressed in black and held a black sword in her arms. One can imagine that this journey has not been easy.

Beside her, lay a large group of monks in disorder.

This scene made Ming Zongyi's heart tense, but after careful observation, he found that Jing Fan did not strike harshly. Although the monks were wailing, all they suffered were skin injuries. Jing Fan did not strike hard. It just makes them powerless to fight anymore.

And what confronted her was a group of forces from the Western Regions including the Jialan Temple. Jing Fan really didn't pick the right time. Because of the Zunguang Dharma Association, all the masters of Buddhism from the Western Regions have gathered in the Jialan Temple , the difficulty of the dungeon jumped directly from level [-] to level [-]. Although there were no new bosses and a floor-sweeping monk was missing, there were a lot more elite monsters. With the most powerful masters on the list, and Master Yongjing as the master, no one in the world can get along well with this lineup except Gong Yin and Wei Hanhai!

Ming Zongyi did not show up immediately, but sneaked into the rear of the Buddhist team in the Western Regions without making a sound.At just the right time, Master Yongjing spoke to Jing Fan.

"Benefactor Xiao, the Sutra Pavilion is the foundation of a sect, and there is absolutely no reason for outsiders to come in and out. If the benefactor wants to consult Buddhist classics, the poor monk is not talented, and he is willing to explain a thing or two to the benefactor. But if it is anything else, please return it. .”

Master Yongjing's self-cultivation is not bad, even in the face of such unreasonable demands from Jing Fan, he still tried to persuade him with kind words.

It's a pity that Jing Fan didn't seem to appreciate it very much. She said calmly, "There are some things that you shouldn't have. Even if you keep them, it will only cause disaster."

These words were extremely arrogant, but Ming Zongyi could hear something different.

【"Could she be referring to the map fragments?!"】

Jing Fan is the person who has the most relationship with the map fragments so far, and he must be looking for the map fragments. He may have learned that the Tibetan Taizu's notes are in the Jialan Temple through some means, so he came here to look for them.

【"It seems that she may not have the information in place. The notes have been snatched by another group, but she doesn't know it at all. She is even afraid of revealing the secrets of the notes. What are you looking for, if you go on like this, you will suffer..."]

Seeing that the atmosphere in the arena gradually became tense, Ming Zongyi couldn't help getting ready, ready to stop the battle at any time.

However, Master Yongjing is also very human, after hearing Jing Fan's words, he was thoughtful.

"Benefactor Xiao... It's a poor monk taking the liberty. Are you looking for a notebook? And you have to ask for the original?"

Facing Master Yongjing's temptation, Jing Fan did not choose to confess, she said coldly: "So what if you are, so what if you are not?"

"Unfortunately." Master Yongjing said, "A few days ago, Jialan Temple was raided, and a group of thieves attacked the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion and took away the notes of the great man. I’m afraid I’m going to be disappointed when I come from the notes, but that thing is no longer in our hands.”

Jing Fan's eyes flickered. Although she didn't know why, it was an established fact that her purpose had been seen through, so she didn't continue to speak hard, but said:

"... Empty words are useless. If what you said is true, why don't you let me go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to have a look. I won't touch anything except that note. If it is true, I will leave naturally. .”

Chapter 71 Return

【"..."】

Hearing Jing Fan's answer, Ming Zongyi couldn't help but touch his forehead. He should have expected that, whether it was the first time meeting Jing Fan and asking him to take off his clothes, or later going to Bo's house to get back his own things, Ming Zongyi couldn't help it. Jing Fan can always make a mess of things that can be explained clearly.

Ming Zongyi doesn't know Jing Fan's specific cultivation level, but if he can make Western Region Buddhism so serious, he may not be a master, and he is not too far behind.With her strength, if she is willing to speak carefully, it is easy to explain the matter clearly, but now she is making such an unreasonable request under such circumstances... Even if the person who comes is Wei Hanhai The only legend is that it is impossible for Buddhism in the Western Regions to be so submissive, let alone her.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, even Master Yongjing, who wanted to be a peacemaker, had no choice but to sigh softly.

"It seems that there is nothing to talk about..."

This seemed to be a signal, and many monks began to stir up their inner breath. Seeing that the situation was about to develop to an irreversible point, Ming Zongyi had no choice but to interrupt them.

"Wait a minute!"

He walked forward in two or three steps, blocking the middle of the two groups.

Ming Zongyi's features are very obvious, and it is almost impossible to forget it after seeing it once. Jing Fan recognized it immediately, his eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.Master Yongjing stretched out his hand to signal the monks behind not to do anything.

"Master Ming, you are..."

"It's a long story." Ming Zongyi said, "I know Miss Xiao, let me talk to her."

Hearing these words, Master Yongjing looked over Ming Zongyi and landed on Jing Fan. He pondered for a moment and responded, "It would be best if this matter can be resolved peacefully. Please trouble Master Ming."

Ming Zongyi nodded, and walked towards Jing Fan.

"Miss Xiao... Long time no see."

Seeing that Ming Zongyi didn't expose her real surname, Jing Fan's face looked a little better.

"I don't have time to catch up with you."

"Miss Xiao's urgency, I can understand." Ming Zongyi said, "But, that thing is really not here... I know this is empty talk, so I will give as much as possible." What could be called evidence."

Jing Fan said: "I won't believe a word these monks say."

"...It doesn't have to be like this." Ming Zongyi shook his head, "There were three people who came to Jialan Temple to attack the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that day, two men and one woman, and the woman posed a Special fighting posture... I think Miss Xiao, you might know something."

As Ming Zongyi spoke, he assumed several classic Tai Chi postures.

Seeing this, Jing Fan's expression changed slightly.

Ming Zongyi caught the change in Jing Fan's expression.

"It seems, Miss Xiao, you really know something... I think this should be enough, what does Miss Xiao think?"

Jing Fan was silent for a long time, and then said something surprising.

"Think I'll know about this posture... It seems that the surname Bo said something to you that shouldn't be said."

Ming Zongyi was taken aback, and then realized...Jing Fan misunderstood something, but it is really troublesome to explain something, and it is not something that can be said in front of so many people, so , Ming Zongyi can only acquiesce.

"Let's just take it as it is, it's pretty much the same for you Miss Xiao... It's a fact that the Zang Taizu's notes were taken away, otherwise Master Yongjing wouldn't have realized you in the first place What do you think, Miss Xiao?"

"...when did they come?"

"Four days ago, in the middle of the night."

Hearing this, Jing Fan was slightly taken aback, she frowned, as if she had made some simple calculations in her mind, a look of annoyance immediately appeared on her face, her brows were furrowed, her silver teeth were clenched, she looked really out of breath .

"One day I'm going to give you all..."

Accompanied by gritted teeth and a low voice full of resentment, Jing Fan turned and left. Ming Zongyi wanted to stop her, but facing Ming Zongyi's shout, Jing Fan didn't realize it, and his figure gradually disappeared into the yellow sky. in the sand.

Although Ming Zongyi didn't stop Jing Fan, he was still thinking about it.

【"It seems that the struggle between these four factions may be more complicated than I imagined."】

Ming Zongyi turned around, and Master Yongjing spoke in a low voice.

"Master Ming, what is this...?"

Ming Zongyi smiled wryly.

"Master Yongjing, I don't intend to offend you, but regarding this matter, I heard that there is a sentence in Buddhist scriptures, which seems to be quite appropriate now...Of course, I am shallow in Buddhism, if I use it in the wrong place , and ask Master Yongjing for advice.”

Master Yongjing clasped his palms together.

"Ming benefactor, please tell me."

Ming Zongyi turned his head and looked at Jing Fan's back.

"Although the Buddha is a prophet, he does not speak from time to time."

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Afterwards, Ming Zongyi bid farewell to the Buddhists in the Western Regions, and asked them to send someone to escort him for a journey...Of course, escorting is a term with high emotional intelligence. In fact, Ming Zongyi just needs a monk who leads the way. The locations of various post stations and town supply points in the Western Regions are sufficient.

Buddhism in the Western Regions readily agreed to the matter, and asked two monks who were familiar with the road conditions in the Western Regions to lead Ming Zongyi.Later, he sent a monk to stand guard on the only way for the Shijia caravan to inform them of Ming Zongyi's whereabouts, so that the Shijia caravan would not be able to wait for anyone, and would not dare to disobey the order from above and stay in a certain town Wait for death.

The two monks who lead the way for Ming Zongyi are also well-cultivated. The three of them have good foot strength and can travel at least a hundred miles a day. If the supplies on the next journey are sufficient and they are in good condition, they can directly go into battle with light packs. Hundreds of miles are not a problem.

In this situation, Ming Zongyi rushed all the way to the Central Plains at a speed several times faster than when he came here.

On the way, Ming Zongyi was also worried that he might meet a group of middle-aged men. Although their average cultivation level is higher and their footsteps are faster, they are obviously not natives. A few days is not a strange thing, if you meet it, it will be called every day, and the earth will not work.

Fortunately, Ming Zongyi wasn't so unlucky, the three of them might get lost in the Western Regions, but the Western Regions are so vast, it's not easy to meet them.

This kind of life lasted for a month. On the way, Ming Zongyi repeatedly comprehended the essence of the Invincible Sutra, and finally fully implemented his own automatic practice method. The scriptures can be activated with one push, and the time to maintain automatic practice after one activation is also the longest, even longer than the average sleep time of Ming Zongyi, which means that Ming Zongyi can keep the Brilliant Sutra in a state of practice forever.

Chapter 72 I heard you go around saying I'm dead