Wudang has a total of seventy-two peaks, the main peak Tianzhu is called the golden top again, in the straight into the sky, the steep top of the arch of the peaks has built a Taoist palace of ancient times - Taihe Palace.

This is also the only Taoist palace in Wudang that cannot be entered by tourists and pilgrims, and it is rumored that there are a group of old immortals with high seniority living in Wudang.

In addition to Taihe Palace, Wudang also has five palaces and two views, which are Nanyan, Zixiao, Yuxu, Wulong, Yuzhen Five Palaces and Fuzhen, Wuhe and Two Views.

This trip is to go to the Yuxu Palace on Yunju Peak to enter incense, where Bai Ruo seeks to sign a marriage.

The six palaces and two views are very close, one peak and one are all together in a pile, Yuzhen Palace is on the Daming Peak, and after a cloud bridge is the Yunju Peak.

The cloud bridge is about 100 zhang long, and everyone came to the end in a few moments, and the down-to-earth feeling made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Bei Shangyun and Yang Nanguan were the last to walk out of the cloud bridge, only to see that the young man who was still in a coma a moment ago woke up suddenly when he stepped on the rocky ground, and his face was full of horror and looked a little funny, but there was a black and thin boy who couldn't laugh.

There is also a small road nunnery on this side of the cloud bridge, but there is no other tiger stone here. Gu Dahong stood upright like a spear, waiting for the belated boy and girl, while the voices of Bai Luo and Gu Xiaopang kept coming from the Xiaodao Nunnery.

"Aunt Luo, Xiao Hong wants to eat sugar gourds. ”

"Eat a fart, you will know to eat and eat in a day, where do you get the sugar gourd on this mountain to sell, you have to eat to pick some hawthorn, anyway, it's about the same. ”

"Then buy it for me when you go down the mountain, okay, Aunt Luo?"

"Oh no, fuck off......"

Seeing the girl walking out safely with the young man in her arms, Gu Dahong's eyes flashed slightly, and the extremely hidden frustration in his eyes floated, and then he turned around and walked away slowly.

Yang Nanguan smiled weakly at Bei Shangyun and said, "Thank you, I can go." ”

The girl bowed slightly, let go of the boy, and walked away. At this moment, her face was flushed and calm, but her heart was beating a little faster than usual, and the boy slowly followed after touching his head.

This small Dao Nunnery is naturally not the Jade Void Palace, the world-famous Dao Palace is located on the top of Yunju Peak, and it is necessary to walk up more than a thousand stone steps to reach it.

Walking up the stone steps, after passing a few more Xiaodao Nunnery and Xiaodao Palace, everyone was less than two hundred steps away from the Yuxu Palace.

Looking up, you can faintly see the behemoth hidden in the clouds and mist on the peak, but at this time, Bai Ruo suddenly stopped, his face confused.

When the Yuxu Palace is climbed on the third day of the first month of each month, the visitors and pilgrims are all at their peak, but there are not many people on the stone steps at this moment, and it is extremely deserted compared with before.

And when he was at the foot of the mountain, Bai Ruo even saw a few monks......

As if he saw what his wife was thinking, Beishang said with a smile: "I forgot to say, today is the day of dialectic, the Buddha comes to argue, the Dharma field is in Nanyan Palace and Zixiao Palace, you can go and see it after the incense." ”

However, as soon as the words fell, Bei Shangji suddenly smiled, as if he had thought of something, and looked at his wife silently.

"Dialectic. ”

Yang Nan was concerned for a moment, and remembered that the old man had said that the dialectic was nothing more than a quarrel between a bald donkey and a stinky Taoist priest, just like a shrew scolding the street, but it was still quite interesting to watch.

"It's almost here, what are you talking about? Why are you procrastinating? ”

Bai Ruo's impatience was already written on her face, and everyone saw a white shadow flashing out, and she was already outside the fifteenth or sixteenth steps, walking up without looking back.

"Let's go, let's talk about it after the incense. ”

Bai Ruo said softly, although it was not close, Yang Nanguan could hear her voice very clearly, and he also heard a little inexplicable emotion from it, as if he was disgusted.

As the steps went up, a huge and majestic palace gradually revealed itself in the clouds, and the light of the rising sun sprinkled on it made it look particularly solemn.

When they stepped out of the last stone step and landed on a gossip map covering an area of more than five miles, everyone entered the Jade Void Palace.

The two sides are incomparably open, the vermilion high wall stands twenty zhang away, there are three doors in the middle, nine stone steps are paved in front of the door, there is a door plaque hanging on the middle door, and there are five big characters engraved on it - Xuantian Jade Void Palace.

Behind the high wall, a group of buildings can be faintly seen, and the majestic momentum is blowing in the face.

The Jade Void Palace has been erected at a very high place, the east is slightly shorter than it is the Yuzhen Palace, the north is slightly higher than it is the Taihe Palace, and the west and south are the Fuzhen Temple and Zixiao Palace.

The palace is splendid, built on the top of the peak of the fairy palace Qiongge.

The old Taoist priest with white eyebrows and beards is leading more than 20 little Taoist priests to recite the "Little Spirit Hidden Sutra" against the rising sun, and seven or eight young Taoist priests in their twenties carrying wooden swords are receiving pilgrims and tourists, full of smiles.

A Taoist priest in his thirties saw Bai Ruo, the smile on his face became a little stronger, and he greeted him and asked, "Is it still incense?"

"Well, but she may have come to ask for a signature. When he arrived at the Jade Void Palace, Bai Ruo's mood seemed to have improved a little, and there was a smile on his face.

She pointed to Bai Luo, who was squatting on the ground ten zhang away, boredly watching the old Taoist priest and the little Taoist priest chanting, and said with a smile.

didn't hear the content clearly but heard a familiar voice, Bai Luo turned his head and said helplessly: "It's considered to be here, my legs are numb." ”

Saying this, Bai Luo stood up and patted his leg and walked over.

"What were you talking about?"

"Nothing. ”

Bai Ruo shook his head with a smile, and the nine people went up the steps under the leadership of the Taoist priest and entered the Jade Void Gate.

There are many palaces, and the wood used is mostly sandalwood, and the fragrance is faint.

The Taoist priest led everyone to walk on the waist of the corridor for a while, and after half a cup of tea, he stopped in front of a large hall.

In the palace in front of the big furnace, the Emperor Zhenwu stepped on the auspicious turtle, slightly raised his head as if he was staring at the tourists who gave him incense, and also seemed to be gazing at the sky dome.

The long incense is the best agarwood incense in the Taoist court, the effect of meditation and concentration is excellent, the small incense is the incense that the pilgrims enter, and the incense of Bai Ruojin will also be inserted in the furnace after a while, and no matter how many people come with it, there can only be three incense sticks, and only one person can incense, which is the rule of Wudang.

Bai Ruo walked to the palace of the enshrined Emperor Zhenwu and some other immortals in small steps and waited, and after receiving the three incense sticks handed by the Taoist priest, he straightened his clothes and walked in.

She knelt on an empty futon, closed her eyes, held incense in both hands, and whispered silently.

This is praying, praying to Emperor Zhenwu and many immortals that everything is safe.

Bei Shangji looked at his wife's back with a smile on his face, and waited outside with everyone, while a white-clothed figure quietly left.

Bai Luo saw that in the aisle on the left, there were tourists holding a small bamboo stick or walking out with sadness or joy, obviously, that was the place to ask for a lot.

After a while, Bai Ruo got up and solemnly handed the incense to the Taoist priest, and the last step in the incense was the Taoist incense, which was also the rule of Wudang.

After walking out of the main hall, Bai Ruo glanced at everyone and asked Bei Shangji with a smile: "Did the girl go to ask for a signature?"

"Nine times out of ten. Kitakami smiled and nodded, and everyone chuckled.

In the last hundred or so stone steps, the atmosphere was a little dull, and Bei Shangjie said that the jade void palace was so accurate that it was outrageous, and vaguely clicked on Bai Luo and the ranger in the dart game......

Except for the little fat man who was still dazed or absent-minded, the rest of the people soon knew the purpose of Bai Luo's trip to the mountain this time and asked for a signature.

As for what it was, everyone knew it, only Bai Luo thought he was keeping everyone in the dark.

After waiting on the spot for about half a pillar of incense, I saw Bai Luo walking back with a happy face, as if he had asked for a sign or a sign.

"What are you doing, why has it been so long?" Bai Ruo asked with a straight face.

Bai Luo looked directly at his sister, his eyes didn't blink: "I didn't do anything, just wandered around casually, let's go, let's go." ”

The answer was crisp and neat, obviously expected, and for this profound skill of telling lies without blinking, Bei Shangyun wanted to give this simple aunt a thumbs up.

"Forget it, you girl, let's go. ”

Bai Ruo nodded at the Taoist priest with a smile, and under his eyes, he led everyone out of the Jade Void Palace, and then walked out of the Jade Void Gate, and disappeared from the Taoist's field of vision.

Stepping out of the Bagua diagram at the top, there is a stone staircase that winds like a dragon at a glance.

Bai Ruo slowly walked down the stairs, and asked softly as he walked, "Do you want to go to see the dialectics?" If you don't go, we'll go back to the dart game." ”

As soon as the words fell, Bai Ruo's hand was held by a rough big hand, and Bai Luo's voice sounded at the same time.

"I'm not going, it's boring. ”

"Then Xiao Hong won't go, Aunt Luo, can you buy sugar gourds for Xiao Hong?"

The little fat man seemed to see that Bai Luo was in a good mood, and hurriedly took her hand and shook it gently, trying to see if he could get a sugar gourd.

"Okay, as much as you want. ”

Bai Luo was in a really good mood, and he touched the little fat man's little brain and took his hand.

"I'll follow the four little ones, they seem to want to go. At this time, Zhu Yao said with a smile.

Bei Shangji glanced at the four little guys who wanted to go and didn't say a word, and nodded.

"Let's go. ”

There was no word all the way, only the little fat man kept talking, and everyone parted ways at Nanyun Bridge, and Yang Nanguan felt that the roots of his ears were finally clean.

Before he stepped on the cloud bridge, Gu Dahong suddenly walked over, looked at Yang Nanguan and asked, "I'll help you?"

"Hmm. ”

Glancing at the clouds and mist under the bridge that had dissipated a little, revealing some verdant abyss, Yang Nanguan shrunk his neck and nodded a little embarrassedly.

Between the two of them talking, Bei Shangwen and Bei Shangyun had already taken the lead in stepping on the cloud bridge, followed by Yang Nanguan and Gu Dahong, and then Zhu Yao.

As soon as he stepped on the cloud bridge, Yang Nanguan's face instantly turned a little pale, and he could feel that his forehead was already sweating slightly, so his right hand unconsciously clenched Gu Dahong's clothes.

This time they walked relatively fast, and within thirty breaths, the five of them walked out of the cloud bridge.

Visitors can be said to be at their peak, as many as silk, rubbing shoulders and climbing the steps.

Among these people, there are Taoist priests in the Dao Palace, as well as rangers who come to visit, rich scholars, high-ranking officials and dignitaries who have changed into easy clothes, and local people......

When Yang Nanguan eased up, the five of them mixed into the flow of people and walked up the stairs, and there were constant sounds of tourists talking in their ears.

"I heard that it was Xiaozhao Temple who came to distinguish the law this time, but I don't know if it's true or not. Said a ranger with a large shrouded knife on his back.

"Hey, your news is not very accurate, there are two temples this time, in addition to Xiaozhao Temple, there is also a Hanshan Temple. ”

"Hanshan Temple? Isn't that in Jiangnan? I still come to argue from such a distance, I remember that there is not a Qingcheng Mountain in Jiangnan? Why do you want to go far away?"

"These words show that you have shallow knowledge, the world is unified, and Wudang is respected, haven't you heard of it?"

"I really haven't heard of it, but I don't like what you say, what makes me shallow in my knowledge, I call it a knife practice, and I don't know about the world. ”

"Ho Ho Ho, come on, I don't know ...... you yet"

A ranger teased a companion who didn't know a few words, and he was so angry that he almost drew his sword.

After slowly walking through a hundred steps, Yang Nanguan's complexion had improved a lot, and he was silently listening to the conversation of the rangers beside him.

The four mountains of Taoism, the six temples of Buddhism, and Yang Nanguan have all been seen in the book. Xiaozhao Temple and Hanshan Temple are two of the six temples, Xiaozhao Temple is in the Eastern Regions, and Hanshan Temple is far away in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Boom!"

At this time, a melodious and heavy bell came from the peak of the endless peak, the sound was like thunder, and the aftersound echoed between the heavens and the earth for a long time.

This is the bell of the Zixiao Bell.

As the treasure of Zixiao Palace, one of the eight great avenues of Wudang, if the Zixiao Bell rings, it must be a major event in the palace, and this time the major event is dialectic, and the Buddha comes to argue.

In front of the Zixiao Palace at the peak

An old man with white eyebrows and eight inches long is sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes, and holding a yellow court seal in his hand. Behind him is a half-person-high quaint purple bell, the bell is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and it is this white-eyed old man in purple clothes who shook the Zixiao bell with his majestic internal force.

In front of Lao Dao sat a handsome little monk five zhang away, the little monk was no more than twenty years old, his robe moved slightly with the wind, and the gentle smile on his mouth made some little girls look a little stupid, staring at the figure of the little monk in a daze.

The ground of the six palaces and two views is a gossip map, and the place where the stone steps are opposite is Qian, that is, the place of dialectics, and the place where everyone stands is Qianmen.

Behind the Zixiao Bell, which was still swinging slightly, more than 20 purple-robed veterans sat on the steps, solemnly reciting the "Nanhua Sutra" in unison, solemn and solemn.

Behind the little monk are also sitting a dozen monks, with their hands folded, reciting the Diamond Sutra.

The pilgrims who came to watch the debate were quite far away, and they sat one by one, and they were all quiet after hearing the chime of the Zixiao Bell.

At this moment, the peak was so quiet that only the sound of chanting, the rustle of the wind through the leaves, and the aftermath of the Zixiao bell.

The Zixiao Bell, which weighed thousands of catties, shook more and more slowly, and stopped completely after a few breaths, when the old Taoist opened his eyes, and his voice was like a flood of bells: "What is Buddha?"

Hearing this, the little monk folded his hands and said the Buddha's name, and said without thinking: "Seeing nature with a clear mind is a Buddha, liberating life and death is a Buddha, and transcending reincarnation is a Buddha." Buddhas, crossing a few, crossing people, crossing the world, and crossing all souls in a micro-body. ”

As soon as the words fell, the little monk smiled and said, "It's time for the little monk, what is the Tao?"

"The Tao is in harmony with all things, there is humanity, and there is the way of heaven. Heaven is impermanent and humanity is permanent, fighting and turning stars is the way, flowers blooming and falling is the way, clouds and clouds are the way, and a line and a sitting are also the way. The Tao is difficult to describe and difficult to say, all beings like us are Tao!"

After the words fell, Lao Dao then asked: "I don't understand, continue to ask the Buddha." ”

"A Buddha is the meaning of an enlightened being, that is, to have sufficient self-awareness, to be aware of him, to realize the perfection of his actions, and to see the beginning of all dharmas as they are. ”

I don't understand, I continued. ”

"The Taoist is born to two, two to three, and three to all things......"

One argument and the other refute. Although there are no swords facing each other, there is an indescribable meaning in the confrontation of every answer and question.

It is the constant temptation of the Tao and the Buddha, like the invisible battle between the Buddha and the Emperor Zhenwu, which makes people immerse themselves in it unconsciously.

Since ancient times, there have been Confucianism, interpretation, and Taoism. Six hundred years ago, when the Great Chu was at its peak, it was also the heyday of Confucianism.

But with the demise of the Great Chu, Confucianism seems to have collapsed, and it has been in decline for a long time, and now only Shi and Dao are left to compete.

A small debate in three years, a major debate in five years. However, every time I argue and argue, it ends in nothing, and I think this year will be the same.

When the visitors and pilgrims stepped out of the last stone steps and entered the Zixiao Palace, no matter who they were, their expressions were a little solemn, and they did not talk to their companions, but silently chose a place to sit down and listen to the dialectic.

The same is true of Yang Nanguan and his entourage, the four of them looked at each other, and Zhu Yao led the four little guys to sit down in a place not far from or near the dialectical center, and listened to the Buddha's words and Taoism.

"Buddhism is exquisite, Taoism is natural, the two are not connected, and the Tao of the Buddha, and the Buddha on the Tao, is tantamount to a chicken and a duck talking, playing the piano to the cow, arguing and arguing, no intention only. ”

It is difficult for anyone to imagine that on the top of the majestic Zixiao Hall, there will be an ancient old man dressed as a woodcutter who speaks nonsense about the dispute between Dao and Buddha.

The old man had a rough face, with jagged white hair, black hair and sawdust, and a bearded face. Dressed in shabby linen clothes, he took off his broken straw sandals and put aside a rusty axe.

Half-sitting, the old man looked at the dry door, took out a few fresh dates from his arms, wiped them on the linen clothes that didn't look very clean, and picked a big one and stuffed it into his mouth.

After a while, the old man spit out the jujube kernel in his mouth and smashed it on the head of an old Taoist priest wearing a purple gold robe under the Great Hall impartially.

The old Taoist man had white hair all over his head, tied in a bun at the back of his head, and embroidered a large bell on his back with darker dark gold needles and threads on his purple and gold robes inlaid with gold patterns, and a peachwood sword that looked a little older was also carried on his back.

The old Taoist looks kind, and he can vaguely see a little handsome when he was young. was hit on the head by the jujube pit, and the old Taoist was not annoyed, but his expression became more and more respectful, and his eyes flashed with remembrance.

"Come up when you come, what are you doing standing under it like a log?" The old man's voice came faintly, obviously knowing that His Highness had someone.

"Yes. "I was summoned by my uncle, and the old Taoist answered.

The toes are light, the figure of the old road is as light as a feather, swaying upward, smart and ethereal, like a white crane flying, stepping on the clouds, so that its light skills are Wudang's unique body method in the world - longitudinal cloud ladder.

Landing steadily on the top of the main hall, the old Taoist walked lightly to the woodcutter's old man's side, his voice trembling a little with excitement, but he was suppressed by him.

"Uncle Shi. ”

"Sit. ”

The old man glanced at him, handed a jujube over, and the old Taoist gently took it, sat down beside the old man, and looked at the dialectic at the dry gate two miles away.

There was no word for a long time, only the sound of the old man spitting jujube pits.

Wudang 12 generations, Xuan, Yuan, Kong, Wu, Dry, True, Void, Zi, Qing, Ming, Hao, Yuan.

In the round of twelve generations, the largest generation in Wudang today is the old head of the withered generation and the main master of the rest of the five palaces and two views, but this is only known to the world.

"Little Stone, is our Dao Gate in decline?" the old man asked leisurely as he spit out the last date pit.

The master of Zixiao Palace, commonly known as Shi Qing, was called by his uncle, and after his old face turned red, he quickly turned straight and said: "Daomen Yongxing, Wudang will not fall......"

"Smack!"

Before the master of Zixiao Palace finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by his uncle, and his head was tilted.

"Don't think that Uncle Shi is fooled after watching the firewood for more than thirty years, look at those little kids, they don't even have an abyss realm, isn't it declining?"

The old man pointed to the group of old Taoist priests who were sitting under the plaque of Taiyuan Zixiao Palace, and his face was indignant and angry.

Then the old man turned his head and glanced at the gray-haired nephew, and he was full of firepower.

"And you kid, have you lived to be a dog? almost a hundred years old, and you're just an abyss, and you're just stupid ......."

scolded and opened the box, the old man couldn't hold it back, and his witty words were full of witty words, just like Lao Tzu was training his son who was not angry, and he trained a large number of old Zixiao Palace masters like they had seventy years ago, and the latter nodded yes again and again, and he was still in tears.

The old elder had never been scolded by his uncle for a long time, and Shi Qing felt like he had returned to the time when he had just gone up the mountain, his nose was sour, and tears were pouring out uncontrollably.

"When you scold, you cry, how many adults you are. ”

The old man stopped scolding, frowned and patted his nephew's head, his tone full of helplessness.

Judging from the appearance alone, the seniority of the two should actually be reversed, as the oldest Taoist priests in Wudang and even the world, the old man is chopping wood in the mountains but has not heard about the affairs in the mountains for a long time, this time it is also a coincidence to come out to see the dialectics that have not been seen for a long time, after all, he has been chopping firewood for more than 30 years, and he is tired of liking it.

"Boy, don't cry, someone is here. The old man suddenly raised his head, looked at the two figures of an old man and a young man who were slowly stepping up the stone steps, and smiled and showed a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"Back then, his realm was not as good as yours, now you look at him, look at you again, alas!"

Old friend?

The old Taoist priest raised his head, and also looked over with teary eyes, and when he saw a burly old man, the Zixiao Palace Lord, who had always been in front of Mount Tai and did not change his face, lost his temper again, and wiped his face full of snot and tears, with a look of surprise, which made people look indescribably funny.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and asked, how can the emperor and the people be equal?"

The little monk is very difficult to entangle, several verbal confrontations, the old Taoist priest did not take half of the advantage, but in the same way, the little monk did not take advantage, a Buddha and a Buddha are evenly matched, and the tongue blooms lotus.

"Amitabha, all living beings have their own lives, rich or poor are destined, however, limited to one lifetime.

This life is a people, and reincarnation after death can also be a king, which means that all beings of the Buddha are equal, and it is not generalized to one life. ”

"Asked, what is the way to cultivate, what is the way to cultivate?"

"The Buddha said that reincarnation, our Taoist cultivators cultivate longevity, only for one life, so they cultivate for immortality, and cultivate the way of immortality. ”

"Ask the Buddha, how about sacrificing one's body to feed the tiger to feed it, and then harm others?"

"Buddha ......"

The words of a young monk and an old Taoist are sonorous and powerful, and the voices of the two of them resounded from the peak, just like the sound of the avenue.

The morning sun rises in the east, and the clouds gradually disperse.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. Ninety percent of the people on the summit are here to join in the fun, but even so, they feel that the trip is worth it.

Listening to the words and mantras in the ears, the state of mind is unprecedentedly calm, and a few of the martial artists who have reached the bottleneck of martial arts have even gradually become ethereal, and have entered the realm of epiphany as Buddhism says.

At this time, the number of tourists who came to observe the dialectic gradually decreased, and a burly gray-robed old man came with a wonderful woman in yellow, found a place at random, and sat down on the ground.

Looking at his appearance, the old man is about the age of the sixtieth year, with white temples and faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, just like an ordinary old man, but this old man's eyes are bright, and his eyes are gentle mixed with a little imperceptible majesty.

The woman in yellow is about the age of peach and plum, with black hair like ink and half a yellow veil. The eyebrows seem to have been carefully outlined by the most delicate painters, and the skin is like condensation, which makes people look at it at a glance and be shocked.

The woman sat beside the old man obediently, but it seemed that she was an idle person, she couldn't calm down to listen to the law at all, and after a while, a pair of beautiful eyes looked around.

Soon, the woman's eyes rolled, her heart paused for a moment, and she began to tease some teenagers who were quietly staring at her with her eyes.

A slight raising of an eyebrow made the teenagers panic, and their faces were red, while the girls chuckled silently, their eyebrows crooked, very seductive.

Suddenly, the girl saw a somewhat familiar face, and the whole person was in a trance.

It was a somewhat unique young man, the appearance of the young man could only be regarded as average, black and thin, but his back was as tall as a spear, and his body was as immobile as a mountain.

Next to the black and thin boy, there is a handsome and white young man, a handsome young man who seems to have an understanding, a girl with an elegant appearance, and a thin man with a good breath.

However, none of these entered the woman's eyes, and at this moment, the woman in yellow, who had not even looked at the leader of the family a few times, was attracted by a very ordinary-looking young man, stared at him for a long time, and was stunned.

Gu Dahong, who was immersed in dialectics, seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look in the direction of the woman in yellow.

The young man's eyes flashed with amazement at first, but he quickly turned his head back, and almost in less than a breath he was immersed in the dialectic.

Not him!

The moment they looked at each other, the woman came back to her senses from her memories, first feeling lost, and then she was stunned.

She saw that the young man just glanced at herself, and then turned her head, and the woman couldn't help frowning, her apricot eyes were erected, and she stared at this thin black and thin young man who was somewhat similar to the old man with wide eyes.

Accustomed to the feeling of being watched by a man, and suddenly being treated almost ignored by a teenager, Wu Yijing's unyielding temperament came up, she didn't believe it, a young man who had not dried up could have such determination and turn a blind eye to a big beauty like her.

After glaring at the young man for more than twenty breaths, Wu Yijing was deflated, blinking her somewhat dry eyes, and her heart was extremely depressed.

In these twenty or so breaths, the young man only glanced at her, and there was a deep doubt in that eye, as if asking why are you staring at me?

Wu Yijing wondered if this young man was a man, and he was not interested in such a beauty as herself.

Although she is shrouded in a veil, this should not affect her charm, which Wu Yijing has always had great confidence in herself.

Today, however, she was deflated, at the hands of a boy who looked to be fifteen years old at most, and was devastated, but she soon recovered her mood.

"The good of Longyang must be the good of Longyang. Wu Yijing said secretly in her heart, maliciously thinking of a seemingly reasonable explanation.

At the same time, Gu Dahong was also very strange in his heart, and once thought that Xiao Hong had painted his face when he was asleep.

Otherwise, how could there be a girl with extremely beautiful eyebrows staring at him, an ordinary boy, he didn't think he had the capital to attract the favor of beautiful women, at least, not now.

With the passage of time, more and more tourists came to watch the debate, but everyone was quiet from stepping out of the stone steps to finding the place to sit down, and even some children of seven or eight years old were not noisy or noisy, and sat quietly next to adults.

There is a big tripod between the little monk and the old Taoist priest, and there is an incense burning in the tripod, and when the incense is exhausted, it is the end of this debate.

The rising sun rose higher and higher, and half an hour passed in a flash, and a fragrance burned out.

The little monk folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, awakening the people whose minds were immersed in dialectics.

"Amitabha, the Tao is profound, the little monk is ashamed, it is the little monk who lost, and he dared to ask the long way. ”

It is clear that there is no victory or defeat, but the little monk thinks that he has lost and has a refreshing smile.

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "There is no victory or defeat in this debate, and I dare not live in victory.

"Little monk Hanshan Temple Xuanqing. ”

The little monk got up, smiled and bowed his head at the Guanmo Daoist, and the old Taoist nodded in return.

The dialectic is generally debated three times, and the first debate Master Xuanqing thinks he is defeated, and the Daomen wins the debate.

This is Hanshan Temple's etiquette defense of Zixiao Palace, I think it will be the same in Nanyan Palace, Xiaozhao Temple will also give it the first debate, and then the Daomen will also argue, and then in the third debate, the Buddha and the Tao are invincible, and it is a tie.

"What are you thinking? ”

The old man touched Wu Yijing's little head, and his big hand helped her tidy up a few strands of black hair that had been slightly blown by Gang, with a smile on his face.

"It's nothing, it's just a little boring. Wu Yijing rested her head on the old man's strong shoulder, "Grandpa, shall we go back?"

is twenty years old, and when talking to her grandfather, Wu Yijing will still be habitually coquettish.

The old man also liked this very much, and patted his granddaughter's little brain helplessly, "It was you who said that I wanted to come to see it, but now it's you who don't watch it, I really can't help you." ”

"Grandpa!" Wu Yijing said coquettishly, not afraid of the most majestic old man in the family at all.

"Okay, good, good, go with grandpa to see an old man, and leave after seeing him, okay?"

"Okay, but grandpa, I'm hungry. ”

"The food in Zixiao Palace is the best in Wudang, are you afraid that you won't have anything to eat here?"

The old man looked at an old Taoist priest who slowly walked out of the Taiyuan Zixiao Palace, and smiled very happily.

The old Taoist priest did not come over, but stood on the steps and waved at the old man.

The old man got up, left quietly with the girl, and walked in front of the old Taoist priest without attracting anyone's attention.

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time!" the old man glanced at the senior brother who had not seen each other for more than ten years, and smiled even more.

"Senior Brother Wu, I'm finally willing to come back and take a look. It was the old Taoist priest of the Zixiao Palace Lord who gave the old man a bear hug, and the old man's face was filled with a smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Xiao Jing'er, shout Grandpa Shi. The old man pushed away the enthusiastic senior brother with a disgusted face, turned his head and smiled at his granddaughter.

"Hello Grandpa Shi. Wu Yijing shouted sweetly.

"Good, good. The old Taoist priest bowed his head, glanced at the slim Wu Yijing, and said to the old man with a smile: "I have heard that you have a granddaughter a long time ago, and you are so smart this time, you deserve to be a famous beauty on the list." ”

Grandpa's deceased is naturally a senior, and it is impolite to go to see a senior with a veil, so Wu Yijing took off the veil on the road, revealing a peerless beauty that is enough to fall into the city.

has long passed the age of wind and snow, the heart of the Dao is already close to a rock, Zixiao Zhenren is still amazed by Wu Yijing's stunning beauty, you can imagine what a prosperous face this is!

"I smell pumpkin nests and shallot porridge. The old man suddenly sniffled and smiled.

"The dog's nose is still so smart, I saw you coming and it was burning, and I would have stewed it for you a long time ago, let's go. Zixiao Zhenren and the old man glanced at each other and laughed.

At this moment, Wu Yijing felt as if her grandfather was many, many years younger, from a majestic old man to the little junior brother covered by his senior brother, and at this moment, the senior brother and the junior brother were already nearly 100 years old.

Before completely entering Zixiao Palace, Wu Yijing glanced at Gu Dahong's position and frowned slightly.

I don't know when, it was already empty, and the five black and thin boys had quietly left.

A little Taoist priest inserted a stick of incense into the ding, lit it, and the second debate began.

"Boom!"

Zixiao Bell was shaken by another old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist priest took the place of Guanmo Old Dao, and a monk in his forties also took over the position of Master Xuanqing.

The words of the Buddha and the Tao sounded again, echoing in the sky.