Xian Ao

The further we walked into the main hall of Leiyin Temple, the brighter it became, with plum blossoms and murals everywhere, complementing each other.

Zen Master Sanhuan was very dissatisfied with Yu Zecheng and groaned along the way, not knowing what he was talking about.

After walking a thousand feet and gradually entering the inner hall, he suddenly gritted his teeth, stopped, turned around and said to Yu Zecheng:

"Zhenniu Zhenjun, I have something to ask you. After you go in, please don't trouble my master to help you liberate those gods and demons.

My master has an enemy who comes here every two hundred years. That person is despicable and shameless. Every time he comes, my master is at his weakest.

Look at the plum blossoms in full bloom, so beautiful. But every two hundred years, when the flowers bloom, my master's magic power will disappear. Finally, just like a mortal, when the plum blossoms disappear, my master's magic power will be restored.

If he helps you to save yourself, when he is at his weakest, the magic power will dissipate for a long time, and the other party will take advantage of it, and then my master will be in danger.

Senior Brother Sanran happened to have entered samadhi at this time. Otherwise, he was in charge before, so there was no other way but me. I beg you, can you save the True Lord?

As long as you come here in three months and everything is over by then, I will beg Master on your behalf and I will definitely help you liberate all these gods and demons. "

When Yu Zecheng heard what Sanhuan said, what else could he say? His life was in danger, so how could he be embarrassed to take action?

Yu Zecheng replied:

"Don't worry, Zen Master. I'm just here to say hello to my true master. I won't mention anything about liberating gods and demons."

Sanhuan was overjoyed, bowed deeply and said:

"Thank you so much."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Who is the strong enemy? I can also help you fight against him."

Sanhuan said:

"Okay, I'll trouble you, Zhenjun. Thank you very much."

In this way, the two of them entered a hall and saw that the hall was extremely simple, with only a stone bed, a stone bench, and a stone table.

An old monk was writing silently on the stone table. There were paintings and calligraphy everywhere in the hall, some were poems and some were paintings.

The paintings are all about a woman, a woman under the plum blossoms, with different postures, charming and charming, as if she is alive.

Yu Zecheng accidentally looked at a portrait and saw a poem written under the portrait:

"As graceful as a frightened giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, with brilliant autumn chrysanthemums, and luxuriant spring pines. It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and flutters like snow in the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the morning glow of the sun. It is as bright as the morning glow. Looking at it, it looks like a flower growing out of Lubo. It is as slender as a flower, its shoulders are cut short, its waist is straight, its neck is straight, its beauty is exposed, and its plump hair is like a plump bun. Ah, Lianjuan has her eyebrows trimmed, her red lips are bright on the outside, and her white teeth are fresh on the inside..."

It was the Luo Shen Fu. Yu Zecheng was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to understand something. He looked around and saw that the plum blossoms were in full bloom here.

Sanhuan said:

"Master, he is here."

Yu Zecheng saluted respectfully:

"I've met my senior. Disciple Yu Zecheng was ordered by the True Buddha Sect's Zhenwo Master to come over and pay homage to my senior."

The old monk slowly raised his head, glanced at Yu Zecheng, and said:

"What a young man, you and I are destined to be together. We must be related somehow. It's a pity that I have lost my magic power now and am constantly making assumptions."

Although this old monk looks a little aging, at first glance, he must have been a handsome young man, a scholarly scholar, extremely handsome, and surrounded by countless beauties.

Even though it is a bit old now, it still has an indescribable smell. It gave people a strange feeling when looking at it in the past, and it is still so attractive.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Maybe, I feel the same way. Senior, is there anything you need me to say to the True Self Patriarch?"

Yu Zecheng did not take out the letter, nor did he mention anything about salvation.

Master Yuan Chen nodded and said:

"I benefited a lot from my debate with Zhenme. I don't know when I can see him again. I really miss him.

I will repair a book and you can help me bring it to him. "

After saying that, Master Yuan Chen casually turned over a scroll, picked up a pen on the back, and began to write. The words were like dragons and phoenixes, strong and powerful, like a knife carving and an ax chopping.

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but shout "Hello".

Then he said:

"Senior, can you give me a copy of this calligraphy and painting as a souvenir?"

Master Yuan Chen said:

"If you like it, just take one."

Yu Zecheng reached for one, kept it, borrowed the letter, and said goodbye to his master.

Yu Zecheng and San Huan walked back to the main hall outside. Yu Zecheng never mentioned helping San Huan protect Master Yuan Chen again, because the person in the painting looked like Luo Jingchu.

While walking out, Yu Zecheng asked casually:

"Master Sanhuan, may I ask if Master Yuan Chen's lay name is Cao Zhi?"

San Huan was stunned and said:

"How did you know."

Yu Zecheng said:

"If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist is as plain as it should be. The neck is long and the neck is beautiful, and the luster is exposed. The fragrance is not added, and the lead is beautiful.

How many people don’t know about this world-famous Luo Shen Fu? "

Sanhuan shook his head and said:

"I don't know, but my master's secular name is indeed Cao Zhi. It is said that he was a great calligrapher, a great writer, and a great painter thousands of years ago."

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"Yes, famous all over the world."

Everything became clear. Cao Zhi was Luo Jingchu's father, and Yu Zecheng couldn't help but think of what happened back then.

Luo Jingchu once told herself that Cao Zhi used this poem "Ode to the Goddess of Luo River" to describe Luo Jingchu's mother, and won her love. Under the influence of the power of flower mania, Luo Jingchu's mother liked him, gave birth to Luo Jingchu, and turned into flowers and dissipated. It was this plum blossom that she turned into.

So Luo Jingchu's surname was Luo, and if life is only like the first encounter, it is called Luo Jingchu.

Later, Cao Zhi became a monk, got the heart of Buddha, and became the master of Yuanchen, but his basic magic power was provided by Luo Jingchu's mother. Every two hundred years, when the plum blossom appeared, his magic power would naturally be exhausted, and Luo Jingchu would come here to see his mother who turned into plum blossoms and his father.

Neither of them is a normal person, and they are not calm in dealing with emotions. It should have been a perfect father-daughter meeting, but it turned out like this. Yuanchen's disciples all thought that Luo Jingchu was the enemy, and every few years, he came to take revenge, so they invited masters to help them and protect their master. This happened every two hundred years, and misunderstandings lasted for many years.

The Heavenly Dao is not here, and the magic array is hard to find. Luo Jingchu's Time Heavenly Dao cannot be used, and the Flower God's Dao is probably useless, so she was blocked once every two hundred years.

In fact, perhaps she was blocked on purpose, and her heart was also confused. She didn't know what to do if she saw her father, so she took advantage of the situation to leave when she encountered obstacles.

In fact, although Luo Jingchu inherited the Flower God a thousand years ago, in Yu Zecheng's eyes, she was ignorant of the world, just like a child, just staying in her own home in Huadu, unless there was a legend of flowers outside, and she came out once under the leadership of Hua Wuxia.

In fact, it is normal. When she was born, her mother disappeared, her father disappeared, and she had no one to take care of her. Even with that amazing ability, she didn't have her parents.

That's why she raised the spirit of the Three Thousand Great Dao Nirvana Sutra as a daughter, just to find the lost family love and affection.

Thinking of this, Yu Zecheng couldn't help but look dazed, and walked to the outer hall unconsciously. How should he deal with this matter?

He should help Master Yuanchen, and he can help him transcend the demon god in a month. Or he could help Luo Jingchu, his lifelong friend.

In fact, there was no need to choose. When he walked to the main hall, Yu Zecheng's eyes became firm. If life could only be like the first sight. He took out the letter written by Master Zhenwo asking Yuanchen to help him transcend, smashed it with a palm, and turned it into ashes.

Back in the main hall, the Zen Master Sanhuan and Master Yiyuan seemed to be talking about something. After a while, Sanhuan came over and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Master Miedu, they don't like you here. If you are here, Master Yiyuan and Master Likong will leave. I can't let them leave, so... I'm sorry."

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

"Actually, I should say sorry. Maybe I will come back. If there is anything I'm sorry about in the future, please forgive me."

After that, he bowed deeply, which surprised Sanhuan. He didn't know what happened to Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng walked over and said goodbye to Fang Zheng and Xuan Ye. Seeing him leave, the two were reluctant to leave.

True Lord Yiyuan and True Lord Likong didn't even look at Yu Zecheng. True Lord Yiyuan was the great enemy of Xuanyuan Sword Sect. With the enemy in front of him, he was very restrained not to take action.

Because of Lei Wanjun's matter, True Lord Likong didn't like Yu Zecheng either. Because of Yu Zecheng and Mu Siyi's relationship, the Void Sect became a joke in Luzhou, and Lei Wanjun was in a slump. True Lord Likong almost regarded Lei Wanjun as his own son, so he didn't have a good face for Yu Zecheng.

Like them, the Yuanying True Lords, because of the skills, their expressions are not concealed. If they like, they like, and if they hate, they hate. They will never smile and hide their daggers behind their backs, otherwise they will not reach such a realm.

Yu Zecheng left gracefully, turned around and left the Leiyin Temple here, and came ten miles away, not traveling far, because on this land, flowers are gradually blooming, and in this cold climate, some flowers with strong vitality slowly bloom.

There is only one thing that can make this happen, that is Luo Jingchu has come. Yu Zecheng shouted loudly:

"Luo Jingchu, Luo Jingchu, have you arrived? Come out, I am here, I am Yu Zecheng, I am here."

There is no one, only the flowers blooming in the wind and snow.

Yu Zecheng continued to shout:

"Come out quickly, it's me. Have you forgotten me? Life is like the first sight."

After saying that, Yu Zecheng took out the painting given by Master Yuan Chen and slowly unfolded it. On the snow, the painting fluttered in the wind, making a snapping sound.

Looking at the painting, Yu Zecheng muttered silently:

"Shoulders are like carved stones, waist is like a willow. The neck is long and beautiful, the white skin is exposed, the fragrance is unparalleled, and the makeup cannot cover it..."

As Yu Zecheng muttered, a graceful beauty gradually appeared behind him, and he muttered as well:

"Her bun is high, her eyebrows are long and beautiful, her lips are bright, and her teeth are white. Her eyes are bright and charming, her demeanor is calm and relaxed. She is gentle and charming, and her words are charming. She wears a unique dress, and her bones are in line with the picture. She wears a dazzling silk dress and a jade pendant...."