Geng Zhao's consciousness woke up.
He maintained a cross-sitting posture, observed the elements in his body with innate spiritual consciousness, and then carried them after confirming that they were not hindered.The purer green fire true qi is circulating in the newly formed meridians, and it only takes a cup of tea for a whole week. The whole body is as warm as water, and it is indescribable.
In order to create this brand new vein, Geng Zhao used more than 90% of the true energy. Even if the abnormal explosion part was included, the remaining internal force was less than half as usual.It takes at least ten days and half a month to adjust to the peak state and adapt to the new pulse; but Geng Zhao has a completely different view of the power of the power.
The amazing thing about the Dingtian Sword Vein is that it only takes a small amount of internal breath to produce a great effect.
Li Hanyang uses the internal combination of essence, qi, spirit, etc., as well as the external combination of hands, eyes, and body. The sword must be the unity of the six extremes, so there is no need to double the force and urge it, and it is extremely important to seek the great use of the internal strength of barbarian power.If you can spend several years of time to figure it out and then use actual combat verification, you should get the supreme heart technique that holds a thousand pounds like a feather. However, the benefits of using the inner breath and the pulse of Dingtian Sword are simply used as a sword. Geng Zhao will now be very useful.
He exhaled his last breath of turbid air, slowly ended his work, and finally opened his eyes.
The first thing that caught my eye was a fair snow face, with a high nose bridge and deep facial features, a head of deep red curly hair like flames. The fragrant body fragrance mixed with sweat and moistness, and it poured out from Xuewo's collar. A few strands of sweat-like wet hair stuck to the girl's lips and cheeks. She knelt high in front of Geng Zhao with her snow buttocks raised. The curve of her body was fully visible, which was exactly the mèi.
She pressed Geng Zhao's chest with her hand, but her other hand reached her abdomen without avoiding suspicion, and her wet palm pressed against the sea of qi in the Dantian, desperately transporting internal breath.
This move was futile: even Li Hanyang's three-in-one teaching skills could not resist, but the Dingtian Sword Vein could restrain it, causing it to return to the right track, and its tenacity and mystery could not be considered by common sense.Although mèi'er is responsible for the most yang and strong magical power of the ghost, and there is also a yang pill in his abdomen, he still cannot penetrate the dense sword vein true qi.No matter how she activated her true energy, her lips and face were so tired that she was red and sweating profusely, she could never put her true energy into Geng Zhao's body.
On the high platform, a group of ministers from the country of Bamboo were in tears: His princess had a lot of money. In his unmarried body, he actually reached the man's waist and abdomen in public, rubbed and rubbed, and made his face flushed and sweaty. Although the customs of Nanling do not emphasize women's chastity before marriage, and even had the old habit of staying overnight for men to stay, various countries have been taught by the emperor for a long time, and the royal family also talked about the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues. If the general is about to go out, which country dares to propose marriage?
Dear colleagues, don’t worry, an older minister quickly comforts his side: Seeing that the Lord of Yiyang has not come!This is God's will, which shows that God blesses my country of Guzhu and ordered the country of Yiyang to be absent.Everyone suddenly realized and felt a little relieved.
In fact, the one who truly blesses Guzhu Kingdom is that Princess Fuxiang herself is not on the stage. Otherwise, after hearing this high argument, there will be a few loyal ministers in the court tomorrow.mèi'er didn't know that she was being criticized. When she saw the little monk opening his eyes, she was happy to be charming, and then she showed a ruthless smile and gritted her teeth and reviewed:
Who says that delivering true qi is useless?Didn’t this save me?Bah, Nanling Ranger, you have gained fame!
Li Hanyang stood not far away, holding his chest with his hands, smiling and silent. It seemed that after he caught Geng Zhao, he was driven away by the rushing mèi'er.The leader of the dignified ranger did not care about a young girl. He stared at Geng Zhao, who was cross-legged on the ground with a sharp eyes, and paid attention to the change in his complexion, and never left for a moment.
Geng Zhao met with him in sight, and the two nodded slightly, without saying a word.The young man Zhu Wu, who stood side by side with Li Hanyang, was quite unconscionable and frowned and said: But you were just muttering, why is it useless, why is it useless, and you were so anxious that you cried.I think he looks like he is good, and he has nothing to do with you.
mèi'er's pretty face turned red and her eyebrows stood up: Who is crying?You talk nonsense, I tear your mouth apart!
Zhu Wu was frightened by Teng Teng's murderous aura, and took a step back with his head in his arms, suddenly thinking: I didn't say nonsense, she was crying.With a clear conscience, he shook his head and said: We have a king here, so we cannot tear people's mouths apart.
mèi'er was so proud, her eyes shining brightly.I am the princess of Guzhu Kingdom. I don’t have to abide by your royal laws, but I can tear your mouth apart!Hahahaha-- The boy was stunned.This time, even Qian Wujiu couldn't hear it and said, "You are the ones that only bad people can say!"Zhu Wu was not very comfortable with the words, and he said it out loud. He nodded for a moment. He felt uncomfortable and said to Wujiu:
But I don't think she's really bad either.When Lord Dian Wei fainted just now, she cried so sadly-
Shut up!mèi'er was so angry.Just as he was about to step forward and twist the dead child's head off, his palm was suddenly caught gently. When he saw the little monk, he smiled and said, "Don't scare the child."You are a princess in a country, how can you quarrel with your children?It's too unspeakable to say that you don't follow the king's laws.
mèi'er stared blankly, seeing his eyes vivid as he spoke, as if he had seen it in a dream, but the scene of being cut off by the giant sword was still in front of him, frightened and anxious... It was not until this time that he rushed into his chest, feeling uncomfortable as if he was about to blow his chest, his body was a little soft, his nose felt sore for no reason, and he thrust his fists into his chest and his head and face, and said angrily:
Dead little monk!Smile monk!The little monk... He beated wildly with his head down for a while, and his fists hurt slightly. He was shocked to realize that Geng Zhao didn't even block it, and he panicked in his heart: No!Recently, my cultivation has been quite advanced, so don’t want to... don’t want to kill him!
Looking closely, Geng Zhao had not even scratched the oily skin except for a little bit of a light red mark. She was ashamed and embarrassed, and a little angry. She pushed his chest: Are you broken by your hands or your brain is confused?Can't block it?idiot!I was about to get up and turn around and leave. I saw a graceful and plump figure passing by the stairs at the stands. My face darkened and I thought to myself:
As soon as I left, the slut came over again.Teach you how to dream!He stood upright with a hum, hugged his arms, and raised his pair of snow-smoothed, sharp, round breasts, staring straight ahead with a fierce look, without any intention of leaving.
Geng Zhao turned around, but saw the baby Jin'er standing in the stands, her beautiful eyes full of care.
The two of them had a great understanding of each other and nodded slightly, as if they had said a thousand words.Fu Chijin showed a relieved expression, her watery and delicate eyes turned, and her eyes glanced at the child behind him. She looked like a cunning look, husband, you're done, smiling and smiling. A tall Qianhong Liying shadow turned from behind her, with long legs intertwined, and her slender curves full of agile muscle strength stopped after tiptoeing two steps, and it turned out to be dyed red clouds.
Geng Zhao suddenly stood up, accidentally touching the wound on his left shoulder, his face turned pale, and the clothes that had begun to condense were once again oozing out black stains like ink.
The shadows in the ladder were projected, and the expressions of Ran Hongxia could not be seen clearly. He was anxious: Why... why didn't she walk down any more?I couldn't help but take a few steps forward, and saw four small lotus feet standing behind Yiren, one pair of embroidered silver parrot green fast boots with thin bottom half-bolts. The boots were wrapped in fine tips, bright and cute, as if you could imagine that the jade toes were closed, which was very energetic; the other pair were royal blue shoes, with colorful silk gold and silver threads on the uppers embroidered with the pattern of the fish playing with lotus. Although it was a sky foot, it was so small that it was enough to hold it, which made the owner look more delicate.
--It's two screens.
Geng Zhao didn't pay attention to her feet, and suddenly raised her head when she thought about it.On the fourth floor stand, Xu's black clothes were lowered by the railing. The sunlight penetrated the long gauze wrapped in her hair and drooped, and her whole body was covered with gold powder. Her face was backlit and her eyebrows could not be seen clearly, but she saw that her skin on her neck and chin was extremely white and greasy, like a jade mill.
He and Ran Hongxia were in love and had a close relationship with each other, but they could not tell Xu Ziyi to know about this matter. Otherwise, if the leader Du succeeded in leaving the seclusion in the future, if Hong'er lost his virility was investigated, this senior sister who was very capable in the sect would not stand on Ran Hongxia's side, the matter would be tricky.
Geng Zhao felt sorry for Ran Hongxia's embarrassment, and understood why she couldn't run straight out and showed her concern regardless of everything... While thinking, she saw Yiren taking out a red silk from her arms and handing it to Fu Chijin.Fu Chijin nodded slightly at her, pinched the silk pattern and slapped it out, ignoring mèi'er's murderous gaze, and stuffed the red silk into his hands.
Don't worry, Geng Zhao sniffed the familiar sweetness on her body, suddenly felt at ease, closed her eyes and said softly: I'm fine.
I know.Fu Chijin lowered her head and loosened her belt for him, just like she tied it for him before going out.The cool and smooth little hand skillfully and carefully uncovered several layers of clothes that were condensed with scabs and smiled: I am not worried at all, I understand my man.In the mind of baby Jin'er, her husband is the most trustworthy man in the world and nothing can be done.
Geng Zhao couldn't help laughing.If it weren't for the mercy of Mr. Li, I would have beaten me all over the ground.I don't dare to say so much.A heart moved and he lowered his voice and asked: What instructions does the general have?
Fu Chijin and Xianzi were entrusted by him and took on the important responsibility of protecting the general and his wife. With baby Jin'er's shrewdness and knowledge, she would never leave the general without regard for the general and leave the top stand without authorization.This move must be instructed by the general, and the situation of the children should be used as a cover.
Sure enough, Fu Chijin smiled.The general said that Li Hanyang was unable to win in the first battle, and the other party was afraid that he would take the risk.If something happens at a young age, the safety of the Empress must be the first.Geng Zhao was slightly stunned: What will happen?The next game... should it be the representative of the Yangtu Mahayana Sect?
Fu Chijin said in a low voice: Murong Rou didn't say it, I don't think he might be accurate, just let us prepare.The Buddhist son and the great monk from the Yangtu Sect went to discuss the matter with the Ten Directions Yuanming Hall. It was about a moment ago.In my opinion, I turned Alan Mountain over and couldn't find a representative that was more powerful than Li Hanyang. Maybe the Buddhist monk didn't expect that he would lose this game?
It took more than half an hour for the first time, and Geng Zhao was in a coma for more than a moment, and it was nearly an hour before the refugees surrounded the mountains.Geng Zhao looked into the distance, and the black crowd of people like an ant colony seemed to be moving all the time, but the actual amount of Xiaojie Camp was squeezed was not obvious, indicating that the refugees were dissipated and had no rules. Facing the elite Gucheng with a spear and iron horse, even if they were hungry, they would not rashly hit the tip of the gun.
But Geng Zhao always had indescribable worries.When they were in the Hunban Ridge, the refugees were hungry and cold, exhausted and declining, but in a flash they turned into ferocious beasts, and they bravely rammed the spear and arrows with their flesh and blood. Even the bravest soldiers couldn't help but be scared because they smelled blood.
Killing is like an epidemic, and once it starts, it is difficult to stop.
Could this be the change mentioned by the general?
Fu Chijin took out a snow-white silk from his collar and wiped his head and face. Suddenly, she exclaimed and stopped without realizing it.Geng Zhao came to her senses and gently held her hand. Yin asked: What's wrong?Fu Chijin forced a smile, shook her head, and made a gesture to wipe it again, but her husband was not so easy to pass it off. He held her warm little hand and refused to put it down. Fu Chijin could not help but whisper: My husband's hair is white, like an old man.As he said this, he smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, as if spring flowers were blooming.
Geng Zhao couldn't describe it without a mirror at hand. He thought that if he wanted to restore the meridians so big, his body would not be completely damaged. However, his hair was frosty, which was very cheap and he didn't care.Seeing that the white silk looked very familiar, I remembered that it was her gift before, and my heart was warm. Unexpectedly, Fu Chijin tucked the silk on her warm and full breasts and squeezed out a touch of sweat that was so fragrant that it was fragrant.
You gave it to me... Before Geng Zhao finished speaking, baby Jin'er gently gave it over his shoulder and smiled: "I'm overcoming difficulties in the mountains, there is no good doctor, I'm sorry, it's a good hero."But it was Li Hanyang approaching.
She handed over the red silk dyed red glow, and gave a graceful salute, saying seriously: Nu Nu, I, thanked Li Daxia for helping me.Li Hanyang said: You are kind, madam, I just got a little thin and couldn't help.He took the red silk and stripped Geng Zhao of his clothes.
Li Hanyang's technique of drawing the sword was the same as slashing, and Geng Zhao suffered only flesh and blood injuries.The ranger travels around the world, accepts challenges from warriors from all over the world, carries effective gold-creation medicine with him, and his bandaging technique is even more unique.Li Hanyang's essence was not inferior to swords in this way. After he managed to invent, applied medicine, tied up, etc., Geng Zhao suddenly felt a clear and clear feeling on his shoulders, and the swelling and pain were greatly relieved, and he could barely move.
Fu Chijin said: This is what the girl from the Ran family takes the risk of committing guilt on her senior sister, and she also wants to give her a wish. Don’t let her down.Yingying smiled and turned around and left.The entrance to the bottom of the platform was no longer visible to the Hongxia and the Erping. Even Xu Ziyi had re-seat, and it was difficult to see from bottom to top.
All the girls left, and mèi'er finally realized that it was not appropriate for him to stand here. When the Golden Armored Guards walked around for most of the place, they finally rubbed them in dust. They glared at Geng Zhao with anger and were surrounded by everyone. They thought that this little monk loved to take other people's silk, and they were all thieves with the silk delivery!
That night at the Fenghuo Serial Dock, looking at the inseparable and emotional lingering look between him and Ran Hongxia, I felt something was wrong.There is no doubt about the matter of the red silk silk. The young monk called his husband a beautiful slut, and he added another list of murders.
Geng Zhao and Li Hanyang were both silently. Li Hanyang applied medicine to him silently to wrap his wounds. Zhu Wu was always looking at him step by step. Although Qian Wujiu often peeked at the corners of his eyes, he was far apart.Geng Zhao's silence was looking at the distant mountains.
Lord Dianwei is worried about the stay and departure of the refugees?Li Hanyang asked with a smile.
Geng Zhao originally wanted to answer, but he had a different kind of doubt in his heart. After struggling for a while, he finally couldn't help but speak.Why did Daxia Li represent the Nanling Cult Group?
Of course it is for refugees.
Since that's the case, why did Daxia Li admit defeat?
Li Hanyang laughed in silence.If these words come from others, they may be suspected of ridicule, but he knew that the young man had no intention of this.Because I did lose to Lord Dianwei.He picked up the Ding Tianjun sword inserted on the ground. Three inches above the ancient sword thigh that was as big as a hand shield and a bell and chime, and the thin blade hidden in the edge penetrated through the sword body, as if it was integrated with the smooth steel as a mirror, and there was almost no hole in the fit.
Geng Zhao realized that his words were unspoken. Even though there seemed to be a sense of unspeakable confusion and injustice in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little apologized and whispered: Sorry, Mr. Li, I don't mean that.With your cultivation level, it is easy to reverse your disadvantages. If you want the general to shelter refugees, Li Daxia should not admit defeat and should defeat me. If you don’t serve as a refugee, you don’t have to fight.I don’t understand, what is the purpose of this battle or not?
Lord Dianwei got two things wrong.Li Hanyang said seriously:
In my opinion, competition is a very simple thing. Winning is winning, losing is losing. Even if others don’t see it, there is nothing to fight for if the two of them know it.Lord Dianwei may not understand. I lost the battle just now, and this matter is undoubtedly true.Hold Ding Tianjun in front of him.Geng Zhao was half-believing and half-doubted, and grabbed the hilt of the knife, but the blade still remained unmoved, as if it had a root in the sword body.
(It must be because the skill has not yet been restored.)
But even Geng Zhao himself understood that such an idea was too wishful thinking.
After a moment of breathing and exercising exercises, his skills were only more abundant than those of the duels. There was no reason why he could not draw the knife.He calmed down, adjusted his breath, and tried to exercise his whole body skills again, but hid his forehead but did not move at all.
Have you seen it?Li Hanyang said calmly:
When you stab the knife, the level of the six-combination in your body is higher than that of me, so that you can pierce the iron in one fell swoop; it is because your current level is far inferior to that at that time.I lost to this knife and was convinced.If you can perform again and encounter it again, I will still lose.As he said that, his face was slightly calmer, his hands were split into swords, duh!He shouted softly and slowly pulled it open. When a clear dragon roar slid out of the sword, the blue blade tip trembled continuously, then he turned the handle and returned the knife to Geng Zhao.
Geng Zhao was so shiny that Li Hanyang almost used all his strength, and a slight pearl appeared on his forehead. Even the move was unsealed by Han Xuese. I was afraid that the time difference was comparable to that of confronting the man in black.The second thing Lord Dianwei made a mistake is the value of justice.
Justice?
Li Hanyang's eyes were bright and he looked at him.
I dare to ask, if you kill one person, can you save ten people, is it justified to do so?
Geng Zhao pondered for a moment, but couldn't make a decision. She shook her head and said: I...I don't know.Is the one who was killed a good person or a bad person?Li Hanyang smiled.
Lord Dianwei's question is another difficult question.He shook his head.Regarding the metaphor of killing one person to save ten people, Zhufeng Palace has been discussing for thousands of years. It is the countless rangers who ask people and think hard all their lives. They have divided them into several factions. Some advocate killing people to save them, while others advocate not killing them. There is still no consensus and no conclusion.
So which faction are you from?Zhu Wu suddenly inserted.
I advocate being cautious about killing.Li Hanyang was not upset and smiled warmly: I don’t believe that one life should be worth one life, and human life cannot be measured on a scale.After leaving the meeting hall of Zhufeng Hall, I have not really encountered the problem of killing one person and saving ten people; if you want to kill this person, I will let go of the other ten innocent people, and I will give priority to the speakers.That guy is obviously the source of evil.Geng Zhao and Zhu Wu both laughed.
Although General Murong's handling of affairs was harsh and fierce, he was generally obedient to the court. Yodoroshi Liangzitong was indeed the confidant of Lord Zhongshu, who was almost the same as the word "子子子".The evil deeds of the father and son of the Liang family to Xu Rigui and his daughter are not even considered a matter in the eyes of many powerful people in Pingwangdu. General Murong’s disposal of Liang Zitong was as simple as pulling out a thorn in his eyes, and he would definitely pay a huge price for it.
The old ranger curled his smile and said solemnly:
I do not think that I will take justice for the Xu father and daughter and punish the people of the court and the Ren family of the Yangtu family as a matter of course, so I will take it for granted justice to sacrifice 50,000 refugees in exchange for peace in Tokaido.Then I lost this competition, and I will still stay here until the Three Metamorphosis Conference ends.I want to see how General Murong's justice will save the lives of these 50,000 people.
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There are no Buddha statues in the ten directions of the Yuanming Hall, and replaced by a stone carved dragon wall seven or eight feet long.
This Uponanda Wall, also known as the Yanxi Dragon King Wall, is composed of bluestone screens that are six feet and five inches high and two feet and eight inches wide. There is a lotus platform base for inlay under the screen. Each screen is the same size, as if it is a mold, and the joints are polished smoothly and smoothly. It is almost impossible to see the seams from a distance. They are lined with the bluestone brick floor and the graffiti walls of the entire palace. The screen merges into the space, like a giant dragon with floating claws turning on the lotus seat, and it is about to break through the wall in the blink of an eye.
After the East China Sea broke away from the rule of the scale clan, it went through three sects and finally became a forbidden body for the imperial power of the Central Plains. The old customs of worship that respected the Dragon God were mostly banned, so residents then tried different ways to protect their faith. Or, under the name of worshiping Buddha, he deliberately made the Dragon Lotus seat of the Buddha statue particularly large, worshiping Buddha like worshiping dragons; or, instead, he was called the Dragon King God of Ming, and so on, relying on the eight dragon kings in the Buddhist scriptures to secretly worship the dragons of the scale clan.
This is how this Ubonanda wall comes from.Made into a spliced stone screen, which is conducive to separate collection. When officers and soldiers break into trouble, they only need to hide the first three fans that are spliced into the dragon's head, and then turn a few of the pieces randomly, so that the dragon's shape will not be visible, which will prevent the court from causing disaster.
In the East China Sea, Buddhism is just a talisman of the Dragon God, and it is no wonder that my Buddha is not prosperous.For thousands of years, the people have been ignorant of old customs and have not been educated by Buddhism. How innocent!The Buddhist son stretched out his white jade-like palm and gently stroked the rolling and protruding dragon scales, making his five fingers look slender, like a woman.
Fortunately, we are here to spread the Dharma and light a bright lamp for the people.In the future, all the people of the East China Sea will take the charity together. You will also attain Buddhahood and will be perfect in practicing the Bodhisattva Path. Isn’t it good to be good?
During this trip east, most of the members of the Yangtu Monks came from the 29 temples that were jointly written by the letter. Because the journey was long, the elders in the temple were afraid that they could not afford to travel, so they mainly focused on the young and strong generation.The name is that all the elites are revealed, but the meaning behind it is probably similar to Nanling: the theory of the three vehicles of the horizontal and vertical are the stage of the Buddhist son. It is not the turn of others to stand up. Since it is for others to marry, there is no need to perform hard. It is just a matter of being missed by rain and dew. Don’t be absent from your own family.
Sure enough, when everyone heard the words of the Buddha's son, most of them sneered, or disagreed, and none of them agreed.
The Buddhist son left Beijing alone, left the representative of the Yangtu Monks' community and came to Tokai Road alone. This move has been criticized among these young monks. As a result, the dissatisfaction reached its peak when he mobilized refugees to surround the mountain, Yi Renfa competed for martial arts, etc.The representatives of each temple rarely had a lot of enemies. They privately agreed to unanimously oppose the fight with the General Zhendong Mansion during the discussion, and meant to accept the status quo and not force Murong Rou to shelter refugees.
This is a belated encirclement and liquidation.The Buddhist son was isolated before entering the Ten Directions and the Yuanming Palace. What awaited him was a group of angry young monks who complained about this absurd Three Vehicles theory and refused to be treated as a puppet.
Monk Xingshen from Shedu Jingjin Temple folded his hands together and lowered his eyes and said:
To attain Buddhahood and become an Arhat is the saying of Hinayana.The Mahayana saves all sentient beings without making profits. This statement by the Buddhist Son is redundant.Several young monks nodded frequently.Xingshen's senior brother Xingyuan was refuted by the Buddhist son when he was discussing the Dharma in Yangtu. He always wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge, but the abbot said that his cultivation was not as good as the senior brother, so he did not have to humiliate himself, which made Xingshen uneasy.
Since some people take the lead in attacking, there will be people who take advantage of the situation to rush their troops and set fire to the fire.The person who is involved is the monk Cihui from Shebei Temple. He is only about thirty years old this year. He is in his prime, but he is the same generation as Master Xuezhou Cineng, a famous monk in the temple. He is very eye-catching in this eastbound team and speaks very well.
I heard that the Buddhist children teach people to recite the six characters of Namo Amitabha Buddha. Such a man who runs his barbarians and does not recognize his eyes can also become a Buddha.People in the East China Sea often recite the Buddha's name, and naturally climb the lotus platform to attain the true vehicle and achieve Buddhahood. What does it have to do with us?
The Buddha smiled faintly and did not argue. He carefully stroked the bluestone dragon carving and said leisurely:
There are 472 ancient temples in the East China Sea that have been around for more than a hundred years, of which 04 are over 300 years, and 37 are over 500 years; there are six on Mount Alan alone for more than a thousand years.Among these temples, the fewest people in Youli Temple have 123 nuns, and the largest number is Dabananta Temple on the banks of Longchuan, with a total of 4,872 people.The above are not counted as ignition workers, errands, and single travelers.
Everyone didn't know why he said this and looked at each other.
The Buddhist son said calmly: Although there are many ancient temples in the East China Sea, but Buddhism has not yet flourished. These famous temples are like manors, with thousands of hectares of fertile land and are widely offered to gentry. Monks are just secular people who have plastered scars and put on monk's robes, and regard the abbot as fame. In order to seek the position of abbot, the monk Xianyi of Lianjue Temple managed officials at all levels of Xuanzhengyuan and the Donghai Naitai Office for ten years, and the total number is more than this.Extend your right hand and eat the middle fingers.
Xing Shen's expression changed slightly, and she said with a forced smile: Although two thousand taels are a big number, we are the ones outside the world...
When Monk Cihui saw that the Buddha's son's gesture had not changed, his smile was as calm as an ancient well, and he was as secretive as he was. He raised his sleeves and stopped him, and said in a deep voice: Don't embarrass him, it's 20,000 taels.The total amount of money was used to pay bribes from the Xuan Zhengyuan and the Nitai Department of the State Council alone exceeded 20,000 taels of silver.
The hall was silent.Except for the thick breathing, no one spoke.
More than 20 people present were young and middle-aged people from famous temples in the Yangtou. The scholarly monks hid in the Sutra Pavilion to study classics and often interacted with high-ranking officials and nobles. They all saw the world. Although they knew that the East China Sea was rich, this number was still far beyond everyone's imagination.If there is 20,000 taels of cash in stock, what kind of abbot will you still fight for?I can't spend all my money in my lifetime!
Xingshen swallowed, his face was pounding, and his dark pockmarked face was as stiff as a corpse, and he said with a stinging voice: That exaggeration...does he treat it as the abbot?
The Buddhist son shook his head.
It is said that there are diseases recently and my health is not good.There is a saying in Xuanzhengyuan that after the Three Vehicles of Treatise, we would promote the unification of the Buddha's veins in the world, and the scholarly monks from the Central Tu Sangha who were both promising and talented and virtuous will serve as the abbot of the Donghai Temple to wash away the decadent trend and save all the people of the East China Sea.
Xuan Zhengyuan was only founded by Taizong in the dynasty and was responsible for managing Buddhism-related affairs.After Nanling surrendered, Duan Sizong submitted a report to the court, saying that the Hinayana had been in the Nanling countries for a long time and the ancestral organization developed and matured. It is not advisable to use the patriarchal laws of the Mahayana of the Central Tu and the customs to set up a neutral organization to govern it, such as a guest province that receives envoys from various countries, and is responsible for arranging the chapel and exchanges of the ancestral organization, without involving the internal affairs of the ancestral organization.
At that time, Emperor Taizong vigorously promoted the Buddhist teachings. After reading Duan Sizong's memorial, he not only approved the establishment of the Xuanzhengyuan, but also expanded it into the Guanyuan that manages the Central Tushima and the Nanling sect. Under the second-rank Xuanyuan system, there were also officials such as envoys, Tongzhi, and Deputy Envoys. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was the Secretariat, which was responsible for monks and nuns in the world.
There is no sect in the East China Sea. The abbots of each temple are nominally assigned by the court. However, the Xuanzhengyuan is all officials and scholars who are from Jinshi. They regard the position of the abbot as a secular fame and fortune, which can be favored, but it depends on how to deal with it.Most of the new abbots were the people in power in the temple. The money and silk are in hand, which is conducive to the reverence and management. They actually maintained the tradition of the temple. The master died and the order was in a good order. There was no trouble in the past few years.
The information revealed by Liuli Buddha Son immediately made the scene explode.
All the scholarly monks from famous temples in Yangtu were very high-profile. They emerged at the age of fifteen or sixteen, showing their extraordinary intelligence and erudition. After gaining popularity over time, they were sent to attend the meeting. However, their peers competed for high positions in the temple, and the intensity was no less than the seizure of power in the temple. There were too many monks and less porridge, and no one dared to say that they could qualify.If you can't squeeze into the position, you will still be a scholarly monk when you are 70 years old and 80 years old, that would be very desolate.
The numbers that the Buddhist son said casually suddenly appeared at this moment:
There are 472 ancient temples in a century. Including those that are less than a hundred years old, I am afraid there are not a few thousand!Monk Donghai may not even be able to read the scriptures. Apart from cheating, eating, drinking, and gambling, those who are serious are not good at all. In the eyes of these monks in the north, it is no different from a pig or dog!
If you can be sent to the East China Sea, everyone will have the confidence to overwhelm these stupid fake monks, master the monks and the people, and even besieged a thousand-year-old temple like Lianjue Temple, which can give away 20,000 taels of silver in ten years. You no longer have to struggle in the cracks of the Yangtu Cult, and fight with your sinister peers and narrow-minded teachers to the death...
A cold, hard and dry voice broke the colorful fantasy in front of everyone's eyes.
I've never heard of this.Guotian still had no expression on his face, and he could not see his joy or anger.Since he entered the hall, he has been walking more than a meter behind the Buddha's son. Compared with other monks who deliberately avoided him, he is the closest one.Xuan Zhengyuan did not pre-learning the patriarchal law, but was a custom made since the Xiaoming Dynasty.The general manager had never said such a thing when he sent the monks of Yangtu to the East China Sea as the abbot.
The monks were all talking, and the monks were poured with ice water on their heads. Some of them had a shattered dream, which immediately aroused a lot of hatred. They turned their heads and glared at the Buddhist son of Liuli. The originally warm atmosphere suddenly became cold, and there was a faint sense of solemnity in the empty hall.
The Buddhist son said: Senior brother, Lord Zhao is going to die this year.After resigning, the position of the General System of Xuan Zhengyuan will be served by monks, and the official rank of the envoy will be changed to the first rank, which will be ranked alongside the Secretariat, the Secretariat, the Censorate, etc.
The monk was appointed as the General System of the Xuan Zhengyuan, and the sage will no longer be just a joke.
Even the two colleges and envoys who were deputy were first-rank officials. The new general system after the current general system Zhao Xisheng was the only national teacher today.At this point, the Youth League Academy system established by Emperor Taizong to avoid political and religious precautions collapsed. Not only will the monks stand in the court, but the church is also directly controlled by the court. For these young monks who have been forbearing for a long time and are depressed and unsuccessful, a new era is emerging in front of us.
I have never heard of it.Guotian Leng said: Where did you know?
Your Majesty told me personally.The Buddhist son answered calmly, only a slight surprise was revealed in the sudden sentence, as faint as a cloud.
...Did Your Majesty tell me about the abbot?
The outcome is obvious.
The emperor skipped the abbot of the first temple in the capital and the head of the ancestral sect, and directly revealed the news that the new general system of Xuanzhengyuan would definitely not be the fruit of heaven-and this is not difficult to imagine.Monk Guotian’s current status can be said to be entirely derived from the activity of the Buddhist son. Such a reputation has almost become a consensus in Pingwang, and the emperor has no reason to make it clear.
The fruit of heaven is not happy because it is not clear about the appearance.
I have never heard from His Majesty.
He repeated it again, as if too much would become a fact.
The court was unwilling to take it back under General Zhendong, but was afraid that Murong Rou would not agree.Even if Your Majesty is interested, Lord Zhongshu will not act rashly.We, those who have become monks, should not interfere in the affairs of the court, so as not to hinder our practice.In my opinion, the Central Tushita Cultivation Group should not interfere with the stay and departure of refugees in the East China Sea, and let the General's Office and the East China Sea Taiwan Department take care of themselves.
When Cihui heard that she had a clue in her heart, her face changed drastically and she sneered:
Master Guotian and the great abbot!Do you want to eat alone?
Guotian frowned.What do you mean?
No matter whether this person is real wood or fake Taoism, he is not the one who can choose the subject.Cihui's mind was turning rapidly, and she coughed twice, and said seriously and with a serious face:
The Queen's meaning is very obvious, that is, she must protect the refugees and shelter them in the East China Sea.General Zhendong is a great official. Can he be better than the Empress and the Emperor?If Murong Rou violates the virtue of God's favoritism, don't talk about the emperor, and all the people in the world will not allow him!It is me who have become monks who should be compassionate.I think the Central Tushima Group should send representatives to fight to urge the general to shelter refugees.
Although he is from the Ci generation of Shebei Temple, he is more than half a year younger than Zen Master Xuezhou Cineng?The elder disciples of Xuezhou lineage were all older than this junior uncle, and they occupied the high position in the temple early on. When they took over the master's mantle, they did not even leave any scum to him.
Cihui finally saw a glimmer of light. When she thought of the large area of Buddha wasteland in the East China Sea that was so rich that she was about to flow out of the ointment, she was almost so excited that she wanted to shout out, and her mind was shiny: Where is the Buddhist son going to get rid of Murong Rou?This is clearly what the emperor means!If you don’t express your opinion well, you won’t say that there is no benefit, and you might even have to be buried with others, leaving you empty at the same time.
Xingshen was still a direct lineage of the abbot in the Shedu Jingjin Temple. He was somewhat cared for by his master and senior brother. His qualifications to survive in the cracks were far inferior to his. Only then did he realize it and said hurriedly: Very, very!If a monk practices the six paramitas widely, but does not stick to one method, how can he be ignorant of the general Zhendong and abandon countless refugees and ignore them?Jingjin Temple also agrees with the wisdom of the Buddhist son, and the church organization should send a representative to a dou.Yu Zi made a statement one after another and passed it all.
This result far exceeded Guotian's expectations.
He looked around arching, as if he didn't understand how these people who were originally jealous and hostile to Buddhist children could stand on his side in a few words. His eyebrows became deeper and he said in a deep voice: I object.
Everyone was stunned at first, and then a few more unsteady raised their sleeves to cover their mouths. Even though the others didn't make a sound, the contempt at the corners of their mouths and eyebrows were naked and unconcealed, as if they were watching a rooster who had been pulled out of her feathers but had no consciousness.
Buddhist Son, who do we represent?Cihui was like clouds and mist, and she no longer saw him. She said to the Buddhist son: The Eight Leaves of the Lotus Sect are just legends. There is no monk in the East China Sea, and the temple dares not openly oppose Murong. The third battle was useless.If you want to force Mug to shelter refugees, this is the key.
The monks woke up like a dream, and they all said something about you and me, fighting for the candidates for the fight. All of them were very empty and had no achievements.Cihui and confident, and when everyone argued that their thorny and poor content could no longer hold up the fierce confrontation, they raised their voices and said:
The little monk used to have some friendship with Lord Jinwulang Ren, and people said that Jinwulang was in the capital... no!It is the fastest sword in Yangtu. The young man surnamed Geng is so fierce. If he can be appointed as the fast sword of his master, he might have taught Murong's minions to be killed in one go.
The candidates proposed by Yu Zi were compared with Fei Yuan's launching into the water, and they all lost their complexion and closed their mouths with a gloomy face.Cihui had not had time to be proud, but the Buddhist son had already spoken.I have other concerns about the people who fight on behalf of others, just need to determine the intention of the sect.Everyone, please.He Shi bowed and told everyone to leave first.
Cihui, Xingshen and others still hoped that they would come to the East China Sea to open up when the Xuanzhengyuan changed hands in the future, but they did not dare to disobey. They bowed out one after another, and felt more obedient than a group of sheep who were walking back to the pen. They walked cleanly for a moment, but they stood still with a blue face, and the Buddhist son didn't care.
After a moment, three more people came from outside the hall, and the first one was the fourth wife of the Chi Lian Hall, Leimenhe.Then, the Lord of Qingfengzhao Shao Xianzun shook his robe and crossed the high threshold with his hands behind his back. Tan Jianhu directed two Jianzhongyuan students, lifted Xiao Lao Taicheng into the bamboo wheelchair, pushed him into the hall, bowed and said: I am waiting outside the hall, and Taicheng shouted at me if something happened.Xiao Jianzhi nodded, responding without saying a word.
The Buddhist son called the three of them to come, before the Yangtu Monks held a discussion, that is, just now, he had a good answer with the monks such as Cihui, and Lei, Xiao and others could hear it clearly.After Tan Jianhu left the hall, the Buddhist son turned around in front of the bluestone wall, ignoring the Guotian who was standing alone. His beautiful and eccentric face set off the quiet and blue shadow in the hall, and he was not like a thing on earth.
Have worked hard.He lowered his eyebrows and said, "I will never hide what I ask for."
Lei Menhe smiled slightly, Shao Xianzun was still holding his hands behind his back, and Old Taicheng Xiao stared at him with his sharp eyes open, and he had no intention of changing from beginning to end.
The Buddhist son seemed not surprised and said to himself: In order to save refugees, the Central Tushita Sect must win in the second stage, but we are all monks who are not knowledgeable in martial arts.Since this matter is related to the three, I beg you to help me with the lives of the 50,000 refugees outside the mountain gate.As he said that, he put his hands together and bowed to the ground.
With a cold snorkeling, it was Xiao Jianzhi who took the lead in the interview.
Just now, the Buddhist son threatened and tempted the monks of the Yangtu, and his ugly behavior was revealed, which was also for the lives of 50,000 refugees?The old Taicheng's voice was not loud, and he was even a little dumb, but his eyes were burning. In the dark hall that was as blue as blue as the night, it looked like two purple lightning swords. The pain penetrated the skull and the eyes were faintly painful, making it difficult to look at.
The Buddha's son's eyebrows and eyes were not moved, and his smile was elegant.The old Taicheng is so serious.Monks do not lie, and I am just telling the truth, and there is no threat or temptation.
Xiao Jianzhi sneered and raised his gray eyebrows.Which part is real?Will the monks take office and be honored with the East China Sea, or will you wear a first-grade purple goldfish bag and stand in the court, and from then on, you will guide the country with the honor of the national teacher and spread the Dharma and prevail the government?
The Buddhist son replied calmly: I have an order.Take out a book from your collar and hold it with both hands.Xiao Jianzhi sneered and read, his face getting darker the more he looked. There were only a few lines of sloppy handwriting on the folded paper. He looked back and forth for a long time, as if he wanted to see some flaws from it and it was unavailable.
Shao and Lei stood aside, condescending. Although they could not read the contents on the paper, it was not difficult to imagine what they had written because of the old Taicheng's face being ashen.Shao Xianzun stood a little farther, but because of the old man's trustworthiness, he could clearly see that there was no figurine at the signature, but there was a seal seal with the imperial treasure.
Shao Xianzun is a master of calligraphy, painting and seal carving. He recognized this Yushangxing Treasure as a private seal of today. Not to mention imitation, even using these four words as inscribed is an unforgivable crime of scouting the family and extermination of the clan. You can't joke about it at any time.After reading the paper, Xiao Jian restored the book and held it back with both hands. He was cautious and showed a sense of obvious forbearance, as if it was a great humiliation to hold the courtesy of his subordinates for such things.
This kind of thing could not happen in Xiaoming dynasty, let alone the late emperor!The old man gritted his teeth and said softly, as if he was chewing iron.Everyone knows that the late emperor he mentioned refers to Emperor Taizu Wu who died young, which is different from the habits of people at that time.Maybe the old man never thinks there is something wrong.
Today, my son is neither Xiaoming nor Wu Lie.The Buddhist son responded softly, not particularly arrogant, but a hint of compassion.Then we have nothing to say.The old man turned the wheelchair and pushed the side wheel with his hands trembling because he used too much force, but no one thought it was decay or weak.
Assisting the country!The old Taicheng roared lowly, Tan Jianhu stepped over the high threshold with one step. Seeing that the old general's face was not good-looking, his intuition for many years made him understand that the old man just wanted to leave as soon as possible. Without saying a word, he raised his wheelchair and stepped out of the hall, turned around the door and disappeared, and the remaining axis sounded and walked along the way.
The Buddhist son turned to the Thunder Gate crane.Which Taibao is the head of Chi Liantang today?
Lei Menhe's smile suddenly faded when he saw that the Buddha didn't mind the atmosphere became stiff. In the end, the businessman's temperament was overwhelmed with a shock and anger, and he reluctantly bowed: It's just a mere Buddhist, a master of the Buddhist.
Still at this moment?The Buddhist son was surprised.
Lei Menhe's face changed slightly.When it comes to Buddhist son, it is still the case at this moment.
If those 50,000 people are killed up the mountain, how many of them are your enemies?
Lei Menhe laughed dryly: It must be more than the head of the Shao family.If the Buddha's son had no other instructions, the villain would say goodbye first.Although I was full of discomfort, I still didn't dare to lack etiquette. I bowed to the ground and waited for the Buddha's son to nod before getting up and leaving.Shao Xianzun never said a word, bowed to the Buddha's son and left.
The Buddha's son laughed at Gu Guotian: There is no one else, so don't you stay with your senior brother?The two met from afar, and for a moment, Guo Genius turned around, and his tall back, wearing an embroidered golden robe, was outside the bright palace gate.
The Buddhist son of Liuli stood alone in the empty ten directions of the bright hall. It took him a long time to sigh and lower his head to walk outward. A crisp applause suddenly sounded in the empty hall structure. A tall and thin figure turned out from behind the wall of the Dragon King Nando and laughed:
Clothes!I really can't help but dissatisfied.I noticed that I was hiding behind the screen and I didn’t know anything about it. I could still walk out as if nothing had happened. This is called cunning.It seems that I have not been in the world for many years, and there are indeed some powerful figures on the road.
The Buddha turned around, but saw the person in front of him was shriveled and dark, his palms were wrapped in his sleeves, his tall figure wrapped in gorgeous clothes, like a skeleton-skinned skin. It seemed that he was no different from a silly tree dyed with evil spirits. His two sunken eyes were covered with gray cataracts, and his obvious disgust did not make people feel sympathetic. He only felt that the demonic atmosphere was so irritating, as if he had met a ghost.
Your Excellency is...
Hey!You should say that you appear here at this time, what is your intention?At this point, it would be too hurtful to pretend not to know each other.The browsy man shrugged and smiled strangely.The tone of your speech now is completely different from before, just like two people.Unfortunately, this amazing trick can deceive people with discerning eyes, but it can't deceive people with blind people.Tsk tsk tsk, you are showing off, do you know?
The Buddhist son finally chose to remain silent.
He has always been pragmatic and has been enjoying the occasional role of a madman or a gambler, but he is quite calm most of the time.The Buddhist monk understood that there was not much time, and his ability to remember everything he saw once again came into play. He quickly read the fragments related to or unrelated to the blind old man in his mind, trying to find out what was wrong.
The blind old man seemed to have taken his quiet as surrender, and said with a smug smile: Your method of inciting those three people just now was really wonderful, and I almost applauded and applauded.But thinking about it is true that inciting and controlling others has always been your best move.
This superpower in the mind can not only make him remember everything and call the memories in his mind at will, but also use them with all his heart.
While pursuing memories and conducting extremely complicated comparisons and examinations, the young monk listened to the old man's jokes and spoke in no way: How did I incite Old Taicheng Xiao?When you witnessed the whole process, you saw Old Tai Cheng Xiao furious and left with your sleeves.Moreover, if you want an elder who is paralyzed and carbuncle to fight, it is better to admit defeat.
The blind old man smiled and said: Xiao Jianzhi was always a loyal dog of the Dugu family. With his talent, he was not an Atai of the White Horse Dynasty. If he really wanted to give it a try, Feng Zhu might not be his opponent.Lao Xiao lost power for many years and was willing to study in yellow paper, which means that the old love is still there and everything is for the overall situation.Tolerate Murong, tolerate Ren family, and tolerate the little emperor in Pingwang Capital, the same meaning.
No matter what was written on the ragged paper, it was enough to disappoint him.Once you can't bear it anymore and are determined to do what you want, do you think Lao Xiao wants to keep the refugees, or let them die in the wilderness?He was paralyzed and could not beat him. Tan Jianhu, the second in command of the sword tomb, was not a good-looking lamp. Before the melting soldier, the unworldly magic weapon had to be afraid of three points and had a great chance of winning.
The Buddhist son said without commenting, and said: Where is the Thunder Gate He?I didn't give him a good look.
The old man yelled twice.
Those who hide it will not recognize it.After the Fenghuo Serial Dock was burned, everyone in Yuepu City said that the Fourth Master was the leader. They all thought that many years of factional struggles ended here, and the great power was again in one of them. But you asked which Taibao was the leader of the family, which implied that his throne had not yet settled and chose the wrong person to lose sincerity. The court settled the accounts after the autumn, and you could not escape the first one of the Chi Liantangs.
Behind this sentence, there is a deeper meaning.That night, Lei Fen is extremely fierce and powerful, and you and I still remember it fresh. If this guy is not dead, he will be waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback. Maybe he will also come to the scene.If the Da Taibao's eyewitness ambushed by Lei Menhe brings the words of the Buddhist son to Lei Fenkai, then the second decision of the Lotus Platform is the hub for the Da Taibao's faction to reverse the situation.
Just need to sweep Liuhe with iron palms and defeat the representative of General Zhendong. The court is Lei Fenkai's strongest backing. No matter how many gang forces are controlled by the Four Majesty Guardians, he must bow his head.If Lei Menhe wants to figure out the power of this trick to get rid of the firewood from the cauldron, even if Lei Fenkai is really dead, he should try his best to achieve his chance of performance.It is suitable for both sides to open the front and back, and it is a clever plan!
The old man spoke in a whisper, his tone suddenly changed, and he smiled: But you didn't say a word with the thief boy named Shao, how could he know this person is useful?I heard that the Fox Yi Sect was surrounded by the righteous path, and this person also made great efforts. Is it because of the enemy meeting, which is particularly...hehe.
You think the Fox Yimen is too simple, old thing.Revenge is a dish that will make it more delicious when it cools down.
The Buddhist son compared all the pictures repeatedly in his heart, and finally confirmed that the old man recognized himself by his voice, not because there was a mistake in his plan; he had to silence him, and the secret would be leaked without any fear.Although the loss of this piece has some impact on the subsequent work, while comparing his memory, he also completed another set of new blueprints without such a weapon, and he could still complete the task.
To be honest, I have the least confidence in him among the three.
He smiled with a rare smile. Although his movements were frivolous, his voice was still solemn and warm. He closed his eyes and listened without any difference.However, I think that a person can continue to do good deeds for twenty years and never stops. If he or she is not obsessed with good deeds than ordinary people, he or she will be able to gain fame and reputation to the extreme and his plan will be profound.No matter which one, you shouldn't miss such a good opportunity.
The old man laughed loudly, waved his sleeves, and a heavy grinding sound turned the bluestone screen over.
It turns out that the three-sided screen carved with the head of the Nandau dragon is not embedded in the lotus base like a dozen pieces behind it, but is connected to the center and equipped with a movable shaft.Although the screen is heavy, thanks to the exquisite bearings, it does not require the power of several people to lift it up and turn around. Anyone can easily turn it around, revealing the stone carvings on the back.
That's a human head. Attached to the dragon's body was the head of an adult man with an angry beard and staring like lightning. He sucked the wind and the clouds with great power, which made people respect him. This is not the image of the Dragon King in the Buddhist scriptures, but the head of the scale clan that the East China Sea has believed in since ancient times, and the Dragon God Yingzhu.
The face was cut into three equal parts. When it was turned to the back, the left and right sides were reversed, and the original pattern could not be seen. We had to turn it straight one by one to make the head sculpture of Yingzhu.In order to worship the Dragon God under the power of the Central Tu, these natives in the East China Sea really dug out their minds and could do anything.The blind man smiled so hard that he showed his gangly fangs and said sinisterly:
Even God has different faces, let alone human beings?If you really kill me, you will regret it.I came here specifically to sell you a good thing.
The Buddhist son knew the old man well and if he really wanted to take action, he would be able to take his life within three moves - of course, it was in unexpected circumstances.Now that I am alerting the enemy, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort to get rid of this trouble silently.The handsome young monk decided to temporarily suppress his murderous intention and seek other solutions.
What do you want to sell me?
Peaceful Talisman.The old man's smile was evil, as if he wanted to arouse his impetuousness.
He responded steadily, and even the trace of rash leaked inadvertently disappeared without a trace, as if it was really just a Buddhist son of Liuli, nothing else.
What peace talisman?Actually, he knows what it is.Burn the talisman into ashes, mix realgar, myrrh and other spices in an embroidery bag, and teach them to believers to seek good fortune and avoid bad luck. Some people also feel troublesome to put them directly into folded talisman paper.Only in the East China Sea, where the Buddha's desolate land, can there be such a thing in the temple; looking at the capital, painting talismans to expel ghosts has always been a stinky Taoist priest with a bull's nose.
Use it to ensure safety.Eliminate evil and prevent disasters, and turn bad luck into good luck.The old man smiled secretly, which made people feel sad from the bottom of his heart:
Unfortunately, Buddha lost the second game, and this peace talisman could work.I wonder if the Buddhist son is willing to buy it?
He maintained a cross-sitting posture, observed the elements in his body with innate spiritual consciousness, and then carried them after confirming that they were not hindered.The purer green fire true qi is circulating in the newly formed meridians, and it only takes a cup of tea for a whole week. The whole body is as warm as water, and it is indescribable.
In order to create this brand new vein, Geng Zhao used more than 90% of the true energy. Even if the abnormal explosion part was included, the remaining internal force was less than half as usual.It takes at least ten days and half a month to adjust to the peak state and adapt to the new pulse; but Geng Zhao has a completely different view of the power of the power.
The amazing thing about the Dingtian Sword Vein is that it only takes a small amount of internal breath to produce a great effect.
Li Hanyang uses the internal combination of essence, qi, spirit, etc., as well as the external combination of hands, eyes, and body. The sword must be the unity of the six extremes, so there is no need to double the force and urge it, and it is extremely important to seek the great use of the internal strength of barbarian power.If you can spend several years of time to figure it out and then use actual combat verification, you should get the supreme heart technique that holds a thousand pounds like a feather. However, the benefits of using the inner breath and the pulse of Dingtian Sword are simply used as a sword. Geng Zhao will now be very useful.
He exhaled his last breath of turbid air, slowly ended his work, and finally opened his eyes.
The first thing that caught my eye was a fair snow face, with a high nose bridge and deep facial features, a head of deep red curly hair like flames. The fragrant body fragrance mixed with sweat and moistness, and it poured out from Xuewo's collar. A few strands of sweat-like wet hair stuck to the girl's lips and cheeks. She knelt high in front of Geng Zhao with her snow buttocks raised. The curve of her body was fully visible, which was exactly the mèi.
She pressed Geng Zhao's chest with her hand, but her other hand reached her abdomen without avoiding suspicion, and her wet palm pressed against the sea of qi in the Dantian, desperately transporting internal breath.
This move was futile: even Li Hanyang's three-in-one teaching skills could not resist, but the Dingtian Sword Vein could restrain it, causing it to return to the right track, and its tenacity and mystery could not be considered by common sense.Although mèi'er is responsible for the most yang and strong magical power of the ghost, and there is also a yang pill in his abdomen, he still cannot penetrate the dense sword vein true qi.No matter how she activated her true energy, her lips and face were so tired that she was red and sweating profusely, she could never put her true energy into Geng Zhao's body.
On the high platform, a group of ministers from the country of Bamboo were in tears: His princess had a lot of money. In his unmarried body, he actually reached the man's waist and abdomen in public, rubbed and rubbed, and made his face flushed and sweaty. Although the customs of Nanling do not emphasize women's chastity before marriage, and even had the old habit of staying overnight for men to stay, various countries have been taught by the emperor for a long time, and the royal family also talked about the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues. If the general is about to go out, which country dares to propose marriage?
Dear colleagues, don’t worry, an older minister quickly comforts his side: Seeing that the Lord of Yiyang has not come!This is God's will, which shows that God blesses my country of Guzhu and ordered the country of Yiyang to be absent.Everyone suddenly realized and felt a little relieved.
In fact, the one who truly blesses Guzhu Kingdom is that Princess Fuxiang herself is not on the stage. Otherwise, after hearing this high argument, there will be a few loyal ministers in the court tomorrow.mèi'er didn't know that she was being criticized. When she saw the little monk opening his eyes, she was happy to be charming, and then she showed a ruthless smile and gritted her teeth and reviewed:
Who says that delivering true qi is useless?Didn’t this save me?Bah, Nanling Ranger, you have gained fame!
Li Hanyang stood not far away, holding his chest with his hands, smiling and silent. It seemed that after he caught Geng Zhao, he was driven away by the rushing mèi'er.The leader of the dignified ranger did not care about a young girl. He stared at Geng Zhao, who was cross-legged on the ground with a sharp eyes, and paid attention to the change in his complexion, and never left for a moment.
Geng Zhao met with him in sight, and the two nodded slightly, without saying a word.The young man Zhu Wu, who stood side by side with Li Hanyang, was quite unconscionable and frowned and said: But you were just muttering, why is it useless, why is it useless, and you were so anxious that you cried.I think he looks like he is good, and he has nothing to do with you.
mèi'er's pretty face turned red and her eyebrows stood up: Who is crying?You talk nonsense, I tear your mouth apart!
Zhu Wu was frightened by Teng Teng's murderous aura, and took a step back with his head in his arms, suddenly thinking: I didn't say nonsense, she was crying.With a clear conscience, he shook his head and said: We have a king here, so we cannot tear people's mouths apart.
mèi'er was so proud, her eyes shining brightly.I am the princess of Guzhu Kingdom. I don’t have to abide by your royal laws, but I can tear your mouth apart!Hahahaha-- The boy was stunned.This time, even Qian Wujiu couldn't hear it and said, "You are the ones that only bad people can say!"Zhu Wu was not very comfortable with the words, and he said it out loud. He nodded for a moment. He felt uncomfortable and said to Wujiu:
But I don't think she's really bad either.When Lord Dian Wei fainted just now, she cried so sadly-
Shut up!mèi'er was so angry.Just as he was about to step forward and twist the dead child's head off, his palm was suddenly caught gently. When he saw the little monk, he smiled and said, "Don't scare the child."You are a princess in a country, how can you quarrel with your children?It's too unspeakable to say that you don't follow the king's laws.
mèi'er stared blankly, seeing his eyes vivid as he spoke, as if he had seen it in a dream, but the scene of being cut off by the giant sword was still in front of him, frightened and anxious... It was not until this time that he rushed into his chest, feeling uncomfortable as if he was about to blow his chest, his body was a little soft, his nose felt sore for no reason, and he thrust his fists into his chest and his head and face, and said angrily:
Dead little monk!Smile monk!The little monk... He beated wildly with his head down for a while, and his fists hurt slightly. He was shocked to realize that Geng Zhao didn't even block it, and he panicked in his heart: No!Recently, my cultivation has been quite advanced, so don’t want to... don’t want to kill him!
Looking closely, Geng Zhao had not even scratched the oily skin except for a little bit of a light red mark. She was ashamed and embarrassed, and a little angry. She pushed his chest: Are you broken by your hands or your brain is confused?Can't block it?idiot!I was about to get up and turn around and leave. I saw a graceful and plump figure passing by the stairs at the stands. My face darkened and I thought to myself:
As soon as I left, the slut came over again.Teach you how to dream!He stood upright with a hum, hugged his arms, and raised his pair of snow-smoothed, sharp, round breasts, staring straight ahead with a fierce look, without any intention of leaving.
Geng Zhao turned around, but saw the baby Jin'er standing in the stands, her beautiful eyes full of care.
The two of them had a great understanding of each other and nodded slightly, as if they had said a thousand words.Fu Chijin showed a relieved expression, her watery and delicate eyes turned, and her eyes glanced at the child behind him. She looked like a cunning look, husband, you're done, smiling and smiling. A tall Qianhong Liying shadow turned from behind her, with long legs intertwined, and her slender curves full of agile muscle strength stopped after tiptoeing two steps, and it turned out to be dyed red clouds.
Geng Zhao suddenly stood up, accidentally touching the wound on his left shoulder, his face turned pale, and the clothes that had begun to condense were once again oozing out black stains like ink.
The shadows in the ladder were projected, and the expressions of Ran Hongxia could not be seen clearly. He was anxious: Why... why didn't she walk down any more?I couldn't help but take a few steps forward, and saw four small lotus feet standing behind Yiren, one pair of embroidered silver parrot green fast boots with thin bottom half-bolts. The boots were wrapped in fine tips, bright and cute, as if you could imagine that the jade toes were closed, which was very energetic; the other pair were royal blue shoes, with colorful silk gold and silver threads on the uppers embroidered with the pattern of the fish playing with lotus. Although it was a sky foot, it was so small that it was enough to hold it, which made the owner look more delicate.
--It's two screens.
Geng Zhao didn't pay attention to her feet, and suddenly raised her head when she thought about it.On the fourth floor stand, Xu's black clothes were lowered by the railing. The sunlight penetrated the long gauze wrapped in her hair and drooped, and her whole body was covered with gold powder. Her face was backlit and her eyebrows could not be seen clearly, but she saw that her skin on her neck and chin was extremely white and greasy, like a jade mill.
He and Ran Hongxia were in love and had a close relationship with each other, but they could not tell Xu Ziyi to know about this matter. Otherwise, if the leader Du succeeded in leaving the seclusion in the future, if Hong'er lost his virility was investigated, this senior sister who was very capable in the sect would not stand on Ran Hongxia's side, the matter would be tricky.
Geng Zhao felt sorry for Ran Hongxia's embarrassment, and understood why she couldn't run straight out and showed her concern regardless of everything... While thinking, she saw Yiren taking out a red silk from her arms and handing it to Fu Chijin.Fu Chijin nodded slightly at her, pinched the silk pattern and slapped it out, ignoring mèi'er's murderous gaze, and stuffed the red silk into his hands.
Don't worry, Geng Zhao sniffed the familiar sweetness on her body, suddenly felt at ease, closed her eyes and said softly: I'm fine.
I know.Fu Chijin lowered her head and loosened her belt for him, just like she tied it for him before going out.The cool and smooth little hand skillfully and carefully uncovered several layers of clothes that were condensed with scabs and smiled: I am not worried at all, I understand my man.In the mind of baby Jin'er, her husband is the most trustworthy man in the world and nothing can be done.
Geng Zhao couldn't help laughing.If it weren't for the mercy of Mr. Li, I would have beaten me all over the ground.I don't dare to say so much.A heart moved and he lowered his voice and asked: What instructions does the general have?
Fu Chijin and Xianzi were entrusted by him and took on the important responsibility of protecting the general and his wife. With baby Jin'er's shrewdness and knowledge, she would never leave the general without regard for the general and leave the top stand without authorization.This move must be instructed by the general, and the situation of the children should be used as a cover.
Sure enough, Fu Chijin smiled.The general said that Li Hanyang was unable to win in the first battle, and the other party was afraid that he would take the risk.If something happens at a young age, the safety of the Empress must be the first.Geng Zhao was slightly stunned: What will happen?The next game... should it be the representative of the Yangtu Mahayana Sect?
Fu Chijin said in a low voice: Murong Rou didn't say it, I don't think he might be accurate, just let us prepare.The Buddhist son and the great monk from the Yangtu Sect went to discuss the matter with the Ten Directions Yuanming Hall. It was about a moment ago.In my opinion, I turned Alan Mountain over and couldn't find a representative that was more powerful than Li Hanyang. Maybe the Buddhist monk didn't expect that he would lose this game?
It took more than half an hour for the first time, and Geng Zhao was in a coma for more than a moment, and it was nearly an hour before the refugees surrounded the mountains.Geng Zhao looked into the distance, and the black crowd of people like an ant colony seemed to be moving all the time, but the actual amount of Xiaojie Camp was squeezed was not obvious, indicating that the refugees were dissipated and had no rules. Facing the elite Gucheng with a spear and iron horse, even if they were hungry, they would not rashly hit the tip of the gun.
But Geng Zhao always had indescribable worries.When they were in the Hunban Ridge, the refugees were hungry and cold, exhausted and declining, but in a flash they turned into ferocious beasts, and they bravely rammed the spear and arrows with their flesh and blood. Even the bravest soldiers couldn't help but be scared because they smelled blood.
Killing is like an epidemic, and once it starts, it is difficult to stop.
Could this be the change mentioned by the general?
Fu Chijin took out a snow-white silk from his collar and wiped his head and face. Suddenly, she exclaimed and stopped without realizing it.Geng Zhao came to her senses and gently held her hand. Yin asked: What's wrong?Fu Chijin forced a smile, shook her head, and made a gesture to wipe it again, but her husband was not so easy to pass it off. He held her warm little hand and refused to put it down. Fu Chijin could not help but whisper: My husband's hair is white, like an old man.As he said this, he smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, as if spring flowers were blooming.
Geng Zhao couldn't describe it without a mirror at hand. He thought that if he wanted to restore the meridians so big, his body would not be completely damaged. However, his hair was frosty, which was very cheap and he didn't care.Seeing that the white silk looked very familiar, I remembered that it was her gift before, and my heart was warm. Unexpectedly, Fu Chijin tucked the silk on her warm and full breasts and squeezed out a touch of sweat that was so fragrant that it was fragrant.
You gave it to me... Before Geng Zhao finished speaking, baby Jin'er gently gave it over his shoulder and smiled: "I'm overcoming difficulties in the mountains, there is no good doctor, I'm sorry, it's a good hero."But it was Li Hanyang approaching.
She handed over the red silk dyed red glow, and gave a graceful salute, saying seriously: Nu Nu, I, thanked Li Daxia for helping me.Li Hanyang said: You are kind, madam, I just got a little thin and couldn't help.He took the red silk and stripped Geng Zhao of his clothes.
Li Hanyang's technique of drawing the sword was the same as slashing, and Geng Zhao suffered only flesh and blood injuries.The ranger travels around the world, accepts challenges from warriors from all over the world, carries effective gold-creation medicine with him, and his bandaging technique is even more unique.Li Hanyang's essence was not inferior to swords in this way. After he managed to invent, applied medicine, tied up, etc., Geng Zhao suddenly felt a clear and clear feeling on his shoulders, and the swelling and pain were greatly relieved, and he could barely move.
Fu Chijin said: This is what the girl from the Ran family takes the risk of committing guilt on her senior sister, and she also wants to give her a wish. Don’t let her down.Yingying smiled and turned around and left.The entrance to the bottom of the platform was no longer visible to the Hongxia and the Erping. Even Xu Ziyi had re-seat, and it was difficult to see from bottom to top.
All the girls left, and mèi'er finally realized that it was not appropriate for him to stand here. When the Golden Armored Guards walked around for most of the place, they finally rubbed them in dust. They glared at Geng Zhao with anger and were surrounded by everyone. They thought that this little monk loved to take other people's silk, and they were all thieves with the silk delivery!
That night at the Fenghuo Serial Dock, looking at the inseparable and emotional lingering look between him and Ran Hongxia, I felt something was wrong.There is no doubt about the matter of the red silk silk. The young monk called his husband a beautiful slut, and he added another list of murders.
Geng Zhao and Li Hanyang were both silently. Li Hanyang applied medicine to him silently to wrap his wounds. Zhu Wu was always looking at him step by step. Although Qian Wujiu often peeked at the corners of his eyes, he was far apart.Geng Zhao's silence was looking at the distant mountains.
Lord Dianwei is worried about the stay and departure of the refugees?Li Hanyang asked with a smile.
Geng Zhao originally wanted to answer, but he had a different kind of doubt in his heart. After struggling for a while, he finally couldn't help but speak.Why did Daxia Li represent the Nanling Cult Group?
Of course it is for refugees.
Since that's the case, why did Daxia Li admit defeat?
Li Hanyang laughed in silence.If these words come from others, they may be suspected of ridicule, but he knew that the young man had no intention of this.Because I did lose to Lord Dianwei.He picked up the Ding Tianjun sword inserted on the ground. Three inches above the ancient sword thigh that was as big as a hand shield and a bell and chime, and the thin blade hidden in the edge penetrated through the sword body, as if it was integrated with the smooth steel as a mirror, and there was almost no hole in the fit.
Geng Zhao realized that his words were unspoken. Even though there seemed to be a sense of unspeakable confusion and injustice in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little apologized and whispered: Sorry, Mr. Li, I don't mean that.With your cultivation level, it is easy to reverse your disadvantages. If you want the general to shelter refugees, Li Daxia should not admit defeat and should defeat me. If you don’t serve as a refugee, you don’t have to fight.I don’t understand, what is the purpose of this battle or not?
Lord Dianwei got two things wrong.Li Hanyang said seriously:
In my opinion, competition is a very simple thing. Winning is winning, losing is losing. Even if others don’t see it, there is nothing to fight for if the two of them know it.Lord Dianwei may not understand. I lost the battle just now, and this matter is undoubtedly true.Hold Ding Tianjun in front of him.Geng Zhao was half-believing and half-doubted, and grabbed the hilt of the knife, but the blade still remained unmoved, as if it had a root in the sword body.
(It must be because the skill has not yet been restored.)
But even Geng Zhao himself understood that such an idea was too wishful thinking.
After a moment of breathing and exercising exercises, his skills were only more abundant than those of the duels. There was no reason why he could not draw the knife.He calmed down, adjusted his breath, and tried to exercise his whole body skills again, but hid his forehead but did not move at all.
Have you seen it?Li Hanyang said calmly:
When you stab the knife, the level of the six-combination in your body is higher than that of me, so that you can pierce the iron in one fell swoop; it is because your current level is far inferior to that at that time.I lost to this knife and was convinced.If you can perform again and encounter it again, I will still lose.As he said that, his face was slightly calmer, his hands were split into swords, duh!He shouted softly and slowly pulled it open. When a clear dragon roar slid out of the sword, the blue blade tip trembled continuously, then he turned the handle and returned the knife to Geng Zhao.
Geng Zhao was so shiny that Li Hanyang almost used all his strength, and a slight pearl appeared on his forehead. Even the move was unsealed by Han Xuese. I was afraid that the time difference was comparable to that of confronting the man in black.The second thing Lord Dianwei made a mistake is the value of justice.
Justice?
Li Hanyang's eyes were bright and he looked at him.
I dare to ask, if you kill one person, can you save ten people, is it justified to do so?
Geng Zhao pondered for a moment, but couldn't make a decision. She shook her head and said: I...I don't know.Is the one who was killed a good person or a bad person?Li Hanyang smiled.
Lord Dianwei's question is another difficult question.He shook his head.Regarding the metaphor of killing one person to save ten people, Zhufeng Palace has been discussing for thousands of years. It is the countless rangers who ask people and think hard all their lives. They have divided them into several factions. Some advocate killing people to save them, while others advocate not killing them. There is still no consensus and no conclusion.
So which faction are you from?Zhu Wu suddenly inserted.
I advocate being cautious about killing.Li Hanyang was not upset and smiled warmly: I don’t believe that one life should be worth one life, and human life cannot be measured on a scale.After leaving the meeting hall of Zhufeng Hall, I have not really encountered the problem of killing one person and saving ten people; if you want to kill this person, I will let go of the other ten innocent people, and I will give priority to the speakers.That guy is obviously the source of evil.Geng Zhao and Zhu Wu both laughed.
Although General Murong's handling of affairs was harsh and fierce, he was generally obedient to the court. Yodoroshi Liangzitong was indeed the confidant of Lord Zhongshu, who was almost the same as the word "子子子".The evil deeds of the father and son of the Liang family to Xu Rigui and his daughter are not even considered a matter in the eyes of many powerful people in Pingwangdu. General Murong’s disposal of Liang Zitong was as simple as pulling out a thorn in his eyes, and he would definitely pay a huge price for it.
The old ranger curled his smile and said solemnly:
I do not think that I will take justice for the Xu father and daughter and punish the people of the court and the Ren family of the Yangtu family as a matter of course, so I will take it for granted justice to sacrifice 50,000 refugees in exchange for peace in Tokaido.Then I lost this competition, and I will still stay here until the Three Metamorphosis Conference ends.I want to see how General Murong's justice will save the lives of these 50,000 people.
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There are no Buddha statues in the ten directions of the Yuanming Hall, and replaced by a stone carved dragon wall seven or eight feet long.
This Uponanda Wall, also known as the Yanxi Dragon King Wall, is composed of bluestone screens that are six feet and five inches high and two feet and eight inches wide. There is a lotus platform base for inlay under the screen. Each screen is the same size, as if it is a mold, and the joints are polished smoothly and smoothly. It is almost impossible to see the seams from a distance. They are lined with the bluestone brick floor and the graffiti walls of the entire palace. The screen merges into the space, like a giant dragon with floating claws turning on the lotus seat, and it is about to break through the wall in the blink of an eye.
After the East China Sea broke away from the rule of the scale clan, it went through three sects and finally became a forbidden body for the imperial power of the Central Plains. The old customs of worship that respected the Dragon God were mostly banned, so residents then tried different ways to protect their faith. Or, under the name of worshiping Buddha, he deliberately made the Dragon Lotus seat of the Buddha statue particularly large, worshiping Buddha like worshiping dragons; or, instead, he was called the Dragon King God of Ming, and so on, relying on the eight dragon kings in the Buddhist scriptures to secretly worship the dragons of the scale clan.
This is how this Ubonanda wall comes from.Made into a spliced stone screen, which is conducive to separate collection. When officers and soldiers break into trouble, they only need to hide the first three fans that are spliced into the dragon's head, and then turn a few of the pieces randomly, so that the dragon's shape will not be visible, which will prevent the court from causing disaster.
In the East China Sea, Buddhism is just a talisman of the Dragon God, and it is no wonder that my Buddha is not prosperous.For thousands of years, the people have been ignorant of old customs and have not been educated by Buddhism. How innocent!The Buddhist son stretched out his white jade-like palm and gently stroked the rolling and protruding dragon scales, making his five fingers look slender, like a woman.
Fortunately, we are here to spread the Dharma and light a bright lamp for the people.In the future, all the people of the East China Sea will take the charity together. You will also attain Buddhahood and will be perfect in practicing the Bodhisattva Path. Isn’t it good to be good?
During this trip east, most of the members of the Yangtu Monks came from the 29 temples that were jointly written by the letter. Because the journey was long, the elders in the temple were afraid that they could not afford to travel, so they mainly focused on the young and strong generation.The name is that all the elites are revealed, but the meaning behind it is probably similar to Nanling: the theory of the three vehicles of the horizontal and vertical are the stage of the Buddhist son. It is not the turn of others to stand up. Since it is for others to marry, there is no need to perform hard. It is just a matter of being missed by rain and dew. Don’t be absent from your own family.
Sure enough, when everyone heard the words of the Buddha's son, most of them sneered, or disagreed, and none of them agreed.
The Buddhist son left Beijing alone, left the representative of the Yangtu Monks' community and came to Tokai Road alone. This move has been criticized among these young monks. As a result, the dissatisfaction reached its peak when he mobilized refugees to surround the mountain, Yi Renfa competed for martial arts, etc.The representatives of each temple rarely had a lot of enemies. They privately agreed to unanimously oppose the fight with the General Zhendong Mansion during the discussion, and meant to accept the status quo and not force Murong Rou to shelter refugees.
This is a belated encirclement and liquidation.The Buddhist son was isolated before entering the Ten Directions and the Yuanming Palace. What awaited him was a group of angry young monks who complained about this absurd Three Vehicles theory and refused to be treated as a puppet.
Monk Xingshen from Shedu Jingjin Temple folded his hands together and lowered his eyes and said:
To attain Buddhahood and become an Arhat is the saying of Hinayana.The Mahayana saves all sentient beings without making profits. This statement by the Buddhist Son is redundant.Several young monks nodded frequently.Xingshen's senior brother Xingyuan was refuted by the Buddhist son when he was discussing the Dharma in Yangtu. He always wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge, but the abbot said that his cultivation was not as good as the senior brother, so he did not have to humiliate himself, which made Xingshen uneasy.
Since some people take the lead in attacking, there will be people who take advantage of the situation to rush their troops and set fire to the fire.The person who is involved is the monk Cihui from Shebei Temple. He is only about thirty years old this year. He is in his prime, but he is the same generation as Master Xuezhou Cineng, a famous monk in the temple. He is very eye-catching in this eastbound team and speaks very well.
I heard that the Buddhist children teach people to recite the six characters of Namo Amitabha Buddha. Such a man who runs his barbarians and does not recognize his eyes can also become a Buddha.People in the East China Sea often recite the Buddha's name, and naturally climb the lotus platform to attain the true vehicle and achieve Buddhahood. What does it have to do with us?
The Buddha smiled faintly and did not argue. He carefully stroked the bluestone dragon carving and said leisurely:
There are 472 ancient temples in the East China Sea that have been around for more than a hundred years, of which 04 are over 300 years, and 37 are over 500 years; there are six on Mount Alan alone for more than a thousand years.Among these temples, the fewest people in Youli Temple have 123 nuns, and the largest number is Dabananta Temple on the banks of Longchuan, with a total of 4,872 people.The above are not counted as ignition workers, errands, and single travelers.
Everyone didn't know why he said this and looked at each other.
The Buddhist son said calmly: Although there are many ancient temples in the East China Sea, but Buddhism has not yet flourished. These famous temples are like manors, with thousands of hectares of fertile land and are widely offered to gentry. Monks are just secular people who have plastered scars and put on monk's robes, and regard the abbot as fame. In order to seek the position of abbot, the monk Xianyi of Lianjue Temple managed officials at all levels of Xuanzhengyuan and the Donghai Naitai Office for ten years, and the total number is more than this.Extend your right hand and eat the middle fingers.
Xing Shen's expression changed slightly, and she said with a forced smile: Although two thousand taels are a big number, we are the ones outside the world...
When Monk Cihui saw that the Buddha's son's gesture had not changed, his smile was as calm as an ancient well, and he was as secretive as he was. He raised his sleeves and stopped him, and said in a deep voice: Don't embarrass him, it's 20,000 taels.The total amount of money was used to pay bribes from the Xuan Zhengyuan and the Nitai Department of the State Council alone exceeded 20,000 taels of silver.
The hall was silent.Except for the thick breathing, no one spoke.
More than 20 people present were young and middle-aged people from famous temples in the Yangtou. The scholarly monks hid in the Sutra Pavilion to study classics and often interacted with high-ranking officials and nobles. They all saw the world. Although they knew that the East China Sea was rich, this number was still far beyond everyone's imagination.If there is 20,000 taels of cash in stock, what kind of abbot will you still fight for?I can't spend all my money in my lifetime!
Xingshen swallowed, his face was pounding, and his dark pockmarked face was as stiff as a corpse, and he said with a stinging voice: That exaggeration...does he treat it as the abbot?
The Buddhist son shook his head.
It is said that there are diseases recently and my health is not good.There is a saying in Xuanzhengyuan that after the Three Vehicles of Treatise, we would promote the unification of the Buddha's veins in the world, and the scholarly monks from the Central Tu Sangha who were both promising and talented and virtuous will serve as the abbot of the Donghai Temple to wash away the decadent trend and save all the people of the East China Sea.
Xuan Zhengyuan was only founded by Taizong in the dynasty and was responsible for managing Buddhism-related affairs.After Nanling surrendered, Duan Sizong submitted a report to the court, saying that the Hinayana had been in the Nanling countries for a long time and the ancestral organization developed and matured. It is not advisable to use the patriarchal laws of the Mahayana of the Central Tu and the customs to set up a neutral organization to govern it, such as a guest province that receives envoys from various countries, and is responsible for arranging the chapel and exchanges of the ancestral organization, without involving the internal affairs of the ancestral organization.
At that time, Emperor Taizong vigorously promoted the Buddhist teachings. After reading Duan Sizong's memorial, he not only approved the establishment of the Xuanzhengyuan, but also expanded it into the Guanyuan that manages the Central Tushima and the Nanling sect. Under the second-rank Xuanyuan system, there were also officials such as envoys, Tongzhi, and Deputy Envoys. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was the Secretariat, which was responsible for monks and nuns in the world.
There is no sect in the East China Sea. The abbots of each temple are nominally assigned by the court. However, the Xuanzhengyuan is all officials and scholars who are from Jinshi. They regard the position of the abbot as a secular fame and fortune, which can be favored, but it depends on how to deal with it.Most of the new abbots were the people in power in the temple. The money and silk are in hand, which is conducive to the reverence and management. They actually maintained the tradition of the temple. The master died and the order was in a good order. There was no trouble in the past few years.
The information revealed by Liuli Buddha Son immediately made the scene explode.
All the scholarly monks from famous temples in Yangtu were very high-profile. They emerged at the age of fifteen or sixteen, showing their extraordinary intelligence and erudition. After gaining popularity over time, they were sent to attend the meeting. However, their peers competed for high positions in the temple, and the intensity was no less than the seizure of power in the temple. There were too many monks and less porridge, and no one dared to say that they could qualify.If you can't squeeze into the position, you will still be a scholarly monk when you are 70 years old and 80 years old, that would be very desolate.
The numbers that the Buddhist son said casually suddenly appeared at this moment:
There are 472 ancient temples in a century. Including those that are less than a hundred years old, I am afraid there are not a few thousand!Monk Donghai may not even be able to read the scriptures. Apart from cheating, eating, drinking, and gambling, those who are serious are not good at all. In the eyes of these monks in the north, it is no different from a pig or dog!
If you can be sent to the East China Sea, everyone will have the confidence to overwhelm these stupid fake monks, master the monks and the people, and even besieged a thousand-year-old temple like Lianjue Temple, which can give away 20,000 taels of silver in ten years. You no longer have to struggle in the cracks of the Yangtu Cult, and fight with your sinister peers and narrow-minded teachers to the death...
A cold, hard and dry voice broke the colorful fantasy in front of everyone's eyes.
I've never heard of this.Guotian still had no expression on his face, and he could not see his joy or anger.Since he entered the hall, he has been walking more than a meter behind the Buddha's son. Compared with other monks who deliberately avoided him, he is the closest one.Xuan Zhengyuan did not pre-learning the patriarchal law, but was a custom made since the Xiaoming Dynasty.The general manager had never said such a thing when he sent the monks of Yangtu to the East China Sea as the abbot.
The monks were all talking, and the monks were poured with ice water on their heads. Some of them had a shattered dream, which immediately aroused a lot of hatred. They turned their heads and glared at the Buddhist son of Liuli. The originally warm atmosphere suddenly became cold, and there was a faint sense of solemnity in the empty hall.
The Buddhist son said: Senior brother, Lord Zhao is going to die this year.After resigning, the position of the General System of Xuan Zhengyuan will be served by monks, and the official rank of the envoy will be changed to the first rank, which will be ranked alongside the Secretariat, the Secretariat, the Censorate, etc.
The monk was appointed as the General System of the Xuan Zhengyuan, and the sage will no longer be just a joke.
Even the two colleges and envoys who were deputy were first-rank officials. The new general system after the current general system Zhao Xisheng was the only national teacher today.At this point, the Youth League Academy system established by Emperor Taizong to avoid political and religious precautions collapsed. Not only will the monks stand in the court, but the church is also directly controlled by the court. For these young monks who have been forbearing for a long time and are depressed and unsuccessful, a new era is emerging in front of us.
I have never heard of it.Guotian Leng said: Where did you know?
Your Majesty told me personally.The Buddhist son answered calmly, only a slight surprise was revealed in the sudden sentence, as faint as a cloud.
...Did Your Majesty tell me about the abbot?
The outcome is obvious.
The emperor skipped the abbot of the first temple in the capital and the head of the ancestral sect, and directly revealed the news that the new general system of Xuanzhengyuan would definitely not be the fruit of heaven-and this is not difficult to imagine.Monk Guotian’s current status can be said to be entirely derived from the activity of the Buddhist son. Such a reputation has almost become a consensus in Pingwang, and the emperor has no reason to make it clear.
The fruit of heaven is not happy because it is not clear about the appearance.
I have never heard from His Majesty.
He repeated it again, as if too much would become a fact.
The court was unwilling to take it back under General Zhendong, but was afraid that Murong Rou would not agree.Even if Your Majesty is interested, Lord Zhongshu will not act rashly.We, those who have become monks, should not interfere in the affairs of the court, so as not to hinder our practice.In my opinion, the Central Tushita Cultivation Group should not interfere with the stay and departure of refugees in the East China Sea, and let the General's Office and the East China Sea Taiwan Department take care of themselves.
When Cihui heard that she had a clue in her heart, her face changed drastically and she sneered:
Master Guotian and the great abbot!Do you want to eat alone?
Guotian frowned.What do you mean?
No matter whether this person is real wood or fake Taoism, he is not the one who can choose the subject.Cihui's mind was turning rapidly, and she coughed twice, and said seriously and with a serious face:
The Queen's meaning is very obvious, that is, she must protect the refugees and shelter them in the East China Sea.General Zhendong is a great official. Can he be better than the Empress and the Emperor?If Murong Rou violates the virtue of God's favoritism, don't talk about the emperor, and all the people in the world will not allow him!It is me who have become monks who should be compassionate.I think the Central Tushima Group should send representatives to fight to urge the general to shelter refugees.
Although he is from the Ci generation of Shebei Temple, he is more than half a year younger than Zen Master Xuezhou Cineng?The elder disciples of Xuezhou lineage were all older than this junior uncle, and they occupied the high position in the temple early on. When they took over the master's mantle, they did not even leave any scum to him.
Cihui finally saw a glimmer of light. When she thought of the large area of Buddha wasteland in the East China Sea that was so rich that she was about to flow out of the ointment, she was almost so excited that she wanted to shout out, and her mind was shiny: Where is the Buddhist son going to get rid of Murong Rou?This is clearly what the emperor means!If you don’t express your opinion well, you won’t say that there is no benefit, and you might even have to be buried with others, leaving you empty at the same time.
Xingshen was still a direct lineage of the abbot in the Shedu Jingjin Temple. He was somewhat cared for by his master and senior brother. His qualifications to survive in the cracks were far inferior to his. Only then did he realize it and said hurriedly: Very, very!If a monk practices the six paramitas widely, but does not stick to one method, how can he be ignorant of the general Zhendong and abandon countless refugees and ignore them?Jingjin Temple also agrees with the wisdom of the Buddhist son, and the church organization should send a representative to a dou.Yu Zi made a statement one after another and passed it all.
This result far exceeded Guotian's expectations.
He looked around arching, as if he didn't understand how these people who were originally jealous and hostile to Buddhist children could stand on his side in a few words. His eyebrows became deeper and he said in a deep voice: I object.
Everyone was stunned at first, and then a few more unsteady raised their sleeves to cover their mouths. Even though the others didn't make a sound, the contempt at the corners of their mouths and eyebrows were naked and unconcealed, as if they were watching a rooster who had been pulled out of her feathers but had no consciousness.
Buddhist Son, who do we represent?Cihui was like clouds and mist, and she no longer saw him. She said to the Buddhist son: The Eight Leaves of the Lotus Sect are just legends. There is no monk in the East China Sea, and the temple dares not openly oppose Murong. The third battle was useless.If you want to force Mug to shelter refugees, this is the key.
The monks woke up like a dream, and they all said something about you and me, fighting for the candidates for the fight. All of them were very empty and had no achievements.Cihui and confident, and when everyone argued that their thorny and poor content could no longer hold up the fierce confrontation, they raised their voices and said:
The little monk used to have some friendship with Lord Jinwulang Ren, and people said that Jinwulang was in the capital... no!It is the fastest sword in Yangtu. The young man surnamed Geng is so fierce. If he can be appointed as the fast sword of his master, he might have taught Murong's minions to be killed in one go.
The candidates proposed by Yu Zi were compared with Fei Yuan's launching into the water, and they all lost their complexion and closed their mouths with a gloomy face.Cihui had not had time to be proud, but the Buddhist son had already spoken.I have other concerns about the people who fight on behalf of others, just need to determine the intention of the sect.Everyone, please.He Shi bowed and told everyone to leave first.
Cihui, Xingshen and others still hoped that they would come to the East China Sea to open up when the Xuanzhengyuan changed hands in the future, but they did not dare to disobey. They bowed out one after another, and felt more obedient than a group of sheep who were walking back to the pen. They walked cleanly for a moment, but they stood still with a blue face, and the Buddhist son didn't care.
After a moment, three more people came from outside the hall, and the first one was the fourth wife of the Chi Lian Hall, Leimenhe.Then, the Lord of Qingfengzhao Shao Xianzun shook his robe and crossed the high threshold with his hands behind his back. Tan Jianhu directed two Jianzhongyuan students, lifted Xiao Lao Taicheng into the bamboo wheelchair, pushed him into the hall, bowed and said: I am waiting outside the hall, and Taicheng shouted at me if something happened.Xiao Jianzhi nodded, responding without saying a word.
The Buddhist son called the three of them to come, before the Yangtu Monks held a discussion, that is, just now, he had a good answer with the monks such as Cihui, and Lei, Xiao and others could hear it clearly.After Tan Jianhu left the hall, the Buddhist son turned around in front of the bluestone wall, ignoring the Guotian who was standing alone. His beautiful and eccentric face set off the quiet and blue shadow in the hall, and he was not like a thing on earth.
Have worked hard.He lowered his eyebrows and said, "I will never hide what I ask for."
Lei Menhe smiled slightly, Shao Xianzun was still holding his hands behind his back, and Old Taicheng Xiao stared at him with his sharp eyes open, and he had no intention of changing from beginning to end.
The Buddhist son seemed not surprised and said to himself: In order to save refugees, the Central Tushita Sect must win in the second stage, but we are all monks who are not knowledgeable in martial arts.Since this matter is related to the three, I beg you to help me with the lives of the 50,000 refugees outside the mountain gate.As he said that, he put his hands together and bowed to the ground.
With a cold snorkeling, it was Xiao Jianzhi who took the lead in the interview.
Just now, the Buddhist son threatened and tempted the monks of the Yangtu, and his ugly behavior was revealed, which was also for the lives of 50,000 refugees?The old Taicheng's voice was not loud, and he was even a little dumb, but his eyes were burning. In the dark hall that was as blue as blue as the night, it looked like two purple lightning swords. The pain penetrated the skull and the eyes were faintly painful, making it difficult to look at.
The Buddha's son's eyebrows and eyes were not moved, and his smile was elegant.The old Taicheng is so serious.Monks do not lie, and I am just telling the truth, and there is no threat or temptation.
Xiao Jianzhi sneered and raised his gray eyebrows.Which part is real?Will the monks take office and be honored with the East China Sea, or will you wear a first-grade purple goldfish bag and stand in the court, and from then on, you will guide the country with the honor of the national teacher and spread the Dharma and prevail the government?
The Buddhist son replied calmly: I have an order.Take out a book from your collar and hold it with both hands.Xiao Jianzhi sneered and read, his face getting darker the more he looked. There were only a few lines of sloppy handwriting on the folded paper. He looked back and forth for a long time, as if he wanted to see some flaws from it and it was unavailable.
Shao and Lei stood aside, condescending. Although they could not read the contents on the paper, it was not difficult to imagine what they had written because of the old Taicheng's face being ashen.Shao Xianzun stood a little farther, but because of the old man's trustworthiness, he could clearly see that there was no figurine at the signature, but there was a seal seal with the imperial treasure.
Shao Xianzun is a master of calligraphy, painting and seal carving. He recognized this Yushangxing Treasure as a private seal of today. Not to mention imitation, even using these four words as inscribed is an unforgivable crime of scouting the family and extermination of the clan. You can't joke about it at any time.After reading the paper, Xiao Jian restored the book and held it back with both hands. He was cautious and showed a sense of obvious forbearance, as if it was a great humiliation to hold the courtesy of his subordinates for such things.
This kind of thing could not happen in Xiaoming dynasty, let alone the late emperor!The old man gritted his teeth and said softly, as if he was chewing iron.Everyone knows that the late emperor he mentioned refers to Emperor Taizu Wu who died young, which is different from the habits of people at that time.Maybe the old man never thinks there is something wrong.
Today, my son is neither Xiaoming nor Wu Lie.The Buddhist son responded softly, not particularly arrogant, but a hint of compassion.Then we have nothing to say.The old man turned the wheelchair and pushed the side wheel with his hands trembling because he used too much force, but no one thought it was decay or weak.
Assisting the country!The old Taicheng roared lowly, Tan Jianhu stepped over the high threshold with one step. Seeing that the old general's face was not good-looking, his intuition for many years made him understand that the old man just wanted to leave as soon as possible. Without saying a word, he raised his wheelchair and stepped out of the hall, turned around the door and disappeared, and the remaining axis sounded and walked along the way.
The Buddhist son turned to the Thunder Gate crane.Which Taibao is the head of Chi Liantang today?
Lei Menhe's smile suddenly faded when he saw that the Buddha didn't mind the atmosphere became stiff. In the end, the businessman's temperament was overwhelmed with a shock and anger, and he reluctantly bowed: It's just a mere Buddhist, a master of the Buddhist.
Still at this moment?The Buddhist son was surprised.
Lei Menhe's face changed slightly.When it comes to Buddhist son, it is still the case at this moment.
If those 50,000 people are killed up the mountain, how many of them are your enemies?
Lei Menhe laughed dryly: It must be more than the head of the Shao family.If the Buddha's son had no other instructions, the villain would say goodbye first.Although I was full of discomfort, I still didn't dare to lack etiquette. I bowed to the ground and waited for the Buddha's son to nod before getting up and leaving.Shao Xianzun never said a word, bowed to the Buddha's son and left.
The Buddha's son laughed at Gu Guotian: There is no one else, so don't you stay with your senior brother?The two met from afar, and for a moment, Guo Genius turned around, and his tall back, wearing an embroidered golden robe, was outside the bright palace gate.
The Buddhist son of Liuli stood alone in the empty ten directions of the bright hall. It took him a long time to sigh and lower his head to walk outward. A crisp applause suddenly sounded in the empty hall structure. A tall and thin figure turned out from behind the wall of the Dragon King Nando and laughed:
Clothes!I really can't help but dissatisfied.I noticed that I was hiding behind the screen and I didn’t know anything about it. I could still walk out as if nothing had happened. This is called cunning.It seems that I have not been in the world for many years, and there are indeed some powerful figures on the road.
The Buddha turned around, but saw the person in front of him was shriveled and dark, his palms were wrapped in his sleeves, his tall figure wrapped in gorgeous clothes, like a skeleton-skinned skin. It seemed that he was no different from a silly tree dyed with evil spirits. His two sunken eyes were covered with gray cataracts, and his obvious disgust did not make people feel sympathetic. He only felt that the demonic atmosphere was so irritating, as if he had met a ghost.
Your Excellency is...
Hey!You should say that you appear here at this time, what is your intention?At this point, it would be too hurtful to pretend not to know each other.The browsy man shrugged and smiled strangely.The tone of your speech now is completely different from before, just like two people.Unfortunately, this amazing trick can deceive people with discerning eyes, but it can't deceive people with blind people.Tsk tsk tsk, you are showing off, do you know?
The Buddhist son finally chose to remain silent.
He has always been pragmatic and has been enjoying the occasional role of a madman or a gambler, but he is quite calm most of the time.The Buddhist monk understood that there was not much time, and his ability to remember everything he saw once again came into play. He quickly read the fragments related to or unrelated to the blind old man in his mind, trying to find out what was wrong.
The blind old man seemed to have taken his quiet as surrender, and said with a smug smile: Your method of inciting those three people just now was really wonderful, and I almost applauded and applauded.But thinking about it is true that inciting and controlling others has always been your best move.
This superpower in the mind can not only make him remember everything and call the memories in his mind at will, but also use them with all his heart.
While pursuing memories and conducting extremely complicated comparisons and examinations, the young monk listened to the old man's jokes and spoke in no way: How did I incite Old Taicheng Xiao?When you witnessed the whole process, you saw Old Tai Cheng Xiao furious and left with your sleeves.Moreover, if you want an elder who is paralyzed and carbuncle to fight, it is better to admit defeat.
The blind old man smiled and said: Xiao Jianzhi was always a loyal dog of the Dugu family. With his talent, he was not an Atai of the White Horse Dynasty. If he really wanted to give it a try, Feng Zhu might not be his opponent.Lao Xiao lost power for many years and was willing to study in yellow paper, which means that the old love is still there and everything is for the overall situation.Tolerate Murong, tolerate Ren family, and tolerate the little emperor in Pingwang Capital, the same meaning.
No matter what was written on the ragged paper, it was enough to disappoint him.Once you can't bear it anymore and are determined to do what you want, do you think Lao Xiao wants to keep the refugees, or let them die in the wilderness?He was paralyzed and could not beat him. Tan Jianhu, the second in command of the sword tomb, was not a good-looking lamp. Before the melting soldier, the unworldly magic weapon had to be afraid of three points and had a great chance of winning.
The Buddhist son said without commenting, and said: Where is the Thunder Gate He?I didn't give him a good look.
The old man yelled twice.
Those who hide it will not recognize it.After the Fenghuo Serial Dock was burned, everyone in Yuepu City said that the Fourth Master was the leader. They all thought that many years of factional struggles ended here, and the great power was again in one of them. But you asked which Taibao was the leader of the family, which implied that his throne had not yet settled and chose the wrong person to lose sincerity. The court settled the accounts after the autumn, and you could not escape the first one of the Chi Liantangs.
Behind this sentence, there is a deeper meaning.That night, Lei Fen is extremely fierce and powerful, and you and I still remember it fresh. If this guy is not dead, he will be waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback. Maybe he will also come to the scene.If the Da Taibao's eyewitness ambushed by Lei Menhe brings the words of the Buddhist son to Lei Fenkai, then the second decision of the Lotus Platform is the hub for the Da Taibao's faction to reverse the situation.
Just need to sweep Liuhe with iron palms and defeat the representative of General Zhendong. The court is Lei Fenkai's strongest backing. No matter how many gang forces are controlled by the Four Majesty Guardians, he must bow his head.If Lei Menhe wants to figure out the power of this trick to get rid of the firewood from the cauldron, even if Lei Fenkai is really dead, he should try his best to achieve his chance of performance.It is suitable for both sides to open the front and back, and it is a clever plan!
The old man spoke in a whisper, his tone suddenly changed, and he smiled: But you didn't say a word with the thief boy named Shao, how could he know this person is useful?I heard that the Fox Yi Sect was surrounded by the righteous path, and this person also made great efforts. Is it because of the enemy meeting, which is particularly...hehe.
You think the Fox Yimen is too simple, old thing.Revenge is a dish that will make it more delicious when it cools down.
The Buddhist son compared all the pictures repeatedly in his heart, and finally confirmed that the old man recognized himself by his voice, not because there was a mistake in his plan; he had to silence him, and the secret would be leaked without any fear.Although the loss of this piece has some impact on the subsequent work, while comparing his memory, he also completed another set of new blueprints without such a weapon, and he could still complete the task.
To be honest, I have the least confidence in him among the three.
He smiled with a rare smile. Although his movements were frivolous, his voice was still solemn and warm. He closed his eyes and listened without any difference.However, I think that a person can continue to do good deeds for twenty years and never stops. If he or she is not obsessed with good deeds than ordinary people, he or she will be able to gain fame and reputation to the extreme and his plan will be profound.No matter which one, you shouldn't miss such a good opportunity.
The old man laughed loudly, waved his sleeves, and a heavy grinding sound turned the bluestone screen over.
It turns out that the three-sided screen carved with the head of the Nandau dragon is not embedded in the lotus base like a dozen pieces behind it, but is connected to the center and equipped with a movable shaft.Although the screen is heavy, thanks to the exquisite bearings, it does not require the power of several people to lift it up and turn around. Anyone can easily turn it around, revealing the stone carvings on the back.
That's a human head. Attached to the dragon's body was the head of an adult man with an angry beard and staring like lightning. He sucked the wind and the clouds with great power, which made people respect him. This is not the image of the Dragon King in the Buddhist scriptures, but the head of the scale clan that the East China Sea has believed in since ancient times, and the Dragon God Yingzhu.
The face was cut into three equal parts. When it was turned to the back, the left and right sides were reversed, and the original pattern could not be seen. We had to turn it straight one by one to make the head sculpture of Yingzhu.In order to worship the Dragon God under the power of the Central Tu, these natives in the East China Sea really dug out their minds and could do anything.The blind man smiled so hard that he showed his gangly fangs and said sinisterly:
Even God has different faces, let alone human beings?If you really kill me, you will regret it.I came here specifically to sell you a good thing.
The Buddhist son knew the old man well and if he really wanted to take action, he would be able to take his life within three moves - of course, it was in unexpected circumstances.Now that I am alerting the enemy, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort to get rid of this trouble silently.The handsome young monk decided to temporarily suppress his murderous intention and seek other solutions.
What do you want to sell me?
Peaceful Talisman.The old man's smile was evil, as if he wanted to arouse his impetuousness.
He responded steadily, and even the trace of rash leaked inadvertently disappeared without a trace, as if it was really just a Buddhist son of Liuli, nothing else.
What peace talisman?Actually, he knows what it is.Burn the talisman into ashes, mix realgar, myrrh and other spices in an embroidery bag, and teach them to believers to seek good fortune and avoid bad luck. Some people also feel troublesome to put them directly into folded talisman paper.Only in the East China Sea, where the Buddha's desolate land, can there be such a thing in the temple; looking at the capital, painting talismans to expel ghosts has always been a stinky Taoist priest with a bull's nose.
Use it to ensure safety.Eliminate evil and prevent disasters, and turn bad luck into good luck.The old man smiled secretly, which made people feel sad from the bottom of his heart:
Unfortunately, Buddha lost the second game, and this peace talisman could work.I wonder if the Buddhist son is willing to buy it?
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