"Oh no, the big snake is heading towards the lotus!"
"Old senior, you...how can you cheat?"
Xiaotang was so anxious when she saw this scene that she shouted loudly to the old beggar.
The old beggar held his ear wax and said impatiently: "The old beggar said that if the yellow mud turns into a lotus, he will tell you about Sanle, but he did not say that he will not stop it."
"Without diamonds and porcelain work, if Master Li can't beat the old beggar, then he should go back home quickly, otherwise he will just light a lantern in the toilet and look for shit!"
Xiaotang wanted to say more, but was stopped by Li Daoxuan with a wave of his hand.
"Senior is right. If that's the case, then I'm offended."
Li Dao
White dragon in sleeve!
Xiao Baitian was born with a strange species, and his bloodline has been refined by Li Daoxuan with the secret technique of raising dragons for many years. Now he has the potential to transform into a dragon. He has two crystal clear dragon horns on his head, which is extraordinary.
Roar!
The black dragon instantly felt a huge threat and roared a warning towards the white snake.
Xiaobai showed no fear, and showed the attitude of a brave man who would win in a narrow encounter. He directly used his water-bending magical power and rushed towards the black dragon, as fast as lightning.
Two dragons, black and white, fight in the water, causing waves.
They first sank into the pool, stirring up the silt, making the water surface turbid and agitated, and then suddenly rushed out of the pool and flew into the sky, with the sound of dragons roaring incessantly.
In the blue sky and white sun, the sea of clouds is vast, and two huge figures can be vaguely seen rolling and fighting in it. From time to time, a dragon's tail is thrown out of the clouds, making a sudden appearance.
After about a cup of tea, a mournful cry came from the sea of clouds.
A black dragon fell from the sky and hit the old beggar in front of him. His body was covered with scars and he was dying. Many of his original fine scales had been bitten off, making him look very miserable.
Xiaobai turned into a bolt and flew into Li Daoxuan's sleeve, letting out a proud neighing sound.
Unscathed!
Li Daoxuan touched its body as cold as jade to show encouragement.
"What a white dragon in one's sleeve. This white snake has great qualifications. Master Li is indeed a man of great fortune, which is enviable."
The old beggar was amazed. His eyesight was amazing, how could he not see how powerful the white snake was.
This snake is only in the Yin Shen realm, but it has such power. If it waits for a few hundred more years, wouldn't it become another demon king who dominates the world?
He seemed to have seen all the scenes in the future where big waves would roll and water would cover the world. Fortunately, the snake had been subdued by Li Daoxuan. As long as Li Daoxuan did not die, it would not harm the human race.
"The straw sandals turned into black dragons. The senior's great magical power of turning decay into magic made me admire even the poor Taoist."
"Haha, there's no need to flatter me. Straw sandals are just straw sandals after all. They can't transform into a real dragon, otherwise they wouldn't lose."
The old beggar stretched out his bare right foot, and then the dying black dragon turned into straw sandals again and put them on his feet, but they were seriously damaged in many places and looked even more shabby.
"But don't be happy yet, the lotus flower hasn't bloomed yet."
The old beggar walked to the pond and saw that under the spell of the little flower god, the lotus flowers turned from yellow mud had grown into flower buds and were about to bloom.
He picked a piece of grass and poked it into his nostril.
"Ah...ah...ah sneeze!"
The old beggar sneezed violently, and for a while the wind roared, the clouds gathered, and the rain poured down, beating the lotus flowers that were about to bloom in the pool to pieces.
Under the violent wind and rain, not a single lotus could survive the disaster. All the leaves were thin and the flowers were broken, and they fell into mud.
The little flower goddess was also soaked in the rain, her hair was wet. She bit her lips, shed tears of grievance, and looked at Li Daoxuan pitifully.
"Dad, the bad guy, beat him!"
She flew into Li Daoxuan's arms, wiped the raindrops on her face with her Taoist robe, and then waved angrily at the old beggar, deliberately showing a fierce look.
However, the old beggar suddenly made a face at her, which frightened her so much that she quickly shrank into her father's collar. It took a long time before she dared to show her timid eyes.
"Hahaha!"
The old beggar laughed heartily and said, "This little one is much more timid than your mother."
He waved his hand and turned to leave.
"Master Li, it seems that the old beggar is slightly better after all. Don't get involved in Luoyang's affairs and go back to practice for a few more years."
Li Daoxuan didn't speak, just looked at the withered lotus quietly.
There was a trace of anxiety in Xuanzang's eyes. This old man probably knew why the master turned into a demon fetus. Maybe he also had a way to save the master. He must not just watch the master leave.
"Senior, wait!"
The old beggar ignored him and even quickened his pace.
However, the next moment, he suddenly stopped, let out a light sigh, and looked at the lotus flowers.
I saw countless tiny green dots floating in the surrounding vegetation, flocking to the withered lotus flowers.
The strong wind stopped and turned into a gentle warm breeze.
The heavy rain dissipated, and the golden sunshine pierced the dark clouds and shone on the lotus flowers.
Beautiful lotuses are in full bloom, including white lotus and red lotus. They are brightly colored and graceful. As the breeze blows, they send out wisps of elegant fragrance.
This scene was as beautiful as a painting, which shocked Xiaotang and Xuanzang.
"The lotus blooms, the lotus comes alive, we win!"
She jumped up and down, very happy for Xuanzang.
The old beggar turned around and stared at Li Daoxuan, saying: "When I first entered Yangshen, I was able to cultivate the Great Five Elements Escape Technique to this level. I am really formidable in my future life."
"It seems that the rumors are indeed true. Qing Yi has a close relationship with you. She even passed on this magical power to you, which shows her trust in you. In this competition, the old beggar lost unjustly."
Li Daoxuan clasped his fists and smiled: "It's just a fluke."
He was not being modest. Winning this fight was indeed a matter of luck.
If it weren't for the Little Flower God who could turn the yellow mud into lotus seeds, no matter how powerful his Five Elements Escape Technique was, he couldn't make the yellow mud bloom and bear fruit out of nothing.
Without the little flower god given by his senior sister, he would not have been able to win this competition.
"If you win, you win. How can you be lucky or not?"
The old beggar said impatiently: "The old beggar is willing to admit defeat and can tell you about Sanle, but..."
He rolled his eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on his ugly old face.
"The old beggar doesn't want to talk here. If you want to listen, just follow me."
After that, a golden light flew out from his Heavenly Spirit Cap and went straight into the sky, while the old beggar's body remained motionless, without even blinking his eyelids, like a sculpture.
De Yang Shen!
Li Daoxuan didn't hesitate at all. Yang Shen escaped from his body, turned into a bright golden light and rushed into the sky, chasing the old beggar.
In the vast sea of clouds, the old beggar stood in the sky, looking at Li Daoxuan with a smile.
"Master Li is so brave. I didn't expect you to really dare to chase me."
"Senior, although his personality is a little weird, he is not a bad person. In fact, the reason why you don't want to reveal the information about Master Sanle and set the test is not to deliberately make things difficult, but because you are worried that we will be in danger."
Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes clear and bright.
He had figured out the old beggar's temperament. He was a typical hard-spoken and soft-hearted person. He actually recognized Xuanzang from the beginning, and then deliberately said that he would beat Sanle's disciples to death with one blow, in order to scare Xuanzang away. .
Also, when the people hit him with yellow mud at the gate of White Horse Temple, the dignified Yangshen Realm monk was not angry at all, nor did he secretly take revenge.
Sure enough, the person who can be entrusted by Master Sanle can't be too bad.
"Yellow mud is originally filth. It falls into the pond and becomes a lotus flower. Senior, you have passed the test. I wonder if you can tell Master Sanle in detail now?"
"No hurry, no hurry!" The old beggar rubbed his hands, his eyes a little excited.
"There were too many worries in the previous competition. It was like scratching an itch and it was not enjoyable at all. It's not easy to meet a person like you. Let's have a good fight with the old beggar first!"
Obviously, when he met Li Daoxuan, the old beggar was very happy and his hands were itchy.
The previous battles could only be played to the end, otherwise the Yangshen battle would be huge and eye-catching, and would even destroy the mountains and rivers. Now the old beggar Huachu Yangshen came to the Nine Heavens just to have a hearty fight. .
Li Daoxuan showed a wry smile and said, "Senior, must I be beaten?"
"Hey, Master Li, are you scared?"
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said: "In this case, then I will be offended."
"Hahaha, if you want to offend, don't hold back. Use all your magical powers. The old beggar hasn't been beaten for a long time. I really miss him!"
Li Daoxuan: "..."
The old beggar pointed at his face and said with a smile: "If you can beat the old beggar into a pig's head today, I will tell you everything about San Le. If you can, come and beat me. Don't be like a eunuch with no balls." Same thing, motherfucker, it doesn’t even hurt if you hit someone!”
Li Daoxuan clenched his fists. This senior has a good heart, but this mouth... really deserves a beating!
"Come here!"
boom!
The true fire of Samadhi spurted out, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, burning the clouds red, like the second round of scorching sun.
"Hot, hot, hot...my hair!"
"You brat, why do you become so popular as soon as you make a move!!!"
…
White Horse Temple, in a certain Zen courtyard.
A white-bearded monk sat in front of Changle and was teaching her the Shurangama Sutra.
He is the teaching elder of Baima Temple. Under the order of the leader of Huitong, he specially lectured the child on sutras to guide him to enlightenment and take refuge in the Three Jewels.
"The Bodhisattva lives in Surangama Samadhi and does not ask for money but gives alms. He freely gives away all the treasures, food, drink, clothes, elephants, carriages, and other things in the world, the sea, the heavenly palace, and the human world..."
The old monk was very immersed in what he said, and he was mesmerized.
Changle was sitting on the futon, with his hands tied in meditation mudra, dignified and solemn, as if he had understood the meaning of the Buddhist scriptures.
The old monk was very satisfied with Changle's performance. This boy really had extraordinary understanding and was a natural talent for practicing Buddhism. He was making a lot of noise before, but now after listening to his lectures, he can gain enlightenment.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he spoke well.
"Little donor, I will start by talking about this today. The Surangama Sutra is also known as the Surangama Sutra, the Secret Cause of the Tathagata on the Top of the Buddha's Head, the First Surangama Sutra to Practice and Realize the Meanings of All Bodhisattvas in Ten Thousand Actions. It is profound, profound, and endlessly mysterious. If you want to understand it, you can't rush it. .”
Chang Le opened his eyes, clasped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. I understand."
Seeing that the other party was neither arrogant nor impetuous, but peaceful and respectful, the old monk was even more satisfied. He nodded and said, "I'll tell you good news. In a few days, Master Huitong will personally accept you as a disciple. Even the Dharma title will be given to you." After thinking about it, let’s call it Jingzhen.”
"Being able to become the direct disciple of the leader of Huitong is a blessing from your previous life, and it is also your fate with my Buddhist sect. I believe your father and brother will also be happy for you."
Changle lowered his head, his lips trembling slightly, as if he was a little excited after hearing the good news.
The old monk smiled and said: "Okay, I will leave first. You can practice well here and copy the scriptures I taught today ten times."
"yes."
Chang Le clasped his hands together and said humbly.
After the old monk locked the door and left, she suddenly raised her head, showing an angry look.
"Smelly monk, you dare to put me under house arrest!"
"You're still preaching the scriptures, you're so verbose, all the bastards in the pond can speak better than you!"
"You still dare to ask me to copy scriptures. When Master comes back, I will beat you to pieces!"
…
After she was tired of scolding, she held her little face and sighed quietly, with a hint of sadness in her dark and bright eyes.
Master...where are you?
Have you forgotten Changle...
There were many monks guarding the outside of the courtyard, and it was airtight. She could not escape at all. In order to avoid being persuaded by the monks like flies in her ears, she pretended to obey and waited for the master to save her.
But who knows that most of the day has passed and the master has not come back yet.
Did something happen to Master?
She rejected this idea as soon as it emerged. The master is invincible in the world. Even if the monks from the White Horse Temple were put together, they would not be a match for the master. He must have been temporarily delayed by something.
Well, that must be the case!
"Master, come and save Changle quickly, Changle misses you..."
"Master, if you don't save Changle, these monks will shave my head..."
"Master, if you dare to forget Changle, I...I will never make nectar cake for you again."
The little girl squatted helplessly in the corner, imagining the scene of being shaved and going home. Her nose felt sour and pearl-like tears almost fell.
Although she is the eldest princess and is witty and intelligent, she is only a nine-year-old girl after all. She will inevitably feel a little panicked and helpless when encountering such a thing.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded.
"Your Highness Princess...shh!"
A little old man with a gray beard appeared from the ground, only half of his body was exposed, and he made a silent gesture towards Chang Le.
Seeing him, Changle's eyes lit up.
He is the land father-in-law of Shangyang City!
"Your Highness, the little god is protecting you secretly under the orders of the national master. Huitong was here before, and his magic power is great. The little god is not his opponent, so he dare not show up. Please don't blame me, Your Highness."
Changle was instantly elated, his eyes were like crescent moons, and he smiled extremely happily.
It turns out that Master has not forgotten me. He has always cared about me, and even secretly sent Father-in-Law to follow me.
Sure enough, Master cares about Changle the most!
"Grandfather of the land, take me quickly to find the master!"
The Earth God shook his head and said: "Your Highness does not know something. Next to this monastery is Huitong's room. With the little god's ability to escape from the earth, he can hide himself well. If he brings another person with him, he may not be able to hide it from Huitong."
"so what should I do now?"
Changle said worriedly.
"Your Highness, don't worry. Stay here for now. Don't worry about it. The little god will run away right now. Even if you search the entire Luoyang City, you will definitely find the Imperial Master!"
After appeasing Chang Le, Tu TuGong escaped underground and left quickly.
Looking at the plaque of White Horse Temple, he sneered in his heart.
Huichan and Huitong, you brothers have offended the wrong person this time. If that person knew that his disciple was imprisoned by you, he would be forcibly ordained and became a monk...
Haha, I'm afraid the White Horse Temple, which has existed for thousands of years, cannot be saved.
…
Thanks to Hua Shui for the 500 reward, thank you!
(End of chapter)
