Chapter five hundred and forty-four: down the mountain is the rivers and lakes
Xuanxie held the little monk's small hand with his big hand and looked at the little monk beside him. Xuanxie felt that the most unfortunate person in the world might not be himself or his brother who never broke through to the Xuantian realm, but the person in front of him.
No precepts.
Wu Jie followed closely behind Xuan Xie, and the two figures, one large and one small, slowly disappeared from the martial arts training ground.
People know that if they wait until the next time these two people come to the martial arts training ground, they don't know when it will be. There are only two monks in Qingshan Temple, one is Xuanxie, the other is Xuanzheng, and there will be one more Wujie in the future.
The third elder also looked at the backs of these two people. Compared to these two people, he was indeed a bit luckier.
After a moment, the third elder sighed helplessly, then turned around and walked towards his own fasting room.
Everyone looked at the back of the third elder. It seemed that the third elder's departure this time was a bit desolate. People also knew that if they wait until the next time they see the third elder again, they don't know when it will be.
Today, the martial arts training ground of Qingshan Temple seems to be more lively than every day. The competition between the three elders, Wujie Xuanxie, can be said to be extremely exciting, but for some reason, it still feels a bit desolate when it ends.
After a while, everyone in the martial arts training ground also left one after another.
People were talking in groups about what happened in the martial arts training ground today.
These people can't understand Xuan Xie's story, nor can they understand the sadness in the hearts of the three elders who will never be called a warrior monk, and no one seems to be able to understand the brother that the young monk Wu Jie misses in his heart.
Everyone only knows that of these three people, one is the past of Qingshan Temple, the other is the future of Qingshan Temple, and the third one is sandwiched between these two people and will never find his place.
This is how Jianghu is originally.
There are some things that you can only understand if you have experienced them yourself. Other people's stories are still other people's stories after all. No matter what others say or tell, you will never be able to understand how much pain there is in it.
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The little monk followed Xuan Xie quietly, with tears on his face.
"You said you've been crying for a long time, stop crying..." Xuanxie turned to look at the little monk and shouted helplessly.
"I want to cry, why don't you let me cry?" the little monk imitated Xuanxie's tone and shouted with his mouth raised.
"You're a man, why are you crying all the time? Are you a big girl?" Xuanxie shouted at the top of his lungs.
When the young monk heard this, he was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked Xuanxie: "Master Xuanxie, is the big girl's butt white?"
"What did you say?" Xuanxie's eyes widened and his tone was very shocked.
"Did I say the big girl's butt is white?" the young monk repeated.
"Why did you think of asking me this?" Xuanxie laughed and stretched out his hand to scratch his head.
"All the monks from Qingshan Temple have said that you are the only one who has seen the big girl's butt, and the others have never seen the big girl's butt. Is there any difference between Master Xuanxie's big girl's butt and my master's butt?
?Why does everyone want to see the big girl’s butt?” the little monk continued to ask.
"It's not bad, the big girl's butt is definitely better-looking than your master's butt." Xuanxie replied helplessly.
"Really? What's so good about a butt? If you have a chance, Master Xuanxie, can you take me to see the big girl's butt?" The little monk stretched out his hand and scratched his head and continued.
"You want to see the big girl's butt?" Xuanxie was stunned for a moment after hearing this, his eyes were very surprised. He didn't expect that the little monk would say such a thing to him.
"Yes, they all want to see the big girl's butt, why can't I want to see it?" the little monk said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Xuanxie looked at the little monk and was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to touch the little monk's head, and said with a smile: "That big girl's butt is not something you can see if you want to, let me tell you
Ah, I was spanked a lot just because I wanted to look at the big girl’s butt, right?”
"Then why did Uncle Xuanxie want to look at someone's butt?" The young monk stretched out his hand and scratched his head and asked in a very serious tone.
Xuanxie smiled helplessly and looked at the little monk not knowing how to answer this question, because he had the same idea as the little monk when he saw the big girl's butt. Xuanxie was just curious about why others wanted to see the big girl's butt.
So Xuanxie went to see it, but after taking a look, he was pinned down
After being beaten on the ground, Xuanxie did not resist at first, because Xuanxie knew that if he fought back, these people would not survive, so Xuanxie did not fight back, but now thinking about the beating he received, he still felt aggrieved.
I didn’t see anything, and even if I did, I didn’t think it was anything interesting.
But since that incident, Xuanxie's status among the young monks of the same age has instantly risen a lot. Many monks gathered around Xuanxie and asked what the big girl Xuanxie's butt looked like. Xuanxie always said
With a slight smile, Xuanxie relied on a big girl's butt to trick many young monks into going down the mountain to steal chicken legs for him to eat, so later the young monk felt that he deserved the beating that time.
"Uncle Xuanxie, why didn't you say anything? Have you never seen the big girl's butt? I knew you were bragging just now!" the little monk curled his lips and shouted.
"Nonsense, why am I bragging? When I get the chance, I will take you down the mountain and show you something more interesting than a big girl's butt." Xuanxie shouted loudly with his eyes wide open.
"Really?" the little monk shouted in surprise with his eyes widened.
"Of course, of course." Xuanxie nodded, turned to look at the young monk, and couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "You have been in Qingshan Temple for so long and you haven't come down the mountain yet, right?"
"Don't talk about going down the mountain. I come to Qingshan Temple very rarely. I can only come out twice on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. The rest of the time I spend all the time practicing martial arts with my master on the mountain." The young monk said that he seemed a little aggrieved here, his face
His expression was somewhat complaining.
"You haven't even gone down the mountain. That's really pitiful. Just wait for the two of us to find your master now. I'll tell your master that you can just follow me from today on..." Xuanxie Da
He replied with a smile.
After hearing this, the young monk was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Xuanxie, curled his lips and said: "My master will definitely not agree. My master said that I am going to compete with the little Taoist priest from Qiqingguan. When the time comes, I will
If I lose, I will be embarrassed, so I can't lose in the competition with the little Taoist priest..."
"Martial arts competition? What martial arts competition?" Xuanxie asked.
"I don't know what the martial arts contest is. Anyway, it's a martial arts contest with the little Taoist priests from Qiqingguan. My master has promised me that as long as I can beat the little Taoist priests from Qiqingguan, I can go down the mountain. If I lose, I will
You can't go down the mountain..." The young monk looked down at his feet and replied absently.
"Oh, it turns out that this is a competition between Buddhism and Taoism, which happens once every ten years. Last time our Qingshan Temple lost, we should probably win this time!" Xuanxie said slowly.
"Did we lose last time?" The little monk turned to Xuanxie and asked.
"Lost!" Xuanxie nodded.
"Can I win this time?" the little monk continued to ask.
"You ask me where I can go, and I'm not you?" Xuanxie replied with a curled lip, then turned to look at the little monk and continued: "But, I think you are still very powerful, you can actually do it
If you fight against the third child, you should not lose!"
"Really?" There was a bit of excitement in the little monk's eyes, and then he jumped up and said: "It would be great if I could win. I can go down the mountain. I heard the water purifier brother said that there are many places at the foot of the mountain.
It’s fun, it has everything, it’s much more fun than our Qingshan Temple!”
"Well, Yamashita is really good." Xuanxie nodded.
"What is there at the foot of the mountain, Uncle Master?" the young monk blinked and asked curiously.
"What's at the bottom of the mountain?" Xuanxie was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and whispered: "There is everything you want to see at the bottom of the mountain!"
"Really?"
"Really, there are mountains at the bottom of the mountains, some are not at the bottom of the mountains, some are not at the bottom of the mountains, and there are rivers and lakes down the mountains!"
"Jianghu!"
The young monk repeated that this was the first time he heard this name.