Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1248 Sword and Zen

Chapter 180 Five Swords and Zen
But those boys and women who heard the rumor about the Nanfeng Sword were not happy at the moment.

Seeing Zhao Feng winking at several people in the crowd, a woman in linen clothes said: "Look at this girl's figure, she must be a beauty, but it's a pity, she married someone casually."

"This is not a random marriage. It's a big sedan chair carried by sixteen people!" A woman next to her with a high bun continued, "I've lived most of my life, and this is the first time I've seen you. I've never heard of it. Oh, this woman, this is the only time in my life. I really don't know what it's like to sit in such a big sedan chair."

But a boy next to him became indignant and shouted: "What about the sedan chair for sixteen people?! That Wu is not worthy of her at all!"

"My God!" The woman with the high bun also cast a sideways glance, "It's just what we made out of it, and I'll be thankful if I don't carry it back by myself. Look at the couples who got married in the past two years, how many of them can invite you?" A sedan chair carried by four people?"

The boy's temper was aroused, and he straightened his neck and said, "I don't want to say anything else, but I have more brothers! When the time comes, let alone sixteen people carry it, one hundred people will have to arrange it!"

"Listen to what these children are saying. I'm afraid you're going to laugh at me to death!" The woman with her hair in a bun laughed: "Do you really think that being simple and having a lot of people gives you face? Miss Zhong followed Mr. Wu , but, after returning home, you will either eat delicious food or drink spicy food! What are you going to eat with you? Wowotou that has been rotten for a few days, or a rotten apple picked up by the roadside?"

The boy who was blushing from the humiliation raised his hand and pointed at the other party: "Don't think you are a woman, I won't beat you!"

Seeing the commotion, the linen woman and others rushed over to start a fight, but the woman with her hair in a bun refused to let go and said, "Hit! Hit! The hair hasn't even grown yet. How dare you fight with me?" I’m calling out? Let me tell you! When your father saw me, it’s because of me! What kind of person are you!”

Practitioners are all clear-eyed and clear-eyed. Although Wu Hao and the others didn't pay much attention, they also heard this little episode, and uncontrollable smiles leaked out of every airy face.

But Zhong Lingxi had already lost her mind. Wherever she passed along the way, whether it was cloudy or sunny, and what happened, she forgot all about it.Now it is crowded and too noisy, she has already blocked it as background sound.So when suddenly a few people in the crowd rushed out from the soldiers blocking the way, wrestling, her thoughts slowly returned to their place.

At the same time, Nanfeng Sword Spirit also sent a message: "It's becoming more and more difficult for me to sense you along the way."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Lingxi asked in surprise.

"There is an induction between you and me, and the Nanfeng Sword is used by you, all because of your understanding of 'love'. But along the way, I feel that your heart is getting colder and colder. If this continues, sooner or later , you will also be rejected by Nanfeng Sword like everyone else, and if you draw your sword at that time, you will..."

"I know." Zhong Lingxi said, "I know."

Her face is hidden under the red hijab, no one can see her face.Since she couldn't see it, she simply didn't make any expression, not wasting any emotional energy.

The red hijab was so thick that she couldn't see clearly what was going on outside.But from the sound, it was heard that there were more people making trouble than before, and some even directly shouted: "Liu Baiyuan! Come out!"

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White Horse Temple.

The morning sun sprinkled the red walls and fell on the monks in copper yellow, making the whole temple stand out in the deep and dense forest.

The morning chanting time has passed, and the monks in the temple are all practicing their own practice.Some were practicing martial arts in the training ground, some gathered in twos and threes to discuss the scriptures, some found a quiet place to sit and meditate, and some patiently cultivated with a hoe.What they do is different, but their expressions are very similar.

Peaceful, quiet and focused.

It is the tranquility far away from dust and smoke, and it is a scenery different from the secular world.

At this time, a Buddhist disciple wearing a moon-white monk's robe appeared from the door.After looking around the courtyard, he came to the three monks who were discussing the meaning of the scriptures by the door, and softly recited a Buddhist mantra to them, and asked, "May I ask the three fellow practitioners, Senior Brother Zhou Dizhou, if you can join me?" Practicing here?"

Those three people looked at him, bowed back, and said: "Senior brother Zhou is practicing here. If fellow practitioners want to find him, they can go to the training ground to look for him."

As he spoke, the monk stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the training ground.

The monk in the moon-white monk robe thanked the other party, and then went straight to the martial arts training ground in the direction the man pointed.

After the man left, one of the three monks discussed: "Look at this person in a hurry, with a worried look on his face. He doesn't look like a Buddhist."

Another person said: "If you walk in the world of mortals, you will inevitably be contaminated with dust. What's more, this heart is originally fresh, and your practice does not make it numb. It is normal for the situation to turn around. Although this person is in a hurry, his behavior Be polite and respectful in doing things, and you have practiced it. But speaking of it, since Senior Brother Zhou entered the White Horse Temple, he has practiced very diligently, and he has never been seen leaving the temple. Why did this person come to find him today?"

They glanced at each other, temporarily suppressed their doubts, and continued to discuss the topic that they hadn't finished just now.

But when the white-robed monk came to the training ground, he didn't see Zhou Di, so he asked a person who was drinking water.

The man put down the bowl readily and said: "Oh, you said Senior Brother Zhou. He is not in the mountains these few days. If fellow practitioners have something to do, you can write a letter. I will convey it to future generations."

"Do you know how long it will take to come back?"

The man shook his head and said: "I only know that he talked with the abbot before he left, maybe the abbot will know."

"Can you make an introduction?"

"Just go straight! If you say you are brother Zhou's friend, no one will stop you. Of course, you'd better have something to do. If you make an oolong this time, you won't be treated any better next time."

Speaking of this, the man also pointed out the way.

After the white-robed monk thanked him again, he went to the main hall where the abbot of the White Horse Temple was located.There were also monks guarding the road along the way, and when they heard that he was a friend in the surrounding area, they didn't make things difficult for him.

In this way, he came all the way to the abbot.But the abbot told him that he would return in January or even a few months.After he explained his purpose to the abbot, the abbot said to him: "You can also go to Daming Temple to find Zhao Long for this matter."

So he left the White Horse Temple and went to Daming Temple.

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Daming Temple.

The distant bells echoed in the mountains, like the wind in this world, carrying the meaning of vicissitudes and eternity.

(End of this chapter)