Fortunately, Wuxu just wanted to shake it away, and there was not much aggression, so Guo Min took advantage of the momentum and flew ten meters away, and stood firmly on the ground, unscathed. It's just that his face is not good, and he raised the jade fan and shook it at Wuxu, making a demonstration, and then stomped his feet and flew back to his seat. Wuxu had to smile wryly there. Everyone at the banquet was full of thoughtful people, and they immediately applauded and cheered, and made an uproar. The prince said with a smile, "The little sister is used to messing around, and I hope the master will not be surprised." Wuxu smiled and raised his glass to Wang Gongzi and Miss Guo.

But Miss Guo didn't sell it, she was coquettish, grimacing, and said to Wuxu, "I heard that Master Huiming cultivated the Mandala Dharma Realm on the way south, why don't you show it and let me wait to see it?" The original Mo En, everyone knows, his qualifications are not good, although he has taken shit luck, and he doesn't know how to cultivate to the real realm, but for decades, it has been difficult to go further, and he has always stayed on the second layer of the real person, and in the end, he himself is also discouraged and disappointed, and he only knows how to loot treasures and cultivate mandala magic weapons all day long. How do you think, after so many years, Mo En took shit luck again, and actually cultivated the Mandala True Dharma Realm, becoming the first person in Lamaism to cultivate this realm in the past few decades. In his battle with Baltu Balzan and others, Pasipa also personally came forward to shelter him, and gave him the name Huiming, and the market soared.

Wuxu couldn't help scratching his head when he heard Guo Min say this. When they arrived at the construction site of the Yellow River that day, after the third prince Baltsoda introduced himself, Najalu and the others learned that they had cultivated the mandala Dharma Realm, and they also wanted to take a look, and it was not easy for them to get rid of it. Besides, this mandala Dharma Realm is your ultimate weapon, can you casually give people a closer look? I had the heart to refuse, but I was faintly afraid that Guo Min would mess around again, so I finally nodded, and said in a ghostly manner, "If you look at it, please don't embarrass the little monk again." ”

But Miss Guo pouted and said with disdain, "Which one is embarrassing for you." My son has even seen the Dharma realm of Ba Si Pa and Qiang Ba Mule, and it is rare for you. If it's twisted and pinched, it's not like a real man, just give up. ”

Wu Xu's heart moved, he left the table and walked to the middle, waved his hand to stop Wang Baobao, who was softly admonishing Guo Min, and said to Guo Min, "I don't know if Miss Guo can say something for the little monk, and see the scene of the national teachers and the Dharma world." ”

Guo Min's eyes rolled, "The Dharma realm of all the national teachers has thousands of weather, and each has its own merits. It's just that my son was too frightened today, and he couldn't really think about it for a while. It's better to wait for my son to go back and think about it, the master will prepare a gift on the next day, come to my house, and I will tell you in detail. Wuxu immediately asked, "I don't know where Miss Guo's mansion is?" and someone laughed, "Miss Guo is now the official of Shaanxi Province and the imperial history of Shaanxi Xingtai, and the Privy Council of Henan, the pearl of Lord Chakhan Timur. Now that the Holy God has graced and bestowed his mansion, it is just near the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, and Master Huiming will know when he asks. Wuxu nodded and thanked him, and then clasped his palms and said to Guo Min, "The little monk will come to visit another day." In my heart, I can't help but recall the previous dream, only to feel that it is both illusory and real, so that it does not make people reverie.

Seeing Wu standing there stupidly, Guo Min couldn't help but sneer, "I don't know how many things the master has gotten when he goes south this time, if you carry it with you, it's better to take out one or two now, and make a gift to visit the mansion in the future."

Wuxu came back to his senses, you are a slippery woman, and you never forget to tease the little monk. Immediately raised his eyebrows and solemnly said, "The little monk went south, one to protect His Royal Highness the Three Princes, and the other to spread the Dharma and give alms. If Miss Guo is discerning, the little monk can also offer it. ”

Guo Min clapped his hands and laughed, "The supreme treasure of Buddhism? From the mouth of Master Huiming, who cultivated the mandala dharma realm, I really want to see it." During the banquet, everyone also shouted, quickly take it out, watch and play.

Wuxu smiled slightly, ran his mana, and incarnated into a three-headed and six-armed Vajra, with his hands folded in the middle, forming the seal of Shakyamuni Buddha; on the left side of the Dharma phase, the hands were tied outward, the two middle fingers were erected and crossed with each other, and the thumbs were crossed, like a lotus leaf, and the Amitabha root seal was knotted; on the right side, both hands were tied inward, and the thumb of the right hand was extended, and the lotus mudra of Guanyin Bodhisattva was knotted. Each of the three spokes in turn, "I have a copy of the Prajnaparamita Diamond Sutra. "I have a copy of the Buddha Says Amitayus Sutra" and "I have a copy of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra". After speaking, each recited his own scriptures. After the recitation, Wuxu accepted the incarnation of King Kong, smiled at Guo Min, and said, "The treasure of Buddhism, three classics, and you say." ”

Guo Min was on stage and immediately made a "you are shameless enough" look. Wuxu laughed and walked to his seat. After that, everyone drank and laughed, and Wuxu spoke cautiously.

At the end of the banquet, Wuxu returned to the place where he had rested before, and when he saw Zhao Tong all the way behind, he said, "It's not too early, Miss Tong should also go and rest." But I heard Zhao Tong say quietly, "Master Huiming is so merciful and cherished the jade during the banquet, why is he indifferent and ruthless to Tong'er." ”

Wuxu was secretly annoyed that Zhao Tong was entangled for no reason, and said dissatisfiedly, "Lord Buddha, I am happy to have a grudge, but I don't remember that you have something to do with Miss Tong?" Zhao Tong was silent for a moment, and replied faintly, "I don't know why the master calls the slave family a thousand-year-old white fox? Could it be that Tong'er is the thousand-year-old fox spirit in the eyes of the master?" Wuxu had a headache, and he couldn't see that others were sad because he misunderstood him, so he hurriedly said, " Miss Tong don't be careful, I saw Miss Tong singing to the moon, and her spirit corresponded to the bright moon, just like a thousand years of white fox practice, so I did this. Zhao Tong's eyes were red, and he said, "Speaking of which, in your eyes, the slave family is just a vixen." After speaking, he brushed his face with a silk scarf in his hand to wipe away tears. Wuxu sighed, "The little monk gives charity without appearance, and there is a difference between fox spirits." Miss Tong, don't think about it. After saying that, he stepped forward and slammed the door with his backhand.

After resting for two or three hours, Wuxu sat up, rubbed his temples with a faint pain, and involuntarily remembered that last night, Guo Min flew close obliquely, stabbed him with a fan, and shook it away with his own seal, and then Guo Min's long hair and shawl, and his burgundy cheeks with an angry expression, stared at him, and floated away. The Si people were gone, leaving only the smell of liquor and rouge in the night sky. Wu Xu's right hand, clenched in the air, seemed to want to grasp something, and suddenly it occurred to her that she had prepared a gift and visited her home, so that she could describe the mandala Dharma realm atmosphere of Paspa, Changba Mule and others for herself. During the banquet, someone also mentioned that she lived near the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, and she couldn't help but be moved. Why don't you go to the vicinity of Tianyuan Yansheng Temple first?

When Wuxu got up, put on the monk's robe, hurriedly walked to the door, stretched out his right hand, and pressed the doorknob, he pulled it open suddenly, and when he was about to take a step, he suddenly heard a crisp sound from the string of blue sea pearls on his right wrist, and couldn't help but be stunned. This string of blue sea pearls, since going down the Lushan Mountain, except for the day when he was caught by Mo En, he left himself for a short time, and has been on his wrist, or with his own entry into the Dharma Realm Buddha Hall, or inspired the blue sea white lotus, blessing and protecting himself all the time. Last night and that Guo Min met by chance, drunk fighting, he actually vaguely had a lustful thought, Wuxu looked at the string of blue sea beads on his wrist, and involuntarily sighed "Amitabha", turned back to the soft bed, sat on it, closed his eyes, and counted the blue sea Buddha beads with both hands.

After a while, Wuxu opened his eyes, got up, straightened his monk's robe, and gently pushed open the door along the way, except for a few sweeping servants, as well as occasional merchants who wanted to go early, everywhere he passed, all the doors and windows were closed, and the courtyard of Nuoda was quiet. The hustle and bustle of last night seemed to be like a dream, Wu Xuan pinched the Buddha beads in his hands, paced his steps, did not squint, and walked outside.

In the attic behind him, there was a window slightly open, and a veiled woman stood there quietly, it was last night in front of everyone that she said that she was unwell, and she sang under the moon "Meeting is fate, pearls are not money." A song and dance, the night in Kyoto lingers". Looking at the figure of Wuxu, it appeared and disappeared from time to time in the flowers and branches. Zhao Tong stayed for a moment, closed the window, came to a closet, took out a Buddhist scripture, took out a piece of letterhead sandwiched inside, and silently recited it for a while, and then put it back in its place. Then, a mechanism was pressed, and the center of the wall cabinet was slowly flipped over, revealing a statue of Maitreya Buddha. Zhao Tong pinched three sandalwood sticks, knelt on the ground, facing the Maitreya Buddha statue made of white porcelain, religiously three kowtows, the sandalwood in his hand spontaneously combusted without fire, and green smoke rose, lingering around Zhao Tong, making it more mysterious. Vaguely, Zhao Tong's lips moved slightly, as if he was reverently reciting some scriptures.

All this, Wu Xuan didn't know, even this Zhao Tong peeping behind him, he didn't notice it, and when he walked to the gate of Yueshu Pavilion, he asked the little guy in front of the door about the residence of the old national teacher of Ba Sipa, and knew that after Ba Si Pa went out of the customs and re-entered the court, the place where his law driver was stationed was the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, and everyone in Kyoto knew it. Only then did he know why the person at the table last night used the word cha when talking about Guo Min's mansion.

Wuxu shook his head, and was about to get up and walk to go, but saw a hundred meters away, a large group of lamas, slowly rushing towards the Yue Shu Pavilion.

As the so-called Dharma realm wants to invite the beauty view, the treasure of Buddhism is a joke.

Thousands of weather, thousands of colors, but there is no phase but moving.