Time is in this boring life day after day continues to pass, the news of Baiyun Yimai came to the temple two months later, I don't know how Zhou Xiangxiu and Qingfeng coped, Tianyi Sect's golden sword order hung in Xihua Mansion, claiming that Baiyun Yimai is their subordinate sect, hoping that the Yongnan factions will give face, don't harass the Qingxiu in the mountains if they have nothing to do, and at the same time ensure that the Baiyun Yimai will not expand wantonly, and will not harm the basic interests of Yongnan Wulin.

The Yongnan martial arts that have been noisy for a while can be regarded as stopping, and the Yongnan martial arts can be regarded as officially recognizing the existence of the Baiyun lineage, although many people in the sect are very tired of the hand stretched out by the Tianyi Sect, but now it is the time when the Tianyi Sect and Xiyi are fighting Luozhou, and the imperial court has made it clear that it will fully support the Tianyi Sect to fight the national war, and no one needs to jump out at this time and sing against the general trend.

After sending the letter, Ran Zhan returned to the lower courtyard to continue to do his salt dealer business, and the business is getting bigger and bigger, I don't know how much business in the temple has been sent, and he has registered in the King Kong Gate and become a formal temple businessman.

It is said that after the boy saw the letterhead left by Bai Yunzi, his temperament changed greatly, and he did not go out to attract bees and butterflies, but instead made a bitter oath to practice martial arts, and the disciples in Hetou Town converted to Tianyi Sect, they still acted as usual, and did not provoke the old turtle who shrank by the lake all day long.

Stone and Li Yongqiang was accepted by Hongxin as a closed disciple, carefully taught, there is a Hongxin master is now the head of the old monk Huisheng covered, Baoshan that group of people no longer dare to look for their bad luck, these two months two people cultivated for the big progress, according to the temple trail rumors, the two are estimated to have the eight products of the wood brand armor skills.

The treasure vase practiced beside the master all day long, the proficiency of the three true scriptures and various martial arts was brushed upward, and the three golden Buddhas behind Huang Zhiyu were also becoming more and more condensed, faintly showing signs of parting from the colorful flames in the crane lamp.

Hongnian is to care for and teach him wholeheartedly, what miscellaneous external skills, body methods are poured into his brain, although such a day is not comfortable, but it is still stable, but stable, after the New Year, it will change.

Beijing Di Bao, King Liang took advantage of the reunion of the Han clan to rebel and slaughter 84 people of the Han clan, plus the forbidden army, the Xiyuan school captain's army, and some people in the six doors responded, there was a big war in Shenjing, and the people were killed and injured countless times.

After the six doors were cleared, the sea fishing documents were decentralized, and the first on the list of prisoners was Liu Yu, the son of King Liang, who escaped, the second was Wan Hao, the thief of the six doors who escorted the son of the world, the third was Huo Qingying, the general of the same party of King Liang, and the fourth was Liu Yuanshan, the remnant of the Legalist family.

The county town of Mansushan where the notices were posted was everywhere, and the Tianmen Tiqi of the Jinding Sect and the Nangong family searched everywhere, and the Yongzhou Sect didn't dare to let go of half of the fart, after all, this is a major crime of rebellion, and whoever is contaminated with it is a general theory of rebellion.

The vase is not clear, if Bai Yunzi said, Wan Hao should have informed King Liang of all the benefits and disadvantages, King Liang should not be a fool, even if King Liang is a fool, the strategists next to King Liang should not be fools, since he knows that his intelligence system is full of loopholes, the emperor may have made careful arrangements for his plan, why should he go to Shenjing to kill himself, instead of choosing one of the three strategies, it is simply incomprehensible.

Fortunately, Wanhao was not caught, and no one noticed the Baiyun lineage who conspired with King Liang.

In this way, two years passed without incident, when the Dao treasure bottle was eight years old, people became more and more handsome, and the female disciples in Tsing Yi came to tease a few times from time to time.

Today is the admission of the new Mengtong, and tomorrow is this year's apprentice exam.

Hongnian looked at his twenty-six disciples, his eyes still fell on Huang Zhiyu, this kid is simply a monster, all kinds of martial arts can be called superb, if he doesn't use internal force when practicing with him, Hongnian is not his opponent, although this kid's internal strength is not strong, but relying on those messy martial arts, he can completely crush the vast majority of novices this year.

"You really don't want to take the big exam?"

Hongnian still has to confirm that the short board of the vase is only internal force, but it is not too short, and he can definitely pass this year's big exam, but after Hongnian said it to him, the vase was unwilling to participate in advance, and the reason was very simple, he was obsessed with Buddhism and couldn't extricate himself.

"The disciple is devoted to the Buddha, but the time has not come, and he is unwilling."

"Did you really learn it?"

Seeing the treasure bottle poking and nodding, Hongnian really wanted to slap him in the face, in today's world, what can Monk Wen do, you are a genius with good bones, do you want to live like a mascot?

And the mascots have been traveling west for two years, God knows if they have arrived safely with the body poison, with the skills of the eighteen guarding monks, they may not be able to protect them.

After the mascots left, the Vajra Monastery completely abandoned the morning, noon and evening classes, and the two waste dim sum sons of Wison couldn't even speak smoothly, let alone chant and worship the Buddha for the novices, holding a book every day in the Daxiong Treasure Hall to pretend, the novices used to practice martial arts by themselves, to be honest, this is indeed beneficial, the novices have improved a lot of martial arts in the past two years, but there are some things, and after completely abandoning them, they feel that they are not right.

Hongnian has a lot of things in his heart that he doesn't want to say, he can't say it, he is a neutral faction, the master has long been seated, there is no strong background, and it is untenable to rely on fighting and killing alone.

He shook his head and agreed to the willfulness of the vase, but he didn't know that the vase today was a critical day, and it was impossible to participate in the big test of what he was talking about, his Lotus Sutra, Diamond Sutra, and Great Light Mantra have tended to be complete since last month, and the three statues in the book Lu are even more staring, vivid, but they always feel that something is missing, and they can't talk about something complementary to each other when they secretly go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to communicate with Yuantong, so they can only rely on looking at those apocryphal scriptures, constantly scrutinizing the dialectic, expanding the scope of knowledge, and dialecticing with Yuantong on the side. Day by day, he stayed up and persecuted the feeling of integration towards the peak, and in the past few days, the three golden Dharma phases have become more and more round and full, and there is a feeling of swelling and pain in his head, and he tosses and turns at night in pain, and his spirit is sluggish.

At first, Hongnian thought that he had gone wrong in his practice, but after some investigation, he found that he was insomnia, and it was rare for an 8-year-old child to have insomnia.

But it is still useless, the crane lamp in the vase book seems to be stimulated by something, and the three golden Dharma phases are burned and tempered at every turn.

The vase faintly felt that something big was going to happen in his body, he ran the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to run more diligently, went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion early in the morning on the day of the big exam, bypassed the drunken abbot's son, after reading the three volumes of scriptures, his eyes were suddenly very sour, only to feel that the sun in the sky was extremely dazzling, so he walked out of the attic and looked at the sky, the sun sprinkled by the sun was colorful, there were countless subtle golden points of light looming in front of him, and a heavy feeling hit his eyebrows, he sat quietly on the stone bench in the small courtyard and closed his eyes, and his breathing frequency gradually slowed down, Before you know it, you're settled.

Yuantong, who carried the broom out to sweep and sprinkled, saw him cross-legged on the stone bench and breathed quietly, walked in to take a closer look, his eyes shrank, but he saw a subtle soft Buddha light behind the vase's head, he was well-informed, and he had never seen this kind of miracle, and he looked left and right at the moment, and the two fingers in his hand clicked, and the stupid monk who was lying at the door and sleeping soundly tilted his head and passed out.

Yuantong sat down facing the vase, staring at the courtyard door with his eyes, the broom in his hand had already fallen behind him, his hands were folded, and he silently recited the Heart Sutra towards the vase, at this time the Buddha light behind the vase became heavier and heavier, almost without careful identification, you can see the apricot yellow light, Yuantong saw as if he was fascinated, he believed in Buddhism, also practiced Buddha, naturally knew that the light was recorded in the Heart Sutra like the Buddha's light, today to see, if you meet the real Buddha, that can not be excited.

Looking at it, the six caves behind Yuantong emerged, the four caves that flashed with golden light were really attracted by the Buddha's light behind the vase, and slowly moved closer to him, the four caves gradually merged into the Buddha's light, hidden, about two hours later, Yuantong had turned over thirteen wine and meat monks who came to call friends, and the fat monks piled up outside the courtyard, becoming a wonder.

Yuantong stared at the Buddha light behind the vase's head with some anxiety, the Buddha light was fixed at the size of a basin, hanging motionless behind him, there was no difference in it, but his own four caves were nowhere to be seen, this, isn't this a kidnapping of the cave?

Just when Yuantong couldn't stop stepping forward to touch the Buddha's light, the Buddha's light appeared in seven colors, and the four caves flew out in turn, falling into the back of Yuantong's head, he quickly looked inside, but saw a cave in the sky, a Bodhisattva holding a fire lotus, stepping on the blood-colored lotus platform stood in it with his eyes closed, surrounded by a sea of swords and fire, full of blood, how to look like an evil Bodhisattva.

But after all, Yuantong is a person who has read Buddhist scriptures, and at a glance he recognized the Nanwu Great Trend Bodhisattva in the cave, and his heart was shocked, and he practiced Buddhism and Zen meditation for 58 years, and today he can be regarded as seeing the real Bodhisattva.

The colorful Buddha light behind the vase flickered for a quarter of an hour before drowning in the midday sun, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yuantong rubbing his eyes vigorously in front of him, and he was about to ask a question, Yuantong stretched out his hand to stop it, and said:

"You are the reincarnation of the Buddha, this matter cannot be done, leave quickly, the old man will finish for you, remember, we will meet again tomorrow morning."

“......”

"Don't go yet!"

The vase nodded, turned around and swept past the group of wine and meat monks piled up into a mountain of meat, and fled back to the Dharma Hall in a bit of a hurry, Yuantong stretched out his hand and shook it, and the fork-headed broom flew into his hand, he flew over the courtyard gate, and swept towards the pile of meat mountains on the ground, and the thirteen fat monks unconsciously flew towards the waste lying at the door, and the fourteen people crashed into a ball, and they couldn't wake up for a while.