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He looked at the bamboo scroll in He Zhengzhi's hand that was still exuding a rich and clear light, and asked, "I don't know what the Tao Sutra is in your hand?"

"Hehe, this is the "Tao Te Ching" written by Lao Tzu Sage when he sent a letter to Guguan in the west. He Zhengzhi said with a smile.

"Tao Te Ching", can be said to be the most widely circulated Taoist scripture, and it is the most powerful of the saints when the manuscript was written by Lao Tzu, and it was written not long before the saints returned to seclusion, which is the latest of all the scriptures, and the Bible with the least loss of spirit and spirit, burned for so long to pay off the light, it makes sense.

After the doubts in his heart were resolved, he nodded at He Zhengzhi, and then left without looking back, without the slightest idea of inviting He Zhengzhi to be a guest, in fact, he hated He Zhengzhi to the bone marrow who forced him to follow himself to self-liberation.

After He Zheng got off the high platform, surrounded by a bunch of fellow Daoists, he returned to Luoyang Baiyun Temple, firstly to celebrate the victory, and secondly, to have something to discuss.

He Zhengzhi first thanked the fellow Daoists who came to help him, and then took out the gourd containing the pseudo-Dou Shi Huo and sixty percent of the essence of his own body, and said to the Fire Spirit Dao: "Fire Spirit Daoist friend, the poor Dao has a reluctant request. ”

"Needless to say, Daoist friends were invited to come this time, but they didn't make any effort, and they lost the fighting method, so they didn't want to go. There is still sixty percent of the essence of the Daoist body in this gourd, but it is not bad to cultivate into a temporary residence for the Yuan Shen, so I have done my part for the Daomen. ”

"Daoist friend Gaoyi, then I will accept this gourd, but there is a need in the future, but please speak, go to the soup and go to the fire, and do not hesitate!"

"Daoyou is serious, and Daoyou has given up his body for the dignity of my Daomen every time, which is the real high righteousness. The Fire Spirit Daoist waved his hand again and again.

"Don't say that, fellow Daoist, I fought so hard to keep my own land, but it's not so noble. He Zhengzhi said with some humility.

"If it's really for those few acres of wasteland, is Daoist really willing to destroy the body?" Huang Shigong said with a smile, affirming He Zhengzhi's merits in one sentence.

He Zhengzhi no longer shirked it, took out the "Tao Te Ching" written by Lao Tzu, stroked it a few times, like a pilgrimage, and sent it to Huangshi Gong with a solemn face, and said solemnly: "Lao Huangshi Gong will return this holy relic to Shushan Changmei Zhenren, and convey my gratitude for his righteous action!"

"I'll return the things, thank you for it, that old thing, if he hadn't persuaded me to do a favor, I wouldn't have done this at all, so I have to use things as a mortgage, a villain, thank him for what he did!" Huang Shigong snorted coldly, but when he received the warp, he was still very serious.

After doing this, He Zhengzhi turned his head to a middle-aged beautiful female fairy and said, "Yunyue Zhenren, that ice mantis cold crystal cover ......."

"Needless to say, in order to protect me, it is better to destroy the Taoist scriptures than to rust them in the view. Although Yun Yue is a female crown, she has a bold temperament that is not inferior to a man, and she waved her hand indifferently.

After He Zhengzhi dealt with the matter of the Ice Claw Cold Crystal Cover, he turned his head to look at an old Taoist priest wearing a yellow Taoist robe, wearing a Tai Chi hat, and a calm face, and stopped talking.

"Daoyou are worried about the volume of "Shangqing Taoist Says Xuan Sutra"? Daoist friends don't have to be like this, when I get this sutra, I know that I can't hold it for a long time, and now it's destroyed in the Taoist Buddha fighting method, and there is nothing to say. The old Taoist priest waved the dust and said indifferently.

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After dealing with these troublesome things, He Zhengzhi got up and bowed down to Huangshi Gong: "Fortunately, Huangshi Gong won the foundation laying game this time, otherwise I would not have the courage and determination to fight to the end with Shi Moteng, and I am deeply grateful here." ”

"Daoist friends have broken the old way, get up quickly. Huang Shigong hurriedly helped He Zhengzhi up, and said in a sincere tone: "Speaking of this, Lao Dao didn't dare to take credit! Lao Dao was originally tired of coping, but fortunately a master inspired me, so I turned defeat into victory." It's a pity that I can't see the true face of the master, and thank him in person. ”

"God bless my Daomen, this must be the great sage of my Daomen who saw our difficulties and secretly helped us!" He Zhengzhi said with a smile.

Chen Xian didn't know that he had become a great sage of the Daomen, and at this time, he was going to an island in the East China Sea with several brothers.

The macaque king said before that the peaches on an island in the East China Sea are ripe, and the taste is very sweet, so he invites everyone to taste them together. The Macaque King's proposal was immediately approved by the Yu Tamarin King, after all, it was a good intention, and Chen Xian and the other demon saints did not refuse, even if it was the Lion Camel King, although he was unwilling in every way, he still followed.

The Lion Camel King is not interested in fruits, and as soon as he arrives at his destination, he immediately rolls up his sleeves and goes to the beach, pulls his nets to catch fish, and prepares the ingredients for the seafood feast.

After spending a few days of leisure time on this island, the seven demon saints left separately, returned home, visited relatives and friends, and looked for opportunities to run all over the world.

In short, there is no such thing as a feast in the world, everyone waved goodbye, made an appointment for the next reunion, and then parted ways and embarked on their own paths.

Chen Xian is not in a hurry to return home, his cultivation is now at a critical point, and it is useless to blindly cultivate hard, he plans to accompany Mingxi Yang Chan for a period of time, walk around, and find his own "Dao", which belongs to his own leakless Daluo Heavenly Dao.

After accompanying the second daughter to visit various holy places in Nanbu Prefecture for half a year, Chen Xian said goodbye to the second daughter and embarked on his own path of seeking Taoism alone.

"There were more and more bald heads in Buddhist temples in the Han Dynasty. When accompanying the second daughter to wander around, Chen Xian sighed the most about this sentence.

On this day, Chen Xian set up a bamboo raft to the boundary of Zhenjiang, and when he went downstream, he couldn't help but sigh after seeing a golden bald head.

Although Buddhism was defeated by the Taoist in the discourse of the law, who made people more down-to-earth than the Taoist priests who were quiet and inactive, all living beings are equal, universal sentient beings, and the slogan of compassion is demagogic, and the saying of cultivating the afterlife is deceptive, so that those poor people rush to it, and the doctrine of persuading people to forbear and keep precepts caters to the will of the ruler, and it is strange that they have won the favor of the saints and have not developed quickly.

"Hey, this bald head ......" Chen Xian was about to laugh, when he suddenly found that the bald head was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while, so he couldn't help but stop the bamboo raft and shouted: "The monk under the willow tree on the shore, what is your legal name, where to practice?"

Fahai was meditating and meditating at this time, suddenly heard Chen Xian's voice, opened his eyes and looked at Chen Xian with some displeasure, and when he saw Chen Xian, who calmed the river and seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, he couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly got up and saluted: "Little monk Fahai, a monk from Youfang, I don't know what to call the great immortal?"

"Oh, are you Fahai?" Chen Xian was a little surprised, he didn't expect to meet Fahai here, this is an old man, he abandoned the raft at the moment, stepped in front of Fahai, and looked carefully.

I haven't seen it for hundreds of years, this Fahai has not grown much, so that it can survive the catastrophe, as a disciple of the Buddha's golden rice bowl (bowl), this qualification is ...... Bad evaluation.

"The little monk is Fahai, and the great immortal knows me?" Under the pressure of Chen Xian's mountain-like breath, Fahai was a little panting, but he was really puzzled in his heart, so he had to ask hard.

"Hehe, we've seen each other before, but I wasn't like this at the time, and it's normal that you don't recognize me. Chen Xian smiled and said, he was still a little white snake at that time, and he didn't know what would change in the future, if Fahai could recognize it, then he would not be a day immortal, but an omniscient saint who had seen all the Three Realms at a glance.

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