Chapter 132 Taoist Kung Fu

Wang Chongyang looked strange, as if he didn't understand something.

After carefully reading the entire exercise, he couldn't help but walk back and forth in the temple, thinking deeply.

Huang Lin didn't dare to say anything, he just looked at him nervously.

a long time.

Wang Chongyang came back to his senses and said apologetically to Huang Lin:

"I was a little dazed for a moment. Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment."

After saying that, he walked to the case and picked up his pen to write.

Huang Lin also followed and helped with the ink grinding.

After a while, Wang Chongyang had finished writing, and then he shook his head and chuckled.

“Why do real people laugh?”

Huang Lin was a little confused and asked in confusion.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a look at this technique first."

Wang Chongyang did not reply, but moved his seat so that Huang Lin could watch the ink-stained technique.

Fortunately, Huang Lin had been grinding ink beside him just now and knew the order.

After carefully reading each piece, he was deeply impressed by Wang Chongyang.

After this Buddhist technique was transformed into Taoism, it didn't feel awkward at all!

"The real person's knowledge is really amazing! With Huang's vision, he can't see anything wrong with this technique."

Huang Lin looked at Wang Chongyang with admiration.

"Pfft~"

Wang Chongyang immediately laughed when he heard this, waved his hand quickly and said:

"Fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand me. Pindao is not capable of this. You will know the reason after Pindao explains it for a moment."

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details!"

Now that the skill was revealed, Huang Lin felt a huge weight drop in his heart and felt relaxed.

"When Pindao read Brother Duan's translation just now, he found something weird and awkward in it, and he got into it for a while."

"When I came back to my senses, I had some vague guesses in my mind. It wasn't until I replaced the Buddhist terms in this technique with Taoist terms that I was sure!"

Having said this, Wang Chongyang stopped talking, raised his head and stroked his beard, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Huang Lin's face turned dark immediately, knowing that he wanted to make a fool of himself.

But he really wanted to know the reason, so he had to say in a low voice:

"I wonder what the real person has discovered?"

"What a discovery!"

Wang Chongyang answered immediately, and then continued:

"After this technique was converted into Taoist language, there are some minor flaws, but they are not critical. Pindao has made up for them when he wrote it just now!"

"After the writing was completed, Pindao read it carefully again and found that the skill was smooth and flawless, as if it had been refined over thousands of times. Do you think it is possible?"

"The real person is saying that this technique is originally from Taoism?!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Lin already understood and couldn't help but exclaimed.

This is incredible!

Did the ancient Buddha take the Taoist god-refining method and prescribe the body-seizing technique used in Buddhism?!

This is not what Duan Zhixing said about poor qualifications, he is clearly a monster!

"Yes, this technique should be a Taoist god-refining technique, tsk tsk. That ancient Tubo Buddha is really a strange person!"

Wang Chongyang also marveled at the ancient Buddha's talent and talent.

You must know that Tantra is not the same as Buddhism in China, let alone Taoism. The two are completely different!

Unexpectedly, a tantric monk not only practiced Taoist skills, but also practiced flowers!

"It's really my Taoist Kung Fu?!"

Huang Lin held a page of secrets in his hand and muttered to himself.

Since his martial arts practice, in order to maintain purity, he has not even touched the Buddhist martial arts.

Among the books he searched in Dalun Temple, there was "Flaming Sword", but he didn't dare to practice it.

Originally, in order to solve the problem of his soul, he had made preparations to practice this "Buddhist" method of refining the soul.

The lesser of two evils!

With his soul hurt, he couldn't care less about Buddhism and Taoism.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, this technique turned out to be Taoist!

"With this technique, the problems of fellow Taoist souls should be easily solved."

Wang Chongyang looked at Huang Lin with a smile.

"Thanks to the real person, otherwise Huang could only look at the plum blossoms to quench his thirst!"

Huang Lin cupped his fists and saluted, and then said:

"After a night's rest, Huang plans to find a place to retreat tomorrow!"

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't retreat in Lin'an. If Pindao is not here one day and you have problems in front of the officials, it will be really bad."

Speaking of this, Wang Chongyang quickly pushed this thought out of his mind.

Huang Lin's face turned dark. He felt more and more that Wang Chongyang was not a serious Taoist.

He took out two jade boxes from the baggage, threw them away, and said:

"These are two snow lotuses. The effect has been heard by real people just now."

"I think it can restore the real person to his original state, and then he can also soak in the body-refining medicinal soup, which will be a step forward!"

Wang Chongyang took it casually, feeling quite happy.

When Zhao Kuo took a box and left just now, he knew that Huang Lin must still have a lot in stock.

Now that the snow lotus is in hand, he can eliminate the internal troubles and feel relaxed.

Later, Huang Lin told the story of inviting Duan Zhixing over.

Wang Chongyang didn't have any objections and said that if Huang Lin didn't come back by then, he would just make arrangements.

After following the Quanzhen disciples to his own main courtyard, Huang Lin looked around casually.

It's pretty good, but it's a pity that he only stayed one night this time and had to leave.

Not long after, Si Mian delivered the medicinal materials.

After the medicinal materials were put into the warehouse, he did not leave, but returned to Huang Lin and said:

"National Preceptor, according to the orders of the officials, Si will be dispatched by the Imperial Preceptor in the future."

Looking at the majestic man in front of him who was bowing and clasping his fists, Huang Lin was speechless.

He has nothing to do, so what is he doing with a charioteer waiting by his side?

"I have to go out tomorrow. I don't need you to wait for me for the time being. The safety of the official family is the most important."

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Si Mian was about to refuse.

"Stop talking!"

Huang Lin immediately raised his hand to talk to him.

He also has some experience, and his problem is fine in other aspects, but he cannot tolerate others rejecting him.

Then he remembered something and said:

"I left something two years ago, which contains the brewing method. Has the government arranged for someone to brew new wine?"

"Yes, the new wine is selling very well, and even the Jin Kingdom has repeatedly urged to increase the amount. Most of last year's New Year's coins were offset by new wine!"

Speaking of this, Si Mian even smacked his lips.

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I bet this guy is also a drunkard.

Huang Lin smiled. He knew that people in the Song Dynasty were good at wine, but he didn't expect that they had already been exported abroad.

"Go and ask the officials if there is any good wine. Huang needs a batch of more than two hundred jars. As long as it does not affect sales, the more the better!"
To be continued...