On Xuankong Mountain, the Taoist priest who had hardly set foot in the monk's temple before made an exception yesterday.

Today, the monk Shenxiu, who had never set foot in Taoist Taoist temples, climbed the ascension platform for the first time, and he invited the three of them to go down the mountain together to see if what his junior brother said was reasonable.

The younger brother said that he Shenxiu took the Buddha too seriously to "me" and "my Buddha heart" too closely. This is recognized by Shenxiu.

But the younger brother said that the Buddha is not important, the Buddhist monks are not important, and the Buddhist scriptures are not important, and he Shenxiu does not approve of this.

"All living beings have their own Buddha nature, and they have an epiphany to become a Buddha", he needs to go down the mountain to verify the words of his master and disciple to know.

Liu Yi and Yang Zhi are both on the Flying Ascension Platform, and Xiao Daotong is watching the sea of clouds on the Ascension Platform for the first time today, and the three of them are there.

It is not uncommon for Yang Zhi to be on the Ascension Stage, because he seems to have been everywhere except here, but he has not stayed anywhere for a long time.

After Liu Yi practiced his sword, he felt that the courtyard was too narrow, not enough for his sword moves to move around, so he basically practiced swords on the Flying Ascension Platform.

For Liu Yi and Yang Zhi's run, Xiaodao Tong called it "patient".

Liu Yi saw the great monk ascending the mountain, and thought to himself that Xiao Daotong seemed to be waiting for him.

After the Shenxiu monk finished speaking, Yang Zhi, who came to Xuankong Mountain with great difficulty, said that he would not go down the mountain, and the little Taoist boy who grew up on the flying platform did not want to go down the mountain.

Liu Yi's arrival in Xuankong Mountain also caused a grand occasion of Buddhism and Taoism, but now he doesn't know where his master goes, let alone practicing swords, as long as the place is spacious enough, it seems to be the same everywhere.

Liu Yi really wanted to go down the mountain to hear what Baili Qingqing had done, did Du Heli break into a reputation that was more famous than Baili Qingqing?

Li Baiyao, a scholar of Qionglu Academy, in addition to the limerick poems written to Du Heli, does there still have poems circulating in the rivers and lakes.

And those rangers who are all on the same side, now whether they have made a great reputation in this year.

Liu Yi, who decided to go down the mountain, did not twist, and after saying goodbye, he did not explain to Xiao Daotong, but only said to Yang Zhi: "You said that you are the prince, I said that I am still the emperor, how about it, the official is still older than you, right? After Lao Tzu leaves, when you meet a new brother, you will continue to brag, but don't pick up my words to brag, I will also make new friends in the future, and I can have fun with others." ”

Yang Zhi lay on the bamboo chair and clenched his fists indiscriminately, "Your appearance is really disgusting, believe it or not, if you go down the mountain in front of you, I will send someone to kill you on the back foot, you look at my house slaves, those are masters, masters, masters ”

Liu Yi pretended to look around, then pretended to come to his senses, pointed to the hut under the cliff and asked, "Just how many of them?"

Yang Zhi stood up and said with a smile: "I still have a cheap dad, do you believe it or not, I'll send him a letter and ask him to find someone to cut you?"

Liu Yi laughed, and pointed at the tip of his nose with his thumb with his left hand, "Dad is here, you don't need to send any letters, you say, I will strangle myself to death." ”

Yang was so angry that his teeth itched.

Liu Yi left satisfied.

Liu Yi returned to the yard to pack his bags, the fat lady chef was busy cooking, and his professionalism made Liu Yi very ashamed, when Liu Yi practiced swords, as long as Yang Zhi spoke, he wanted to refute a few words, but today he walked outside the kitchen, and the chef was still busy chopping vegetables, so he didn't even bother to look at him.

Liu Yi walked into the small courtyard, the six martial artists were closing their eyes and recuperating, Liu Yi smiled at the bald head: "I will contact your son-in-law when I want to eat meat sauce in the future." ”

The bald man smiled bitterly.

Liu Yi packed up a few changes of clothes and brought a robe. Carrying the wooden sword to go out of the distance, he remembered that the wooden sword had not yet been sheathed.

Liu Yi, who was carrying a bag and a sword, rushed to the monk temple to meet with the monk Shenxiu, and when he arrived at the monk temple, Liu Yi turned around and ran to the small courtyard and said to the chef: "Don't do my share today, I'm going down the mountain." ”

The fat lady chef stuck her head out of the window and asked, "Liu Daochang, this is going down the mountain to kill demons and demons?" The rice is almost cooked, why don't Liu Daochang eat and then go down the mountain, if the matter is really urgent, Liu Daochang just needs to be busy, I can help you eat your share." ”

Liu Yi smiled: "That's a good feeling!"

Liu Yi and two monks, one big and one small, went down the mountain together, and the big monk Shenxiu put the bag carried by the little monk into his basket and said with a smile: "Wolong, this Buddha name is very good." ”

The little monk of Wolong nodded but did not speak.

Liu Yi stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder, and the Wolong monk pushed his arm away, still not speaking, closing his mouth and Zen, and not returning the mouth when he was scolded.

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In the small town at the foot of Fengling Mountain, there is an old road with a hook on the waist, and there is an inn where Li Baiyao's master and servant lived.

At that time, the grand event of the rivers and lakes was spreading, the prices in the town soared, after the event, the business in the town returned to the original track, and now it is cheaper, as long as three cents of silver can live for a night, not to mention, for the source of lamp oil to give a lamp bowl to Manhuang, as long as you can be cheeky to ask for it, there is tea to drink, hot water to soak your feet.

If you make twenty or thirty copper coins, there are still people who pinch their shoulders and beat their legs to relieve their fatigue.

In the first 30 years of this life, the old way of brocade clothes and jade food began to step by step from luxury to thrift from the day he stepped into the door.

He didn't know that the inn under the mountain was changing its way to do business, but he knew that Confucianism, which had educated the people, had fallen, and the hearts of the people would change greatly, but he had never seen or heard of it on the mountain all year round.

In the first 30 years, there were many clever words to deceive the little lady to warm the bed, and in the stone ladder on Xuankong Mountain day after day, year after year, while fading the flowers, he also lost his eloquence.

When the inn guy sent the footwashing water, he said a few words: "The girl in the inn is called a water spirit, the technique is old and the strength is appropriate, don't look at the inn broken, here is full every day a few days ago." ”

When the guy asked Lao Dao several times if he wanted to pinch his shoulders and beat his legs, Lao Dao patronized his hot feet and didn't talk much.

I'm not afraid that you won't talk about business matters, but I'm afraid that you will refuse.

The three sons of the guy move with affection, know the reason, what elderly people are most afraid of blocked tendons and veins, blocked blood vessels, severe stroke paralysis, what if the road is fast, the muscles of the whole body are not relaxed when resting, the light is cramps and spasms, and the heavy can determine life and death.

The three sons of the work were active, and finally did not forget to pat the sycophants: "The old Taoist cultivates the Tao of Immortality or the Tao of Medicine?" But both are good, the doctor is to hang the pot to help the world, and the Tao is to become an immortal, and the small one is afraid that the old Taoist has been cultivating for many years, and has accumulated over the years, and the old Taoist is naturally profound, maybe he will fly into an immortal tomorrow, but he is still a person after all!"

Seeing that the old man did not answer, he pulled his sleeve to wipe his tears and sobbed: "The little father was sick all the year round when he was alive, but there were people in the village who were sick, whether it was men, women or children, the father would drag the sick body up the mountain to collect medicine to help heal, and the father would boil two pairs of medicine for himself when he was alive. ”

Birth, old age, sickness and death, the emperor has seen it many times, seen the eighty-year-old ancestors down to the nursing children all died under the knife, and I have seen the former Yongchen martyrdom, and the capable minister became a second minister and finally died tragically.

Senior brother also died a few days ago, Qingjing still hasn't gone to Salu Mountain, people outside the party are ruthless, after talking to an unknown old man in Ruyang City last time, Qingjing has long lost much concern in her heart, many hatreds have never thought of revenge, and many hatreds have long been forgotten.

When the old Taoist was in a trance, the third son of the job thought that he could succeed if he tried harder, and said with a smile: "The body is tired, and I clench my fist and beat it a few times, after all, the effect is slight, it is better to call two people to serve and serve, the old Taoist is an immortal outside the world, and the small one does not shout the prodigal skeleton, The coquettishly dressed woman came to the fairy in front of the eyesore, she had a good woman, the family suffered a disaster, the innkeeper was kind-hearted, not only gave them money to learn a skill, but also left them in the inn, the days are not good, only two meals a day, food and clothing are not a problem, and the big family that is sold to beat and scold the next person at every turn, or sold to the hook column is better after all. ”

Lao Dao was still immersed in his own thinking and couldn't extricate himself, he thought that he still had to go to Salu Mountain after the incident of Fengling Mountain, it didn't matter if he couldn't see his senior brother, he could see his junior brother.

The third son of the guy was still chattering, "If you have rough hands, you will bring tea and water, Sweeping the floor and wiping the table of rough work, otherwise the small can help the old fairy long pound the legs, my family suffered a disaster last year, the boss saw that I was diligent in my hands and feet, my sister was ingenious, so that our brothers and sisters settled down in this inn, my sister was allowed to press comfortably, a few days ago there were many guests, I was a guy upstairs and downstairs hundreds of times a day, tired at night almost crawled back to the rented cabin, my sister pinched my shoulders and beat my legs every night, I was able to recover yesterday's strength the next morning, as the old saying goes, 'strength is a strange, today is still there tomorrow after today's end.' I think that my sister has contributed a lot to the extra silver that I can earn in those days. ”

Qingjing, who came back to his senses, smiled quietly: "Then call and beat a few times, the poor road can relieve the fatigue, and you can also patronize your business to make a fortune." ”

The third son of the guy opened his eyes and smiled: "Well, the younger brother of the family is studying in a private school, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are expensive, and the last time the younger brother looked at a book of four taels of silver, the small one has not saved enough money until now, and the fortune teller said that my younger brother is a Wenqu star, and he can take the top official in the future, and he can't be bitter for his younger brother, and our brother and sister will save money to buy that book, and we will stay up until my brother is the champion and become a big official, and then we don't have to work hard to earn copper money." ”

With that, the man turned and opened the door and walked out of the house.

Lao Dao was moved by compassion, and asked the guy to call his sister to pinch her shoulders and beat her legs.

After the girl came, she closed the door of the house, and there were only one old and one young in the house, or a man and a woman, and the atmosphere was a little strange.

The thin woman was the first to break the embarrassment, she pressed Qingjing to sit on the chair, and squeezed her shoulders first.

When the woman pinched her shoulders, her chest rubbed against Lao Dao's white head from time to time, Lao Dao got up and rummaged through his bag to find the lotus crown that he had not worn for many years and put it on his head, and he felt a lot more at ease when he sat back in the chair again.

Lao Dao has not enjoyed it like this for many years, the little girl's technique is really skillful, Qingjing felt that when she was massaged, she only felt itchy all over her body, which was not comfortable, but now she was comfortable all over, and he paid happily with a refreshed mind.

The girl who took the money timidly went out of the house, and the third son, who had been talking and laughing with the old man outside the door, had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the girl go out, he stared at her with gloomy eyes, where is the girl his sister, and his cash cow is almost the same.

The girl didn't dare to hide her selfishness, and she didn't dare to be angry or speak, so she had to obediently give the money to the third son of the guy, as for how much the guy gave him, it depended on his mood.