Opening the foundation and taking soil, laying the foundation site, and building Xiaolianzhuang are the top priorities in the courtyard of Doumi Lane.

Early the next morning, Cui Xuan invited a mason in the tile house, but somehow leaked the news, I heard that Cui Tanhua repaired the pavilion, and the city finally found a breakthrough, from the top mahogany wood, to the glazed colored tiles, and even the old craftsmen in their own houses were sent, the martial arts field was full of piles, the masters were compared to send things, and the servants were also secretly competing, the wheels were squeezing, and they did not give in, and as a result, a small rice lane was blocked by the carriages of various prefectures.

The wind is on the top, and the vulgar is on the bottom.

The customs of Taikang City have been like this for thousands of years, and there is no shortage of prodigals like Bai Yanqiu in all dynasties, who are not used to sneering at him and ridiculing him with all his mouth, but things still have to be done.

Because there is no place to live, the heart is born.

Cui Hanzhang looked at these breezy and fluttering sentences: "Accept them all and register them." ”

Cui Bo is an old man, but everything that catches his eye is a good thing, looking at a piece of mahogany wood, I can't help laughing, "I haven't seen such a good material in 20 years, the old slave is full of Wuhou Building, just looking at the diameter is a hundred years of big wood, not to mention a double-storey pavilion, I'm afraid it is enough to build a big house." ”

"Oh? Find out who sent it. Cui Hanzhang then asked.

"It's Xiao Ju'an, the speaker of the Xiao family in Taikang City, and I also heard that this batch of Jin Si Nan is the same batch of goods as the palace Xiu Jin Mingchi." Cui Xuan hurriedly answered.

"Hehe, I'm a backmountain person, and I occasionally be a guest in front of the hall."

The two of them were confused when they said this, and Cui Hanzhang didn't explain, smiling and waving his hand.

"These things are left in Taikang City, if you don't accept them, you can't say it, since it's a rule, we can't go to the Tao, if we can't, we must not be able to."

Cui Bo is a simple person, and when he heard that he could accept the materials, he thought about how to make the best use of them.

"Uncle, how about we build a corridor along this road? It is also a shelter when it is windy and rainy, and it can also be connected to the pavilion in the lake, making it convenient for the family to move around. ”

"Just do as Treber wants." Cui Hanzhang looked at Cui Bo's comparison, and the renderings appeared in his mind, which meant a bit of a hometown covered bridge, and the old man still missed the old.

The Cui family's small courtyard built a pavilion to repair the covered bridge for the time being, only said that the Qingliang Temple outside the city, only to see the ghost word camp all the big men, three layers inside and three layers outside it surrounded, to the already solemn Buddhism cleanly added a solemn atmosphere, the air seemed to be solidified, the weight of the evil qi made the birds within a radius of ten miles forbidden.

said that he would immediately invite the great elder of the ghost department, but he only sent the crossbow battalion and the ghost battalion to take over the defense first, and this time it was overnight, and the people inside were as anxious as ants in a hot pot, and from time to time there were ghost tribes who were blocked in front of the gate, and there were even more drunkards who tried to break out over the wall, but the crossbow arrows did not have long eyes, and they were shot on the spot, and they died on the wall.

"Great Elder, these sergeants are silent, they often draw their swords and crossbows, and their movements are skillful and sharp, and they are murderous in their faces, and they are only allowed to walk around in the temple where they are waiting, doesn't the Divine Light Dynasty treat us as prisoners?" Bone Protector Chidi replied with anger on his face.

"Chidi, don't we be prisoners if they entertain us with good food and drink?" An old voice rang out in the dark hall.

If there was no sound, I am afraid that no one would find the black robe in front of him, and the scabbed sitting was a living person, his eyes were always slightly closed, the brim of his hat was much lower, and there was still a little dust on his robe, which blended with the silence of the surrounding hall.

"You don't see the momentum of this group of people, all of them are murderous, and they look at us like animals waiting to be slaughtered, it's too arrogant." Bone Protector Chidi is still psychologically resentful, speaking of which the ghost side is rampant in the southwest, they have always been like this, how could they think that today they will be reduced to staying in the lamb.

"You all restrain yourself, these soldiers are full of blood and blood, heavy energy, and there is still a smell of blood on the blade on their waists, they must be the rangers who have just withdrawn from the northern front, they should be good at the art of battle formation and combined attack, and they can maintain a unified and coordinated qi machine for three hours in a day, advancing and retreating as one, like an arm and a finger, this is very terrifying, and the rumored Eight Horses of Divine Light really deserve their name." Although the Great Elder of the Ghost Fang Department was sitting in the hall, he knew the surrounding situation well.

"The Great Elder is so profound, Cui can't afford such a high evaluation, I'm afraid that I will fall miserably." Before anyone arrived, the sound arrived first, and Cui Hanzhang walked into the hall with the ghost word battalion guards.

"General Cui is really hearty, he has lost his welcome, forgive his sins." The figure of the great elder of the ghost side appeared at the threshold like a shadow, connecting with Cui Hanzhang naturally, the two appeared at the door of the main hall at the same time, a threshold was divided into two sides, the hall was dark and dark, the sky was blue outside the hall, and there was a slight stalemate for a few moments, the two looked at each other and smiled, the great elder turned sideways and pleased, Cui Hanzhang raised his arm to support him, and sure enough, the five fingers of Cui Hanzhang holding the saber were instantly tightened, the saber automatically popped out half a foot, and the green bricks under his feet quietly collapsed. The Great Elder smiled, grabbed Cui Hanzhang's arm with his hand, and looked out of the threshold, so the two walked into the hall side by side.

"It's not a secret, something is going on in the city, Cui is worried that someone is not good for the ghost department, so he sent someone to take over the security in advance, they are all people who lick blood with knives, and they are a little more murderous, and I hope the great elder will understand." It was a guest from afar, Cui Hanzhang saluted for a few weeks, hugged his fists and bowed down.

"I can't help it, it's old." The Great Elder held Cui Hanzhang's arm with one hand, and Cui Hanzhang suddenly felt like he was being held up by a giant, and he couldn't bow down.

They are all bright people, and after the two phases inside and outside the door are tempted, they know that the great elder of the ghost party is an unborn master, Cui Hanzhang asked himself if he was not enough to weigh the two catties, but he won the general trend, and the knife handle was in hand. He used the fist frame of the old ape to worship the moon with the fist just now, but what made him most uncomfortable was that the fist had already dispersed before it was formed.

"I have to grieve the ghost Fang people to stay in Qingliang Temple for a few more days, wait for Cui to clean the house, and then welcome all the guests into the city." Cui Hanzhang's trip was to come and see the Great Elder of the Ghost Fang, so he simply didn't beat around the bush and told him bluntly.

"Whatever the guest wants." The Great Elder Gujing Wubo, the two of them followed with a small chat, Cui Hanzhang also had all kinds of doubts about the Southwest Ghost Fang, so he asked them one by one, the Great Elder knew everything and said everything, the two talked happily with each other, and they dispersed after eating together.

The Great Elder got up and stayed in front of the threshold of the main hall, and watched the young Ranger Commander Cui Hanzhang in front of him leave, and the bone protector behind him couldn't help but say: "The Great Elder is too enthusiastic about this Divine Light General, and the milky young man has not dried up. ”

"Chidi, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth, if you don't change this character, you will suffer sooner or later. This young tanhua lang is not simple. The Great Elder didn't turn around, but sighed meaningfully.

"Do you think that you can retreat from Shangbei Hu Murong Yanran? Think with your heart, think with your head. The Great Elder did not give up, but went after him and asked.

"I'm still afraid of a girl, they all say that the embroidered fox Murong Yanran is brilliant in resourcefulness, and Chi Di I is not a vegetarian, I will drop ten times with one force, and I will see the real chapter under my hands." Bone Protector Chidi has been good at hunting since he was a child, and his strength is amazing, and he has been taught martial arts by the Great Elder, and there are countless enemies and beasts that have died in his hands, and he has a high prestige among the younger generation of the Ghost Fang Clan.

"The next time we meet, you will learn from each other, and it is rumored that this Cui Xiao General embroidered the fox alone, beheaded the enemy in the 100,000 army, and commanded the ranger army in the year of the weak crown." After saying this, the Great Elder left alone, coming silently, leaving without a shadow, and the hall fell into darkness and silence.

"I've never been afraid of anyone." Bone Protector Chidi is not a vegetarian master, and seeing the great elder of the clan who is like a god praising Cui Hanzhang so much, he is also not convinced.

After Cui Hanzhang walked out of the door of Qingliang Temple, he stopped and looked back, it was getting late, and the entire Qingliang Temple from far and near, all slowly disappeared into the dark night, just now the hall gave him the feeling that this was the case, the night seemed to be everywhere, like a layer of fine net covering him, making him uncomfortable, and unable to move, so he used the old ape to worship the moon fist to shake the spirit, hoping to break free. It is still the great elder's deep kung fu, and the sense of oppression that the bird does not fly makes Cui Hanzhang unable to spread his wings, he has a feeling that if he is in the main hall, he is afraid that no one is his opponent, and if he goes out of the mountain gate, it is what he Cui Hanzhang said.

"Qingfeng, pass the order down, withdraw the brothers in the temple, take the mountain gate as the boundary, he will be inside the door, and the outside of the door will be forbidden, birds and beasts, but anyone who is panting is not allowed to enter or exit." Cui Hanzhang didn't come in vain this trip, he met the Great Elder, and also met the Ghost Fangbu.

"Order." Xu Qingfeng has been following Cui Hanzhang for a long time, and he knows the temper of this chief general best, and after receiving the order, he quickly returned to the temple to make arrangements.

The distance between Qingliang Temple and Taikang City is less than ten miles, but a city wall separates it, and it is separated by the red world.

Cui Hanzhang changed his mind about taking them into the city after seeing the Great Elder, he couldn't control such a character, and seeing him was like an abyss, so he had to walk on thin ice.

Such a character, if you want to, can enter the game at any time.

Invite him, it is better to wait for him.

Since you're here, you don't have to worry about not being able to wait.

When he was about to ride into the city on horseback, suddenly a monk in Tsing Yi flashed out from the side of the road and stopped: "Poor monk Weishan Lingyu, I have seen Master Cui Shi." ”

The monk flashed out and occupied the central position of the official road, forcing Cui Hanzhang to quickly tighten the reins, restrain the galloping horses' hooves, and provoke the guards and others to urgently restrain their horses, and those with poor riding skills rolled off the horse.

"The master is not good to stay in Weishan Qingxiu, why did he come here to block Cui?" Although Cui Hanzhang felt inexplicable, he was not angry, and after stabilizing the treasure horse under the seat, he turned over and dismounted and stepped forward.

"There is a demon in Weishan, and the little monk can only avoid it and turn to Cui Shizhu for help." Weishan Lingyu's face was calm, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him, but his words were full of terror.

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? The master is also a well-known and well-known monk, should he also learn from the worldly people to seek good fortune and avoid evil? Cui Hanzhang vaguely remembered this monk in Tsing Yi, Weishan is the holy land of the Linji sect of Buddhism, the lineage is mainly Qingliang Temple, but there is also a Huanglong Temple in the shade of the mountain, the lineage of this temple is thin, only the Lingyu army has sprung up, and the lineage of Qingliang Temple is called Taikang.

"The Buddha has a crucifixion, but the monks of Qingliang Temple are not Buddhas, and the little monk implores Cui Shi to have compassion." Weishan Lingyu's eyes were clear and flawless, and he stared at Cui Hanzhang quietly.

"Since the master has the heart to rescue them, why is he willing to seek the near and far and block the way at the city gate?" Cui Hanzhang asked with a smile instead of answering the question.

"The little monk has a weak heart, knows that Cui Shi's master is valuable, and he is known for his benevolence and righteousness." Weishan Lingyou begged someone to do something, but he was very calm, and there was no twisting on his face.

"The master can't wear this high hat for Cui, your request is difficult to obey, but you can be allowed to enter the temple, as for how much to save, and whether you need to save it, it all depends on creation." Cui Hanzhang interrupted Lingyu's words and directly gave a new plan.

"In the past, there was a Matsu road grinding bricks into a mirror, that is, the heart is a Buddha, and the present is not a chance, if a mortal man like me can see the heart and see the nature, I can also see the nature and become a Buddha, I don't know why Master Lingyu is obsessed with hue, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color."

"Dogs have no Buddha nature, but they seek to rest in vain, and they don't seek the truth. Iron wall silver mountain, an arrow through it. ”

"Good, good. Master Cui Shi has great wisdom roots, and the little monk has been taught. As soon as the words fell, the person was gone, and it turned out that there was wind under Lingyou's feet, one step and two feet away, only to see a green coat fluttering and fluttering, gradually moving away.

Cui Hanzhang motioned to the guards around him to follow Lingyou, if there was no password from him, unless Weishan Lingyou gave up his life to break through, no one would want to enter Qingliang Temple.

Outsiders have no way to know the inside story of Buddhism, but all kinds of public cases are widely circulated, Cui Hanzhang can guess some branches and leaves only by hearsay of a few public cases, the world knows that Zen Buddhism blooms five leaves, each of them bears fruit, Weishan Linji has been passed down to the present, and the two branches are connected with the same qi.

The deeper the night, the darker the night.

If you stand in the northwest high mountain and overlook Taikang, you can find that the lights in the dark night are lit up one after another, it is this lamp after another that illuminates the night sky, when the lights in the world are always endless, the starlight in the sky is eternal, and the road to heaven is separated between the lights and the starlight.

However, there are always some people in this world, as the practice deepens, their own light becomes more and more shining, beyond the limitations of the lights of the world, and wants to compete with the stars in the night sky.

Each family of cultivation has the stunt of pressing the bottom of the box, but the Yin and Yang family is the first to look at the wind and look at the qi and mental arithmetic. Pang Yan, the yin and yang scholar sitting in the Tianxin Temple, was restless, and he vaguely sensed that there were two confrontational field qi engines above Taikang City tonight, a dry and abyssive qi machine shrouded Qingliang Temple, and a cold and majestic qi machine entrenched in the sky above Taikang City, until the second half of the night, when another sincere qi machine rose up, although it was not as brilliant as the previous two qi machines, but it was far away and pure, and it occupied a place in the air from Taikang City, and there were also sporadic qi engines emerging during this period. But they all gradually disappeared under the suppression of the three qi machines, and even Pang Yan tried to rely on the secret treasure of the master to break through the existing pattern, but he was helpless, and he fell to the ground in a coma with blood in his mouth, and the three-legged pattern was completely stable for a while.

The field is mysterious and mysterious, and it is fleeting.

Seeing that Cui Hanzhang has gained a lot this time, he understands that things in the city can't go out of the city, and people outside the city can't enter the city.

The matter of Weishan Zen Buddhism should be like this, it is not that he Cui Hanzhang has the right to change it, and when he looks back many years later, maybe the opportunity between Qingliang Temple and Huanglong Temple should be here.

Weishan Lingyou sacrificed his life for the Zen lineage to feed the demons, and ordinary people also have obsession beliefs, probably these real lives will not be as clear as written in black and white in the book, and the ending is always happy, and the life in the world is confused, crossing the river by feeling the stones, and hitting the south wall without looking back is everywhere.

The fame of the eight horses of Shenguang is very great, the naughty children by the well are named after the bamboo horses under the crotch of the eight horses, and the eight horses are the most popular among the gods of war and the green mountains, the choice of children is the simplest, tall and mighty is the best, but these two are just the farthest away from Taikang City. Children choose, women all want it, and whichever one is caught.

Cui Hanzhang was not in a hurry, he stopped and stayed at the mouth of the alley with great interest, watching a group of children riding bamboo horses and fighting from a distance, "Driving, driving, driving, Hu no return, Hu no return, who can blame if you lose the king?" ......" seemed to return to the courtyard of the private school in Xikou in an instant, and he and Mingtang also roared past like this back then.

At this time, if there is a pot of turbid wine and sip in September frost, it is a good time in the world.

He didn't know that at this time, Cui Mingtang, who was traveling far away in the far north, was experiencing the biggest test in his life.

The wind is whistling with snowflakes, a deep foot and a shallow foot tentatively walking, has not closed his eyes for two days and two nights, in the vague Hu dialect, he finally found a kind of heterogeneous flower called Bing Youlan, but this kind of flower is extremely rare, a year will only bloom in September in the two time periods of Shuowang, during the flowering period the plant is transparent and bright, hidden in the ice and snow, there are many rumors but not see the real body, whether it can be found depends on luck.

The days on the vast ice field are lonely and boring, not that Mingtang is relaxed, but the passage of time day by day makes him desperate, he has always been alert and stepped on the air, half of his body fell before he suddenly woke up, his left foot arched, his toes were inserted deeper into the snow like an awl, and his heel shook lightly and wanted to throw out the falling body with strength, but the heel landing was still a thick layer of snow, and the whole body was only a little offset, he still fell into the ice cave where the local fishermen were fishing, and the water was biting, In an instant, he pierced the winter coat, froze his hands and feet, and even froze his soul together, and the consciousness of survival in his mind made him struggle desperately, but he could see with the naked eye that his hands and feet were struggling slowly, as if the cold air had frozen even time.

Creation makes people, but before he finds Bing Youlan, he is about to lose his footing and drown in the Arctic Ocean, if this thing is transmitted back to Xikou, he can think of the expressions of everyone laughing forward and backwards, and he can't dream of a scene, Cui Mingtang feels that he is really dead.