It was cold and dew heavy, and the wild grass beside the mountain road was covered with snow-white frost.
The big black horse pulled the carriage slowly through the winding mountain road, and the wheels made a rolling sound as they ran over the gravel-filled path.
After the carriage,
The distant sky is dark blue.
Below the horizon, the sun gradually emerged.
The moon in the sky still has a pale outline, and has not completely disappeared from the sky.
"Huh--" Su Wu, the driver of the carriage, suddenly pulled the reins of the horse when the carriage reached a rocky beach in front of a cliff, causing the big black horse to stop.
Su Wu turned sideways and opened the car curtain.
In the carriage, Maoshan Senior Brother ‘Xuan Qing’ was sitting upright, his face slightly pale, and his eyes without any emotion.
Old Daoist Xuanzhao leaned against his shoulder, his legs against the carriage wall, his hands in his sleeves, curled up and sleeping soundly.
Seeing Su Wu lift the curtain of the car and look at her,
Xuanqing's shoulders shook violently a few times, waking the old Taoist from his drowsiness: "We're here!"
"Are we here, are we here?" The old man yawned and opened his eyes. He turned around, wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, pinned the hairpin on his head again, then opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.
The old Taoist turned his head and looked at the cliff to the side.
In the middle of the cliff, there is a cave that is either naturally formed or dug by man.
The outer edge of the cave was rebuilt with walls to look like the main hall of a temple. The front of the built temple completely surrounded the cave. There were several steps winding down in front of the temple.
Made of wooden ladders.
Even though no one is walking on that wooden ladder right now,
The wooden ladder was shaken by the mountain wind.
If ordinary people walk on it, they will definitely feel very scared.
“Living Bodhisattva Cave!
This is it!" Old Taoist Xuan Zhao squinted and saw the temple door on the cliff halfway up the mountain. He saw clearly the writing on the door under the dim blue sky. He grinned and walked to a big stone to get there.
Maoshan's senior brother Xuan Qing looked at the temple on the cliff halfway up the mountain with a complicated expression for a moment.
Seeing that Su Wu had parked the carriage in a position where it was convenient for him to turn around and leave, he asked aloud: "Why don't you, junior, go and make a convenience?"
Later, when we snatch the 'living Bodhisattva's body' in the temple, we have to run away quickly. If we run too late, the monks inside will catch up and scold us for being shameless.
Then there won’t be any time left for you to relieve yourself.”
Su Wu shook his head and rejected Xuan Qing's proposal, tied the horse to a wild tree, grabbed the whip and walked towards Xuan Qing.
"You are a junior, you are so young, why are you not a boy?
Could it be that he is also a young master from a certain family, who grew up in the world of makeup and powder, and then came out to run around in the world after his family's fortune fell into disgrace?" Xuan Qing asked again.
Su Wu frowned.
This senior brother of Xuanzhao really talks too much.
It has nothing to do with the four words "taciturn".
"What does it have to do with you?" Su Wu replied to Xuan Qing.
"If you have a child body, you can practice the 'Dragon and Tiger Great Pill' in Longhu Mountain. After practicing that, it will be easier to understand what the elixir of mind is, and it will be much easier to practice the 'Demon Body Seed Path'.
It's a pity that you are not a boy.
It's a pity that the Dharma of the Three Mountains is in decline, and we still don't know what's going on on the other side of Longhu Mountain." Xuan Qing's face was filled with regret as he chattered, "But, having said that, if I hadn't been obsessed with Taoism for half my life,
I will definitely wander around,
A lot of women.
This life is not in vain."
Su Wu remained silent.
Xuan Qing was talking nonchalantly, and Xuan Zhao finally walked out from behind the big rock.
As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted Xuan Qing's firepower: "You guys, how dare you bury your second senior brother in Bald Donkey's temple? When Xuan Jue woke up and saw that he had been transformed into a golden body, he shaved
Bald head,
Just wait and see how he deals with you!"
"Hey, that's not what you said, senior brother!
Since ancient times, Green Lotus and White Lotus Root belong to one family, and Buddhism and Taoism are not separate families!
The second senior brother was in critical condition at that time, and something went wrong with his talisman-cultivating body. Even if he was forced to be buried, he would probably be nothing more than a zombie dug up from the soil thirty years later. Thanks to me for finding him such a privileged position.
Only if the eminent monks here chant sutras and worship for him day and night can his condition be stabilized!
If he can wake up, he should thank me.
How can you blame me?!" Xuanzhao quoted some scriptures, which made Xuanqing fall silent.
One thing brings down another thing.
It seems that in front of his junior brother Xuan Zhao, Xuan Qing is indeed more 'taciturn'.
Xuanzhao took out a wooden box from his bag and took out several small cone-shaped objects the size of a thumb.
Su Wu looked at those things as if they were fragrant medicine.
"This is an old bird's fart." Seeing Su Wu's eyes looking at the thing in his hand, Xuan Zhao took one and gave it to Su Wu, "After lighting it, the sleeping person can sleep more deeply, and the person who can't sleep will gradually
sleep.
A dreamless sleep."
Su Wu took the black 'old fart' and nodded.
"There's no antidote for this.
In other words, the antidote is to get some sleep.
Plug your nose later so you don't smell it.
——But between the two of you, one is extremely talented and the other is dead, so the old man's fart will not be of much use to you." Xuan Zhao took out the fire starter and burned the 'old man's fart' between his fingers red, and there was a faint glow.
Yellow smoke dispersed from his fingers.
Seeing this, Su Wu closed his breath and followed Xuan Zhao towards the 'Living Bodhisattva Cave' on the cliff.
Xuan Qing walked last. He was no longer breathing, so there was no need to hold his breath.
The three of them wound their way up the wooden ladder,
The old Taoist priest quietly approached the two gates of the temple, listened carefully to what was going on inside, and then threw the 'Old Man's Fart', which was burning with yellow smoke in his hand, into the crack of the door.
After about ten breaths,
He nodded to Su Wu and Xuanqing behind him and stepped away from the door.
The two people behind him each stood in front of a door of the 'Living Bodhisattva Cave' temple. Each one held a door, and easily removed the red lacquer wooden door from the door axis and stacked it on both sides!
The howling cold wind blew into the temple.
The eleven or twelve year old young monk who was guarding the temple fell to the ground.
Behind the young monk, on the altar decorated in the shape of a lotus platform, a clay body with a golden body sits upright.
Behind the clay Buddha statue,
There is a cave that is as tall as one person.
The front of the cave is covered with red silk.
Xuan Qing walked at the front, and Xuan Zhao nodded a few more behind him.
He walked up to the twelve-year-old little monk and gave the little monk a strange look: "This little novice is no longer a boy...it's not the front...it's the back..."
"Now, the monks in the cave don't have the right to say that we are shameless." Xuan Zhao chuckled and added.
The body of the little novice monk was covered with hanging cloth curtains on both sides of the clay body statue to prevent it from being blown by the mountain wind and making it cold.
Xuanqing walked around behind the sitting clay statue.
Lifting the red silk covering in front of the cave as tall as one person,
I saw a thin middle-aged man whose body was painted gold, with his hands clasped together.
He stared at the middle-aged man's shining golden bald head, his temples twitching slightly, and turned to glare at Xuan Zhao. Xuan Zhao quickly jumped to the side and asked at the same time: "Can you still wake up?"
"able!"
Xuanqing nodded, unbuttoned the clothes on the golden body of the 'flesh Buddha',
Immediately he saw the chains wrapped around the body of the 'Buddha'.
He grasped the chains,
The chains quickly turned red, became brittle, and broke!
He untied the chains of the 'Buddha' and re-dressed him in monk's robes. Xuanqing put him on his back and turned around to walk out of the temple. When passing by the little novice monk who was covered by a curtain, he murmured: "It's strange.
How strange that such a shameless old monk can have such profound Buddhist practice to help the second junior brother stabilize his inner evil?"
"The accomplished old monk has been dead for ten years!
The monk visiting the temple now has no master-disciple relationship with him, he is a wild monk from other places." Xuan Zhao replied.
"It's really abominable for a dove to occupy a magpie's nest!" Xuan Qing commented.
Xuan Zhao deeply agreed.
Su Wu remained silent.
The three of them restored the gate of the temple to its original state, followed the original path down the cliff, and drove the carriage away from the usually popular 'Living Bodhisattva Cave'. Now, the 'Living Bodhisattva' had disappeared, and the temple was unknown.
Can the incense in Li still flourish?
…
"Wake him up.
He was like this, his heart was dead and his body was frozen. All his blood had been stolen by the mountains, rivers and dragon veins, and he wouldn't survive anyway.
Thanks to your efforts, he still has a chance to wake up.
He should thank you.
If he doesn't thank you and instead blames you, I will make him sober."
Outside an abandoned thatched cottage in the barren mountains, Xuan Qing was sitting cross-legged on a big stone. His coarse clothes were blown tightly against his skin by the mountain wind, revealing the outline of his muscles underneath. He looked at the flat ground and put his hands together indifferently.
The 'Buddha' in the form of a human being, said this to Xuan Zhao.
Xuan Zhao nodded, took the basin handed over by Su Wu, dipped a sweat towel in the water, and carefully wiped the gold-painted face of the 'Buddha'.
Only a layer of dust on the gold paint was brushed away.
I couldn't wipe off the golden paint on the second senior brother's face.
Xuan Zhao no longer tried to wipe off the golden paint. He took out a charm and waved it three times in front of the 'Buddha'.
Xuan Qing held the half of Xuan Zhao's mahogany sword and pointed it at the chest of the 'Buddha'.
After the spell swayed three times,
Suddenly there was no fire and spontaneous combustion.
When a ball of fire was about to burn up Xuanzhao's fingers, he suddenly stamped his feet and shouted: "Senior brother, senior brother, return to your position quickly, your soul is back!"
Boom!
As Xuan Zhao stomped his feet, the mountain peaks under his feet seemed to shake violently!
Su Wu looked around, but didn't notice any change in the mountain peaks under his feet.
Xuanzhao shouted,
The ‘Buddha in the Flesh’ slowly opened his eyes.
At a glance, he saw Xuan Zhao with gray hair and a wrinkled face. His eyes trembled slightly, his lips pursed, and he opened his mouth and said three sentences: "What year is it today?"
Find me a mirror quickly!
Fourth Junior Brother, you and I are at odds with each other!"
"What?!
He saved your life, and you still want to be at odds with him?!"
Xuanqing suddenly jumped down from the big rock and ran over menacingly holding half of the mahogany sword.
The awakened physical Buddha - Xuan Jue touched his smooth head. As he moved his arms, the gold paint on his arms began to peel off and curl up. He looked blankly at Xuan Zhao who jumped to the side, and then looked at the approaching
Xuanqing said: "Before I fell asleep, I warned him in every possible way that even if I die, I will never become a useless fake monk!
That’s exactly what he did!”
"Xuanzhao!
I am inseparable from you!"
This chapter has been completed!