Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 231
"Oh!"

As soon as the two finished speaking, they heard the sound of a gust of wind hitting the firewood door. The running dogs next door startled the bird's nest, and set off a series of birds chirping and barking. Xu Gongming and Tian Zhongqing were both chilled by the noise, and looked at each other In fear, Xu Gongming gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:
"A slip of the tongue."

Tian Zhongqing was also slightly pale, nodded calmly, and exchanged a few words, but he was not in the mood to talk, and sent Xu Gongming out of the hospital in person, watched him drive away, and then stomped his feet in annoyance, regretting:
"Too many slips of speech, one more catastrophe out of thin air!"

Returning to the house by himself, Tian Zhongqing drank two mouthfuls of tea and said to himself:

"Should be safe, should be safe, the master has not said many examples of punishment."

The running dog next door barked again, Tian Zhongqing was disturbed by the sound, and said in a deep voice:
"Come on!"

"grown ups"

The servant in charge came up in a hurry, Tian Zhongqing waved his sleeves and said in a low voice:
"Take that dog and send it to a family farther away, don't make it make any more noise."

"Eh."

The servant quickly answered, and the sound of barking gradually faded away, but Tian Zhongqing's heart was still boiling, pressing down on a heavy boulder.

Before he sat back to the case, he estimated whether the noise was a coincidence or a guest of the master's house. Tian Zhongqing silently sipped his tea and thought to himself:
"If Mr. Yuanxiu's family is in charge of the house, it's probably caused by random guests, but now the house's head is loose, it seems to be an unintentional coincidence."

After thinking about it, Tian Zhongqing finally blamed himself, and secretly regretted:
"I don't think it's easy to be cautious on weekdays, but it's easy to slip up when talking with friends. After all, it's inevitable... How can anyone be cautious in every way for ten years?"

Xu Gongming on the other side drove the horse and walked blankly, feeling regretful and ashamed. Mr. Xu repeatedly told him not to make friends with Wang's surname and not to talk too much with Wang's surname, but he violated all the taboos unknowingly. , Infinite remorse welled up in his heart, Xu Gongming walked around the forest for a few laps, but he couldn't think of a way to make up for it.

"The old man has passed away, and no one will give me any advice."

Xu Gongming walked several miles, carefully recalling the old man's words before he was alive, and found a flat place in the field, staring blankly at the rain and dew dripping down.

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Li Tongya watched for a while, then drank a few sips of wine, the people around him saw that he was silent, and Zhu Zifu was watching from above, drank a few sips of spirit wine to strengthen his courage, and slowly began to chat.

The atmosphere on the field was also lively. A group of monks were toasting, joking and joking, and there was a lively chaos. Seeing that Li Tongya ignored them, the monks around him gradually let go of their courage and began to brag.

The white-haired monk on Li Tongya's left raised his glass and asked with a smile:

"A person from that county brother? What kind of fairy mountain spiritual vein practice?"

The monk at the other end cupped his hands and replied:
"Under the rule of Xiuyuezong in Yuebei County, he practiced in a small temple on the top of the mountain. It can't be called the spiritual vein of the fairy mountain, but it's just a small hill."

"Fellow Daoist is humble."

The white-haired old monk smiled enviously, and sighed:
"I'm crazy about how old I am, and I know a lot about the affairs of the Yue country. This Yue country is the most proud of living under the rule of Xiuyue Xianzong. Daoist friends are really lucky. I must be living the fairy life of idle clouds and wild cranes."

"Eh!"

The young monk smiled bitterly, shook his head again and again, took a sip of wine, and said in a low voice:

"Where is there a fairy life to live! The world is full of fuss, and the conflict of interests between small Taoist temples is also labor-intensive, not to mention that Yuebei County is close to Xu State, and Buddhists come and go from time to time, leading the people north. It's so easy to say... Don't ordinary people always envy monks who are tall and tall, thinking that they have nothing to fear when they become immortals, but you and I know what it's like to be in it!"

The white-haired old monk chuckled and nodded approvingly, but he also had a different opinion, and said again:

"But you take it lightly. The struggle under your Xiuyue Sect is just a struggle for power. If you lose, you will get out of the way with the orthodoxy. How can it take people's lives unless it is a life-and-death struggle? Turn around and take a look at the other sects. .”

He paused slightly, his voice was much lower, and said in a low voice:

"I don't even talk about Qingchi Xianzong, just look at the Tongjinmen, how many family Taoist temples are destroyed every year?"

The young monk nodded slightly and replied:
"Don't talk about Yue, Wu and Xu are not the same? There are no Zifu monks guarding them, but they are just playthings and utensils. They are slaughtered at will. There are Zifu monks in the door overnight, so everyone is happy. Treat your disciples as human beings!"

The old white-haired monk had a lot of experience, and he was deeply moved after hearing this remark, but this young monk also had a lot of experience, Li Tongya nodded slightly at what he said. Hastily changed the subject.

"You said that Buddhists often come and go in Yuebei County?"

The old monk changed the topic, quite surprised and authentic:
"I also went to Xu State when I was young, but there are no Buddhists in the far north. Why is this?"

"Harmful!"

The young monk suddenly sighed, and said with some annoyance:
"Xu Guo's spiritual veins are shallow, the national power is weak, the territory is small, and there are no major famous mountains. There are only a few sects guarding Xu. How can they hold it? I listened to the words of the master in the temple. I saw it a hundred years ago. There are less than these people, and the number has only increased in the past 50 years."

The old monk was silent for a while, and replied:

"Those real people from the Zifu, the immortals from the Golden Core... Could it be that... the Xu Kingdom fell like this?"

The young monk hesitated slightly, and said in a low voice:
"There have been fights...Buddhism also has great powers, such as Lianmin and Maha, I heard that the beasts and birds that beat up the entire seven mountains became vegetarians, and all the ferocious birds and beasts starved to death. All kinds of rumors are frightening. "

The old monk sighed again and again, his face was full of memories, and he said in a low voice:

"The old man has also met Shixiu. He is a mage who sees his nature clearly and has great wisdom. I thought about taking refuge, but the mage insisted on hitting the old man with a Zen stick. It hurt too much, so I had to give up."

As soon as this remark came out, all the people looked strange, wanted to laugh but were too embarrassed to speak out, only the young monk laughed and replied:

"Senior, what we cultivated in this life and what he taught in the afterlife are contradictory. If you are not enlightened enough, you will naturally feel pain."

The old monk didn't take it seriously, so all the monks laughed lowly, and the atmosphere became much more harmonious.

Li Tongya listened with gusto, his family was growing too fast, his foundation was weak, and he knew little about the news, so he kept silent. He listened carefully, and felt that his eyes were opened, and the old monk said:

"There are many ways in the world. It's okay to cultivate Zifu Jindan, and it's okay to practice Maha Dharma. There are also different scriptures of spells that have already killed the enemy, and the same furnace in different houses that have disappeared without a trace. Which way will work? , go that way!"

These words shocked thousands of waves, and all the monks either praised or disdainful, and spoke one after another.

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong. If you lose your original mind in cultivation, what's the point if I'm not me?"

"The same furnace in different houses is the way of cultivating demons. Friends Taoist's words are too much..."

So there was a lot of disturbance, which made Li Tongya frown slightly and lost interest, so he had to drink alone, never thinking that a middle-aged man in animal skin would come up ahead, step forward, and said with a smile:

"Senior is drinking alone, but do you have something to worry about?"

　I had a fever again today, and I wrote a chapter in a daze when I came back. When this period of time passes, I will definitely code it back for everyone.

Thank you Chunfeng ヾ^_^ for your reward, he has supported me a lot, thank you!

　
(End of this chapter)