Spring Garden.
Jiang Liu is a familiar customer.
"Cai'er, why have you lost weight again?"
"Xiao Shuang, Buddha likes round ones."
How can a shriveled one compare to a round one?
Fang Er followed Jiang Liu obediently, extremely frightened, "What if dad finds out, wouldn't it be the end?"
"If the emperor knew that he was visiting the Flower House..."
Jiang Liu had a delicate appearance and was a head lower than the taller Fang Yiai, but he looked like a big brother. He patted Fang Yiai on the shoulder and said, "Fang Er, today I will show you some meat."
"I can discipline that princess well from now on."
Fang Yiai was the son of Fang Xuanling, and Li Shimin betrothed his daughter to Fang Yiai.
"Brother, Princess Gaoyang."
"Yes, that's Princess Gaoyang."
Fang Yiai felt that what the eldest brother said made sense, "I will just obey the eldest brother's orders."
Jiang Liu took out a volume of booklet from his monk's robe and stuffed it into his room.
"Brother, what is this?"
As soon as Fang Er glanced at it twice, his dark face turned red, "This is... this is..."
"Push cart."
"Sitting on lotus."
"Front, back, left and right."
A booklet contains the 108 styles of Tiangang and Earth Evil.
It is the masterpiece of Yin Yang Dao!
"This volume was handed down from the time of King Xing of Shang Dynasty."
"It is said that the master of the museum gave it to Jiang Ziya as a gift. It spread after Jiang Ziya's death. My eldest brother spent a lot of money to buy it."
Jiang Liu can be said to be the leader of the underworld in Chang'an. He has countless gambling houses, flower houses, and restaurants, and he has abundant financial resources!
Fang Yiai was so moved, "Brother, you gave it to me, what should I do?"
"It doesn't matter, brother has already mastered it."
"Practice hard!"
"yes, Sir."
Jiang Liu also has a big head, and Fang Yiai is too unmanly.
Someone asked Fang Yiai before, "What would you do if the princess had an affair with someone else?"
The dark-faced Fang Yiai hesitated for a long time, then tried: "Should I stand guard at the door?"
"After all, she is a princess..."
Jiang Liu was so angry that he wanted to slap Fang Yiai twice, so he took Fang Yiai to play.
If Fang Yiai couldn't be trained to the standard, wouldn't Jiang Liu be aggrieved? I feel aggrieved for thousands of men.
Your wife is in the house with someone, and you are guarding the door. Do you want to play the flute again and join in the music?
Shame, so shame!
And just when the river was flowing freely.
royal palace.
The old abbot of Jinshan Temple led all the monks in the temple to perform Dharma for Li Shimin in the Daming Palace.
The fragrance of Sanskrit assailed his nostrils, or perhaps the Sanskrit sounds were too boring, so Li Shimin fell asleep unconsciously.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Li Jiancheng led Li Yuanji and countless evil spirits into Li Shimin's dream.
He wanted to peel off Li Shimin's muscles and eat his flesh and blood raw.
Li Shimin broke out in a cold sweat and was suddenly awakened.
The Sanskrit sound of the monk's practice came from the side, which was more harsh than ever.
Li Shimin was furious, "Come here, kill all these swindling monks!"
The old abbot was shocked, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why do you say this?"
"You are doing this, so why does the evil spirit still break into my dream?"
"Ah this..."
The old monk was also sweating profusely.
The Emperor of Tang Dynasty suppressed Buddhism for more than a day or two. If he really can't satisfy His Majesty, I'm afraid the whole temple will die!
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty, please calm down."
"It must be because our Dharma is not refined and we cannot subdue evil spirits..."
"Since it's useless, just kill them all."
"Your Majesty, calm down. Although we are not good at Buddhism, we have a monk who can share your worries."
"who?"
"Lao Na's young disciple, Jiang Liu."
Li Shimin laughed angrily, "You can't even be a host, how can you expect a novice monk?"
"kill!"
"Your Majesty! You don't know something. This little disciple of Lao Na is proficient in Buddhism. His qualifications and understanding are the only ones seen in this old monk's life. He can be compared with the nine great monks five hundred years ago!"
In the past five hundred years, Buddhism has produced many eminent monks, especially the nine great monks, who are the most amazing!
However, when the nine great monks were traveling westward and passed by the Liusha River, they were completely missing.
This is Buddhism’s loss!
Li Shimin was doubtful and said, "That's it!"
"Zhao Jiang flows into the palace."
Spring Garden.
After the river flow became dull, his eyes stared blankly into the void, and he murmured to himself, "After so many years, I barely recovered to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal... How can I eradicate Buddhism with this strength?"
"I wonder what kind of cultivation that Black Mosquito is now? Peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal? Or Hunyuan Daluo?"
"Made, bitch."
"The Lord of Calamity is right, Black Mosquito is good at stealing old silver coins..."
"Wait a minute! Why did I...double...talk about the Lord of Calamity again?"
Jin Chanzi reincarnated ten times and practiced cultivation. As his cultivation level recovered, pictures emerged from time to time in the sea of consciousness.
One of them is in a simple, profound and mysterious Taoist palace.
Black Mosquito was covered in blood, and several of its wings were broken. "The Lord will humiliate me and I will die!"
"In the next life, let's have food and shelter again!"
Jin Chanzi remembered that he and Black Mosquito joined forces to fight against the enemy, and then nothing happened.
When he woke up again, he was in chaos. He had seen the birth of three thousand chaos demon gods, and saw Pangu Kaitian.
Later, he was accidentally caught by the police, his mind was wiped out, he was placed on the Bodhi tree, and he was raised as a pet for hundreds of millions of dollars.
The picture was fragmented. The more Jin Chan thought about it, the more his head hurt.
"hiss!"
"Can't think about it anymore."
"How to eradicate Buddhism?"
"First of all, we need to find like-minded Taoist friends..."
"Oh, it's so difficult."
"Boss, boss." An urgent voice came from outside the door.
"Lao Liu? Why are you here?"
"The Emperor of Tang summoned the boss."
"Okay, got it."
Jiang Liu put on his monk's robes, took a bath and burned incense for a while, then went to the Daming Palace.
Undercover Rule 1:
When it cannot be exposed, it must not be exposed.
Daming Palace.
It is resplendent and magnificent, showing the nobility of the emperor.
"Jiang Liu, the young monk, pays homage to Your Majesty."
"I heard from the host, do you have the highest level of Dharma cultivation? Are you good at subduing and eliminating demons?"
Jiang Liu was stunned for a moment and glanced at the smiling host.
"It's nothing, Your Majesty."
"A young monk is no more than a novice monk, what ability can he have?"
"The teachers are not capable, let alone the young monk."
When the Buddha's voice fell, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped, and the Emperor became murderous.
"Do you know the crime of deceiving the emperor?"
The old abbot was also anxious, "Jiang Liu, what are you pretending to be? If you don't behave well, we will all be killed."
Jiang Liu coughed lightly and said seriously: "I wonder if your Majesty has heard a sentence?"
"Buddhism only has people from the Yuan Dynasty."
"A destined person? Am I not a destined person?" Li Shimin was stunned.
Jin Chanzi was also stunned, "Yuanzi... this seems to be a word invented by the Lord of Calamity, it means money..."
The abbot became even more panicked, "Your Majesty... Jiang Liu means that Buddhism will take action... to... to..."
The abbot rubbed his hands.
Li Shimin understood immediately and sneered in his heart, "You are really a Buddhist. If you want money, just ask."
"If you cure me, I will be rewarded with ten thousand gold."
Jiang Liu smiled and shook his head, "Thousands of gold are just external possessions to the young monk, but they are nothing more than dung to Your Majesty. They cannot be considered precious to Your Majesty."
"Then what do you want?" Li Shimin's voice became colder.
The corner of Jiang Liu's mouth curled up slightly, "The young monk has admired Princess Changle for a long time."
Born to be beautiful, just one word can describe Changle.
"What a courageous dog!"
