"Oh," Hsu Fengnian replied and turned around to leave. He said softly, "It's hard for you to see your grandfather. I buried him by the Ruoshui River."
Xu Beizhi was stunned.
In the dead of the night, the servant boy who had warmed up the steps with his buttocks was bored to death. When he heard the noise, he turned his head with a face full of disbelief. Not only did his master, who did not drink a drop of wine, not only raised his cup and drank all the wine in it, but he also seemed to be crying and smiling. He raised his head and picked up the remaining wine pot and poured it all down his throat.
— — —
The middle-aged man whose hands were longer than his knees had once made the arrogant Chess and Sword Music School's headmaster sweat profusely outside the Gate of Heaven of Tao Te Sect. However, after such an ambitious and ruthless person left the Taoist temple for the Arctic Tundra and crossed the Yellow River, there were no disturbances along the way. When he was near the upper reaches of the Yellow River, he didn't make any shocking moves like jumping across the river. He paid the boatman money and crossed the river on a raft. He was like a clay Bodhisattva without any temper. It should be known that among all the martial artists in the world, Wang Xianzhi, he could stand shoulder to shoulder with. When she left the Martial Emperor City for the first time in almost 50 years, the Liyang Dynasty sent thousands of cavalrymen to keep an eye on her, fearing that this old guy who liked to call himself the second in the world would cause trouble. Two dynasties and two Jianghu people believed that as long as this man and Wang Xianzhi joined hands, they could easily kill the remaining eight of the ten people in the world. It was enough to show how powerful this Beimang military god with the surname Tuoba was!
If one thought that as long as one was a top martial artist, he would be the kind of fledgling in Jianghu who could shock the world with a fart, even if he met Tuoba face to face, he would probably be regarded as a layman in front of a real Buddha.
Everyone in Beimang knew that Tuoba didn't believe in Buddhism, but he was close to Buddhism and far away from Taoism. Especially when he assisted the Empress in the same dynasty as the state preceptor Immortal Qilin, they didn't even meet once in the past 20 years. It was like the vassal of the Liyang Dynasty, the arch-enemy of the Liyang Dynasty, was not allowed to see the other vassal.
It was a calm day. Tuoba, who had been extremely valiant when he was young, walked down from the raft. His feet had barely touched the ferry when the surface of the Yellow River shook violently. It was as if there was a dragon at the bottom of the river. Frightened, the boatman tied the raft tightly and jumped ashore. He did not dare to fight for this small amount of money. The people waiting at the ferry only saw a blink of an eye before they realized that the previously living middle-aged man had disappeared without a trace.
In the open space, the stern Bodhisattva Tuoba saw an old Daoist.
His hair and beard were as white as snow, and his Daoist robe fluttered in the absence of wind. He was truly like an immortal, possessing a rare immortal aura.
Tuoba said calmly, "Imperial Tutor, do you know that those who block me will die?"
The old Daoist waved his horsetail whisk and smiled, "I am the Imperial Preceptor, the Imperial Preceptor is not me. It doesn't matter if I die or not. "
Tuoba said with disgust, "Stop pretending."
The next moment, it was as if thunder had exploded all over Tuoba's body. The originally short man had grown to nine feet tall.
His pair of ape-like long arms no longer appeared abrupt.
A clay Bodhisattva would be unable to protect himself when crossing the river.
Tuoba crossed the river, even the gods and Buddhas couldn't stop him.
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It was rumored that there was a floating mountain in the Daode Sect that was six thousand feet above the ground. There were thousands of palaces on the mountain. Li Dangxin pulled up the river and flooded the Daode Sect. The water gushed out from the Heavenly Gate and washed the jade steps. The white-robed monk floated to the ground and walked into a narrow valley that was filled with green. When he reached the end, he was suddenly enlightened. The valley didn't have the majestic buildings that people imagined. There was only a Daoist temple built against the mountain. It was a circular plaza with a Taiji diagram carved on it. The yin and yang fishes were intertwined. The entire plaza seemed to have returned to its original state and was unusually simple. There were clouds and mist rising from the yin and yang fishes, reaching straight to the sky. The white-robed monk raised his head and looked. There were dozens of giant white storks that were different from the same species spiraling upwards. It was obvious that there were Daoists riding them. Their Daoist robes were long sleeves and made them look like immortals riding cranes. These Daoists from the Daode Sect were originally the Wine Offering Daoists who stayed in the temple. Li Dangxin returned their greetings with the river and forced them to escape into the sky.
In Li Dangxin's vision, other than the Daoists and the white storks, there was indeed a huge mountain floating in the sky.
The Daoists rode on the white storks and floated up. A young Daoist floated down from the floating mountain that reached the clouds.
This Daoist with a sword on his back landed at the intersection of the yin and yang fishes, guarding the pass alone.
The Daoist looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He was extremely masculine and had a feminine appearance.
Li Dangxin took a glance and sneered, "As expected of the Qilin Spiritual Master who has reached the sage realm. Your skills are really impressive. You even figured out the secret technique of the Yi Qi Turning Three Pure Ones. Why, do you want me to pluck out the nine worms and cut off the three corpses? But what about the remaining two fake immortals? Aren't they going out to welcome the guests together? That was too petty of him. Now that the three sects have each produced a sage, let's not talk about my master. Even the Confucian Sage Cao Changqing is a distinguished person who dares to treat the palace as a toilet. You, the Beimang Imperial Advisor who hides your strength, is nothing compared to him. "
The seemingly young Daoist smiled warmly and said, "Li Dangxin who has no zen to speak of also wants to be angry? I won't argue with you. I'll just stand here and wait. The Dragon Tree Monk has cultivated the Unmovable Zen through the Diamond Sutra. Since you insist on being fearful, I will not move today and let you do as you please. "
Li Dangxin simply responded with an 'oh'.
He did not say anything else and stretched out his arms towards the direction of the Hovering Mountain. His white kasaya suddenly stuck to his tall and sturdy body. Then, his feet sank and the ground was above his knees.
The white-robed monk pulled down the entire Hovering Mountain!
It suddenly pressed down on the young Daoist's head.
Li Dangxin entered the Heavenly Gate alone and left the Heavenly Gate alone.
He swept past nearly a thousand steps and squatted on the ground to carry his master who was covered in gold.
The few disciples of the Daode Sect's Imperial Advisor did not dare to stop him.
The old monk was already on the verge of death.
The old monk smiled and asked, "You won the fight?"
The white-robed monk nodded.
"Disciple, is there a saying at the foot of the mountain that deep love does not live long? I don't know if it was right or wrong for me to agree to marry you back then. "
"This is not a principle that a monk should say."
"Principles are not separated from the secular world. If it is reasonable, then it is reasonable. The Dharma is not necessarily the sentences in the Buddhist scriptures, and the sentences in the Buddhist scriptures are not necessarily the Dharma. East and West, North and South. Especially your daughter, she is very reasonable. If I could understand, I would willingly give her candied fruits. If I did not understand then, I would not give it to her in a hurry. Sometimes, I slowly thought it through and remembered to give her some food. My daughter even threw a tantrum and did not want it. "
"Master, can you stop talking? You should go back to the temple and tell my daughter about these things."
"It's too late."
Li Dangxin's figure once again flashed across the Yellow River's surface like a white rainbow.
"It is difficult to understand the Dharma. There are many eminent monks in our Two Zen Temples who know more than your master. Many of them can even deal with the imperial court and the authorities. They are all carefree people. Master is really squatting in the latrine pit and not taking a shit. Sigh, I have been worried all these years. Fortunately, monks have shaved off three thousand strands of worry. "
"They are of the same generation as you, but they are less human than you. Since they have not become Buddhas, they are still human."
"You can't say that. It will hurt our friendship."
"Master, I am praising you."
"I know. I am just afraid that you will say it in front of others. You and I will not be able to get away with it."
"Master, it is rare for you to be so muddle-headed. Both North and South learned from you. "
"Actually, to be honest, I am not afraid of annihilating Buddhism. I am not afraid of how many temples and scriptures are burned, or how many monks are chased away. What I am afraid of is that the Buddha's heart and Dharma will not last forever. Every Zen is still at Hinayana. Whether or not Hinayana can enter Mahayana in the future, I will not be able to see it. "
"Master, I do not wish to see that day."
"Heh, as the master of North and South's master, I do not wish to see that day either. However, I can only say this to you."
After saying this, the monk of the Dragon Tree, who was covered in dried gold, chanted Amitabha once before becoming silent.
The white-robed monk, Li Dangxin, stopped. He tore off a section of his kasaya and tied it around his master. He closed his eyes and put his palms together before heading up to the Nine Heavens.
On this day, hundreds of Daoists and close to ten thousand devotees of the Dao Virtue Sect looked up at the boundless Buddha's Light. They all heard the chanting of the Diamond Sutra descending from the sky.
On this day, thousands of devotees became devout Buddhists.
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