The conversation on Taiyue Mountain can be called "the great rebellion", but in the troubled times of the Spring and Autumn Period, the essence of the sons of the hundred schools of thought is "the avenue is not reversed", but no one dares to say this truth, and the old man of Longchangyi has become touched by the Jixia School Palace, which is this "reason".

Poor and sour pedanticies to sacrifice wine, probably still agree with the truth of the sacred, as the so-called "Tao is different, do not conspire with each other" Longchangyi can only think about it.

However, Taiyue Zhengshen suddenly came to his senses, "What do you mean, you have been here with me for more than a month, and you really don't care about the things in the palace?"

Urging a narrow smile, the poor sour scholar sacrificed wine and said: "Since I came, I will naturally not care about the affairs in the palace, if I don't finish your wine, I'm afraid I'm sorry for what I just said, the Buddha Shizun preached and raised two golden melon seeds, I want wine to drink, not too much." ”

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The truth of the world is in the readers, black and white are reversed, and the ancients did not deceive me!

This is bitter waiting for the temple scholars at the foot of Taiyue Mountain, the sacrificial wine does not return to the school palace, the temple saints will not easily spare them, so they have to chant the former sage's "Heaven will descend to the Si people", such a small hardship can not be endured, how to do learning?

The aroma of wine is lingering, and Taiyue has become a wine mountain for a while.

Day after day on the peach blossom mountain, it is extraordinarily quiet, often the silence before the wind and rain is the most depressing, Wang Yuanbao is still as usual, every day does not ask about the world, as for the scriptures around the head and brain, it has long been thrown out of the clouds, but the abbot old monk stays in the Daxiong Treasure Hall for longer and longer, but the daily cooking smoke rises as usual, and the days of a porridge and a meal continue.

Sometimes Wang Yuanbao will sneak into the abbot old monk's meditation room, although the abbot old monk seems solemn, but his meditation room hides a lot of sword fairy drama text, long on the mountain, but Wang Yuanbao also heard the excerpt of the storyteller on the birthday of the Buddha, if the most prosperous style in the world, it is not when the sword rides the wind, thousands of miles away to take the head of the sword fairy figure.

If Wang Yuanbao is not envious, it is a proverb, and what young man in the world does not yearn for the pleasure of "taking the sword to ride the wind and eliminate the demons between heaven and earth"?

Since the white fox Xiaoling somehow disappeared from the back mountain, Wang Yuanbao went to the back mountain a lot less often, said to reduce the burden in the temple, but the save is still a playful heart, when it can really restrain the young mind, chanting Buddha, in Lingshan Continent and other Buddhist land, there have not been more, only said that the Venerable Jiaye is still moving the heart, not to mention Wang Yuanbao, who is not a monk.

It's just that whenever the moon is full, there is no previous tranquility in the mountains, birds and beasts, fish and dragons in the river all look at the moon and worship, exhaling the aura, after all, the movement of dragons and snakes can be contaminated for half a minute, and it is not difficult to turn into a body.

Wang Yuanbao collected his heart, sat on the futon next to the old monk, and found out the drama text he hid in the "Diamond Sutra", and "chanted" in a good way.

At this time, the sky is just right, neither cool nor scorching, and the shadow of the old laurel tree is becoming more and more slender in the sun, reflecting a shadow, and the sun does not shine.

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Beiyang Wangcheng Tai'an, Zhao Qianzhi took off the cumbersome court clothes, the court meeting is just the beginning, a really busy day, it really begins, the military and political affairs of the Beiyang Dynasty are mostly determined by the Zaifu official residence, the Beiyang Emperor can fight the world, but he has no ability to rule the world, so he is also happy to be idle, among the descendants of the royal family, Zhao Qianzhi is the most optimistic, or the second prince Xu Bailu, or, comparable to the Jindan realm, Zhao Qianzhi will never be easily placed next to a young man who has not even entered the five realms, you must know that there are not many demons with dragon blood.

The academy of the academy in Beiyang Wangcheng will not interfere in the court situation, which makes Zhao Qianzhi less troubled, and there is no need to plan in advance if he gets things in the future, Zhao Qianzhi can't look down on the seventy-two sages who are famous ‖, as long as he is willing, the thirty-six gentlemen will also do it.

Willingness, it is originally a force.

The dragon and snake in the market have already spread the news on Peach Blossom Mountain, as long as they are not blind and deaf, they will definitely be able to hear it, the mountain and wild scattered cultivation is like a bloodthirsty beast, a little blood, it is enough to arouse their appetite, and the same is true of the mountain sect, the difference is that the appearance of eating will not be so ugly.

Pushing open the door of the study, what Zhao Qianzhi saw was a mess, the sage scriptures were thrown all over the ground, the folds on the desk were full of ink criticism, and the culprit who caused all this was lying leisurely on the Taishi chair with the purple sand spout, drinking tea with taste.

The person who came was the sloppy Taoist Grandmaster Xie.

Zhao Qianzhi picked up a book casually and said, "Why, your Dao Sect has a world, do you still want to meddle in the gambling game of this little Nanzhan Zhou? ”

Ignoring the sarcasm in Zhao Qianzhi's words, the sloppy Taoist Sect Master Xie said: "In the battle of Dongtian back then, my Dao Sect was not without contribution, how could I not interfere in such a good thing as pulling people off the horse? ”

The gag is only afraid that it will delay the effort, Zhao Qianzhi knows the foundation of the sloppy Taoist in front of him, Sect Master Xie, and when he heard it, he said: "The position of the Heavenly Monarch is not bad, right?"

The words were full of ridicule, and the sloppy Taoist Sect Master Xie couldn't be confused: "Bullshit Tianjun, there is an old bull's nose on the top, and there are twelve golden immortals below, like a girl, annoyed to death!"

"So I came to Nanzhan Zhou to join in the fun. ”

"Almost. ”

Sure enough, although Sect Master Xie is simple-minded, he still knows the importance clearly, and some words are still unwilling to be put on the table, so only Zhao Qianzhi spoke: "Bai Yujing should also lack some things to suppress luck, and you still won't lose money when you make a deal." ”

"It's still refreshing for you, and it saves me a lot of words, and the ones on Peach Blossom Mountain belong to me. Grandmaster Xie clasped his nostrils and smiled.

Zhao Qianzhi was not angry, and said lightly: "It depends on yourself whether you eat or not, life and death are fateful, and you understand the truth that wealth is in the sky, but you come more than that." ”

Sect Master Xie, a sloppy Taoist who was exposed in a few words, didn't show any embarrassment, and said with a smile: "I really can't hide it from you, I am entrusted by others, I can't help it, I can't let me lose my trust to others." ”

There is no profit and it is not early, and the hustle and bustle is all for the benefit of the world.

Zhao Qianzhi naturally knew who the sloppy Taoist Sect Master Xie was entrusted with, and he didn't break it, he didn't want to embarrass himself, he was not the only one who sat in Nan Zhanzhou's gambling game.

"Those bigwigs in the Upper Five Realms have also made bets, and you can do it yourself. ”

Smiling, the sloppy Taoist Sect Master Xie said: "What do you see, it's a big deal to kill those old immortal guys with a sword, the favors that I owed before, now I can finally pay it back, I still have to be blocked by them, the days of being debtless and light can't be ruined like this!"

Sect Master Xie said lightly, but the coldness in his eyes did not seem to be fake, and he had the ability to make Dao Sect Heavenly Monarch owe favors.

Zhao Qianzhi is not a stupid person, he has said everything that should be said to this point, he doesn't say a word what he shouldn't say, after all, it is still the sentence "Death and life have life, wealth is in the sky", as for the chaotic entry of the Taoist Heavenly Monarch, these are not what he should meddle in, the vitality of the sect on the mountain of Nanzhan Zhou has been greatly damaged, and the mountain and field scattered cultivation have suffered heavy losses, these are what he is plotting.

"Alas, it seems that the favor is still going to bleed, I knew that the jar of wine should not be greedy, forget it, it's a big deal to fight this sword, if you fall famous, I'm afraid that I won't even have to drink wine in the future." ”

The weight of this sentence is enough to shock the underworld.

Because the Great Sage of the Underworld who died under Sect Master Xie's sword was far more than the so-called old guys of the Upper Five Realms in Nanzhan Continent.

The name of the sword immortal is all built up by blood and white bones.

Zhao Qianzhi said lightly when he heard this: "You can start lightly, this Nanzhan Zhou's luck barrier can't withstand your sword, if it is damaged a little, then the work of fishing for mountain and water money in the river will be handed over to you." ”

The predecessor of Nanzhan Zhou, or all the continents south of the five oceans of Senluo Tianxia, was probably formed after the collapse of Tangtang Dongtian, and Nanzhan Zhou's luck was inherited from the dragon vein of Tangtang Dongtian.

This is also the reason why Zhao Qianzhi came to Nanzhan Zhou, everyone has a peach blossom source in their hearts, which is worth guarding with their lives.

Self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and leveling the world.

The most important thing about the Confucian essence in the Jixia School Palace is that these four, self-cultivation, Zhao Qianzhi of the Qi family has done a good job when he was in Longchangyi, and governing the country and leveling the world is being done at this time, but what the outcome is, no one can predict, in the era of the end of the law, some of the changes have surfaced, hidden under the water, only by means of slow excavation, and what Zhao Qianzhi is asking for is only so?

He couldn't tell.

The sloppy Taoist Sect Master Xie does not have so many concerns as Zhao Qianzhi, he is all about the sword, so he naturally comes and goes more freely, and the enmity and hatred are faster.

Wang Yuanbao fell asleep on the futon, muttering the poems in the drama text, and the abbot old monk closed the drama text wrapped in the skin of the "Diamond Sutra", and laughed silently.

What is written in the text of the play is the back road.

The old monk walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and his eyebrows were a little more gloomy, and it was difficult to see in the sun.

The old laurel tree was swaying in the sun, and the three budding buds were already revealing goose-yellow stamens and were about to bloom.

"Old friend, would you like to pick a leaf?"

The only answer to him was silence.

The abbot and the old monk were not angry, and said: "If it weren't for you back then, I am afraid that I would have been the blood food of the two dragons. ”

After that, the abbot old monk stretched out his hand to pick the largest laurel leaf, and walked to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the old laurel tree behind him was windless and automatic, and the sound was as rapid as rain hitting the fallen leaves.

Wang Yuanbao was sleeping very calmly, his dream was nothing more than eating and drinking, calling friends, the benefits of young people are here, carefree, even if he scolded Fang Xuan and pointed out the country, it was also natural.

The old monk of the abbot took out a bag from his sleeve, put the laurel leaf into it, and hung it on the neck of Wang Yuanbao.

At this time, Wang Yuanbao opened his sleepy eyes and saw that the old monk of the abbot had a bag around his neck, and said in a daze: "Master, what is this?"

Touching Wang Yuanbao's short hair that had grown with a smile, the old monk said: "Fifteen years old, Yuanbao, you have grown up, this is a coming-of-age ceremony." ”

The young people and adults under the mountain all wear crowns, these Wang Yuanbao still know, what is said in the play, and after wearing the crown, you can marry a daughter-in-law, thinking of this, Wang Yuanbao's face couldn't help but blush.

The sound outside the temple gate suddenly became noisy, usually only the hustle and bustle of the Buddha's birthday, in the peach blossom mountain at this time, it is very abrupt.

"When you become an adult, Yuanbao can take care of herself, do you remember what I said to you?"

"How long is life? ”

"Now Master tells you: between you and me!"

Wang Yuanbao couldn't understand what the abbot old monk said, the scriptures never talked about this, this sentence was asked by the abbot old monk when he first saw him, and the answer at that time was "between diets", but today's answer is different, but it is not clear.

Some emotions are indescribable and unclear, just like the sadness of parting, not to say, but can always feel it.

Wang Yuanbaoleng said, "Master, where are you going?"

The old monk said with a smile: "I want to go to a far place, and the World Venerable of Lingshan Continent asked me to discuss the Tao and relieve my boredom." ”

Everyone in the world knows that Lingshan Continent is called the Western Heaven Elysium, where people should go.

Wang Yuanbao was about to speak, the abbot old monk grabbed Wang Yuanbao's shoulders with both hands, and two yellow rays of light poured out of his originally cloudy and dark eyes, rushing straight into Wang Yuanbao's eyes!

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow.

Two rays of yellow light poured into Wang Yuanbao's heart lake like a trapped dragon entering the sea, and in an instant, the two long bridges collapsed, and the heart lake suddenly set off a stormy wave.

Wang Yuanbao covered his head, in pain to the bone, as if he had been knocked out of the bone and sucked the marrow, but because the old monk of the abbot grabbed him, he couldn't move, and he only roared like crazy!

A pair of eyes were blurred with flesh and blood, only two rays of yellow light kept entering, and the blood continued to seep out, staining the gray monk's robe on Wang Yuanbao's body.

This creation is really life and death, wealth and nobility are not chaotic in the Tianzhou body, and the heart lake is entrenched by two dragons, which is both creation and shackles.

Letting go of Wang Yuanbao, the old monk got up and smiled miserably: "Yuanbao, this is my secret, you have to go by yourself in the future." ”

The mountain and field cultivators outside the temple gate did not dare to step forward to open the door, and they didn't know what kind of person they were inside, they could attract the Qingxu Dao Sect and the Wuxiang Temple, but they were afraid that at least they would have to be Jindan Realm figures.

With a creak, the door opened.