Out of the dream of Lucheng, through the forest and ravine, after looking at the gate of heaven to arrive at the anointed land.

Pyongyang in the east is fertile for thousands of miles, the lakes are dotted, the sails are contending, and the farmers are plowing in the fields, which is quiet and leisurely.

The sky is clear, the wind and smoke are pleasant, and a delicate and dust-free spirit flows slowly.

Under the shade of the willows, the women embroidered, the people on the street were slightly drunk, and a group of children played around the blue tiles and red walls, occasionally popping out a few familiar poems. It's really a prosperous place of smoke and willows, rich and gentle!

In the days when there was no war, three meals a day was only the simplest happiness, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and nothing seemed to disturb their enjoyment of freedom and peace.

Everyone was fascinated when they saw it, and Du Ruozhou said: "Desert and quiet are quiet and happy, and they are self-satisfied with inaction." ”

Shusha Qingying tilted his head and said: "While coveting the appetite of the mouth, while advocating pure and indifferent, is it a wise tongue or a clever tongue?"

Du Ruozhou said: "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, and the words of the Buddha are slightly the same as what Du Mou saw." ”

Yu Lu teased: "The junior brother actually knows both the mysteries of Buddhism and the essence of Taoism, could it be that the wine and meat monk in the previous life was reincarnated as a fake Taoist priest in this life......"

Qu Yuyi just broke off a willow branch, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help laughing, looked back and smiled: "The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is back." ”

This smile is like a flash in the pan in the eternal night, the shorter it is, the more amazing it is.

Du Ruozhou's heart was already flustered, his face was filled with inexplicable happiness, and he said stupidly: "Eh...... Ho...... My sister is really funny......"

Qu Yuyi's cheeks turned red, and he unexpectedly rubbed the corners of his clothes, his expression was full of shame and panic.

When Su Sha Qingying covered his mouth and snickered, he caught a glimpse of Yu Lu quietly wiping the cold sweat that had not yet flowed out of his sideburns.

Yan Ci said nonsense: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple on the mountain, there was a little monk in the temple, and the little monk had a small wooden fish, knocking every day, and I didn't know what to knock and knock. ”

Du Ruozhou said: "Knock a ghost!"

Yan Ci couldn't help but smile and said: "One day, the little monk moved his heart and asked the Buddha: Why is the wine? One day, the little monk moved his heart and asked, "What is meat?" The little monk thought about it, and after a few days, the little monk asked again: What is the woman's color? The Buddha said: "Impure things." The little monk was full of doubts and failed to become a Buddha. In the next life, the little monk was reincarnated as a little Taoist boy and asked: What is the wine? And he asked, "What is the meat?" and the Tao said: "A thing that nourishes the body." The little monk was in a trance, and then asked: What is the woman? The little monk was confused, and he couldn't realize the Tao in his life, and when he was dying, he lamented: Buddha is not Buddha, and Tao is not Tao. The mountains are always there, and the Dharma is not the same, and this body is burdened by the Buddha's path!"

Du Ruozhou kicked his foot when he heard this, and scolded with a smile: "Bastard boy, dare to arrange me!"

Yan Ci dodged and said, "It's a good allusion, but don't be wrong." ”

The rest of the people are very good, but they have gained a lot from thinking about it, if they can keep their hearts upright, they don't have to try ten thousand laws.

The same end but different paths, the same and a hundred worries, everything in the world is like this!

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The Xilin Wall is far away from the Wangtianmen, and it is the first city to enter the East.

This city is magnificent, built according to the north mountain, and the shape and layout are quite distinctive.

The streets in the city are staggered, vertical and horizontal for dozens of miles, the population is prosperous, the businessmen and tourists gather, and the three religions and nine streams are all-encompassing.

Walk through the long street full of sheng songs, look north out of the city, and step on a straight road to the outskirts of the city.

The straight road is flat and green, and the trees on both sides can accommodate several horse-drawn carriages galloping side by side.

Climb the ten-mile long slope, reappear in the peaks and ridges of the stacked verdant mountains, the title is Xilinfang, and only the cultivators are allowed to enter and exit.

The city wall is high, like a cyan ribbon in the cloud mountain. On the top of the north peak, a hanging spring pours down, spraying beads and splashing jade, and the fog is full of clouds.

Seeing the smoke outside the city, the soles of my feet are light.

The city lord Pan Shenglin is a noble man who is idle at home, inheriting the prince in the world, and the standard etiquette system is very high, he is also the guest elder of the Qingmen courtesy, because of his status, so the monks who come and go here come to visit.

Living high in this city, overlooking the Xilin Wall, all living beings are running around to make ends meet, but he is enjoying the wealth and glory of his birth, which is probably the happiest thing for Pan Shenglin.

The city guards all have the late cultivation of the rotation, because they are praised by people on weekdays, and they are quite arrogant in receiving people and things, and they seem to have forgotten their identity and are just guarding the door.

Tend to be inflammatory, sitting in the well and watching the sky, it seems to be a common problem for all villains in the world, if the master is not negligent in management, it is too informal.

Dogs must be seen in front of the owner, and the monks who come and go are not careful, and they have received the jade pass plate and want to enter the city.

At this moment, I suddenly saw that under the root of the city wall, an old man with a lame and unkempt head staggered to the ground.

The Taoist was sloppy and sloppy, his face was thin, and he held the wine jug in his hand, but the wine had been drunk, and he shook for a long time without a drop.

Lao Dao blinked his dry eyes, snorted twice with a garlic nose, and said with a sad face: "Damn, this wine is unbearable! ”

Of course, when the wine is gone, you have to find a place to drink, and the old road walked to the gate of the city and suddenly smelled the strong aroma of wine, and then got carried away, and turned around and walked in.

There were many pedestrians at the door, all of whom were monks who had gone to Touxi Linfang to rest and assemble, and they were all dumbfounded when they saw this.

Lao Dao had never exuded a trace of spiritual power around his body, and judging by his words and deeds, he didn't seem to be a cultivator.

Even if some monks with advanced Taoism can use hidden magical powers to avoid people's eyes, there are definitely traces on the spiritual disk held by the guards at the city gate. Moreover, everyone has never heard of such a raunchy famous Taoist in the world.

The guards at the city gate couldn't make up their minds at first, and they checked the spirit plate many times, but they didn't see anything unusual, so they determined that this was a confused intruder, so they said loudly: "The city is heavy, and you can't trespass!"

Lao Dao was very puzzled, and asked casually, "Why?"

A monk scolded with a smile: "The ignorant old man is still asking questions, but you can go quickly, lest others chase you." ”

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Why should Xiaoyou hurt people with his mouth? People in the world go all over the world, and Lao Dao just wants to go into the city to drink wine." ”

The monk waved his hand and expelled, "Go, go, it's my business!"

The old man was sloppy, but his lenient cultivation skills were not bad, and instead of making trouble, he asked in a gentle tone: "Could it be that the city is not very peaceful?"

The monk was very impatient and rebuked, "It's your business!"

In the eyes of this person, there are only two things in the world, one is about my, and the other is about you.

Such an indifferent and impersonal attitude attracted everyone's attention, and the clay man also had three points of earthiness, and the anger of the old Tao suddenly attacked, and no one could hold it back as soon as it attacked.

A violent spirit rose into the sky, turning into a golden monster and entering the city with a fierce force.

Suddenly, the golden shadow flashed in front of him, and suddenly exploded, the golden romance was empty, and the wall tiles in the sky were like popcorn baked, and they were instantly lifted.

Boom! The deafening sound of the explosion reached the ears at this time, and it shocked the monks out of their bodies.

This inconspicuous old way is actually a hidden infant monk!

A large section of the city wall disappeared completely, but no one was injured, and the raging golden waves passed by, and the force of the explosion did not affect anyone.

This person's aura is so restrained that it is difficult to even detect the spirit measuring disk, presumably he has practiced some kind of supernatural power that is good at concealment.

In addition, it controls its mana from the heart, and it can still handle it so accurately after casting, which is definitely an extremely rare existence among infant monks!

The old way is calm, not to mention tearing down a door, as if overturning a city is the real.

A cadre of cultivators was stunned, and suddenly heard the sound of cranes chirping in the city, clear and melodious.

Staring into the distance, a gold-paved seven crane treasure chariot is rising, the treasure chariot is dotted with green leaves and peach blossoms, the surrounding glow is dense, and there are thousands of rui qi.

Heaven and earth are suddenly filled with a rich and domineering charm! The city lord Pan Shenglin's substitute for Luanyu is actually pulled by seven cranes and made of divine peach wood that absorbs the essence of the stars.

The cranes are chirping in the clouds, the wings are flying in the snow, and the treasure is dragging the rainbow-like peach blossom rain.

After that, a few figures were clustered, and the shadows were like flying wilds, and suddenly crossed several miles of land in front of everyone's eyes.

On top of the treasure, there is a handsome and mighty middle-aged monk who has the appearance of a dragon and a tiger.

His black hair was scattered, his black robe was fluttering, his wide mouth was full of short hair, and his cold and sharp eyes above the eagle's nose were full of contempt for all beings.

"There are all inside, all walks are outside", Pan Sheng was born to enjoy the blessings of Qi Tian, and took the road of kingship!

He can see through the old Taoist cultivation at a glance, but in the past hundred years, no one has dared to make trouble outside Xilinfang, and no one can be an exception!

Pan Shenglin carelessly stroked the cold light wrench embedded in his finger, and asked: "The person who comes is a guest, the guest is as the host, and the Taoist friend is deceiving no one under the king's door?"

This person doesn't care about right and wrong, and his thoughts of favoring the city guards are self-evident.

That old Taoist is like an ascetic who lives in seclusion in the mountains, and rarely walks in the red dust, so he doesn't know the rules of Xilinfang at all.

Seeing Pan Shenglin and the digital infant monks pouring into the nest, he had vaguely guessed some reasons, but his interest was not here.

His heart turned with his thoughts, and the spiritual pressure around his body rose again, and the fierce and uncast energy was like several copper walls pushing outward, and the soul measuring disk whined.

The onlookers were all discolored, and some people exclaimed, "Infant Transformation Great Perfection cultivator!"

Pan Shenglin's expression froze, the cultivation of the old way was between himself and himself, but the golden Tai Chi pattern faintly emerging in his qi all showed that this was a great monk with both attack and defense.

The Taoist changed his thin appearance, and his skin bloomed with a hint of brilliance, and he said with a radiant spirit: "The old Taoist has always been unlearned, and today I can learn from Taoist friends by chance, and I hope to be successful." After saying that, his expression was suffering from gains and losses, and it seemed that his skills were unbearable.

Knowing oneself and knowing the other party can survive a hundred battles, but unfortunately Pan Shenglin has never heard of this person, and he didn't want to have a personal grudge against him, but the more uninteresting the Taoist is, the more angry he is.

The hegemon is brave and resolute, not to mention that he occupies the right time and place, so why not fight with it!

Pan Shenglin was arrogant and said freely: "The lord wishes with the guest, and this king should accompany him." ”

The old Taoist was happy to show his strength, and suddenly, a string of flutes floated in his ears.

The flute sound is ethereal, lingering with endless feelings and concerns.

Everyone was fascinated and looked at the sound, only to see a tall figure on the top of the distant mountain holding the flute and blowing horizontally, and the smoke rolled under his feet, even if his eyesight was strong, he could not see his true face clearly.

The flute gradually turned rapid, and the clear notes collided in the mountains, drifting around, full of sad parting.

The old Taoist shook his head and sighed when he heard this, and suddenly passed away in a hurry, leaving side by side with the man, but he didn't say goodbye.

An indescribable emotion surged in the field, and after a long time, Pan Shenglin retracted his gaze and said coldly: "This gate should be guarded, and all of them will be killed." Then he took the treasure and drove back to the city, leaving only a wail.

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