Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1249 The Golden Wind and Yulu Meet

Chapter 180

Amidst the long bells, the surging crowd climbed the clouds from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Although there were many people, no one's voice broke the silence of the wind and the bell.These devout believers kowtowed step by step and walked on the mountain road, their eyes and faces were full of tranquility.The misery in the world has bent their waists and made their lips bitter. Only this piece of holy land can give them a trace of purity.

Although there are many believers coming and going, there are always places where they cannot set foot.These restricted areas are often the places where the disciples of Daming Temple practice and live.

Foshan is built on the edge of a rolling mountain range, and the overall direction is like a swimming dragon, vigorous and agile.

At this moment, on the mountain beside Foshan, two monks with shiny foreheads were watching the slowly advancing crowd.The two of them wore seven yellow robes inside and nine red robes outside, and they were the supervisor and head seat of Daming Temple.

Around the two of them, there were five inner disciples wearing brown and yellow seven-clothes, forming a semicircle, standing reverently holding Buddhist beads.

The chief pointed to the vast crowd of disciples and asked, "Why did they come?"

A disciple said: "The world is filthy, and all emotions meet. Those who come here are all trapped by emotions, confused by the current situation, and sad in their hearts."

The chief asked again: "What's the use of coming to my Buddhist gate when you are sad in your heart?"

Another disciple said: "Sorrow is caused by confusion in the heart. They come to my Buddhist school to find an answer to the confusion in their hearts."

The chief said: "Buddhist classics are full of the meaning of life, the answers they are looking for are actually beside them, why bother to come here?"

The disciple replied: "It is difficult to have a moment of leisure in the secular life, but Buddhism is quiet and can purify the heart."

"That's good." The chief said with a smile, "The bodhicitta you pursue is this pure heart. It can forget worries, abandon obsessions, and get rid of entanglements. Only this heart can help us jump out of ego, Turn back from the sea of ​​suffering." The leader paused, and then said, "But this heart is difficult to cultivate, many people know that they are in the sea of ​​suffering, struggling hard, but stubbornly refuse to return, and why."

The disciples looked at each other two by two, speechless for a moment.

At this time, a gray-headed lay disciple said: "Love is like a tiger, arrogant and unruly. Everyone is a tiger rider. If you have to ride a tiger, you can't understand."

The chief said: "How to get off the tiger?"

A disciple of the lay school said: "When two tigers fight each other, the man will come down."

The chief said again: "What should I do after I get off the tiger?"

The disciples of the lay school replied: "Cultivate Fudong Chan, and you will no longer be on the tiger."

Hearing this, the first seat smiled in relief, raised his hand and chanted a Buddha's name to Zhao Long.

The supervisor, who had been silent at the side of the first seat, also raised his eyes to look at the disciple.He only saw that this disciple was young with white hair and clear eyes. He was the only inner sect layman disciple in the Eye Academy, Zhao Long.

He had occasionally heard about Zhao Long's deeds before, a child who grew up in a small village became a chivalrous man; later he made a big fuss about the coronation ceremony of the Holy Maiden, and went against the trend under the oppression of the leader Han Sanli After returning to the mountain, after two years of retreat, he broke through to the realm of Xiaocheng Xiaocheng in one fell swoop.The overall performance was really outstanding, so he was recommended by several seniors to be considered for this opportunity in Fallen Leaf City.

When Zhao Long returned to his residence that night, he saw two letters on the table, one was the document that the sect had arranged to go to Fallen Leaf City, and the other was a letter from Zhao Feng.

After he finished reading the letter, he left Daming Temple overnight.

And just an hour after he left, a monk wearing a moon white robe came to the gate of Daming Temple.

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"Liu Baiyuan, get out, grandpa!"

On the street, everyone saw this lazy young man standing in front of the sedan chair with a long knife on his shoulder, looking like a bandit.

Although he knew that the other party was a hero, but Zhao Feng didn't care about that, what he wanted was to provoke the other party.

Sitting behind the carriage, Liu Baiyuan saw this rascal-looking young man with hidden anger on his face, which quickly turned into disdain and hidden killing intent.

The onlookers were surprised and delighted, and discussed in private.

"Dare to offend Luo Yunzong, does this guy not want to live?"

"Let me see, there is going to be some blood on this happy day."

"I didn't expect to meet a martial artist in the hero realm. This trip is not in vain."

At this time, Zhong Lingxi in the sedan chair felt a little strange.Although she couldn't see the situation outside, the voice of the other party made her feel a little familiar; but she thought about it and felt relieved, maybe it was just a coincidence.

"Since you take the initiative to seek death, then I will fulfill you!"

When Liu Baiyuan's words fell to the ground, he saw a big white palm slapped out of thin air, and the lazy young man had expected it, and had already receded when the other party spoke.

Zhao Feng ran extremely fast, the opponent was a warrior at the hero level, he couldn't be careless, the old man in a soap-colored robe was still calm and composed, as if all the opponent's actions were within his expectations.

"Hehe, since you're here, stay here!"

With a flash of Liu Baiyuan's figure, he quickly chased after him, and the crowd of onlookers were a little disappointed.

"Cut, I thought I could see some big scene, so I ran away?"

"Bah, jumping clown!"

"Hehe, that's the hero realm. If he doesn't run away, is he still waiting to die?"

As soon as the old man in the soap robe left, another fair and clean young man came off and stood in front of the carriage.

As soon as the white and clean youth fell to the ground, the Nanfeng sword in Zhong Lingxi's hand began to flicker continuously.Although she didn't know what was going on, she could feel that Nanfengjian seemed a little excited.Just when she was puzzled, a bunch of voices that were half teasing and half teasing came from the front.

"Miss Zhong, you haven't missed me in the past two years!"

Zhong Lingxi under the red hijab froze instantly.That familiar voice seemed to explode in her ears, carrying day and night longings, and strands of memories, making her brain go blank.

She was so familiar with this voice that she was afraid that she would forget it one day, but because of this, she felt a little unreal, just like in a dream.

But at this time, Wu Hao was already a little impatient sitting on the horseback. He glanced at the other party and felt a little familiar, similar to someone, but he was quickly rejected by him.It's only been two years, so how big can that person's change be?

"Where is the cat and dog, don't get out of the way, be careful of your life!"

Hearing Wu Hao's words, Yi Xifeng picked out his ears, flicked his fingers in disgust, and didn't respond, but continued to shout to Zhong Lingxi:
"Miss Zhong, I have to ask you for an explanation. Back then, I won the martial arts contest to recruit relatives, so why did you marry someone else?"

(End of this chapter)