Yang Xian had also heard a little about Xiao Tiandong, the young master of the Northern Sect Demon Sect, and when he heard that Xiao Tiandong had actually shaved off the eyebrows and beards of the bitter monks of Fulong Temple, he felt amused, but also knew how lawless and unscrupulous Xiao Tiandong was. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mizhou Fulong Temple, Zhongzhou Atrium Temple and the Western Regions Snow Mountain Jinding Dalun Temple, collectively known as the three holy places of Buddhism, is in the whole world, that is also one of the best sects.

What's more, the entire Buddhism sect is in the same breath, among the four major sects of Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism and Demons, the ranking of Buddhism is still in front of the Demon Gate.

Yang Xian, a monk of bitter fate, also knew from time to time that he was a master-level martial arts master who had been famous for many years, and he was a profound master of Buddhism, and often taught the Dharma on the banks of the Huanglong River, preaching the Buddhist scriptures, and had many disciples and great influence.

Xiao Tian moved into humiliation and suffering, and it was not only a bitter relationship that was offended, but also not the entire Fulong Temple, I am afraid that the entire Buddhist disciples were offended by him.

However, now the disciples of Buddhism have embezzled fertile land, privately raised monks and soldiers, and slightly larger monasteries have more than 10,000 hectares of land as temple property, which is really a bit unusual, Xiao Tiandong just shaved his eyebrows and beard, that is just what he does, it can only be said that he wants to be happy, and it has nothing to do with the people.

If Yang Xian encounters this situation, he will have to force Fulong Temple to take out the temple property and relieve the people.

Although Xiao Tiandong's behavior was happy, it couldn't solve the big problem, and it also offended the entire Buddhist people, which was too extreme.

It's just that Xiao Tiandong is a disciple of the Demon Sect, and Yang Xian is a member of the Confucian Sect, and the two have different cultivation concepts, so they naturally have great differences in their actions, but they can't say who is right and who is wrong.

Bai Zi'an was extremely talkative, talking endlessly in the small courtyard of the inn, from poetry, calligraphy and painting to the martial arts school, the martial arts school talked about astronomy and geography, and from the astronomical geography to the general trend of the world, as if there was nothing in the whole world that he didn't know.

At first, Yang Xian thought he was just talking in general terms, but after listening to a few words, he was a little surprised.

This person actually has the Tao of everything that can be said, and has his own unique opinions, that is, he has his own views and understanding of the general trend of the world.

"Brother Bai, I can't imagine that you, as a calligrapher and painter, are not only proficient in calligraphy and painting, but also can see the general trend of the world so clearly, and your ability is enough to take on the role of a place. ”

Bai Zi'an shook his head and smiled: "I'm just talking, if I really let me do it, then it will be exposed!"

In fact, the surprise in his heart was even greater than Yang Xian's.

Bai Zi'an is now in his twenties, and he can be called a talented person in the field of calligraphy and painting, although he is young, but his calligraphy and painting skills have reached a very high and profound realm, no worse than the skills of the elders in the door, that is, martial arts practice, among the peers in the door, he also has to rank in the top three, and he has almost touched the threshold of the martial arts master, only one foot away.

In particular, he has a wide range of knowledge, poetry, calligraphy and painting, astronomy and geography, and even the art of war, and he can be called an all-round person.

At the beginning, his teacher Sudan Qing said that if Bai Zi'an hadn't been distracted and multi-purpose, with his talent, he would have cultivated to a martial arts master a long time ago.

But with Bai Zi'an's erudition, when talking to Yang Xian, no matter what he said, Yang Xian was able to keep up, and interjected to comment a few words from time to time, all of which were to the point.

When Bai Zi'an talked about martial arts, no matter which sect he talked about martial arts, Yang Xian could tell the characteristics of the exercises and the stunts in the sect, which was a clear idea of the origin of these sects.

Bai Zi'an said poetry, Yang Xianneng casually said the masterpieces of famous poets and writers of the past dynasties and could improvise a few paragraphs, and pointed out the defects and deficiencies and where the beauty is.

When Bai Zi'an talked about calligraphy and painting, Yang Xian was even more proficient than Bai Zi'an, whether it was the opening and closing of the calligraphy brush, or the dryness when painting, Yang Xian could say that the head was the Tao, and from time to time he had his own unique opinions, and he had never made a voice before, that is, Bai Zi'an, a person who specializes in studying calligraphy and painting, also felt eye-opening and sighed.

"Brother Yang, are you really only twelve years old?"

Bai Zi'an looked at Yang Xian in disbelief, but he still couldn't hide his childish face, "You are so young, even if your martial arts cultivation is profound, I only think you are a genius in the sky, and your cultivation is scary fast, so it can be justified." ”

He sighed and said, "But now you even have dabbled in such things as poetry, literature, calligraphy, painting, and music, and you are so proficient in it, and even the way of calligraphy and painting is a little more clever than me, a true disciple of the calligraphy and painting sect, how is this possible?"

Yang Xian smiled and said: "Brother Bai can understand these things, why can't Yang understand them?"

Bai Zi'an said: "How can this be the same? How old am I and how old are you? Whether it is poetry, calligraphy, painting, or piano, chess, and the art of war, each of these things is enough for ordinary people to study for a lifetime, how old are you to be so proficient?"

Yang Xian said with a smile: "What is said to be proficient, but I only understand it slightly, Brother Bai praised it!"

Xiao Qingyu next to him saw that Bai Zi'an was so shocked by Yang Xian's talent, and he also felt honored, and said crisply: "Brother Xian, he was born amazing!"

Bai Zi'an nodded and said, "Only by saying this can it be explained!"

Bai Zi'an and Yang Xian had a very interesting conversation, and they talked until midnight before they went back to their rooms to rest.

The next day, Yang Xian put on a white tiger and drove the tiger cart out of the city.

The image of this white tiger is fierce, and it is moving all the way in the city, and the passers-by who lead it scream and dodge one after another.

"Brother Yang, you use the white tiger to pull the cart, and you are walking through the pipeline, isn't this a bit too ostentatious?"

Bai Zi'an rode a tall horse, not far behind the tiger car, looked at the pedestrians avoiding on the side of the road, frowned, and said, "This is a little inappropriate, isn't it?"

Yang Xian sat on the wheel and waved his hand: "What I want is to swagger! If I am not swaggering enough, how will people know that I am coming?"

Bai Zi'an exclaimed: "Brother Yang, are you doing this on purpose?"

Yang Xian nodded and said, "Yes, if you don't do this, how can I lure the great enemy out?"

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Bai Zi'an was dumbfounded, "Brother Yang, do you still know how many enemies you have? Now that the Great Zhou Dynasty is arresting you all over the world, you are still so flamboyant, you are the enemy of the whole world! Isn't it okay for you to restrain a little?"

Yang Xian said lightly: "Yang has always acted above board, why should he hide? If I don't act like this, how can I quickly distinguish who is a friend and who is an enemy?"

Just when Bai Zi'an was taken aback, Yang Xian suddenly let out a cold snort.

At the same time, Bai Zi'an's body was cold, and an uncomfortable feeling of being targeted and locked suddenly rose from his heart.

Bai Zi'an was taken aback, the large pen on his waist instantly arrived in his hand, he turned his head to look along the induction, and saw that on the roofs on both sides of the street where everyone was avoiding, there were two more archers with bows and arrows.

The two archers were both dressed in linen clothes, with slender bodies and hats, and their eyes were staring at the tiger cart where Xiao Qingyu was at this time, and the big bow in their hands was slowly being pulled out.