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Chapter 188: You said that the old man beat you? Nonsense, obviously it was done by the monk

Chang'an City is still peaceful as time goes by!

After practicing Qi in the morning, Qingxiazi Su Yuanlang made herself a pot of strong tea as usual, then sat on the stone steps in front of the door, looking at the high green sky under the eaves, listening to the birds

Like birds competing for food, the sound of chirping came from the Yushitai next door.

He held the tea cup silently, and began to miss Qingwei's Vedic Pestle.

Then, his eyes were attracted by certain scenes taking place in the yard...

I saw circles of blue ripples suddenly appearing in an open space in his yard, as if the open space suddenly turned into water and someone threw a stone somewhere.

"Ouch!"

"Little guy, please don't talk nonsense, will I be afraid of Song Wuji? Impossible, I am doing this to save time when I return to Chang'an..."

Kong Qing carried the little milk cat on his shoulder and held a blue stone in his hand, which suddenly appeared in the middle of the blue ripples.

Boom!

A pebble fell from the sky and hit him on the head.

Kong Qing turned his head and looked around with a confused look on his face. He saw that the yard was empty except for an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard holding a cup of tea and looking at the sky with a deep look on his face, just like when he usually came here.

Seen the same.

Kong Qing blinked and looked towards the sky with a confused expression...

"No need to look blindly!"

Qingxiazi, who was sitting on the stone steps, was holding a teacup and said without squinting.

"The stones were thrown from the Yushitai. It seems to be in retaliation for the monks' attack on the Yushitai."

Kong Qing touched his head with his hand, looking depressed.

These people at Yushitai went too far. It was obviously a monk who attacked them, but they actually got angry with the Taoist priests and even threw stones here. You think it would hit flowers and plants...

No, this has already hit children like me, so don’t mention flowers and plants.

So the next moment, Kong Qing took out a Skanda pestle from his sleeve.

"Master Qingxia, when Xiaodao went to Dunhuang, he found that this Skanda pestle seemed to have absorbed some strange power, and then underwent some changes. However, Master Qingxia has little talent and knowledge. Please give it a try, Master Qingxia!"

"Yeah?"

Qingxiazi replied slowly, put down the tea cup, took the Skanda pestle from Kong Qing's hand, raised it carefully, looked up and down, and then nodded.

"It's indeed a little different!"

Whoosh!

Following the words, Qingxiazi waved the Skanda pestle with one hand, and instantly a storm surged, and a translucent Sketch Dharma image that was two or three stories high appeared in the air.

I don't know whether it's because the quality of the Skanda Pestle is a bit poor, or because Qingxiazi doesn't know how to use it. In short, the image of the Dharma is a bit vague, and only the shape of the Skanda Pestle he is holding in his hand is relatively clear.

Then, Kong Qing saw Qingxiazi shake the Skanda Pestle in her hand, and the Skanda Dharma image in the air instantly raised the Skanda Pestle with both hands, and smashed it down at the Yushitai next door!

boom!

There was a loud bang and the ground shook!

Smoke and dust rose again from the Yushitai next door, mixed with a lot of snowy and painful sounds.

The corners of Kong Qing's eyes twitched.

"It seems that the power has indeed increased compared to the last time, and the most important thing is that the artifacts are alive!"

Qingxiazi looked unconcerned, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him, and curiously touched the Skanda pestle in her hand.

"Now the Skanda pestle enshrined can be regarded as a trance to the gods. As long as the incense continues to be worshiped, the Skanda dharma in this Skanda pestle will become more and more powerful, but..."

Qingxiazi raised his skinny fist and knocked it towards the sky. A huge fist mark shot up into the sky and directly exploded the Wei Tuo image in the air. Then he shook the Wei Tuo pestle in his hand and smashed the Wei Tuo image in the air.

Tuo Faxiang was brought in again.

"...There is a backhand left by Buddhism in this Dharma. If you dare to use this thing against them, they can easily snatch it back from your hands."

As she said that, Qingxiazi turned the Vedic pestle over again, and her skinny fingers touched it inch by inch, stopping at the front end of the handshake.

"That's right, when this Skanda Pestle was being cast, a relic was placed here. It should belong to a monk with good Taoism. It seems that isolating the dragon's energy is not the real purpose of casting this kind of magical instrument in Buddhism.

, it is used to create gods.”

"Creating a god?"

Kong Qing asked doubtfully.

"It's the same thing as the Dharma Protector General you are carrying with you now..."

Qingxiazi glanced at Kong Qing and handed the Wei Tuo pestle back.

"Okay, you'd better put this thing away. If you have a chance to meet someone from Fang Xiandao in the future, you can ask them to help you refine this thing again."

"hehe……"

Kong Qing laughed dryly, took the Skanda pestle and stuffed it into the demon refining pot. With a wave of his hand, a fiery red figure appeared out of nothing and appeared in the air.

He has a handsome appearance, wearing a suit of fiery red armor, carrying a flaming long sword behind his back, and two red-haired babies flickering around him.

King Hengming (Fire Spirit, Level 3):

The Fire Elf is the most warlike and violent among the elves. It can freely control flames and use flames to attack enemies. It has the gift of fire elemental body, which can cause damage to enemies or weapons that attack it in battle.

.

"The old Taoist has told you not to pay too much attention to these external forces. Only your own power truly belongs to you... Huh?"

Qingxiazi scolded Kong Qing over and over again, while casually glancing at King Hengming, and then a somewhat surprised look appeared on her face.

"Why does this guy look familiar? Could he be one of Song Wuji's sons?"

Kong Qing raised his thumb to Qingxiazi with sincerity.

"Zhenren Qingxia is indeed very discerning. His name is Song Xiancheng. He was discovered by Xiaodao in Zhong...Nanshan, so he invited him back!"

"The old Taoist believes that you are the only one who has ghosts..."

Qingxiazi picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Since the old Taoist is in Chang'an, even if Song Xiancheng has some courage, he won't dare to stay in Zhongnan Mountain..."

Before Qingxiazi finished speaking, he heard a clang, and the door of Qingxiazi's courtyard had been kicked open. A somewhat gray-faced official in purple robes rushed in from the outside. Behind him, there were

Followed by a few frightened servants from the Taishi Bureau.

"Zhenren Qingxia, Taoist Priest Qingwei..."

The handymen said with fearful expressions.

"I really can't stop you..."

"No problem!"

Qingxiazi waved her hand.

"You guys go down first!"

"yes!"

After the handymen agreed, they exited the small courtyard.

Seeing the outsider appear, Kong Qing also waved his hand, letting his escort disappear into the air again, and then carefully looked at the purple-robed man who rushed in. He was slightly thinner, with clear eyebrows and a beard.

Neatly trimmed. If his head and face weren't covered in dust, he would be a handsome man.

"Qingxiazi, you have gone too far!"

The purple-robed man who rushed in pointed his finger at Su Yuanlang, his whole body shaking with anger.

"How dare you openly attack my Yushitai..."

"Attacking your Yushitai?"

Su Yuanlang held the tea cup and took a sip with a calm expression.

"Why did Xiao Zhongcheng say this? The old Taoist can't understand..."

After hearing Su Yuanlang's words, Kong Qing looked at the purple-robed man again, with a look of sudden realization on his face.

Oh, it turns out that this is Xiao Yu and Xiao Zhongcheng, who was later scolded by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty and said, "If you want to be a monk, go and become a monk!"

"You don't understand...you..."

Xiao Yu didn't expect that Qingxiazi would deny it, and he became even more angry and frustrated.

"Qingxiazi, do you dare to swear to God that you didn't do what just happened?"

"If, Xiao Zhongcheng, you are talking about the Dharma of Skanda Bodhisattva of Buddhism in the sky,"

Qingxiazi held the teacup and said unhurriedly.

"That's right, it was indeed me who broke it."

"Of course that thing must be smashed!"

Before Xiao Yu could speak, Kong Qing on the side had already stood up, shaking his whisk, and shouted sharply.

"These bald men from the Hu Sect actually dare to place their evil gods in the sky above the Imperial City of the Tang Dynasty and attack the official offices of the Tang Dynasty. This is simply too much bullying, and it is intolerable! If you don't even break such things, how can you still do it?

Do you want to keep it for the New Year?”

With that said, Kong Qing took a step forward and saluted Xiao Yu.

"Master Qingxia has decided to go to the palace to report to His Majesty the crazy behavior of these monks. Since you, Xiao Zhongcheng, are the master of suffering, please ask Xiao Zhongcheng to assist Master Qingxia and make sure these monks pay the price."

Xiao Yu blinked, looking a little dazed!

Wasn't it Qingxiazi who attacked them? Why did he turn into a monk in the blink of an eye...

"how……"

Seeing Xiao Yu's stunned look, Kong Qing understood in his heart.

Xiao Yu probably didn't recognize that the Dharma image that appeared in the sky was Wei Tuo. He probably thought Qingxiazi had used some means to beat them again.

"Yep!"

Qingxiazi also put down the teacup in her hand and stood up slowly.

"The old Taoist is about to ask the saint to tell him about the Buddhist monk's attack on the imperial city."

"You are waiting for you to spit on others..."

Seeing that even Qingxiazi said this, Xiao Yu gritted his teeth bitterly.

"There is not a single Buddhist in this imperial city. How could this be done by the Buddhists? It was obviously your Taishi Bureau who attacked my Yushitai..."

"Xiao Zhongcheng, please be careful what you say!"

Kong Qing took a step forward, opened his mouth and spoke back without hesitation.

"The Dharma image that was smashed by Master Qingxia just now is indeed Wei Tuo, the evil god of the Hu religion. This is not only our Taishi Bureau, I believe that the Yushitai and other people around us have also seen this. This is not what you, Xiao Zhongcheng, said otherwise.

, Besides, there may be no Buddhists wearing cassocks in the imperial city, but who can guarantee that there are no Buddhists wearing plain clothes?"

Xiao Yu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

"Qingxiazi, just wait, I will definitely test you in front of the saint!"

"hehe……"

Qingxiazi smiled slowly, then leaned over to pick up the teacup on the ground, drank it in one gulp, and waved to Kong Qing.

"Okay, Qingwei, just do whatever you need to do. It's time for me to pack up and go to the Holy See."

"good!"

Kong Qing agreed, turned around and walked towards the door. After taking two steps, he stopped again and took out a document from his arms.

"By the way, Zhenren Su, what's going on in Shazhou..."

"Once it's done, go to the Ministry of Education and Education and report the situation yourself, and then file the documents!"

Qingxiazi said this without looking back.

"Do you still expect an experienced person to help you do this?"


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