Liangzhou City, the Mansion of the Vassal King, the Medicine Picking Temple, and the City God's Pavilion are all as peaceful as before.

It's just that those undercurrents are surging and unknown.

In Yuanjiapu, Zhu Zhenying, the county lord of Anyang, for some reason, had the leisure to be a florist, followed behind the mediocre woman, almost inseparable, and asked for the knowledge of planting flowers and raising flowers.

In the small pavilion where the "Huajia" plaque was hung, the county lord of Anyang sat opposite the woman who had been a gardener in Yuanjiapu for many years.

The little prince Zhu Zhenye stood outside the pavilion, with a gorgeous smile and complicated eyes.

When I went on a study tour, I followed Mr. Gao, and when I returned to the mansion, there was a polite Mr. Wu, who was said to be a friend of the old master, so of course he became a guest of honor in the mansion. When Zhu Zhenye first returned home, his mother was distressed to death, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and ragged clothes, just like a little beggar, where did he have half a bit of heavenly and noble bearing. After a period of recuperation, the boy quickly regained his spirits, and from time to time he went to Yuanjiapu to play with his sister Zhu Zhenying.

On the side of Biluo Xiaolou on the island in the middle of the lake, Concubine Cui Youwei has not shown up for a long time. Zhu Hongying, the king of Liang, also began to live in seclusion, refused all visits to the audience, and originally promised to promote Han Pan to the border military town in the near future and serve as an important position in the town, but there was no news about the mud cow entering the sea. Although Han Pan was anxious, he didn't dare to make a mistake, thinking that the vassal king had other arrangements, so he had to continue to wait patiently for the following. Zhu Zhenzhi Zhu Zhenhe's two big straw bales, the mood has not been very good recently, one of them in the palace has a blue nose and swollen face, it is a swarthy young man's hand, crackling, like the ancestor beating his own grandson, afterwards the chief worshipper Lu Fazhen personally went out with a black face to help calm the people, Zhu Zhenhe had to obediently swallow this dumb loss.

At this time, Zhu Zhenye stood at the bottom of the steps outside the pavilion, did not take a step beyond the thunder pool, and asked with a smile: "Sister, why don't we put paper kites together?"

Zhu Zhenying leaned on the fence, waved his hand, and said weakly: "You can play by yourself, I'm busy." ”

Zhu Zhenye was about to speak, when he found that there was an extra figure beside him, turned his head to look, and found that it was the middle-aged Confucian surnamed Wu, so he hurriedly saluted, "The student has seen Mr. ”

In that nightmarish journey, the young man had personally learned the unreasonableness of his mentor Gao Linlian, which made Zhu Zhenye feel awe and fear from the bottom of his heart, and even planted a seed similar to "surrender" in his heart.

Fortunately, Mr. Wu, who suddenly appeared on the way back, in addition to teaching himself the mantra of immortal cultivation every day, also helped himself to wash the marrow and cut the bones, recast the foundation, usually spoke kindly, spoke funny, and had a very good appetite for Zhu Zhenye, although he knew that this person and Gao Linlian were the same dog, but Zhu Zhenye inevitably had luck, and regarded himself as a young master who had temporarily lost his authority, Gao Linlian was the arrogant and powerful minister of stealing authority, and Mr. Wu was expected to be a virtuous candidate to assist Mingjun, and he was the object that he could strive to win over. Therefore, the young man is afraid of the unpredictable old master, and he is respectful to the elegant Mr. Wu.

This Mr. Wu is none other than Wu Shaoshan, one of the guests of Qing'e Mountain, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ye, remember, those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and they must guard against arrogance and rashness. ”

Zhu Zhenye saluted again, "Mr. teachings, students are inscribed within five hearts, and they will never dare to forget." ”

Wu Shaoshan said with a smile: "Go ahead, the matter of enlightenment is very important, that is, if you want to relax, you will also wait for the enlightenment." ”

Zhu Zhenye respectfully said goodbye and left.

Zhu Zhenying's face was flat, and she absentmindedly played with the corners of her skirt.

Wu Shaoshan slowly walked up the steps, but did not enter the pavilion and sat down, looked at the female gardener who was not amazing, and said with a wry smile: "Cave master." ”

She slouched, reached out to cover her mouth, yawned, and did not respond.

The dignified Guanyin Seat Keqing, who was snubbed in person, was not only not the slightest annoyed, but actually smiled more bitterly, and only raised his voice slightly, "Cave Master!"

The gardener, who had a small hoe beside her, finally looked up at this guest of her own house, and she didn't speak.

Wu Shaoshan was the first to be defeated, and admitted his mistake: "Where did I think that Fan Xuanyu's woman had such a far-reaching calculation, and she could move out such a true god to come to Nanzhan Buzhou to stir up trouble. ”

The woman finally spoke, "You are wrong, this is the layout of Nalan Changsheng's girl's chess piece, it's just that she missed a move in chess back then, and lost the first move, resulting in the entire Qing'e Mountain, and even Nanzhan Buzhou have no place for her, since she can't be a chess player, and she doesn't want to become a chess piece, so she gave up the chess game, and simply retreated again and again, pretending to be trapped in the Longhu Mountain Demon Slaying Platform, and then the chess piece was accidentally hit by Fan Xuanyu, and the cause and effect were discovered, and the result was used in the wrong place." I guess now, Nalan Changsheng wants to unscrew Fan Xuanyu's head with his own hands. ”

As soon as she spoke, she was out of control, "That remnant of the Five Yang Sect, it is best to be able to collect it for your own use, if you are disobedient, you can kill it." ”

"Zhu Hongying and Cui Youwei, the hard-working mandarin ducks, you let Gao Linlian continue to be confined and strictly guarded, and if there is an accident, you will act immediately, and you will not give that person the slightest chance to save people. ”

"In addition to Song Menglin, who has endured humiliation for many years in the Great Sui, you also pay attention to the Yu Zhengben who defected to the Baohe Sect, these two chess pieces, although they are not winners and losers, but they are also important robbery materials on the chessboard, one must be used well, the other must prevent variables, don't overturn in the gutter, and finally slaughter the big dragon. At that time, not only you and me, but also those saints who meddle in the chess game will become a laughing stock, which can make people laugh for thousands of years. ”

Wu Shaoshan wrote them down one by one, not daring to take it lightly.

He suddenly asked: "The young guest of Lotus Peak, what is the origin of the previous life? Why is it that for this person, from Nalan Changsheng and her love species, the Buddha son Li Luo, to the earlier Southern Tang Emperor, the current Vermilion Bird Emperor, and she from Rouge Mountain, she ......is so popular? Even the cave master, you had to take action in person back then, and then you didn't hesitate to be here and stared at him for more than 20 years?"

She said with a cold face: "You don't deserve to know the truth for the time being." ”

Wu Shaoshan was stunned, and asked curiously: "Why don't you just kill this young man, or kill Li Luo back then, and seize the treasure of Buddhism Town?"

The corners of her mouth were full of sneers.

Wu Shaoshan stopped talking.

She glanced at Zhu Zhenying, whose face was snow-white, retracted her gaze, looked at the neatly planned flower garden outside the pavilion, and smiled: "His last life? It's very boring, just a poor scholar in the West Niuzhou, who has not been able to gain fame in his life, the woman he loves to admire, his childhood sweetheart, but he dislikes the poor and loves the rich, married to a rich old man who is thirty years old, so the scholar was disheartened, and he became a private school teacher for thirty-two years, in the yellowed old papers, in the sound of Mengtong's books, lonely and miserable, and grew old little by little without a name, and then died silently, until in a midwinter snowy day, Mengxue was waiting for Mr. to come, to knock on the door, only to find that their stereotypical old gentleman died。 ”

She stood up, "In the last life, I heard that he was a butcher who sold meat, his father and mother had a short temperament, and he was reluctant to pay him to study, and he would only scold and reprimand, so that he was born with a strong and powerful temperament, but his temperament was extremely cowardly, fortunately, he married an ugly but gentle daughter-in-law, and grew old together, this honest man, who has been bullied and humiliated all his life, probably supported by that daughter-in-law, but he has never torn his face with others, what wretched can endure, and any grievances can be retreated, but the moment he closed his eyes and died, the one who stayed on the bed and held his hand, The slightly bloated white-haired old woman regained her original beauty that captivated the country and the city, and on that day, she had been unable to break the bottleneck of her cultivation, and she got a great opportunity to become a top monk in the Ascension Realm, and after she returned to the Southern Tang Wei family, she became the chief elder of the family. ”

"In the previous life, according to legend, it is a small monarch of Dongsheng Shenzhou, literary and talented, civil and military generals, loyal, singing and dancing, the love of the queen in his life, the two are extremely affectionate, although they are the kings of a country, but they can be ruled by hand, several large countries bordering the border, reckless and militaristic, even in the full thirty years of the reign of the literati emperor, on the surface it is for the sake of mutual checks and balances, and in the end there was only one invasion, and it ended without a problem, the amazing leading general, died violently on the way, only need to give this person one more day, the emperor hiding in the depths of the palace, you can also hear those strange war drums and horses' hooves。 ”

"Life after life, depressed, no matter what, I can't afford to have half of my ambition, even if a little thought occasionally comes to mind, it will be immediately killed by the people close to you, without a trace. ”

"But for so many years, no one in the know dared to kill him directly, to be precise, no one dared to confront him head-on, even if he was a powerless scholar, a vulgar butcher, a monarch of a small country addicted to alcohol and beauty, no matter what life or status, no one gently stretched out a little finger to crush this extremely eye-catching ant. Instead, we can only take the trouble to bind it with reason, benevolence, loyalty, and cause and effect. ”

The gardener tells these stories.

The string of iron horse wind chimes under the eaves, ding ding dong.

Wu Shaoshan, a monk who is already standing on the top of Nanzhan Buzhou.

But standing in place at this time, he bled for no reason, and his body was rickety, like a mountain pressing on his shoulders.

The gardener looked at him, "You've just heard about some things, and you've been so miserable, and now you think you're qualified to say the word 'kill'?"

She pointed to the top of her head, and finally smiled, "There are only a few people, and they occupy as many as eight buckets of luck in the world, and I am one of the people who are infatuated with the heart of Linglong Cave Heaven Chen Shisu! So, he is also comparable to you Wu Shaoshan? You have been fighting for so many years, what are you fighting for? Even if you give me a Nanzhan Buzhou as a dowry, is it really enough?"

She withdrew her finger and said with emotion: "What I want is only half of the luck left in the two buckets! Wu Shaoshan, you can't afford it." ”

Wu Shaoshan, who was covered in blood, laughed and said: "Chen Shisu, if you don't try to fight, I, Wu Shaoshan, will come to this life in vain!"

She sighed, "Why bother. ”

A swarthy young man who was carrying his bags all the time came running quickly, and one jumped over the steps, jumped into the pavilion, and shouted, "Master, Master, why is there a bloody guy standing in front of you?"

The gardener smiled and reached out to touch the young man's head, like a gentle-tempered sister next door, and whispered, "He, there are some things that he can't think of, punish himself, don't learn from him in the future, don't worry about everything." ”

She smiled and said, "How is it to learn the Thunder Fa Talisman from that bull-nosed old man?"

The young man opened his teeth and danced his claws, and hummed: "Crackling, booming, thief domineering! Old man!"

Zhu Zhenying stared at this ignorant teenager with the eyes of an idiot.

The young man grimaced at the county lord of Anyang, naughty and naughty.

The gardener looked at the two men with a calm smile.

She looked into the distance, raised her arm and bent her fingers, and the iron horse wind chimes under the eaves suddenly sounded a dingdong.

Qing'e Mountain, Guanyinza.

Rouge Mountain, Linglong Cave Sky, Lotus Peak.

A mountain protection array that had not been used for three thousand years slowly opened.

It is forbidden to enter the Ascension Realm outside the mountain, and it is also forbidden to go out of the Ascension Realm on the mountain.

A little girl in a red robe sitting on the throne, as if she was napping, opened her eyes and sneered: "The two veins join forces? Chen Shisu, do you think this will stop me?"

Liangzhou City, small pavilion.

Chen Shisu, the master of the Linglong Cave Heavenly Cave, smiled and said, "Sister, you might as well break the formation and try it?"

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Biluo small building.

On the first floor, Zhu Hongying, the king of Liang, Cui Youwei, the princess, Mr. Hu Conghe, the chief worshipper Lu Fazhen, Shanghu Xiaobaijiao, and the five looked at a young monk together.

It was the poor man who was punched by Mr. He in the city tower before.

But no one thought that it was this young monk who could no longer die, under the hands of Gao Linlian and Wu Shaoshan, who saved Zhu Hongying, not only that, but also persuaded the two people who were bound to take the head not to kill Zhu Hongying for the time being.

At that time, Mr. He, the martial arts master, and Lu Fazhen, the great Taoist master, used all their skills, used all their skills to press the bottom of the box, and joined forces to fight the enemy, but they never won the two scholars. Especially Mr. He, who was beaten by Linglong Cave Tiankeqing

Injured the original element, and the hidden danger of the root of the disease has not been cured before, after the disease is terminally ill, in fact, there is no combat power, which can ensure the safety of this small building.

These days, the young monks stay outside the small building, always keep silent, ask nothing and chant Amitabha Buddha at most, which is more anxious than not speaking at all.

The monk was dressed in a gray cotton robe, and a string of bland wooden Buddhist beads hung from his chest.

At the beginning of the city tower in the north of Liangzhou City, Mr. He, just in case, hammered the monk who appeared on the city tower for no reason, after the fact Zhu Hong won the Ling Chunshui Pavilion, thoroughly investigated this person, and found a strange file of customs clearance documents, the dust has been sealed for a long time, as long as more than 20 years, the monk turned out to be an ascetic monk who traveled from other continents to here, all the way to beg for food, but after 30 years, the young monk is still the young monk, the face does not change the slightest, after arriving in Liangzhou City, he borrowed the practice in the medicine collection temple in the city, and lived in the bell tower, generally he rings the bell twice in the morning and evening, usually does not have any intersection with the monks of the medicine collection temple, occasionally there are Buddhist affairs and pujas, and there are monks who have attained the Tao to preach the scriptures, this monk just heard silently and left silently.

There were five people in the building, looking at the emaciated back standing outside the threshold.

Relatively speaking, Xiao Baijiao is the most indifferent one, and it is not her turn to carry it when the sky falls. It's just that the thought of being under house arrest here and delaying the young devil's "salary" makes her feel a little weak. She felt that the guy surnamed Chen was not like a reasonable guy, he did what he wanted, when he was good to people, he was inexplicably generous, and when he was fierce to people, his heart was smaller than the eye of a needle.

Lu Fazhen is probably the most aggrieved one, and a catastrophe fell from the sky, and it fell on his head inexplicably.

Only the young man occasionally came to learn the Thunder Fa Talisman from him, and the old Taoist had a chance to catch his breath.

Where did Lu Fazhen think that he would get a "sour Xiucai" invited by Guo Jianglong, who was so strong.

After the accident, Cui You's face was indifferent, and she couldn't guess what she was thinking.

Zhu Hongying, who was wearing the python robe of the vassal king, smiled bitterly: "Who would have thought that Old Master Gao would be a dead soldier of the Great Sui, and the Chunshui Pavilion that this king has worked hard to run for thirty years is simply a joke!"

Mr. He's eyes lit up.

Zhu Hongying looked open-minded, waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter now." Back then, Gao Lin Lian instigated the king to kill the female Jiao, but the king listened to the slander, and now he should repay the debt. ”

It turned out that the sneaky little white Jiao was secretly "stealing" the remnants of the dragon qi on the vassal king's body, and after a full meal, he hiccuped without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The monk sighed, turned around and crossed the threshold, walked back to the building, bowed his head and said: "The poor monk comes from the place where the world returns to Buddhism, and the poor monk is also a contemporary Dharma monk. ”

Liang Wang Zhu Hongying and Mr. He looked at each other, not knowing why.

The little white Jiao was burping, blinking, and his face was dazed.

The princess traveled thousands of miles and didn't care at all.

Only Lu Fazhen was startled, quickly got up, and said in a trembling voice: "Lu Fazhen of the Poor Dao Five Yang Sect, meet the holy monk!"

It is rumored that there is an unnamed temple in the world, and there are one hundred and eight Dharma protectors, all of whom are Vajra Arhats. There are also eighty-one monks who can make the stubborn stone nod and the goddess scatter the flowers.

However, there is only one monk in each generation who receives this honor.

Li Baichan, a guest of Lotus Peak, was in the spotlight at the beginning, in addition to his outstanding cultivation, but also because he was expected to become a Dharma monk of this generation.

Walking in all directions, giving birth to lotus step by step, and spreading the law to the world.

Seeing this monk, it is equivalent to Lu Fazhen in front of him at this time, there is a Chen Taisu of Guanyin Seat, or Chen Shisu.

The monk said softly: "He is commonly known as Li Baichan, and he was once a disciple of a poor monk. ”

At this moment, Zhu Hongying and Mr. He knew the weight of this monk, and stood up at the same time to make a big salute.

It was the little Jiao who had inadvertently received the great favor of the champion Lang Tian, and he hurriedly solemnly gave a blessing.

The young monk's face and state of mind are all ancient wells, "The poor monk came here to find two things, one is the treasure of my temple and the mountain, the eight heavenly dragons, and the other is the "Luo Shen Map". ”

Xiao Baijiao's face changed drastically.

The monk looked at her and smiled, "It's okay, the poor monk won't take it away until you turn into a dragon." You have a relationship with the Dharma, and this is one of your merits. ”

Xiao Baijiao was both happy and scared, happy that he cherished the picture the most, he didn't have to take it out immediately, he was afraid that he had a relationship with the monks?

The princess suddenly asked: "I look at the scholars in the world, and the most important thing is to cultivate qi, step by step, from the inside out, solid and calm, and tend to be complete." Self-cultivation Qi family rule the country and level the world, the purpose of Confucianism, eight characters only, how can there ever be any words of immortality? Your Buddhist practice, it seems to be the opposite, how much you can get by praying for blessings in one scripture, twisting a circle of prayer beads a few times, and the baht must be compared, as if the Buddha had a scale, which can weigh a person's good and evil pounds, and is doing a fair deal with the Buddha. What kind of Dharma are you practicing like this?"

The young monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "All appearances are false." ”

"It is better to be like Mount Meru than empty as mustard seeds. ”

"All things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and they should be viewed as such. ”

Princess Cui frowned, "Pretending to be a ghost!"

The monk was not angry, but bowed his head and said silently, "You should look at it as it is." ”

Mr. He's face was suddenly full of sorrow, he came to Zhu Hongying, knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and said, "Lord Wang, He has been guilty all these years......

"Don't say it. Zhu Hongying interrupted his words, bent down to help this henchman up, and sighed: "Mr. He is a chess piece placed in the mansion by the man in the capital, in fact, this king has also had doubts over the years, but more than a dozen assassinations by the dead soldiers of the Great Sui were blocked by Mr., two of them, if it weren't for Mr. Fighting for serious injuries and unwilling to retreat, this king has already been loessed, and he is relieved to think about it." The grievances and hatreds in the world are no bigger than life and death after all. ”

Zhu Hongying suddenly looked at the monk, "This king is willing to be ordained." ”

The young monk said softly: "The Dharma in the world is a boat that helps sentient beings cross the sea of suffering, but if you don't step on the boat yourself, the monks will not forcibly pull you up." ”

Zhu Hongying was a little anxious, and said in a deep voice: "This king is willing to devote himself to the Buddha!"

The young monk asked indifferently, "But your heart is still on this shore, and you really think that this place is the other shore when you cross the sea to the other shore by boat?"

Zhu Hongying suddenly roared: "Then what do you want this king?!"

The young monk smiled and said, "Zhu Hongying, poor monk, and ask you, who is the 'king'?"

The powerful vassal king, who held hundreds of thousands of iron horses, fell back to his seat and muttered, "I can't let go." ”

"You've picked it up, why don't you put it down?"

"It's okay to put it down, the poor monk is waiting for you. You just need to remember that you don't have to be obsessed with picking up and letting go of two things, the selfless method, the longevity method, and the Haoran method, all of which are convenient methods for themselves, and there is no superiority, no high or low, and no good or bad. ”

"The worldly law, which can free sentient beings from the sea of suffering in this life, is the superior law. The worldly law can allow sentient beings to transcend this life, and it can be the superior law. ”

Lu Fazhen, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and smiled: "It's already on the boat." ”

The young monk nodded.

Mr. He seemed to be relieved, and said with a smile: "I am willing to go together." ”

The young monk nodded as well.

Zhu Hongying's face became more and more painful, his hands clenched the armrests of the chair, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

Xiao Baijiao was confused, and he didn't know what these people were saying, thinking, or doing.

Princess Cui Youwei fell into deep thought.

The young monk turned and left.

She snapped back to her senses and followed quickly.

Everyone in the room had their own thoughts, not to mention that no one cared about a woman's choice at the moment.

The two walked on the path in the middle of the lake one after the other, Cui Youwei quickened his pace, blocked the monk's path, and asked, "Dare to ask the holy monk, who am I?"

The monk smiled and said, "The princess is just a princess, there is no doubt about it, there is no need to think about it." ”

Cui You breathed a sigh of relief, "The mansion has changed, can the holy monk solve my doubts?"

The monk thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes." ”

He walked to the lake, crouched down, picked up a pebble, and gently threw it into the lake.

Ripples, approaching the shore.

I saw the monk bend down and stretch out a palm, blocking the slight ripples, and the water rippled to the sides of his palm, and he smiled: "This is cause and effect." ”

Cui Youwei asked, "I want to know who that stone is, is it the young man surnamed Chen?"

The monk pondered for a moment, "No. He's just a trick. The person who really came into being is now a woman. ”

Cui Youwei was surprised: "It's her?!"

The monk slowly retracted his palm.

It doesn't stick to a drop of water.

He said with a smile: "According to the fragmentary historical records of the Zen temple where the poor monk is located, there was a period of brilliant years in history when a hundred schools of thought contended, but in the end, only one family of three religions stood out. ”

Cui Youwei asked, "Is it the soldier led by Jiang Zitu?" and the three sects of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism?"

The young monk looked at the mirror-like lake, "Taoism seeks immortality, and does not want anyone to break the rules and patterns. My Buddhist family doesn't want the lives to be ruined, and I don't want the martial artists to insist on killing and preaching. Confucianism is dedicated to nurturing Haoranqi, and does not hesitate to abandon the immortal afterlife, only seeking peace in this life and this life. In addition, there are some hidden Taoist overhauls, each with its own needs, among them hope that the king is domineering and domineering, and the well water does not violate the river water, Confucianism governs the country and helps the people, and the soldiers set things right, and can divide and rule the world in troubled times, but between the division and combination, it will not collapse the mountains and rivers. Of course, there are also people who are trapped by love and cannot break free for thousands of years. ”

The young monk sighed softly and said: "Heaven and earth are running, reincarnation is endless, the Buddha has the end of the law, the Tao has a decline, the saints see that the general trend is irreversible, so they have to do everything possible to delay this matter, what they do, what they plan, there is a difference, among them, the poor monk will not talk to you more." The poor monk only tells you one person, that is, Jiang Zitu, the ancestor of the soldier. More than 3,000 years ago, this person resented the gods who were high above, and regarded the people in the world as ants on the soles of his feet, as puppets, and in a fit of anger, he interrupted the Shinto incense with a punch, so that the thousands of gods in this vein had to hang high above the sky, and could no longer easily control the world. ”

Cui Youwei suddenly couldn't help but ask, "Why are you willing to tell me these undisclosed heavenly secrets?"

The monk smiled and said, "The poor monk wants to ask you, why can't the secret of heaven be revealed?"

At this time, someone behind Cui Youwei sneered: "These words of the stinky monk are for me. ”

The monk turned around and folded his hands, "Amitabha." ”

Cui Youwei turned her head to see that it was her daughter Zhu Zhenying.

It's just that at this moment, the county lord of Anyang, there is brilliance in his eyes, which makes the princess feel a little strange.

Zhu Zhenying sneered: "This monk hopes that Jiang Zitu will turn around in this life and be able to incarnate as a Buddhist protector, so there are these entangled causes and effects." Li Baichan fell into the trap and mistakenly thought that the person was Jiang Zitu, but he didn't know that this was Nalan Changsheng's conspiracy at all, and even Chen Shisu's mother-in-law was deceived together. Especially Chen Shisu, it is even more ridiculous, personally took action, planted two dragons in the eyes of the child, and ate its roots, and after more than 20 years, he was even more conscientious, in this Liangzhou City Domain, as a housekeeper, he did not hesitate to do it himself, and worked hard to play with the chess pieces, in order to suppress the luck of the ancestors of the military family in her mind, so that after the success, he exchanged the luck of those saints for a fighting luck in the world. Don't you know that the child is just a bait, in order to create a situation where the lights are dark, so that the real reincarnated person can grow up smoothly, and now the overall situation has been decided, and the chess pieces on the chessboard have almost taken root, and the reason why the saint is a saint can do the right thing for heaven is precisely the most important thing to abide by the rules, which is really a big joke in the world!"

Cui Youwei asked for no reason: "The ancestor of the dignified soldier family, reincarnated as a daughter?" Is this possible?"

The young monk whispered, "Just slay the red dragon." ”

Zhu Zhenying waved her sleeves and laughed wantonly: "Why do you need to be like this? What's the matter with your daughter's body? You won't be able to become a Buddha and not be able to prove the Tao?

Cui Youwei looked at this daughter with fluttering sleeves, the woman's face was snow-white, and her lips trembled, "Zhenying, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother's ......?"

The young monk sighed, "She is no longer the little county lord Zhu Zhenying, she is Chen Taisu of Guanyin Rouge Mountain." ”

Cui Youwei was stunned on the spot, and then pressed the shoulders of "Zhu Zhenying" like crazy, "You return my daughter! Give me back the real baby!"

Zhu Zhenying was expressionless and looked at the other side.

In the distance, a gardener stood on the shore with a small hoe.

"Zhu Zhenying" casually pushed Cui Youwei away and looked at the Linglong Cave Heavenly Cave Lord on the other side, "Sister, I have broken the formation, what about you?"

Chen Shisu was silent.

She always knew that this county lord of Anyang was not simple, it was strange, and she had personally inspected it several times, but she didn't find any clues.

The reason for this, Chen Shisu is no longer curious.

I only know that Zhu Zhenying is actually a soul seed of hers, and she is full of sincerity, it is not as simple as stripping off a wisp of soul at all, and it can even be said that Chen Taisu, the red-robed Chen Taisu who retreats in Rouge Mountain, is like a cicada shell snake molting.

It's a real gamble.

Gamble on all your cultivation.

Zhu Zhenying, or Chen Taisu, looked around, and finally saw the bright red wedding dress, the female ghost was sitting on the lake, using the lake as a mirror, holding a white jade comb, tilting her head to comb the green silk, "Suzaku opened the country, you lost a game, you divided the Yu family with a trace of soul, how miserable did you lose?" I didn't expect that after so many years, I still don't have a long memory at all, my sister really feels sorry for you." Why do you want to go against your sister? Isn't it good to be the master of the Linglong Cave and the Heavenly Cave? Why do you want to be a man who doesn't even want the family business of your ancestors?"

She retracted her gaze, looked at her sister Chen Shisu, and asked with a smile: "Have you forgotten that Qing'e Mountain is the land of Jiang Laozu's dragon prosperity? The three veins of Guanyin Seat are the mantle left by his three confidants? Why do you want Lotus Peak as the main vein? In order to revive the military family, he has endured humiliation and burdens for more than 3,000 years, how can you ruin the great cause of a thousand years and the grand plan for eternity because of your little Chen Shisu? The Lotus Peak Purple Gold Luck that was supposed to be left to that child, who did it end up giving to? Who did it enlighten? You don't know, do you?"

Chen Shisu smiled and said: "Sister, don't say a Vermilion Bird Dynasty, a Qing'e Mountain, or the entire Nanzhan Continent, why not give it to you?"

Chen Taisu said happily: "Then let's compare with each other, in the end, who gets the greater creation?"

Chen Shisu said indifferently: "Wait and see." ”

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Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, soldiers.

Qing'e Mountain, Dasui, Suzaku, Nanzhan Buzhou.

The sky and the earth are big, and there are immortals from all walks of life.

Fight for incense, seize luck, seize opportunities, and seek merit.

It seems that no one cares all the time, the young man who recognized the Qinglou woman as his mother, what he wants to say and what he wants to do.