This Old Green Ox is the mount of the Supreme Being. The Daoist came riding a green ox and entered the world with Eight Sceneries Palace Lantern. It has an indescribable weight. If in the past, entering the world was a matter of one's own strength., traveled all over the world to sharpen his Daoist heart and to overcome disasters, then this time he was born, the Supreme Shangshao came in, Saint of the Mystic Gate, the Daoist disciple came into the world, and he helped the world with one hand.
They are all joining the world, and they are all Supreme disciple.
The weight and meaning are completely different.
Old Green Ox opened his mouth wide, feeling extremely helpless.
Okay, okay, co-author you and Great Master, two masters and apprentices, are staring at me.
How about replacing it with my brother Old Yellow Ox?
Old Green Ox was helpless, Shangqing Great Dao Lord frowned, Great Celestial Venerable Yuqing opened his eyes and looked at the white-haired and white-bearded old man. Great Celestial Venerable Yuqing, who always cherished words like gold, rarely opened his mouth, nodded, and said with three points of admiration:
"The Greater Good."
Only young Daoist doesn't know the weight of this gift.
Great Celestial Venerable Yuqing's fly whisk was swept away casually, and a third courtyard appeared on the mountain. It was still the same as the previous two courtyards. Yuqing Primordial Celestial Venerable, who had mastered Xuanyuan Yiqi, could be said to be the strongest in such ever-changing things, even higher than the Supreme Supreme and the Supreme Pure.
It's just that originally the two courtyards could be said to be living next to each other, but now there are three courtyards, facing each other as if they were sitting in three seats. There was a vague sense of tit-for-tat, and he said in a rather calm voice:
"Tomorrow afternoon, come here, practice breathing and breathing with me, and understand the Daoism of Xuanmen."
"After March, if you want to go down the mountain, you must come up with the means to go down."
Great Celestial Venerable swept the whisk, and the silk threads on the whisk flowed, pure and comfortable, and said in a calm and cold tone:
"The three religions are originally of the highest quality."
The clouds flowed and swirled around the middle-aged Daoist. They were indescribably light and ethereal. When the footsteps fell, it was as if they had entered the depths of the clouds and were never seen again. Only the calm tone fell calmly and dispersed like clouds of smoke.
"Since ancient times, only Daoism has been respected."
"Don't fall into the trap of Daoism."
The voice fell and dispersed, Great Celestial Venerable had disappeared, Great Dao Lord also stood up with his sword, laughed loudly and said, "Then I am ready to make a sword, come find me tomorrow night, Sword Embryo has already had enough time, I will wait for you to come and hold the sword in person." After saying this, he laughed and turned into clouds and disappeared.
Empress Houtu smiled and said, "In that case, when you go out, I will have a gift for you."
"But for now, let me keep it a secret."
She touched young Daoist's hair, exchanged greetings for a moment, drank a cup of tea, and left. Only old man turned around and watched everyone leave with a smile, standing here stroking his beard, while the sun was setting outside, everything was peaceful, as if old man, a farmer, was bidding farewell to an old friend. Everything was natural, calm and calm.
Hou Tu left with a smile, Shangqing Great Dao Lord was free and unrestrained, Great Celestial Venerable Yuqing was cold and proud.
Everyone has something to talk about, and everyone has something to ask for.
Only in the corner--
Listen carefully. "..."
From beginning to end, she tried her best to stick herself to the wall and tried her best to eliminate her sense of self-existence. The smile on Di Ting's face gradually solidified, "Huh???"
"Hmm???!"
What are these guys doing?
I know these things, is it really okay?
Can I be considered a Buddhist to some extent?
I'm from Buddhism!
This is how you let me hear it?!
Is it okay, everyone?
All sorts of random thoughts were ringing in Di Ting's mind, and then he saw old man who was bidding farewell to his friend, turned around, smiled at himself, and said, "Little friend Di Ting, if you don't mind, why not stay for a light meal."
So all the thoughts in Di Ting's mind disappeared!
He said cheerfully and kindly, "Of course there is no problem!"
After dinner, old man went to rest. Qingniu was the true form of the great demon, lying lazily in the yard and basking in the moon. Although this was just an ordinary mountain range, it was not a spiritual vein or a spiritual spring. With these Spiritual Qi alone, it was far from comparable to the Doushuai Palace. But here, the left one is too high, the front is jade, and the side is clear.
Where in the world is there anything Blessed Lands that can compare with this place?!
Impossible!
Qi WuHuo After washing, he stood by the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The moonlight was clear and clear. He stretched out his hand and held the teacup to face the lunar moonlight, but his mind felt as if he was already in the Divine Martial Dynasty capital thousands of miles away. However, he never thought that the emperor would do such a thing at this time.
First, he joined forces with Four Hidden Stars under Great Emperor Donghua to worship Jinzhou;
He also formed an alliance with Demon Race Demon Emperor.
It still uses the harmony of the human race as a bargaining chip.
Now I have turned to Buddhism again, and it is still the same.
It seems that this family of people, Divine Martial Nine Provinces, is just a bargaining chip for his pursuit of immortality and self-transcendence. He has never seen it in his eyes from beginning to end. He hears a low hum in his ears, and the simple seal on his waist lights up. It is Human Emperor Seal. The existence of that humane aura is extremely clear.
Qi WuHuo held up the seal, and the bright light of the seal flowed into the eyes of the Daoist.
Descend the mountain after March.
Count his crimes and depose Human Emperor!
It's night, peaceful and peaceful, nothing happens, peaceful.
On the second day, the sky looked particularly high and thin, but late autumn had passed, and winter was finally about to turn. The sky was high and far away, and everything was dry and cold. Qi WuHuo and Teacher spent the morning practicing meditation, thinking about the time, carrying things down the mountain, and continuing their lessons to the children down the mountain.
Just one night had passed, and it seemed as if everything was completely different.
The temperature in the town is gradually getting colder, and the chilly atmosphere of autumn and winter is getting stronger. It seems that the town has become pale, and the peppers hanging under the eaves are even more red. Qi WuHuo is giving lectures and teachings to the children. The children are studying seriously. A few days ago, the teacher who is not here has also come. From now on, young Daoist does not have to come down every day.
"After tomorrow, Master Zhao will teach you."
Young Daoist's separation has long been doomed. These children had known before that the Daoist priest on the mountain was here to temporarily replace their husband. However, after two months of getting along, they have developed a lot of feelings. Naturally, there will be a lot of reluctance. Even when they were studying, they were a little depressed and listless.
"Hahaha, it seems that these children like you very much, Daoist Master Qi."
Master Zhao is a scholar in his thirties or forties. He was talented when he was young. He always thought that he could serve the country. However, he was not recommended by the imperial examination, which killed his spirits. As he got older and had a family to support, he came back to teach students. Previously, he had other things to do, so he went elsewhere and brought back his mother.
The sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man in front of him was only called "Daoist Master" in a rather exaggerated way.
Among the honorific titles of the Daoist sect, even Daoist priests need to go through many procedures and have sufficient cultivation, let alone a Daoist priest who can be the master of a view? The young Daoist in front of me, judging by his age, is just a [Daoist boy]. Master Zhao was very grateful to Qi WuHuo for his help during this period. He took out two large strings of money and insisted on letting young Daoist accept them. He also called his wife and children to serve on the table.
There were just some simple dishes, two plates of beans, and a pot of wine. Young Daoist was invited to sit down.
The sky was as gray as lead and heavy. Mr. Zhao took a sip of wine and made a comfortable sound. He looked up at the sky outside the window and said, "It's going to snow. Yes, winter is coming."
"Will Mr. Zhao also come to Beijing after March Spring Examination?"
Mr. Zhao laughed and said, "What else?"
"I have been studying for most of my life, but it is a pity that the imperial examination requires the recommendation of many noble people, at least the candidates of the previous generation, in order to pass the examination. Generations like this are entangled in this court like a tangled knot. Masters teach apprentices, and apprentices recommend apprentices again. There is no end."
"Now I finally found Teacher who is willing to recommend me, but I heard that I am looking forward to the Buddha."
"Master Zhao also knows?"
"Haha, Human Emperor is a saint. The actions of a saint are like the sun and the moon. You can see clearly when you look up."
"The darkness of the saint is like the sun and the moon."
"Why don't I know? Haha, after those Buddhist monks became national teachers, I once knew many places where I had ordained myself and planned to become monk and convert to Buddhism. Even scholars are like this. From today on, those who can write Buddhist poetry will rise to the top."
"There are rumors that this Human Emperor will demolish the ancestral temple and turn it into Great Chong Buddhist Temple."
"Those foreign monks made concessions one after another and were called [Great Chong Imperial Temple]."
"Moreover, in many places, ancient temples dedicated to Empress Nuwa have been demolished, and Daoist temples have been transformed into Buddha hall. Many laws have been promulgated successively, exempting all Buddhist temples from taxes, and allocating funds to Give them monk fields, haha, I used to work as a master in the county government, and I heard that for this reason, many good people voluntarily became serfs in the temple, because they can be exempted from taxes."
"More of them fell into my hands than before."
"Ha, I won't say it any more."
"When I drink, I want to mention these things. When I mention these things, I feel very depressed in my heart, and I want to drink. But with this student next to me, it's not suitable for me to drink. I need to think of something to do for fun. Speaking of which, can Daoist Master Qi play chess?"
"Yes."
"Hahaha, it's just right, just right, Zhuo Jing can't play chess, but I have endured it alone for a long time. Come on, Daoist Master, come and fight me for three hundred rounds!" He placed a chessboard next to the bowl with beans, and then played chess with Qi WuHuo. Originally, because young Daoist was young, he still looked down upon him in his heart.
However, after playing several games of chess, young Daoist was killed so hard that the expression on his face became sluggish.
But I saw that young Daoist made consecutive moves, all pointing at the big dragon, and the more the chess was played, the more powerful it became. At the beginning, there was a bit of a Daoist Chongxu feeling, and as it got to the back The chess game became more and more fierce, and he actually killed the dragon in just half a cup of tea. Master Zhao looked at the situation on the chessboard, his palms trembled, and all the chess pieces fell to the ground. He couldn't help but sigh, and said:
"Slash the dragon straight, so murderous, so murderous!"
Young Daoist leaned down slightly, picked up the chess piece, and said with a gentle smile:
"It's just a game of chess."
"Where did the murderous aura come from?"
He picked up a chess piece and gently placed it on the chessboard. Silently, a Daoist priest came out from behind. His face was clear and clear, and his facial features were the same as that of young Daoist, but his temperament was more bland and distant. Mr. Zhao had never seen young Daoist and Master Zhao sorting the chessboard at the same time. Young Daoist said:
"Master said that the darkness of Human Emperor is like the sun and the moon. It is indeed true..."
"Because of Human Emperor's high position, a single thought will cause many problems, which will become bigger and bigger like ripples turning into waves. Every day, you don't know what decision he will make, and you don't know how many people his decision will affect. One day, three days more, and three hundred days, it is enough to turn the peaceful world into chaos."
"I wonder what Master Zhao can do?"
Master Zhao sighed, "Human Emperor today is considered diligent after all, but he was blinded by Buddhism and did such a wrong thing. As long as one day, His Majesty knows the problems of these people, he can correct the chaos and restore peace..." But even he refused to believe what he said.
He seemed to hear a sigh and raised his head. Young Daoist was sitting next to the window. He was dressed in white and covered with a dark blue Daoist robe. He tied his hair with a jade hairpin. He had a whisk on his arm, twisted a chess piece, and said softly:
"That's all."
Master Zhao's heart froze.
I don't know why, but I felt an indescribable depth and majesty from these words.
Immediately he reacted, his back was covered in cold sweat, but he sighed:
"Yeah, that's all. You and I are just ordinary people. I am only a master, and my merits are not enough to lift people. The Daoist priest is an outsider and a pure cultivator in the mountains, so what can I do?"
"That's all!"
And in front of him that he couldn't see, the clearer incarnation of young Daoist bowed slightly, with an additional seal in his hand. The Divine Ability of young Daoist has not yet practiced to the point of doing whatever it wants. If the incarnation of Yi Qi wants to leave at this moment, it will eventually need a word of guidance, such as a road sign or an edict.
The body that Yuan Qi transformed into was hanging from the waist Human Emperor Seal, and he saluted with only one hand, naturally, and said calmly:
"Accept the decree."
On the chessboard, black and white are distinct.
Young Daoist made another move, and then invited the scholar in front of him to play chess, but the avatar behind him had disappeared.
Why wait until after March?
Depose the big thief, only today!