The two of them just retreated, exiting more than ten large rivers in succession, and almost broke into the territory of Xia Song. Then they stopped their feet and looked at each other with lingering fear. Their brows were furrowed. No one knew what the old monk was. What kind of methods are there? Even though these two people have been working in the earth buildings for many years, they have never heard that there is an old monk in the Zhongtai Ancient Temple that has been deserted all year round on the Xia Song border. The skills are enough to turn the mountains upside down.
"Old Lord Songtao, I probably never thought that this old monk's realm was so advanced, and he almost suffered a big loss. Thanks to the old monk, he didn't follow his lead. If he had followed, you and I would probably be the bottom of the trap. No matter what happens, it will be difficult to escape." Because of Xiao Qianli's cold and cold temperament, it was difficult to breathe at this moment, and he sat down beside the roots of the dead ancient tree, panting hurriedly.
The old man also smiled bitterly and sat down to the side. He ignored the dust on his clothes and waved his hands repeatedly, "I shoot cranes all day long, but this time I almost blinded myself with the cranes. I must be more careful next time and earn some money and medicinal materials." You can't risk your life in it."
There are many guests in the earth building, and most of them are on the threshold of spiritual practice. However, they are unable to establish a sect, and they have no choice but to hang around in the middle. Most of them are unwilling to condescend to make a living. If you don't belong to a sect, you can't make money from the business of slaying demons, so you have to wander in the rivers and lakes. If you don't have earth buildings, you may live in mediocrity until your old age. It's not a lie.
No one knows the identity of the owner of the earth building, and they don't know where he got the sleight of hand. He actually took the initiative to win over these down-and-out people in the spiritual world and promised huge profits. Although it may not be as rich as the famous sects, it still has to be. It is more eye-catching than making a small living in the market.
Running on horseback and carrying a sword in the rivers and lakes, with a white blade in the mortal world, free and easy, but there must always be money in the bag to satisfy the hunger, and medicinal materials to warm and nourish the inner qi, so that it can be more practical.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Songtao's method of escaping seems to be much better than that of a junior like me." Xiao Qianli never spoke much. Even if he showed up in the earth building, most of them would just take the job and go straight away. This time he looked back Going out to explore with others was considered to be both involved in danger, so his dull face softened a lot, and he smiled and said, "I often hear that people in Tulou speak harsh words behind their backs and carry guns and sticks. It is said that Lord Songtao only knows how to escape and hide. , if we really start a war, I am afraid that if we fight against those who have entered the third realm, the outcome will be 50-50. When we meet today, I feel that these people in the earth building really underestimate the seniors."
The old man didn't care. He half leaned against the dead wood, picked up a piece of weed from the side, peeled off his green clothes, took it into his mouth, and said with a smile, "I don't think the words of these juniors are wrong at all. I have practiced magical powers." , most of them are these means of concealing escape routes. The name Songtao Laojun was originally chosen out of self-deprecation, and it was all due to his ability to hide his aura. Besides, among practitioners, there are always endless arrogant people. , say a few words behind your back, it’s harmless, no matter what you do.”
While running away, Xiao Qianli noticed the aura left behind, and the old man raised his hand to cover it up. Tens of thousands of trees suffered from it. Although the momentum was not huge, it did cover up all the aura marks so that they were not even noticeable. A rare magical power. But now the old man doesn't care at all, and he has no intention of bringing it up at all. Among the guests in Tulou, such behavior is really out of place.
"Besides, it's only now that I realize that this magical power is not useless after learning it." After Xiao Qianli pointed out the private words of the guest guest in Tulou, the old man not only did not feel the slightest bit embarrassed, but now he was chewing a grass stem. He shook his head and muttered, "If I didn't have the ability to escape, I'm afraid that the old monk would have chased us into the Xia Song Kingdom. Whether he could have saved one of his lives is a matter of doubt. The job of finding out the news was left to the old man. Now it seems It’s the perfect time to come.”
Immediately, the old man spit out the grass stem and said, "At the turn of summer and autumn, even the tail of the grass stem is a bit bitter, which is not delicious."
Xiao Qianli relaxed for a while, and his face became a little red. He forced his inner energy to be held on the soles of his feet, which was quite laborious. Although both of them could fly into the air, they both knew that if they had just left in the air, the old monk would only be able to fly away. I am afraid that I will be able to catch up with them without a few messages, so it is better to go to the wild and lush mountains and forests to be safer. Hearing the old man's words at this moment, he rarely smiled, "Maybe the building owner first learned that the eminent monk had great cultivation skills, so he asked you and me to come together to investigate."
"Little brother, have you ever met the owner of the building?" After Xiao Qianli's words, Mr. Songtao became more suspicious and asked with a frown.
"This junior has met Xia Song and Zihao Housekeeper twice, but I have never paid a visit to the shopkeeper behind Tianxia Tulou. I have only heard a few rumors here and there, and I have no personal testimony. ." The man shook his head, still with a dull face: "I heard that the cultivation level of the chief building master is probably several points higher than that of the now famous Wujue, and his temper is even moodier. If he doesn't get what he wants, he will kill him. ; Nowadays, most of the earth building owners in various countries have changed for several generations. As for the reason why the appearance and stature remain the same, it is probably because of the transformation with great magical powers. The seniors can also taste what kind of cultivation they have."
The old man couldn't help but click his tongue in shock, his gray beard trembled several times, and he gasped, "Such a cultivation level is really otherworldly. Is it possible that with such a realm, it is still difficult to compete with the number one in the world?"
"This junior doesn't know," Xiao Qianli sighed, leaning against a dead tree, looking higher and higher into the sky, but he didn't know what he saw in his eyes, "We are just cultivators begging for food in the rolling mortal world. Regardless of whether the guests in the earth building call them Yan Xia Yan, it does make sense when you think about it: when people throw out some food for charity and nestless swallows from the building, they always have to do things for others. Whether you do evil or do good, it will be done as the superiors tell you. Do it, follow orders and prohibitions, and absolutely dare not leave this profession. I lie at the foot of the Martial Arts Mountain without even seeing the backs of those two people. I am number one in the world and number two in the world. What does it have to do with you and me."
"Transparent." The old man smiled, "What a swallow under the eaves, what a swallow lying at the foot of the martial arts mountain. This old man has only a few years left to live. This is the first time I have heard such a saying, and I have learned a lesson."
But the old man looked up at the sky. Except for the distant clouds and autumn sun, the sky was clear and blue, and it was extremely unfamiliar.
I have been under the eaves for a long time and have not looked up to the sky for many years.
How can I see the sky high, the clouds vast, and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away?
There is an extra monk in the moon-white robes in Zhongtai Temple. Many Buddhists are puzzled. Logically speaking, in the two temples, one should not stay overnight at will, let alone stay for a long time. One is to avoid suspicion, and the other is It is very easy for grudges to arise between the two temples; what's more, sharp-eyed disciples have already recognized that this decent-looking monk is the foreign monk who came to ring the bell twenty-six times the day before yesterday and was disrespectful to the abbot, so he was even more aggrieved. Contradictory, I went to see Zen Master Bu Kong for several days to reason with me, but I was punished all the time and went to clean the Buddhist hall angrily.
The monk didn't see anyone else, he cleared an empty space in a corner of the Zen room, and asked for a futon from the abbot. Then he sat in the corner of the Zen room every day, chanting sutras and worshiping the Buddha together with the other monks. , his kind face has never changed. If he had free time, he would walk up to the monks sweeping the floor, ask for a bamboo broom with gentle words, and sweep the inside and outside of the Buddhist hall and meditation room spotlessly clean. It was still better than before.
After several days in a row, even the monks from Zhongtai Temple who were originally resentful could not keep their face and made sarcastic remarks. Although few came to talk to the monks about Taoism and study scriptures, most of the monks had already talked with the monks. When foreign monks meet each other, they ask in a low voice whether they are early or not.
As a result, the monk's face became kinder day by day, and he often smiled. Such behavior made the little novice Pingchen feel very puzzled. One Zen room was enough for him and he had no time to think about anything else. He only thought about how much time there would be at noon. After eating two green balls, this monk not only had to meditate on sutras, but also had to clean half of the temple. How could he still laugh?
"Brother, my Buddhist practice has become more and more advanced. I was originally a monk from an outside temple who came to call for formation, but you tricked me into coming here. You are willing to clean up the temple everywhere. I see that the monk's robes are extraordinary. I am afraid that he will be the leader of the hall in an outside temple. Why did you follow the way of your senior brother in your position?" Bu Hui's body has been declining recently, and relying on Buddhism to manage the Seven Wonders of Buddhism is indeed very damaging to one's vitality. Even if Zen Master Fu Kong tried several times to sort out the meridians, it could not be repaired. Occasionally, there was a When the sun came out of the building, he could not help but be surprised when he saw the monk taking care of everything.
"I already know good and evil, right and wrong, and with a little guidance, I will naturally follow the good," Zen Master Fu Kong supported his junior brother's skinny arm and said with emotion, "When we were young, we acted domineeringly, and our master also advised us in the same way. Senior brother knows his mistakes and corrects them, there is no difference with him."
Bu Hui ridiculed and said with a hearty smile, "Come on, I can change my domineering behavior, but I can't change my temper. Brother, you might as well tell the truth to me, how did you suppress your anger when the monks from other temples came to ring the bell? ?”
Zen Master Fukong's face stiffened, and he hummed, "I was young and full of energy at first, but now I have lost my temper. Of course I am always good at dealing with things, so how can I compete with a junior? Junior brother always looks at people with the eyes of old, something is wrong. "
"Senior brother, a monk should not lie. As the abbot of a temple, if you lie casually, how can you build trust among the Buddhists in Zhongtai Temple." Zen Master Buhui frowned and squinted at his senior brother.
"In fact, I almost beat the monk as hard as an old bell. At most, I left a few breaths of breath, and asked him to return to the temple without asking for help. This just made those monks who had tarnished the facade of Buddhism become angry."
Unable to stand up to his junior brother's aggressive behavior, which even brought out the clear rules and precepts, Zen Master Fukong still told the truth, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.
"It would be nice to ask this monk to stay in the temple voluntarily." Bu Hui was not angry, and still happily watched the monks outside meditating, "Junior brother, the bones in his body will not be able to relax for a while, and senior brother must learn to find another way. Besides, Now, your disciple has settled down well. Although it feels a bit forced, it is a good thing not to return to the temple for the time being."
"Indeed, I'm afraid tens of thousands of monks will come to visit us in a while. Zhongtai Temple has not seen such a grand event in many years. Naturally, we need to prepare in advance. Don't neglect it."
The old monk raised his head and suddenly saw a fallen leaf that was not very yellow. It was moved by the wind and fell on his cassock's shoulder, like a falling butterfly.
The leaves gradually turn yellow, and the sound of the ancient temple bells disappears.
