Tsing Yi Confucian surname Yuan, the name of the school, from the family of poetry, scholarly family, since childhood, full of poetry and books, is a famous talent in Beijing, is the son of the Qinglou full of red sleeves, is a good student of the first class of the Jixia School Palace, and is the most popular candidate for the champion of the imperial examination in the spring of the coming year.

Originally, at this moment, he should have obediently stayed in Shangjing to prepare for the triennial scientific expedition of the Wu Dynasty, but he never thought that he would lose those Confucian and Mencian books in a rebellious way, leave Shangjing, and travel all the way to Yanyu City.

The round monk looked at Yuan Xueyi, and treated his body in the way of others, and also talked about his affairs.

The round monk said: "Yuan Gongzi didn't read your books well in the Shangjing Jixia School Palace, how could he have the leisure to travel the mountains and rivers and run to this smoke and rain building?

"Zen Master Yuanzhi, do you know, how many times have I listened to your question along the way?" Yuan Xueyi said with a smile.

"I don't know. ”

The round monk shook his head, he is not the group of Taoist priests who like fortune-telling in Qingyun Sect, how can he know how many times?

The answer is, many times. ”

The smile on Yuan Xueyi's face was even worse, and there was a look of revenge.

He was embarrassed by the round monk just now, and he now likes to see the "you're kidding me" expression on the round monk's face.

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When the round monk heard his words, he was indeed embarrassed, and said: "Yuan Gongzi is much better than us in Buddhism, why don't I introduce you to my master, and he will shave your hair for you, and help you find the samadhi in the world as soon as possible, how about it?"

Yuan Xueyi didn't expect that the round monk didn't have the calmness that a monk should have, and in the face of his little prank, he immediately fought back.

Yuan Xueyi had to put on an expression of "you have bypassed me", and said: "You can't eat without wine or meat, forget it, the Great Compassion Temple can't tolerate a layman like me." ”

"Oh, that's a pity, otherwise with Yuan Gongzi's good calligraphy, I would be blessed with the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Dabei Temple. ”

Yuan Xueyi heard the words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion", his brows wrinkled imperceptibly, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Great Compassion Temple, that is where countless stunts are located, as long as anyone learns one of them, it is enough to break into the rivers and lakes, and after more than ten years of hard study, he can become a first-class master.

If Yuan Xueyi can really freely enter and exit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to copy the scriptures, then don't say that he loses his hair and shaves his degree, and does not eat wine and meat, even if he does not get close to women for ten years, he is willing to do it.

Just, is this possible?

Yuan Xueyi was born in a scholarly family, and he has been branded with Confucianism since he was a child, even if he really sees through the red dust and leaves home in the future, he may not be able to contact the real orthodoxy of Buddhism.

This is the view of the portal.

"Haha, don't be joking, let's continue to talk about what happened just now!"

Yuan Xueyi's face did not change in the slightest, for the Great Compassion Temple Scripture Pavilion, he was naturally enthusiastic, but since things were impossible, he didn't want the round monk to see the joke.

"Oh, why did you come here for the title of the champion of the imperial examination?"

"The purpose of this trip is the same as mine, they are both for the Golden Scale Test, to try to climb the ladder, and to prepare early. ”

Yuan Xueyi took his gaze back from the sparkling lake outside the window, and cast it on the other side of the Golden Scale Mountain, through the pillar and the window sill, he saw the faint ladder on the Golden Scale Mountain, which floated and sank in the mountains, looming in the mountains, like a giant dragon rising among the clouds.

Step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step.

If you can really step through the 36,000 steps, you can turn into a dragon with golden scales, escape into the immortal gate, and live forever from then on. Even if you return halfway, you are already conscious, which will be of great benefit to your future practice.

"Compared with the imperial examination of the Wu Dynasty and the Golden Scale Examination, which is more important than the other, I think the round Zen master will not be unintelligible, otherwise he would not be in a hurry to break through the Bronze Man Alley and practice in the red dust. ”

"Moreover, the title of the champion of the imperial examination of the Wu Dynasty may not really require me to study hard in Beijing to obtain, and the Confucian students who think they are talented in Beijing are like carp crossing the river, but which one is really the pillar of the material? It is Yan Taikang from Yuhang City, who was in the limelight a while ago, but it is just a vain name, so why should I take this group of local chickens and dogs seriously? Didn't the round Zen master easily break through the bronze man lane of the Dabei Temple? In comparison, I think the round Zen master is more difficult to deal with. ”

"Yuan Gongzi is tormenting the little monk, I can't compare to you who are talented people who dance and write ink and chant poetry, I just can't even make a limerick poem. ”

"The round Zen master is modest, just to the Zen master to learn the master's understanding of the 'flower finger', I don't know how many people, if the Zen master goes to study, the chest of the heroic righteousness, will fill the chest every day, spread to the four directions, shelter the township. ”

"Haha, what kind of comprehension is not comprehension, what is the flower finger, but I learned it unintentionally, and I just hit the luck, if I really want to learn it seriously, I may not be able to learn it in ten lifetimes. ”

"Haha, that Zen master is the same as me, I don't know how to write a few praiseworthy crooked poems, I also went to look at it carefully afterwards, wrote and wrote, but there are no more poems like that, I can only say that the article is natural, I can't wait for the magic hand to get it. ”

"Justified, justified!"

The two of you are talking to me, and they are chatting happily.

Suddenly, the two stopped talking at the same time and looked out the window on the rainy lake.

A small boat, shaking the light of the lake and shattering the shadows, separated two long water lines, and sailed towards the Yanyu Building from afar.

On the boat, there was a Taoist priest dressed in a blue Taoist robe, he was carrying a twill long sword, and a pair of gossip shoes on his feet, rich and handsome, his eyes were like meteors, and his eyebrows were like sword blades, which was different from ordinary people.

"It seems that another person with the same purpose as us has come. ”

Yuan Xueyi looked at the smoke and rain lake of Haohao soup, full of smiles.

The round monk became the proprietor again, picked up the teapot, took a new teacup, and poured the fragrant tea on it.

With a flick of his hand, which was as white as an onion, the teacup full of tea swirled, flew over the corner of the table, flew straight towards the windowsill, and finally landed firmly at the junction of the windowsill and the fork.

As before, the teacup never spilled half a grain of refreshment.

This is the mastery of the mastery.

The boat sailed downwind, and the captain worked hard, and after a while, he came to the front of the Yanyu Building.

The blue-robed Taoist priest did not wait for the captain to stop the boat and dock, threw down a piece of broken silver as the fare, then lifted the burden at his feet, and walked on the water.

It is like a white crane sweeping its wings and a dragonfly dotting the water.

The blue-robed Taoist priest tapped the water surface once, then raised his height and walked a few feet away, but after a few clicks on the ground, he had already jumped onto the top of the smoke and rain building and came to the window sill.

The blue-robed Taoist priest stood on the edge of the window, picked up the cup of hot tea prepared for him by the round monk, tilted his head in the hot sun, and poured it all into his mouth.

"Good tea, good tea. ”

After drinking, he jumped into the smoke and rain building, sat down at the window, and put aside the burden at hand.

Buddha Confucianism, the three families gathered in the smoke and rain building.

"I said that this tea is very bitter, but you say that this is good tea, which of us do you say is right and who is wrong?" asked Yuan Xueyi.

"Yuan Gongzi, you think this tea is bitter and difficult to enter your throat, because you are used to eating and drinking on weekdays, I said that this is a good tea, because I have been tired of traveling and driving, and my mouth has been dry, this cup of hot tea can relieve the dryness in my throat, among them, where is there who is right and who is wrong?" Wu Sizi was not stumped by Yuan Xueyi, and replied unhurriedly.

The round monk on the side listened to Wu Sizi's words, and immediately said: "Look, this is a judgment, the level of speaking is different, Yuan Gongzi needs to work hard!"

Yuan Xueyi listened to the words of the round monk, but he was not provoked by him, and he was still smiling, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

"It's too early to tell, and we'll find out who the bare-bottomed guy is when we try to climb the ladder. ”

"It's a pity that the people from Ruizhu Palace didn't come, otherwise, the people of our four major sects would have gathered. Wu Sizi didn't care about Yuan Xueyi's statement that "the person with a bare ass under the water" was concerned, but he cared about the people from Ruizhu Palace who had not yet arrived.

"At this point, you will be lonely and unheard of without thinking. Although this Smoke and Rain City is specially designed by the Immortal Court, this Smoke and Rain Building in the city is the property of Ruizhu Palace. Didn't you follow Master and Senior Brother to Smoke and Rain City ten years ago to see the grand occasion?"

"The wall of the Qingyun Sect, which I only entered seven years ago, is indeed lonely and unheard, which makes the two of them laugh. ”

"Haha, it's okay, because I don't know, ten years ago I was chopping wood and carrying water in the mountains, and I didn't even know what Yanyu City was, and you and I were not from the red dust. It's Yuan Gongzi, who has been messing around in the red dust for a long time, so he is just clearer. ”

As the three of them were talking, they saw a dusty woman coming out of the door.

The woman is dressed in a bamboo-blue gauze skirt, her eyebrows are like green feathers, her muscles are like snow, her waist is like a bundle, and her teeth are like shellfish.

She saw the three of them, and Ying Ying said with a smile: "The little woman Su Qingwan, the female cultivator of Ruizhu Palace, has seen the son of Yuan Xueyi, the round Zen master, and the Taoist of Wuzi. ”

In this way, in the Yanyu Building, the people of the four major sects of the Wu Dynasty have gathered.

One host and three guests, will try to climb the ladder, a test of the heart.

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