The desolate Xiamawei finally gained some popularity, and Li Yufu has already left Beijing quickly, away from the place of right and wrong. The sword idiot Wang Xiaoping, who lost Shen Tu, stayed in the post house, and it is estimated that there will be countless scolding for being a minion in the future. Wang Xiaoping entered a side room and closed the door to thank the guests. Then the little monk Bennanbei rushed to get off Mawei in a hurry, scratched his bald head after seeing the dismal scene of His Royal Highness, Xu Fengnian didn't talk too much about his dangerous "quarrel" in the palace, and made an appointment with him to go out of Beijing together, and then went to When I went to Liangchan Temple, I never thought that the little monk shook his head and said: "Master asked me to go to Beiliang with His Highness, and let me teach him the method of sudden enlightenment."
Xu Fengnian asked in surprise: "It would be fine if you didn't go to Beijing to face the saint, but you just went to Beiliang with me after you left the capital. Doesn't this mean that your two temples have completely fallen out with the imperial court? Don't be afraid of the two temples. The main gate was sealed by the imperial court in a fit of anger?"
Miss Li Zi is not willing to take care of these things, and she is focused on building snowmen in the yard. After the snow in the backyard was used up, Xu Fengnian was asked to shovel snow in the outer yard or even the street, and put it back in the yard in baskets. Thirty snowmen are small, that is a magnificent one. The little monk from the north and the south grinned, "Master said that it doesn't matter if the temple is closed. Anyway, the monks in the temple will not die of hunger. They don't have the food and warmth they take for granted. Only when they are suffering can they speak sincerely."
Xu Fengnian said helplessly, "Your master is kind-hearted."
Stupid Nanbei looked melancholy and worried, "Master's epiphany, I'm afraid I can't explain it well."
Xu Fengnian lay bored on the wicker chair, and said with an understated expression: "Nanbei, why don't you and Lizi go to Beiliang. Maybe one day I miss you, and I invite you to visit Beiliang."
Miss Li Zi had already used up all the snow, she was done and built the last snowman, she walked over clapping her frozen red hands, she was stunned when she heard this sentence, she wanted to refute aggressively at first, then remembered something, her face turned pale with fright, hesitated Indecision.
Apparently she belatedly recalled the nightmare of the stupid Nanbei becoming a Buddha and leaving.
Xu Fengnian said calmly: "I believe in fate, I would rather believe in its existence or not, but it doesn't mean that I must accept my fate. I don't care what your master or Li Zi's father thinks. If you dare to go to Beiliang, I will I can tie you up and throw you into the South China Sea, and the East China Sea is also fine. The Buddha Dharma that instantly becomes a Buddha, the sky is big and the earth is big, Beiliang is indeed the easiest place to spread, but you also said that the Dharma is more sincere when you are suffering, so go to Beiliang Go to other places to endure hardships. Beiliang, this door will not be opened to you for the time being."
Except for the matter of preaching scriptures, the little monks from the north and the south who were stupid in other things were suddenly caught in a dilemma.
Xu Fengnian didn't give them a chance to think too much, and continued to say mercilessly, "Leave the capital right away, so as not to be dragged down by me."
Miss Li Zi's eyes were red and she bit her lip.
Xu Fengnian put on a straight face and said, "Don't you understand the eviction order?"
Miss Li Zi cried: "I haven't seen you for a while, and you turned gray. If you die next time, I only have two friends, you and Wen Hua. If Wen Hua can't find you, you What should I do?"
Xu Fengnian hesitated to speak.
Ben Nanbei clasped his hands together, walked to Dongxi, Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and said softly: "You can first pass through Xishu and enter Nanzhao, and you can walk all the way to the South China Sea. The road is difficult, but it is relatively safe."
After all, Miss Li Zi has grown from a girl to a woman. This time, she didn't act coquettishly or pester her. She turned her head and wiped away her tears, sniffed her nose, and said in a low voice, "Then I'm leaving."
Xu Fengnian kept his eyes closed all the time, with a hard heart.
She finally moved to the door of the backyard, turned her head and said, "I'm really gone."
Xu Fengnian was indifferent.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng rolled his eyes quietly.
After a while, Xuanyuan Qingfeng couldn't laugh or cry, a small head stuck out of the door, tears in his eyes. Then another bald head sneaked out.
Xu Fengnian stood up abruptly, swishing both heads back.
Xu Fengnian crossed the threshold, saw her back to him, walked over and twisted her ears, turned her around, lowered his head and smiled softly: "I used to give you gifts, this time you go to Nanhai with Nanbei, remember Help me choose a few gifts, and I will ask you for them when we meet in the future. I am vulgar, so the gifts are so expensive and so expensive.”
Miss Li Zi bowed her head.
Xu Fengnian turned to Monk Nanbei and said with a smile: "Then I will entrust this sister to you and take good care of her. Remember that even ten thousand catties of rouge and gouache are no match for a living person."
The northern and southern monks nodded.
Seeing him off at the gate of Xiamawei Posthouse, Xu Fengnian just waved his hand and turned around.
A crying girl and a bewildered young monk were left behind.
Back in the yard, Xu Fengnian squatted in front of a knee-high snowman, dazed.
His second sister, Xu Weixiong, has been urinating ghosts and spirits since she was a child. When she was a girl, she used to engrave the five characters "San Qianli" on the back of the statue of Zhenwu Emperor in Wudang Mountain. Traveling as far as three thousand miles away can be regarded as a prophecy.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked: "Are you the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu?"
Xu Fengnian said indifferently: "No one around me will be rewarded. My mother lost the Land Sword Immortal, my elder sister had a hard life, my second sister almost died of plum wine, my master Li Yishan died of illness, and my younger brother also pointed out You may enter Zhixuan for me at any time. Are you not afraid?"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled sincerely like a lunatic, and laughed loudly: "What a miserable word! I'm going to die of happiness!"
Xu Fengnian let out a heavy breath, not caring about the mad woman's gloating, stood up, "Go home."
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Shen Tu, the number one talisman sword in the world, returned to Emperor Zhenwu. Zhao Danping's face was cloudy, and he silently calculated the secrets, but he couldn't even count the signs. Mr. Bai Lian took a deep breath, and said to Wang Xiaoping, the sword idiot, in a questioning tone. Sun Tanglu and several living men subconsciously lowered their heads and looked at their toes, not daring to take a second look at this scene, which they don't know whether it is an ominous omen or an auspicious one. Zhao Ning, who had a face resembling an old ancestral celestial master in Longhu Mountain, stood in a daze, chanting words and shaking his head constantly. After Longhushan overwhelmed Wudang, it occupied the fortune. In the Longchi, purple golden lotus flowers bloomed, swaying and swaying. There is Qi Xianxia, who holds a whisk as a sword, is well-known in the world, and is known as one of the leaders of contemporary kendo. Advocating and building momentum in the capital, and the younger generation Zhao Ningshen was born, not to mention Mr. Bai Lian assisting, Longhushan is in a period of prosperity, but it is full of face, but inside it makes Tianshi Mansion worry. However, there are not many lotus flowers left in Longchi Plant, and there are still dismal signs of continuing to wither, which makes Huang Zigui of the Tianshi Mansion puzzled.
His Majesty the Emperor calmly said to Zhao Danping: "Master Zhao, go to the Qin Tianjian."
Zhao Danping took orders and hurried away.
Even though Zhao Zhuan became the crown prince, he still seemed to have the same calm attitude as when he was the elegant prince. The emperor turned his head and said with a smile: "Zhuan'er, you lead Mr. Bai Lian and Ningshen around, if there is anything wrong, please write a note for me later. Remember, don't ask someone to write for you."
Zhao Zhuan nodded with a bitter face. He, the crown prince, and two Taoist priests wandered aimlessly in the palace. Zhao Zhuan suddenly smiled and asked, "Mr. Bai Lian, wouldn't it be very troublesome if the eldest son of the Xu family is the Emperor Zhenwu?" ?”
Bai Yu laughed softly and said, "I am a fairy in the sky, but I am a human being on the ground. That's true, and it doesn't matter. Eight hundred years ago, the Great Qin Emperor reincarnated himself as Emperor Zhenwu, and he also never unified Beimang. He can only die with regret like an ordinary person."
Zhao Zhuan asked a very sharp question, "Sir, the world envies immortals for their longevity. There have been emperors in all dynasties begging alchemists, or making alchemy, or visiting immortals, but there is no immortal emperor who has lived a hundred years. No, since Longhu Mountain is where the ancestral home of Taoism is located, have you ever had a senior celestial master who truly proved Taoism and longevity? I don’t really believe the story of Feisheng in Taoist classics, Mr. Bailian, do you believe it?"
According to the laws of the Liyang vassal, the prince can call himself an orphan.
Mr. Bailian laughed loudly, and said heartily: "Bai Yu was taken to Longhu Mountain by his master when he was young, and he was once asked whether there are immortals in the world. I will only repeat what Master said. The herb collectors climb mountains to collect herbs. Some people are very lazy, but sometimes they must have it in their fate. They can gather precious medicinal materials once they enter the mountain and return with a full load. There are Hong Xixiang in Wudang, and there is also one in Longhu Mountain where Bai Yu lives. But the vast majority of people are rewarded by heaven, sometimes not, but in the end they have gained something, like the four great celestial masters of Tianshifu, who have become living gods in the eyes of the world outside the mountain, far away from Taoist real people. There is only one line behind. More people return without success, but they often climb mountains, not to mention collecting herbs. If they can overlook the mountain scenery, they can have a broad vision and feel refreshed. Exercise your body and prolong your life. In the previous dynasties, there were indeed many crappy alchemists who used longevity techniques to flatter the emperor and confuse the court. In Bai Yu's view, this was harmful but not beneficial. If you don't confuse people with the word "longevity", you will gain nothing but no harm. No matter whether you are an emperor or a businessman, you can learn a lesson. Therefore, His Majesty ordered me to enter Beijing for the first time, and asked me with a smile like His Royal Highness. Immortals, whether there is a superior longevity technique, I answered no. In fact, the matter of ascension, as a fairy, since Bai Yu is a cultivator, he naturally believes in it, and the duty of an emperor is not to obtain great blessings, but to seek peace in the world The longevity technique is originally against the sky, and the emperor is in charge of the sky, so he calls himself the son of heaven. Therefore, it is particularly difficult to prove the Tao of longevity, and it is not pleasing to the heavens. In the word rituals. The ranking of Confucianism in this dynasty is still ahead of Taoism. It lies in the inner benevolence and righteousness of Confucianism and the outer etiquette. The Buddhism that spread to the Central Plains is actually the same. Your majesty’s extermination of the Buddha is not to destroy the true Buddha, but to eradicate those false scriptures and false monks. Isn’t it for the sake of amnesty for the Buddhist sect when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ascends the throne? Good medicine is bitter, and His Majesty’s intentions are also good Bitterness, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince keeps a low profile and is well versed in the essence of Huang Lao, but he has to be considerate."
Prince Zhao Zhuan was absent-minded when he was listening to the debate on Buddhism and Taoism, but Bai Yu was concentrating on talking about it at this time, not missing a single word. He looked around and saw that there was no one around, and said softly: "Father, the prime minister of Qingci, Zhao Danping, is one of the best." An actor, but I dare not treat Mr. Bailian like this! I also hope that Mr. will be able to enter the court and be an official in the future, not seeking longevity for himself, but only wishing for the blessings of all people."
In the future. Naturally, it was when Zhao Zhuan ascended the throne.
Bai Yu smiled slightly, noncommittal.
Zhao Zhuan also smiled knowingly.
Zhao Ningshen began to travel thousands of miles all the time, turning a deaf ear to the chat between the prince and Mr. Bailian.
Zhao Zhuan led the two priests from the Heavenly Master's Mansion and left outside the Qintianjian. Mr. Bai Lian looked at the oversized Qintianjian tall building and asked softly, "Have you figured it out?"
Zhao Ningshen nodded and said, "Xu Fengnian is correct."
Bai Yu was neither surprised nor happy, but with a sad look on his face, he muttered to himself: "No wonder the first celestial master of Longhushan manifested his spirit, and Longchi drew a heavenly book, leaving behind a prophecy about a horse riding a dragon and a tiger. .Liyang is at the time when the three talents of heaven, earth and man are gathered together, so it is no wonder that you, Xu Fengnian, have such a bleak life experience. Has anyone cared about you around you ever achieved consummation and a good death?"
Bai Yu sighed, and patted the shoulder of the young Taoist priest beside him, "Guyin Zhao Huangchao has done something to usurp his life, and he can even raise an evil dragon in Difei Mountain. I don't believe you, I can't do it."
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Fifty miles away from the capital city, there is a small town. When the Liyang Dynasty pacified the Central Plains, it took in the wealthy gentry, wealthy merchants and craftsmen from all over the world, and the three teachings and nine religions flowed into the big urn. Before the city was expanded, a large number of people had to settle outside the city. It changed hands and was later occupied by powerful forces. This Fulong town is not far from Beijing, but it is also prosperous. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. Some mansions in good locations are still occupied by the rich and powerful in the capital. for. A silver-haired old man came to a quiet inn in Fulong Town. His hand was not rich, but his demeanor was very good. The shopkeeper and the staff were all intimidated. The old man usually dressed in gray sat alone eating and drinking. , No one dared to strike up a conversation.
Then another pair of guests came and sat at the same table with the old man in gray.
The woman is as beautiful as a fairy, with a slender and gorgeous red sandalwood sword box on her back, just like a peerless beauty from a picture of a lady, but unfortunately she has a fierce temperament that strangers should not get close to.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar, who looked like a servant, had frost-white temples and sat opposite the old man in the meeting.
The old man in gray said plainly: "Cao Changqing, you have crossed the threshold of celestial phenomenon to become a Confucian saint, and you have come to me to show off your might? Or do you want to prevent me from killing Xu Fengnian?"
The Confucian scholar who was already a Confucian sage smiled lightly: "I just want to wait for Xu Fengnian to return something, so I just drop by to catch up with you. I will not interfere in the grievances between you in the future."
The snow-covered Han Diaosi glanced at Jiang Si, the exiled princess of Western Chu, and looked away, "Although I, Han Diaosi, am an eunuch, I know that Your Majesty will not treat the people of the world badly. Although you, Cao Changqing, are not selfish, But to harm the world with one country's selfishness, to restore the country? Even if you are a land god, can you really recover?"
Cao Changqing shook his head and said, "If you don't understand human affairs, you don't know the destiny."
Han Diaosi sneered, got up and said ferociously: "You tell Xu Fengnian, five hundred miles away, within a thousand miles, there must be a difference between me and him."
Cao Changqing said nothing.
Han Diaosi dropped a bag of silver on the table and walked out of the inn.
Cao Changqing looked at Her Royal Highness, who said calmly, "I can only kill him."
Cao Changqing had a headache, "Han Diao Temple may not be able to kill Xu Fengnian."
The young woman who is already a sword like a fairy has a calm expression on her face and tone, "I mean what I say."
Even if Cao Changqing is a Confucian saint who can block even Gu Jiantang's Nanhua square inch thunder, there is nothing he can do about it.