There are many famous monks and Taoists in the world, which is an unchanging law for thousands of years.

Daomen Supreme Dajimen Open the door to set up a sect on Wanzang Mountain, Buddhism Taidou Buddha Temple to meditate Buddha in Shoutuo Mountain, Taoist Dahu Tianque Palace asked Sanqing on Yangtian Mountain, Buddha, Taoist temple view is mostly located on the famous mountain, perhaps only in this way secluded in the Lingshan Valley, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, it is possible to be far away from the dust, abandon personnel, absolute red dust, benefit from practice.

And Daohai Wuwu also happens to be high on the Bullfighting Mountain in the north of Jiangzhou, and across the Jiangzhou City is Wanzang Mountain-Daji Gate.

There is a small building in a deep and secluded place on the Bullfighting Mountain, the small building is surrounded by bamboo rows, planted with orchid grass, cornflower and other simple and elegant vegetation, there are pebbles in front of the house and paved a curved path leading to the Qingyang Palace, not far away, you can see that the right corner is a row of bright cypress trees, surrounding a pool of clear water, and you can see a few gray fish waiting quietly in the pond during the day.

There are really not many places to stay on the mountain, there are pilgrims who want to stay on weekdays, they can only go to the pine stream thatched cottage in the middle of the mountain, they can not live on the mountain, and this Qilan Xiaozhu, only the guests can stay, since the dragon Jiao worshiped into the mountain gate, there has been no one living all year round, it is strange to say, and these days there is a young and beautiful woman who is recuperating from injuries.

At one end of the long case, there is a flame standing low on the brass lamp plate, puffing out the light blue smoke, and the figure of a young man is set off by the virtual and real disk, the night is already deep, under the green light, Qu Baoyi just picked up the book and put it down, and he always couldn't look at it again and again, he was always distracted these days, somehow, after a few struggles, he finally put down the book in his hand, and muttered: "Why is it so late, senior brother hasn't come back yet?"

got up and left the case, wandering around the hall, unconsciously going to the door to look at the Qilan Xiaozhu, the lights were bright, this injured woman had been sent to her by her senior brother Long Jiao these days, and she didn't have the opportunity to see her again, I don't know how much her injuries have healed, haven't you rested so late?

It was Senior Brother Long Jiao who was talking about it, but what he was thinking about in his heart was someone else! Qu Baoyi stretched out his hand and scratched his head, a little puzzled, and was stunned for a while without knowing the reason.

In a trance, remembering the first time I saw her that day, I lay quietly on Long Jiao's back, when I was placed in Qilan Xiaozhu, the gravel dust stained her clothes and hair, and her fair face was slightly gray but could not cover her peerless face, lying unconscious on the bed, and when she was about to leave, she grabbed my hand in a daze, and said, "Senior brother, don't leave me!" His heart suddenly moved, and he subconsciously looked to the side, not only holding his hand, but also his heart.

Qu Baoyi thought of the corners of her mouth at this time, and her heart was quite warm, and she inadvertently remembered what kind of person the senior brother in her mouth was.

Under the shadow of the tree, a drunk man came back slowly, staggered in three or two steps, and carried a pot of wine in his hand, looking like he was smoking, who would it be if it wasn't the dragon shark? I don't know how much he drank, when he swayed to the door of the Qingyang Palace, he was shaking, Qu hugged him one by one, and dragged him to the inner room, where Long Jiao swayed left and right and sat on the chair.

"You went to the mass grave in Xuetang Village again?" Qu Baoyi complained while tidying up the senior brother who was on his back: "Senior brother, you drank too much again!"

"You still have to drink, it's hard to be chic without meat and less wine!" The wine jug in Long Jiao's hand was pulled very tightly, and his lips muttered.

Seeing his senior brother so drunk, Qu Baoyi suddenly remembered the last time he was drunk, when he had just gone up the mountain many years ago, the master had just accepted me as an apprentice and gave me a sword to ward off evil spirits.

The sword body is made of one hundred and eight copper coins strung with red thread, about seven inches long, the hilt is very short, the hand is appropriate, I can't put it down, sleep are pillow next to it, the master said that this sword has the effect of calming the heart, and can also kill demons and subjugate demons, and the sword will not leave the hand after listening. Later, one day he was slackened and stolen by his senior brother, and one hundred and eight copper plates became the wine money for blue and white brewing. Later, when I couldn't find the sword, I was so angry that tears were about to fall, and I asked him if I didn't admit it at first, but then I admitted it, but what about him? I took the red thread of the sword and made it into a cute animal, and used the rest of the money to buy a string of sugar gourds, and told a few jokes, which made me burst into tears and laugh, and there was really nothing I could do with him.

Even if I learned the master's nine swordsmanship, I wouldn't be able to defeat his single move-shameless.

In the end, the master knew about it, and punished him for sticking to the Phantom Dan furnace, the Phantom Dan furnace is not an ordinary Dan furnace, people who are not strong enough often have strange fantasies and nightmares there, guarding the furnace alchemy for a month, he has lost weight, crying and begging the master not to let him keep the furnace, the punishment is enough, the master is very kind, since then he has drunk a lot, after the master goes out on weekdays, he also secretly drinks, but there is no such drunken mud, only this time it seems to be very injured, Qu Baoyi is also the first time to see him like this.

The dragon shark lying on the chair took another big sip of the pot of wine, the strength of the wine and the uncomfortable feeling slammed together, the dragon Jiao's stomach suddenly had a feeling of turning over the river and the sea, and he felt dizzy in his head, and after a few minutes, the things in the stomach suddenly surged up uncontrollably, and the sound of "wow" spit all over the ground, and the wine woke up more than half.

Qu hugged a broom and cleaned up, looking at his senior brother in a daze and sobering up a lot: "Still haven't found anyone?"

"No" Long Jiao knew what he said, changed

Qu Bao finished reading the "Guide Book", and these articles have become classics of Xiuzhen culture. What are classics? Classics are a sign of the times, unprecedented, for example, it is impossible for us to write the I Ching and Taoism now; it has risen to the level of rationality and has long-term guiding significance; it can withstand repetition, that is, the test of practice, and it will be read and updated often. People develop something useful from it every time they repeat it. This is the difference between the classic and the ordinary, a piece of loess, the rain will break, and a diamond, the polishing of the years, can only make it more and more bright.

Senior brother, in the past two days, I found a fat bamboo rat in the mountain.