said that when Li Bing and the others went to Ma Xuewen's house, they happened to meet him practicing boxing in the courtyard, and Qingqing was also sitting on the side playing the pipa. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Li Bing saw that Ma Xuewen was fine, and he was relieved. If you want to pretend to meet Qingqing for the first time, you are always a little uncomfortable, so you sit down and leave.

The day after tomorrow, he will have to close the palace to meet him, and Li Bing will not be available for these two days. Originally, it was all a trivial matter, but after being tired of each one, two days passed in a hurry.

On the third day of the ninth month, it was the emperor's birthday. Before dawn, Li Xuan took Li Bing and Aunt Cai into the imperial city.

The huge "Zhaohui Palace" has been crowded with so many royal relatives. Li Bing reminisced with several brothers and sisters, and saw that the crown prince Li Shi and the third prince Li Shu also came in one after the other.

There were many uncles and princes present, but the two princes invariably asked Li Yu for his safety first.

"Li Bing, a few days after you came back, this face seems to have gained a little fat, and his complexion is also very good. Li Shi also greeted Li Bing, smiling, but he didn't feel angry.

Li Bing saluted first: "Brother Huang works hard for state affairs day and night, and he must also pay attention to his body. The younger brother went home to hide and had nothing to do, but he didn't want to be fatter. ”

After saying this, all three of them laughed out loud. After Li Shi finished speaking, the third prince also wanted to go up to talk, but just opened his mouth, but he heard the voice of the chief eunuch from the inner hall: "The emperor has arrived!"

The crowd that was originally a little scattered stood in two rows in an instant, lined up on both sides of the main hall, and the entire hall was quiet, and only the footsteps of the inner hall could be heard getting closer and closer.

The emperor was supported by his favorite concubine in his prime, and walked out of the back hall slowly trembling and dangerous.

He was only three years older than Li Xuan, but at the moment he was old, his eyelids drooped, and he was tired, and he had already coughed several times before he walked to the dragon chair.

"Flatten, you don't have to be rigid about etiquette today. The emperor took a breath and said: "It's rare that the Qing family is still thinking about my birthday, this is a year, I always think that at this time last year, I was still in good health, only one year old, but I am three points older." ”

The emperor sat on the dragon chair, glanced around, casually said a few words to a few princes, and glanced at King Xiang again: "Li Hao is still lucky, after all, he came out of the military tent, and his spirit is not much different from twenty years ago." ”

Without waiting for Li Xuan to reply, he continued: "The one next to him is Li Bing! This year should be ...... Well...... Nineteen is also the age when I can do something. ”

Li Bing didn't understand the intention of the emperor's words, so he knelt down and bowed: "Back to the emperor, Weichen is really stupid, he can't make the slightest contribution to the country, and he has the emperor's grace, please forgive the emperor." ”

The emperor coughed lowly: "Get up, they all said that there is no need to be rigid about etiquette today." You're still young, and you're still long. After that, the emperor glanced at Li Xuan, and when he saw that he was still bowing his head, he didn't say anything more.

"The hour is almost up, so let's go to the incense with me. ”

After the emperor finished speaking, the chief eunuch waved the dust and said loudly: "Drive Ximing Temple!"

Monk Puyuan and Qi Liguang originally planned to go to Ximing Temple today. The two were still far from the main entrance of the temple when they found that the entire street had been cleared.

Pu Yuan originally wanted to give up, but seeing that Qi Liguang was a little anxious, he said to go to Houshanmen to try.

He handed over the name post, and after the monk who was doing chores at the back door replied, he invited him in.

"There are two distinguished guests here today, and the abbot master is not empty, but he has arranged for the first master of the Tibetan Scripture Hall to meet the two, please come with me. ”

Qi Liguang also knew that today the temple could not say which relatives were coming, and the monk who was led the way took a small path and went around in a big circle before walking to the pavilion.

Before he entered the door, he heard a middle-aged man inside: "I discussed the scriptures just now, and the master has already lost." Ximing Temple Sutra Pavilion collection of rich books, the Tang Dynasty is unsurpassed, the past Yijing and Xuanzang Master have also translated the classics here, but now I am a little lama in Buddhism to win the first seat of the Pavilion, this spread to be laughable and generous. ”

The two of them knew that Master Hao'an also had guests, so they could only stand outside and wait, and then heard an old voice say: "The donor's Dharma is profound, and the old man sighs to himself." However, there are tens of millions of temples in the Tang Dynasty, and there are hundreds of people who have a thorough understanding of Buddhism above me. Amitabha, the donor is better than me, but he may not be able to say that 'Lamaism' is better than my 'Mahayana Buddhism'. ”

The middle-aged man laughed wildly: "I didn't travel thousands of miles here to compete with Mahayana Buddhism. If the martial arts master loses again, he will have to give me three 'Faxiang relics' according to the agreement. ”

The two stood at the door, and when they heard the talk of "Dharma Relic", they suddenly came to their senses, glanced at each other, and then came to the door.

Master Amitabha also said: "Amitabha! Lao Ga is not the abbot of this temple, and he has never promised your Excellency any bets. What's more, there is only the last one left in the 'Dharma Relics' of this temple, so why only say three?"

The young man refused: "One or three." Since I have taken out the handwritten secret book of the 'Seventy-two Heavenly Seals', and the master has also discussed the Buddhist scriptures with me, this bet is done, is it possible that the master still wants to repay the debt?"

Qi Liguang heard that there was only one relic left, and he was already a little impatient, and he was afraid that he was going to use it strongly, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he gave Master Nanquan a look.

Pu Yuan was also worried about sitting back and ignoring it again, afraid that something bad would happen, so he pushed the door open.

"Amitabha, the main body of the scriptures, why bother to just find the Ximing Temple, which is based on the law, but not to find the Zen Buddhism that focuses on Zen. ”

Several people in the room were taken aback when they heard the sound, and they all looked sideways at the front door.

Qi Liguang also saw clearly, in the middle of the first floor of the pavilion is a golden body of the Buddha statue of Zhangyu Gao, there are four people in the house, all sitting on the futon, on both sides of the Buddha statue.

On the left are two young lamas, the leader of whom looks slightly older, not as restrained as ordinary Buddhists, but looks more free and proud. Led on the right is the sixty-year-old Master of the Dark Shore, and behind him is a young novice who is less than twenty.

The young lama glanced at the master of universal prayer and said, "Look at Your Excellency's robe, it doesn't seem to be the master of Ximing Temple." Haven't asked for advice yet?"

Pu Yuan closed the door, gave Qi Liguang a look and motioned for him to sit aside, and said slowly: "Master Danba doesn't remember being here, but the master's one-handed work in Songshan Lu ten years ago made Zai Xia remember it deeply. ”

The young man was humanely disrupted, and smiled slightly: "It turned out to be a senior monk of Shaolin Temple." It's clumsy to go down again. ”

Pu Yuan also took a futon and sat on it: "Amitabha, the next step is not from Shaolin, but I happened to see the master's kung fu in Songshan ten years ago." At that time, the master was less than twenty years old, and he was able to defeat the four Shaolin monks in a row. I heard that a few days ago, the Tibetan Tantra was besieged by martial arts people and suffered heavy losses. The master is a good kung fu, and he doesn't go to the sect to help him, but what is he doing here?"

Master Hui'an heard Pu Yuan talk about this young man's martial arts, and secretly rejoiced that he hadn't started the competition just now, his martial arts were not top-notch, and if he started, he was afraid that he would have no chance of winning.

Danba shook his head and smiled, "Since I have set up my own door, the matter of Tantra has nothing to do with me. If they are in trouble, thousands of disciples will be enough to settle the matter, but there is no need for a mere remnant. This time I came to help my former benefactor. ”

He glanced at the little lama behind him, paused and said, "Since the master knows my details, he already has a way to crack my kung fu, so he is willing to ask for advice." ”

Although Pu Yuan has a lot of attainments in Buddhist thaumaturgy, if it is compared to Danba's martial arts, I am afraid it is far inferior, not to mention that there are injuries in the body at this time.

There was silence in the hall for a while, Danba's eyes swept over the four people opposite, and he laughed loudly: "Is the master ready? If you break the contract on the spot, I am afraid that you will be ashamed of the rivers and lakes." ”

It is already difficult to ride a tiger: "No matter what, there is an old man who will come to teach the master a master!"

Without waiting for him to get up, Pu Yuan shouted "Wait!" and glanced at the dark shore again, clearly having a plan.

"This is the scripture pavilion, the two masters moved, it will inevitably affect the rest, if the scriptures are destroyed, it is a pity. Why don't you change it to Wendou?"