Chapter 147: The Great Treatise on the Tao Wan Qi won the championship, and the Tantric Buddha Rakshasa cultivated twice

Ten years of talking, I don't remember how many times I talked about it now, maybe there will be a detailed record in the Xin Xin Xue Palace, the backbone of the world's people.

Today, the 20-day discourse has finally decided the winner.

That Wan Yu Tao was like a river, and finally won the world. Although he was brought by Daoist Hongfei, he was half-Taoist and half-Confucian thoughts, and he barely lived up to the expectations of the world.

After all, Wan Qi Gongzi is not a Taoist priest.

The people of the world who are scholars know the name of Wan Qi Gongzi at once. But this Wan Qi Gongzi is not impressed with his reputation, as long as he can be free, no longer under house arrest in Hongyanguan, it is his biggest reward.

The ancient white mud inkstone that handed Mr. Zhang Hongru into his hands as a reward was casually carried in his arms, and Wan Qi Gongzi ran down the mountain with joy.

Before leaving, I still didn't forget to thank Daoist Hongfei for taking care of me these days.

This is a good life, as long as he is given freedom, he will no longer hold a grudge against Hongfei Daochang, and he still understands it very well.

Six hundred zhang of Niujiao Mountain, Wan Qi Yutao actually ran down without stopping. On the one hand, I'm so happy to be free again. On the other hand, in the Hongyan Temple, Wan Qi Yutao wanted to escape, and secretly practiced martial arts, but the Hongyan Temple majored in internal family skills, and there was very little fist and foot kung fu. Therefore, Wan Qi Yutao also knows how to use the dantian in one breath to save the most effort.

Wan Qi Yutao once wanted to stand on the edge of the cliff of Guanyan and fly with a crane as recorded in Taoist classics, but after thinking about it, it was unlikely. But the worst thing is that he can catch one or two wild geese as soon as he stretches out his hand, and pass the book to his father and mother, so that they can save themselves, and probably only when they encounter difficulties can they think of their father and mother. After drifting for so long, I really haven't thought much about my family.

Panting and running to the foot of the mountain, he saw a real person in a purple yellow robe sitting under the ancient cypress.

After living in the Hongyan Temple for several months, reading all the Taoist classics, Wan Qi Yutao knew what this yellow and purple Taoist robe meant. In the world, orthodox Daomen, only two people can wear yellow and purple Taoist robes, one is Hongfei Dao Chang, and the other is the lazy and crooked old Daoist in front of him, Jiaoyang Dao Chang.

Except for when he practiced, he looked listless. Now this Taoist great real person is smiling at Wan Yutao.

At the beginning of the seventh day of the lunar month, in front of Emperor Wu City, Wan Qi Yutao had seen this old way, and he also heard Hongfei Daoist often mention it, saying that the world's first rune sword, the three-thousand-year-old peach wood sword mantra is on this old way.

Of course, Wan Qi Gongzi didn't know what Jiaoyang Daoist was doing in private with Hongfei Zhenren, and this Jiaoyang Daoist was waiting for Wan Qi Yutao here, and wanted to take him to Zhuoyang Temple.

"Daoist Jiaoyang, the younger generation Wan Qiyutao has seen Daoist. "This Wan Qi Yutao is really a lantern on the bridge, and the ghost who doesn't know how to die comes over to greet Jiaoyang Daoist.

Jiao Yang Dao Chang propped up his body with one arm, leaned against the tree and nodded to greet Wan Qi Yutao.

"Dao Chief, the younger generation heard that Dao Chang has a peachwood sword that does not rot for three thousand years, I don't know if it's true or not?"

"Haha, there is indeed this sword, and it is in the Scorching Sun Temple at this time. ”

"Oh, when the juniors are going to pay their respects, the Taoist must not be reluctant to take a look at the juniors. ”

"You can live in the temple and sleep with it every day. ”

Wan Qiyutao's body was excited, and he saw a trace of terror in the smiling eyes of Daoist Jiao Yang. It's not murderous, but it's like a child in bad water, a ...... Not good anyway. Maybe it was because he heard the words "live in the view" that scared him into a frightened bird.

"Hehe, there's a chance, there's a chance...... The younger generation will say goodbye first, farewell. ”

Wan Qi Yutao ran away as if fleeing for his life.

Daoist Jiao Yang didn't stop Wan Qi Yutao, just looked at his back and nodded with a smile, then frowned slightly with a slight meaning, and looked at the west.

Wan Qi Yutao went down the mountain at noon and saw farmers plowing the rice fields and buffaloes plowing the fields. The book says that in the hot and rainy land in the south, rice can mature three crops a year, and if you seek yield and do not pay attention to quality, you can rush to plant four crops. This is really too different from my hometown where only one crop grows a year, and the yield is several times different.

Wan Qi Yutao walked aimlessly while looking around.

When he turned around for the third time and saw a female monk following him more than a dozen feet behind him, he had a sense of foreboding.

The female monk was dressed in a white robe, with a cleanly shaved scalp, bare feet, and her left sleeve fluttering in the wind, as if she was missing an arm.

Wan Qi Yutao walked fast, she followed fast, Wan Qi Yutao walked slowly, and when she wanted to keep up, she stood still.

Finally, this Wan Yu Tao couldn't hold it back, the sun was setting, and after following for a long time, are you still following? If you are a man with five big and three thick, forget it, a woman, and one arm is missing, dare to follow herself, looking for robbery, isn't it?

Wan Qi Yutao turned around and walked towards the female monk. When I got closer, I found that this female monk was middle-aged, with fair skin, a narrow and straight nose, sunken eyes, and black eyeballs that were actually blue.

When Wan Qi Yutao saw this person's appearance, he paused for a moment, and then said, "You nun, what are you doing with me?"

The one-armed nun Shi Li said: "Childe, I see that the son's temperament is extraordinary, the aura around the body is compelling, at this time the qi is weak, there is still a height of thirteen zhang three, if the son can get the heavenly opportunity, the anger is bound to rush the bullfight." ”

Wan Qi Gongzi smiled secretly in his heart, this son's temperament is extraordinary, and you need to say it.

"I ask you what you're doing with me?"

"The poor monk came from the Western Regions, walked in the world, and walked in the forest of three thousand lions, and has experienced all the crimes and sufferings in the world for one hundred and seventy years. ”

A 170-year-old girl? Wan Qiyu felt a chill all over her body.

"You're not going to double cultivate with me, are you?"

The female monk said solemnly: "Exactly, you and I have double cultivation, you have immeasurable luck every day, and poor monks have immeasurable merit in the world." ”

Before Wan Qi Yutao finished speaking, he hurriedly said: "I'm a whoop, whoa, whoa, you're a lewd nun, you think this son is your kind of person, you want to be blind, don't worry about it, it's impossible, no!

Wan Qi Yutao yelled at the female monk and turned around and ran. This white-clothed female monk is one of the three tantric kings of the same level of Buddhism as the Great Freedom Buddha who carries the temple penance on his back, the Rakshasa Buddha of the world.

When the female Dharma King heard Wan Qi Yutao scolding her lewd nun, she was not angry at all, and she was still kind and followed Wan Qi Yutao. "The poor monk can wait until you agree. ”

This night, Wan Qi Yutao did not find the inn, sleeping in the mountains, the white-clothed female king followed him to meditate in the mountains, Wan Qi Yutao saw that the lewd nun closed her eyes, so she secretly ran out for a few miles, and found her meditating on the ground in front of him waiting for him. This night, Wan Qiyu Tao was first in the atmosphere, and then a little scared. This nun must be higher in martial arts than herself, and she can't give her this virgin body anyway, otherwise the saint's book for twenty years will be in vain. And when I think of my grandmother who is not yet seventy years old this year, she is in her hundred and seventy years old, and her scalp is numb.

This night, Wan Yutao slept with his eyes open.

The next morning, the dew wet Wan Yutao's clothes, and this boy, who had been frightened all night, woke up with a spirit.

When I opened my eyes, there were two people not far away.

One is a female monk dressed in white.

One is a Jiao Yang Daoist in a yellow and purple robe, holding his beard and supporting his head, lying on the ground horizontally.

Wan Yutao's clothes were wet, but the two showed no signs of their clothes being wet with dew.

"Dao Chief!" As soon as Wan Qi Yutao saw Dao Chang Jiaoyang, it was like seeing a savior, and he got up and rushed over. It's like a child being bullied and seeing his parents.

"Dao Chief, save me, this nun is so shameless, she has to share a room with me. Wan Qi Yutao glared at the female Dharma King angrily.

The Rakshasa Buddha in the world slowly opened his eyes, and there was no anger in his blue eyes, let alone half of the meaning of lewdness.

"Childe, it's a double cultivation. The white-clothed Dharma King said calmly.

Daoist Jiaoyang lay lazily and said to the female Dharma King: "Master, Wan Qi Gongzi has a fate with Taoism, he is a congenital Taoist fetus, and the poor Taoist does not allow him to double cultivate with the master. ”

"The poor monk can wait until he figures it out for himself. The white-clothed Dharma King said calmly.

At this time, Wan Qi Yutao suddenly changed from an angry face to a smiling face, and said: "Master, I saw a great monk on Niujiao Mountain, who is also from your place, tall, with long eyebrows, and profound Buddhism, why don't you try him?"

The female Dharma King said: "The Buddha of Great Freedom is not a poor monk. ”

Wan Qi Yutao then said with a hippie smile: "You don't like to wear shoes, I also know a person who doesn't like to wear shoes, called Jiaolong King, you two can talk, his body is stronger than me, I don't know how many times, I introduce you to him?"

"The destined person of the poor monk is the son. ”

"We are in the Central Plains, if you want to talk about luck, it must be Emperor Wu Nangong Splitting the Sky, unifying most of the rivers and lakes, luck is high, kung fu is good, it must be better than me, right?"

The female Dharma King shook her head, neither angry, nor happy, nor sad.

Wan Qiyutao looked at it, put away his smiling face, turned around angrily and left.

The female Dharma King also stood up and followed Wan Yutao.

The lazy Jiaoyang Dao Chang also stood up and walked forward.

At this time, although the white-clothed female Dharma King was barefoot, from behind, every step she took, the soles of her feet were clean and clean, and they did not touch the soil of the world. Every step the female Dharma King takes, there is a golden lotus under her feet, and the lotus flower, one is bigger than the other, and the female Dharma King climbs high step by step.

The Jiaoyang Road is almost parallel, and after each step, two red carps appear under their feet. The carp swims in the air, always still. As Daoist Jiaoyang moved forward, the carp swam to the feet of Daoist every time, and the carp grew bigger and bigger, and also lifted Daoist Chief, walking as tall as the female Dharma King.

Since yesterday at the foot of Niujiao Mountain, the female Dharma King followed Wan Qi Yutao, and the Jiaoyang Daoist followed the female Dharma King.

Wan Qi Yutao, who was walking straight to the east, suddenly saw purple qi coming from the east in the sky.

Looking back, the western sky is full of golden lotus.

Jiaoyang Dao Chang and the Rakshasa Buddha in the world are both standing above the ten zhang out of thin air, looking at each other.

The female Dharma King was dressed in white fluttering, and dozens of golden lotuses appeared out of thin air around the two of them, swaying, like the wind blowing, some were delicate and blooming, and some were waiting to be released.

Two red carp shuttle back and forth, swimming between the two, lifelike. It's like swimming in a lotus pond.

Wan Qi Yutao looked back at the sky and was dumbfounded.

The west side is full of sunshine, the sky is full of golden lotus, and the Sanskrit sound is curling.

The purple air from the east comes from the east, the phoenix sings in unison, and the drums play the sky.

The sound of thunder on the ground came from far and near, and a long-eyebrow monk with a temple on his back instantly came to him from far and near, and his extremely fast forward body stopped instantly, without a strong wind.

Before the monk, there was a faster Taoist priest who arrived first.

"Daoist Hongfei!" "For some reason, Wan Qi Yutao was very excited when he saw this old way, as if he had been greatly wronged and finally had someone to support him, and for a while tears rolled around his eyes. (To be continued.) )