Tips: This volume continues the eighty-ninth chapter of "The Legend of the Three Sons of the Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Secret History of Zhongshan", "The Reincarnation of Xueting and Joining the Tan Mansion", and continues to interpret the wonderful stories in the future.

However, please remember two words: first, Yeli retreated and practiced on the Golden Terrace, and second, Fang Qingyin was also practicing the Dao after recovering from his injuries in the Jiegong Palace of the Yin and Yang Realm.

Because writing can't be like a movie or TV series, you can occasionally cut in with the lens of cultivation to remind the audience, so I would like to remind you first: Yeli and Fang Qingyin are practicing every day, which is almost the same time as the story of "I Am Born".

Without further ado, please see the volume of "The Legend of the Three Sons of the Classic of Mountains and Seas".

Southern Tang Kingdom, Wanling County, Huayang Town, Tanjiazhuang.

Since Fengxue Pavilion and Fuxian Master put down the Zhongshan Candle Dragon Rebellion, they have come to reincarnate in Tanjiazhuang at the behest of the Eastern Confucian Sage and the Western Heavenly Muni Buddha.

Because Fuxian wanted to return to Lingshan Leiyin Temple to give his will, Fengxue Pavilion took the first step to come to Tanjiazhuang Tanfu to reincarnate [see the "Legend of the Three Sons of the Classic of Mountains and Seas • The Secret History of Zhongshan" volume], Mrs. Zhou was pregnant, after ten months, the birth landed, for a baby boy, named Wenji, the word is fixed.

But it was a coincidence, more than half a load, Mrs. Zhou was pregnant again, not to teach that it was Master Fuxian who came to reincarnate, but this time it was very strange, Mrs. Zhou was pregnant for a year and a half and did not give birth.

In this way, it will be a big deal for the old man of Tan Mansion! Ask for a doctor everywhere like a horse lantern, whether it is a barefoot doctor or a man in the rivers and lakes. However, the results of the diagnosis are all true: the pulse of the pregnant woman is stable, the fetus is developing normally, and there is no adverse condition, which is really a strange thing for thousands of years.

The old man was puzzled, looking at his wife with a shy belly and no movement, frowning and worrying every day.

In fact, Mrs. Zhou was originally the reincarnation of the Yuan Ling of the Buddha Nona.

At that time, the Buddha Nona was injured by the Demon Venerable of the Childish Shoulder, and the Yuan Spirit was damaged by the Demon Qi, so he wanted to use the reincarnation of the Yuan Spirit to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, eliminate the Demon Qi, and prove back to Bodhi [See the volume of "The Legend of the Three Sons of the Book of Mountains and Seas: The Legend of the Three Sons of the Demon Movement Dao Xian"

And Fengxue Pavilion and Fuxian Master came to reincarnate one after another, but they wanted to dissolve the demonic energy in the spirit of the Buddha Nona with the work of childbirth. The reason why Master Fuxian was reluctant to land was because he wanted to do his best to help Nona Buddha eliminate some of the demonic energy in the Yuan Spirit.

But how does Tan Gongying, an ordinary man, know!

Kankan has passed another half a year, and it happened to be the 21st day of the second month of the lunar calendar, this night Tan Mansion was shrouded in red light, and Rui Xiang appeared frequently, but seeing that Mrs. Zhou's fetal gas was moving and the amniotic fluid was broken, she successfully gave birth to a baby boy.

A boulder pressed in Gongying's heart finally fell to the ground, so he named the newborn baby boy Wenji, the word is true, this Wenji is the reincarnation of Fuxian Dashi.

As the saying goes, "if you have words, you will be long, and if you have no words, you will be short", and in an instant, it is the first day of the foundation.

According to the customs of the old land in the south of the Yangtze River, it is necessary to hold a banquet for the full year and hold a ceremony of "trial sun", and Tan Fu will naturally not be excluded.

On this day, the "trial" ceremony began, Gongying personally lit candles, put on incense, and told the ancestors, and then put those "trial" things on the table of the eight immortals in the center of the hall one by one, nothing more than books, pen inkstones, abacus, broken silver, bows and arrows, rattles and other things.

Participating in the ceremony, in addition to the public screening of his own couple and eldest son Wenji and maid Xiaoyu, as well as his best friend Xu shopkeeper and his wife who came from Wuhu to congratulate and his three-year-old ** Yan Ling. Everyone was smiling and happy, watching the interesting things that were about to happen.

Mrs. Zhou carefully placed Wen Ji in the center of the table, smiling, her eyes full of kind maternal love.

Wen Ji sat in the center of the table, pouting, staring, and his little ginger-like hands kept fluttering, looking like a tiger with a tiger's brain.

Mrs. Zhou pointed to the book and called affectionately: "Ji'er, take this, take this......"

Wen Ji looked at his mother, his big eyes were bone, his mouth made a sound of hmming, and a pair of small hands were still fluttering, just not grabbing the objects on the table.

"Take this, take this, take this......"

"Little master, take this! Take this......"

"Little master, take that! take that ......"

Gongying and Xu shopkeeper also teased Wen Ji to take the things they ordered, such as pen inkstones, abacus, rattles, etc., but Wen Ji didn't pay attention to them at all, still babbling and shaking his head.

About being urged by the adults to get irritable, Wen Ji suddenly pouted, and cried loudly, his voice was very loud.

This frightened the Gongying couple and the shopkeeper Xu, but it was unexpected.

When everyone was in a panic, suddenly a doorman Ah Fu came into the hall to report: a big monk came from outside the door, saying that he had a fate with the little young master and asked to see him.

When Gongying heard this, he hurriedly tidied up his robe and walked out of the hall quickly, it turned out that after Ao Xianggong preached in the Chaotian Cave of Xuefeng Mountain, Gongying showed great respect for the monks from all directions.

Downstairs at the gate of Tanfu, there is a wandering monk standing in all directions, about thirty years old, tall and strong, full of energy, with a large hat with a leaf on his shoulder.

The monk raised his head and looked at the gatehouse, but saw that the sky above the Tan Mansion was full of vitality, faintly hovering, and couldn't help but praise: "One door and three sages, rare since ancient times, if it is not the ancestral shade, how can it be re-elected." Wonderful...... Wonderful...... Wonderful......"

The monk was happily chanting there, and Gongying had already strode out of the gatehouse.

He quickly walked down the steps of the gate, greeted the general, and saluted, "The monk is polite." The monks came to visit, and they gave up their disappointments and hoped to forgive their sins. ”

"Where, where...... The poor monk happened to pass by here, and heard the sound of crying in this courtyard, like a great sad lion's roar, so that the poor monk was surprised, so he left a stump and came to take a look. The monk replied gently.

"I don't hide it from the monks: today is the day of the test of the children's literature, and I am afraid that I am tired of everyone's coaxing, so I cried, but I unexpectedly alarmed the monks, which is really the sin of the children's literature. Gongying bowed and apologized.

"Where, where...... Where is the sin, this is clearly related to the poor monk, please lead the poor monk to see. As the monk spoke, he walked towards the gatehouse without waiting for the public to be invited.

"Senior monk, please, senior monk, please ......" Gongying hurriedly turned sideways to give way, and while making a "please" pose, he panicked and led the way sideways.

For a while, the two entered the gate tower of Tanfu, turned to the wall, walked the stone path, crossed the shade of the tree, and came to the main hall of Tanfu.

Under the recommendation of the public screening, Mrs. Zhou led Wenji up to salute, but the monk avoided the figure slightly in a subtle place, and when the shopkeeper Xu and his wife led Yan Ling to meet the ceremony, the monk accepted it with a grin.

Seeing the salute, the monk walked to the table of the Eight Immortals with a smile on his head, looked carefully for a moment, and suddenly his right index finger lightly touched the eyebrows of Wen Ji, who was still crying: "Duh, Wen Ji Xiaoyou, what are you crying about?"

But it's a strange thing!

As soon as the "duh" sound came out, it was like a spell, and Wen Ji suddenly stopped crying, his eyes were fixed on the monk, and his bones were turning, and he was extremely bright. When he finished speaking, Wen Ji suddenly opened his mouth, smiled brightly, and continued to giggle.

Gongying and his wife, Xu shopkeeper and his wife were all surprised, but they didn't know that the monk had opened the light of wisdom for the foundation.

Gongying then saluted: "The children's literature has been crying non-stop, the monk only said one sentence, the child stopped crying, but laughed, the monk really has a fate with the child, I hope the monk accepts the children's literature as a disciple." ”

"Hehehehe...... The poor monk sees that this son has deep roots, and there will be achievements in the future, and the poor monk does not dare to accept disciples, but there is a scripture book here. After the monk finished laughing, he took out a sutra book from his left sleeve and gently placed it on the table.

The book was about an inch and a half thick, beautifully bound, and faintly glowing with golden light.

Wen Ji was attracted by the light, and sure enough, he crawled over with joy on his face, grabbed the scripture fiercely, moved it into his arms, and babbled.

Everyone was amazed: those things that were tried and tested, and the foundation of the text was not taken into account, but they couldn't put down this scripture, and it was really a miracle that they had never seen before!

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Zhou was very happy, picked up the foundation, and swept the scriptures with her eyes, which was actually a "Huayan Sutra", which turned out to be related to my Buddha.

"Mother: My brother's book is so beautiful, I want it too. Glimpsing his younger brother holding the scriptures tightly, his face full of joy, three-year-old Wenji quarreled in Gongying's arms.

"I want it too! I want it too........." Yan Ling, the daughter of the shopkeeper Xu, suddenly stretched out a pair of small hands and kept begging.

Shopkeeper Xu hurriedly coaxed his daughter and said, "Yan Ling is good......... That's a little brother's thing, let's not do it. ”

"No, no...... What do I want, what do I want......" Yan Ling pursed her red lips and looked aggrieved.

"I'm going to ...... too. I'm going to ...... too," Wenji and Yan Ling were arguing together.

"Kier...... You see: you want it, and Sister Yan Ling wants it too, but you want to let your younger brothers and sisters do it. Gongying clicked on the bridge of Wenji's small nose.

"Oh...... That...... I don't want it, I'm going to pee. Wenji suddenly changed his mind and broke free from the embrace of the public screening.

The maid Xiaoyu hurriedly stepped forward, took Wenji's little hand, bowed her waist, and walked out of the hall.

"I don't want it either, I'm going to pee too. Yan Ling said, slid down from the arms of the shopkeeper Xu, and staggered to catch up with the maid Xiaoyu.

The maid Xiaoyu held Wen Ji in one hand and Yan Ling in the other, and slowly walked out of the hall.

Gongying couple and Xu shopkeeper couple looked at each other and smiled: A child is a child after all, it is cloudy for a while, sunny for a while, thunder and rain for a while, and calm for a while.

The monk also smiled knowingly, and said: "The poor monk's scripture book has been given, and I hope that the donor will urge this son more in the future, if this son can concentrate on studying this scripture, he will be able to achieve positive results as soon as possible." ”

"Thank you for your advice. Since it is so fateful, I invite the monks to stay in the cold house for a night, so that they can give up a little Tanyue ceremony. "The public film said.

"Hehehehe......" the monk smiled, "in that case, why not let the poor monk stay for a short night." ”

When Gongying heard this, he was overjoyed, and immediately ordered the servant to remove the "trial" and the table of the eight immortals, and invited the monk to take a seat. Mr. and Mrs. Xu sat with the head of the lower left, and Mr. and Mrs. Gongying sat with the head of the bottom right.

For a while, the maid brought the tea.

Everyone chatted while eating tea.