The swing stretched out his hand to pull the birdman, rushing to steal the treasure, but he didn't know that he couldn't pull it back after pulling hard: "Let's go, why are you standing there in a daze?"
Birdman waved his hand and slapped the swing on the head: "Are you stupid?!"
"Hey!? You hit me again!" The swing stopped, "You hit me many times recently, but I didn't fight back. You hit me again! Hit me again! I'll fight with you!"
"You still have the nerve to say that!" Birdman pointed at the woman behind him and said, "Where else do you want to go! Didn't you hear what this grandma said about her name?" The crow directly called "grandma".
"What's her name?" Swing didn't pay attention just now.
"Yunxiao!" Crow shouted.
"Yun~Xiao?" Shuiqian touched his chin and thought for a long time, "It's a nice name. It's the first time I heard it."
"..." Birdman really convinced his stupid girl, who couldn't remember anything except eating. "Idiot, Yunxiao! Yunxiao! The boss of Sanxiao! Yunxiao! The Supreme Golden Immortal will hide away when he sees them.
Sanxiao!"
"What! Then...this...I...you...she..." Swing Qian knelt on the ground and cried loudly, "Woooooo! I'm sorry, Ancestor Yunxiao, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to steal anything, woohoo!"
Woo hoo... Ancestor, don't blame me, it's all the bad things Crow forced me to do, and I'm innocent..." The little fox acted really well, just like a girl who "made a mistake".
"Hehehe." Yunxiao chuckled, "Fellow Taoist Jingwei is right, Mr. Yu and Miss Yu are indeed very interesting."
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Dong Yong and Little Green Riding Hood quickly adapted to life in the Ninth Academy. Every day they either went to the library to study classics or found their mentors to guide their brothers and sisters in practicing the exercises. They lived a very fulfilling life. Dong Yong made rapid progress.
, after all, he is a person with an immortal body. He has eaten a lot of golden elixir spiritual fruits, and he can easily learn any technique. However, Ayong is not proud, because there is someone next to him.
There is a little cuckold who is stronger than him. This kid is super powerful. Not only can he easily learn the exercises, but he can also create his own spells based on them. This level of understanding shocked the instructor. It’s just the little green hat.
Ma really likes to talk, which is very annoying, and he doesn't take things seriously. He can learn the exercises once he learns them, but he always uses them wrongly and often accidentally hurts innocent people (Dong Yong), which is very nerve-wracking.
"Oh, long time no see, Mr. Jade and Sister Jade, where have you been during this time?" That day, the little green hat who had just finished morning class saw the swing and the birdman sitting at the door of his cave, "Oh, how scary!
Why do you two look so tired, as if you are going to die soon? Do you need a little green hat to collect the bodies for you?"
Birdman reluctantly opened his eyes and said, "Ah Qing, you don't know, we almost died of exhaustion."
Zhuqian said: "You still have the nerve to say it. It's all you. When you saw the beauty couldn't move, you had to take the initiative to help repair the remaining souls of the Jiejiao disciples, and you also forced yourself to drive away their hostility even though you clearly didn't want to do it.
You deserve the bad temper. I am the one who is exhausted!"
"How tired are you!" Birdman complained, "You are just maintaining the Nine-tailed Dark Moon Formation, how can it be as hard as mine. Tsk, tsk, tsk... Grandma, I thought those remnant souls were with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
There shouldn't be much karma left after such a long time, who knows... I'm exhausted."
"Oh, you two, the little green hat doesn't understand what you are talking about." The little girl said, "But do you two have anything to do with me? The little green hat is willing to help."
"It's okay, it's okay." The birdman casually threw two pieces of spiritual stones, "These are the items that are commonly used in the Treasure Pavilion Cabinet and the Library Pavilion Cabinet. They can be used in all nine academies of the Sanqing Sect. You and A Yong will be fine together in the future.
Practice here."
"Oh, thank you." The little green hat picked up the Tongxing Lingshi. "It's really good to practice here. The books in the library are very interesting. I like to read them. But the most important thing is to find the master. I can't"
'Forget the original intention'. 'Forget the original intention' is a word that the instructor said yesterday, and I don't know what it means yet."
"Haven't you forgotten your master?" Birdman was speechless. He had found out where the little girl's master was. He had never been here to teach. He lied just to avoid the little cuckold. "You, practice well, and wait for you one day.
If your cultivation reaches Golden Immortal, I will naturally bring your master here to see you."
"Oh, helpful Mr. Yu, are you telling the truth?" the little green hat asked.
"Of course. I am the most trustworthy person, and I have never told lies." Birdman said boldly.
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"Hey? Where has Ayong gone?" Birdman asked.
"Oh, that's it." The little green hat said, "The instructor, who doesn't seem to have a very high level of cultivation but has a strong theoretical knowledge, said that Mr. Dong Yong has accumulated enough spiritual power, but he has too little understanding of magic. He needs to study the magic diligently.
Law books. Mr. Dong Yong has been in the library these days and has not come out for a long time."
"Oh, that's good." Birdman praised, "It seems that Ayong is really determined to make progress."
"Let's go take a look." The swing transformed into a fox and led the bird man and the little green hat towards the library.
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Tang Dynasty.
On this day, Master Xuanzang came to the stage to preach Buddhism. Emperor Li Shimin, along with hundreds of civil and military officials and beauties from the harem, came to Yanta Temple to enjoy the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures. In the temple, there were loud gongs and drums, firecrackers, and red flags.
Zhaozhan, a sea of people, all I can see is: the golden dragon is lying on the heaven and earth, the crane is standing in the square, the noble bird is singing the red cloud, and the heaven is full of fortune. What a grand scene! All the virtues are performed.
The eminent monk was wearing cassocks, folding his hands in a state of mind, chanting the Mahayana sutra around the emperor and all the officials, and the endless energy of salvation emerged... In the center of Yanta Temple, Elder Tang was sitting on the altar holding the sutra, noble and solemn, with the Buddha's light behind his head.
Shining and incomparably sacred, it is exactly this: for ninety-nine kalpas it is difficult to ward off demons, and we must not forget to be reborn in the Dongfang River. If there were no floating people on the river, there would be no true Buddha today.
Let’s not mention the characters in the Dharma Assembly Square for the time being. Let’s just talk about the emperor’s beauties. Naturally, they will not chant sutras in the square. They will all be arranged to eat porridge in the backyard of the temple. Among these beauties, there is a fifth-grade talent, called Wu Mei.
Unlike other concubines, this girl worshiped Buddha and read scriptures only to please the emperor.
He has been interested in Samana since he was a child. This time he had the opportunity to listen to Master Xuanzang reciting the scriptures, and Wu Cai was very happy. While the other concubines were playing in the backyard, Wu Mei quietly came to a deserted place and stepped on a few pieces.
Standing on the stone feet, I looked into the center of the square. I was so lucky that I unconsciously rode up the courtyard wall to listen to the scriptures.
"I, Amitabha, the female donor, must be careful."
Wu Mei was delighted when she suddenly heard the voice of a monk. She was startled and jumped off the courtyard wall. She bent down and picked up a stone and threw it at the fat monk. "Riding on the wall" was absolutely impossible.
It is disrespectful and cannot be known to others.
"Bang!" The stone hit the monk hard on the head, causing blood to splash everywhere. Wu Mei was really a ruthless and decisive woman.
But the fat monk didn't seem to care about the injury on his head and said with a smile: "I am Amitabha, the female donor. Since you envy my Buddha, why don't you go directly to the square to listen?"
Wu Mei stared at this strange monk with some doubts in her heart, "Isn't this going to kill him?" She picked up a stone and threw it at him again.
"Bang." The monk was hit for the second time, and the blood flowed more violently, but he still smiled and didn't care at all. "I Amitabha, the female donor, go to the square and listen. You can't hear it clearly here. Master Xuanzang
I have worked hard to obtain Mahayana Buddhist scriptures from the West to save all sentient beings, and I will teach the Dharma in person today. Please don’t miss the opportunity. The sea of suffering is boundless, and only I, the Buddha, can save it."
"You, monk, are quite interesting." Wu Mei suddenly smiled and said, "I respect the Buddha but not admire the Buddha. I listen to the Buddha but don't think about the Buddha. I don't need the Buddha's salvation, and I don't care about the Buddha's salvation. That high platform
So what if Xuanzang lectures on sutras? If I say he is a Buddha, then he is a Buddha. If I don’t recognize him, he is just a bald man! There is nothing that cannot be missed. This sutra makes me happy when I listen to it, but I don’t listen to it.
No matter what, it doesn’t matter!”
"Hahaha..." The fat monk laughed three times, "My Amitabha, the female donor is indeed extraordinary. The young monk said the wrong thing." He bowed to Wu Mei three times, then turned around and left without saying another word.
Wu Mei didn't allow him to leave casually, so she found another stone and threw it over, hitting the monk on the head for the third time. "You're not dead yet?!"
The fat monk was covered in blood. As he walked, he muttered: "The young monk bowed three times. The donor gave precious stones. The sun and the moon were shining in the sky. I am grateful for the temple for three years. I am Amitabha. The fate has been formed. The young monk is looking forward to the day when the donor enters my Buddhist door.
." After saying that, he disappeared on the spot.
Wu Mei frowned: "Where is this monster monk from? How dare you play tricks on me? Do you really think you are a Buddha?! Humph! Not even a real Buddha!"