"Tell me, what do you think?"

In the Drunken Immortal Building.

Su Hanshan was pressed down by Li Tianxia, took the initiative to pour a cup of Biluochun produced in Su Tang, handed it over and asked.

Su Hanshan took the cup and sniffed it, looked at Li Tianxia with a blank face and said, "I don't understand what you mean." ”

Chu Nanzhao sat next to each other and beckoned the little second brother to change some vegetarian dishes.

The white-clothed Li Tianxia crossed his arms and looked at Su Hanshan like a prisoner: "Is this prince saying that you have a gambling contract with Feng Qiwu and draw all the Dao talismans?"

Su Hanshan sipped lightly: "I will definitely lose if I fight! ”

Li Tianxia always felt that this matter was a little unreliable, and said worriedly: "You haven't been in contact with the Dao Fu for less than ten days, right?"

Su Hanshan said: "Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, sword and martial arts, when did the cultivation become successful or failed in terms of the length of time?"

Chu Nanzhao looked at Li Tianxia, who was always suspicious, and said with a smile: "What you said is reasonable, otherwise there will be no mediocrity and arrogance in this world." A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, I believe in Brother Su's decision. ”

Li Tianxia is still a little skeptical.

After all, every time the Red Buddha Yi sneaked into the mansion, he could see it clearly. I am afraid that the little monk will move his heart, and he will be angry and make this ridiculous gambling contract for Hongyan.

But looking at the latter's calm appearance, I thought that maybe I was really worried. Since this guy can understand Buddhism, Zen and the Southern Dynasty is invincible, it is not difficult to draw a few Taoist talismans.

Shrugging his shoulders, Li Tianxia gave up asking.

......

On the first floor, which reaches into the sky with a height of forty-four times, this topic is also being discussed. It's just that the person talking about it is not someone else, but Meng Shentong, the owner of the first floor, and Emperor Jingyou, who sneaked out of the palace every once in a while.

Boiling hot pot.

The spicy aroma hits the nose.

Emperor Jingyou, who was obviously riddled with old illnesses but never taboo, sandwiched a piece of cooked cattle and sent it to his mouth, and his demeanor did not have the appearance of an emperor at all, and he said vaguely: "Old Jiuchang is capable." ”

Because he was too fat to cross his knees, he had to sit on a bamboo chair and taste his signature dish, so the old shopkeeper Meng Shentong said with a smile: "Your Majesty has given birth to a good son." ”

Emperor Jingyou fanned hotly, glared at the old shopkeeper and said, "When did my brother learn to flatter......

The old shopkeeper Meng Shentong handed out a glass of warm water: "I'm praising my future son-in-law, but I don't suspect that I will be slapping the horse!"

Emperor Jingyou in the year of the Mandate of Heaven never seemed to be worried about the bet between the nine sons Su Hanshan and Feng Qiwu to draw the Dao Talisman, as if he believed that the Nine Sons Fu was inevitable in his heart.

Emperor Jingyou diverted the topic: "Has my brother talked to the kid in Buddha Yi, what do you think of Lao Jiu?"

The old shopkeeper Meng Shentong was just about to answer, when he saw the red Buddha robe walking up from the corridor with Fei Sili, and said with a smile: "The child is here, you better ask her yourself." ”

Emperor Jingyou turned his head and beckoned to his very favorite future daughter-in-law, the Red Buddha Yi.

The red Buddha Yi untied the sword beside Wei Mink Temple, who was holding snow silver dust, and then walked over: "The child has seen his father-in-law, the second uncle. ”

Emperor Jingyou smiled: "These days, can you get along with Lao Jiu?"

The red Buddha clothes that grew up in front of the knees of the two elders since childhood have long been accustomed to His Majesty's directness, so they don't feel that this question is abrupt.

She hummed and nodded.

Emperor Jingyou asked again: "Can you see it?"

The red Buddha's cheeks were blushing, and he buried his head, not knowing what to say.

The old shopkeeper Meng Shentong and Emperor Jingyou saw it in their eyes and laughed.

Emperor Jingyou said: "After the old nine Fu shocks the heavens, see who else in the heavenly capital dares to question your marriage and say that my son is not qualified!"

The red Buddha clothes are sandwiched with a leaf of green vegetables in the mouth, either too hot or too spicy, and the little face is getting more and more red.

......

The drunken immortal building didn't stay long, and Su Hanshan left the greedy prince and went back to the house alone.

Although at this moment, from the emperor's ministers to the common people of Limin, the whole sky was boiling because of a gamble between him and Feng Qiwu. But he was still like an outsider, and he couldn't see the slightest nervousness.

"Warm, warm. ”

"Brother. ”

"I brought back some snacks from the Drunken Immortal Building, come and try them. ”

"Brother......

"What's wrong? Isn't there anything to taste?"

"It's all spread in Miyagi, why do you still have the leisure to do this?"

"When a man lives, he must not allow himself to starve to death. ”

"But the problem now is that I am afraid that my brother will be drowned by all kinds of gossip in Tiandu City. ”

"Don't you believe my brother?"

"Nuan Nuan also wants to believe it, but looking at my brother's relaxed appearance, it really feels like a ......"

"Like what?"

"It's like I've given up struggling!"

“......”

"Your Highness. ”

"Okay, don't rush, I'll go and draw the talisman behind closed doors. ”

The maid Zhishu saw the scenes in the autumn pavilion in her eyes, and she couldn't bear to see His Highness's lazy appearance of giving up self-redemption, so she opened her mouth to persuade.

After seeing Su Hanshan return to the room, he began to secretly discuss with the princess Su Nuannuan and several sisters whether they should dismiss all the guests before the Fu Festival meeting, so as to give His Royal Highness enough time to draw the talismans.

After all, the implications are far away.

Since the Interception Heaven Sect became the orthodox state religion, and after the Pope Xuanji had another phoenix under the throne, the Heaven Repair Sect endured for many years. Nominally, the two sects of Daomen are divided into two sects and each occupy half of the sky, but the fact is that the Heaven Sect does not have the strength to compete head-on with the Heaven Interception Sect at all, so it has always been able to avoid it and avoid respect.

This time, Su Hanshan and Feng Qiwu made a bet, and it seemed that the seals of the two sects were angry and rushed to the crown for the sake of wearing Buddhist clothes, but at a deeper level, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was the first head-on collision between the Mending Heaven Sect and the Intercepting Heaven Sect in many years.

How can we be careless in major matters related to the honor and disgrace of the two religions?

Compared with the tension of the Manchu Mansion, the old man Huangmei, who has lived for a hundred years and has long been accustomed to seeing the worldly smoke and clouds, is very calm, bored in the room studying chess games, listening to the servants in the courtyard whispering in their ears, thinking that it is not just to draw a few talismans, as for the trouble that makes the city so full of storms and people are panicked?

......

Su Hanshan closed his door.

Lighting a lamp, he stood in front of the bookcase with his hands in his hands.

Thinking back to the conversation with the teacher, and looking at the thousand characters spread out on the front page, I thought to myself that since the essence of the charm is all kinds of traces that exist in the nature of heaven and earth, then the thousand characters are no exception.

What needs to be done now is to find out what each basic Dao talisman here represents, and what traces of nature are copied and purified.

Su Hanshan, who comprehended the art of the Heavenly Rune, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then held his breath and concentrated. With the divine wisdom of the Heaven Viewing Talisman, he stared at the Dao Talisman on the front page of the thousand characters, and sighed softly after about two breaths.

......

It's night again.

Su Hanshan and Li Tianxia, who had been recuperating for a few days, visited Qingfeng Village for the second time. Still to train Su Hanshan's actual combat experience, the bounty was increased from five taels of silver to twenty taels.

Liu Xuance, the owner of Qingfeng Village, who knew the identities of the two, did not have any abnormalities on the surface, but he cooperated a lot more than the first time. Su Hanshan's opponents in every battle were personally selected by him.

After several fierce battles, instead of being unpopular with one move, every opponent let Su Hanshan play to the fullest before narrowly winning one and a half moves.

This feeling successfully aroused Su Hanshan's unwillingness and burning fighting spirit.

So the more the war grew.

A set of heart Buddha palms and a nose knife gradually became perfect......