There are only two yellow-clothed monks and little monks and apprentices in Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City.

Whether it's practice or life, whether it's chanting sutras or fasting. It is the Pure Buddha Morning Bell and the Dusk Drum, Su Hanshan is independent, and he has long been accustomed to being so quiet.

Except, of course, for opening meals.

No matter where he is, the empty master can always show up on time before the three meals a day begin.

After the tea and dinner are full, it is still Su Hanshan who washes the bowl and washes the bowls, and lights candles and repairs in the evening.

It's a strange night.

The yellow-clothed monk who had cultivated to a golden body did not disappear in a hurry after putting down the dishes and chopsticks, but instead sat down Su Hanshan and took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks for the first time.

Su Hanshan's face was full of doubts: "Master, were you stabbed with a dagger during the day?"

The yellow-clothed monk who had been eating for more than ten years was in a hurry, and he almost broke the dishes if he was not careful. Fortunately, he was nimble and did not stumble in front of the apprentices.

The yellow-clothed monk piled the dishes and chopsticks together, and rubbed Su Hanshan's shoulders and back: "Master's body is not bad, how can he stab the broken copper and iron." But you're frightened, aren't you?"

When Su Hanshan was born, he was accompanied by a congenital damage to the Yuan Shen and a hidden disease, and his life was almost in danger. Fortunately, Li Guochu, the Taishi who was born in Qin Tianjian, spent ten years of life to make a divination for him.

Taishi Li Guochu calculated that the blessing of the Nine Emperor Princes in this life was in the Southern Dynasty, and he got a proverb: Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu!

Emperor Tang Jingyou reluctantly sent the newborn child Starry Night to send the palace masters to the Taohuashan Temple outside the capital of the Southern Dynasties for several months, promising that if the Taohuashan Temple took in the Nine Emperors, Su Tang was willing to make friends with the Li Southern Dynasty for generations and become siblings.

Xiao Xishu, Chu Jiangdong, Li Nanchao, Murong Beiyan, and the Su-Tang Empire in the Central Plains. Among the five kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period, there is no doubt that the Su and Tang Empires were the most powerful, and for the Southern Dynasty of the Li family, it was a fortunate thing that Emperor Li Jingyou could not dream of and could not ask for.

The Nine Emperors lived in Taohuashan Temple for fifteen years.

Buddhism has its own supreme and profound Buddhism, although the congenital disease of the Yuan Shen damage has not been cured, but the Zenkong Temple relies on the Buddha Sect of the past dynasties of the great sages and venerables to leave 17 Buddha bone prayer beads, with the "Taixuan Sutra" as the introduction of the Buddha array in the center of the eyebrows, so that the little prince can practice superior Buddhism to conceive the Yuan Shen, 15 years to be safe and sound.

Su Hanshan closed his eyes.

The bead string formed by the seventeen Buddha bone rosaries at the center of the handsome eyebrows is flashing with Buddha light, and the dense obscure scriptures can be faintly seen on each rosary, and the font is like a Buddha seal, circulating between dissipation and rebirth, so magical!

Su Hanshan opened his eyes, and the Buddha light at the center of his eyebrows flickered: "Master, is my illness cured?"

The yellow-clothed monk sat next to Su Hanshan and pointed to his slightly sore back.

So the roles of the two were reversed.

The yellow-clothed monk enjoyed bliss: "It is not impossible to recover, unless you learn to be a teacher and cultivate to become a golden-bodied Buddha." ”

"How should the Golden Body Buddha be cultivated?"

"That's a long story. ”

"Master, you make a long story short. ”

"Okay, then Master will talk to you. ”

The yellow-clothed monk pointed to his dry mouth.

Su Hanshan hurriedly poured some tea and handed it over.

"In the rivers and lakes, whether it is Buddhism in the Southern Dynasties, the Sword Sect of Western Shu, the Confucianism of Jiangdong, the Wufu of Northern Yan or the Daomen of Sutang and Tang, all the martial arts of Xi are divided into seven realms. From weak to strong, they are the martial artists of the power of the Ten Juns, the rangers who cultivate both inside and outside, and the masters who understand the four realms, and the four realms are the little grandmasters who have comprehended the samadhi now of your little playmate, the prince, who is now comprehending the samadhi, also known as the samadhi realm. The fivefold realm is the realm of the great grandmaster's enlightenment, the sixfold realm is the realm of the mystical and mysterious, and the last realm of the mortal realm is the pinnacle of martial arts. To be precise, the masters of this realm have been separated from the realm of martial arts, and it is not an exaggeration to call them immortals. ”

"Three hundred years of the Warring States Period, the Spring and Autumn Jiazi Year. So far, there have not been a few immortal immortals in the rivers and lakes who have reached the peak of martial arts cultivation. ”

Su Hanshan asked suspiciously: "Martial Dao Sevenfold Realm, why is there no Golden Body Buddha cultivated by Master?"

The yellow-clothed monk said extremely proudly: "There is no difference between the sevenfold realm of martial arts, the first six realms of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Dao sword and martial arts. Only this last realm is mortal, and there is a lot of truth to say. ”

"The same mortal immortals, the Buddha family is called the golden body, the Confucianism is called the pen Xuan, the heaven is called the astrological sect, the Xishu Sword Sect is called the sword immortal, and the Northern Yan country is commonly known as the martial saint. Your master and I are late bloomers, and we have barely cultivated into the golden body of the sevenfold realm of Buddhism. Alas, how did he accept a stupid kid who couldn't even lift a knife. ”

Su Hanshan was not discouraged, and suddenly thought of something: "Master, you talk to me about it." ”

The yellow-clothed monk was in high spirits, raised his head suddenly, and then waved his hand: "That's it, there's nothing to say." When you return to Sutang, the emperor will send you to the Taoist Gate to practice, and it makes no difference if you say it early or late. ”

A cold wind blows in the face.

The peach blossoms fell, and the yellow-clothed monk didn't know where he went.

Li Tianxia entered the Zen monastery: "Little monk." ”

Listening to the three words of the little monk, Su Hanshan was reluctant to deal with it, and buried himself in cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

Li Tianxia snatched the dishes and chopsticks from Su Hanshan's hand, and pretended to say mysteriously: "It's a great event!"

Su Hanshan picked up the dishes again and went to the well: "The Buddha's clothes will be in danger, but your father and emperor have given a reward?"

Li Tianxia carried the wooden barrel and carried the rope to send the wooden barrel into the well, filled with a bucket of water, and said to Guanzi: "No, no." ”

Pouring water into the wooden basin, Su Hanshan washed the dishes and chopsticks: "What's the matter?"

Li Tianxia mysteriously lowered his voice and leaned over: "About you." ”

Su Hanshan was puzzled: "Mine?"

Li Tianxia nodded proudly.

Su Hanshan didn't ask anymore, only buried himself in washing dishes.

He knew very well that this prince would not reveal a word if he showed too much concern or interest. On the contrary, Su Hanshan's bored expression was seen by Li Tianxia, but the latter couldn't wait for the bamboo tube to pour the beans out completely.

Li Tianxia said helplessly: "It's the foot monk of the Rota Temple who lost Zen during the day but killed the killer, and it turned out to be a fake monk with a face." ”

Su Hanshan didn't think about it at first, but when he heard what the fake monk said, he was slightly stunned for a moment.

Li Tianxia added: "Obviously, his real target is you!"

Someone is going to assassinate themselves?

Su Hanshan frowned slightly.

Taohuashan Temple stayed for fifteen years, except for the prince of the Southern Dynasty, who was almost the same age, he was more familiar, and the people he knew were all the sons and nephews of the monks of the National Temple.

He rarely goes down the mountain, let alone makes enemies with others, why would someone assassinate him in this Southern Dynasty?

Su Hanshan's concentration was still on the dishes in his hand, but he was obviously a little absent-minded at the moment.

Li Tianxia stood aside with his arms crossed, as the prince of the Southern Dynasty, he had no friends who could be talked to, and the little monk was one of the few.

He felt that it was necessary to let the little monk who was about to leave the mountain temple and return to the north know what the rivers and lakes were and the people were unpredictable: "Since the person who wants to put you to death is not in the Southern Dynasty, it is in Sutang." ”

Su Hanshan clenched the dishes in his hand.

It took a few breaths to calm his heart, he stood up, and looked at Li Tianxia sincerely with those eyes: "Thank you." ”

Li Tianxia smiled and patted the little monk on the shoulder.

......

Midnight.

The drums of Hanshan Temple are endless, as if it has spread all over the Southern Dynasties.

So the 480 temples in the lights of thousands of homes are all drummed in the twilight.

At the head of the Xunyang River in the starry night, there was a building boat docking, and the envoy who was ordered to come from Sutang finally set foot in the territory of the Southern Dynasty.

Midnight bell to the passenger ship!