Chapter 62: The Monk in White

Slaying dragons?

Countless people in the world want to slay dragons, but how many people have been able to do it since ancient times?

Yang Weiyang looked at the chessboard and smiled, the emperors are all ninety-five supreme, he knows which step to take.

This is the first step to be taken, or it can be the last step.

Ten thousand armies are fighting, and it takes the brave to gain the initiative on the battlefield.

Why the Big Dipper corresponds to the crape myrtle star, it is because the crape myrtle star is the emperor and rules the heavens.

Yang Weiyang fell into Tianyuan, and the whole game of chess came alive.

Slaying the dragon became a joke, and the black pieces were surrounded by the white pieces, and the armor was thrown off.

Tian Yuan is the Ninety-Five, and the Ninety-Five Supreme has already left the battlefield, and only needs to come out for the last hunt when the Dingding is in the world, and the so-called dragon slaying has become a joke.

This game of chess was left over from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and countless people did not solve it because they lacked the heart of the emperor, and they were not emperors.

Even if some emperors were comparable to the national players of Go later, they would not have thought of Luozi Tianyuan.

Which emperor dares to use his own life as bait, even if he has a good plan, if something goes wrong in any of the links, he will take his own life.

Therefore, this chess becomes an endless loop.

No one can solve it, no one can solve it.

It wasn't until the appearance of Yang Weiyang that this chess had a turnaround.

He is an authentic royal blood, if it weren't for the incident back then, maybe he would be the crown prince now. He regarded his life as equal to the people.

They are poor, and their hearts are troubled, and they want to eat the same food and live in the same bed.

The old monk from the outside world looked at this scene and said in his mouth: "Amitabha, great goodness!"

The chessboard cracked, countless chess pieces turned into ashes, and Yang Weiyang quickly grabbed the Wuling-shaped crystal into his hand.

Li Xiangxiang looked at him stupidly, as if he was in a trance.

Yang Weiyang approached, patted her fragrant shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Xiangxiang came back to her senses and shook her head, indicating that it was nothing.

Yang Weiyang didn't think much about it, but Li Yuxiang did see the light on Yang Weiyang's body just now, which was very warm and fascinating.

It's like seeing a bodhisattva, compassion for heaven and people, compassion for others.

The old monk naturally saw it, but he was not happy, but said: "Buddhism has an extra Bodhisattva, is it good or bad?" Yuwen Tuo, even if you didn't rob Shaolin's Yijin Sutra back then, you still let this son be contaminated with the cause and effect of Buddhism. I didn't expect that in the end, it turned out to be a result in Zen. ”

The old monk shook his head, unwilling to pay attention to them to break through the third level, this matter has its own patriarch's decision, why bother to ask for troubles, plainly have more karma.

Put the Wuling crystal into the white jade stone door, and the stone door opens, revealing the long-lost sunlight.

But it's just the remnant sun, and in less than half an hour, the moon will be replaced and hung in the sky.

Li Xiangxiang sighed and said, "Why are we back at the foot of the mountain again!"

Yang Weiyang looked at the big stone not far away, his face was full of shock, and they were still talking to the big stone before they broke through.

After coming out of the white jade, he went directly to this open place, and this method was really only possible for immortals.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Yang Weiyang said in a flat tone: "There are many methods of Buddhism and Taoism, and it is not surprising that the immortals cut off the river with one finger and ride the crane down the south of the Yangtze River." ”

Li Xiangxiang nodded, Miao Jiang also believed in totems, and his body was snake-tailed, and he was known as the descendant of Nuwa.

Li Xiangxiang said again: "Then how do we break the third formation?"

Yang Weiyang didn't speak, just looked at the white-clothed monk who came not far away, and smiled unconsciously at the corner of his mouth.

Zen Buddhism has a small novice Song Chayang, dressed in white clothes, six years old to understand Mahayana Buddhism, known as the reincarnation of the Buddha.

Give the number Wukong, everything is empty!

Three years ago, Yang Weiyang had met this white-clothed monk in Xishu, and at that time he also said that he was related to my Buddha. The angry Yang Weiyang almost didn't call his group of dog minions and broke his legs.

However, Song Chayang has always been smiling and welcoming people, the so-called reaching out and not hitting people with smiling faces, Yang Weiyang did not bother with him.

Song Chayang walked over and looked at Yang Weiyang and recited Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha before he began to say: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but the demeanor of the son of the world is still the same, which really makes me ashamed of being a man!"

Yang Weiyang sneered: "I said, if you don't give me this set, others don't know what kind of virtue you are, is it possible that I don't know?"

I really don't know how Zen Buddhism can make you, a sycophant, the chief disciple!"

Li Xiangxiang glanced at Song Chayang and found that his appearance was not outstanding, but he had a smile on his face, which made people feel happy in their hearts.

And it is incredible that such a young monk would become the next abbot of Zen Buddhism.

Shizi laughed, but the little monk also felt that when the abbot and others chose the chief disciple, it was too casual. There are many senior brothers who are more advanced than the little monk's Dharma, and I believe that the abbot just didn't see it, and he will change his mind after a while. ”

People who didn't know thought that Song Chayang was showing off, but Yang Weiyang knew that this guy was really not interested in the abbot's position.

He likes only two things, sleeping, and then drinking.

It sounds incredible, but it's true, and that's why this guy doesn't want to be the chief disciple.

If the abbot of the Zen Hanging Temple turns out to be addicted to drinking and sleeping in the future, I am afraid that the number of people who believe in Buddhism in the world will be reduced by half.

"Okay, let's not talk about these useless things. We have already broken the Nine Days Array and the Seven Star Array, and the rest is the Sancai Array, you can take us to break the Sancai Array!"

Song Chayang glanced at Li Xiangxiang beside Yang Weiyang and said, "This is the Li Xiangxiang donor from Miao Jiang!"

Although he was asking, his tone was extremely affirmative.

Yang Weiyang took Li Xiangxiang's hand, didn't let her speak, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Song Chayang restrained his smile and said: "The prince and I are also old friends, the Sancai array is in the Hanging Temple, if the prince goes to break the formation, it will be no problem." But the great devil is the big devil on the rivers and lakes, if he goes to the Hanging Temple, he is only afraid"

The old bald donkey above will definitely kill the demon guard, because they pride themselves on being a decent family.

"They dare?" Yang Weiyang's tone was a little weak, he knew how that group of people would not dare.

Song Chayang smiled bitterly: "The prince must know that this is not Xishu, even if it is Xishu, if something happens to the master of Li, the king of Shu will not protect him." ”

His hidden meaning is that if the King of Shu is short-guarded, then how will the 200,000 foot soldiers and the 4 million remnants of Great Xia think of him.

Yang Weiyang didn't speak, he just felt that it was difficult.

Li Xiangxiang originally wanted to come to take the Yijin Sutra to break through the transformation realm, if she didn't go up, wouldn't it be a trip for nothing?

Li Xiangxiang looked at Yang Weiyang's embarrassed expression, and said with a smile: "It's okay, when the time comes, you can remember it and dictate it to me." ”

Song Chayang originally wanted to say something, but was glared at by Yang Weiyang's eyes, and immediately fell silent.

"Then you can go back to the inn and wait for me first!"

"Good!"

After Li Xiangxiang left, Song Chayang spoke: "You know that if you can get the Yijin Sutra, you can't dictate it to others." ”

Yang Weiyang was silent for a while: "What if you say it?"

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