Luojia Mountain, the other county of Fanzhou.

King Kong Temple merit forest in the treasure light of ten thousand ways, thousands of colors, the Brahma bell rings, the Taoist Buddha sound solemnizes the heaven and earth, people feel like being under the Buddha's seat, dare not speak loudly.

Quiet in the forest of merit.

The white-clothed monk Xuan Xuan came here again to inquire.

"Ku Xuan is dead, Lin Wanyang was sent back to Wudang Mountain by the son of Lu Qi, what should I do next?" His tone was cold.

Sitting opposite him was still the monk Xuanyuan, with a martial body, but an elegant temperament.

Two of the four great monks of the King Kong Temple, all of whom have practiced to the realm of heaven and earth, are the two pillars on the table of the King Kong Temple today.

Among the four great monks, the old monk Xuan Lone's cultivation of Buddhism is not the highest, the highest cultivation is the white-clothed monk Xuanxuan, and the highest Buddhism is the Xuanyuan of Confucius and Elegance.

But only the old monk became the abbot of King Kong Temple.

Because the abbot is the one who controls the rise and fall of the Kongo Temple, this position requires the ability to run all the Taoist sects well, and it has nothing to do with Buddhism and cultivation.

Xuanyuan opened the Buddha's eyes, and there were wisps of golden light flashing in his eyes, like a living Buddha, full of Zen, and clasped his hands together and said: "Senior Brother Abbot has already calculated, and before you arrived, he had already let the laughing idiot go down the mountain." ”

The laughing idiot monk is the third disciple of the four contemporary disciples of the King Kong Temple, and the fifty-third place on the list of people, just above the Ye family Ye Canghai, and his cultivation is also a complete foundation of martial arts.

After the white-clothed monk Xuan Xuan heard the name of the disciple who was going down the mountain, his eyes flashed, with a hint of smile, and he already understood the abbot's calculation.

The disciple of this great-disciple's grandchildren has a very high talent in cultivation, but what he lacks is the comprehension of the Dharma, which is very similar to the white-clothed monk, so he loves him very much.

The laughing idiot monk is fierce and jealous, and at the same time arrogant, but in the process of practicing in the Vajra Temple, the elders in the door did not deliberately sharpen his character, but let it be natural, which stems from the Buddhist concept of the Vajra Temple, "the mind is not sluggish, the common nature, the real and wonderful, is both meritorious".

This Zen verse is not a way for people to do whatever they want, but is similar to the great realm of Confucianism's "seventy do whatever you want, do not exceed the rules", but there is nothing wrong with teaching disciples to practice from this point and comprehend the true Dharma in Zen Buddhism by themselves.

This is a spiritual process of "seeing mountains are mountains, seeing water is water", "seeing mountains is not mountains, seeing water is not water", "seeing mountains is still mountains, seeing water is still water".

Anyone who cultivates is going from shallow to deep.

But probably because the Dharma talent of the laughing idiot monk is really too low, he practiced like this, not only did the Dharma realm not increase, but instead cultivated a body of demon-eliminating qi, which condensed into a red mole in the center of his eyebrows, which was a symbol of his sweeping away demons.

This disciple is often involved in trouble, and the abbot let him go down the mountain to continue the unfinished practice of the extradition of the Buddha.

In the end, it is the Buddha who is cultivated by the luck of Buddhism, how can King Kong Temple give up so easily.

has already cut stubble after stubble on Wudang Mountain as leeks, how could he give up the extradition of this generation of Buddhas because of a mere accident.

It's just that you can't succeed at one time, and it's just a little more troublesome.

Over the past hundred years, they have also had several extradition troubles, and in the end, they have crossed those people into Buddhism without incident.

"It's a pity that Wudang Mountain is still shouldering the responsibility of continuing to raise dragons for Buddhism, and I can't move Zhang Sanfeng, otherwise, I should personally come forward to ferry Zhang Sanfeng back to Shamen......" The white-clothed monk Xuan Xuan sighed regretfully.

The reason why this can't be done is nothing more than because Zhang Sanfeng is there in Wudang Mountain, and those Buddhist Dao luck gathered by Gu Shenxiu will continue to give birth to one Buddha spirit child after another.

Once there is no sect there, it is impossible for there to be a later Buddha spirit child for them to extradite.

Crossing Zhang Sanfeng is equivalent to fishing with all his might, on the contrary, with Zhang Sanfeng and Wudang Mountain, they can continue to harvest the luck of Wudang Mountain, which is also a long-term strategy that has been set by King Kong Temple at the beginning.

Take the land of Wudang Mountain Dragon Fall to graze luck and borrow chickens to lay eggs.

………………

The world is full of troubled times, and everyone has a personal story.

When a young fat monk with a red mole on his eyebrows was sent down the mountain in the King Kong Temple, heading in the direction of Dalong Lake.

A county in the East China Sea.

"What, Brother Ye Xian is in retreat."

A young man dressed in a blue robe, handsome, and standing tall, stood outside the gate of a mansion, and after hearing Ye Canghai's retreat, his eyes were thoughtful.

"Gongzi said before the retreat, if Gongzi Zhou visits, let me wait for him to say sorry, he has a war agreement in March, and promised Gongzi to go to Miaojiang to kill demons together, I'm afraid it will be postponed until the New Year." A white-haired old man said apologetically.

On the other side, Zhou Junbai, the most outstanding young man of the Zhou family, who is also an ancient family with the Ye family, ranks thirty-sixth in the list of people, and ranks sixth among the top ten masters of the young generation in Yanfu.

After Zhou Junbai heard this, his eyes flashed a few thoughts, and then he showed a smile like a spring breeze, and said: "It seems that Brother Ye Xian wants to break through to the realm of heaven and man in this month, and teach that Lu Xiaoshizi no chance." ”

The old man smiled and did not speak,

"In this case, then Zhou will say goodbye first, and ask the old man to wait for your son-in-law to leave the customs, and inform him that after three months, if there is no accident, Zhou will go to see her defeat the demeanor of the little son."

Zhou Junbai chuckled and bowed and left.

Half a day later.

A prefectural courtyard.

"What's the matter, that girl from the Ye family didn't promise you?"

An old man asked with a frown.

Zhou Junbai sighed lightly and said, "I can only wait for three months." ”

He told the whole story of what he was going to do.

The old man's eyebrows tightened: "Ye Taibai has achieved the end of martial arts, and he is a surname of our ancient family, if we can invite him, we will have greater confidence, no matter how bad it is, if you and that little girl marry, you can also expect to learn Ye Taibai's sword path in the future......"

Zhou Junbai smiled and said: "Don't worry, Junbai knows what to do, a fifteen-year-old girl, it's not easy to catch her heart." ”

The old man brushed his beard and said: "You are young and old, talented and intelligent, you can see some things more clearly than us, and you just understand the importance of it, and the old man doesn't need to say much." ”

Zhou Junbai smiled without saying a word, and turned to look in the direction of the Ye family in the East China Sea:

"Ye Taibai is a gentleman, and he doesn't want to let Ye Canghai bully the little prince with his cultivation advantage, but after he returned to the city, he also recuperated because of the retreat of the first battle of Aoji, and the Ye girl is arrogant, not weaker than others, and wants to define that battle as a battle without any accidents, so after Ye Taibai gave the little prince three months to practice, she herself was unwilling to sit in the pass, and wanted to break through the realm of heaven and man in one go, and she was a little silent protest to her uncle Ye Taibai."

In the same three months, if he can break through to the foundation of martial arts, I can also break through to the entrance of heaven and man.

At that time, I was still one level higher than him, and the result of this battle was still not unexpected.

I don't believe that uncle, you can give him another chance, let him break through to the entrance of heaven and man again, and fight me again.

"That's the woman I love." Zhou Junbai smiled inwardly.

A girl who heard that there were two people on the new ranking of people in the Northern Tang Dynasty pressed on his head, and immediately entered the Northern Tang Dynasty alone, picked the two with his sword, and trampled the two under his feet.

Although she is only fifteen years old, she has already shown an incomparable edge, and she is destined to be the sword cultivator of the Ye family, and she is worthy of it.

All my life is in the race to win, to be strong.

"Divine Sword Technique and Hundred Steps Flying Immortal, if she wins, it will prove that the Divine Sword Technique that once brought humiliation to the Ye family has been washed away by later generations after all, and the history of humiliation brought by Ye Hongxue can finally be overturned by her in this generation, and since then Ye Hongxue has become a thing of the past, and Ye Taibai's elegance covers this era, and even affects future generations."

"That poor little son has completely become a stepping stone for Ye Canghai to correct the name of the Ye family, but this has nothing to do with me."

Zhou Junbai smiled at the corner of his mouth.

How to capture the little girl's heart is what he has to think about.

…………

Yanfu young generation.

Laughing idiot monk, Zhou Junbai, Ye Canghai.

Three different people.

The same time, in different places, different things happening at the same time.

And the poor little son in Zhou Junbai's mouth.

Today, I finally arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain.