Mr. Zhang did not interrupt, but listened with his ears pricked up. He has extensive experience in dealing with women and knows that before he succeeds, he must not violate a woman's thoughts in person, otherwise it will easily arouse the other party's resentment.
Several female disciples from Wenqing Valley had no good solution. They were in the Xia Kingdom and next to the mountain gate of the Buddhist temple. The danger was very high. What could they do? They were based on their friendship with each other.
I hurried here in a hurry, but when I got to the place, I realized that I was really helpless. Although I had planned to break into the mountain to rob it, I don't know how likely it is to succeed.
Senior Sister Zheng regretted in a low voice: "If I had known that the abbot of this temple was a Bodhisattva, we should have informed the master in advance and asked the elders in the temple to come together to save people. If we look for him now, we don't know if it will be too late.
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The biggest support now is Mr. Zhang’s uncle, Mr. Zhang from Longhu Mountain. I just hope he can arrive earlier. As for tomorrow, everyone is waiting, so just wait.
Mr. Zhang gently comforted the two female cultivators Cao and Zhuang who were surrounding him, coaxing them until their sadness gradually disappeared. Just as he was about to turn to Zhou Yumo to relieve the beauty, his expression suddenly changed, and a little white light appeared.
Copying it in his hand, he smiled and said: "Uncle's flight message is here."
Several beauties looked over expectantly, and even Zhou Yumo was very eager. If Master Zhang could come, all problems would be solved! As for whether Master Zhang can defeat the abbot of the Bodhisattva Realm of Qukong Temple,
No one wants to think about it. He is a hundred times better than the yellow-crowned monks like himself, right?
Mr. Zhang received the flying talisman and slapped it into his forehead in a dashing way. Then he was stunned. His uncle, who had always been very kind to him and almost always responded to his requests, only sent back a very decisive message: "You evildoer, come back!"
I was puzzled in my heart, but I didn't dare to show it on my face. I smiled and said, "My uncle said that there is about to be a big war over there at Baima Mountain. Now I have nothing to do. When the war is over, I will come here as soon as possible."
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Cao Zhuang asked anxiously: "How long will it take? Three days? Or five days?"
Mr. Zhang said apologetically: "After all, state affairs are of paramount importance. It's really hard to say. Let's wait and see what else we can do before uncle comes." As he spoke, he began to think hard about how to get out as soon as possible without letting a few people suffer.
A beautiful woman, especially Zhou Damei, notices something is wrong.
Cao Zhuang was still anxiously calculating when the upcoming battle in Baima Mountain would end, but Zhou Yumo and Senior Sister Zheng already understood what this reply meant. Zhou Yumo was extremely disappointed, and Senior Sister Zheng said with contempt in her heart: "
fraud".
Zhao Ran had a good sleep. He had not been close to women for so many years. Suddenly, he found a beautiful woman overnight. He felt very satisfied. When he woke up, it was already bright. Although it was already past breakfast time, as a
The abbot's distinguished guest would definitely not let him go hungry. Monk Liao Yuan from Yunshuitang personally brought a large bowl of fragrant and delicious noodles for Zhao Ran to eat to his full stomach.
After eating, Zhao Ran asked Na Liao Yuan: "I wonder where Master Mingjue is?"
Monk Liao Yuan had already received the abbot's instructions and immediately said: "Senior brother Mingjue has been chanting sutras and practicing since last night. The abbot said it was best not to disturb him."
Yesterday, Mingjue and Song Yuqiao had an argument in the forbidden room and got angry. Zhao Ran was at the scene at the time. Unexpectedly, he was still chanting sutras now. Could it be that the situation was serious? He couldn't help but asked with concern: "Is Master Mingjue okay?"
Na Liao Yuan clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "My Buddha is merciful. The abbot said that senior brother has got an opportunity. It may be a good opportunity to see through..."
Zhao Ran was speechless, such a quarrel can break through the realm, no wonder there are so many people practicing Buddhism. Huh? By the way, why are there so many people who have achieved enlightenment and broken through the realm around me in the past two days?
"Donor Cheng, the abbot has given instructions. If Donor Cheng has anything to do, you can go to the abbot's room. He will be waiting there..."
Zhao Ran said "Oh" and said mischievously: "I'm fine, can I go down the mountain? Master, please say goodbye to the abbot for me, and I won't disturb you."
Liao Yuan was stunned: "This..."
Zhao Ran secretly laughed, the Liaoyuan monk's city was not deep, and he could get the clues with just one try. He was determined, and he said haha: "I'm just joking, master. Don't mind, master. Come on, let's go to the abbot for tea!"
Monk Liao Yuan smiled dryly and touched the beads of sweat on his forehead. He did not dare to say anything more and led Zhao Ran to the abbot's room.
The abbot had already made tea. He asked Zhao Ran to sit down and extended his hand to signal: "Donor Cheng, this is a wild tea grown in the mountains behind Lao Na. It is slightly bitter. Donor Cheng is well-informed, so please taste it."
Zhao Ran picked up the tea cup and saw that the tea was green and beautiful. He sniffed it and found that it exuded a different aroma, so he sipped half the bowl in one gulp. A strong bitterness burst out of the tea after entering his mouth, stimulating the entire tongue.
Most people would probably just spray it, but Zhao Ran drank too much Kuding tea and bitter coffee before traveling through time, and was very accustomed to similar bitter tastes. After swallowing it, he felt the sweet taste, as if he had returned to a long time ago.
He smacked his lips and praised: "So bitter! So sweet!"
The abbot smiled and said: "What is suffering? It is caused by oneself and others, and it is caused by nothing. It is said that suffering is not the same as the result. The successful donor can recognize the happiness in suffering, and he is a person with Buddha nature."
Zhao Ran thought to himself, he was obviously talking about taste, what kind of life do you insist on talking about, could it be a professional habit? Suddenly he realized that the old abbot said that he had Buddha nature! He was immediately frightened, and carefully observed his words and said: "Master, I
There is still a big family in the Ming Dynasty who has no ties to this world..."
The old abbot was happy: "Although the donor has Buddha nature, he has no connection with the Buddha. Don't worry, I don't dare to keep the donor here."
Hearing the old abbot's statement, Zhao Ran felt relieved and hurriedly climbed up the pole: "Actually, Cheng feels that Miss Song's relationship with Buddha is somewhat lacking."
The old abbot nodded: "Indeed, it's a pity! I knew what I meant to be a benefactor, so it was not impossible to let her go. All promising methods are empty. If it was the old man who was hurt, nothing could be said. But.
The disciple was injured and lost his cultivation. I am the abbot, but there must be justice."
Zhao Ran nodded: "I understand, I understand, what the abbot said is absolutely true."
The old abbot was speechless for a while, thinking that this benefactor was really calm, and then he smiled again, what kind of confrontation should I have with him? Then he said: "If my disciple can continue to improve his cultivation, I won't say anything.
Release him immediately."
Seeing that Zhao Ran still didn't respond, I thought to myself that he really didn't know. He simply made it clear: "I heard that the donor has a close relationship with Tianmatai Temple. I heard that Tianmatai Temple and Jialan Temple were both the pure lands of Xilin Temple in those days.
The lineage has a unique practice and inheritance, among which there is a sect of martial arts called the wheel-turning method of birth and birth. Perhaps it is spread in Tianmatai Temple. I hope that I can become a benefactor and introduce it to the old monk, or I, my disciple, can point me to a new path..."