Tai Xuan Jing

There are many peaks on Jialan Mountain, stretching for thousands of miles. A magnificent temple is located on top of the highest Lanruo Peak. There seems to be a golden light emitting faintly, reflecting the whole sky into gold. The temple that can emit such holy power can only be seen in the five continents. One, that is Jialan Temple.

The inner halls of Jialan Temple are majestic and majestic, exuding a simple and simple atmosphere. Several mortals in the front yard are bowing to the golden Buddha statue on the futons, looking extremely devout.

Many monks in the hall of the middle courtyard are reciting scriptures silently in front of the Buddha statue. The sound of Sanskrit singing is mixed with the sound of bells, drums, wooden fishes, which makes people feel sober and refined.

The backyard of the temple is a verdant bamboo forest, which grows very densely, the sunlight cannot penetrate, and it is a little dark. A few miles along the narrow path, you can see a gazebo with three large characters "Fahua Pavilion" written on it.

At this time, there were three old men sitting around the stone table in the Franruo Pavilion, and there was a small stove beside them, boiling tea.

"Hey..." There was a sharp sound, and the tea in the tin pot boiled.

The three old men sat quietly, motionless, as if they hadn't heard.

One of the old men was a bald monk. He was wearing a yellow monk robe and a fiery red cassock. His eyebrows and beards were all white, and it was hard to distinguish them together. Gas, seems to be waiting for something.

"Okay." He said suddenly, stretched out his hand to lift the tin pot, lifted the lid of the purple sand pot and poured tea into it. It took only two breaths to fill it up, and immediately put the lid back on. All the movements were done in one go.

The old man on the left was wearing a gray Taoist robe, his gray hair was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a wooden hairpin. He was actually the "crazy Taoist" who had rescued Li Qianmo once. He watched the old monk making tea and laughed: " Monk, you are quite fluent in making tea, but this tea is not as good as before, and you can't even smell a trace of aroma."

The old man on the right is also dressed as a Taoist priest, but his clothes are much more exquisite than that of the mad Taoist. Although his hair, eyebrows, and beard are white and long, they are combed neatly. He nodded after listening to the mad Taoist's words, agreeing with him.

The old monk smiled calmly, poured two cups of tea and pushed them in front of them, saying: "This tea is called 'Rain and Clear Sky', you two, Tanyue, might as well give some pointers."

The mad Taoist took a sip from the teacup and said with a smile: "The taste, Taoists can't taste it, but the name of Tanyue needs to be changed. The Taoist is very poor, penniless, and has nothing to give you. You Don't want the benefactor Tanyue to bark at all." After saying that, he laughed.

The old Taoist on the right also clapped his hands and laughed when he heard the crazy Taoist's words, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, I don't have anything to give you as a Taoist priest. Everyone is a monk, so don't come here as a benefactor, and go to Tanyue."

The old monk laughed and said: "You two are right, if the monk doesn't call it that, let's have some tea."

The old man in Jinyi took a sip of tea, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily, and sighed: "Guan Kong, although your tea is very light and not as fragrant as the previous tea, it is very fresh and more fragrant. Ethereal rhyme, using tea to view Taoism, it seems that your Taoism has gone up to a higher level."

It turned out that this unremarkable old monk was Guankong, the abbot of Jialan Temple, one of the two famous monks in the five continents.

Guan Kong smiled lightly and shook his head: "We have come to this point, if we can't become a real king, how can we improve to a higher level."

"Wrong, big mistake." Jinyi old man shook his head repeatedly.

Guan Blank raised his eyebrows, clapped his hands and said, "Oh? What's wrong? I would like to hear the details."

The old Taoist pointed at the crazy Taoist and said slowly: "You think the two of us are fighting the old crazy...Uncle Ling, whoever wins will lose."

Guankong folded his palms together and said, "Of course Master Ling wins."

The mad Taoist waved his hands and said with a faint smile: "There are no outsiders here, don't ask my uncle to call me, I feel uncomfortable all over, it's better to call me an old madman or a mad Taoist."

The Taoist nodded and said with a smile: "Since we and the old madman are in the same four great consummation realms, why are you and I not his opponent when we join forces? It can be seen that the gap between them is still very different."

Guan Kong pondered for a moment, felt that what he said was reasonable, and couldn't help sighing: "A hundred feet, a hundred feet."

Seeing his appearance, the mad Taoist frowned and said, "Hey, seeing how stubborn you are, you can actually become a big monk. The Taoist is really puzzled."

Guankong smiled and said: "You may not have enough wisdom to visit the Buddha, but you must not lack the Buddha's heart."

The madman wanted to argue with him, but seeing his serious appearance, he knew that the debate would be boring, so he just let it go.

The old Taoist in Jinpao took another sip of tea, turned his head to face the mad Taoist, and said with a puzzled face: "Old madman, geniuses emerge in endlessly in Wuzhou, why did you choose that kid named Li Qianmo?"

The mad Taoist laughed and said nothing when he heard the words, deliberately showing off mysteries.

Guan Kong suddenly said: "The old lunatic outsmarted the heavenly secret, he must have figured out what is so special about Li Qianmo."

The mad Taoist clapped his hands and laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Haha, Ruozhuo, you have been overtaken by Guan Kong this time, yes, the Taoist priest really wanted to accept Li Qianmo as his disciple after calculating all the advantages of that kid. of."

It turned out that the brocade robed Taoist was actually Xiao Ruozhuo, the head of Mount Shu. He and Guankong, who claimed to be righteous, had an incomparably noble status, but this mad Taoist not only flaunted himself freely in front of them, but the two of them seemed to be very respectful to this crazy Taoist. , not daring to be negligent at all, the identity of this mad Taoist seemed extremely mysterious.

Xiao Ruozhuo was surprised when he heard the words: "Oh? What's so special about him, can you tell me about it."

The mad Taoist twitched his beard and smiled, and said with a secretive face: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, must it not be revealed?"

Xiao Ruozhuo and Guan Kong felt a little disappointed when they heard the words, they all smiled wryly and shook their heads, and didn't ask any more questions.

The crazy Taoist laughed, and said again: "However, the Taoist priest can tell you that Li Qianmo's fate is full of disasters. I will let him decide the Taoist priest. The road before stepping into the realm of Hedao has already gone all the way." It’s rough, he’s guilty of a treasure, he’s made a lot of enemies, and the journey has been extremely difficult.”

"Amitabha." Guan Kong clasped his hands together, with a look of compassion on his face, "He is now only at the level of Sanzang and has attracted the pursuit of all sects. Since you intend to accept him as a disciple, why don't you teach him a thing or two, so that he can go to school sooner?" Avoid these calamities?"

The mad Taoist waved his hands again and again, sighed and said: "The Taoist priest never thought about it, but fate is determined by God. If I point him out, it will definitely change his fate. At that time, it will be fine if the Taoist priests suffer disasters from the way of heaven. If the Pure Yang Palace is involved , what face do you ask Taoist priests to face Lu Zu?"

Ruo Zhuo asked with a smile, "You won't change his fate if you save him like this? Won't you be punished by God?"

The mad Taoist suddenly looked solemn, and said: "The Taoist exchanged 300 years of life for three chances to rescue him, and the rest depends on his own good luck."

Ruozhuo and Guankong were moved when they heard the words, Ruozhuo opened and closed his mouth twice, wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it after all, they knew that this crazy Taoist had already had a short lifespan, so they exchanged 300 years of lifespan for three chances to save people , This is simply an exchange of life, such a boldness, let them secretly admire.

The three of them were silent for a moment, Ruozhuo suddenly said: "Dan Chenzi crushed the Talisman Talisman."

The mad Taoist was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said: "Oh, they finally couldn't bear the temptation of the treasure, are they coming again, quickly show it and see."

Xiao Ruozhuo stretched out two fingers and swipe lightly, one after another runes appeared in the air, forming a suspended mirror, and many figures gradually appeared in the mirror, what happened in this picture was exactly what happened in the place where Li Qianmo was.

On the barren hill, Li Yunxiang pointed at Li Qianmo, and asked angrily, "Li Qianmo, let me ask you, He Xingyu, Han Jian, Qu Yuan, and Hong Yun Zhao Fei, there are eight people in total, did you kill them?"

Li Qianmo turned his head to the side and said coldly: "They are dead, so it has nothing to do with me."

"You are still quibbling, He Xingyu and the others chased you when they met you, and sent out the sect signal, and then died, Hong Yun and Zhao Fei died in the forest on the way to your house, all bones were smashed, it was not you Who else could have done it!"

Li Qianmo snorted coldly, and said: "What's the point of saying this now, so what if you kill me, so what if you don't kill me, will you still let me go!"

Li Yunxiang wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly he heard a casual cultivator in white say impatiently: "Okay, okay, Li Yunxiang, I will let you ask him a few words after I give your father-in-law face. You don't want to stop, this little thief That’s right, so what if you kill him, so what if you don’t kill him, anyway, he’s going to die today, so he’s asking what those many people are doing.”

Li Yunxiang glanced back at the man, and saw that although his hair was pale, his face was smooth and round, and he had a good face. This man was a famous casual practitioner in Hezhou, Xiniu, named Yang Lin.

This Yang Lin became a master of great sages thousands of years ago. He is very powerful in profound arts and is very famous in the cultivation world. Li Yunxiang didn't dare to offend such a master, so he stopped talking and retreated behind the three saints resentfully.

Yang Lin walked into the arena, stroked his bare chin, and said with a chuckle: "The old man also understands that people don't slander, the old man is here for the treasure on this kid, I believe that the intention of all of you is the same as the old man. "He said, narrowing his eyes and scanning the crowd.

Although everyone at the scene said that they wanted to snatch Li Qianmo's treasure in words and deeds, but they dared not say it out loud.

After a while, I heard some demonic monks nodding in agreement, while the orthodox monks and most of the casual monks either kept silent or denied it.

"Okay, very good!" Yang Lin suddenly clapped his hands and burst out laughing, everyone was puzzled, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Liu Kunyuan frowned, and said displeasedly, "Yang Lin, what are you laughing at?"

Yang Lin clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I am happy, since you people are only here for revenge, then you must not care about that treasure. How can I not be happy that I have lost so many competitors."

Yan Kunshan frowned, and shouted loudly: "What are you farting, which ear did you hear us say that we are not interested in this treasure?" Many righteous monks around also asked loudly, including many great sages.

Faced with so many people's questioning, Yang Lin still didn't change his face, and said hey: "Hey, the old man asked just now, did you come here for this treasure, and you all didn't admit it, why don't you admit it now, people can Shameless, but you can't be so shameless." After he finished speaking, he looked at the crowd with a mocking expression on his face, and those noisy people were silenced by his words.

Yang Lin suppressed everyone with one word, and became more and more proud. He clapped his hands and said loudly: "Okay, since you are all here for revenge, then go to the open space and wait there. Let’s discuss the method of distribution, and this kid’s life will be left to you to deal with.”

"Yang Lin!" Liu Kunyuan shouted coldly, his face full of frost, "Don't bully me too much!"

Yang Lin laughed and said, "I'm deceiving, I hope you can give me some advice." He turned around and cupped his hands at the monks, "Everyone, you said that the old man was deceiving, why didn't the old man notice it?"

The demonic cultivator naturally stood side by side with Yang Lin. Hearing the words, they all laughed and said, "No, when did Brother Yang deceive others? It's that old man Liu talking nonsense."

Yang Lin felt more confident after receiving their support, and looked at the three saints of the star building with his hands behind his back, his eyes were full of provocation.

In the Fahuating Pavilion behind the Jialan Temple, the mad Taoist suddenly stood up, and said with displeasure: "This group of lifeless things, it seems that the lessons taught to them in 2000 are not enough, and they don't have a long memory at all."

Xiao Ruozhuo stood up and asked, "Shall we go now?"

"What are you waiting for?" The madman said angrily, "If you wait any longer, my future apprentice will be chopped into pieces by them."