Xiao Feng's arrival did not affect Xiao Shanfeng's daily life.

Leng Qingsong repaired the roof.

Chen Changsheng didn't know what to do in his room.

Bai Feiyu was still standing on the branch and pretending to be forced.

Hu Tutu still flies around riding his paper crane.

It's just that there is one more boy carrying bluestone on the plank road, and it is Xiao Feng who repairs the plank road.

If everyone has something to do, it means I have nothing to do.

Ouyang was slumped in his recliner, holding a book in his hand, dozing off.

Everything in the small courtyard seemed so calm.

Only occasionally the sound of salutes from Qingyun Peak disturbed people's dreams.

As the time of the sect is getting closer and closer.

The sects that invited the ceremony also came to the Qingyun Sect one after another.

Every time a sect comes, Qingyun Peak will resound with the roar of a salute.

There were more than ten times more streamers than usual, and from time to time they crossed the blue sky.

The entire Qingyun Sect seemed to be extremely busy.

It was as if the small mountain had been forgotten.

Suddenly, a Sanskrit sound that resounded through the world came from Qingyun Peak.

Originally, on the Qingyun Peak of Xuanzong Daomen, the Buddha's light was all over the sky, and there seemed to be a Buddha talking about the Tao.

Ouyang took the book off his face, looked in the direction of Qingyun Peak with a surprised expression, and said in a lost voice, "What's the matter?" Did the great monk hit the mountain? ”

Bai Feiyu, who was standing on the branch, looked in the direction of Qingyun Peak, shook his head and said, "It seems that someone is talking about Qingyun Peak." Buddhism seems to have produced an amazing reincarnation of the Buddha. ”

"The reincarnation of the Buddha? The legendary Son of Buddhism? Ouyang suddenly became interested.

The year before last, I heard that Buddhism had produced an amazing holy son.

Legend has it that as soon as this person entered the Buddha's door, he attracted the Buddha's golden body to open his mouth and give his name.

One year to build the foundation, three years to tie the Dan, five years to infant.

Xiuwei's upgrade speed is like a ghost.

At the age of eighteen, the eighteen abbots of Da Ling Mountain Temple, the holy land of Taoism, are not left behind!

Buddhism has this person, this is a great prosperity!

Ouyang looked at this movement, and at first he thought that those people outside were really good at blowing, but now it seems that there is really something about what he said.

Just as Ouyang was thinking about whether to eat melons and see which unlucky guy was used as a stepping stone by others.

Seven copper bells suddenly rang from the top of Qingyun Peak.

The sound of the bronze bell was distant but not harsh, but it easily reached the ears of everyone in the Qingyun Sect.

This is the sound of the summoning bell of the sect!

The seven voices represent that all the disciples of all the peaks will go to Qingyun Peak to discuss matters.

It is also called the rocking bell by Ouyang.

It means that something has happened to the sect, and the speed code people of each peak!

Ouyang sat up from the recliner and said with interest: "Let's go, let's take a look, the last time the bell rang, it was to compete for which peak Xiaobai entered, and today there are melons to eat." ”

Leng Qingsong and Bai Feiyu walked with their swords.

Chen Changsheng followed closely with Xiao Feng, who didn't know how to resist the sword.

Hu Tutu and Ouyang sat on the paper crane and followed slowly.

All the members of the small mountain peak were dispatched, leaving only one Tibetan fox to guard the house.

After all, eating melons is not a common thing in the boring years of cultivating immortals.

When everyone came to the foot of Qingyunfeng Mountain, it was already crowded and crowded.

All the inner disciples have gone over a thousand together, except for some retreats, all who can come have come.

As soon as Ouyang arrived at Qingyun Peak, he saw Ling Feng being beaten.

Tsk, is there a heavenly reason?

Every time he goes out to top the pot, it is Lao Ling who is the one who has a good temper and is still the head disciple.

Every time someone else came up and kicked the door, Lao Ling was beaten first.

Doesn't this bully honest people?

It's a pity that the good positions are occupied by others, and there is no good position for eating melons.

Ouyang glanced at Leng Qingsong, and Leng Qingsong held his sword in his heart and walked in the direction with the best position.

On the high point of a boulder, more than a dozen disciples of Qianjian Peak stood with swords, watching with relish.

After all, they asked the Jianfeng people to be powerful, and such a good place would be robbed by them.

Dare to do it? Have you asked me about these dozen long swords?

Just as they were watching with relish, the person who came to ask them about a dozen long swords came.

Leng Qingsong, who was dressed in black, jumped onto the boulder and spit out two words in a cold voice: "Go down!" ”

The disciple who had never seen Leng Qingsong was immediately furious, this kid really didn't open his eyes, and he was about to draw his sword immediately.

But the person on the side grabbed the hilt of the sword and whispered a few words.

The disciple who wanted to draw the sword suddenly shrank his head, glanced at Leng Qingsong with some fear, and followed the senior brothers to jump from the boulder to the stone occupied by Tianyan Peak.

"Go down! Dare to resist, have you asked me about these dozen long swords? ”

The disciple of Tianyan Peak looked at the disciple of Jian Peak with an arrogant face, and dared not speak angrily.

The small mountain peak got the best viewing position, and Ouyang sat lazily on the big rock and hugged Hu Tutu, watching what was happening in the field.

Bai Feiyu is on the left, Leng Qingsong is on the right, and Xiao Feng is slightly behind.

When Chen Changsheng saw the scene in front of him, he had already frowned and retreated to the back of all the people who ate melons.

In the field, a polished bald head is sitting cross-legged, exuding the light of the Buddha all around, and his mouth is like a river.

Grass grows from boulders beneath him, and flowers grow from under the futons.

On the other side, Ling Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, his brows were tightly locked, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to refute it, and under the suppression of the Buddha's light, even his own true yuan was suppressed and couldn't move in the dantian.

"Dare to ask Senior Brother, the Tao is a Buddha, do you have any doubts?" The bald boy in the yellow robe suddenly shouted.

Ling Feng, whose Dao heart was damaged, spat out blood, supported the ground with one hand, and looked at the bald boy with a weak face.

The original good looks, coupled with the damage of the Dao heart, showed a sickly look on his face.

There was a panicked shout all around.

"Senior Brother Ling Feng, let's admit defeat."

"Senior Brother Ling Feng, even if we lose, we will always love you."

"Senior brother, come to my room at night, and I'll heal you!"

……

Ling Feng, who had a righteous face, bowed his hand slightly towards the bald young man, and said weakly: "Senior Brother Huizhi is high-minded, Ling Feng is dull, but I still insist, Buddha is Buddha, Tao is Tao, and my Tao is not lonely!" ”

After saying that, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth again, but there was no wavering on his resolute face.

Let the disciple who was confused by the Dao heart on the side for a while bow his head in shame.

Huizhi looked at Ling Feng with a resolute face, and also sighed and said: "Brother Dao is strong-willed, Huizhi has only seen it in his life, and Huizhi also admires it." ”

This great monk is really good at being a man, and if he wins the other party, he will return it to the other party, and he will immediately win the goodwill of the surroundings.

For the Dao that damaged Ling Feng's Dao heart, they all forgave the young man in front of them for Ling Feng.

And Ouyang, who was nibbling on an apple, looked at the template of the bald boy, and showed a surprised expression on his face:

Name: Hui Zhi (Buddha Gate Holy Son Pseudo)

Cultivation for: Yuan Infant Ninefold

Root bones: 9

Charisma: 9

Lucky: 9

Buddhist Qualification: 11

Proprietary Skills: Buddha is me

The pseudo behind the Holy Son of Buddhism in this parenthesis is really too intriguing.