Chapter Eighty-Four: The Immortal Family Incarnates Walking, and Han Hou Meets an Immortal in the Mountains
In the hall, the white jade is paved on the ground, and the glass is lit up, reflecting a piece of brightness.
At a glance, it is really a golden platform and a jade que, and it is extravagant.
Shi Zixuan roughly counted, and there were at least more than 200 seats in the entire hall. And the specifications vary greatly depending on the order of the seats.
The last seats of Zuihou are all sandalwood stone platforms. The seat in the middle is the red sandalwood gold platform. The first few seats, but it is a purple gold and blue jade platform, carved wind and clouds, there is a great meaning from the dragon.
And at the top, there are nine steps, on which a huge golden seat is placed, two meters long and one meter wide, carved with five dragons, which is the position of Han Hou.
The white-clothed young man led Shi Zixuan to sit in the first seat, sat on the side again, and said, "Dao Chief, there are still many guests who have not yet arrived, and Master Hou has not yet arrived, so we can have a good chat." β
Shi Zixuan smiled and said, "This Lingxiao Hall is big enough, is it a place where Lord Hou usually entertains guests?"
The young man in white said, "Of course not. There are 800 civil officials, 600 military attachΓ©s, and 3,000 guests in the Hou Ye's mansion. This Lingxiao Hall is the place where the Hou Ye inquires about things every day, and the banquet here today is because all the celebrities and masters are invited, which is a special case. β
Shi Zixuan was secretly frightened when he heard this, the princes on this side are really bold. Not even a little face is given to the one who is now sitting in the Golden Luang Palace.
Eight hundred civil officials, six hundred military attachΓ©s, the imperial city court in Yujing, I'm afraid it's just that.
Shi Zixuan nodded and said, "By the way, the words on the plaque before, you said that there are still some stories, can you tell the poor Tao?"
The white-clothed young man smiled: "The Daoist is not the first to ask, there is still a bit of mystery in this. β
Shi Zixuan showed a listening look, and the young man in white said: "The person with the inscription is not an ordinary person. It all started three years ago. On that day, Hou Ye went out on patrol in micro-clothes, and when he was visiting Taigao Mountain, he met a fairy child on the road. When the fairy boy saw the jade Ruyi in Hou Ye's hand, he was overjoyed to see it, so he asked Hou Ye for it. Hou Ye didn't care at the time, seeing that this fairy child was a little pleasing to the eye, he gave the jade Ruyi in his hand to the fairy child.
Who knew that the fairy boy had a wish, but he didn't want to take people's things casually, so he said that he would give back a gift to Hou Ye, so as to make the whole fate. Hou Ye smiled at the time, "There is no shortage of money in my family, what do you want, what can you get, what do you want in return?"
The fairy boy asked, 'You can get what you want, and that's a big breath.' If you want to go to heaven to be the Jade Emperor, can you also make your wishes come true?'
When Hou Ye heard this, he said with a little anger: "The emperor of the world is only the Son of Heaven, how can he be compared with the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Upper Realm? I am just an ordinary man, and the emperor can't do it, how can I be so delusional?" You little boy, don't offend the immortal family. β
The fairy boy laughed and said, "You're such an interesting person. I'm an immortal, why aren't you afraid of offending me?'
Hou Ye only thought he was joking, and said, "What kind of immortal are you?
The fairy boy said indifferently: "The immortal family is incarnated and walking, playing in the world, and what body is present is also free, judging people by their appearance, and viewing people with skin, which is the prejudice of people's hearts." You have eyes that don't know the true immortals, and you've already offended, so why do you talk about offending the immortals?'
Hou Ye felt that something was wrong at that time, this was like what a child said. He was about to speak, but he heard the fairy boy ask, 'I ask you, do you have pen and ink with you?'
Hou Ye said, "Traveling in the mountains and rivers is to find the charm of the mountains and rivers, and when it rises, it is natural to splash ink to paint, and write into poems, how can you not bring it with you?"
Fairchild said, 'Alright, please take it out, and I'll give you something.' β
Hou Ye was also very curious, and wanted to see what this little boy was capable of, so he asked the entourage beside him to present a pen and paper. β
Shi Zixuan suddenly interjected: "This fairy boy just wrote those three words outside the door, right?"
The young man in white nodded and said, "Exactly." The Taoist guessed correctly. The boy wrote the three words 'Lingxiao Palace' with a pen, and said to the Hou Ye, 'I want you a wish, so I will give you three words, and I wish you all the best.' And then the man disappeared.
Hou Ye thought it was a dazzle at the time, and when he asked the people around him, he realized that he was not a daydream. It's really a real immortal. β
Shi Zixuan was also secretly surprised, and said: "I'm afraid that he is really a true immortal walking in the world." What happened?"
The white-clothed young man showed a strange look on his face, lowered his voice, and said, "Dao Chief, don't you understand this? When Emperor Taizu of this dynasty was born, his mother sent a son to the god of the night. Now that Master Hou has been given this 'Lingxiao Palace' ink treasure by the immortals, isn't it enough to understand?"
Shi Zixuan smiled secretly: "The immortal family acts, how can you guess like this? If I solve it, I am afraid that this immortal family is mostly enlightened, and its intention should be to let this Han Hou do what he said: if he lacks nothing, he should be content with Changle, and Mo Sheng will reverse his dreams." This Lingxiao Hall is also casually spoken, why has it been misinterpreted?"
Thinking so, he said, "No wonder, no wonder." Later, did Hou Ye Yujian this fairy child again?"
The young man in white said: "Seeing the true immortal side has been a blessing for several lifetimes, how can it be so easy to see? But since then, Hou Ye has really been lucky all the way, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his wishes have come true." Three years ago, there was a catastrophe in all places, but Lingyang Mansion was not affected. There are strange people and strange people, competing to vote, doesn't that mean anything?"
Shi Zixuan smiled and said, "It seems that Master Hou is really a blessed person." β
The white-clothed young man said: "My lord is destined to return, just a water demon has made a rebellion, and the Taoist chief has appeared to subdue the demon, doesn't it show this even more? If the Taoist can assist the Hou Ye and achieve a great cause, why worry that he will not be able to become famous in the world in the future? β
This is already naked solicitation. Obviously, it was not said in passing, but with a good intention.
Shi Zixuan smiled, noncommittal, this person is a good lobbyist. If it's a different person, I'm afraid I'm really tempted.
Assist the emperor and compete for the crown from the dragon. Once it is successful, it is to become famous, famous, prosperous, and rich.
Cultivators, with the support of the imperial power, are immediately the teachers of a country, preaching and preaching the Dharma to the world, which is easy to build a foundation for a thousand years of prosperity. In other words, any cultivator who aspires to pass on the next lineage of the Dao system will be thrilled.
Although the conditions are moving, it is a pity that Shi Zixuan can't be tempted, if he has to enter the red dust to temper his Dao heart, observe the world and increase his knowledge, how can Shi Zixuan get involved in the red world, it is better to stay in the Qingwei Cave and be happy.
Although fame and fortune are good, they are like clouds in my eyes.
At this moment, guests came in one after another outside the door. It's really no white ding, they are all nobles of the noble family, civil and military officials.
After a while, someone outside called the name: "Lingbao Guan Zhiwei Zhenren, Master Zhizhu of Fayan Temple has arrived!"
When the sound fell, Shi Zixuan looked out of the door and saw a monk coming hand in hand.
One is a white-clothed monk with kind eyebrows, and the other is a fairy-style purple cloth of the ancient road.
As soon as I entered the hall, I saw these nobles and civil and military officials, all of whom stepped forward to salute: "I have seen the master, I have seen the Taoist." β
The monk returned the salute one by one, apparently knowing them well, laughed and talked a few times, and then went to his seat.
The seat of Zhiwei Zhenren was under Shi Zixuan, and seeing that Shi Zixuan's seat was still above him, he couldn't help frowning.
The young man in white stood up and saluted: "Zhiwei Zhenren, polite." β
"Courteous. Mr. Bai, I don't know if you can introduce this Taoist friend to the poor Dao?" Zhiwei Zhenren said politely.
Mr. Bai said: "Of course, I will introduce you." The
It was a distinguished guest specially invited by the Hou Ye, and last night, he killed the dragon demon in front of the White Dragon River, protected the peace of the party, and made great merits, and was a master of the Tao. β
He said to Shi Zixuan again: "Dao Chief, I patronized it just now, but I forgot to ask you for your Tao number. β
Shizi Xuan stood up and said with a smile: "Poor Dao Xuanzi." β
Mr. Bai said: "Xuanzi Daoist, this is the master of the Lingbao Temple, a real person who knows the micro, and is also a master of the Tao. β
When Shizi Xuan heard this, he said to Zhiwei Zhenren: "I've seen Taoist friends." β
"Friendly. The dragon demon in the White Dragon River was eliminated by you?Daoyou really has great magical powers, I don't know where to practice?" Zhiwei Zhenren returned the salute, saying politely, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Shi Zixuan saw it in his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." The dragon demon had indeed bowed down, but it was not me who surrendered with my own hands, but someone else who made a move, and I just helped a little on the side. Now it is a wandering Taoist priest, and there is no place to practice. β
Zhiwei Zhenren secretly said, "That's really the case", and seemed to have lost interest in Shi Zixuan, so he politely said twice, and said: "If the Taoist friend doesn't have a place to stay, it is better to come to my Lingbaoguan to place an order, and the poor Dao will definitely sweep the couch to greet him." β
"If there is a chance, I must bother. Shizi Xuan thanked him, and this real person didn't say much, but entered his seat and stopped talking.
Mr. Bai frowned on the side, and said with some puzzlement: "Dao Chief, why are you humble? The matter of the White Dragon River subduing demons is a great merit, why should you give it to others?"
Shi Zixuan smiled and was about to speak, but saw the white-clothed monk step forward, saluted, and said, "Fellow Daoist, I've seen it, can you let half a seat and have a companion with the poor monk?"
Shi Zixuan was slightly stunned, and said politely: "Hello master, you don't have to be polite." β
After speaking, half of the table was given, and the white-clothed monk smiled slightly, and without saying much, he sat down.
Mr. Bai saw that this Zhizhu monk had something to say to Shi Zixuan, and he was also interested, so he said to Shi Zixuan: "Dao Chief, I still have to go to receive other distinguished guests, so I won't accompany him, Dao Chang, please do it yourself." β
"Thank you, thank you. β
Shi Zixuan thanked Mr. Bai, this person smiled slightly, and when he turned around, he showed a trace of regret.
If it weren't for the coincidence that this monk came together, this Mr. Bai would have shown his incorruptible tongue to recruit Master Zixuan for Han Hou, but now he has missed the opportunity.
Seeing this person leave, Shi Zixuan returned to his seat and said with a smile: "Master's seat is much better than my seat, why do you want to come and sit with me?"
The white-clothed monk smiled and said, "What's wrong with the scenery? β
Shi Zixuan smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but he heard the monk's voice suddenly come into his ears: "Daoyou, thank you for last night's incident, Daoyou's kindness to my Fayan Temple, the poor monk remembers it." If there is an opportunity in the future, it will definitely be reciprocated. β
Shi Zixuan was secretly surprised, this monk was so high that he could directly send what he thought in his heart to the consciousness of God. Before he became a real person, he couldn't even do it.
The master pressed his mind and said in his heart: "The master confused me, it is the first time I have met the master, and the name of Fayan Temple is also the first time I have heard of it, how can I be kind?"
The white-clothed monk said: "Daoist friend forgot? The monk who died in vain in the mouth of the demon dragon is the junior disciple of the poor monk, and the Dharma name is consciousness." If it weren't for being overtaken by Taoist friends, I was afraid that the cultivation of this life would be ruined. Last night, before he returned to the Heavenly Dharma Realm with the fruit of an arhat, he came to see the poor monk and talked about this middle edge Dharma. Please thank him in person. β
Shi Zixuan suddenly realized that the old monk who died in Bai Li's hands was actually the junior brother of the monk in front of him. It's just that no matter how you look at it, the old monk is drooping and old, but the white-clothed monk has a face like jade, and he looks no more than forty years old. Buddhism does not cultivate the body, which is strange.
The white-clothed monk said, "Before my junior brother left, I still had a few words for me to convey to my fellow Daoists. It's just that there are still others today, but it's not good to say much, and I also invite Taoist friends to come to my Fayan Temple for a visit. β
Shi Zixuan said: "Okay." Don't worry, Master, I will definitely visit you in the future. β
The white-clothed monk nodded, and said no more.
At this time, someone outside sang: "Hou Ye has arrived!"
When everyone in the hall heard this, they hurriedly got up, and saw a middle-aged man, walking in a tiger's step, stepping into the Lingxiao Palace.