Volume 1: The Red Moon Rising Chapter 53: The Enormous Teacher
The handrails were polished and shiny, showing the traces of time. Yang Jiong held the handrails and stepped onto the familiar wooden stairs. As soon as he entered the second floor, he saw Master Daoji sitting on a futon, closing his eyes and chanting sutras.
His thin face was as calm as before, except that the white beard under his chin looked messy.
He walked quickly to Daoji and knelt down in front of Daoji. He kowtowed to Daoji gently and quietly a few times. He looked up again at the master's familiar face, and he still looked so kind. There were short white hairs on his temples, and he looked even more amiable.
Add kindness.
As if telepathic, Daoji opened his eyes. He looked at Yang Jiong with a smile and said, "Here he comes."
Yang Jiong said: "Master, my disciple is here to see you. I am going to travel to the south of Biluo Country. I may not be able to come back for a few years. Please take care of yourself, Master."
"Before I leave, I want to share my experience with the master about the cultivation of consciousness. Ruolan's "Jade Emperor Sutra" is extremely mysterious, and I plan to leave this sutra to the master. After the master cultivates consciousness, it should be easier to break through the heaven and human realm.
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Daoji smiled and said: "I am content to have disciples like you. It doesn't matter whether I can break through the realm of heaven and man. For thousands of years, no one has broken the law that heaven and man cannot exceed a hundred."
"The method of cultivating consciousness you mentioned was tried by me, my fellow apprentices, and several nephews when we were in Lanzhen Temple, but it had no effect. This method varies from person to person, and we don't have the talent of mind like you.
, it’s difficult to get started, you are considered an alien in the world of heaven and humans.”
Yang Jiong said: "Master, I am going to break the Bronze Man Formation. How can the master be responsible for the disciple's mistakes?"
Daoji touched his head out of habit. His hair was more than an inch long. With hair, he looked more handsome.
Daoji said: "The Bronze Man Formation in Qianshan has levels. The highest level of the killing formation is not easy to survive even in the Heavenly Realm. I am an old man and don't have many years left, so I can do something for you. That's it."
If you can handle the pressure a bit, just relax."
Yang Jiong couldn't help but lay on Daoji's lap and cried, and his idea of breaking the Bronze Man Formation became more and more determined. Daoji seemed to see through his heart and comforted: "You are the only celestial being in our Longteng Kingdom's Buddhism.
Your reputation is extremely useful to Longteng Buddhism and the country's government."
"If you return to secular life with great fanfare, will the emperor agree? Will tens of thousands of monks in the 108 temples across the country agree? Not to mention the distance, the elders of Bailan Temple in front of you,
The court guards are still gathering, preparing to write to Zhao Junan, asking the emperor to clear your name."
Yang Jiong said harshly: "What can they do if they don't agree? It's reasonable and legal for me to break the Bronze Man Formation and leave the mountain. I don't believe there is anyone in this world who can do anything to me?"
"You are in the realm of heaven and human. Ordinary innates can't do anything to you. But what about the ten ultimate innates? Besides, you are no longer alone. You have a family and relatives."
"They can't do anything to you. What about your family and your friends? You are with Zhao Xiangyi, the only daughter of King Ruyang. The emperor can't do anything to you, but he can do something to King Ruyang."
"My teacher kicked you out of the door in advance. No one can find an excuse, let alone a reason to embarrass you. Silly boy, my teacher knows your intentions, and you want to clear my name. I, a dying old man, want those things
What’s the use of a false name?”
The corners of Yang Jiong's eyes were moist, and Qi Ji sensed that there was an innate realm coming behind him.
The person who came over was Senior Brother Fa Ming. He saluted Daoji and said to Yang Jiong: "Junior brother, what uncle did is right. You can pass through the Bronze Man Formation, but after all the hard work of uncle, you can pass."
It was all wasted."
"Uncle Master is a highly respected leader of Longteng Buddhism. He has taken this matter upon himself to minimize the impact. Even though you have reached the realm of gods and humans now, there are still many things in this world that cannot be solved by martial arts alone.
.Junior brother, do you understand how much your uncle loves and cares for you?"
Yang Jiongheshi said Amitabha to Fa Ming and said: "Brother, this is the last time I talk to you in the manner of a Buddhist disciple. Please take good care of Master, I will come back as soon as possible, maybe I can find a breakthrough for you.
Please take care of yourself, master and senior brother."
Daoji reluctantly warned: "Disciple, your idea of going to Biluo Country is very good. Leave Longteng Country for a while and come back after the storm subsides."
Yang Jiong burst into tears, ran down the stairs quickly, picked up Zhao Xiangyi who was sitting on the steps and walked straight out of Bailan Temple.
He walked very fast, and Zhao Xiangyi followed behind him panting, not daring to speak for fear of making him even more sad.
After leaving the city, it was dark and it was very inconvenient to travel at night. Zhao Xiangyi shook Yang Jiong's hand and said: "Husband, it's already dark. Why don't we rest in the city for one night and set off to the south to Biluo Country tomorrow?
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It’s very far away, let’s hurry there slowly, don’t rush now, okay?”
Looking at her expectant eyes, Yang Jiong instantly turned the steel into soft fingers.
When we arrived at the city gate, the city gate was closed. Yang Jiong called a few times, and a primary school student lazily opened the small hole on the door, looked at him a few times, and asked lazily: "It's so late, what's the matter?"
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Yang Jiong said: "Please do me a small favor, General. My wife and I got lost outside and came back late. I won't say much to express my gratitude. I hope the General will accept my kindness." He handed over a piece of silver, which was enough for one or two.
The principal's eyes lit up, he took the silver, weighed it in his hand, opened the city gate a crack, and urged: "Come in quickly, it won't be good if the boss finds out."
Yang Jiong pulled Zhao Xiangyi into the city gate and walked inside. The primary school student went to close the city gate, only to hear someone shouting in the distance: "Don't close the city gate, there is another person."
The last character was drawn out very long, and before the sound stopped, a rider had already arrived in front of the city gate. A strong wind blew against his face, causing the small school boy to stagger backward.
The principal said angrily: "Who are you? Aren't you afraid of being beheaded if you dare to break through the city gate?" He glared at him.
The man on the horse had dismounted and was covered in dust. He threw a money bag to the primary school and said, "I'm sorry for disturbing you." After saying that, he led the horse and walked into the city.
The principal weighed the money bag, feeling heavy and happy in his heart. When he opened it and took a closer look, he saw that it contained twenty or thirty copper coins, which was a huge difference from Yang Jiong's one or two silver coins in front of him. He looked at the man and cursed in a low voice: "
Poor guy."
Yang Jiong and Yang Jiong were walking in front, and they heard the voice of the person behind them sound a little familiar, so they looked back.
This person was really an acquaintance. He was the "cow shit" who cried and looked for other flowers a few days ago when he saw that Zhao Xiangyi had no hope with him.
"Niu Shi" also saw Yang Jiong and Zhao Xiangyi, his eyes lit up for a moment, and then darkened again.
The flower in front of me was so delicate and fresh that it must have been picked countless times by this "cow dung" who had just returned to secular life. For someone as miserable as me, it was not easy for me to see a flower, but it was a famous flower that had its owner.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He led the horse and walked past Yang Jiong and the two of them, with a dark face and unblinking eyes. For the first time in his life, he truly turned a blind eye to a beautiful woman.