I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 306 Carp
A sunset shrouded Yuanmiao Mountain, exuding a solemn light.

After the hustle and bustle ended, the empty high platform looked a little desolate.

At the foot of the mountain, a monk grinned from ear to ear, his pupils shone with a strange brilliance, and his eyes were empty, obviously distracted.

"Interesting, really interesting."

"Hey, you've been watching the ball here for three days. It's just a game of balls. What's so interesting about it. If you want me to say, take the cassock as soon as possible and run away quickly, but your mana hasn't recovered. If you get caught, you will hurt your grandson." .”

"You think I'm watching the ball?" Jin Chanzi asked in surprise.

"You obviously got excited and whistled, do you want to admit it?"

Jin Chanzi shook his head, "That's just for watching. I'm looking at luck, which is much more interesting than watching football. The Song Dynasty looks so prosperous. According to luck, this city full of princes and grandchildren, you Do you know how miserable they will be in a few years?"

There was no pity in Jin Chanzi's tone. He saw the prosperity like smoke, the blood flowing into rivers, and the city being destroyed.

"What's up with grandson."

"Everything in the world has a definite number and a cause and effect. A wave rises in the South China Sea, and a leaf falls in the North Mountain. If you feel that it has nothing to do with you, it may end up entangled with you. Only by seeing through it can you grasp them at your fingertips." .”

Suddenly, Jin Chanzi frowned, and the light in his eyes gradually faded away.

He stood up, looking southwest with doubts on his face.

"what happened again?"

"I have six supernatural powers. I cut off all the thoughts and confusions of the three realms, and I don't suffer from life and death in the three realms. Why do I see chaos and disorder? Who disrupted the heavenly secrets."

"Hahahahaha." Sun Wukong rolled a few times on the ground, jumped up, hung his tail on the tree, and said tauntingly: "It's probably because you don't have enough mana to see through. Otherwise, someone is stronger than you and blocked your way." Leak all the way."

Leujintong is the highest supernatural power above the five supernatural powers of Buddhism. It can transcend the three realms and five elements, and is not within the cycle of reincarnation. After this step of cultivation, one can be called a Buddha.

If it was normal, Jin Chanzi would have taken action to educate this hozen long ago, but today he was very strange, he was silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing his appearance, Monkey King knew that he had really encountered something difficult to decide. For the monk in front of him, it was really an extremely rare situation.

He has always had a clear goal, decisive shots, and never hesitates.

Jin Chanzi sat cross-legged, eyes closed, eyebrows drooping.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Sun Wukong hung himself on the tree and closed his eyes to take a nap.

"Variables, there are variables."

After several hours, it was getting late, Jin Chanzi said suddenly.

"What variable?"

Jin Chanzi suddenly laughed and said, "It doesn't matter what the variable is. It's better to have a change than nothing. What's the point of a pool of stagnant water. Li Yu. Carp, throw a koi into the stagnant water and stir it. It's wonderful! I just don't know. Can a carp jump out of the dragon gate?"

He used his telepathy and learned about Li Yu's rubbings from Tang Sai'er.

When they came to the Zhengjing Gate, they found out that Li Yu had left after inquiring. The reason was that he killed a monk with a great background in the Tang Dynasty and was forced to leave.

Jin Chanzi glanced at the cassock that once belonged to him, stretched out his hand halfway, and then took it back.

He didn't come for the cassock, he came for the rubbings about Da Guangming Temple in Li Yu's hand.

"Forget it, let him use this cassock to infect me with karma. How can I avoid it when it finally appears once?"

Jin Chanzi got up and left, but Monkey King jumped down from the tree and asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"Jasyapa took my cassock and dared to give it away to others at will. Let's go to Lingshan and kill him."

"Master, can my old grandson not go?"

"Are you afraid?"

"It's just Lingshan. It's not like I haven't been there before. There's nothing to be afraid of."
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Zhengjing gate, Pan Jinlian's small courtyard, and lights in the small building.

The flames of the lamp smudged out from the octagonal lampshade made of water, as if there was a crescent moon nestled above the head, and the soft light soaked the bedroom without being glaring at all.

This was a gift from Cai Jing to Li Yu, and he gave it to Xiao Jinlian.

On the huge embroidered couch with gauze tents, dozens of brand-new clothes were spread out on the brocade quilt, ranging from long skirts, double-breasted narrow sleeves to close-fitting bellybands.Silk trousers are all available.

Xiao Jinlian looked at these clothes, Li Yu personally selected them for her, and she remembered each one clearly.

Tomorrow will be on stage, she is not very nervous, but very angry.

It was these great monks on the opposite side who drove her brother Li Yu away and separated them for three months.

She didn't want to blame Li Yu for not taking her with her, so she blamed the monks in Datang for her deep resentment.

She picked out a narrow-sleeved blouse and a long tunic skirt, and put them on the bedside, ready to wear them tomorrow, and put away everything else.

Lying on the bed, Xiao Jinlian tilted her head, and murmured: "Da Lei."

"It should be similar to fighting before." She remembered what Li Yu taught her: Either don't fight, or fight to the death.

Brother Li Yu doesn't know when he will be back.

Xiao Jinlian just thought about the fight for a while, and immediately fell into lovesickness. She hugged the quilt tightly, curled up on the bed and fell asleep.

At the same time, in Shenxiao Palace, Zhao Fujin's boudoir, it was another scene.

When she can sleep, she doesn't think about anything, and when the sky falls, she has to wait until she wakes up to worry about it.

There are bead curtains hanging around, all of which are made of high-quality materials. Now she is the face of Song Dynasty, and she won enough face for Zhao Ji. She suddenly became the darling of the royal family, the princess among princesses, and the emperor among empresses. Ji.

In addition, she is also the group favorite of Shenxiao Palace and Zhengjingmen, the darling of the national teacher, and the treasure in the palm of the senior sisters and buddies.

Next to her bed, there is a pocket mini bed, only the size of a pillow.

There are three little clay figurines lying side by side on it. They are wrapped in colorful clothes and covered with small quilts.

Cute animals are embroidered on the small cup, which is full of childishness.

When the moonlight came in, the three of them opened their eyes together, moving in unison, and slowly lifted the small quilt on their bodies.

The three clay figurines held hands, tiptoed, and tiptoed away from the bed step by step.

On the bed, Zhao Fujin was sleeping soundly, his long eyelashes were moving, and the corner of his mouth was pursed into a smile, not knowing what a sweet dream he was having.

The two little clay figurines opened the window, allowing the other one to climb out. After it got out, it held the shutter on one side, allowing the other two to crawl out.

After they all went out, the three clay figurines worked together to slowly close the window. They jumped out of the window and played happily in the yard.

Under the moonlight, the three clay figurines are like three elves. If people see them, they must be very surprised, because they completely have human expressions and emotions.

The three clay figurines danced and talked like ordinary children, but they were not demons.
They were born with spiritual consciousness because Zhao Fujin was born with divinity, and no one would believe it if he told it.

The last one who could give clay figurines spiritual consciousness was called Nuwa.

(End of this chapter)