Legend of the Cultivation God

The scorching sun slowly moved over the top of the head, and the heat had slowed down. As the street resumed, Xiao Daochang woke up. Yuan Ya learned that Xiao Hua closed his eyes for a while. After all, he couldn't stand it. The eyes were open again, and it was very alert. Seeing Xiaodao long stretched out and sat up straight, he also hurriedly stood up and stood behind Xiao Daochang.

As the body got up, Xiao Hua also got up, but looking at his lazy, somewhat clumsy look, where is the master's style?

At two hours in the afternoon, Xiao Daochang’s desk seemed to be lively. Not only did two families bring their children to call Xiao Daochang’s name, but there were three pairs of men and women who sneaked around the family to ask Xiao Daochang to point out the marriage. Point the so-called eight characters. Of course, these three pairs of men and women are not suitable for Xiao Daochang’s mouth. Even if one pair does not seem to fit well, under the three coins, Xiao Daochang used the great **** to move the secret to make them fit. .

Xiao Hua looked funny after Xiao Dao’s long body, but this did not do anything for him. He only squinted and stood there.

Seeing that the sun is already westward, Xiao Daochang’s face is beaming in the orange sunshine. Today, he earned a lot of copper coins, which is beyond his expectation. A faint little song is rarely sent from his mouth.

"Hey, is this Xiaoxianyou?" A slightly exaggerated voice rang from behind. "Does this Liao Jiang's minor tune sing?"

Xiao Hua’s mouth is awkward, and I don’t have to look at it. Although this voice is not familiar, I can familiarize myself with the Ming Yue Zen Master who met before the grocery store in the afternoon.

With the voice of Ming Yue Zen Master, Xiao Daochang’s body was obviously stiff. Not waiting for him to speak, but also a faint sound: "Amitabha, Xiao Xianyou, is your Taoist biography such a gaudy little song? It is no wonder, such a small song that is difficult to sing... even a talented person It’s not easy to master, even if my Buddha’s sorghum is high, I can’t understand it. Who... dare to go under your door? Think of the Ming Yue’s brother who often feels bad with the poor and the Taoist. I am afraid that I know why!"

An inadvertently, the Buddhist monk caught the little nephew, and Xiao Dao’s mouth was extremely bitter. What can he say? Turned to look at the three smiles though the low eyebrows. Hands are always in one. The mouth of the "donor" greeted the villagers who met, but the kind of pride in the eyes, as well as the new robes, made Xiao Daochang think that it was a kind of irony.

"Oh. There is this fairy friend. It's like I saw it in the afternoon?" Ming Yue Zen master looked at Xiao Hua again. Laughing, "The poor view of you is not old, the world is not deep. Do not be fooled by this family, if there is a flaw, I hope I will take a trip to Xiaojin Temple to see the wisdom of my Buddha!"

"There is no goddess, three fairy friends. Where is this to fool the ignorant people? How many men and women have been fished from the red dust sea today?" Xiao Daochang straightened up and did not show a weak counterattack. "Look at the three immortals." The friend's physique, um, is indeed more powerful than the poor road. It is also appropriate to fish from this bitter sea! Oh, my Taoist school said that the world’s entry into the WTO, the poor road sings a few songs, it is the understanding of the hardships of the people, but also the poor roads. Jingjin! It is three fairy friends. It is said that the Buddha worships ashore, and regards this thousand red dust as a bitter sea. You are not waiting to rest on the shore. How can you borrow from the sea every day? How can you take the silver to make a boat? As for this Taoist friend, I have been a Taoist disciple for a long time. If I die, I will not learn any Dharma!"

Xiao Hua listened to Xiao Daochang’s words, but he was not happy.

No, except for the first Ming Yue Zen master, the two monks behind him are all fat and fat, a pair of wine bags and rice bags. If the days of the Buddha are too comfortable, how can this be so?

Without the opening of Mingyue Zen Master, another monk smiled faintly: "I don't even use silver to make a boat in the sea of ​​bitterness. It is also my Buddha's body. It is hundreds of times stronger than your Taoist copper money! Even if it is There are disciples who are fishing on the shore, and that is also thousands of fishing, thousands of times stronger than your Taoist three or five loneliness!"

"You..." Xiao Daochang was obviously poked in the soft underbelly by the three monks. After some words, he was cold and cold. "Speaking of the tongue and the lotus, the poor road is not good with the Buddha who only relies on the mouth." It’s a shoulder-to-shoulder! But my Taoist family has always been asking for Taoism! You can wait, if you can, don’t do it, and my apprentice can be an enemy three! Let’s try it?”

The smile next to Xiao Hua’s heart, he really couldn’t think of it. On the mainland of the Tibetan Immortal, this sect and the Buddha were actually such a confrontation.

Seeing the appearance of the three monks on the face, Xiao Daochang is very proud. He and the monk of the Xiaojin Temple do not know how many battles have been played. The strength of each other is clear, knowing the two monks except the Ming Yue Zen Master. It is impossible to be an enemy of the world, and how can Mingyue Zen Master fight in the street? They said that they can only hold the three people with the challenge.

I know, the three monks suddenly smiled, as if they saw something very interesting, and looked at each other. The Ming Yue Zen master said: "Xiao Xianyou, is this the challenge of Jiang Chaoguan to my Xiaojin Temple?"

“Oh?” Xiao Daochang had a bad feeling. However, nowadays, there are already several villagers in Changsheng Town standing next to him. How can he back down?

But see Xiao Daochang nodded, hard neck and said: "Yes, this is the case! Xiaojin Temple can dare to accept the challenge of my Jiang Chaoguan?"

"Nature can be ~" Ming Yue Zen teacher smiled, as if to see the little lamb falling into the trap, replied, "The old lady on behalf of my Xiaojin Temple accepted the challenge of Jiang Chaoguan, three days later before the gate of my Xiaojin Temple! But Nothing is an enemy, just one-on-one!"

"Why three days later? Why aren't they in Jiangchao?" Xiao Daochang hurriedly called.

"Since it is Jiang Chaoguan's challenge, the time and place will naturally be decided by my Xiaojin Temple! This is the practice of the Three Continents. It is difficult to be... Xiao Daochang does not know? Besides, Xiao Daochang thinks that your river tide Do you have a place to show your fists?” Ming Yue’s Zen teacher replied with some disdain.

"Good..." Xiao Daochang bite his teeth, don't know if he promised or not. However, Xiao Hua looked at Xiao Daochang’s slightly rotating eyes, and he already understood some of his thoughts. Xiaojin Temple knew that the depths of the world were so powerful that it was not necessary to use an enemy three. It must have changed after three days. Xiao In addition to slipping away, can the Daochang have any good strategies?

"Hey, Xiao Daochang, the old man will spread this matter in Changsheng Town. If the Jiangchao view is not available after three days, the face of the Taoist family..." Xiao Hua can think of it, Ming Yue Zen Master has long thought of it. After Xiao Daochang just opened his mouth, Ming Yue Zen Master immediately said, and his eyes were still sweeping around the villagers who had already occupied a circle.

"Well..." Xiao Daochang’s teeth were bitten off, and the face was bitter, but he could not agree in front of everyone.

"And..." Ming Yue Zen Master is laughing again. "Since it is a challenge, it is natural to have a colorful head."

"Oh? Well..." Hearing here, Xiao Daochang’s eyes were bright, his teeth suddenly did not hurt, cried, "How many copper coins do you want?"

"It's not the copper coins of your Taoist family!" Ming Yue Zen master said with some disdain. "This time, my Buddha and your Taoist gambling are big! Whoever loses, who will leave Changsheng Town!"

"What?" Xiao Dao was shocked and hurriedly bitten his teeth, as if the tooth that had just been painful began to hurt again.

"Oh, the Buddha and the Tao home have such a grand event?" Just as Xiao Daochang gritted his teeth again, he almost bit the teeth and swallowed it into the belly. A clear voice sounded from outside the crowd. "It looks like me after ten days." The days when Confucianism and Buddhism once celebrated the 10th Anniversary of Buddhism? My long-term academy has not shared the friendship of Buddhism and Confucianism with Xiaojin Temple for a long time. I will not let this challenge be moved to the 10th, and my longevity academy will also participate. How about once?"

Ming Yue Zen Master and others listened, his face showed a happy color, looking at the voice of the place, hands clasped together: "It turned out to be Zhu Tan Yue, barren and polite!"

"Polite, the three masters invited ~" Xiao Hua looked up, just in the crowd, a middle-aged man dressed in Confucianism, wearing a Confucian towel, holding a lupin in his hand, laughing and holding a fist .

And the people around them are also respectful and shouting: "Zhu Dean is good!"

Seeing this four-faced face, the sword-browed Qiong nose, and the director Zhu, who has both eyes and eyes, Xiao Hua has already understood that this Confucianism should be the dean of the Changsheng Academy in Changsheng Town. Behind this Confucianism, several rows of old and small scholars dressed in the same Confucian costumes, arranged in a neat formation, it is very Sven’s direction from outside the town, presumably the Changsheng College collective to go outside the town. Returning in the afternoon is about to pass by here.

"Xiao Daochang..." The dean of Zhu and the Ming Yue Zen master, as well as the people next to them, slightly smiled and looked at Xiao Daochang with a smile. "Although you and I have never met, Xiaosheng’s name for the long road is long. Smell, now is a good opportunity, you will not stop my Changsheng College to participate in this matter?"

"Oh..." Xiao Daochang’s face was unnatural, and he smiled and said aloud. "This challenge is a matter of my Taoist and Buddhism. I don’t want to tear my face with Xiaojin Temple. Pressing, the poor road has to fight! The Changsheng Academy is a Confucianism, not with the Buddha and the Taoist. It is not necessary to mix in. Let’s say, since the 10th is the day of the Buddha’s Day, you Although the Changsheng Academy and the Xiaojin Temple have learned together, haven’t come to pull my Taoist home? Is it the Buddha and Confucianism to join forces again?”

"Oh, Xiao Daochang has more thoughts!" Director Zhu smiled and said, "The ten-year-old fairy buddha ceremony is just a tradition of my Tibetan immortal continent and the blissful world. It is to celebrate the influence of the ancient times. The three continents have joined forces. Now that they have not known how many years have passed, this Taoist family has already had many homes. Why do you think more about it?" (To be continued.)