Chapter 75: Chunshen Lake is stepping on the yellow dragon, and thousands of ghosts in Xiangfan City are walking at night
Just one glance, Xu Fengnian’s body is filled with Dahuang Ting surging like a tide, and a mouthful of blood is spurted out for no reason. The entourage behind him is shocked. He was about to step forward to protect him, but Xu Fengnian waves his hand and stops him. He vomits blood. Xu Fengnian’s chest is not stuffy and rebellious. The second and third levels are on the second and third levels
If you look at it a few more times, will Dahuang Ting be all over me?
She really looks at it again. Just when Xu Fengnian was stunned, the old sword god frowned, shouted lightly, and a touch of green gang appeared on the bridge, as if he had cut off the invisible silk radius. He said to Xu Fengnian: “You don’t know how to live or die. If you give some sweetness, you really think she is a compassionate Bodhisattva! Be careful not to die!”
Guanyin in white shook her head slightly, put away the wine pot, and walked forward silently.
“Boy, you and Jiang Yatou retreated.” After the old sword god stomped his feet, the dust rose with the soles of his feet as the center, and the ripples were rising and falling, deafening. Xu Fengnian grabbed Jiang Ni and floated back.
The female Dharma King in white clothes ignored the invisible sword energy that the old sword god stepped out and walked barefoot.
Just as the sword energy was about to arrive, a monk wearing a red cassock appeared between the old sword god and the white-clothed Guanyin on the bridge. His expression was dull, barely blocking the circles of sword energy. He saw his cassock floating on his body and his body stood firm.
Xu Fengnian sighed quietly, and the Dragon Guard monk who had said he could have waited for 31 years appeared. If it were just a Bodhisattva of the Six Pearl Dharma King, Xu Fengnian believed that with Li Chungang’s strength and his entourage who were above and below the second grade, it was not impossible to trap this Guanyin of Lantu Mountain. Although the red-clothed monk had not reached the first grade, under the subtle situation in front of him, he was the biggest variable. Furthermore, Xu Fengnian had no disgust for the great monk in front of him. He always had a lot of respect for the Taoist monk. He really wanted to fight for life and death. Not to mention the consequences, success or failure, it was not a pleasing good thing in the end.
The red-clothed monk closed his hands and lowered his head and said, “My master has no courage to enter the world this time. Please don’t blame him. My master went to Xiangfan this time to save 100,000 evil ghosts, and he saved countless merits for Your Highness.”
Xu Fengnian felt that this was absurd, but he believed it deeply. Both Buddhism and Taoism have vague records that there are 100,000 evil ghosts cooked by their relatives in Xiangfan City, and their resentment soared into the sky, even the 36,500 Zhoutian Grand Ceremony could not be eliminated. So the two religions made a bet without writing that would enter Xiangfan, and who would lose and who would not change for a hundred years. If Longhu Mountain wins, monks led by Liangchan Temple and Lantu Mountain will not be allowed to set foot in Xiangfan for a hundred years. On the contrary, Longhu Mountain will remove the Zhoutian Ceremony and move away from the Dao Temples of All Great Path, and do not preach scriptures in the city.
The three religions are quarrels and sects are actually like children’s anger and unreasonable.
Jiang Ni murmured, “She looks so beautiful, like the Empress Guanyin.”
Xu Fengnian smiled bitterly and said, “Watch Guanyin”Sound, observe the voices of cows, horses and sentient beings in the world. Ordinary people can be liberated by observing their voices. “
The little clay man’s eyes first passed by Li Chungang on the bridge.
Then he passed by His Royal Highness the Prince and lightly opened the Sanskrit: “I Guanyin, you are not at ease and are not worthy of dual cultivation. “
Xu Fengnian laughed for some reason, “Since I’m not at ease, I’ll ask the Bodhisattva to be free.”
After Xu Fengnian finished speaking, she noticed that Guanyin Bodhisattva beside him was slightly better than her. She was walking barefoot. Xu Fengnian was already very outstanding. Most of the men in the cold land were burly and strong. Xu Fengnian did not look short at all. She showed her figure even longer when she went to Jiangnan. Among the women around her, Jiang Ni was still growing. Women like Yu Youwei and Shu Xi were half a head shorter than him, but the female Dharma King was taller than His Royal Highness. Not to mention how different she was in clothes and temperament, just this height that stood out from the crowd was quite eye-catching.
After the two passed by, Xu Fengnian turned his head and stared at the Red Sect King of Lantu Mountain with a dull expression. The monk Longshou, who was a dull-looking monk, crossed his hands together again and greeted His Highness alone. The two met twice in Beiliang City. In addition, Xu Fengnian’s reputation was evil, but he was close to the Buddhist teachings of the Sect. Beiliang knew all this. Therefore, the monk Longshou was born without any resentment to Xu Fengnian.
The monk in red robes threw him into peaches, and Xu Fengnian reported him to a plum, and nodded slightly. Because of the princess’s respect for Buddhism, Xu Fengnian loved the house and the Wushu, and was proficient in the Buddhist sect. He did not degrade the Taoist theory. He still agreed with the Taoist saying that the Central Plains was based on Taoism, but he had been influenced by the hatred between Xu Xiao and the Taoist sect since childhood. Once compared, he could not help but have some opinions about some Taoist figures.
In fact, Buddhism has always been called Western religion by the Central Plains scholars, with a strong derogatory meaning. After the Spring and Autumn Period, the old people who lost their country and lost their fame and fortune in the early days were all avoiding the world and escaping from the world. Once they chose Shimen, they were widely criticized by the world, and they were called “fearing death and escaping Zen” and scolded the old monk as a hero. As the current emperor began to worship Buddha, there were changes. There were no less than ten thousand monks in the capital alone, but Shimen had no leader, which was far less than that of Taoism as respected Longhu Mountain.
The old monk Yang Taisui in black was the imperial teacher of two dynasties. He had enough skills and was the best candidate for the Shimen who held the ox ears. Unfortunately, the old monk in the sick tiger was a rootless duckweed. He even broke off his relationship with his family early. Even if he taught the dragon sons and grandsons, he would have a stern face. It was rumored that he didn’t know how many feather dusters in the home were broken by him. The princesses were afraid of this old monk. In the palace, Princess Sui Zhu was the most domineering, but she said she was afraid of the bad guy. In addition, the old monk in black refused to visit the door for more than ten years. Therefore, how could monk Yang come to form a party? If he didn’t form a party, he would be alone, and how could he have the power?
The white-clothed Guanyin left, turning a blind eye to Xu Fengnian’s shameless and demanding freedom. When she left, she was happy to wait.A thirty-year-old monk named Longguan had no reason to “draw a prison” and followed him back to Mount Lanta. Apart from the two Zen temples, the monks wanted to say that I came from Mount Lanta, but none of them could truly go to Mount Lanta. Xu Fengnian caught a glimpse of Jiang Ni, looking at the back of the female Dharma King, with a dazed look on his face, and couldn’t help but joke: “If you want to follow Rantu Mountain, you want to be a Ming concubine or a nun, I will explain to you in advance that eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha’s name is much harder than studying.”
Li Chungang, who gently turned the talisman back to his hair, savored: “This Rantu Mountain woman has the intention of practicing dual cultivation with you.”
Xu Fengnian said with regret: “I used to be afraid that she was old cows would eat tender grass, and she refused to do anything, but now it’s her turn to dislike this prince. This world is the way.”
The old sword god finally took a chance to mock Xu Fengnian, so he would not miss it. He said sarcastically: “Boy Xu, she said in front of a large group of people that you are not worthy of dual cultivation. If your prince of Beiliang can endure this, wouldn’t it be laughed at by the people of the world?”
Xu Fengnian said um, “It’s best to laugh to death. I don’t need to learn swords. When I see someone who doesn’t like you, I will tell them this joke. As they listen, they will laugh to death.”
Old man Li was stunned for a moment. Jiang Ni, who had finally come back to his senses, heard the words of such scoundrels, and said angrily: “You are so shameless!”
Xu Fengnian said helplessly: “Then you give me a shameless way to make one hundred people rush up and beat this Guanyin Empress. She still knelt on the ground and begged her to practice with me happily.”
The little Ni man probably saw Xu Fengnian being looked down upon by the fairy sister in her heart. He was in a good mood. He turned his head and smiled and repeated, “I don’t deserve it, I don’t deserve it…”
Xu Fengnian deliberately left a distance with Jiang Ni, looked at the top of the city and sighed, “Tonight is a good day for 100,000 wild ghosts to leave the city.”
Jiang Ni immediately shut up and subconsciously approached Xu Fengnian. Xu Fengnian took the lead in walking onto the suspension bridge. Xiangfan is a typical heroic city in military books. There is a convex horse face built on the outer edge of the city. Xu Fengnian walked across the moat and recalled the first offensive and defensive national war that year. He couldn’t help but remember the Trojan cattle in the attack. He turned to ask the old sword god behind him: “What is the reason for the name of the Trojan cattle?”
Xu Fengnian seemed to wake up this question after asking. For the swordsman, being broken by his sword was tantamount to the greatest humiliation in his life, let alone being broken by Wang Xianzhi with two fingers. Unexpectedly, Old Man Li was quite distracted, but nodded calmly and said, “The name of the Trojan horse and cow is indeed due to the siege equipment you guessed, which means that the enemy in the world is all cities, and there is no Trojan horse and cow that cannot be defeated. The forging of the Trojan horse and cow is just like a divine talisman, both of which come from a flying stone outside the sky. The emperor of the previous dynasty sent people to visit immortals overseas. When he encountered a flying stone falling into the sea, he caused a thousand layers of waves. He picked up from the bottom of the sea. Half of the forging of the Trojan horse and cow, and half made the talisman red armor. The remaining essence was made into the dagger magic talisman on my head. The three of them were different paths and the three things could be called sisters and brothers.”
Xu FengNian teased, “That old senior and the little clay man are really destined to be together.”
The old sword god smiled.
The night ban in Xiangfan in Xiongcheng is so strict that it is only for ordinary people. For the top powerful people like Xu Fengnian who dares to fight against the Qingzhou Navy, and the gods of Lantu Mountain like Master Liuzhu, they are of course free to come and go. The city gate captain was most likely to be instructed by King Zhao Heng of Jing’an and did not stop him. Otherwise, the meeting of soldiers would be nothing more than giving Xu Feng an older face. He could not expect to defeat the prince of the Northern Liang in such trivial matters. No one can say that the farce on Chunshen Lake must have been punished. After all, unlike in the past, the King of Beiliang, who was wearing blue satin, five-clawed and nine-python robe, was staying in the capital. For the first morning court in the Golden Palace, the king Peidao of different surname climbed the palace. Faced with the questioning of several meritorious ministers other than Zhang Julu, Gu Jiantang and the head officials of civil and military affairs, and along with the three Grand Secretary of the Palace, the man slaughtered just standing alone and dozing off, ignoring one of them, which made the two classes of ministers so angry that they were filled with smoke. As for whether there was any anxiety and fear behind the upright and angry face, it was unknown. There is a rumor in the capital that the King of Beiliang and the Iron Cavalry stationed and rested were deserted. The capital felt very pleased and applauded. It was said that this was the law of heaven and that those who lost their way would have few help. The Beiliang had already finished its energy!
When I go to Mawei Station, I really have no choice. In the inner courtyard, the King of Beiliang, dressed in a rich man, was drinking green ant wine with an old monk in black. Xu Xiao specially brought the wine from Liangzhou to Tai’an City. The old guy nicknamed “Sick Tiger” in front of him was forced to come by Xu Xiao. In fact, over the years, with the song “Brother Appreciating the Snow” by his second daughter Xu Weixiong, most green ant wine is sold in the capital, but the King of Beiliang personally traveled thousands of miles with the spirits, with a light gift and a gentle heart. This is also a statement from Xu Xiao when facing his old friends in a foreign land: You Yang Taisui don’t think that I, Xu Xiao is a friend, and you even have to stare at me for His Majesty the Emperor when you enter the city, but Xu Xiao still thinks that you are a bald donkey and a friend. You invited me to drink wine as a farewell, and this time you will have to invite you to have a pot of green ant wine.