Chapter 130: Eat Jujube Pills!
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Cayenne drove along the ring road to the summer resort at the top of the mountain.
"Xiaoyanagi, it's inconvenient for you to participate in the next thing. You can take a break here, eat, drink and have fun, and hang it on my account. ā
Prince Ma got out of the car, said hello to the manager of the villa, and threw Liu Qing here.
Liu Qing pursed his lips and didn't speak, but the little eyes were clearly asking: Hey, hey, what's inconvenient for me to participate in? Do you really want to take the monks to do great health care?
No matter what she thought, Prince Ma took Yang Hao and the two monks and walked into the depths of the woods, and soon disappeared.
After walking for about ten minutes, the four of them left the path and walked towards the depths of the dense forest, which was rarely crowded, and looked at the direction of the back of the mountain.
The further you go, the steeper the terrain becomes, and there is almost no road underfoot, which is very steep.
"Sexuality, you can help Yang Hao, he overworked last night, and he hasn't recovered yet, don't fall."
Prince Ma walked very easily, and turned back to let the little monk pull Yang Hao.
The old monk is even more like walking on the ground, not even breathing.
Yang Hao did not refuse the little monk's support, and there was no need to be reckless in his current physical condition.
"Urgent? It's your name, no, the law name? Ahem, it's special, hahaha! ā
Yang Hao couldn't help laughing, it was regarded as avenging the previous one-shot revenge.
The little monk rolled his eyes and glared at Prince Ma angrily: "Damn, old Ma, did you do it on purpose?" ā
Prince Ma also smiled: "Hehe, Yang Hao, he is not 'impatient', but 'extreme', extreme." ā
The little monk's nostrils expanded: "You are extreme, your whole family is extreme, you are really uneducated, this Dharma name of the Buddha is very meaningful, isn't it, Master?" ā
He turned his head to look at the old monk, who practiced closed-mouth meditation, of course, he didn't squeak, but nodded kindly.
Only then did the little monk explain himself: "There is a cloud in the "Lengyan Sutra": the achievement of sexual circle does not lose all sentient beings. This is the immeasurable method of the 12 parts of the Three Tibets, and the meaning of my Dharma name is to cultivate the Buddha nature to the end, to see the nature clearly, and to reach the other side, do you understand? Two turtles! ā
Yang Hao smiled and didn't speak, too lazy to argue with this funny little monk.
Prince Ma scoffed: "Still cultivating Buddha nature to the end? Hehe, just like you, I believe in the joy meditation to the end. ā
The little monk's nostrils turned to the sky, and he said disdainfully: "You old pervert knows the Dharma of chicken feathers, the Buddha This is the practice of entering the world, in order to see through the red dust and end his own fate, it is great wisdom, you know a fart!" ā
Prince Ma smiled: "The Buddha who has less meow, the Buddha, you are an uneducated fake monk, this 'Buddha' is the meaning of thief in the Beijing dialect." But if you stole the secret treasure of the Shingon Sect, you are indeed a thief, hahaha. ā
The little monk was angry: "Damn, Lao Ma, you talk about this again, do you believe the Buddha or not...... I'm turning my face! ā
The two of them were noisy, but time passed quickly.
After walking for almost half an hour, the four of them finally arrived at their destination.
A Taoist temple hidden on the back of a mountainside.
This temple is obviously not a tourist attraction, it looks a little dilapidated, the gate is closed, and those who don't know think that there is no one inside.
The scale is not large, there is not even a mountain gate, it is just a large courtyard with a few old houses.
However, the four big characters of 'Wuji Immortal Palace' are shining with golden light, and there is a bit of immortal atmosphere.
"I'll go, this name is a bit domineering!"
Yang Hao blinked his eyes and joked, "Old Ma, you won't be some kind of immortal cultivator, right?" ā
Prince Ma rolled his eyes: "What age is it, who still believes in this." Don't worry about coming with me, I brought you here today to let you see today's martial arts. ā
Before Yang Hao could speak, the little monk suddenly interjected: "Don't listen to this old guy's foolishness, the martial arts of chicken feathers, what age is it, and the martial arts are woollen." In fact, it is also a small circle of internal boxing, and there are all kinds of people in it, you will know after a long time. ā
Prince Ma sighed: "Alas, the little monk is right, the times have changed, martial arts are declining, where is there any martial arts now, it is just a small circle of fighting, or barely maintained by interests." ā
The little monk pouted: "That's not it, poor and rich in martial arts, there are few clean people in our industry from ancient times to the present." ā
Prince Ma was not happy: "Hey, little monk, you are killing a boatload of people with a stick." ā
The little monk stiffened his neck and said: "Hmph, it was originally true, chivalry is forbidden by martial arts, you count it yourself, the guys in this circle, but whoever mixes well, has lush branches and leaves, and has many disciples and grandchildren, who is clean in his hands?" Even if it is whitewashed now, there is definitely no lack of virtue in the early years! ā
Yang Hao interjected at this time and asked: "Old Ma, the sexual pole is 'mixed in this business' when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, is it possible that monks are also mixed with the underworld?" ā
Burst!
Prince Ma and the little monk were sprayed, and only the old monk was as steady as Mount Tai.
"Hey, Yang Hao, little monk, this is a problem that fell in Dongying in the early years. According to his own words, when he traveled to Dongying to promote Buddhism, he actually went to Dongying to steal things. ā
Prince Ma leaned over and said with a smile: "There was a time in the middle that he said that he really planned to join the violent group in the Kanto region and experience a different life. ā
Later, when the things were stolen in advance, he quickly fled back to China, and the matter of mixing with the underworld naturally ended. But this hooligan tone has been retained, and his master doesn't care, so it's like this. ā
Prince Ma finally explained: "As for the 'this line' he said, he actually refers to 'martial arts', which is a very broad concept. But the current martial arts is indeed similar to what the little monk said, mixed with fish and dragons. The kind of good people who are really innocent are difficult to mix in this industry. ā
Yang Hao nodded, and was about to ask again, but the four of them had already stood in front of the Taoist temple.
Prince Ma stepped forward and knocked on the door, and Yang Hao couldn't speak again.
Knock knock!
The heavy knock on the door was particularly clear in the valley in the early morning.
Squeak!
The heavy black gate slowly opened, and several Taoist priests with two rows of little Taoist children stood behind the door to greet them.
The leader is a high-value young Taoist priest who is as beautiful as a crown of jade, wearing a navy blue robe, wearing a glaive crown, and a mixed yuan bun.
It's really handsome!
"Ma Lao, Master Daoyan, please inside."
The handsome Taoist priest respectfully led the four of them to the depths of the Taoist temple.
"Qingfeng, I haven't seen you for a while, you kid is handsome again."
Prince Ma even dared to flirt with the monks, so naturally he would not let go of the Taoist priest, so he asked as he walked: "Tsk, how is it, have you found a double monk?" Do you want me to find it for you, I have a lot of resources at hand. ā
The handsome Taoist priest named Qingfeng not only did not accept the recruitment, but also used a Tai Chi pusher to shift the topic to Yang Hao: "Ma Lao, is this your new apprentice?" It looks a bit empty, do you want me to ask Master to see if I can pass on a few tricks to him in the room? ā
Burst!
Yang Hao was depressed, and wailed in his heart: Lao Tzu provoked anyone, he was really shot while lying down.
Even more depressed was still to come, because Prince Ma also gave him a shot.
"Hey, his name is Yang Hao, and he is my New Year's friend. Young man, I don't know moderation, I lived with a beautiful personal trainer last night, and I was alone in a room with a lonely man and a widow, of course, it was a dry fire. ā
Prince Ma squeezed his eyebrows and teased his eyes: "As for the room or something, Qingfeng, didn't you point to the monk and scold the bald donkey?" My old horse's imperial magic skills are not a hundred times stronger than your master's bullshit room technique? ā
Qingfeng laughed, nodded hurriedly, and boasted: "That's that, Ma Lao's imperial secret technique is of course unbeatable." ā
As he spoke, he turned his head and smiled at Yang Hao: "Brother Yang Hao, follow Ma Laoba, you are blessed." ā
Yang Hao almost fainted, and said in his heart: What kind of people are these, monks are not like monks, Taoist priests are not like Taoist priests, they all listen to the tone like the underworld, eat jujube pills! (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )