"Master, how can you do this …" Shi Xuantong, who had returned to his room, complained indignantly while panting and his eyes were red.
"Pa, pa, pa …"
Ye Liuyun slapped Shi Xuantong several times with a cold face. Shi Xuantong's face was swollen and his mouth was full of blood.
Shi Xuantong was dumbfounded and looked at Ye Liuyun in fear, not daring to say a word.
Ye Liuyun reprimanded him sternly, "Who gave you the courage to criticize Master behind his back?"
Shi Xuantong and Ye Liuyun had a close relationship, but he had never seen Ye Liuyun so tough and cold. He hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean anything else, it's just …"
Without waiting for Shi Xuantong to finish speaking, Ye Liuyun gave him another big slap in the face. "Pa!" A crisp sound rang out, and Shi Xuantong's entire body was sent flying.
This time, half of Shi Xuantong's teeth were knocked out. He rolled on the ground twice, puzzled and aggrieved, tears streaming down his face.
"Since Master has said so, we'll do as you say. There is no nonsense. "
Ye Liuyun paused and said, "You have been complacent these days. You don't even want to listen to Master's words."
"I, I, I didn't mean anything else …" Shi Xuantong was extremely aggrieved. After saying a few words, he found that Ye Liuyun's face was cold again, so he hurriedly said, "I will apologize now."
Ye Liuyun's expression softened a little. "Master's words and actions have deep meaning. It's not something you can guess. Just be obedient and listen to me. "
Although Shi Xuantong was still a little unconvinced, he dared not say anything after being taught a lesson. He nodded obediently.
The next day, Ye Liuyun and Shi Xuantong took a group of people with gifts and came to the Pegasus Temple with great fanfare.
A group of people walked through the Zhao family's garden. It was noon, and there were many idle people in the Zhao family's garden. Many busybodies followed behind to watch the fun.
Seeing Ye Liuyun and the others enter the deep alley, everyone understood that they were looking for Master Wukong of the Pegasus Temple.
As Gao Zhengyang became famous in Tianyue City, the remote Pegasus Temple was lively every day with endless guests. The reputation of the small Pegasus Temple overshadowed the Zhao family's garden.
The restaurants and restaurants in the Zhao Family's garden were doing better because of this!
Everyone knew Master Wukong.
"He's here to visit Master Wukong again …"
"It's good to be famous. The Tianma Temple has been unknown for so many years, but now it's suddenly popular!"
"This group of people is carrying gifts in such a grand manner. I wonder what they are doing?"
The people who were watching the show were not far away from the team, and they were buzzing with discussion without the slightest scruple.
Shi Xuantong, who was at the front, blushed when he heard this. Fortunately, his face was purple and swollen, so nothing unusual could be seen.
Ye Liuyun gave Shi Xuantong a warning look, and Shi Xuantong hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to be obedient. He had been beaten up badly, and he knew that Lv Jun would not change his mind, so he did not dare to resist.
Ye Liuyun was quite satisfied with Shi Xuantong's attitude. No matter what he thought, he couldn't show it on his face.
After instructing everyone to line up, Ye Liuyun cupped his hands in front of the door and said loudly, "Ye Liuyun and Shi Xuantong of the Pure Yang Sect seek an audience with Master Wukong."
Yuan Zhen, who was in the courtyard, had long noticed the group of people outside. Yuan Zhen's eyes were very sharp, so he immediately recognized Shi Xuantong and Ye Liuyun.
Before Ye Liuyun could say anything, Yuan Zhen ran into the courtyard at the side to look for Gao Zhengyang.
When Gao Zhengyang came out, he saw Ye Liuyun bowing respectfully at the door.
To be honest, Gao Zhengyang felt somewhat surprised. The Pure Yang Sect was a famous Daoist sect in Tianyue Capital, so it was rather strong.
Under normal circumstances, even if the other party did not want to continue fighting, all they needed to do was make a post and say some pleasantries, and the matter would be over.
After all, the so-called Monk Wondrous Title was just an empty title. The other party did not have any true backing, nor did he display sufficiently strong strength.
It was somewhat overboard for the other party to get a disciple to run over and apologize in public. Or rather, the other party had other motives. It was not just a simple apology and compensation.
The noon sun shone brightly, reflecting the snow on the roofs and walls, making the light somewhat piercing.
After Gao Zhengyang appeared, his bright White Moon Monk Robes seemed even more dazzling than the surrounding light, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Strictly speaking, Gao Zhengyang was not the kind of strong person that radiated light. Instead, he was as clear and otherworldly as an immortal.
Although the Pure Yang Sect's people wore gorgeous clothes and looked neat and uniform, giving off an extraordinary aura. But before Gao Zhengyang, all of them were dim and lusterless like sand and dust, and Gao Zhengyang was like a bright pearl on the sand and dust instead. He was warm, translucent, clear, and outstanding.
The difference was obvious with one glance.
Ye Liuyun met Gao Zhengyang's gaze and discovered that Gao Zhengyang's eyes were like the starry sky after the rain, bright and clear, containing boundless profundity.
Ye Liuyun also found it somewhat strange. After not seeing Wukong for a few days, the monk's bearing seemed to have become even more profound. Ye Liuyun also felt that it might be the other party's rising fame that gave people this misconception.
However, he did not know that Gao Zhengyang had dug out the other side of his character in the past few days by reciting poems and pretending to be pretentious. The further understanding of his nature also made his divine sense more spiritual, and his fist intent became more and more pure.
Due to the restriction of yuan qi, his martial spirit could not be broken through, but his divine soul had indeed advanced.
The appearance of the Wonderful Monk Wukong was originally forcibly put on by Gao Zhengyang. But now it was in line with part of his nature. Therefore, the bearing he showed was more real and moving.
Ye Liuyun hated the other party in his heart, but he had to admit that Monk Wukong's grace had overshadowed all of them.
"Master, the last time we were foolish and arrogant, making all kinds of big mistakes. This time, we came to apologize, and we ask Master to forgive us. "
Ye Liuyun said, cupping his fist and bowing with a sincere face. Shi Xuantong and the other disciples behind him also followed and bowed. The momentum was quite great.
Everyone's attitude was extremely sincere, and their etiquette was particularly formal. No one could find any fault with it.
Ye Liuyun's attitude was very clear. So many people apologized in public, giving you enough face. As an eminent monk, how could you say anything else?!
Gao Zhengyang knew the other party's intentions, but he just laughed in his heart. You are sending yourself to my door to increase my reputation. Since the other party had such a plan, he didn't need to be polite.
He immediately smiled and personally helped Ye Liuyun and Shi Xuantong up, saying, "What happened yesterday is like yesterday's death, what happened today is like today's life. The fact that the two young masters can have such thoughts shows the true nature of prajna. This monk admires you. "
Gao Zhengyang had a tolerant and indifferent manner of an eminent monk, chanted a Buddhist hymn, and the meaning was indescribable.
Although Ye Liuyun was eloquent, he didn't know how to answer. He could only nod repeatedly and put on a respectful and submissive appearance.
Shi Xuantong and the other disciples were even more dizzy. They also wanted to say something nice. But even Gao Zhengyang's words made them dizzy. How could they say anything?
Ye Liuyun refused the invitation to enter the house to drink tea. He just carried the gifts to the courtyard and bowed respectfully. He left with the crowd in a hurry.
Gao Zhengyang politely sent them out of the deep alley, putting on the posture of an eminent monk.
The disciples of the Pure Yang Sect came to apologize, and the wonderful monk Wukong casually chanted a thought-provoking Buddhist hymn to resolve the grievances between the two sides. This story spread rapidly again. It also made Gao Zhengyang's already hot reputation even hotter.
Especially the sentence, "What happened yesterday is like yesterday's death, what happened today is like today's life." It contained the profound and profound Zen meaning of Buddha, as well as the profound wisdom of life. It spread far and wide.
"Master, I have lost face for you." In the Pure Yang Main Hall, Ye Liuyun knelt on the ground and said with a face full of shame.
Ye Liuyun could roughly guess his master's thoughts. The Pure Yang Sect and Wukong were just fighting over personal feelings. Wukong's reputation was spread far and wide. There was no need for the Pure Yang Sect to be a villain for such a trivial matter.
If they bowed their heads and apologized early, they could also exchange for a good reputation of keeping benevolence and propriety.
But this time, things were too shameful. They completely became a foil for Wukong. Not only did they not take the opportunity to become famous, but they also used the reputation of the Pure Yang Sect as a ladder, pushing Wukong higher.
Lu Jun opened his old eyes, his gaze was calm, no longer sharp like a sword. He sighed slightly, "This person is really wise, it is normal that you are not his opponent."
Ye Liuyun said with some unwillingness, "Master, are we just going to let this matter go?"
"What do you want?" Lu Jun said with some mockery, "Using force is not allowed, and using wits is also not allowed. Do you want me to personally take revenge?"
Ye Liuyun repeatedly said that he didn't dare, but he was still a little unconvinced in his heart, and his face was gloomy.
Lu Jun said indifferently, "That day when Wukong was walking in the snow looking for plum blossoms, the Ninth Prince was beside him when he was reciting poems. It is said that Wukong and the Ninth Prince talked very happily, and he was extremely respectful. "
After a pause, he said, "Yesterday, an old friend specially came to tell me about this matter."
Ye Liuyun was shocked. He was a smart person and immediately understood the meaning of Lu Jun's words. This was the Ninth Prince specially sent someone to warn them.
It was nothing to quarrel with Wukong, but the Ninth Prince was not someone they could provoke. A word from the other party could destroy their family and sever their inheritance.
Ye Liuyun was so depressed in his heart that he wished he could pull out a sword and stab himself.
Lu Jun waved his hand and said, "Your temper is not small, go and practice more. When you reach the ninth rank, even the Emperor will have to give you face … "
After the matter of the Pure Yang Sect, more and more people came to visit Gao Zhengyang, and the level of the visitors was also getting higher and higher.
Gao Zhengyang talked about Zen and wrote poems, and his eloquence was not hindered. At every gathering, there would always be famous words spread.
There was the graceful 'if life is only like at first sight', the free and easy 'only great heroes can show their true colors, true famous scholars are naturally romantic', and the heroic 'a roc rises with the wind one day, soaring ninety thousand li straight up'.
His peerless wisdom and elegant demeanor attracted the hearts of countless noble ladies and socialites. Even some of the Daoist experts praised Gao Zhengyang for his great wisdom and that he was extraordinary.
In just a few short months, Wukong's name went from bottom to top, and from top to bottom. Not only did everyone in Tianyue City know about it, but it even spread to other human countries.
Moon Country, Moon God Capital, Palace, Pure Heart Pavilion.
"If life is only like at first sight …"
Yiyi, who was wearing a gorgeous palace dress, held a scroll and read it repeatedly, her exquisite little face full of intoxication.
After reading it a few times, she still did not feel the aftertaste. She could not help but say to Yue Qingxue who was sitting next to her, "Your Highness, this poem is really beautiful, I only feel endless aftertaste when I read it …"
Yue Qingxue indifferently touched the jade flute, her eyes distant, as if she did not hear Yiyi's words, but also as if she did not care.
Yiyi was already used to it, and did not feel that there was anything wrong. She continued, "The person who wrote this poem is actually a monk called Wukong, it is really unexpected."
"Wukong …"
This name was like a bolt of lightning, suddenly flashing in Yue Qingxue's sea of consciousness, evoking her memory.
Gao Zhengyang said that his dharma name in Buddhism was Wukong.
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