Volume 3: The player in the game has no regrets, Chapter 120: So partial

Style: Heros Author: Lao Wang catches Xiao NiWords: 3835Update Time: 24/01/18 23:06:01
As an orthodox Taoist religion, Wudang is mainly vegetarian. Due to the presence of a few people in the middle of the night, especially the two great monks Yi Shan and Yi Shui, who are disrespectful to the Buddha, they eat meat every day and have fun all day long. Then, they ran to the kitchen in the back hall and clamored for meat. At first, they were even so greedy that they went to the mountains to hunt down some pheasants and hares to cook in the kitchen. However, they ended up making rice porridge and a tasteless side dish for the rest of their lives. The master in charge of the ladle was so frightened that he complained and complained to the new master Zhang Jiue. After all, this kind of paradise has spirituality, and the monk who never pays attention to cause and effect in his words and deeds did not care. Later, Ye Xieyou couldn't stand these two people. If you make a fuss, you will be honest only after shouting and scolding.

In the end, Zhang Jiue sent someone to find the outer disciples at the foot of the mountain, and then bought some bacon and salted fish from outside the mountain, which more or less relieved the two monks' addiction.

It's just that the Wudang chef is not tainted by the smell of meat. Fortunately, he knows a little bit about cooking at night. There is no need to worry about whether it tastes good or not. For the two great monks, it is fine if they can eat it.

He was able to walk on the ground and had nothing to do for the past few days. According to Master Rabbit's wishes, Yan Yan accompanied him and wandered around Tianzhu Peak. He said that with such a blessed land of caves and heavens, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is naturally abundant, and it is absolutely unexpected for recovery. The beauty of.

It's just that there is a follower behind him every day, who wants to listen to his brother's interesting stories.

In the past few days, Ye Xie You was still blaming Ye San Geng for being so brave that he almost lost his life. He was sulking and unwilling to talk to Ye San Geng even when he was arguing with Yan Yan. This gave his younger brother a headache.

Lord Rabbit was rarely relaxed, and he was obviously not in a hurry to leave. He said that he had finally arrived at this Taoist paradise, and he had to take a look around to see if there were any treasures of heaven and earth. However, in Ye San Geng's view, the so-called digging of herbs contaminated with Taoist spiritual energy was false, and being entrusted by Ye Sifu to find the luck pool was true.

Ye Sifu wears the patched golden robe all day long, either kneeling down to worship Zhenwu in the Taihe Hall, or giving lectures to others in the quiet room, saying that he will wait for Jiutian Taoist Master to return to the mountain to discuss Taoism. In the middle of the night, as long as this kid puts his mind to it, he will never be able to hold back a good fart.

Zhang Jiu'e also came here once during this period. He said that the two monks had broken the Taoist rules and were asking for guilt, but in fact they came to check their reputation.

He also asked about the time he left at midnight, and why he came to Wudang early.

It is true that these two brothers don't need to talk about each other. Each one has more tricks than the other. The fourth brother doesn't say a word and talks about money like a gourd. The third brother just wants to see the ancestral family dispute that happens once every ten years.

But speaking of it, regarding the dispute between the ancestral court, whether it is Wudang and Longhu, which have not given way to other places for hundreds of years, or the entire Taoist sect in the world, although they have not unified their caliber, they all set the day on March 3rd. after.

Because the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens in the Imperial City was over at that time, not surprisingly, the royal chanter's tasks for the year were basically completed, and he had plenty of time to sit and talk.

However, Zhang Jiutian, who naturally would not come back, did not appear in Wudang. He successively visited Qiyun, Qingcheng, Kongtong, Emei, and several small sects such as Maoshan, Chuma, and Wudoumi that were already in decline. As if they had agreed upon it, they came together to ask about Wudang.

It's just that Wudang, as the protagonist, pretended to be deaf and mute and turned a blind eye to this matter. However, the few outsiders who knew that there was something strange in this situation, after seeing so many Taoist people gathered in Wudang, unanimously decided to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as their bodies recovered in the middle of the night.

No one knew where the mountains and rivers that could not rest for a moment had gone. Yan Yan couldn't stand the noise, so he went to Wudang Bookstore at dawn to read some Taoist classics that he didn't understand to pass the time. Master Rabbit obviously had another problem. I don't know which mountain top I went to, but Ye Sifu was very happy to wander around in that eye-catching golden robe. From time to time, someone would come up and teach him Taoism, which was a great pleasure.

The only thing left in the house is Ye Xia Ne, who sleeps at midnight.

In the past few days, Taoist priests from all over the country have mixed their dialects and Mandarin together. I often go to the mountains to relax in the middle of the night and occasionally hear these dialects.

Ye Xie, who was still a little angry, was busy wiping the Mo knife that was no longer wrapped in the wooden box. It was rare for Ye San to calm down and talk to his sister, so as to purify his mind.

From time to time, he would resort to some tricks to either regret his chess or seek out the second sister who was ranked among the best in the world. The scoundrels who made jokes and acted coquettishly all night made Ye San even more tired to deal with.

It was a rare moment of leisure, but the next moment, the little Taoist boy riding a leopard crashed into the house.

"Taoist Priest Sifu got into a fight with someone."

The little Taoist boy was panting, and he couldn't pay attention to the ethics and education that he usually pays attention to at this time. He was out of breath on the leopard's back.

This sentence shocked several people in the room. Ye Sifu usually acted very calmly. When he grew up, he was often called "dough" by Ye Xiayou. He had no temper at all. He actually started to fight with others?

In the middle of the night, he had already rushed out of the door.

After all, my younger brother has a special status. In the past few days, Taoist sects from all over the world have gathered here. Whether it is Zhang Liangji or Crossing the Wall Ladder, it is just for the sake of the ancestral court. For them, the Miao Taoist Master of Longhu Mountain can be regarded as their greatest Those roadblocks and shady little thoughts are all thought to be "removed" quickly.

Even after nine out of ten recoveries, there is still some intermittent energy, which circulates erratically in the body like a gossamer. After just a few jumps, he becomes a little weak. In the middle of the night, he had to give up his luck and run through the corridor with strange movement skills.

The leopards followed each other, half a foot apart.

It has to be said that Ye Sangeng, who accidentally entered the ninth realm, has never fully felt the true meaning of this. For example, if a Qi-refining martial artist practices the mental method to the ninth realm, the energy in the body can skillfully establish a mysterious connection with the heaven and earth. Then you can absorb the creation from it and make it your own and use it for your own use.

However, there does not seem to be such a wonderful change at this time. It is not as strong as the protection on the verge of death on the Ascension Altar, and the energy in the body is still more or less resistant to beatings.

Adjusting his breathing just by using physical skills did not slow him down much. After a while, he arrived at the Taihe Hall under the guidance of the little Taoist boy at the back.

The Taihe Hall, which is only open for morning and evening classes, is packed with people. It has three floors inside and three floors outside. On the steps are Taoist priests from all over the world, dressed in red and purple, and there are countless young and old.

In the middle, a golden robe, Ye Sifu, is very conspicuous.

With Hua Leopard opening the way, he didn't bother to squeeze into the crowd at midnight when he saw a very unusual young woman in white robes holding her waist and shouting.

"What's the matter? I, Liaodong Kanxiang family, are afraid of you, aren't you?" His tone was high-pitched, his pretty eyebrows were about to stand up, and his almond-shaped eyes were wide and scary. This posture really looked like a village shrew scolding the street. Several people behind him The Taoist priest in earthy yellow robes was very aggressive, as if he would draw his sword and chop you if you fought back.

The lady in white dress has a pretty face, pink face and peach cheeks, and her chest is deliberately raised, and the two fully developed inverted sea bowls are even more turbulent, as if this can increase her confidence.

"We see that although the Xiang family is very different from your Longhushan family and belongs to the same lineage, we can't let you, a little brat, point fingers. Why, do you really think you are great when you are wearing this skin? But? It’s because your ancestors from Longhu Mountain had the ability to ask for the blessing of the Dragon Tiger spirit to obtain this robe. That was also the ability three hundred years ago. Do you really think you are one step ahead of us and are you trying to compete with us here?”

The woman in white is so arrogant that she wishes her nostrils were turned upward.

The golden robe of night thinking convinces the eyes and mind, and is not impatient or impatient.

Ye Sifu, who has become calm in everything since he practiced the supreme mental method of Longhu Mountain, is really at a disadvantage in the eyes of outsiders. Ye Sifu frowned slightly in the past few days. Talking without hesitation to others seemed to be too high-profile in Ye San Geng. Ye Xie also asked him to change his clothes. How can I be willing to follow Ye Sifu who has his own rules for what he thinks in his heart? Now that I think about it, I am afraid that I will make others unhappy, and the words of the other party are similar.

"I'm just wondering, can staying in the house suffocate you to death?" He complained to his younger brother, and in the middle of the night he clasped his fists towards the female crown in white and said, "This Taoist Priest, if you have something to say, sit down and talk about it carefully. Wouldn’t it be a joke for people who share the same philosophy to see this?”

Naturally, the female crown in white also knew the details of this family, but she still kept her eyes above her head and said, "Why, why do you, an outsider, have anything to say about the affairs of our Taoist sect?"

There is a saying, due to emotion and reason, I really can't interfere in the middle of the night, but looking at my brother like this, he obviously doesn't want to talk. As an elder brother, he can't make his family angry no matter what he says.

But before Midnight could speak, the female crown in white said again: "We asked about Wudang, and it was just about Wudang. What has this fellow Taoist from Longhu Mountain done in the past few days? No one from Wudang Mountain has come forward yet. , why is he dictating to us? Come on, fellow Taoists from Qiyun Kongtong Pavilion Zaoshan, don’t hide away. Didn’t the fellow Taoists from Wu Dou Mi Family argue with him yesterday? What about you? Don’t hide it if you are grumbling, let’s take this opportunity to talk about it today, why should we come to Wudang, or should we listen to his sermons at Longhu Mountain?”

The female crown in white was obviously not afraid of big troubles, and she expanded the "battle situation" to all Taoist sects at once. Ye Sangeng couldn't help but frown even more. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhang Jiu'e who had just arrived. As if watching the excitement, he stood at the corner of the hall without stepping forward, quietly watching the farce.

Ye Sangeng noticed Ye Sifu's high-profile behavior in the past few days. Although he never asked why, he thought it was just to build momentum for Longhu Mountain.

Ye San Geng naturally also understands that the ancestral court has changed over the past few hundred years, and nine out of ten it will end up in Wudang or Longhu. It is difficult for other Taoist sects, big or small, to get ahead, no matter what the reasons are. , not to mention the current reason, it is not difficult for Ye San to guess that there is a great possibility that some Taoist sects want to join forces to take down Longhu Mountain first, and then deal with Wudang with the withered Luck Lotus. , it is more possible to compete for the ancestral court.

"We who cultivate and understand the Tao are inheriting the great fortune left by Laojun thousands of years ago. Why do we have to sweep away the snow in front of our own homes? Only by exchanging our cultivation experiences can we achieve the great truth. There are thousands of ways for a thousand people. Dao, you only have one. If I entrust you with what I have learned, you will have two. In this way, there will be hundreds of benefits and no harm. Do fellow Taoists have to stubbornly insist on their own opinions and don’t want to do anything for me? Are the Taoist sects that are declining day by day and have never had an ascended immortal in the past five or six hundred years work together to do their part?"

Ye Sifu said he was neither humble nor arrogant, but generous. Just such a big heart can't let these Hagoromo masters, who have the truth in their hearts and talk about the world, change their selfishness that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

The female crown in white sneered and said, "Every family has its own method, and everyone has their own thoughts. It's not your turn from Longhu Mountain to preach."

There was another old Taoist in the crowd who was wearing a khaki Taoist robe. He twisted his beard and said, "What I said is true. Why don't we set an example and take out what we have gained over the past few hundred years in Longhu Mountain for us to watch and learn from?" .”

There were a few strange voices, one after another, which were nothing more than disdain for this Longhushan Miao Taoist who acted in a very high-profile manner. Others were bullies in the shop, but he was mainly anti-customer and ran to other people's territory to be a host. On the surface, they are all looking for face for Wudang Mountain, which has not shown its face so far, and they look like they are caring for others.

He frowned and glanced at his younger brother, Ye Sangen muttered: "Why are you so extreme in your work and temper, and making you such a mess?"

Obviously, faced with so many voices of "condemnation", he didn't know how to speak again in the middle of the night.

"What the Taoist priests said is very good. It's better to separate and go back to each house. Prepare the things that can be obtained from their respective sects. Set a date. Don't come to Wudang to bother you. Just go to Panshan Night Palace in my capital city. Here, I will ask someone to prepare a spacious place for everyone to see if it is possible to unite the various Taoist sects in the world into one. When the time comes, I will also record my Ye family's merits in the Taoist sect's merit book, how about it?"

Ye Huanmei walked up with Ye Xia Younuan on his arm, and passed through the crowd. The woman with dull eyes had a clear voice, and her indiscriminate protection could not be more obvious.

"I can make the decision for my incompetent brother. If Longhu Mountain cannot be taken out, our Ye family also has the skills that you regard as the most precious treasures in your Taoist sect. How about we give it a try? It will be you who can take over." There are many classics passed down from generation to generation, but my family has the largest collection of books stolen from them."

This woman was so protective of the calf that it left people speechless.

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