Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 505 The yellow mud was originally a filth, which fell into the pond and became a lotus flower

"Oops, that big snake is heading towards the lotus!"

"Old man, you...how can you play tricks?"

Seeing this scene, Xiaotang was in a hurry, and shouted at the old beggar.

The old beggar held his earwax, and said impatiently: "The old beggar said that if the yellow mud turns into a lotus, I will tell you about Sanle, but he didn't say that he would stop it."

"Without diamonds, and without porcelain work, if Li Guoshi can't beat the old beggar, then he should go home quickly, or he will be lighting a lantern in the toilet and looking for shit!"

Xiao Tang wanted to say more, but was stopped by Li Daoxuan with a wave.

"Senior is right, if that's the case, then offend."

With a wave of Li Daoxuan's sleeve, a white horse fell into the water, it swelled when it met the water, its scales and claws fluttered, and in an instant it became a majestic white snake.

White dragon in the sleeve!

Xiaobai was born with a different species, and Li Daoxuan has used the secret technique of raising dragons to refine his blood all year round. Now he has the potential to transform into a jellyfish, with two crystal clear dragon horns on his head, which is extraordinary.

Roar!
The black dragon instantly felt a huge threat, and roared a warning to the white snake.

Xiaobai was fearless, as if the brave would win in a narrow road, he directly used his water control supernatural power to rush towards the black dragon, his figure was as fast as lightning.

The black and white dragons are fighting each other in the water, causing waves.

They first sank into the pool, stirred the mud, and made the water surface turbid and turbulent, then suddenly rushed out of the pool and flew towards the sky, with the sound of dragons chant in an endless stream.

The sky is bright and the sun is bright, the sea of ​​clouds is vast, and two huge figures can be vaguely seen rolling and fighting in it. From time to time, a dragon's tail is thrown out of the clouds, appearing in shock.

After fighting for a cup of tea, there was a mournful cry from the sea of ​​clouds.

A black dragon descended from the sky and landed in front of the old beggar. His body was bruised and dying. Many of the fine scales had been bitten off, making him look very miserable.

Xiaobai turned into a ponytail and flew into Li Daoxuan's sleeve, neighing proudly.

Unscathed!

Li Daoxuan touched its body as cold as jade to show encouragement.

"What a white dragon in the sleeve, this white snake is very talented, Li Guoshi is indeed a person with great luck, which is enviable."

The old beggar was amazed, his eyesight was astonishing, how could he fail to see how powerful the white snake was.

This snake is only in the Yin God Realm, and it has such power. If it waits for a few hundred years, won't it be another demon king who roams the world?

He seems to have seen all the scenes of big waves and water flooding the world in the future, but fortunately, this snake has been subdued by Li Daoxuan. As long as Li Daoxuan is not dead, it will not harm the human race.

"The straw sandals turn into a black dragon, and the elder's great supernatural power to turn decay into magic is also admired by the poor."

"Hehe, don't flatter me, straw sandals are straw sandals after all, they can't change into a real dragon, otherwise it wouldn't lose."

The old beggar stretched out his bare right foot, and then the dying black dragon turned into straw sandals and wore them on his feet again, but many places were seriously damaged and looked even more worn out.

"But don't be too happy, the lotus hasn't bloomed yet."

The old beggar walked to the pool and saw that under the magic of the little flower god, the lotus flowers made of yellow mud had grown into flower buds and were about to bloom.

He picked a piece of grass casually, and then stabbed it to his nostrils.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The old beggar sneezed suddenly, the wind howled, the clouds were thick, and the rain poured down, smashing the lotus that was about to bloom in the pond.

Under the violent wind and heavy rain, not a single lotus could survive the disaster. All the leaves were thin and the flowers were broken, and they fell into mud.

Xiao Huashen was also drenched, her hair was wet, she bit her lip, she was so wronged that she shed tears, and looked at Li Daoxuan pitifully.

"Daddy, bad guy, hit him!"

She flew into Li Daoxuan's arms, wiped the raindrops off her face with her Taoist robe, then waved at the old beggar angrily, showing a fierce look on purpose.

However, the old beggar suddenly made a face at her, scaring her into her father's collar quickly, and it took a long time before she dared to reveal a pair of timid eyes.

"Hahaha!"

The old beggar laughed and said, "This little one is much more timid than your mother."

He waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Li Guoshi, it seems that the old beggar is slightly better after all. Don't meddle in Luoyang's affairs, and go back to practice for a few years."

Li Daoxuan didn't speak, just quietly looked at the withered lotus.

There was a trace of anxiety in Xuanzang's eyes. This old man probably knew why his master became a devil's fetus. Maybe he also has a way to save his master. He must not just watch him leave.

"Senior, wait a minute!"

The old beggar ignored him, and even quickened his pace.

However, at the next moment, he stopped suddenly, let out a small sigh, and looked at the lotus flowers.

I saw countless tiny green dots floating in the surrounding vegetation, flocking to the withered lotus flowers one after another.

The wind stopped and turned into a warm breeze.

The torrential rain dissipated, and the golden sun pierced through the dark clouds and shone on those lotus flowers.

Blossoming beautiful lotus flowers are in full bloom, including white lotus and red lotus, with bright colors and graceful appearance. As the breeze blows, they send wisps of elegant fragrance.

This scene was as beautiful as a painting, which inspired Xiao Tang and Xuan Zang.

"The lotus flower blooms, the lotus flower lives, and we win!"

She jumped up and down, very happy for Xuanzang.

The old beggar turned around and stared at Li Daoxuan, saying: "After entering the Yangshen for the first time, being able to cultivate the Great Five Elements Escapism to this level is truly terrifying for future generations."

"It seems that the rumors are indeed true. Tsing Yi has a very close relationship with you. She even passed on this supernatural power to you, which shows her trust in you. In this competition, the old beggar deservedly lost."

Li Daoxuan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "It's just a fluke."

He wasn't being modest, there was indeed an element of luck in winning this fight.

If it wasn't for the little flower god who could turn the yellow mud into lotus seeds, no matter how powerful his Great Five Elements Escape Technique was, it wouldn't be able to make the yellow mud bloom and bear fruit.

Without the little flower god sent by his senior sister, it would be impossible for him to win this competition.

"If you win, you win. How can there be any fluke?"

The old beggar said impatiently: "The old beggar is willing to admit defeat, so I can tell you about Sanle, but..."

When he rolled his eyes, a meaningful smile appeared on his ugly old face.

"The old beggar doesn't want to talk here, if you want to hear it, follow along."

After saying that, a golden light flew out from his celestial cap and went straight into the sky, while the old beggar's body remained motionless, not even blinking his eyelids, like a sculpture.

Sun God!
Without any hesitation, Li Daoxuan, the Yang God escaped from his body, turned into a bright golden light and charged into the sky, chasing after the old beggar.

The sea of ​​clouds is vast, and the old beggar stands on the sky, looking at Li Daoxuan with a smile.

"Li Guoshi is so courageous, I didn't expect you to really dare to chase after him."

"Although senior has a bit of a strange personality, he is not a villain. In fact, the reason why you don't want to reveal the news of Master Sanle and set up a test is not to make things difficult on purpose, but because you are worried that we will encounter danger."

Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were clear and bright.

He has figured out the temperament of the old beggar. This person is a typical hard-mouthed and soft-hearted man. In fact, he recognized Xuanzang from the very beginning, and then deliberately said that he would beat Sanle's disciple to death with one palm, in order to scare Xuanzang away. .

Also, at the gate of the White Horse Temple before, the common people threw yellow mud at him, the majestic monk of the Yang God Realm was not angry at all, and he did not take revenge secretly.

Sure enough, the person who can be entrusted by Master San Le is not bad at all.

"Yellow mud is originally filth, and it fell into the pond to form lotus flowers. Senior, I have passed your test. I wonder if you can tell the details of Master Sanle now?"

"No hurry, no hurry!" The old beggar rubbed his hands, his eyes a little excited.

"There were too many scruples in the previous competition, and it was not fun at all. I finally met someone like you, so let's have a good fight with the old beggar first!"

Obviously, when meeting Li Daoxuan, the old beggar was overjoyed to see Lie, his hands itched.

The previous confrontation can only be done to the end, otherwise the confrontation between the Yang Gods will be huge and eye-catching, and it will even destroy the terrain of the mountains and rivers. Now the old beggars come out of the Yang God to come to the Nine Heavens, just wanting to have a hearty fight .

Li Daoxuan showed a wry smile, and said: "Senior, do you have to fight?"

"Hey, Master Li, are you scared?"

Li Daoxuan shook his head and said: "In this case, the poor Taoist will be offended."

"Hahaha, just to offend, don't hold back, use all your supernatural powers, the old beggar has not been beaten for a long time, I really miss it!"

Li Daoxuan: "..."

The old beggar pointed at his face and said with a smile: "If you can beat the old beggar into a pig's head today, I will tell you all about Sanle, and beat me if you have the ability, don't be like a bastard eunuch Same, motherfucker, it doesn't hurt to beat someone!"

Li Daoxuan clenched his fists, this senior has a good heart, but this mouth... really deserves a beating!

"Come here!"

boom!
The samadhi real fire gushed out, covering the sky and covering the earth, burning the clouds red, like the second round of scorching sun.

"Hot hot hot...my hair!"

"Stinky boy, how come you are really hot when you make a move!!!"

……

White Horse Temple, in a Buddhist temple.

A monk with a white beard was sitting in front of Changle, and was teaching her the Shurangama Sutra.

He is the elder of the White Horse Temple, who was ordered by the head of Huitong to preach scriptures to this little boy, guide him to enlightenment, and take refuge in the Three Jewels.

"The Bodhisattva lives in the Shurangama Samadhi. He does not ask for wealth but gives alms. All treasures, food, clothing, elephants, and carriages in the vast world, the seas, the heavenly palaces, and the human world, he freely gives away..."

The old monk was very involved in speaking, and was fascinated.

Changle sat on the futon, with meditation seals in his hands, dignified and solemn, as if he had comprehended the meaning of Buddhist scriptures.

The old monk was very satisfied with Changle's performance. This son is really very enlightened. He is a natural talent for cultivating Buddhism.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he spoke well.

"Little benefactor, I will stop here today. The Shurangama Sutra is also known as the Shurangama Sutra on the top of the Tathagata. .”

Chang Le opened his eyes, clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance, this disciple understands."

Seeing that the other party was calm and respectful, the old monk was even more satisfied. He nodded and said, "I have good news for you. In a few days, Chief Huitong is going to accept you as a disciple in person. If you think about it, call it Jingzhen."

"Being the first personal disciple of Huitong is a blessing you cultivated in your previous life, and it is also a fate with my Buddhism. I believe your father and brother will also be happy for you."

Chang Le lowered his head, his lips trembled slightly, as if he was a little excited to hear the good news.

The old monk smiled and said: "Okay, the poor monk will go first, you should practice hard here, and copy the scriptures I taught today ten times."

"Yes."

Chang Le clasped his hands together and said humbly.

After the old monk locked the door and left, she raised her head abruptly, showing an expression of resentment.

"Smelly monk, you dare to put me under house arrest!"

"Also lecturing on the scriptures, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"You still dare to ask me to copy the scriptures. When the master comes back, I will beat you to the bum!"

……

After she was tired of cursing, she held her small face and sighed faintly, her dark and bright eyes showed a trace of sadness.

Master... where are you?

Have you forgotten Changle...

There are many monks guarding the courtyard outside, and it is airtight. She can't escape at all. In order to avoid being persuaded by those monks like flies in her ears, she pretended to obey and waited for the master to rescue her.

But who knows that most of the day has passed, and the master has not returned yet.

Did something happen to Master?
She denied this idea as soon as it surfaced. Master is invincible in the world. Even if the monks from the White Horse Temple are added together, they are not the master's opponent. He must have encountered some temporary delays.

Well, it must be so!

"Master, hurry up and save Chang Le, Chang Le misses you..."

"Master, if you don't save Chang Le, these monks will shave my hair..."

"Master, if you dare to forget Changle, I... I will never make flower honey cakes for you again."

The little girl squatted helplessly in the corner, imagining the scene of her being shaved and sent home, her nose sore, pearly tears almost fell down.

Although she is the eldest princess, witty and intelligent, she is only a nine-year-old girl after all, so she will inevitably feel a little panicked and helpless when encountering such a thing.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded.

"His Royal Highness... Shhh!"

A little old man with a gray beard popped out of the ground, only half of his body was exposed, and made a silent gesture to Changle.

Seeing him, Chang Le's eyes brightened.

He is the father-in-law of Shangyang City!
"Your Highness, the little god is under the order of the national teacher to protect you in secret. Before that, Huitong was there, and his mana was profound. The little god was not his opponent, so he didn't dare to show up. Please don't blame him, Your Highness."

Chang Le was instantly elated, his eyes were like crescent moons, and he smiled extremely happily.

It turns out that Master has not forgotten me, he has always cared about me, and quietly sent the land father-in-law to follow me.

Sure enough, Master cares most about Changle!
"Grandpa Land, take me to find Master quickly!"

Earth Lord shook his head and said: "Your Highness, I don't know. Next to this Buddhist monastery is Huitong's room. With the little god's technique of hiding from the ground, I have more than enough to hide myself. If I bring another person with me, I'm afraid I can't hide it from Huitong."

"so what should I do now?"

Changle said worriedly.

"Your Highness, don't worry, let's stay here first, and let the little god run away. Even if you search the entire Luoyang City, you will definitely find the national teacher!"

After appeasing Chang Le, the Duke of Earth escaped underground and left quickly.

Looking at the plaque on the White Horse Temple, he sneered in his heart.

Hui Chan and Hui Tong, you brothers have provoked the wrong person this time. If that disciple finds out that his disciple is imprisoned by you, he will be forcibly shaved and become a monk...

Hehe, I am afraid that the thousand-year-old White Horse Temple will not be preserved.

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　Thanks for Huashui's five hundred rewards, love!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)