Chapter 135: What kind of expert is Immortal Master Cauldron Profound
Chapter 135 What a master Dingxuan Immortal Master is
Pavilion!
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Taoist Master Dingxuan patted his apprentice on the head: "Don't talk nonsense. We cultivators talk about following one's heart, cultivating willfulness, and pursuing oneself."
Dawu listened to his master's words and muttered in a low voice: "Self...your ego is just cautious."
The old monk looked away, as if he had not heard what Dawu was muttering, and continued: "I, a disciple of the Three Treasures, have received Buddhist precepts, and you have already violated several precepts."
Dao Hai remained silent. He had converted to Buddhism since he was a child and naturally knew the precepts of Buddhism. However, after spending these days with his junior brother, he truly felt that what his junior brother said was correct.
"Amitabha, this is a sign of being possessed by a demon."
The old monk let out a long sigh. He learned that the junior disciple in Dao Haikou was a lay disciple of Buddhism. If he was a disciple of the Three Jewels who had received the precepts, he would have to make a trip to clean up the Buddhist sect.
From the old monk's perspective, Dao Hai realized his mistake and had nothing to say, but what Dao Hai was thinking about was what his junior brother had said to him.
When facing those old guys who are stronger than you and like to preach, don't contradict them, just cooperate with them, cater to them, wait until the other side relaxes their vigilance, and then slap them with evil tricks.
This old monk is very powerful.
Dao Hai has seen it with his own eyes. On Shuangmu Mountain, the old monk's chanting of the Buddha's name was enough to scare the monsters into pieces. The abbot and the others could only do this by summoning the Golden Buddha.
Just keep silent and pretend to wake up. Only in this way can you have a chance to escape.
But my junior brother also said that change requires a process. You can't change as soon as you come up, you have to change little by little, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the old monk.
A quarter of an hour later, the old monk took Dao Hai and left the pavilion.
After Ding Xuan watched the old monk disappear completely, he said: "Apprentice, don't listen to the nonsense this old bald donkey just said. We Taoists are very particular about doing things as we please, and we don't have so many rules and regulations."
In the opinion of the veteran, what this young monk did was the right thing to do. Know yourself and your enemy. This word is used well.
learned.
He was very interested in the junior fellow apprentice mentioned by the young monk. This junior fellow apprentice coincided with his own philosophy.
It was a pity that the old monk was there, otherwise he would have asked the young monk where his junior brother was from and what his name was so that he could pay him a visit. He would definitely be his close friend.
"I understand, master."
Dawu replied perfunctorily, then looked in another direction and said: "Master, why do we have to rest in this pavilion? Won't we not be able to get back in time at night?"
"What do you know? We are going back to the Taoist Temple. How can we go back at night? It must be during the day. We will stay at the inn not far ahead tonight and wash up tomorrow morning before heading into the city."
"Then master, why don't we go to the inn now? Instead, we have to stay here in the pavilion. We have been here for almost an hour."
Dawu hugged his arms. In this winter, the cold wind had been blowing in the pavilion for an hour.
"I'm timid when I'm close to home. The closer I get to home, the more I have to calm down. After staying in this pavilion for an hour, are you no longer as excited as before?" the old Taoist asked with a smile.
Dawu nodded, right? The cold wind had been blowing for an hour, and his heart felt cold. He had stopped being excited for a long time.
The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his apprentice passed away. He didn't want to stay here and feel the cold wind, but after the Youshi hour in the inn, the house price was halved.
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The next day, morning!
A rare sunny day!
Wearing a white Taoist robe, the old Taoist with an immortal air and Taoist spirit slowly entered the city with a young Taoist priest.
"It's Taoist Priest Dingxuan!"
"Taoist Priest Qingfengguan Dingxuan!"
"Taoist Master, you are back."
Many people in Shangyang City know Taoist Master Dingxuan. After all, Qingfeng Temple was once very popular.
Taoist Master Dingxuan also smiled and nodded, and from time to time said "Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord".
"Jushi Yang is still in good health."
"I haven't seen Mr. Cao for a long time, but his style remains the same."
Dawu followed his master, and he understood why the master had washed the robe three days ago and kept it in the package without wearing it. It turned out to be just to wait for this moment.
The journey that originally only took a quarter of an hour, Taoist Master Dingxuan walked for half an hour.
"Apprentice, I have deliberately slowed down my pace to let the people in the city know that I am back. Tomorrow, people will come to our Qingfeng Temple to offer incense."
Taoist Master Dingxuan was very proud of himself. He deliberately chose to go to the city during the day and washed his clothes cleanly, just to create an image of immortal Taoist bones, so that after the people in the city heard the news, they would come to the Taoist temple to offer incense.
Several years have passed, and I don’t know if the Taoist temple is full of dust.
But when the old Taoist came to the door of Qingfeng Temple, everyone was dumbfounded.
"Master...Master, is this our Qingfeng Temple?"
After a while, after listening to his disciple Dawu's questions, Taoist Master Dingxuan became a little unsure.
"It should be...it should be."
Looking at the magnificent door in front of him, the entire door is plated with a layer of brass, and the marble courtyard wall is half higher than the original, the old Taoist would have been suspicious if he hadn't looked at the three gilded plaques of "Qingfeng Temple"
I took the wrong path.
The old man stepped in, but as soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by the two people inside.
"Oh, it must be the Taoist priest from Youfang. Our Taoist temple is under construction and we will not accept visitors for the time being."
Old Taoist: "I am a poor Taoist..."
"I understand, Taoist sects are all members of the same family, and Taoist priests who come from abroad have to be entertained. However, it is indeed inconvenient now. The Taoist temple is still resting, and there are no masters here. There is an inn on the left of you two when you go out. You can stay there.
All expenses can be calculated on Qingfengguan, the innkeeper knows that."
"It's such a good thing, living for free...that's not right."
The old Taoist almost didn't realize it. This is a matter of living for free. This is his own Taoist temple.
"Who told our boss to be kind? You two can go there on your own. We still have work to do."
After the two of them finished speaking, they walked towards the inside of the Taoist temple, leaving the old Taoist dumbfounded.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord...wait a minute!"
Seeing that the two of them were about to walk away, the old man quickly reacted and called out to the two of them.
"Does this Taoist temple belong to your employer?"
"Yes, the Taoist temple was demolished back then. Our boss spent money to buy the land and rebuilt it from the government. If it's not our boss's, who else could it be?"
The old Taoist was stunned, puffing his beard and staring. He no longer had the calmness he had before. In order to prevent trouble from coming, he took his apprentices to travel for several years, but when he came back, he was gone?
Was your home robbed?
He took the incense merit book with him just to prevent some things, but he didn't bring the land deed because he never imagined that someone would occupy the Taoist temple.
Aren't you afraid that Dao Ancestor will show up and rain down thunder to kill him?
"Master, our Taoist temple is gone."
Dawu looked pitiful, and the old Taoist got angry. He didn't care that the Taoist robe he was wearing was specially made by someone who spent a lot of money to make it. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "This is the Taoist temple of the old Taoist."
"Your Taoist temple?"
The two looked at the old Taoist for a while, and the old Taoist said solemnly: "That's natural. The old Taoist is the master of Qingfeng Temple, and his Taoist name is Dingxuan."
"Hahaha!"
"Killing me!"
A few seconds later, the two of them suddenly burst into laughter. The old man who laughed was a little confused. Did he say something wrong?
"Fortunately, I thought you were a Taoist priest from You Fang before, but now it seems that you are a liar. This is because I found out about Qingfeng Temple and thought of pretending to be Immortal Master Dingxuan to seize the Taoist temple."
"You are not the first liar like you."
The old Taoist was confused and asked: "Why can't this poor Taoist be Taoist Master Dingxuan?"
"Can you be Taoist Master Dingxuan?" One of the men glanced at Master Dingxuan with a mocking look: "I don't know where you got the Taoist robe. You probably stole it from somewhere, or maybe a Taoist priest threw it away.
Can Immortal Master Dingxuan wear your broken Taoist robe?"
Broken Taoist robe?
Old Taoist Dingxuan's eyes widened. This robe cost him a tael of silver, and he felt distressed about it for a long time.
"Don't tell me, you liar looks a bit like an immortal master, and your temperament is not bad. It seems that you found out in advance. Unfortunately, it is the robe you are wearing that gives you away."
Don't be angry, don't be angry...
The old Taoist took a few deep breaths, suppressed his anger, and asked, "Have you met Taoist Master Dingxuan?"
"Of course we have never met the master, but our boss is a disciple of the immortal master. He has a portrait of the immortal master. Moreover, our boss said that the clothes he wears are not as precious as the Taoist robes on the immortal master. What our boss wears is from Jiangnan.
The finest brocade is wrapped in a cloak of thick clouds and feathers from the North Sea, but it is still not as good as the Immortal Master."
"Yes, the immortal master in the portrait is wearing a purple robe, with auspicious clouds and cranes embroidered with gold and silver threads, and the cuff patterns are sewn stitch by stitch by a good embroiderer. What is that called..."
"With wide sleeves and a broad mind, the world is wide open, and the world of mortals has never been stained at all."
The two of them looked at Lao Dao's cuffs with mocking eyes. Lao Dao actually felt a little embarrassed by the look and retracted his hand unconsciously. His cuffs were added later, his tailoring skills were not very good, and his needlework was a little distorted.
"Where did you see it?"
"It's in our Taoist temple. Why, don't give up. I'll take you to see it."
"good."
Ding Xuan followed the two of them and walked towards the inside of the Taoist temple. He found that the Taoist temple had an extra attic. After entering, he saw the portraits hanging on the wall.
After looking at it for a while, Taoist Master Dingxuan confirmed that it was indeed him who was painted in the portrait. However, the image of himself in the painting was in the courtyard of Chinese bones, and he was wearing noble Taoist robes. There was indeed a big gap between his appearance and his current appearance.
But the veteran has to admit that he in the portrait looks more like the master of one view.
"Okay, now you have seen the immortal master's portrait, you can go."
"Master, it's obvious..."
Dawu also recognized Lao Dao in the portrait, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Lao Dao interrupted him.
"Immortal Master Dingxuan is indeed an extraordinary person. The old Taoist should not have such false intentions, so I will say goodbye."
After saying that, the old Taoist signaled his apprentice not to say anything with his eyes, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Taoist temple.
"Master, it's clearly you in that painting, why do you still say that you are fake?" After leaving the Taoist temple, Dawu finally couldn't help it anymore and asked a question.
"Even if I explain this to my teacher, these two people won't believe it, so why bother to argue with these two people and leave?"
The old Taoist explained that naturally he would not tell his apprentice, it was all due to vanity. Looking at himself in the portrait, he was really embarrassed to say in front of others that the person in the painting was him.
"Let's go, where are we going, master?"
"Go find that bastard Lin Ye."
The old Taoist had completely come to his senses now, and said that he was his disciple and had the money to cultivate Qingfeng Temple in such a major way. There was no one else but Lin Ye.