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Chapter three hundred and thirty seventh shadow drifting

Early morning, Lianfa Peak in Lushan Mountain.

On a rugged mountain road, He Qifeng, Zhang Cuilu and other nine people, each carrying a load of blue jade, were walking step by step on the dew-covered stone path.

The sun has not yet come out, but there still seems to be a touch of cold moonlight hidden in the sky. The auspicious clouds filled with the fragrance of Buddha also seem to be sleeping and very lazy. The morning in various temples among the mountains, flowers and deep trees

The class hasn't started yet, but the occasional chirping of birds adds to the tranquility of the moment.

Suddenly, He Qifeng, the leader, suddenly lifted off the heavy burden on his shoulders, and sat down on a boulder on the roadside out of breath. Zhang Cuilu, who followed closely behind, looked at He Qifeng in embarrassment, "Brother He, hurry up!

Get up. If the mountain patrol brothers see you, you will inevitably be reprimanded."

"I don't accept it!" He Qifeng said bitterly, "We are monks above the third level of mortal world after all. Why should we be allowed to work hard from dawn to dusk, and call it a good name to sharpen our minds?"

His low roar sounded particularly loud in the quiet valley. Before Zhang Cuilu could speak again, two figures had already flown over from the peak in front, stepping on the auspicious clouds, monks' robes fluttering, and nine figures on their heads.

The incense scar is neat and strict, and a large ink-colored "jie" character on the chest is particularly eye-catching under the 108 golden nanmu Buddhist beads.

"Wufeng, are you roaring just now?" The two monks were condescending. One of them looked at He Qifeng, who had abandoned his burden and was sitting on the roadside with an angry look on his face, and asked coldly.

At first, He Qifeng, Zhang Cuilu and others were regarded as the Xuanyingmen killers who committed crimes in Yunhai, Lushan, and were detained in Qingjing Peak. Fortunately, Liu Bowen, Master Yuanfa and others came forward to try to rescue them. After that, these nine people were arrested by Yuan

Master Dharma took him in at Lianfa Peak. Lianfa Feng was a Buddhist monk.

The place where it is located is the first among the six peaks to open the way to the sky beyond the sky. If He Qifeng and the other nine people want to stay in Lianfa Peak for a long time, according to the rules of who knows where, the nine people must worship Buddhism. It is said that

Still out of consideration for the kindness of Pasiba, Master Yuanfa, Shi Hai, and Wuxu.

Nine people, He Qifeng and Zhang Cuilu, experienced the incident at Qingjing Peak and realized that there was no place for them in the vast sea of ​​clouds. When they arrived at Lianfa Peak, Zhang Cuilu passed on the Dharma through Wuxu Dianhua and became interested in Buddhism. He Qifeng and others

because

Because of the Mandala Heavenly Sword Formation I cultivated, I also realized that I should belong to Buddhism. So, under the guarantee and auspices of Master Yuanfa, I became a registered disciple of the Buddhist Lotus Dharma Peak, which is regarded as the so-called Hualien Miaofa Sect Wuxu

One lineage.

Who knows, Buddhism is said to be pure, but there are many precepts and rules on Lotus Dharma Peak. After the nine people worshiped into Buddhism and became registered disciples of Lotus Dharma Peak, they were called to a main hall and were led by a person.

The monk who sat upright, with a straight face and lowered eyebrows, talked about the precepts and rules for three hours. The nine people endured it and listened respectfully, and finally reached Master Yuanfa.

The Daxiangguo Temple in Xixi had been quiet for a few days. Someone else summoned the nine people on the orders of Shi Hai. Shi Hai, who regarded himself as an inner disciple of Hualien Miaofa Sect, gave the nine people names after giving them a scolding.

He Qifeng was given the Dharma name "Wufeng", Zhang Cuilu was given the Dharma title "Wulu", and so on, all of them became Wuzi generation and received the Dharma name Wu.

At this moment, the "Wufeng" one of the two mountain patrol brothers above the clouds called was none other than He Qifeng. He Qifeng stood up and was about to speak when Zhang Cuilu below said hurriedly, "Two brothers,

This sapphire stone is extremely heavy. A small basket weighs no more than a thousand kilograms, and it requires no spiritual power."

Before he finished speaking, another voice came from the clouds, neither sad nor happy, "Wulu, on the Lotus Dharma Peak, I, a registered Buddhist disciple, carry a load of green jade, just to sharpen my mind and wash away the worldly world."

Zhang Cuilu put up a palm with one hand, "Wulu understands. Please forgive me for what happened today."

"Wu Lu, the elders sent me and my two men to pay attention to you and the other nine people. They are considering that you are deeply trapped in karmic obstacles and find it difficult to appreciate the compassion of our Buddha."

"This entrance test is so disrespectful. Even if you are lucky enough to become inner disciples in the future, when will you be able to break through the mortal world and achieve enlightenment?"

..

Bi Lanlan, He Xiaohua and others saw that these two people were like green-headed flies in a latrine, pricking the ground above their heads and buzzing, and they could no longer hold back the sullenness and anger in their hearts for the past few days, so they looked at each other.

Shake off all together

With the burden on his shoulders, he used his spiritual power to unleash the White Bone Sword. He Qifeng also shouted loudly and charged towards the two men. Zhang Cuilu wanted to say something to stop her, but it was too late. She watched for a moment and had no choice but to draw her sword.

And rise.

Those who can be selected as patrolling Dharma protectors are all those who have excellent cultivation in Buddhist practice, and their cultivation is at least above the seventh level of the mortal world. The path of cultivation is one level higher, one level higher, and the higher you go, the better.

The difficulty was very different. Seeing that the nine people from He Qifeng, whose cultivation was mediocre and could even be said to be lowly, were so angry that they drew their swords at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

How many elders, overtly or covertly, revealed their dissatisfaction with these nine people in front of the two of them. The killers of the Xuanying Sect in the human world actually went to Lushan Lianfa Peak to share the great opportunity and great luck of Buddhism for no reason!. I am looking for trouble.

Without a chance, today they became angry and took action!

The two people put their palms together, and the one hundred and eight specially made golden nanmu Buddha beads on their chests immediately emitted soft Buddha light, supporting circles of protective halos. Until they saw the nine statues of Buddha.

Tianfaxiang was stunned just now.

Before the two men could react, the nine gods of all heavens all held white bone swords. Without any effort, they broke the protective halo of the two men and went straight into the yellow dragon. The cold sword blade revealed the slightest hint of annihilation.

gas.

With an ouch, the two of them looked pale, feeling that an obscure death energy was lurking in their bodies. Then they became furious and their faces turned red. They shouted sternly, "Bold!" One of them was covered in golden light, and even his fists the size of bowls were golden.

, like a downpour, blasting downwards; one person

He took out a thick black long sword and shook away all the white bone swords of everyone. Then, it grew into the wind, like a solitary peak in the clouds. Countless spells flew out from the void at the top of the sword, like a goddess scattering flowers.

, floated down, turned into a giant golden net, and used it as a hood for everyone.

Of these two people, one used the Buddhist Vajra Arhat Fist to fight at close range, and the other used a long sword to cast the Buddhist ghost-killing spell from a distance. Although He Qifeng and others had the advantage in numbers, after all, their cultivation levels were quite different, so they worked together to

It can only be a draw.

The bells tolled loudly and melodiously.

He Qifeng and Zhang Cuilu suddenly felt their hearts sink: "It's getting late, and the morning classes in various temples on Lianfa Peak are about to begin. After fighting with these two people, the fluctuations in spiritual energy have probably spread to many people. If we continue

If I go down, I don’t know what kind of big label I will be slapped on." With this thought in his mind, his hands and feet unconsciously slowed down, and his momentum also weakened.

As soon as the momentum weakened, the offensive and defensive momentum changed. The two mountain patrol brothers had great Buddha light on their bodies, like the rising sun. Their golden fists were like mountain swords, forcing everyone to scatter their sword formations and retreat continuously.

"The sapphire stone in this Jade Buddha Cave contains the breath of the ancient Buddha, and has many effects of calming the mind and exorcising demons. Previously, when you were in the Xuanying Sect in the human world, you strayed into the ghost way and killed countless people. It was an embarrassing enlightenment; now, the elder is especially

I have mercy on you, and I give you a hundred loads of sapphire every day, in order to slowly purify your ghostly aura. It is such an opportunity.

, you have waited until now, but you are still so stubborn! You actually used the ghost method to sneak attack on us!" The monk who had not spoken before raised the black sword with golden light in his hand, and pointed it hard at He Qifeng, Zhang Cuilu and others.

The man swept over, snorted coldly, and lectured heavily.

Everyone felt aggrieved when they saw that the other party refused to give in, refused to let others go, pushed even further, and said, "Let's fight first, fight to get hurt, and capture these two birdmen. Even if they are punished, they will be expelled from Lianfa Peak."

It’s worth it!” The nine people secretly sent a message to discuss, and were about to make another big move.

Unexpectedly, on Lianfa Peak, countless wooden fish sounds and chanting sounds rose into the sky from all directions, causing the clouds and mist in the sky to boil. Under the shining of the red sun, the scene was myriad. Several golden lights flashed, and in the distance there were

Several figures flew towards me.

When Zhang Cuilu, He Qifeng and others saw this, they sighed secretly, looked at each other, withdrew their swords, and flew backwards several meters unwillingly.

Unexpectedly, the speed of the people behind them did not diminish, but they all let out a lion's roar, "You remnants of the Xuanying Sect have not changed their evil intentions and cast evil spells. I will do the following!" Each one of them is like a raging King Kong, protecting the law.

Arhat, the Buddhist magical weapon in his hand glows with golden light, connecting into one piece, like the world-destroying lightsaber of the Tathagata.

Zhang Cuilu, He Qifeng and other nine people, while defending, had to raise the white bone sword in their hands again. The laws of the heavens flashed, and the sword energy of death was above their heads. It was gray and gloomy, and looked like a faint dark cloud from a distance.

"Well, evil heretics, whose nature is hard to change, dare to act arrogant in the Buddhist Holy Land!" The two monks who had previously fought against Zhang Cuilu, He Qifeng and others also took action again.

Feeling the vast and surging spiritual power coming towards them, Zhang Cuilu, He Qifeng and the other nine people could not help but show a look of despair.

At this critical moment, a huge gray sword energy shot out from the sky. It passed silently between the dazzling golden light and the air of death, and drew a separation area several meters wide. Then, there was a sound

The Buddha's trumpet sounded in a low voice, and a young monk with delicate features and fair complexion, with lotus seals on his hands, flew over from a distance.

Zhang Cuilu and others couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw the face of the visitor clearly, and they all saluted respectfully, "See you, Senior Brother Shi Hai!"

He nodded coldly, then turned sideways to the monks on the mountain patrol, and said expressionlessly, "All living beings are equal, and my Buddha is merciful and opens the door to expedients. Brothers and sisters, why do you need to treat me like Hualien Miaofa Sect?"

Wufeng, Wulu and several other outer disciples with low cultivation levels got angry? Spread the word, which only increased criticism."

Shi Hai is now a disciple of Hualien Miaofa Sect, handling the affairs of Lianfa Peak. Although it is just a false name, he is still half a master in the scene, and there is no room for disrespect. What's more, Shi Hai successfully communicated with Na Fanyin a few days ago.

Muyu Zhenling has established communication and contact. These days, he has been in Bailian Jingshe, discussing matters with the Buddhist Zhenling monks who are extremely respected. This is considered the first among the Zhenling monks.

For this reason, when the group of people saw Shi Hai with a stern look on his face, his fingers flexed or extended like swords or halberds, they stopped their hands with a look of fear on their faces. Suddenly, one person exclaimed, "Senior Brother Shi Hai, oh

, Elder Shi Hai, congratulations to the elder for being promoted to a real person!" Everyone present noticed that the auspicious clouds under Shi Hai's feet were of five colors, and within three feet of the surrounding area, there were auras of spiritual energy,

Wandering and dancing, it faintly formed a white lotus. The spiritual energy around him automatically condensed and changed according to the exercises he practiced. This was the unique sign of a monk who further communicated with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and successfully promoted to the level of a real person. Suddenly, the monks patrolling the mountain, and Zhang Cuilu

The others all had envious eyes and congratulatory voices, and the arguments and fights just now disappeared in front of them.

Shi Hai showed a faint smile and said, "No need to be too polite. You are all role models for the younger generation of our Buddhist sect. Over time, when the opportunity comes, you will be like me today." The mountain patrol monks immediately claimed that they were right, clasped their hands and retreated.

.Unexpectedly, one person flew hundreds of meters and suddenly turned back to the middle

Tu was the man who had previously held a black sword and reprimanded Zhang Cuilu and the other nine people. He saluted Shi Hai from a distance and solemnly said, "Elder Shi Hai, what happened just now was not caused by us and Wu Feng and others.

, I have been in Xuanyingmen for a long time, and the techniques I have performed are still full of ghostly energy."

"It's okay, you can watch again," Shi Hai interrupted him. With a slight movement of his right index finger, a trace of sword energy flew up and floated quietly in front of the man, along with the energy of death released by Zhang Cuilu and others' bone swords.

Exactly the same, exactly the same, "This is our sect's White Lotus Relic Dharma, you don't need to be suspicious."

The man sensed it briefly, shuddered, hurriedly clasped his hands, bowed and backed away, and said no more.

Zhang Cuilu and others were about to step forward and express their thanks again, but Shi Hai took off his fingerprints and waved his hands, "If you have anything to do in the future, you can come to Shelian Temple to find me." Then he pointed to the sapphire stones below and said, "This

You don’t need to do the chores of hundreds of loads of sapphire every day, I will explain it myself.”

Then, Shi Hai took a step and flew towards the main peak of Lotus Law Peak. The nine people were grateful, but there was no need to elaborate.

Outside Haoran Peak, there is Zhengqi Island.

A middle-aged man, wearing a bloated jacket, hesitant face, dull eyes, empty steps, walking aimlessly on the street, sometimes smiling bitterly, sometimes sighing, just like those people in the world and in the capital who have tried and failed.

In the middle, there is an unappreciated Qiu Shi.

People were walking in a hurry on the street. This middle-aged man had been distracted several times, bumped into people, or was rushing to avoid a gorgeous car, and bumped into a solid wall. He was unkempt, with a bruised face and a swollen nose.

He became angry and began to curse out the obscene words that had been buried deep in his heart for many years. He cursed like this and broke into a restaurant. Outside.

Facing two doormen, he was about to step forward to stop him, but unexpectedly, this man took out a token from his sleeve like a magic trick, waved it at the two doormen, and sneered, "See clearly, this is

Haoran Peak Xianru Ling!" Then, he ducked behind the two stunned doormen, hummed a country song, Shi Shiran, and wandered into the restaurant.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar entered the restaurant, looked around, hesitated for a moment, walked across the hall to disperse, and walked calmly toward the private room upstairs.

After a while, a table of wine and food was placed in front of the middle-aged man. A waiter from the third level of the mortal world stood aside respectfully and with a smile on his face. The middle-aged man knew what was interesting and poured the food in one breath.

After drinking a lot of green cypress wine, he took out a handful of earthy elixir from his arms and threw it directly without looking at it. It was regarded as a consumption for future generations and a reward for this life. This herb

, not more than half a foot tall, with sparse branches and leaves, slightly yellow in color, and has no merit other than a refreshing fragrance; but the waiter's eyes lit up, he looked at it carefully, then carefully put it away, and then hurried up.

Then he filled the cup in front of the man, and then said with a smile, "Thank you sir, I will be waiting outside. If you have any orders, just call me."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and waved his hand in a reserved manner, but his heart felt like bleeding. He finally got this elixir on Haoran Peak today, but unexpectedly, he gave it to the dog! That's all.

Forget it, since Liu Bowen of Haoran Peak won't take me in, the elixir I picked from sheep on Haoran Peak doesn't matter whether it's rare or not.

He calmed down a little and began to enjoy the food and wine on this table. He ordered a table full of good wine and food in one go. Halfway through the meal, he felt a little full and a little drunk. He was bored, or rather

He leaned against the window dejectedly, looking out at the endless flow of pedestrians on the street below. After a while, he breathed the smell of alcohol and chanted, "Everyone in the world is prosperous, and everyone is here for profit."

"All the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit." After chanting, he raised his legs, grabbed a chicken leg on the table, gnawed the skin, and threw the meat and bones out of the window. Suddenly, outside

From below, roars could be heard. The restaurant was very high, and there were many windows on the side facing the street. It was a headless case of a chicken drumstick being smashed on the head. What can you do to me? This middle-aged man sat back at the table with a smile.

After dusk, the moon rises above the willow trees. This middle-aged man has been eating and drinking since noon, and he has just wiped out a table of food and wine. He stood up and stretched out the window with his oil-stained hands.

, raised the last glass of wine, and chanted like a shout, "Raise your glass to the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows!"

After finishing the last glass of wine under the moonlight, the middle-aged man walked out of the private room drunkenly, squinting, holding on to the stairs, and staggered to the hall. Without saying a word, he took out the virtuous and Confucian order,

Throw it at the oncoming restaurant waiter,

Then he fell to the ground and walked out, while saying vaguely, "This piece of Haoran Peak Xian Confucian Order will be used as a drink tonight." After that, in front of the dumbfounded restaurant waiters, he swaggered and hummed.

Wild little song, fly away.

Drunk and blown by the evening breeze, the middle-aged man left the restaurant and walked only a few hundred steps before he could no longer hold himself up. In front of a high-rise mansion, he slowly fell to the ground along the wall, first half-kneeling,

Then he fell down on all fours like a dog and vomited.

The next day, when he struggled to open his eyes, the dazzling sunlight made him turn his head away in pain.

"Come here, bring me some jasmine tea to sober up the alcohol." A deep and upright voice sounded.

An alluring fragrance came, and in a daze, a young woman walked to the bedside and lifted her up slightly. Another young woman held a sky blue teacup with a white cloud in her hand, and carefully brought it to her lips.

.This middle-aged man endured the pain in his head and forcefully opened his eyes.

Sure enough, they were two maids who were as beautiful as flowers. In front of them, there was an old man with simple clothes and a kind face, looking at him with concern. This middle-aged man also had a flexible mind and had read countless people while recalling what he had arrived yesterday.

The ridiculous behavior now, while pillowing on the jade

With his arms, he took a few sips of Beauty's Fragrant Tea with great force, and then jumped up, bowed deeply to the majestic old man, thanked him deeply and said, "Junior Su Ji, thank you for taking me in, senior."

Well, last night I was drunk, dirty and disturbed, I hope you won’t blame me, senior.”

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "When a real man is unhappy sometimes, he gets drunk and sings wildly, vomiting all the things in his heart. This is also a romantic thing that he will envy in the future." After a pause, he added without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, "Listen to your accent, you

I am also from Huainan. It doesn't matter, you can take a short rest. I have some chores that need to be taken care of. Tonight, you and I, an old man and a young man, are strangers in a foreign land, let's talk over wine again." After that, he went out with a smile.

Su Ji was relieved: judging from his accent, he seemed to be from Huainan. He never expected that there could be such a thing in the human drama on Lushan Mountain.

After he drank the jasmine tea, he waved to the two flower-like maids to retreat, calmed down his mind, and fell asleep again. When he woke up, it was already another afternoon dusk. Su Ji stood up and put on his clothes.

The brocade robes had been prepared long ago. Looking around, there were silkworm mosquito nets, huanghuali wooden beds, and a painting of "Ladies with Hairpins" by Zhou Jingxuan of the Tang Dynasty hanging on the wall. At first I thought it was a painting by a master.

It was a masterpiece of imitation, and upon closer inspection, I realized that it was actually an original! And on the desk in front of the window, there was a Shanhai penholder made by the emperor in the world, a foot of Ruyi paperweight, and an incense burner made of a single piece of hollow carving. Can't you see it?

Understand, knowledge is not real, but intuition is an extremely valuable treasure. Su Ji took a deep breath, closed his eyes and sat down, calming his mind, waiting for the evening conversation with the old man over wine.

On the second day, Tao Ran Pavilion, a famous bookstore on Zhengqi Island, had a new young shopkeeper who was specially designed to assist the old shopkeeper in clearing up the accounts and filing them for investigation. Afterwards, almost the entire Zhengqi Island knew that the childless man in Tao Ran Pavilion had no children.

The female old shopkeeper Tong

Xuan adopted a Confucian monk from the same country who went to Mount Lu as his adopted son. It is said that this Confucian monk who was a great scholar in the world in his early years and went to Lushan was very depressed. His name was Su Ji.

With a homophonic pronunciation, everyone calls him secretary.

As the saying goes

He works as a coolie in Lianfa Peak and as a secretary on Zhengqi Island.

When the wind and rain blow away, the mysterious shadow waits for its opportunity.


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