Chapter 338 Worrying

From that day on, Su Ji was safe and secure in Taoran Pavilion on Zhengqi Island and became a young shopkeeper. On weekdays, I don't go out, but I just bury my head in sorting out the bookshop cases and current accounts. In his spare time, Su Ji likes to stay in the stack in the backyard of the bookstore, making a cup of tea, holding a scroll, and often does not sleep late at night.

This Tao Ran Pavilion Bookstore, in addition to the Confucian classics in the world, some rare predecessors miscellaneous records, rare books, but above the Lu Mountain, is the world of monks, so there are also some monk exercises, and even pill formulas, books of Qimen Dunjia, jade slips. It's all in the library. All of these are sorted by Su Ji himself, and the value is estimated, whether it is treasured or sold, and all affairs are well organized.

The old shopkeeper Tong Xuan, seeing this, praised him as a book lover, and within a few days, he became a shopkeeper and traveled around.

On this day, a group of Confucian monks came to Tao Ran Pavilion, all in white robes, without squinting, holding swords, and rushing in. Guys, you can recognize at a glance that these people are coming down from Haoran Peak, and while greeting them with a smile on their faces, they hurriedly go to the backyard library to inform Su Ji.

Su Ji received the man's reward, put down the scroll in his hand, came to the front hall, looked at it slightly, clasped his fists in salute, and was about to say hello. The person who was the leader glanced at Su Ji and asked politely, "Your Excellency is the young shopkeeper secretary of Tao Ran Pavilion today?"

Sugi nodded yes. I only heard the man say with a smile, "A few days ago, the old shopkeeper Tong informed Haoran Feng that your bookstore had received a volume of "Three Strategies for Virtue". Now, as the canonization ceremony of the new inner disciples is approaching, I have come to ask for it as a reward for the ceremony. There is a shopkeeper with Lao Sushao. ”

"Three Strategies for Virtue" was written by Dong Zhongshu, a great Confucian of the Western Han Dynasty. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty asked, Dong Zhongshu connected the three strategies, saying that "heaven and man are inducted, and the monarch is divinely granted", and it was suggested that "the Kong family should be deposed and the hundred schools should be deposed." The Spring and Autumn Period is unified, and the king is respected.." For the later generations of Confucianism, it has a considerable role and significance.

Su Ji couldn't help but sink in his heart when he heard this man's words. This volume of "Three Strategies for Virtue" was written by Dong Zhongshu himself. Not only is it of great significance, but also every word on the piece of bamboo slips contains its heroic atmosphere. Su Ji has been holding bamboo slips in his hand for the past few days, reading and reciting them attentively, and under the conscious edification, he was evaluated by Liu Bowen as an impure Confucian atmosphere, and subtly, his outlook has changed greatly.

Unexpectedly, these Haoran Peak Confucian cultivators came to the door today to ask for it. Sugi pondered for a moment, then said to the man, "Please wait a moment. ”

When Su Ji came out of the backyard library, he reluctantly handed over the "Three Virtuous and Virtuous Strategies" written by Dong Zhongshu to that person. The man stroked it lightly with his hand as he probed it with his senses, and then, with a smile of satisfaction, "Thank you." Then he took out two Confucian orders from his bosom, put them on the table, and left with those Confucian cultivators.

The Virtuous Confucian Order is a peer token issued by the Confucian Haoran Peak. Those who hold this token are under the jurisdiction of the Haoran Peak forces, are protected, and can go to Haoran Peak once after reporting and permitting.

A volume of Dong Zhongshu's handwritten, unique "Three Strategies for Virtuous and Virtuous" was exchanged for two Confucian orders by the Confucian monks who came down from Haoran Peak. Su Ji was depressed and unwilling in his heart, but he was helpless, he held back his anger, and sent the group of people from Haoran Peak to the door with a smile, and stood in a daze for a long time before turning around and walking towards the backyard happily.

Su Ji sat in the library blankly, looking at the rows of neatly arranged bookshelves, on which the books were bamboo slips and jade slips, quietly exuding a unique atmosphere. He couldn't help but think of when he was a child, immersed in his grandfather's study, immersed in hard reading. Ten years of hard work, repeated trials, the Yuan capital in the city of fragrant clothes BMW, wearing flowers... Suddenly, I remembered that I was ordered by others, groping for practice, several ups and downs, and went to Lushan, bumpy and displaced...

In the Xuanyingmen tragedy, Zhang Cuilu and others were arrested by Qing Jingfeng, and he urgently summoned Master Wuxu, and then followed Liu Bowen to actively try to rescue Zhang Cuilu and others. When Zhang Cuilu and the others were taken in by Master Yuanfa and left in Lotus Law Peak, he also followed Liu Bowen to Haoran Peak. I thought that I would stay in Haoran Peak and devote myself to practicing Confucianism. Who knows, a few days later, he was called by Liu Bowen.

"Although your cultivation is based on Confucianism, it is mottled and lowly. Now the battle of the Six Peaks is urgent, there are many factions on Haoran Peak, Haoran Zhenjun and others have a deep grudge with Master Wuxu, if I leave you in Haoran Peak, maybe it will bring you death." Liu Bowen's words seemed to be faintly echoing in his ears.

Su Ji calmed down a little, couldn't help but get up, and walked towards the innermost bookshelf in the library. The appearance of this bookshelf is no different from other bookshelves, but most of the ones placed on it are some silk cloth and bamboo slips, a small part of them are some jade slips and jade, but there is no paper one. On this bookshelf, there are monks' books collected by Tao Ran Pavilion, Confucianism and Taoism, and the three religions and nine streams. Sugi, when she first found out, was ecstatic, but then she was disappointed. Su Ji, although his cultivation is only about four layers of mortal dust now, and as Liu Bowen said, the exercises he cultivates are mediocre, but his eyesight is still there. He took a closer look at the books on this shelf, and he knew that all the books on this shelf, whether it was the exercises, formulas, and moves, were all big road goods.

But at this moment, after the Confucian monk of Haoran Peak came to the door and took away the "Three Strategies for Virtue and Virtue" written by Dong Zhongshu, Su Ji raised a wildfire in his heart. He walked casually along the bookshelf, and the fingers on it occasionally unconsciously played with the silk bamboo slips, jade slips and jade slips.

Suddenly, Sugi stopped, lowered his head, bent down, and picked up a thin piece of silk from the ground. What catches your eye is the four black characters in the seal body, "Nine Changes of Xuanying". Su Ji was shocked in his heart, the matter of Xuanying Gate had just passed, and the word Xuanying really made people's hearts palpitate. But this thin silk seems to have an indescribable magic, but Su Ji's eyes can no longer be taken off. He stood there motionless, like a stone carving, before he raised his head for a long time and muttered to himself, "The Rakshasa Peak True Spirit Great Monk Black Dragon makes Wen Tianxiang worthy of being the former prime minister of the dynasty who wrote the Song of Righteousness. This Xuanying Nine Changes, the Inner Saint and the Outer King, the mystery is incomparable. ”

After Su Ji finished speaking, he woke up suddenly and looked around hurriedly. The library was quiet, there was no one else, the inlaid night pearl on the ceiling, glowing with a faint light, Su Ji's figure on the ground, on the bookshelf, curved. Su Ji suddenly saw the bookshelf opposite, that is, the penultimate bookshelf in the library, there was a gap. He turned back and walked to the front of the bookshelf, where a small yellow paper label was pasted with four block letters, "Three Strategies for Virtue".

This thin silk that records the nine changes of Xuanying must have been hidden in the bamboo slip by the former owner of the "Three Strategies of Virtue". Just now, those Haoran Peak Confucian monks opened their mouths to ask for it, and they were secretly angry in their hearts, and when they entered the library and took out this "Three Strategies for Virtue", their strength was a little great, and they seemed to have bumped into the bookshelf.

"I can't imagine that there is a providence in the dark!" Su Ji suddenly said this sentence without a beginning or an end, calmly tucked the thin silk into his sleeve, looked around again, and floated out.

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It is said that Wuxu was in the Sakya Temple on the snowy plateau of the world, and together with Dorjee, he practiced the technique of starfall and cloud dispersion with Master Pasipa . Wuxu practiced starfall, and Dorjee practiced cloudfall. On the day of the completion of the technique, Pasipa went to Lushan. Wuxu and Duoji, but because of these few days, accidentally talked about the world's four major Buddhist dojos, only the Guanyin Bodhisattva dojo has not yet visited together, so they will not go to Lushan for the time being, and go to Putuo Island in the East China Sea first.

Because on the West Lake that day, Wuxu and Dorjee had an agreement with Na Shen/Changqi. Shen/Changqi strictly restrained the East China Sea Demon Clan, and was quite courteous to the Buddhism in the territory under his jurisdiction, and even repaired all the large and small temples on Putuo Island. Therefore, Wuxu and Duoji went out of Dinghai City, Zhoushan, and from a distance on the sea, they saw the direction of Putuo Island, a golden light. A little closer, the sound of Buddha incense and Sanskrit drifted with the wind. Wuxu was quite relieved in his heart, "I have received a lot of grace from Guanyin Bodhisattva, but I have never been able to repay it." What I saw today, its long incense was prosperous, and it was also a concern that I had hidden deep in my heart. ”

When they arrived at Putuo Island, the two of them straightened their monk's robes with their true faces and entered the Baotuo Guanyin Temple with their palms together. There are dozens of monks in that temple, but none of them know Wuxu and Dorjee. The governor monk, who only thought it was a monk from Youfang, came out to accompany the two of them for a while, said a few words, and then apologized for the crime and received other pilgrims.

Wuxu was not angry but happy, personally led Dorjee, came to the Mahavira Treasure Hall, respectfully paid homage to the Buddha Buddha, came to Guanyin Bodhisattva Cihang Pudu, stared for a long time, and then said to Dorjee, "Earlier in the East China Sea, Guanyin Bodhisattva first incarnated to show the remnants, and then appeared here, with the Bodhi water in the bottle, washing the body of Wuxu and breaking the vows. "This matter, Wuxu had mentioned it to Dorjee before, and at this moment it is so solemn in the future, although it is only a short word, but it has a deep meaning.

On that day, Wuxu held the Nebula Bamboo in his hand and rescued Dorjee from Zhao Tong's Demon Banner Array, Dorjee was like a dying man, and like a newborn baby, shrunk into a ball, floating and sinking in the breath of the Wuxu Law Realm. After coming out, the eyes that looked at Wuxu seemed to be a little different. Especially after he had experienced the erosion of his body and mind by the karma of resentment, his gentle smile, against the backdrop of the lotus-like black mark on his forehead, made Wu feel numb, and felt extremely charming and weird. As early as when he was in the Yuandu Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, Wuxu overheard that some senior monks of Lamaism who were disciplined and ordained and were not close to women were actually very fond of men. At that time, Wu Xuan was not more important, but he smiled faintly, and secretly said in his heart, "These lamas, who are in retreat in the temple all the year round, do not go out of the door and do not step out, and hold back for too long, so that their psychology is a little distorted, and women dare not love and can't love, and they love the same sex around them." ”

Unexpectedly, Dorjee has also been a little bit of this sign recently. He took care of himself in the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, and stood up for himself several times later, and even did not hesitate to open the killing ring on Handcang Mountain, and a few days ago he did not hesitate to disobey the orders of the Ba Si Pa master, and secretly followed him and himself to the cave in Lihu Lake. When Wuxu thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more inappropriate he felt. Although, after returning to Sakya Monastery from Lihu, Dorjee expelled the karma of resentment, and his expression and demeanor were extremely clear and calm, but every time Wuxu was alone with him, he still felt very strange and awkward, and his heart was not at peace.

Therefore, when Dorjee proposed a trip to Putuo Island in the East China Sea, Wuxu was very embarrassed at first, hesitated for a long time, and then agreed, thinking in his heart, take this opportunity to warn him tactfully. Wuxu, this sentence before Guanyin Bodhisattva Cihang Pudu originated from this. In front of the world-honored and bodhisattvas, say about leakage, say about breaking vows, and say washing.

I saw that Dorjee stood solemnly with his palms together and nodded silently, but there was no expression on his face.

After a while, Fang Cai slowly said, "A monk, a compassionate heart, in the end, is inseparable. Birds and animals, flowers and trees, loess and bluestone, murderous bandits, high-ranking nobles, parents and brothers, relatives and friends, beautiful women, fellow brothers... Brother, let me ask you, can a monk truly be undifferentiated, unphased, and love him with compassion?"

This time the truth of treating everyone equally and having boundless love, Wuxu naturally knew it, and was about to open his mouth to talk about the difference between family, friendship, and love, but he saw Dorjee standing in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva Cihang Pudu, smiling with his palms together and with compassion on his face.

"A compassionate heart has no part in the end. Monks, the four are empty, if you talk about family, friendship, and love, but it is a phase. Wuxu was silent in his heart for a long time, "Could it be that he is in love?" Wuxu's heart was completely relieved, his emotions began to become active, and he thought mischievously, "Could it be that Senior Brother Dorjee loves everyone, loves Lafang, and both men and women? Such blasphemy against the Dharma, sin and sin. But he couldn't help but laugh on his face, so he joined Dorjee, bowed respectfully, and worshiped Guanyin Bodhisattva sincerely.

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At this moment, thousands of miles away on the snowy plateau, in a monk's room in Sakya Monastery, the doors and windows were closed, and in the darkness, a thin man in black and a burly fat monk were looking at each other, motionless.

Suddenly, the man in black spoke, "Ba Si Pa has already gone to Lu Mountain, why is Yang Zuo still hiding here with Lu?"

In the monk's room, the black qi surged, and the burly fat monk gradually transformed into a stunning beauty, she was still wearing a wide purple and red monk's robe, and her eyebrows were full of affection, "Master Lu, can the injury be healed?" The man in black glanced at Yang Yingrong coldly, and seemed to be familiar with the big change trick in front of him just now, "Thanks to Yang Zuo's secret help this time, Lu will definitely return this favor in the future." ”

These two people are Yang Yingrong and Lu Yeqing.

On the same day, Lu Yeqing was secretly restrained by Ba Si Pa, and brought to Sakya Temple from Lushan, and then gathered the senior monks in the temple to force the spiritual consciousness of the past life for him with the secret method of Buddhism. As a ghost monk, Lu Yeqing, how could he afford such a toss, and he was almost about to lose his soul, but fortunately, the phoenix soul he luckily collected at Rakshasa Peak suddenly became powerful, protected Lu Yeqing, and resisted violently. Suddenly, an elder of Sakya Temple who participated in the casting of the spell raised his head and spurted blood, and the magic circle revealed a flaw, and Lu Yeqing took the opportunity to get out of trouble. Helplessly, Lu Yeqing was already seriously injured, and the phoenix soul, after this battle, immediately fell asleep, in a hurry, Lu Yeqing was afraid that Ba Si Pa would intercept him, and halfway through the air, he cast the Nine Transformations of the Xuan Ying Phantom Changed in the air with the Black Dragon Envoy, turned around, and secretly hid in the snowy mountains.

Ba Sipa's divine sense couldn't catch up in the direction of Lushan, and he also had some suspicions in his heart, so he ordered people to look around on the snowy plateau. Lu Yeqing hid in the ice and snow in the middle of Tibet, suffering unspeakably, until Yang Yingrong found him. Yang Yingrong was chased and killed by Wuxu holding Xingyun Bamboo, and after fleeing in a hurry, she gave up her identity as the King of Zhequ of Drepung Temple, and plotted and pretended to be an elder in Sakya Temple. It was she who, after seeing the phoenix soul flying out of Lu Yeqing's body, secretly released water to help him escape.

These two people were in contact with each other before on Mount Lu. In order to seize the Nebula Bamboo in the hands of Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru, Yang Yingrong enveloped Lu Yeqing. In that attack, although Lu Yeqing appeared as promised, he had his own little calculations.

Yang Yingrong knew this, but she didn't say a word, but smiled at Lu Yeqing, "That old bald donkey of Ba Siba is gone, you and I can join forces to do something big in this snowy plateau." ”

"Oh, what's the big deal?" Lu Yeqing asked quietly. He knew that Yang Yingrong, as the left envoy of the Great Freedom Palace of the Imprisoned Demon Peak, was well-informed, and came down from the sky, and her first identity was a Tibetan woman.

In the darkness, a white light flashed, and the purple-red monk's robe on Yang Yingrong's body slid down inch by inch.

"The ancients said that men and women who eat and drink have great desires. Yang Yingrong's soft voice sounded in the darkness, "Late at night in the meditation room, the so-called big event, can only be happy." ”

Lu Yeqing, sitting still, sneered slightly, "Buddhism is very happy, I'm afraid it's not so defenseless, Yangchun and white snow, right? Yang Zuo has something to send, you can say it bluntly, Lu Mou should fight side by side with you." ”

Yang Yingrong couldn't help giggling, and her figure flew in front of Lu Yeqing, like a straight-lined girl swinging, "Lu Gongzi, I'm in love! The love of men and women, the zes of comrades, in the end, are just passing by the clouds. Don't you hear that color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. His voice grew lower and lower, and he murmured.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Lu Yeqing suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Yang Yingrong's smooth bare feet, and pulled her into his arms.

That's right

Single-mindedly only reading the books of the sages, in the end, he still begged Xuanying.

Guanyin is relieved of compassion, and the devil says that joy makes people sad.