However, it is said that after participating in the high-level secret chamber of commerce of Lamaism at the top of Xiaoxue Mountain that night, Wu Xuan Qiaoyan explained that "the cycle of cause and effect must have retribution, such as the death of Moen and others", Pasipa and Changba Mueller seemed to have consulted with spiritual knowledge and reached a certain degree of tacit understanding. As for what kind of tacit understanding it is, not only does it not know, but many great lamas who have followed the real person realm under the two of them for a long time do not know. Because, Phags-pa and Changba Muller did not announce any major decisions in public, but only admitted in person together that they confirmed Wuxu's status in Lamaism, and according to the convention, appointed Wuxu as the elder of the teaching, and finally required that monks above the realm of Lamaism should not attack ordinary people.

Afterwards, in the Enlightenment of the Void Fang Zhi Lamaism, all real monks who have cultivated in the Mandala Dharma Realm will be appointed in public as elders in one of the three lines of Dharma protection, Dharma transmission, and Dharma propagation above the ceremony. It is customary for a Dharma Realm monk to be appointed as an elder of the Dharma Realm, but it is a special case to be appointed as an elder because of the cultivation and realm of a person who is not enough for a real person. It's just that in the three systems of Dharma protection, Dharma propagation, and Dharma propagation, Dharma propagation is a bit of a soy sauce role, responsible for promoting Buddhism to the outside world.

Wuxu didn't care about this, just like when Ba Sipa arranged for himself to be the deputy supervisor of Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, the left and right were just an attitude and identity. Could it be that he really did his best to be an elder in the Lamaist sect? Phags-pa and Changba Mueller weren't really at ease, were they? It's just that the situation is unclear, so let's just form a good relationship for the time being.

Wuxu returned to Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, thought about it, and took out the jade plate given by Qiangba Mueller and engraved with the mandala of the Vajra Nine Societies, and carefully observed it, after all, he did not dare to send it to the Dharma Realm easily, but only included it in the Sumeru vows. The reincarnation of the spirit entered the Dharma realm, and the joyful things of the lamas were ingested and refined one by one. Then, sit in the Buddha hall and carefully refer to the white lotus presented by Phags-pa. This crystal clear white lotus is filled with the terrifying aura of the True Spirit Realm, and once it is sacrificed, it is equivalent to a monk on the first level of the True Spirit, and he will perform a blow. In the white lotus, Pasipa punched three mudras, so that the white lotus could be sacrificed three times. It can be regarded as giving himself three chances to save his life. Wuxu sat quietly, carefully perceiving the phantom tracks of the handprints that kept circulating. Helplessly, the tantric mudra of the lama emphasizes the integration of the three seals, although it is a mudra, but when it is performed, it is the oral seal and the intention seal are indispensable. If you really want to learn, you have to learn it unless you have a really profound scripture for you to refer to, and you can learn it from scratch, or you can ask Phags-pa to give you empowerment. Both of these are to realize that the void is truly worshiped in Lamaism, and that Pas-pa is truly the teacher. Of course, it is impossible for Wuxu to truly worship Lamaism and take Phags-pa as his guru. So, Wuxu figured this out, so he just tried his best to feel the breath and trajectory of the mudra in the white lotus, and then gave up.

On this day, Wuxu was reading Buddhist classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Tianyuan Yansheng Temple. Suddenly, a little lama came to inform him that an old man had come to visit the temple. Wu Xuan was surprised in his heart, what kind of old people did he have, and he still came to visit him in this Tianyuan Yansheng Temple? Since he came to Dadu and stayed in Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, living in a simple place, many of Mo En's previous fox friends and dog friends were all blocked back by Dorjee in accordance with the will of Ba Sipa, either explicitly or covertly. The three princes had sent someone to give a gift, but no one else came to talk about it. At that moment, Wuxu followed the little lama to a side hall, and saw a Taoist, stepping on seven-star shoes, wearing a gossip robe, holding a dust, and smiling at himself. It's not that mysterious son Tong Yuchun, who else?!

Wu Xuan patted his slippery head, and suddenly laughed, "It turned out to be Brother Xuanjizi, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome!" immediately ordered the little lama behind him to go to serve tea, and then humbled each other with Xuanjizi, and sat down on the left and right chairs respectively.

After some greetings, Xuan Jizi looked Wuxu up and down, and arched his hand to congratulate, "Congratulations to the master on being promoted to the elder of your sect and propagating the law." Wu Xuan waved his hand again and again, "It's just a false title, it's just a false title." Brother Dao, don't make fun of it. Xuan Jizi didn't say more, he smiled, and said, "Master, can you hear that Liu Futong escaped after the defeat of Bailuzhuang, and rebelled in Yingzhou City a few days ago, and even Keshu City?" Xuan Jizi and Wu Xuan chatted about the affairs of the south, and saw that Wu Xuan seemed to be lacking in interest, so he stopped the topic in this regard, looked around slightly, and said again, "The day after tomorrow, this sect is in the Sanqing Palace in the capital, there is a new disciple initiation ceremony, Poor Dao wants to invite the master to watch the ceremony, I wonder if the master is free?"

Wuxu knows that although the Holy See is far away in the west, but it has always wanted to develop to the east and south, but unfortunately there is Lamaism in the north and Zhengyi in the south, the former is blessed by the Yuan Court, and the latter is deep-rooted, so it has not achieved much effect for a long time. Until the last few decades, only in the Yuan Dynasty has established three Taoist temples, the largest is the Sanqing Palace mentioned by this Xuanjizi, and the other two are called Chaoyang Concept and Yongshou Temple. Now, I have an old mystery with myself, and I personally came to invite myself as a guest to watch the ceremony, but it is not easy to refuse. At that moment, he muttered slightly, "Brother Dao is gracious, and the little monk doesn't dare to push it back." It's just that the little monk is currently in vain as the deputy supervisor of Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, and he still needs to ask the old national teacher of Basipa for instructions. If it is allowed, the little monk should go the day after tomorrow. Xuan Jizi nodded again and again, "The Buddha and Daoben family, before the poor monk met the master, he had already met the old national teacher of Ba Sipa. Paspa has agreed. Wuxu nodded, "In this way, the little monk will definitely go to Chaoyang Palace to see his fellow Taoists and enjoy the grand occasion!"

Xuanjizi heard it, stroked his palm and laughed, "Since traveling south with the master, Poor Dao knows that the master likes fine wine. If the master has nothing to do, why not follow the poor monk to the most prestigious restaurant in Dadu - Drunken Qionglou, and rest when he is drunk?" "Wuxu came to the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, since that day after getting drunk in the Yueshu Pavilion, because he was worried about the revenge of the Qiangba Mule family, he closed his door in Tianyuan Yansheng Temple on weekdays, and practiced Buddhism diligently every day. I also thought that after Changba Muller and Pas-pa reached a tacit understanding that day, they recognized their identity and status in public, and jointly conferred the position of Dharma propagation elder with Phag-Pa, and the Qiangba Muller family should have temporarily let go of their hostility towards themselves, and they did not have to wait until they stepped into the real person level to go out of the temple and move around at will. Immediately, he also rose up, and said to the little lama standing at the door, "Please tell the national teacher, Huiming will follow the Quanzhen Sect Xuanjizi Daoist brother and go to Zuiqiong Tower to talk about it." "Anyway, with the mystery of the machine, fluttering, out of the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple.

But seeing that the capital city is still full of flowers, fragrant cars and BMWs, abounding, wine shops and silk villages, scales and scales. Xuanjizi Shi unfolded the seven-star step, with Wuxu, flashed left and right, quickly interspersed and walked, occasionally passers-by and car sedan could not dodge, Xuanjizi also moved slightly in the dust, fixed it, and went all the way, such as entering a no-man's land. Although Wuxu was very much in agreement with Xuanjizi's approach, he heard Xuanjizi walk and chanted, "Tianjie is prosperous like a splendid place, and the fragrant car BMW is angry." and stepping on the seven stars to blow the red dust, drunk Qionglou in a Taoist robe. He just laughed and didn't think about it anymore. Along the way, although there were lamas passing by from time to time, seeing Xuanjizi wearing Taoist robes, swaggering through the market, intending to step forward, but seeing the laughing Wuxu behind him, he endured it again, just looked sideways. Somehow, when I saw this situation, I felt extremely happy in my heart.

After a while, Wuxu followed Xuanjizi to the door of a five-story restaurant, but saw that the guests were full of people, and there was a lot of noise. When the mysterious man arrived here, he got up, threw a piece of silver to a small doorman on the side of the three-meter-wide gate, and then went straight to the private room on the highest floor under the leadership of the courteous servant. After the two of them took a seat in the private room, Xuan Jizi ordered more than a dozen dishes in one go, and finally instructed the little servant to serve the best jade moon dew in the two jars. Wuxu smiled slightly, "Jade Moon Hualu, listening to the name, it is extremely elegant, I don't know how to drink it?"

The Xuanjizi laughed and said, "This jade moon dew is the view of eternal life outside the city, taking the dew of a hundred flowers, picking the essence of Zhou Tianxing and the moon, and brewing it in the jade glazed pagoda of this sect, and the entrance is mellow. Mortals drink it, it will invigorate the muscles and blood, and refresh it in the flowers, and if the monk drinks it, it will replenish the essence and refresh the mind, and float above the nine heavens. ”

Wuxu was about to speak, but he heard a familiar voice in a private room far away, and said loudly, "What a refreshing, fluttering, taste the same as chewing wax! ”

That Xuanjizi suddenly darkened his face, and asked in a deep voice, "But I don't know, which master belittled my Quanzhen Sect Jade Moon Hualu so badly that it was not as good as the psychedelic medicine Wushisan?!"

Wu Xuan hurriedly stopped the mysterious machine that was about to get up, and said with a smile, "Brother Dao, why should you be angry, it's just a joke between friends." Then he said loudly, "It's Miss Guo Min on the other side, can we have a drink together?" The private room next door, silent for a moment, then a rough laugh sounded, "There is no Miss Guo here." Who are you, talking nonsense here?" Wu Xuan was stunned, wasn't the silver bell-like voice just now the voice of Guo Min who was holding a jade fan and fighting with himself in the Sun and Moon Shu Pavilion? Fu You said, "Little Monk Huiming, I met Miss Guo in the Moon Shu Pavilion that day, I don't know if Miss Guo still has an impression?"

The private room next door was silent for a moment, and then a coquettish voice sounded, "It turned out to be Master Huiming." Wuxu agreed. But there was no echo in the middle of the ring.

Suddenly, a woman pushed open the door of the private room where Wuxu and Xuanjizi were located, and behind her, four or five people dressed as men, fluttered in. Wuxu fixed his eyes and looked at Guo Min at the front, with long hair and a shawl, bright eyes and bright teeth, a woman's makeup, light black eyebrows, pink lips, a long skirt swaying with his steps, a jade fan dancing lightly, silver bells smiling, wine covering his face, and his expression was in a trance.

After entering the private room, he walked in front of Xuanjizi and Wuxu, and while looking forward to it, he frowned lightly, slightly turned the jade beads of his eyes, and laughed loudly, "It turned out to be Master Huiming, who said that he would come to visit this girl with a generous gift." But he didn't want to live in the adjacent Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, and he didn't show up for a long time. Now it's good, and I want this girl to move the car herself and meet with the master. ”

These words, I don't know which school of kung fu was used, although it was a bit tricky and mean, and fell in the ears of everyone, but it was just like the three stacks of springs in Lushan Mountain, crackling, hitting the body, like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate.

It is the so-called old people who have been in the temple for a long time, and they are high-ranking people in the market.

On the wine drunk Qionglou, who knows that the beauty is in a trance.