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The old monk threw the bowl away, burped with satisfaction, and said, "Little Daogu, don't just eat for yourself, your master didn't have enough meat when he was young." Gone, good money. ”

After that, the old monk drove an auspicious light, wrapped up the red child and left.

Xiao Lantern stuck out his tongue. Dongfang Yu's heart twitched, good money? The red boy is a good wealth boy, but it is just for Guanyin Bodhisattva, why did he change to a bad old monk?

At this time, Shen Kun was also full, drank a bowl of good wine, and said: "Obviously, I have won two of the three competitions that I said. Tomorrow is the last one, which is more than the level of our four brothers and sisters' understanding of the essence of the four sects of Xiaoxi Heavenly Buddha, Taoism, Confucianism, and Confucianism. They have studied for a decade or two more than me, and this one we will admit defeat at most. ”

"That's not necessarily," Nangong Zhou said: "The boss is so good, maybe he will overthrow them again." ”

Long Qi nodded and said: "That's right, at least Confucianism has won this game, and we are poets." ”

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Early the next morning, Dongfang Yu and the others stepped out of the courtyard, and found that a delicate palace had appeared in the middle of the four immortal mountains, and the white of the water looked so clean. Young disciples poured into the main hall from all directions. In a short time, all four saints arrived.

Wishing that Vajra had completely regained his sanctimonious appearance, he chanted the Buddha's name with a single palm: "There is no Buddha in the south! The first is to eliminate the cult, the second is to save ten thousand infants, the third is to preach in Huoyuan, and the fourth is to bring back two quasi-holy protectors and a disciple who has been sanctified in the womb. ”

"Boom!"

The audience didn't suppress it for a while, and suddenly it looked a little chaotic. Although everyone also knew that Shen Kun had brought back the three Dharma Protectors from the Fire Plain, they were not detailed, and they were all shocked at this time.

"How can it be possible to become holy in the womb? There is no such record in the "Pan Heavenly Treasure Class", right?"

"If he is born a saint or a quasi-saint, how terrible is this man's accomplishments?

Someone shouted in surprise: "Doesn't this mean that we have another saint in Xiaoxitian?"

"This time there is no comparison, Senior Brother Shenkun is against the sky, and it must be the first of the four great merits. ”

The master of the money threw coughed slightly, and the hall immediately returned to quiet, and the needle drop could be heard, "These four great merits are beyond the ordinary, but we make a public evaluation, saving ten thousand babies first, which can be called immeasurable merit." ”

Dongfang Yu was slightly stunned, and then nodded in approval. Most of the disciples in the hall were like him, and they understood the meaning of the saint in a short time, and compared with life, no matter how high they were, they could ignore it.

Gui Lai stroked his beard and said, "Eliminate the cult, you four groups work together, each group will add five hundred luck, but Dongfang Yu will kill and injure the two popes, and you can add another five hundred luck to Kun'er." Save 10,000 babies and add 1,000 luck to each group, because Jieyangsuo directly used the void compass to save the babies and add 1,000 luck to him. ”

Speaking of this, when he returned, he kept his mouth shut, and said with a smile: "It is said that Huoyuan's sermon and inviting the three quasi-saint protectors are Kun'er's ideas, so let's add another two thousand points to him." ”

Actually, this is really not much, even if the last two merits are the same as the elimination of the cult, at least 4,000 points should be added, but the overall situation has been decided, and naturally no one cares.

"Dao Sect won 1,700 luck in the last competition, and this time it got 4,000, can't more than ten people enter the core of the secret realm?"

Xiong Chayan looked around, but there were no two Dharma protectors, only to see a child standing behind the master, with a face like a full moon, big eyes, and a look of about eight or nine years old. Although it was extremely cute, it could not hide the majestic aura, so he asked: "Little junior brother, are you sanctified in the womb? What is your name? How old are you now?"

After all, it was a child, and the red boy was a little shy, and whispered: "Sister, because I was born like a ball of red light, my mother named me Red Child." Now I'm seven days old. ”

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

A jaw and eyeballs shattered in the hall. Bear tea smoke is directly petrified.

Quasi-saint who is only seven days old, my God

Some disciples can swallow swan eggs with their mouths open, and some are pulling their hair.

Can find this kind of treasure for Xiao Xitian, in addition to luck, how to explain it?

The Confucian sage returned and stroked his hands, and if the sound of a sword sounded in his body, he said in a deep voice: "The inheritance of Xiaoxitian, the four gates cannot be abandoned, and we Confucianism have no other six wants." Pay attention to benevolence and love people, combine and differ, apply to the world, inner and outer kings, the unity of heaven and man, and the world is the same"

All the disciples, no matter which one they are cultivating, are all calm, for fear of missing a word, this is a saint's preaching, insightful insight, and every word.

Dongfang Yu secretly pondered in his heart, although he could not cover the Tao of Confucius and Mencius and Cheng Zhu Lixue in his previous life, but the main points were basically pointed out. I don't know the intentions of the saints, but I listen attentively.

"When I was young, one day my mind was flying, and I made a couplet, and I thought that I had written these six points in general, and I was a little smug. When the sage said this, he twisted his beard and smiled, "But later, a certain talent ran out, and although he made many pairs of lower links, he could not match them like the upper ones, and I regret it, I regret it!"

As soon as Shen Kun heard that it was a couplet, he suddenly came to his senses, and kept looking at Dongfang Yu. Dongfang Yu thought to himself, brother, since ancient times, the Lonely Union has been the most difficult, and how many literati and Confucians have been stumped. What's more, the saint himself can't be right, don't dream.

At this time, everyone in the audience was excitedly waiting for the saint to say the couplet, looking forward to their sudden thoughts and thoughts, and the toad palace would be crowned. But Xiong Chayan, who was the first in the article, had a bitter look on her face, she had been to it at least eight times, and the master was not satisfied at all, how could this be good?

Whenever I think of this half-couplet, the saint is always excited when he returns, and at this time he actually stood up, "desolate and cool" with a sword sound, and a sword shadow appeared out of thin air flying in the air, the trajectory is mysterious, and the mystery is hidden.

Just as everyone was immersed in the simulated swordsmanship, they came back and chanted loudly: "Xitianzhu, Tengxiu enters the green underworld." The straightforward and humble heart has not been revealed, and the deep-rooted Tao is clear. The frost and snow will wither. Rest and hatred, and the big thing will be completed late. It has its own lonely high perched phoenix quality, which can teach the dragon shape. ”

"Good words, good connections!" Dongfang Yu secretly praised in his heart, not only magnificent, but also presented a reclusive Xiaoxitian, but with the world in mind.

Ordinary people can't write poems like this, they don't have the confidence and vision of cultivators. If you want to say who can make such a poem in the previous life, it must be the sword immortal Li Bai, the general Xin Qiji, and the marshal Yue Fei.

But Dongfang Yu searched for dry intestines, until Shenkun, Nangong Zhou, and Long Qi all turned their heads to look at themselves, and they didn't find a suitable one.

At this time, there were already talented and agile people in the temple who began to chant, but when the saint returned, he shook his head frequently. Although some words are luxurious, they do not have a noble and transcendent artistic conception, just like two trouser legs, one red and one black, which are not worthy at all.

In addition to these big names, the poems of those true cultivators may not be gorgeous enough in terms of words, but they will be a lot higher in terms of artistic conception.

Dongfang Yu remembered the "one word to stop killing" and save millions of lives. In his "Rainfront Collection", there are many Taoist poems, and if they are slightly changed, at least they will not lose in the artistic conception.

Thinking of the smugness, Dongfang Yu couldn't help himself, and actually paced out from behind the queue, and said to Shen Kun, who was already trembling with excitement: "Second brother, my brother's words are too stinky, you can write it for me." ”

"Good, good, good. Shen Kun agreed, and immediately took out the pen and paper.

In the astonished gaze of the saint, if no one around the temple was next to Dongfang Yu, he had changed the original work almost, and also chanted loudly:

"Visitors from the east, God-given water and clouds are idle. There is no sun and moon when you are free, and there are barbarians everywhere. The wind and rain are also cheerful. Cultivation matters, the earth axis locks the sky. There is no three-foot sword in and out, and there is a pill of immortality. ”