There are six Jinshan Temples in the past five thousand years. Although the Jinshan Temple on the island in Jiangzhou is not as famous as the Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang that was flooded by the White Snake, it can also be called the place where Tang Sanzang became a monk.

The scene is solemn, a Buddhist holy place.

By the time Liu Boqin came to pay a visit, Chen's wife, Miss Yin, had already left. He found the guest monk, stuffed some silver coins, and asked the abbot for advice if he had anything to do.

After meeting Mingran, Liu Boqin took out the remaining 20 words and asked the master for advice.

Ming Ran put the rice paper in his hand, and when he saw the first word, his eyes shone with wonder. After he finished reading it all, he handed the rice paper back to Liu Boqin, stroked his mane and beard, and said slowly: "I and the donor are very destined.

To be honest with the donor, I just happen to recognize these ancient characters, but if the donor had come a few days earlier, I might not be able to do anything."

Liu Boqin was delighted: "Master is indeed knowledgeable, but for some reason he didn't recognize me when I came earlier?"

"What the donor doesn't know is that these ancient characters are not the characters of our human race, but the font used by an ancient alien race. The alien race was extinct long ago, and some classics fell into the hands of our human race. I was lucky enough to get one recently, so I said this.

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Liu Boqin's heart moved, "Boqin is taking the liberty of asking if Master can borrow the book and take a look at it?"

"The donor's words are serious. I haven't finished reading this book yet, so I carry it with me so that the donor can take a look." After saying that, Ming Ran took out an exquisite booklet from his robe. The gold outline on the cover were ancient Chinese characters.

one of the.

Liu Boqin thanked him and took the book and opened it. It was a travel diary written by the human race. The author described the situation of the Wu tribe in detail from the perspective of a bystander. The language of the Wu tribe was also consistent with the writing of the human tribe.

Contrast.

When he turned to the end, Liu Boqin's pupils shrank slightly. Here he even introduced some cultivation techniques and precautions for "The Holy Technique of the Heavenly Witch".

According to him, the "Sage of Heavenly Witches" was created based on the naturally powerful physique of the Wu people. Pangu created the world and died of exhaustion. His limbs turned into mountains and rivers, and his blood turned into rivers. The soul gave birth to the three pure things, and the essence and blood built the body.

Created the witch clan.

The Witch Clan is born with a body as powerful as the Monster Clan, and a soul as delicate as the Human Clan, and is favored by the fate of heaven and earth, so it is possible to practice this heaven-defying magic formula "The Holy Technique of the Heavenly Witch".

In the eyes of the author of the book, "The Holy Secret of Heavenly Witches" is a magical secret that defies heaven. Since Hongjun preached, if all creatures in the world want to achieve righteousness, the immortal way is the right way. Even if they have a strong body, it is given by heaven and earth, and the soul complements it.

The practice of "The Heavenly Witch's Holy Technique" can make any creature with a fragile body grow into a person who exists like an ancestral witch.

However, this requires conditions. In ancient times, wizards from the witch clan emerged in large numbers, and people who mastered the "Heavenly Witch Holy Technique" often appeared, but now, there are no more.

This shows that the biggest constraint in practicing the "Heavenly Witch Holy Technique" is actually luck. When the Wu family is the dominant one, 90% of the luck is monopolized, so the magic can be practiced unimpeded. Once there is no luck blessing, this "

"The Heavenly Witch's Holy Technique" is actually a third-rate technique. It takes hundreds of years to practice, but in the end, it doesn't even make an inch of progress...

"Donor, Donor, Donor..."

The clear voice woke up Liu Boqin. He was shocked and clasped his hands together, "Master, I was too absorbed in it just now. But this book has a great effect on me. I don't know if Master can give up."

Ming Ran pinched the Buddhist beads and smiled brightly: "Buddha has a destiny, the donor has a destiny with this book, I naturally want to be beautiful as a man."

Liu Boqin thanked him, put the book in his arms, and mentioned to Mingran that he would return to Gongzhou in the near future and would pass through Chang'an. If the abbot had anything he needed, he could let him take care of it.

Don't overthink it, Liu Boqin was bold and brave, so he found a secluded place on the outskirts of Jiangzhou City, took out the book, and looked carefully at the part about "The Holy Secret of the Heavenly Witch". It said

This technique has also been practiced by human beings, but people who are not blessed with great luck cannot even get started.

Putting down the book, Liu Boqin had a gloomy expression. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said to himself: "That's all, I'll practice first. If I really can't get in by then, I don't think I'll..."

The sound from behind was already inaudible.

Taking out the bamboo slips from his close-fitting clothes, Liu Boqin had fully understood the meaning of the ancient characters. He memorized the first-level instructions by heart, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice while thinking about them in his mind.

Whether it is mortal martial arts or immortal martial arts, the first level is mostly used for foundation building, and this "Heavenly Witch Holy Technique" is no exception. In addition, this is a secret book of martial arts. In the foundation building stage,

It may be more subtle, but in terms of principles, it should be similar to human martial arts.

Grandmaster Liu Boqin's martial arts skills were not inferior to those who had entered the practice. However, he did not expect that after sitting all night, he made no progress in the "Heavenly Witch Holy Technique". He recited the formula silently a thousand times, but he still felt that

There is a layer of membrane that seems to be breakable, but in fact it is still thousands of miles away!

With thousands of people and thousands of faces, Liu Boqin could tell that this "Heavenly Witch Holy Technique" seemed to have different changes for different practitioners. His current understanding of the magic formula is like a lottery ticket that is arranged and combined. You know the 11

The winning numbers will never change more than these numbers, but the combinations between them are almost infinite.

Luck! Luck!

Liu Boqin smiled bitterly in his heart. No wonder it requires the blessing of luck to practice. If you want to practice this method successfully, you must have good luck.

After a night of sweet rain and dew, Liu Boqin gathered his mood and came to Jinshan Temple again.

In front of the temple gate, Miao Ran and several old monks from the temple were seeing off a young monk. The young monk was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a dignified appearance and could vaguely see a bit of Miss Yin's face between his eyebrows. Liu Boqin felt that

Secretly, this is the future Master Tripitaka—Tang Xuanzang.

Liu Boqin saw clearly and walked straight forward, "Master Abbot, thanks to the gift of a book from the master yesterday, I returned to Chang'an today and came to say goodbye!"

He put his hands together and returned the greeting. He looked at Liu Boqin and then at Xuanzang, and a sudden thought came to his mind: "Donor Liu, I have an unkind request. Is it convenient?"

Liu Boqin was secretly happy and kept his expression calm: "Master, you're welcome. As long as Boqin can do it, I'll do whatever it takes."

"In this case, I will tell you straight away," Miao Ran pointed at Xuanzang, "This is Xuanzang from our temple. He is also going to Chang'an to find relatives this time. If it is convenient for the donor, you can take him along."

Over there, Xuanzang glanced at Liu Boqin curiously, saluted and said: "The donor is polite, little monk Xuanzang."

Liu Boqin nodded in agreement: "It's just a small matter. Master Xuanzang and I are traveling together. We just need to take care of each other on the way."
Chapter completed!