In Famen Temple, there was a treasure light soaring into the sky first, and then the master was chopped down by a mortal. There was such a big commotion next door, and it was impossible for Zhujian Mountain to not react.
However, what the Buddha didn't expect was that the saint actually did it in person.
Zhang Yajiu watched Li Taiping and others leave Famen Temple safely, and then turned to glance at the Buddhist monk in white who smiled respectfully.
"You think too much and have strong obsessions. So, why can you become a disciple of Buddha?"
Looking at the Sword Master Zhang Yajiu who turned away gracefully, Fozi's smile slowly became stiff. He didn't know what the meaning of the word without beginning or end was.
The Seven Skillful Exquisite Hearts can communicate with all things in the world. No matter they become Buddhas or Taoists, they should not be ordinary people.
The Buddha's son was born with a seven-skilled and delicate mind. He didn't know that his parents knew how to do it, so he followed the Buddha to learn the Dharma from as early as he could remember. He often listened to the Buddha's words about the Buddha's kingdom in the world.
The Buddhist kingdom in the world became his obsession.
Only by letting go of his obsession can he become a Buddha immediately, but he couldn't let go, even though he was already a disciple of Buddha.
He traveled around the world for the sake of gods and humans. The journey of thousands of miles made him understand one thing: the Buddhist kingdom in the world is just beyond his reach. Until he met a middle-aged scholar, and they talked all night long, and it was very likely that they would regret meeting each other late.
feeling.
The scholar talked a lot with him, talking about the world, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and how to build a Buddhist country in the world.
The Buddha knew that the scholar was doing something big that would change the world, and he also promised him that as long as he was willing, he would one day join the Buddhist kingdom in the world...
The sword master's figure floated away, and Buddha sighed and whispered softly.
"Because I am a Buddhist, that's why I have obsessions and think a lot."
There is an effect only if there is a cause, just like when Emperor Hongdao ascended the throne, there was a master named Li Fuguo. Because of the decline of the Daqian River, there was the effect of Li Fuguo's death in Famen Temple today.
The grand master in the palace died in battle, which was a naked provocation to the imperial power. But when the news came to the palace, the emperor was now mute and unable to speak out his sufferings.
What can Emperor Hongdao do? Could it be that the elder of the Li family has rebelled? Can this be said casually?
Leaving aside who was behind the elder man of the Li family, just talking about the person who took action that night made Emperor Hongdao afraid to accuse Li Taiping of treason.
The Cui family, King Fu, Nanhai, and those people behind Li Taiping, it was too late for Emperor Hongdao to win over them, so how could they push them out.
The decree came from the palace. When he was an official in the same dynasty, he had a drunken private fight, which resulted in the death of his loyal minister. The emperor was furious, and Li Taiping was demoted to a commoner and would never be hired. He posthumously named Li Fuguo the Duke of Xi.
When the decree comes out of the palace, there is an uproar in the civil and military affairs. There is a drunken private fight. Isn't this just lying? And the imposition of titles and punishments are a bit unreliable, aren't they?
It is probably a unique honor for a eunuch to be granted the title of Duke. Besides, Li Taiping did not rebel, was not imprisoned, or even exiled, but was dismissed from office. This slap seems a bit light and unfair.
The civil and military officials in the imperial court were all sharp-eyed, but no one stood up and said a fair word. The emperors were all arguing with each other, who would care about the Duke with a dead eunuch, and who would stubbornly fight against the eldest son of the Li family.
There is no benefit, who will offend anyone, not to mention that one is a dead person and the other is a ruthless person who can kill even a master.
The turmoil in the city turned into an undercurrent in an instant. No one discussed the matter openly, but secretly everyone had their own thoughts and actions. Unlike in the city, things were going wrong in the world, and Li Taiping was now considered a
Famous throughout the world.
People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. Who is Li Taiping? He was suddenly exposed. Even Li Taiping's emotional affairs were widely circulated...
In the weapons town, Pulsatilla's blacksmith shop is both lively and deserted.
It was lively because there were a lot of people living there, including an ordinary person carrying a sword box. But it was deserted because there were fewer people visiting the shop because of the ordinary people carrying a sword box.
The white-headed man stopped blacksmithing recently. When he had something to do, he stared at the boy carrying the sword box. He couldn't understand why Jiu Yatou fell in love with such a person. He wanted to be literary but not literary, and his appearance was not surprising. All day long he only knew
The guy who copied the book.
When Bai Touwen thought about it, Jiu Yatou's lover must be the kind of person who is rare in the world and is versatile in both civil and military affairs. The boy in front of him is not worthy of it.
The Nine Girls of Zhujian Mountain were raised by the residents of the Weapon Town, and the vast majority of people in the town thought the same as the Pulsatilla.
When Li Taiping first arrived in the town, he looked around, but when he saw those people, they either shook their heads or sighed, but he could only shake his head and smile bitterly.
"It takes a lot to fall in love with someone. Love is never a matter of two people. Therefore, you have to learn to accept, learn to endure, and learn to tolerate."
Li Taiping slowly placed the brush on the pen holder, turned his head in confusion and said, "Why do you talk about love?"
Dugu Qingqing shook his head and said: "Your handwriting is not as good as before. Your heart is not at peace."
Li Taiping didn't say anything, he just turned around, picked up the pen, and started writing neatly.
His heart was not at peace. He told himself that maybe the mountain was too close, maybe the people in the town were not friendly, maybe he had just killed the master, maybe there were many more, so he felt uneasy.
As for why, he didn't want to think deeply about it. Writing the words in front of him and going up the mountain to receive the sword from the saint was what he needed to think about.
Chen Buwen passed by the window and took a look inside. She saw Li Taiping who was concentrating on writing and standing quietly in white clothes. After looking at it for a long time, she shook her head slightly and sighed...
Before that, Chen Buwen had only heard from Dugu Qingqing that Li Taiping fell in love with writing. Now that he caught a glimpse of the scene at the window, Chen Buwen couldn't help but think. The scenery changes with the four seasons, but what remains unchanged is the green shirt at the window, elegant and smiling.
, the years are quiet and peaceful...
Human beings are made of flesh and blood, how can they be ruthless and unjust?
Chen Buwen could tell from the words and deeds of the two of them that they were both deliberately keeping a distance, but that natural thing could not be hidden.
She had seen that after Li Taiping finished a bowl of rice, he would pass the empty bowl to Dugu Qingqing, and Dugu Qingqing would fill it up and pass it back. She had also seen that everyone was drinking tea while chatting.
However, peace came and boiled water was put into Dugu Qingqing's hands.
There are many similar things. For example, Dugu Qingqing knows what Li Taiping likes to eat, and Li Taiping knows what Dugu Qingqing doesn't like.
All of this, nothing is done deliberately, it seems to be a habit. Habits do not happen overnight, they are hard work and take a long time to develop.
Chen Buwen would not break all this, she chose silence, because once the emotional window was pierced, the things that the two of them deliberately avoided would fall on the paper.
The door opened gently, and Dugu Qingqing walked slowly behind Chen Buwen and said calmly: "A thousand pieces of gold are easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find. If you have a confidant in life, what else can you ask for?"
Chen Buwen turned around and stared at Baiyi's light eyes for a long, long time. Then he saw Dugu Qingqing glance back at Qingyi in front of the case, and smiled slightly: "Dalang understands that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. Qingqing is also
know."
After saying that, he turned to look at Chen Bu and asked, "I haven't seen Jiumei for a long time. How about climbing tomorrow?"
This was a question and answer, so Chen Buwen nodded and didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Zhujian Mountain has long been open to climbing, but after Li Taiping killed Li Fuguo, no one was brave enough to risk losing their head to climb the mountain.
It can be said that the matter of choosing a son-in-law at Zhujian Mountain has been a commotion for a year, but the result is that the mountaineering road only belongs to one person at this time.
Early in the morning, the weapons town was quiet and quiet. Countless pairs of eyes watched the man in blue carrying a sword case, walking out of the Pulsatilla's shop, walking along the stone street, and arriving at the mountain road.
When Li Taiping stepped onto the mountain climbing stone steps, suddenly a wind came from the mountain and wrinkled his green shirt...
Jian Xilai watched Qingshan disappear on the mountain road, and said expressionlessly: "I heard that the people in the mountains are unreasonable."
Cui Mingdao stretched his waist and said with a smile: "It's not that I'm unreasonable, it's that I am reasonable."
Bai Yunshang raised his eyebrows and said with a bad smile: "When a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain. You will suffer the consequences."
"Except for a few bad calligraphy, I can barely master it. I am also a talented scholar. Don't bury the scholars."
Bai Yunshang glanced at Cui Mingdao, laughed and scolded: "You are the only scholar, but you are full of tricks."
Cui Mingdao glanced at Dugu Qingqing and said with a smile: "If you talk about being romantic, you can't be considered romantic. My brother is called wilting and pouting..."
Before he finished speaking, Cui Mingdao felt pain in his ribs and hurriedly kept silent.
Dugu Qingqing smiled lightly, not intending to explain, and there was no need to explain anything.
Chen Buwen took back his hand, looked at the mountain road and said: "Taiping has suffered a lot in these years, it's time to be happy when all the hardships are over."
It must have been half a month ago that I was so proud of the spring breeze. It's early summer now, so I'm afraid I won't be so proud anymore.
Zhenxi Peak plunges directly into the majestic Yunduan Mountain. It is as majestic as Mount Tai, as dangerous as Mount Hua, as beautiful as Mount Emei, as quiet as Qingcheng, and astonishing as Mount Huang. It is no wonder that a generation of sword masters would settle here.
Along the mountain road, you can see more than a hundred stone steles. These stone steles record the past thousands of years of emperors, generals and ministers, offering sacrifices and worship. They record the heavy history of China.
It was early summer, and the mountain breeze was slightly cool. But on the mountain road, I saw a man in a green shirt sweating profusely and walking with difficulty.
Although Li Taiping had lost all his martial arts skills, he was still a moderately accomplished Taoist. How could he stagger around using dead branches as a crutch? How could he be so vain?
A man cannot be weak, but if the people on the mountain want to make him weak, it will be difficult for him to stand up.
Who is the Sword Master? Judging by his force, there should be no one in the world today who can rival him except one Buddha. If one day the Sword Master has had enough of his life, the Taoist Buddha will also have to stay away to prevent him from dragging his colleagues with him on a whim.
Travel to the underworld.
With such an unreasonable saint taking care of him, Li Taiping's desire to leave easily was undoubtedly a fantasy.
Li Taiping climbed Zhujian Mountain, but what was resting on his shoulders was also Zhujian Mountain.
The five towns of China and the West Town forge swords that cannot crush a mortal. It is obviously not this person who is born with supernatural power and can carry the mountains. It is this person who never admits defeat and never accepts his fate...
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