Knowing that Zhang Xianren on Wudang Mountain came to Yunzhou City, the people in the city were also excited, although they did not dare to rush directly to the gate of the Hou Mansion, but the long street leading to the front of the Hou Mansion was already crowded with people, and the people hoped to see the style of the immortals when Zhang Xianren came out of the Hou Mansion.

Mu Qingen was very happy to see this, and even set up a stage in front of the Hou Mansion to invite the public to come and watch.

So, early in the morning, he babbled and sang Mu Qingen's favorite song "General Order" on the stage.

"The withered leaves are falling, the sorrow is difficult to expand, how can the cold sorrow be the enemy of the brocade? Hu is not broken, people are separated, sideburns are not confused, the years are faltering, Mo, Mo, Mo.

In the middle of the night, the flags are chaotic, how many people are still fighting on the battlefield? The beautiful woman is looking forward to it, leaning on the gan, fighting the sword with a horizontal sword, standing forward with a horse, fighting! War! War! ”

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Knowing that the qi sea problem could be completely cured, Mu Qiuhuang no longer had a haze in his heart, although he didn't sleep for a few hours last night, but this spirit was surprisingly good.

"Childe? What does that immortal look like? Is it really a white-bearded immortal as the legend says? Xia He twisted a hot towel and gently wiped Mu Qiuhuang's cheeks.

Hearing this, Mu Qiuhuang stretched out his finger and gently scraped Xia He's nose, and said with a smile: "The white beard is a white beard, but is it an immortal?" Is that hard to say? ”

Xia He looked at Mu Qiuhuang and said puzzledly: "The people will all gather outside the Hou Mansion and wait to see Zhang Xianren!" Even Hou Ye set up a troupe because of the arrival of Zhang Xianren, if he wasn't an immortal, how could so many people come to see him? ”

Hearing Xia He's inquiry, Mu Qiuhuang couldn't help but think of the scene of Zhang Fuling begging for the Spring-Palace Map last night, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Childe, what are you laughing at?" Xia He wondered.

Mu Qiuhuang looked at Xia He, and said in his heart: "It's for your own good if I don't tell you, have you ever seen a serious person who asks for a spring-palace diagram can be called an old immortal?" ”

Seeing that Xia He was still confused, Mu Qiuhuang shook his head, forcibly threw the scene from last night out of his mind, patted Xia He on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Whether he is an old fairy or not will you know when you see him, I really don't know how to explain it to you, childe." ”

"By the way, the little monk was arranged in that room by Chun Tao?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

"It's in the southeast corner of Courtyard B."

Mu Qiuhuang stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go to the little monk, and you can go down and rest!"

"Childe, why don't you see the old immortal, but you want to see the little monk?"

Mu Qiuhuang smiled strangely: "I'm afraid that the old fairy read by candle last night, and he hasn't gotten up yet......"

When Mu Qiuhuang came to the southeast corner of Courtyard B, he found that the monk Wuxin was doing morning classes in the courtyard.

Mu Qiuhuang said in his heart: "I really should bring Xia He with him, let him see what a master should look like." ”

Mu Qiuhuang didn't bother when he saw this, leaned on the porch and looked at Wuxin quietly, thinking about how to arrange him next?

The reason why I bet with the Wuxin monk before was because I found out that he was a Buddha and wanted to see if there really was a Nirvana Sutra, but now, I have learned that the Nirvana Sutra has long been lost, and the problem of my own qi sea can be solved without the Nirvana Sutra...... In this way, it doesn't have much effect to stay by your side, and besides, you will go to Wudang with Zhang Fuling in the near future, and take the monk to the Daomen Holy Land, how do you look like it? But if the gambling contract with the unintentional monk is invalidated like this, Mu Qiuhuang is a little unwilling.

"Amitabha, good morning, donor." The heartless monk finished his morning class and walked towards Mu Qiuhuang.

"Good morning, little monk!" Mu Qiuhuang replied casually.

"The donor came to the little monk early in the morning, what is the matter?" Wuxin asked.

Mu Qiuhuang looked at Wuxin, and suddenly asked, "Little monk, are you willing to follow me as a scholar for ten years?" ”

"Don't worry, the little monk will admit defeat and keep his promise." Unintentional and sincere.

Mu Qiuhuang looked at Wuxin and said, "I heard that you have a lot of relics in Futu Temple, why don't you bring a few relics in exchange for your ten years of freedom?" ”

Hearing this, he refused unintentionally, and said with a guilty face: "Amitabha, sin and sin." The crystallization of the wisdom of the monks of the relics of Buddhism is the treasure of Buddhism. The little monk has broken the ring of lying by making a bet with the benefactor, and how dare he desecrate the treasure of Buddhism for the sake of freedom......

Mu Qiuhuang saw that his face was full of sacredness when he unintentionally mentioned the relics, and he knew that this group of monks valued the relics more than his own life, so he couldn't help but pretend to be disgusted and said, "It seems that I have made a loss-making transaction?" I took you as a scholar, and I have to support you for ten years, how can I count it as if I have suffered a loss? ”

"If the donor feels that he is at a loss, why don't he help the little monk to help the world? In this way, the benevolence of the benefactor will be carried forward. Wuxin said seriously.

Mu Qiuhuang became interested when he heard this, sat directly on the threshold, patted the threshold, and asked Wuxin: "What kind of Pudu method? Let's hear it. ”

"The donor helps the little monk to promote the Dharma, which is to purify all sentient beings, and if everyone in the world has faith, then they can redeem themselves...... "Unintentionally talked.

Mu Qiuhuang smashed his mouth when he heard this, obviously not interested in Wuxin's little monk's proposal, but still said to Wuxin: "Little monk, you are a universal being, after all, you don't want to spread Buddhist teachings in Beiyu?" It's just that you're afraid that this idea will fall through. ”

Mu Qiuhuang looked at it and smiled evilly: "Little monk, I seriously doubt that you have been brainwashed by those big monks and old monks in Futu Temple?" ”

"Amitabha, what does the donor mean by this?" Unintentionally puzzled.

Mu Qiuhuang thought for a while and said to Wuxin: "Okay, for the sake of seeing that you are still my scholar, I will chat with you for a few words." ”

"Please speak up to the donor, and the little monk will listen to you." I don't have the heart to ask for advice.

Mu Qiuhuang sat down on the edge of the threshold when he heard this, leaned his back against the door frame, and then said leisurely: "It has been almost 600 years since the founding of the Great Youguo, and Taoism has been admired in the past 600 years, so Taoism has always been outstanding.

Later, halfway through, your Buddhism came in.

There are indeed a lot of amazing and brilliant people in your Buddhism, and you can take advantage of the dragon and tiger and Wudang to compete for power, and slowly develop, which is also your Buddhism's ability...... Do you think I can't guess your Buddhist mind? It is nothing more than seeing that the world is about to be in chaos, Buddhism wants the latecomers to prevail and directly overshadow Taoism. The so-called Pudu sentient beings are nothing more than false propaganda slogans shouted by you monks! But even I can guess your Buddhist thoughts, can't others guess them? Six hundred years ago, Longhu Mountain Boya Zhenren once said to the Great Youyou Taizu "Fen VI and the country", and later Emperor Taizu took advantage of the people's ignorance to spread this criticism to everyone who knew it...... Later, Emperor Taizu won the world, and Longhu Mountain rose with it, and all the powerful masters were named national teachers, which pressed Wudang for hundreds of years.

Nowadays, although Longhu Mountain is prosperous and declining, talents have withered in the past hundred years, and there is no one to take a shot. But Wudang Mountain has a rare Zhang Fuling in a century, not only Zhang Fuling has become a god in the hearts of the people, even his disciple Aoki Taoist is one of the top ten masters in the world, Wudang Mountain has become an inevitable appearance over Longhu Mountain, but in the final analysis, everyone is a Taoist lineage, only your Buddhism is an outsider...... Longhu Mountain can tolerate being pressed by Wudang Mountain, does it mean that people can tolerate letting your Buddhism press on it? Even if Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain fight again, people are also infighting, once the two mountains unite to deal with your Buddhism, how long do you think your Buddhism can survive? ”

"Amitabha, the donor is wrong, my Buddhism has never been competitive, I only wish to purify all sentient beings and let everyone in the world become Buddhas." Said reverently.

"Little monk, you are all Pudu sentient beings with your mouth open and closed, but do sentient beings need your Pudu?" Mu Qiuhuang asked rhetorically.

The monk Wuxin was silent when he heard this.

Mu Qiuhuang saw that he had no intention of falling into silence, and he no longer argued with him, stood up, patted the floating soil that did not exist on his body, and said, "Little monk, go, I will take you to meet the ancestor of the Daomen, Zhang Xianren." ”

Mu Qiuhuang just walked to the Qujiang Pond with no intention, but was shocked by the scene in front of him, only to see Zhang Fuling actually strolling on the lake, pay attention, it is not Lingbo Fit, but really walking on the lake, as if stepping on the ice, in fact, if you look carefully, you will find that his feet are not really in contact with the lake, but there is a layer of virtual gas on the contact point between his feet and the lake, that is to say, he is floating on the water...... This is even more difficult than the legendary Damour crossing the river with a reed, after all, a reed crossing the river borrowed the power of the reed, but Zhang Fuling did not use any medium, only by himself, this cultivation is really called an immortal means.

Mu Qiuhuang had been completely convinced at this time, although he had spent a lot of time with Gu Chenyuan before, he had never seen Gu Chenyuan show such a method...... At this time, the image of Zhang Fuling in his heart became tall in an instant. Immortals must always have their own characteristics, isn't it, and the love of reading forbidden books and the Spring Palace does not damage the image of immortals, but it shows that the master is approachable, isn't it?

"Look, this is the method of immortals, can you do this, little monk?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

"The little monk can't do it." Wuxin said very honestly, in fact, Wuxin was also very shocked at this time, as far as he knew, no one in the Buddhist sect had such a method.

In fact, they knew that when he and Wuxin were still a hundred steps away, Zhang Fuling already knew about the arrival of the two of them, and the reason why he showed this hand was deliberate, and it seemed to be chic, but in fact, it cost him two years of cultivation.

As for why Zhang Fuling spent two years cultivating to reveal this hand? The reason for this is probably known only to him.

"Old Immortal, are you practicing?" Mu Qiuhuang shouted loudly.

Zhang Fuling heard the voice, but he no longer showed off, and crossed ashore lightly.

"How's that kid? Can the old man still see it? Zhang Fuling said.

"It's amazing, it's definitely a fairy trick." Mu Qiuhuang gave a thumbs up and spared no effort to praise.