Master Xuanci is a senior master who has attained the Buddhahood and has been at the highest level of the Buddhahood for a long time. His cultivation is so high that it is rare in the world. Even among Buddhists, he is one of the best monks. Especially because of his extraordinary wisdom.
People have always been famous for their calculation ability. They can calculate what will happen in the next few days or even dozens of days just based on clues, and they can often get it right. Among Buddhists, which eminent monk poses the greatest threat to Taoism and causes the most serious harm?
Master Xuanci is definitely ranked among the top three.
Before Guangxin went to Baima Mountain, Master Xuanci happened to have an idea, so he went into seclusion to meditate without knowing it. Otherwise, Guangxin might not have died.
Therefore, Chu Yangcheng admitted that he was no match and wanted to hide in the hut in Chaiyuan. Master Xuanci also believed that this was common sense.
Master Xuanci closed his eyes again and fell into concentration, while Chu Yangcheng still returned his attention to the food on the table, eating slowly one bite after another.
Suddenly, three rays of white light flew up in Chai Yuan, flying towards the three directions of due north, northeast and due west at high speed. However, it was Zhu Qigu who secretly sent out three flying talismans.
Xuanci shook his head, sighed, pointed to the sky with one palm, and gently drew it down. The five white lights were pulled back in the blink of an eye, turning into ashes and falling in the Chai Yuan.
"Qi Gu, you know that this letter cannot be reported, so why do you do this?"
Zhu Qigu smiled brightly and said: "Master, don't be surprised. It doesn't hurt to try. Maybe you were negligent for a moment?"
Xuanci said: "The donors should focus their energy on this Chaiyuan hut. In my opinion, this fence and this hut will still be difficult to crack if the donors go all out. Don't distract him.
Instead, we made a mess of things."
Chu Yangcheng said: "Thank you, Master, for your advice!" Then he said to Zhu Qigu: "Okay, stop fooling around. What kind of person is Master? How can you send this flying talisman?"
Zhu Qigu said lazily: "I know!"
Master Chu Yangcheng and his disciples finished their meal. Tong Baimei continued to feed the deer and chickens. Bi Sangguang made a fire with redwood leaves and hung the packed wild boar far away to smoke. Xiong Haikuo continued to chop wood.
After Zhu Qigu made a pot of tea for Chu Yangcheng, she packed up the dishes and took them to the spring behind the hut to wash them.
Chu Yangcheng carried the teapot, grabbed two cups, wandered to the fence, sat down across the firewood leaf, and asked: "This is the tea I found on the top of Mangshan Mountain. Well, I killed a nearly 10-year-old man there."
The transformed python is called Mang Mountain. It is the fifth peak ten miles away behind the master. You can go and have a look when you have time. The tea tastes really good. Of course, if you don’t like the name Mang Mountain, you can also call it Mang Mountain.
Others..."
With that said, he filled a cup and flew it out of the hut.
Xuanci said "Thank you" and reached out to take the teacup.
At this moment, another dozen points of white light were seen rising into the sky from the mountain spring behind the house, and scattered in all directions.
Xuanci shook his head, took the tea cup calmly, took a sip, and praised: "The fragrance is long and lingering, and the aftertaste is endless. It is indeed a good tea!"
Those ten points of white light exploded into fireworks in the air, and they were all eliminated.
Chu Yangcheng smiled bitterly: "Master, please forgive me, Qiqi has a fun-loving temperament, and now that he is not young, he still hasn't changed." After saying that, he shouted to the back of the room: "I told you not to fool around, Xuanci
The master has reached the point where his heart can move at will, how can your flying talisman escape!"
Zhu Qiqi behind the house said: "Try again, what if it works? It only costs a few dozen taels of silver, are you still distressed?"
Master Xuanci looked at it with a smile, and after a moment he suddenly said: "Have Almsgiver Chu and Qi Gu got married?"
Chu Yangcheng was startled for a moment, then he chuckled: "Master, I'm so excited. It's already late today. I want to go back to the house to rest, so I won't accompany you."
Xuanci put his hands together, Chu Yangcheng stood up and left, took two steps, then turned back and said: "Master is worried about Guangxin's death and can't let it go. I can understand it. But what about the death of my disciple Chang Wanzhen?
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Xuanci was silent for a long time, and said after a long time: "When will the injustice be repaid... So I'm here to put an end to it all."
The sun rose as usual, and a new day arrived. Chu Yangcheng no longer went to chat with Master Xuanci, but moved a small wooden stool to sit by the fish pond and fish.
Zhu Qigu took out the bedding from various huts and hung them up, beating them with a feather duster; Tong Baimei took out the sika deer again and combed the stray hairs with a wooden brush; Bi Sangguang's wild boar had been smoked, and he didn't
Fa went out to hunt and went to Chu Yangcheng to watch his teacher fishing; while Xiong Haikuo continued to chop his seemingly endless pile of firewood.
Master Xuanci was still sitting in lotus position outside Chai Fei, with his hands forming the wisdom seal of Vajra Sun Tathagata, his eyes slightly closed, motionless.
On the second night, the sky above Hengduan Mountain was cloudless, and a bright moon hung high in the sky. The bright moonlight shone in the Chai Yuan, and fell on the white monk robe of Master Xuanci, reflecting a layer of crystal clear
of holy light.
Chu Yangcheng went to the fish pond to collect the fishing rods, placed them leaning against the door of the hut, and said to his four disciples: "Come to my house tonight. Let's get together and talk. It's lively."
So Zhu Qigu washed a large basin of melons and fruits in the mountain spring and brought it to the main house where Chu Yangcheng lived. Several disciples entered Chu Yangcheng's thatched hut one after another.
Tong Baimei also led the sika deer out and brought it into the house.
At this moment, everything was silent, and the silent mountains looked more and more profound under the moonlight. I don’t know when, the faint mountain shadow seemed to tremble slightly. After a while, Xuanci slowly stood up, walked to the chai door, reached out and knocked on the chai door.
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"Tuk-tuk-tuk...tuk-tuk-tuk..."
No one in the courtyard answered, so the old monk moved his hands forward and gently pushed open the wood door.
"Squeaky..."
The old monk entered Chaiyuan and walked to the largest hut where Master Chu Yangcheng and his disciples slept. He sat down again, continued to close his eyes, formed mudra with his hands, and silently recited scriptures.
Inside the hut, the five masters and disciples of Chu Yangcheng were trying their best to resist. Xiong Haikuo had already put away his woodcutter and was concentrating on outputting his magic power. In less than half an hour, his magic power was exhausted.
"Master, I can't hold on any longer!"
Chu Yangcheng nodded, Xiong Haikuo went to the side to rest, and Tong Baimei took over. Xiong Haikuo was relieved immediately, sweating profusely, took out two pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and quickly recovered his power.
Zhu Qigu played two spirit gathering talismans to gather the surrounding spiritual energy to help Xiong Haikuo recover his mana.
As a senior brother, Tong Baimei's realm and magical power are much deeper than Xiong Haikuo's. With him in charge of the hut, he can last much longer than Bi Sangguang and is more stable.
Bi Sangguang waited for a long time. Suddenly he shook his hands and took out a large eagle-backed bow that was taller than himself. He opened the bow like a full moon. From the sound of the bowstring, a golden arrow shot out quickly.