Everyone saw Wuxu drinking and enjoying himself there, and wandered elsewhere, knowing that it would be difficult to find out any news at the banquet tonight. That Changqingzi is good at dancing with long sleeves, sitting under Zhang Tianshi, frequently inviting people to raise a glass and drink, and from time to time to talk about some customs and customs of the south of the Yangtze River, anecdotes, for a while, the guests and hosts in the pavilion on the pond are happy, and they are happy. However, when the two lamas who were re-sent by the national teacher Qiangba Mule, Gesang Hu and Gesang Li, halfway, took an opportunity to sell a good one to the Heavenly Master's Mansion, it seems that they don't remember the scene when the two of them were crushed under the mountain talisman and were embarrassed and angry. It caused the people next to him to be secretly disdainful.

Wuxu looked at it coldly, touched the yellow silk in his arms, and lost his mind again. The first two sentences of this yellow silk written by Ba Si Pa are obviously talking about himself, on the surface, saying that he has cultivated to the Dharma Realm without dying in great calamities, and he is giving the name Huiming, but in fact, he is enlightened and knows his heart, which is implying that he already knows that he is not Moen. As for the last two sentences, it is obvious that Yu Daomen competed with each other and secretly showed favor to the Longhushan faction. Let yourself present it to Zhang Tianshi, although he did not say it explicitly, but Wu Xuan faintly felt that he was secretly handing it over to him. It's strange that why do you put these contents together, and also ask yourself, a person whose origin is unknown, who killed his disciple, to hand them over? Wuxu came out of the third prince, Balzoda, and has been thinking about these problems until now, and he is very hesitant to push the boat down the river and find an opportunity to hand this thing over to Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain. Until the night banquet dispersed, Wuxu still couldn't understand it.

However, it is said that not long after the night banquet dispersed, a long bell rang in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, which at first only echoed in the mansion, and when it reached seven, eighty, or nine, the bell spread to the peaks of Longhu Mountain, as if to sweep away all kinds of mortal dust suffered by those cultivators in the daytime noise. And the Heavenly Master's Mansion suddenly fell into silence with the sound of the bell that had only dispersed for a long time.

Wuxu was sitting in a quiet room, about to enter the mandala Dharma realm to practice, but he heard Xuanjizi whispering outside the window, "Can Master Huiming come out and talk about it?" Wuxu thought for a moment, then got up and walked out, and saw Xuanjizi standing under a peach tree, standing with a smile. Wu Xuan pinched the blue sea pearl in his hand, looked at him for a moment, and asked slowly, "I don't know the real person, what do you have to teach when you come to visit late at night?" Xuanjizi held the dust whisk in his hand and chuckled, "Xuanjizi has no ill will towards the master, why did the master see him like this? Fortunately, with the help of the master that day, you and I got rid of the brother of Nabaltu Balzan." Since Nabaltu desperately blew himself up, Poor Dao was also seriously injured, and the ban laid by the ancestor was even more powerless at that time. Please also ask the master not to misunderstand the poor road and not come to the rescue. Wuxu didn't say anything, just folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, "The situation of the day, the little monk naturally saved, and he was really worried." The master also said that I escaped death with the name Huiming. Under the words, Ba Si Pa also pinched his nose and recognized himself as a fake apprentice, don't think about coercing these with your mysterious son Tong Yuchun.

That Xuanjizi seemed to have figured out this layer of joints a long time ago, and he was not surprised to hear Wuxu's words, shook the dust with his hand, and gave a one-handed salute, "The master is not only blessed with a great life, but also because of this opportunity, he realized the hundred-character inscription left by the ancestor master, and was given the name Huiming by the old national teacher of Ba Sipa, which is really gratifying." After a slight pause, he straightened up again, pointed to a mountain peak behind the Heavenly Master's Mansion and said, "Speaking of which, the Buddha and the Taoist family, you and I are considered to be fellow believers." Today in that hall, the master and the Heavenly Master's Mansion have a fight, which is wonderful. Poor Dao also saw that the hunting heart was happy, and he dared to ask the master to move, go to the peak, and talk about Buddhism and Taoism while admiring the moon, how about it?" Although Wuxu knew that Xuanjizi was a person with ill intentions, and his cultivation was far above himself, he faintly guessed that Xuanjizi was only afraid to explore the intention of Ba Sipa, and the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, so after a little thought, he nodded, and followed Xuanjizi quietly flew out of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and went straight to Longhu Mountain.

In a quiet room in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Zhang Tianshi was wearing a silk robe with gold wire, sitting on a soft couch covered with tiger skin, his eyes slightly closed. In the middle of the soft couch there is a small table made of thousand-year-old sandalwood, and there is an antique three-eared incense burner placed on the table, in which the agarwood taken from the depths of the East China Sea is burned, not wafting out a refreshing aroma. Suddenly, the wooden door opened without wind, and Changqingzi, who had been waiting outside the door, walked in, walked in, walked through the red incense wax that was nine hundred and eighty-one arms thick, came to the soft couch, and said respectfully, "Xuanjizi invited Huiming to fly to Tianren Peak in the back mountain. Zhang Tianshi listened to Changqingzi's report, slowly opened his eyes, two rays of light shot out, looked at the carved beams and paintings on the roof, and said quietly, "The south is one and the north are all true, this is a family, but there are always people who feel that this Tianshi's mansion, carved beams and painted walls, is comfortable to live in." "Changqingzi knew that the ancestors of the Longhu Mountain Zhengyi Sect had their own ideas, and when they heard Zhang Tianshi's words, they couldn't answer the words randomly, so they just stood there and stood silently.

The Celestial Master raised his eyes and looked at the roof, as if he had wandered into the starry sky outside the house, and only then did he say again, "Well, let's show our ancestors and see how they decide." After speaking, he got up and changed into a robe, flicked his long sleeves, and disappeared with Changqingzi.

Let's say that Wuxu followed Xuanjizi and came to the top of a peak in the mountain behind the Heavenly Master's Mansion and fell. But see, the full moon is in the sky, the sky is cloudless, above the peak, the wind is gusting, and the twilight is vast under the steep hanging walls around. The mysterious man smiled lightly, "This place is wonderful, it is difficult for the laity to come, and the bright moon is where the master and the poor Dao sit and talk about the Tao." Wuxu smiled, found a boulder and sat down, looked at Xuanjizi with a little deep meaning, and said, "The cultivation of real people is far beyond that of the little monk, how dare the little monk sit and discuss with the real person." The little monk guessed that the real person had doubts in his heart. Real person, please ask, the little monk can solve the doubts, not worrying. Xuan Jizi was stunned, clapped his hands and smiled, "It's poor and hypocritical." After speaking, he gently danced the dust in his hand, pondered for a moment, turned his back to Wuxu, walked straight to the edge of the cliff, and said in a low voice, "The master has recently entered the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, how does it feel?" Wuxu looked at the large majestic Taoist mansion at the foot of Xuanjizi, and blurted out without thinking, "Solemn and special, the atmosphere is myriad." Xuanjizi turned around and asked again, "Does the master know what the name of this peak is?" Wuxu shook his head, "The little monk is lonely and unheard, and I also ask the master to give advice." ”

This peak is called Tianren Peak, which is the name of Zhang Zhen, the twentieth generation of Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, and takes the virtue of a good life in heaven, and the righteousness of all the people in the world of benevolence and righteousness. ”

Wuxu nodded.

Xuan Jizi suddenly turned around, looked at Wu Xu, and then raised his hand to whisk the dust, and suddenly pointed at the Heavenly Master's Mansion with layers of carved beams and paintings at his feet, "Master, when you enter the mansion today, have you ever seen many ragged people still expanding and repairing this magnificent Heavenly Master's Mansion covering an area of hundreds of acres?"

Wuxu tilted his head slightly, remembering what he had seen and heard when he entered the Heavenly Master's Mansion in the morning, and nodded slightly.

Xuanjizi stood under the moon, with a solemn expression, a Taoist robe swaying in the wind, and he was like a fairy. Seeing Wuxu nodded, he said loudly, "I live in the north with the Quanzhen Sect, but I don't dare to forget the sufferings of the world. On the same day, the emperor of the Song Dynasty was absurd and unreasonable, and the Mongolian Yuan court was prosperous, and it was said that there was an ancestor Changchun Zhenren, and the Tao Te Ching said that the world was governed by pure and innocent Tao Te Ching, and he did not take a reward or pay a lama. Now that the Yuan Dynasty has no way, the world is suffering, and Longhu Mountain has to be in charge, but it ignores the people in the world and only covets the glory and wealth of this world. ”

Wuxu knew the many meanings of Xuanjizi's words, hesitated for a moment, held the Buddha beads in his hand, and said, "The master just asked me to come up the mountain and say hello on my behalf, and there was nothing else to say. The Quanzhen Sect is not necessary, and there are secret doubts. ”

Xuan Jizi became more and more excited the more he spoke, and snorted lightly, "That Ba Si Pa is the national teacher of the Yuan Dynasty who has long since retired, and this time I sent you up the mountain to say hello, it is obvious that there is a connection." The master should know it. ”

Wuxu thought to himself, I don't care what your Xuanjizi Quanzhen Sect means, but I just assume the status of a lama who is a disciple of the Eight Sipa, and I really don't want to get involved in this kind of sectarian fighting, and I was about to take out the yellow silk that the Eight Sipa gave me in my arms, but I heard a soft snort in the air.

Although the sound is like a mosquito ant, it is like a thunderbolt in the ear. Wuxu could barely sit upright, and was about to fall off the boulder. finally stopped his body, but he saw Xuanjizi shouting violently, pulling out the Yellow Dragon Sword and flying in the air.

That's right

Tianren Peak will be mysterious, and the bright moon will be one.

A soft snort came out slowly, and the dust shook the yellow dragon.