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Uncle Cao Guo is the grandson of Cao Bin, the king of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the son of Cao Xi, the king of Wu, the daughter of Cao Xi should enter the palace and be canonized as the queen by Song Renzong, and then the eldest brother of Queen Cao Cao became Cao Guo's uncle, and his younger brother was called the second uncle. Uncle Cao Guo was born smart, but he didn't like to read, he liked Taoist practice, and he alone enshrined more than a dozen Taoist temples and more than 1,000 Taoist priests.

You Tanzhi's face was expressionless: "Qi Jiaxiucai was forced to death by Uncle Erguo?"

Uncle Cao Guo's face was calm: "Yes, Poor Dao saw it with his own eyes." ”

"If you saw it with your own eyes, why didn't you stop him?"

"Life and death, wealth and wealth, all have a destiny, how can the poor Tao be virtuous, dare to interfere in the life and death of others. ”

"Heh, then I'm going to kill him in front of you today, do you want to stop it?"

"Your Excellency kills, but the poor road will never stop you. ”

Uncle Erguo's frightened soul did not possess his body: "Big brother, what are you talking about!

You Tanzhi flicked his fingers, a stream of air came out of his hand, and he heard a grunt, Uncle Erguo's head fell to the ground, Uncle Cao Guo still had a calm face, and he didn't seem to care, Ah Zi opened his mouth in surprise on the side, if Ah Zhu was held hostage, although she would not sacrifice herself, but after all, she was still a little sad.

After being silent for a long time, Uncle Cao Guo said lightly: "If the two of you have nothing else to do, please go back, Poor Dao still has to recite the Huang Ting, I am afraid that there is no time to entertain." ”

You Tanzhi suddenly asked, "What are you cultivating?" ”

Uncle Cao Guo replied: "The others do nothing, just cultivate the Tao." ”

"Where is the Way?"

Uncle Guo pointed to the sky

"Where is the sky?"

Uncle Guo pointed to his heart.

You Tanzhi laughed, and Uncle Guo frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"

"It turns out that your Tao is in your heart, and your heaven is also in your heart, so let me ask you, what is your heart? You can realize the Tao and reach the heavens, but can you see through your own heart? Uncle Cao Guo, when will you become enlightened?"

Uncle Cao Guo was stunned on the spot, he was stunned for a long time, and then asked: "Dare to ask, how can the poor Dao become enlightened?"

"Your heart is blocked by this body, you can't see it, you can't touch it, how can you realize it? ”

Uncle Cao Guo was stunned for a while, and said quietly: "I see, I see, the person who hinders my enlightenment turns out to be himself." ”

After a pause, he suddenly said, "Thank you, Daoyou." ”

As he spoke, Uncle Cao Guo suddenly flicked the sleeves of his robe, and suddenly there was a short sword in his hand, and between the lightning and flint, blood was dripping, he actually drew his sword and killed himself, and sat down on the ground with a pop, and in a trance, Uncle Cao Guo looked into the distance, only to feel that he was running into the sky.

Ah Zi was stunned on the side: "This, this is dead?"

You Tanzhi stepped forward, his palm against Uncle Cao Guo's back, secretly using the Northern Spiritual Skill, but to his surprise, Uncle Cao Guo actually didn't have the slightest bit of a mother, his face changed slightly, Uncle Cao Guo's sword was so fast, it was definitely not something that ordinary people could use, what was going on? Could it be that he really cultivated and became an immortal? Or is it...

You Tan's heart moved, looked back at a palm, heard a click, and a muffled snort came from the center of the heart, and then came out of a twenty-something, beautiful and amazing Daogu, she was carrying a scabbard behind her back, her face was a little pale, Ah Zi split her hand and shot out a few Bibi needles, Dao Gu flicked the sleeves of her robe, and took them away, just about to speak, suddenly her face changed slightly, it turned out that Ah Zi was mixed with a smaller silver leaf needle after the Bibi needle, she didn't notice it for a while, and suffered a dark loss.

Dao Gu was not annoyed, she took out a pill from her arms, raised her head and took it, her face was immediately ruddy, and then she made a joke and said, "The poor Dao Ziyang Sect Taizhen has seen two!"

Ah Zi blinked, a little confused, what is the Ziyang faction, I haven't heard of it at all, but You Tanzhi's heart moved, Wang Chongyang is regarded as the Jindan Northern faction, and the five ancestors of the Ziyang faction are the representatives of the Southern Sect, the first ancestor is the old and enlightened Zhang Boduan, and now it is the second ancestor Shi Tai, this is a big cow, not to mention anything else, he lived one hundred and forty years old! In the Song Dynasty, where the average age was less than fifty years old, he was definitely an old immortal-level figure.

You Tanzhi said with a smile: "It turned out to be a master of the Ziyang Sect, disrespectful and disrespectful, if you have time in the next day, you will definitely visit you." ”

Taizhen nodded, glanced at Uncle Cao Guo, bowed slightly, and floated away a little under his feet, shining in the moonlight, like a fairy among the gods.

Ah Zi asked curiously: "Is there really anything in this world to become an immortal? Like Uncle Cao Guo, can he really soar in the daytime by drawing his sword and killing himself?"

You Tanzhi smiled and said, "You also believe the fool?"

Xuanwu protects Manjushri, and Zhu Que respects Mita. The dragon and tiger bless the country, and the Buddha veins protect the dynasty song.

Qingliang Temple, located in Qingliang Valley of Wachang Village, Tainan, Wutai Mountain, Shanxi Province, is a Han Buddhist temple. This temple was built in the Northern Wei Dynasty Xiaowen Emperor Yanxing two years, during the Tang Dynasty, Master Bukong had been here as a tantric dojo, but now, because it is located at the junction of the Liao and Song dynasties, the people are not prosperous, and the incense slowly dimmed.

But in the past twenty or thirty years, Qingliang Temple has produced an abbot with great martial arts, a person on the sacred mountain, his person is talented, when he was a teenager, he once wanted to worship under the Shaolin door, but the Shaolin abbot felt that his edge was too exposed, extremely arrogant and small, not a person who preached the law, if he let him be an ordinary monk in the temple, he would not be willing to live under the people, and there would be an incident in the future, so he refused with euphemism, and finally had no choice but to worship in Qingliang Temple.

It is gold that shines wherever it is, he has built the whole temple at the age of thirty, becoming the youngest abbot in the history of the whole temple, whether it is the Liao Song Dynasty is not weaker than Shaolin.

On this day, the first day of the third month, the Venerable Master of the Sacred Mountain instructed all the novices to go down the mountain to distribute invitations and invite believers, because March 16 is the birthday of the Buddha Mother, and he plans to rebuild the temple and reshape the golden body, so as to take this opportunity to expand the prestige and reputation of Qingliang Temple.

Seeing that the disciples all went down the mountain, he came to the backyard, opened the posture, played a set of boxing, majestic, this is a senior in this temple, Langyue monk has a feeling that the tiger in Wutai Mountain hurts people, and creates a kind of boxing, called Fuhu Boxing, compared to the Arhat Boxing of Shaolin Temple, it is also not too much.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air behind him, the people on the mountain were not in a hurry, turned left, used waist strength, and pinched with his left hand, this is a move "pinching his hand", but he grabbed a void, he was not annoyed, connected to the formula, kept quickly piercing the palm, retracted the right elbow, out of the left palm, this is a trick white snake spit letter, the sneak attacker was caught off guard, had to palm with him, the two of them kicked back a few steps at the same time, and then stabilized their figures.

The person on the sacred mountain stared at it, and was shocked in his heart, it turned out to be a teenage girl in purple, but seeing her snow-white skin, like a bodhisattva descending to earth, with a smile on her face, he frowned and said: "The poor monk has never interacted with people in the rivers and lakes, I don't know why the donor made a sneak attack?"

Ah Zi laughed and said, "You won, I'll tell you again." ”

As she spoke, she suddenly flicked the sleeves of her robe and flew out a few sparks, the people on the sacred mountain did not dare to be careless, he was angry and dantian, and raised his head and shouted: "One!"

This sound is extremely short, as if the hallucination in the ear, but those few sparks fell to the ground with a flutter, and there was no trace, this is the proud exercise of Qingliang Temple, the mind is mixed with Yuan Gong, Ah Zi was stunned, waved his hand, and a burst of blue smoke rose from the palm of his hand, followed by a row of Bi Phosphorus needles, a little under the feet of the people on the sacred mountain, sideways dodge, and then grabbed the Zen staff on the knife and gun stand on the side, like a mad demon dancing, and like a broom sweeping the world, a few bells and bells, Bi Phosphorus needles were stopped by him, this is the Pumen staff method of Qingliang Temple.

Ah Zi shook her hand, and suddenly there was a white ribbon, she threw it out slightly, this soft silk rope was like a giant python wrapped around the Zen staff of the people on the sacred mountain, the latter was shocked, and luck broke free, but he only felt that it was really surging, and he was difficult to resist the oppression, and he drank in his mouth, he suddenly made a palm with his left hand, and quickly rotated the Zen staff with his right hand.

However, at this moment, Ah Zi shook the sleeves of his robe, and a stream of green smoke spread, the people on the sacred mountain had not taken it to heart, he poured his mouth and nose with internal force, not afraid of ordinary poisons, but he did not expect that when the green smoke passed, he suddenly felt that his arm was sore, and when he looked down, the sleeves of the monk's robe were actually corroded.

He jumped back and said urgently: "Donor, stop quickly, the poor monk admits defeat." "Made, it's terrible, what kind of martial arts is this?20 Surrender quickly.

Ah Zi smiled and withdrew the poisonous mist: "Monk, are you convinced?"

The Venerable Master of the Sacred Mountain sighed and said: "The donor's martial arts are amazing, and the poor monk admires it very much. "Hey, it's still the martial arts of Qingliang Temple that are not powerful, otherwise with Lao Tzu's talent, how can he not even beat a half-old Lori, the hateful Shaolin abbot!

Ah Zi nodded and said: "Okay, in that case, you listen, our family intends to ask for the martial arts secrets of Shaolin Temple, but those bald donkeys don't know what to do, and categorically refused, the adults are furious, and plan to besiege Shaolin Temple, but because there is no excuse, they plan to let you go to Shaolin Mountain as a messenger, as long as the monks of Shaolin Temple dare to refuse, and immediately stain Shaolin Temple with blood, what do you think?"

The people on the sacred mountain are very happy, they are really sleepy and send a pillow, he has long had the heart to ask for the secret of Shaolin, but he is suffering from no one to shout for him, and he is alone and knows that he is just a thousand miles to send people's heads, but he is embarrassed on the face: "This is all Buddhism, poor monks... ”

Ah Zi said with a smile: "This Qingliang Temple seems to be a little deserted, why don't you set a fire and kill a few novices to help the fun?"

The people on the sacred mountain were busy "helpless" and said: "Donor, don't be like this, the poor monk just obeys, I don't know when to set off? What? April? Won't it work tomorrow?"

Ah Zi was stunned, and waved his hand with some interest: "My lord has an order, let you contact a few more Buddhist monks to think that you rely on, presumably you... ”

The man on the mountain had a bitter face: "Hey, such an offending thing with the same door, I'm afraid it will be for a while... Master Guanxin of Daxiangguo Temple in Kaifeng Prefecture, Master Daoqing of Jiangnan Pudu Temple, Master Juexian of Lushan Donglin Temple and Master Rongzhi of Chang'an Jingying Temple, I wonder if that adult can be satisfied?"

Zi: "。。。。。 "Made, I thought I would have to use a lot of means, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and my aunt and grandmother were speechless.

(To be continued.) )