Li Hongru felt that he had encountered a major crisis in his life.

At this time, it seems that the singing and dancing are leveling, and many performances are going smoothly, but he is a fish on the chopping board.

Chang'an City is full of people, and he didn't expect to meet a big guy like Li Chunfeng at close range.

And he hadn't prepared in advance at this time, and his face was not much different from usual.

At this time, it is useless to pull the corner of the clothes to block the face.

His teacher Wang Fuchou is really a-stirring stick, which makes others uncomfortable and Li Hongru uncomfortable.

As the leader of the Dragon King of Jinghe, he met directly with Li Chunfeng.

There are all big guys around, and he can't learn Zhu Zhanpeng's methods if he wants to.

As long as Li Chunfeng shouted, someone would inevitably take him down, and even Wang Fuchou couldn't protect him.

"Li Taizheng, good morning!"

Li Hongru smiled.

Sitting in front and looking back, Li Chunfeng is idle and has nothing to do.

Normal people watch the event by looking up and looking forward, where will always stare at the back.

At the beginning of seeing Li Chunfeng, he was ready to bow his head at any time to avoid eye visits, but he didn't expect Wang Fuchou to hold his head up.

Li Hongru had a grudge on his face, feeling that this teacher was really good to the students, but he was also really pitting the students.

At this time, there was a 50% probability that he would follow the second senior brother to Huangquan together.

"You're good, I'm bad!"

Li Chunfeng replied with a smile.

He looked at Wang Fuchou with a smug face, and then looked at Li Hongru with a worried face, and said a word in his mouth.

Wang Fuchou likes to write books, and rarely directly intervenes in normal teaching, let alone bring people to increase knowledge.

Looking at the appearance of this guy, I don't know where he got the creation, and he was accepted by Wang Fuchou.

His thoughts kept turning, and the color in his eyes kept changing, which made Li Hongru's heart go up and down in an embarrassed smile.

"You owe me a favor!"

Halfway through, Li Chunfeng stared at Li Hongru and laughed.

This made Li Hongru's heart finally take back, and he nodded vigorously in agreement.

If you owe favors, you owe favors.

It's better than his body owing a head.

"It's obviously this bull-nosed old man...... Hmm~"

Wang Fuchou was so keen, he quickly sensed that something was wrong.

A lot of things were going through his mind lately, and he vaguely guessed something, but it was hard to determine for a while.

Wang Fuchou's gaze looked at Li Chunfeng and Li Hongru, and he finally decided not to cause chaos between the two.

Looking at the small appearance of these two people, this is obviously an acquaintance, and there is some communication.

Li Hongru was probably caught by Li Chunfeng.

Wang Fuchou regretted pulling Li Hongru out a little.

Obviously, Li Chunfeng owes a favor to a poem of 'Town Gazing Tower', but now it falls to Li Hongru owes a favor, which is completely different from what he imagined.

He also wanted to probe Li Chunfeng's tone, form a good fate, and let Li Hongru set some things for the other party in the future.

Unexpectedly, it was Li Chunfeng who had the upper hand, this was the wolf not trapped, and the child was lost.

"This dead bull's nose will definitely come to calculate me!"

Seeing Li Chunfeng turn back triumphantly, Wang Fuchou scolded sullenly.

He had something on his mind, and then he didn't explain the Taoism demonstrated on the field.

Li Hongru also pursed his lips, and could only stare ahead and watch by himself.

"Amitabha!"

After the Taoist priests finished performing the Fa, a Buddha horn was sung, and many bald heads came up together, which woke up Wang Fuchou.

In the sound of the Buddha's name, the monks began to chant the scriptures, and the light on their heads became more and more vigorous.

Faintly, some monks already have a big sun halo behind them, reflecting each other with their slick heads.

If you are obsessed with watching, your eyes will be bright.

"This is the Buddha's view of the Buddha, which can be used with the help of the Buddha's power, and the Taoists also have a similar technique of inviting the gods to the upper body," Wang Fuchou explained: "It is said that the more thorough the mind, the higher the level of the Buddha that can be visualized, and the corresponding stronger the power of the Dharma." ”

"By worshipping the Buddha and reciting the Buddha every day, they strengthen their connection with a certain Buddha, and they can also use the Buddha's stronger power to guide the Buddha to incarnate and descend."

"This kind of power can allow them to touch the threshold of cultivation earlier, and even condense relics."

"The power of Buddhism subdues the dragon and subdues the tiger, the power is extremely strong, and the relics can be cultivated alone, and they can also condense the martial soul."

"It's just that they want to have both, and they rely too much on the power of the Buddha, so it is difficult for them to step into the superior level, and they have to spend more time doing penance every day."

Although Wang Fuchou has a Confucian position, his comments are also fair.

Even Li Chunfeng, who was in front, nodded in agreement.

Buddhism was once prevalent, but it was repeatedly suppressed, and then it went into decline, leaving behind some of its inheritance.

This is the third force that may appear in Datang, and it has developed again to the present day, and it has already had a certain scale.

Many people are also wary when they ridicule.

"Huh!"

At the time of the introduction, Wang Fuchou sighed lightly, and when he was contemplating, he had already manifested the Yuan Shen.

In his field of vision, the monks in the field had turned into a different picture.

Several people are surrounded by Buddha light behind their heads, and some people have a faint sense of body.

This is the prayer that leads to the coming of the Buddha's avatar.

"It's Chen Yi!"

Li Hongru also whispered.

The monks were dressed in robes and similar monk's robes, and their heads were extremely shiny.

Rao is Li Hongru has watched it, and he also missed Chen Yi, an acquaintance.

The other party drank through the night demon Yan spell, and testified in Dali Temple, saving the Li family a trouble.

Li Hongru had a very good impression of this upright monk, and swept away the bad feeling caused by the forcible transformation of the monks such as Night Demon Yan.

At this time, Chen Yi's white clothes fluttered, and his solemn expression began to turn soft.

A figure slowly peeked out behind him.

This is a female Buddha wearing a white robe, with many white ribbons fluttering around her body, and her figure is extremely elegant.

Her appearance is dignified, elegant and kind-eyed, so that people don't see the slightest evil thought.

The female Buddha held the pure bottle, a bright moon appeared behind her head, and the corners of her mouth murmured, as if she was chanting the Buddha's words, and as if she was whispering.

"It is the Bodhisattva of Guanzi, a famous Bodhisattva in the secret realm of Lingshan, who often incarnates to do some good deeds, and Chang'an also has her temple."

Wang Fuchou broke through the Buddha's name that Chen Yi conceived.

Bodhisattva is a Buddhist term that belongs to the Buddha, but it is on a higher level than ordinary Buddhas.

The Bodhisattva's fingers flicked, and a willow in the net bottle suddenly appeared.

She took the willow and dipped it in the net bottle, and spilled it out casually.

Suddenly it rained misty light.

Li Hongru only felt that his body was light, and his body seemed to be cleared, and his whole body was extremely comfortable.

The feeling of repulsion brought by the demonic power of the iron-eating demon beast was suppressed in an instant, and it was tamed properly, and it was difficult to affect the body at this time.

"Her Yuan Shen Technique is so superb!"

Wang Fuchou said the last sentence and immediately fell silent.

Casting spells with a Yuan Shen clone has a wide range of influence, involving many people, and it is also wet with rain and dew, which makes everyone comfortable.

The control of this spell was already superb, and it was a level he could not have imagined.

Even if he is a 'sole respect for Confucianism', he can't help but feel a little envious.

"Good!"

Tang Huang, who was sitting on the dragon chair, replied, and got up and folded his hands in return.

Li Hongru keenly discovered that there seemed to be a layer of black light entwined on the body of the Tang Emperor dozens of meters away.

It was a color that he hadn't seen before.