Chapter 150

Every night Li dingxun would go to the pure land.

The strange old man would teach him all kinds of skills, many of which were just for him to write down and not to rush to practice.

In addition, he continued to impart some experience in dealing with the enemy and talked about some very mysterious contents, which Li dingxun did not understand. In fact, he didn't like the master very much, because the old man was very wordy. He always liked to talk big things, and he always liked to recall the past. At this time, his words became vague and deep, giving people the feeling that two pieces of stone were rubbing, rather than meaningful words.

However, the old man attached great importance to Li dingxun. He praised Li dingxun's internal skill and said that he would be able to become the supreme law of King Kong sect.

When talking about his own martial arts, the old ghost always spared no effort to build up gorgeous rhetoric. When talking about the martial arts of other sects in the Jianghu, he scorned it. First, except for the internal power of Vajra, the rest were rubbish. Then he refuted such wild men as shixiangmen. Finally, he despised the internal power of Shaolin and lost its meaning.

Li dingxun, as a young leader of the Shixiang sect, felt that there was no danger, so he asked the old ghost, "so Jin gangzong's martial arts are the best in the world? Then why is the inheritance broken? "

His words were like a balloon punctured by the tip of a needle. The old ghost's voice immediately fell down and faltered back: "it can only be the first in the world. I dare not say it is the first in the world."

"What is the best martial arts in the world?"

"It's the Buddha's Xumi palm."

"Can I learn?"

"You? Ha ha, no! " The old ghost was amused, "not to mention that the Buddha did not leave any inheritance at all, even if such a Xumi mountain was placed in front of us, the mediocre people in the world would not want to realize the true meaning." He was a little out of breath, strange, how a ghost can not breathe, anyway, his smile is very exaggerated, as if to vent a lot of emotion.

"Fortunately, you are really lucky. In the whole world, you are the only one who can see the true meaning of Xumi's palm!"

"I want to see it."

"No, you are too weak. You'll be shocked into a fool. "

"When can I see it then?"

"At least, when you open the top wheel."

"Good." Li dingxun's reply was understated, which was regarded as ignorance and arrogance by the old ghost.

"Boy, you can come to the holy land. It's a blessing from your previous life. Maybe you are one of the fourteen sages, but not all of them are geniuses. If you are so arrogant, you will be killed on the barrier of Vatican me at that time... "

Li dingxun closed his eyes to listen to his nonsense and stood up.

It's really useful to practice martial arts in the pure land, but it's only limited to the holy and good pure land. The evil pure land can't enjoy this kind of treatment.

This has led to a good atmosphere, people want to enter the pure land of good, so there are a variety of deviant methods, such as hypnosis, life change and so on, but there are not many effective methods.

The more famous are the secret mind changing skills of face changing people, and the Wang Chan classics of ranshan school.

Perhaps, to some extent, Buddhism has really made a big step forward for the world towards a harmonious society.

"Alas, I have no regrets for losing in the hands of Buddha. The way of Buddha is much higher than that of Confucius and Mencius. Unfortunately, I can't see it."

Li dingxun thought of the highest benevolence and righteousness in the teacher's words. Is there anything higher than benevolence and righteousness?

"Don't be distracted! What's the matter with such impetuosity? " It seems that the old ghost just wants to distract him, and then he can scold him.

Li dingxun had been cheated several times, and then he learned well. No matter what the old devil said, he practiced martial arts on his own.

Time goes by.

Several younger brothers and sisters in the family grew up slowly. At last, there were only six people in their family. Li piguang and his wife didn't have many more children, just because it was very troublesome to cultivate good successors.

The third younger sister is the most popular with Li piguang, while the fourth younger brother is the most noisy, which attracts most of Li meizheng's attention.

In this way, Li dingxun and his second son Li Zhongshou were left out in the cold.

Fortunately, both of them can take good care of themselves. After all, they have been assigned to a separate yard since childhood, so they are relatively less attached to their parents.

Like his elder brother, Li Zhongshou entered Shandao pure land when he was five years old. This time, he was out of control. He liked to play in it every day. He didn't like to practice martial arts or read books. He stayed in the wing room all day. Except for three meals a day, Li dingxun didn't see him much.

Li piguang sighed again and again that his second son was abandoned. In order not to let the boy continue to degenerate, the headmaster patted his head and asked Li Zhongshou to recognize the adoptive mother of the vice headmaster Shi Ming, and then let the heroine discipline him.

Shixiangmen all adhere to a simple and straightforward way of thinking, which is well reflected in education. If you don't know how to teach, you can fight. If you don't know how to fight, you can continue to fight. By the way, you can practice this hard skill.

So in the absence of Li Zhongshou, Li dingxun prayed for his brother.

……

Life is too complicated for Li dingxun to say. Even if he read through the Analects of Confucius, Lisao and historical records, he can still make his life a priority.After practicing and reading, he broke his fingers and calculated. Only then did he realize that he had lived for ten years.

It's strange to say that children generally don't care how old they live. Except when they regard age as a kind of flaunting capital, there is no difference between ten and five.

But Li dingxun still felt a kind of sadness.

This kind of sadness is similar to that of a bird in a cage. He knows that he has plump wings, but he can't cross the high courtyard wall.

Of course, he has witnessed the world separated by courtyard walls. In fact, he has visited the scenery all over Lianhua Mountain, all year round. However, his eyes are farther than those things within reach. He can feel the world far away, free and dangerous, wandering the villains and the atmosphere of the river and lake.

These are blocked by a higher wall, an invisible wall.

Every time he went back to his courtyard, Li dingxun was exhausted.

The existence of the wall separates him from the outside world, making everything outside the wall a chaotic system. Even if we know what will happen outside, we can't help but be curious.

People have a desire to pry.

The old ghost told him, when, he put these indifferent emotions aside, when he can get close to the real strong.

"My father said to be a lion. I don't want to be a stone. "

"Your father is wrong."

"Isn't a lion better than a stone?"

"Lions have weaknesses, stones don't."

Li dingxun was convinced.

So he continued to stay in the courtyard for ten years.

Did not participate in any activities, did not communicate with anyone.

Make a stone, deep in the underground, no one knows what kind of God Feng Pu jade.