The old fox looked full of regret and hope: "Sir, really can't you stay a little longer?"

He was shocked when he heard Hong Pi saying goodbye to him just now.

Hong Pi said with a smile: "I won't stay any longer. It's been quite quiet in this valley for a few months, but it's time for me to leave."

"Yes, sir, you are an extraordinary person. How can a real dragon be trapped in shallow water? How can you stay in this valley for a long time?"

The old fox's eyes showed a sigh as he should have: "Oh, it's just that those juniors can't bear to part with me."

"Old fox, you are too old-fashioned. There is always a banquet in the world. If we say goodbye today, we will see you again tomorrow."

Hong Pi patted Lao Hu on the shoulder. He was still young and only three feet tall. Fortunately, Lao Hu was not tall either.

He smiled heartily and said: "Old fox, I'm sorry to say goodbye, but you can keep it. Don't you like drinking wine against the moon? When we meet one day, I will go up to the nine heavens with you, hold the moon in my arms, and drink fairy wine together."

The old fox only thought he was joking, but was overwhelmed by his pride.

Even though the person who said this was a child of no more than seven years old, he was indescribably funny and weird.

He bowed and admired from the bottom of his heart: "The old fox should thank you sir first!"

"It is sad to say that people in the world think of us as monsters and aliens, either because they are afraid to avoid them, or because they want to kill them and then kill them."

"We are fortunate enough to meet Mr. Sir. He never abandons us. He teaches all kinds of things. He teaches martial arts, and also teaches all kinds of great principles and great knowledge. Now that Mr. dies, we will never have this opportunity again."

Hong Pi nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements for studying."

"In the past few months, I have enlightened the little foxes. From now on, I have to rely on my own efforts. The books in this cave are enough for them to read."

"As for after-sales service, if you have any questions, I have someone you can recommend, Lao Hu."

The old fox said in surprise: "Oh? Among human beings, are there any people like you who don't regard monsters as aliens like you?"

"Among mankind, there are as many knowledgeable people as river sand,"

Hong Pi said: "I won't hide it from you. His name is Hong Yi, and he is my compatriot brother."

"Although he is as young as me, he is very smart. He has read poetry and books since he was a child. Not to mention how knowledgeable he is, he is enough to answer questions for Xiao Sang and others."

"After I leave, you can do this to lure him to this valley, but remember not to reveal any information about me."

"This... Since Sir has given this order, the old fox should obey it."

The old fox was stunned for a moment, then leaned forward and said.

"Where are the little foxes, I won't go and say goodbye to them,"

Hong Pi said: "I will leave today, but before I leave, I will leave you one more parting gift, old fox."

"My fox tribe has received great favor from you, how can we ask for any other gifts?"

The old fox shook his head repeatedly, but his eyes were wide open, staring at Hong Pi with expectation, and his claws were rubbing like human hands.

All I have to say is: You should take it out quickly!

"..."

Hong Pi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, turned around and left: "Old fox, please come with me."

Not long after, the old fox followed him to a cliff.

The terrain here is open, and one mountain wall is as flat as a wall.

"I once created a method of my own, and it remains here today."

Hong Pi only said one sentence, and without waiting for the old fox to speak, he glanced at the mountain wall and suddenly stood up from the ground.

Like a wisp of smoke, it hovers and rises in front of the mountain wall.

The white and tender fingers stretched out and sank into the mountain wall. The hard stone wall was as hard as tofu.

The body shape was changing up and down, left and right in front of the mountain wall, and in the eyes of the old fox, it was just a blur of light smoke.

On the mountain wall, stone powder was flying, and large characters with iron strokes and silver hooks appeared one after another.

The old fox raised his eyes and murmured unconsciously: "This is what I smell..."

With just one glance, the old fox was secretly shocked: Sir, you are really brave...

These four names have their own meanings.

However, it is said that in ancient times, the sage Buddha often started with these four words when he preached about the Supreme Truth.

Therefore, from now on, the four words "This is what I heard" represent the supreme way of teaching, and they only appear in the precious scriptures passed down by sages.

Ordinary people would be laughed at if they said these four words.

The old fox just heard him say that it was a "self-created method." Even though he knew that Hong Pi was born extraordinary, even though he didn't laugh when he used these four words to him, he was still upset in his heart.

I couldn't help but press my thoughts and read along the handwriting:

"Fu Zong is extremely unique in terms of titles. The supreme mysterious Dharma cannot be conveyed in words. I leave this Dharma Sutra to illustrate the subtleties of all phenomena and show the appearance of all Dharma..."

The old fox didn't pay much attention at first and just read it subconsciously.

After reading only two sentences, I fell into the scriptures and found that I could no longer read a single word, or even a single stroke.

Even what I read before has been completely forgotten and cannot be recalled again.

I was shocked, and then I looked at it from the beginning. I only looked at the first word, but I found that the word "ru" seemed to come alive.

He turned into a person whose face could not be seen clearly. He moved his hands and feet as if he was developing some kind of magic method.

Each stroke is like his hands, feet and body, and also like the internal organs and meridians. Between movement and stillness, there is Qi flowing between them.

"Old fox, don't look at it."

I don't know how long it took, but the old fox was still immersed in the first words, and Hong Pi had fallen from the mountain wall like light smoke in front of him.

After seeing the old fox's appearance, he was not surprised and spoke out to wake him up.

The old fox woke up suddenly and subconsciously looked towards the last part of the writing on the mountain wall. He could actually see clearly what was written on the wall.

"Aham is the place where the Dharma returns. All Dharmas return to it, the abyss of all goodness, and the forest garden where all things are maintained. The Tao is everywhere, and the Dharma is everywhere. It is like the huge sea, where hundreds of rivers return, so it is named after the Dharma."

"Ahan? Ahan... Dharma returns..."

The old fox muttered, the strangeness happened again, and he forgot the words he had read.

The old fox's face was filled with shock: "Sir, this is...!?"

Hong Pi smiled and said, "This is Agama Musashi."

The old fox opened his mouth repeatedly, but could not speak.

After a moment, he suddenly knelt down with a plop: "Sir, sir is willing to give me the Fox Clan for such a precious scripture. You are so kind and virtuous, and the Fox Clan will definitely repay it for eternity!"

"Okay, get up."

Hong Pi couldn't bear this false courtesy and directly picked up the reluctant old fox.

After standing up, the old fox kept muttering words such as "rituals cannot be discarded" and "kindness is hard to repay".

After a while, he suddenly woke up and said with a worried look on his face: "Sir, although this place is in the mountains, there are always people there, and the princes and noble sons in Yujing City often come here to hunt. This precious scripture is engraved like this.

There is a risk of leakage here."

He thought that Hong Pi didn't understand and thought that this place was remote and no one would come, so he couldn't help but blame himself for not making it clear earlier.

However, Hong Pi smiled nonchalantly and said, "The sutra is here. Anyone who wants to read it can just read it. Why bother with it?"

The old fox's face was full of astonishment: "Ah?"

Shouldn't these precious sutras be kept secret and not spread around?

Not to mention such unpredictable treasure scriptures, in this world, it is just a set of ordinary and superficial martial arts. If anyone gets it, they will cherish it.

If you are not a close person, let alone take a look, or even listen to it.

Hong Pi said leisurely: "The world is like a sea of ​​suffering. All living beings are ups and downs. Kings, wealth, honors, martial arts, and methods are all sought after by all living beings. Their methods are different, and their destinations are the same. It is nothing more than fighting to cross the sea of ​​suffering."

"When I created this Agama Musashi, I never thought of cherishing it. Instead of letting it gather dust in my arms, it would be better to spread it across the world and add a raft to this sea of ​​suffering for all sentient beings."

He gently kicked up a stone with his toes: "It's just a few thousand words. It's precious if you learn it, but if no one can see it, how is it different from the stubborn stone under my feet? If more people learn this sutra,

The more it proves the value of this sutra’s survival.”

The old fox was stunned in place, speechless for a long time.

After a long time, he kept his face serious, spoke sternly, and straightened his clothes. Knowing that Hong Pi did not like formal etiquette, he just bowed down and prostrated, saying: "Sir... your mind is as big as the sea, and your morality is as high as the sky. Even the sages of the three ancient times,

It may not be possible, but it can be regarded as the best example in the world. The living saint, old fox, worship me!"

This time Hong Pi did not stop him, but he accepted it with all his might.

Because this is what he wants to achieve.

Become the best in the world and a living saint!

Although he did it for a purpose, what he said was not false.

He has never had the thought of cherishing himself.

The exercise was created by him, and the more people learn it, the more its value will be proven.
To be continued...