The Lord said, "Three thousand years after the return of the self is the age of the end of the Dharma. ”

The Lord also said, "Heaven and the world, I am the only one." ”

The little monk Wang Yuanbao on the Peach Blossom Mountain only agreed with the previous sentence said by the Shizun who had faded out of the gold paint and only left the mud in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and now it is really the era of the end of the law.

The bearded emperor in the court under the mountain, I don't know which bull's nose he believed, and he wanted to destroy the Buddha.

The bearded emperor wants to destroy the bare Shizun in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Wang Yuanbao will not mind, but since the government posted a notice to destroy the Buddha, the incense on the mountain has been broken, and the senior brothers in the temple have fled, and the gilding on the statue of the Shizun was scraped away at that time, and the human heart is like this, and the presiding old monk can only smile miserably, a few dollars of gold, can save a person, that is also the Buddha's compassion.

The temple that used to be full of incense, now it is cold and sparse, but fortunately, there are Wang Yuanbao and the old monk who presides over it, the breeze and the moon every day, the morning bell and the dusk drum, but there are also some relics of the ancient ascetics.

Looking at the immature face reflected in the stream, Wang Yuanbao frowned and sighed: "If the incense does not continue, you can only eat the peaches of the back mountain in the future." ”

In fact, the incense on the mountain is only ten years, the temple rice from rice to porridge, replaced by other teenagers of more than ten years old, encountered such a thing, I am afraid that there is no heart to eat and drink, but Wang Yuanbao not only did not clear the loss, but also a lot of fat, the abbot old monk said that he is the most suitable for practicing the Zen method of the Buddha from the East.

Wang Yuanbao knew that the Buddha from the east, the smiling big-bellied Buddha sitting on the lotus seat, his Zen Wang Yuanbao didn't know, but he knew that the old monk was really good to him, half a bowl of porridge, and the rest went into Wang Yuanbao's stomach.

A teenager can already see the good and the bad.

Originally, there were five or six acres of Shangtian under the temple mountain, but the presiding old monk never asked about these mundane things, and they were all handed over to the prison in the temple.

Wang Yuanbao has never seen the old monk complain about anything, he is as indifferent as water, this is the true portrayal of the old monk.

The peaches in the back mountain are ripe, in order to reduce the burden in the temple, Wang Yuanbao took advantage of the free time after the morning class to run to the back mountain, and eat the peaches as rice.

The reason why Peach Blossom Mountain is called Peach Blossom Mountain is because a great poet of the previous dynasty liked peach blossoms, and when he demoted his official and passed through the barren mountain, he spent no less than 1,000 taels of silver to plant a mountain full of peach blossoms, and the temple built later was also called Peach Blossom Temple.

Every time he saw the three big characters on the plaque at the temple gate, Wang Yuanbao just wanted to say, "Cheesy." ”

However, the poems written by the poet who planted peach blossoms are truly splendid.

"Where do you see the human face? ”

Wang Yuanbao, a little monk who can't recognize all the words on the Buddhist scriptures, likes this poem very much, not because of anything else, but because he likes it when he hears it, he can't say it.

It is said that ten years of people are trees, and a hundred years of people are trees, and when it comes to it, Wang Yuanbao really has to thank the poet who planted peach blossoms.

Touching the head that has grown hair, Wang Yuanbao is satisfied, the peach tree is not only full, but also better, the mountain of peaches, enough for Wang Yuanbao to eat for a while.

Patting his round belly, Wang Yuanbao was about to walk back to the Peach Blossom Temple, when a snow-white fox burst out of the bushes, opened his mouth and bit the hem of Wang Yuanbao's monk's robe, as if something was wrong.

This white fox, Wang Yuanbao not only knew, but also named it, called Xiaoling.

The old abbot monk said that if a beast has compassion, it is called a spirit.

Because when Wang Yuanbao met the white fox Xiaoling, it was guarding the bird's nest that fell from the tree, and the two chicks to be fed nested in the big tail of the white fox Xiaoling.

Wang Yuanbao was puzzled and dragged by the white fox Xiaoling towards the bushes, "Where do you want me to go with you?"

Hearing this, the white fox Xiaoling eagerly stretched out his paws and pointed to the depths of the bushes, where the white water pool was.

Although it is the era of the end of the law, there are many beasts and birds in the old mountain forest.

Ignoring the peach juice sticking to his mouth, Wang Yuanbao followed the white fox Xiaoling into the bushes.

Peach Blossom Mountain is not big, but it can make people get lost, the peach trees all over the mountain, who can recognize it?

Wang Yuanbao, who has eaten all the peaches in the mountains, is like a glutton, the peaches in the mountains are like a few treasures, the peach trees in the front mountain are the most sour, the peach trees in Baishuitan are like who owes it money, the fruits are the most astringent, the peach trees in the back mountains are tame, and the fruits are the sweetest.

Looking at the road led by the white fox Xiaoling, Wang Yuanbao recognized that he was going to Baishuitan, but when he was wondering, he saw that there was something red stuck to the white hair of the white fox Xiaoling, which seemed to be blood.

"Could it be that there is a female fox? Competing with Xiao Ling for a male fox?" Wang Yuanbao thought with some gossip, otherwise how could Xiao Ling have blood on his body?

There are no other beasts on Peach Blossom Mountain, the big guy who feeds on flesh and blood, has long been set up by Orion and beaten clean, if you want to say that you can hurt the white fox Xiaoling, there is only a fox of the same clan.

Baishuitan is not far from the back mountain.

Stopping under a tree outside Baishuitan, the white fox Xiaoling pouted his head, meaning to let Wang Yuanbao go in by himself.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanbao smiled narrowly: "Xiao Lingmo, isn't it that you can't compete with the female fox by yourself, do you have to let me help you?"

The white fox Xiaoling rolled his eyes widely, turned his head and disappeared into the woods on the side, unwilling to deal with Wang Yuanbao, the little monk.

Helplessly, shrugging his shoulders, Wang Yuanbao pushed aside the criss-crossing branches, and behind the bushes was the White Water Pool.

In fact, Baishuitan is a spring that is about to dry up, just because there is some white fine sand, so Wang Yuanbao called it Baishuitan.

When Wang Yuanbao looked carefully, he found that the edge of the white water pool was actually ...... There was a woman, no, a girl.

The old abbot monk said that the woman under the mountain is a tiger, and she must avoid it when she encounters it.

Wang Yuanbao never expected that he really ran into a tigress, could it be that the bearded emperor under the mountain knew that the monks were afraid of the tigress, so he sent her to destroy the Buddha?

But this tigress is quite good-looking, the sun is venting from the branches and leaves of the peach tree, reflecting on the tigress's face, and looking against the light, the delicate fluff on the face is clearly visible.

However, the tigress by the white water pool seemed to be asleep, and sat cross-legged like the old monk of the abbot.

After breaking a branch, Wang Yuanbao cautiously walked to the tigress's side, and poked the tigress's jade-like face with the branch in his hand, but there was no movement.

"It's not going to die, is it?"

Wang Yuanbao threw the branch, and when he got closer, he found that there was blood on the tigress's body, and her white clothes were dyed red.

It turned out that the blood on the white fox Xiaoling belonged to this tigress, thinking of this, Wang Yuanbao relieved his heart, but began to slander the white fox Xiaoling who fled again.

"What should I do with this, the tigress can't be touched. ”

At this moment, a mist rose from the tigress's body, and the wound on her chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The women of the Beiyang Dynasty can be out of the boudoir, except for the princess of the royal family, only the Kundao female crown of the Qingxu Dao Sect.

The word Daogu is just a storyteller's play.

Wang Yuanbao didn't know the trick of this, let alone what the hibiscus crown on the tigress's head was.

Stretching out his hand to probe the tigress's snort, Wang Yuanbao didn't want to bear the notoriety of not saving him when he saw death, after all, the monks had to be compassionate, and saving people's lives was better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

At this moment, the tigress opened her eyes, and her gaze as sharp as a sword pierced Wang Yuanbao.

Like falling into an ice cellar, the chill to the bones rises from the dantian, and I want to move but can't open my legs.

"What about Ning Monday?"

The tigress said coldly, and her voice was as cold as her eyes.

Wang Yuanbao stammered: "I, I don't know." ”

Hearing this, the tigress's gaze was even colder, the female crown of the Qingxu Dao Sect was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but the means of distinguishing other people's hearts could not be compared with the bald donkeys of Wuxiang Temple, what they were better at was to kill people with swords.

The female crown tigress is named Li Lingfei, the female crown of the Qingxu Dao Sect has the potential of the sword immortal of the five realms, but she came to Peach Blossom Mountain to be hunted down by people, although the sword cultivation is difficult, but the strength is not good, there will always be people who covet the flying sword on the body, and the mountains and rivers used to raise a natal flying sword are expensive, and Ning Zhou is the mountain and field cultivator who covets her flying sword.

Li Lingfei got up and said coldly: "If you honestly tell Ning Zhou's whereabouts, I may leave you a way out, if you dare to hide it, you will be destroyed!"

When did Wang Yuanbao see such a scene, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

In fact, what the female crown Li Lingfei has is the heart of murder, Shanye Sanxiu Ning is the head of the sect on Monday, if you can't give an explanation to the sect, I'm afraid that you have to go through the lock of the mountain well.

At the moment of lightning, a white shadow suddenly burst out, but it was the white fox Xiaoling who jumped up and bit Li Lingfei.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanbao didn't know where he got the courage, so he ran away.

Although Li Lingfei hurt her heart, she only waved lightly, and the sword light was repeated.

The little white fox moved his body and avoided the vital point, but he still received a blow, and blood splashed for a while.

Li Lingfei's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, the killing intent fluctuated, the original reason for killing was pale and weak, but at the moment it was reasonable, the monk who raised the fox demon was afraid that the root was not very clean.

The sword is like a brilliant light, and the smoke forest is like weaving.

Qingxu Daozong belongs to the Taoist system of soldiers, although it has the name of Daozong, but it is indeed a real style of soldiers, killing people is not enough, and most of the soldiers and martial artists will not be reasonable.

Wang Yuanbao stumbled through the familiar peach forest, but the cold and bone-chilling killing intent came later!

Don't say that Li Lingfei is the same as the soldiers and martial arts and sword cultivators who walked the rivers and lakes in the Beiyang Dynasty, they will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, and the names of the soldiers and ghosts are all decisively piled up by killing.

Shanye Sanxiu Ning can't get the head on Monday, but the head of the demon monk who raises the fox demon can also accumulate some good deeds in the Sect Good Gong Hall, which is much better than walking in the lock mountain well without getting anything.

At this moment, a blazing fist burst in, and the latter came first, hitting the women's crown Li Lingfei's qi mansion.

The sword light suddenly turned, but it was already too late, and the blazing fist smashed the qi mansion that contained the true intent of the flying sword!

Li Lingfei gritted her teeth and poured a mouthful of Youye True Qi into Zhang Dunxing's talisman, and the Xuanguang flashed and disappeared.

Baishuitan was blasted out of a large pit by the blazing fist, and the spring was completely dried up.

The rickety figure walked out of the bushes, picked up the injured white fox Xiaoling, patted Wang Yuanbao, who was as stunned as a wooden chicken, and said, "Go back." ”