Maybe when he saw the Taoist priest looking at him, the monk couldn't help but said with a faint smile: "I never knew what he was thinking before, even the master of the law despised him. I didn't expect that he would come true before he died. Not only did he really want to touch you I still really want to catch up with the foundation of the Nine Sun Sect! Haha, what’s even more curious is that there are still people here who can discover the existence of this place, it really cost a lot of money!”
The Taoist priest did not speak immediately, because as an important figure in the Nine Suns Sect, he naturally knew more than others. The monk standing with him now was originally a disciple of Chengchu, the master of the new chapter of the Xiangguo Temple, and was known as Master Qingliang, the master of the new chapter.
Standing with Master Qingliang this time, the Taoist priest naturally understood that it was because he and he had a common friend. This common friend not only received strong support from Master Luhu Chengchu, but also received strong support from Haichanzi, the founder of Jiuyang Sect.
To be able to get the support of two great men in the world, this person is obviously not an ordinary person!
But this person is now a taboo, so everyone refuses to mention it, but they all understand their persistence in their hearts. The Jiuyang Sect suffered such a catastrophic disaster today. Obviously, it seems that things are not simple, and all this cannot be claimed by the two sects. Obviously, there is a great reason!
"In the past, the disciples of the sect forgot the instructions of the ancestor and could not interfere in political affairs after practicing. But everyone has their own ideas. If the past caused today's consequences, they would naturally know that there will be today's results!" The Taoist priest was obviously a little emotional and looked down. situation, but there was no change at all.
Maybe you don’t know how credible this statement is. It is almost difficult for Taoist sects in this era to preach without contacting the imperial court or the ruling vassal town. As a disciple of Buddhism, Master Qing Jing can only put his hands together.
"Although the disaster in Zhaozhou's ancestral court could not be conveyed quickly at that time, the eyes of the people in the world were sharp. What I didn't expect was that Guo Rong was not only extremely scheming, but the power he left behind after his death could actually reach This level." I could faintly hear the shouting of killing in the courtyard, and saw that there were more violent shouts and killings coming from below the courtyard. The soldiers of the Imperial Army and the disciples of the Nine Yang Sect each looked injured.
The Taoist with a calm face, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Master has been serving the Master of Vinaya for decades, and he is profound and accomplished in Buddhism. Xiangguo Temple is also recognized as a leader in Buddhism in the Central Plains. I wonder what Master has to say about today's matter? "
"Master, I must have realized what I have done today. Otherwise, how could I have left Master Mingyang in Tokyo?" Master Qingjing, a monk with a face as sharp as a knife, seemed to be looking at the Taoist priest named Master Mingyang in front of him with endless wisdom.
It turns out that this quiet Taoist priest is actually Ding Mingyang, one of the nine sons of Jiuyang, and the second largest disciple of the Taoist disciple Hai Chanzi. Although he is somewhat unknown now, he was famous in the Taoist sect in the past.
"Although Master, he has some verses, how can we guess it!" Ding Mingyang seemed to have some emotions. Looking at the situation below, he was obviously thinking a lot. Because Emperor Guo Rong's suspicion of the Nine Sun Sect was obviously not a whim, so as an important disciple of the Nine Sun Sect, he naturally had his own opinions.
"The real person is self-effacing. Although the second generation leader of the Jiuyang Sect is still far behind the Taoists in the Central Plains, the Taoist Master himself was able to suddenly comprehend the way of heaven before the catastrophe, and he actually broke through to another level. Realm, this kind of cause and effect! Think about the things in this world, how many people can have this kind of cause and effect?" Master Qingjing was obviously inspired by this, and it was obviously Ding Mingyang who made another breakthrough.
But after hearing these words, Ding Mingyang, who had been silent all this time, although his face showed no trace of pride, his eyes suddenly lit up. Although it was only fleeting, the solemnity between opening and closing clearly showed the depth of his practice.
"Nine yin generates nine yang, and nine yang combines with nine yin! This is the essence of the Taoist "Yin Fu Zhenjing". It turns out that all the causes and conditions in the past are all. I think the original collection of this Zhi Wuhen was not entirely to test someone. People know each other at first sight! To think that the sect suffered such a disaster today, he really responded to this disaster!" Ding Mingyang seemed to be thinking to himself, because when Zhi Wuhen brought his art to Jiuyang The reason for this is that Ding Mingyang, one of the nine sons of the Jiuyang Sect, valued him.
Others may not have noticed Zhi Wuhen's tricks, but the two people on the roof were truly innate masters. After seeing Zhi Wuhen's performance below, he naturally understood what was going on.
Seeing the screams below, he looked at Master Qingjing with a calm expression, and then said calmly: "The man below must be an expert in the world. When Guo Rong was alive, many people must have defected to him. The master has such a keen eye. Ju, you should know that this person’s skills are not inferior to yours or mine!”
"How good! How good! Our Buddha is merciful!"
Master Qingjing put his hands together, and under the sunlight, he looked up with a feeling of majesty.
And in front of the Nine Sun Sect's gate, killing and bloodshed, chaos and barbarism, mixed with the unsolvable confusion in the sky!
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When - is my return date,
I asked you over and over but couldn’t answer you,
The distance is a dream,
Tomorrow is a mystery,
I only know that there is no place far away,
Rain in Bashan!
Hold your face up by candlelight,
The faint smile has become a thousand-year-old monument!
Sadness is like a pot of wine,
Confusion is a game of chess,
I don't know if I should do it tonight,
Cry for me!
The plank road built over many years continues in my heart,
For many years, I have thought of my home as an eternal beauty!
The west window that cannot be pushed open,
The dissatisfied Qiuchi!
What keeps cutting is all your tenderness,
When is my return date!
I asked you over and over but couldn’t answer you,
The distance is a dream,
Tomorrow is a mystery!
I only know that there is no place far away,
Rain in Bashan!
The plank road built over many years continues in my heart,
For many years, I have thought of my home as an eternal beauty!
The west window that cannot be pushed open,
The dissatisfied Qiuchi!
What keeps cutting is all your tenderness,
The plank road built over many years continues in my heart,
For many years I have thought of my home as an eternal beauty!
The west window that cannot be pushed open,
The dissatisfied autumn pond,
The constant cutting is all due to your tenderness!
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The lingering sound of the chanting seemed to be lingering in the sky. But just after the rain, people feel particularly desolate and gentle.
This Que also doesn't know the lyrics that seem to be words but not words, coupled with a rhythm that has never been ups and downs before, making people feel novel and surprised, and also feel a different taste.
