/p> "In the past, the world recognized the genius of the world, the flow of the law is easy to practice, all the words are through, the author of "Knowing the Ten Things in the Autumn" includes all the mountains, rivers, lakes and temples, the size of the hundred theories. ”

"If you enter the right path, the world will prosper for a long time. If you enter the Demon Dao, the Demon Ascending Dao will disappear for 500 years. ”

"If it is a prosperous era of unification of the world, it will be a great talent and a Confucian saint of the auxiliary country. The most unfortunate can also be qualified as the second Sichuan character Taoist master in Bodhi Academy in addition to the Wuxiang Taoist Sect, and is admired by thousands of students. ”

"But in the end, you just embarked on a road of no return......"

"Bai Zhiqiu, Bai Zhiqiu, these hundreds of years can make the old way easy to find!"

Nudge the courtyard door.

The old man of Tianji, who left the imperial capital, entered with his hands.

Seeing the old man who was lying on a bamboo chair holding a book and reading in the uncovered door, with silver hair, a white robe that was not stained with vulgar dust, and even a little more immortal than himself, the heavenly sage, his eyes as vast as a sea of stars narrowed into a crescent moon.

Mo Tianji stroked his beard.

……

The morning bell rang for the second time at Momijiji Temple.

When An Hongdou, who was lucky enough to pass the pun of Zen and martial arts, heard this melodious bell, they also saw the figure of the yellow-clothed monk in front of the bell tower in the evening drum morning.

One of the Ten Heavenly Manifestations, Nanshan Bell Striker, who is slightly different from his imagination, is a middle-aged monk in a monk's clothes who practices on his behalf.

Yellow clothes and yellow shoes, unpretentious, authentic red leaf temple monks dress.

When Li Xingyun saw him for the first time, he felt that this person who lived in seclusion in Nanshan had already taken the Red Leaf Temple as a place to bury his bones all year round. The abrupt visit and the presumptuous harassment are not sure whether it is right or wrong.

Li Xingyun was silent......

Tea is good tea.

It's a good day.

Looking through the window of the building, you can see the autumn leaves flying all over the sky, and you can overlook the grand occasion of the uncovered meeting in the red leaf temple.

The yellow-clothed monk who had never had guests in Xiaolou boiled a pot of Pu'er with his own hands, and invited An Hongdou, Luo Changfeng and others to sit on the ground and taste it.

The aroma of tea fills the air, and the smoke rises.

The yellow-clothed monk who was making tea with a focused expression said, "I already know your intentions. ”

An Hongdou took a few tea leaves with both hands, and the purple sand cup floating on the lake like a small boat paused and said, "That senior, can you ...... wish?"

The yellow-clothed monk handed the second cup of tea to Li Xingyun, who had passed the Zen Pass: "If you let me go down the mountain, there is still a rule." ”

Li Xingyun and Luo Changfeng looked at each other.

Luo Changfeng was a little dazed, but Li Xingyun had already received some information about the story of the yellow-clothed monk's temperament before leaving, so he didn't feel much abrupt about it.

An Hongdou's speech and demeanor show freedom and aura: "The younger generation has also heard of it. ”

Ten days of apparition.

Heavenly punishment will be cold, the heavenly knife will break a thousand catastrophes, Shushan Moyan, Nanshan hit the bell man, the Bodhisattva of Great Joy, the demon gate Tsing Yi sophistry Yuan Tiangang, the moon in the well and the Tibetan mirror man are one, the sun never sets on the ferryman, the chess and sword double armor Li Taibai, and how many years of the old shopkeeper who has been missing for many years...... In this world, he is a rare character.

It can be said that in addition to the saints who dominate the world, the distance of the temple is the rivers and lakes of these eleven people.

The temperament is eccentric, and naturally it is reasonable.

Take this Nanshan bell hitter, the Zen and martial puns that invite him down the mountain are just a test, and the most important thing is the Red Leaf Temple after he goes down the mountain, who should replace the twilight drum and morning bell chime.

Speaking of the yellow-clothed monk is not deliberately embarrassed, anyone who has passed the Zen and martial pun only needs to stay in Nanshan day and night, drum and morning bell during the period after he goes down the mountain, until the yellow-clothed monk returns.

Li Xingyun said: "If the seniors don't dislike it, let the juniors enjoy the red leaves and mountain scenery in this twilight drum and morning bell tower for a while." ”

Ahri hurriedly added, "And me." ”

That year, the Great Yan Empire and Xingyun Prefecture clashed, and the two countries were in flames.

Later, the Dayan Iron Cavalry came to the city, and the scholar Li Xingyun bid farewell to his comrades and ten sons dropped out of school and returned to his hometown.

From an ordinary soldier to a school captain, Li Xingyun only took one year. Over the past year or so, there have been no less than 20 large and small wars. The first time Li Xingyun killed someone, it was on the battlefield where flesh and blood were blurred.

The high-spirited scholar gradually grew into a restrained and calm Confucian general.

In the endless war between the Seven Prefectures and the Great Yan Empire, Li Xingyun was not a famous general in the army, and few people even knew his name except for the soldiers under King Luo Bing.

But for the scholars who are sometimes stupid, sometimes Zen and reasoning, they show everyone's demeanor, wisdom and foolishness, they were admitted to the Bodhi Academy in the holy land of the world's Taoism at the most prosperous age, and got acquainted with Ling'er and other ten sons...... Regardless of whether the military achievements are brilliant or not, scholar Li Xingyun has no regrets.

Unlike Luo Bing Wang An Hongdou, and unlike Wu Xiuyang, the future ruler of Xingyun Prefecture, if it is really as the military master said, the Ten Heavenly Manifestation Saint Nanshan Bell Striker will be the key to determining the victory or defeat of the Battle of Dingding in the Spring next year, then the scholar Li Xingyun is willing to hit the bell and beat the drum on this Nanshan Mountain. Leaning on the building to read the dawn, waiting to hear the sound of triumph.

This is Li Xingyun's decision, and he has never said that he listened to Ahri's decision without permission.

……

Li Xingyun looked up at Ahri's familiar face, those eyes that were still indifferent.

He knew she wasn't Ling'er, and she never was.

Whether it is when he is conscious or in a dream of lovesickness, Li Xingyun reminds himself all the time.

In this life, he lives up to his ten sons.

In this life, I live up to that gluttonous girl.

In this life, he lives up to his family and the country.

Only in this way can he live up to the bookish spirit in his heart.

However, after a year of being inseparable, Li Xingyun became more and more confused and confused, because he gradually found that he seemed to be deeply poisoned and had fallen into a catastrophe.

He couldn't forget the dexterous Ling'er.

But he fell in love with the cold Ahri.

He had room for two in his heart.

It was the lotus flower of Ju Ti, the twin sister.

So Li Xingyun began to want to escape, and temporarily accompanied the green light.

If you lose the spirit of the book business, you just want to live up to it.

Regarding Ahri's reaction, An Hongdou and Wu Xiuyang were not surprised, after all, they had always regarded these two as a match made in heaven in their hearts, and they were silently happy.

But Luo Changfeng, who was in the game, was a little surprised.

After the assassination in the academy, the whereabouts of Ling'er, who was named Xue'er and the maidservant who was actually a guest chess player in Nanfei, were unknown. Luo Changfeng was even wondering if Ling'er had lost her life at the hands of Yan Nanfei.

It's just that he doesn't dare to jump to conclusions.

He glanced at Ahri with a scrutinizing gaze, and suddenly there was a thought in his heart that he didn't dare to delve deeper.

Luo Changfeng thought, since Ling'er is Yan Nanfei's chess piece, what about Ahri? Is it a Qing man who is ignorant of the world, or a lightship girl who sees through the red dust?

He knew it might be an exaggeration.

But after Ling'er disappeared, Ahri appeared next to the scholar, what does this mean?

……

The yellow-clothed monk, who had gone through the vicissitudes of life and had seen through the truth of the boundless years, nodded slightly after drinking the cup of tea.

Although the Red Leaf Temple is a place of Buddhism, a woman staying for a long time will attract contempt.

But who said that he also needs a woman's grounding in Nanshan?

(PS: The genuine version of this book is in Zongheng, and there may be cases where the content of the chapters is not connected and deleted from other channels, which affects reading, so I still hope that friends who like it can come to Zongheng to support.) Loulan thanks. ）

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