Under the sun, the shadow wall is swaying, and the branches are swaying. The moon is above the pavilion, and the tiles are cold and frost is flying.
On the slightly older buildings and halls of Hongdao Temple, the silhouettes of tree shadows illuminated by the moonlight became increasingly clear, and lights were sporadically lit in the courtyard.
A writing desk was set up near the window, with pens, inks, paper and inkstones spread out in an array. Gongsun Zhenren stood with a pen in hand, looking stunned, facing the yellow paper on the desk, but could not write for a long time.
The window lattice blocked his eyes, dividing the autumn moon night, overlapping with the fragmented memories. The beautiful figure was holding on to the railing, smiling at him, smiling... just like a drop of ink falling into the clear water, gradually fainting and dissipating.
.Extreme wisdom will inevitably lead to injury, but deep love will not last long. He has understood this truth for many years.
After pondering for a long time, I finally condensed my thoughts and wrote:
My sister Chunxi! It has been many years since we last saw each other, and the hair on the temples has already grown. Yesterday’s dream has disappeared like dust, and today the moon shines brightly on Luo City. Brother Fool has been invited to come here, for the first time to discuss Taoism and to train disciples. The day before yesterday, there was a martial arts performance in the Taiwei Palace Zhaitan altar.
, I, Shangqing Guanchong Lingzi Yang Chaoxi, met with my disciple Hua Xizi Cui Wan to draw lots, perform martial arts and learn from each other, and they confirmed each other. However, there was a difference in the moves, which was not the original intention; so I apologized and regretted myself, which was actually my original intention! Special!
On this cold night, I am writing a book and asking my disciples to pay homage to Guanmen. My sister, Chunxi! Since you are cultivating the Kun Dao, you may be able to teach it to those who can be blamed, but never hurt or destroy it. This is the only wish of this foolish brother. Xuantong paused.
After abbreviating the letter, Gongsun Zhenren took another letter bag with carp patterns, packed it carefully, and wrote in ink characters "Linji Guanzhu Taijian". Then he put out the lights and candles, and went to sleep on the wooden couch with his clothes on.
After fasting the next morning, Gongsun Zhenren summoned Yang Chaoxi, Huang Shuo, and Zhuo Songtao to the guest room, handed the letter to Yang Chaoxi, and then said: "I am here by invitation, so don't be anxious. Chong Lingzi
, you can forward this letter to Yuan Yizi, the master of Linji Temple, and he will not embarrass you. Ming Lingzi, Yu Lingzi, you two go with him, there is some money here, you can go to the south first
I'll buy some autumn fruits from the market and take them with me. Remember! Treat each other with courtesy and don't start any more disputes." The three disciples agreed and exited the room.
At this time, in the martial arts arena, only Fang Qidou, the disciple of the sect, was doing "Seizing Fist" in front of the wooden stake. Seeing several people carrying their baggage and walking towards the gate, they hurriedly ran over and asked with a smile: "How many Taoists are there?"
Friend, are you going out?"
Yang Chaoxi nodded: "According to the order of the temple master, I went to Linji Temple to pay a visit to a Taoist senior. I will be back in the afternoon." Huang Shuo covered his mouth and accidentally laughed.
Zhuo Songtao hurriedly gave Huang Shuo a violent blow on the head, and said with a smile: "Don't let the family scandal be publicized, let's go back quickly!"
Seeing this situation, Fang Qidou rolled his eyes and guessed some of the inside story. He came up to him in a narrow-minded manner: "Junior brother Yang! If we, as Taoists, see our fellow Taoists in urgent need, how can we stay out of it? Besides, I and I
Those senior sisters from Linjiguan are the most familiar with each other. Why don't you take me with you? If you encounter something embarrassing, you can help me out. You guys stay for a while, I will report to the master and I will be here right away!" Yang Chaoxi lamented in his heart.
Yiyi: Why does this Taoist brother have to get involved in everything?
Sure enough, within half the stick of incense, Fang Qidou had already changed into a Taoist robe and ran over in high spirits: "Let's go!"
A few people left Xiuwenfang and walked eastward along Jianchunmen Street. After walking for four or five miles, they saw a bustling crowd on the left hand side, going in and out between the high and low walls of tile houses and earthen walls. It was a lush scene.
They knew that this was Nan City. Since they had business to do, Yang Zhaoxi and Zhuo Songtao rejected Fang Qidou's suggestion to take a stroll in Nan City. After comparing prices for a while, they bought some green plums and hawthorns.
Putao, carrying his baggage, left Nanshi and walked towards Linjiguan.
The four of them walked west for a few miles, then turned south and spent more than two miles before arriving in front of Dunhua Square, where Linji Temple and Tongxuan Temple were both built. When the four people passed by Tongxuan Temple, they happened to
A stout Taoist priest sent several pilgrims out.
After the stout Taoist sent off the pilgrims with his salute, he saw four people here, Shi Shiran, passing by. He was immediately furious: "Zongzong! Do you still recognize me, Master Taoist? You actually played tricks on me a few days ago! What if today?
If you have the guts, come to my Tongxuan Temple and have another showdown!" The four of them looked sideways, but it was Mo Xiaoru who was defeated by Fang Qidou that day.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, Fang Qidou had no choice but to take a few steps forward, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "This Taoist brother is well! That day, the Taoist brother was so merciful and sent out a move to attack, how could Xiaodao not know about it? Today, Xiaodao and several Taoist friends
If anything happens, I’ll come back another day to pay my respects!”
Although Confucian Mo Xiao is clumsy, he is not easy to fool: "Zhuan Zongzi, you want to expose it with just a few light words? You are so eloquent! Come, come, come! You don't want to enter the temple, do you? Let's just talk to each other on the street.
, fight for hundreds more rounds..." At this time, another Taoist priest from Tongxuan Temple heard the sound and saw that Mo Xiaoru was about to conflict with others, so he hurriedly pulled him back to the Taoist temple. But Mo Xiaoru was still shouting unwillingly
, "Zongzi Chuan, you wait for Taoist Master..."
After Yang Chaoxi and others looked at it, they all shook their heads: It seems that there are many Taoist priests who are not good at martial arts and have high voices! Yang Zhaoxi walked forward silently, patted Fang Qidou on the shoulder, and suddenly something came out of his heart.
A feeling of sympathy and sympathy for each other.
The four of them walked west for more than a hundred steps before arriving in front of Linji Temple. The shape of the gate is similar to Hongdao Temple and Tongxuan Temple. The only eye-catching thing is the two stone unicorns squatting on both sides of the gate, male and female facing each other.
The four of them took a few steps forward, and as expected, an acquaintance came to greet them. It was a female Taoist priest with delicate features: "Where are these Taoist friends from? I wonder which Taoist priest I want to pay homage to?"
Yang Zhaoxi took out the letter written by Gongsun Zhenren from his arms, and took the baggage of mixed fruits handed over by Zhuo Songtao. With a humble expression, he handed the letter and the baggage to the female Taoist Zhike: "We are from Mang Mountain.
A disciple of Qingguan, I have come to pay homage to the master of Guanyi Guanzhen, Master Gongsun Zhenren, and I would like to ask this senior sister to report it on my behalf. Please also accept some miscellaneous fruits."
The female Taoist priest frowned slightly, but she had already recognized Yang Zhaoxi: "Are you Chong Lingzi? You really dare to come! That's fine, I will go and inform the temple master, you just wait here.
." After saying that, he turned around and entered the gate.
Yang Zhaoxi turned her head, and the worried look on her face finally showed. Zhuo Songtao and Huang Shuo smiled and said a few words of relief. Fang Qidou, on the other hand, looked at Guanmen in a daze and murmured to himself:
"Ice muscles and jade bones, the wind returns to the snow, what more can I ask for when I have a partner like this..."
"Isn't this senior sister familiar to me? Look at your saliva... it's almost wiped clean, so I shouldn't believe your words..." Zhuo Songtao gave Fang Qidou another violent shudder, hitting Fang Qidou on the back of the head with contempt.
said.
Fang Qidou laughed loudly: "...We are naturally familiar with each other, and we will become even more familiar in the future! These Taoist friends are really resolute in their Taoist hearts. They can't see such a beautiful couple like flowers, and the years are fleeting..." Zhuo Songtao wanted to beat him again, but was beaten again.
Fang Qidou jumped away, while Huang Shuo laughed and swept away the formation.
After waiting for a while, the female Taoist priest Zhike came out and bowed reluctantly: "My temple master invites you to come in!" After saying that, he led Yang Chaoxi and the four of them towards the main hall.
Fang Qidou quickly took a few steps forward and rushed to Yang Zhaoxi's side. He said with a smile: "Fang Qidou, the eldest son of Hongdao Temple, has not yet asked this junior sister for her Taoist name. I don't know what sutra the junior sister has recited recently.
?Maybe you can check with Xiaodao for details..."
The female Taoist priest Zhike suddenly stopped and turned around with a slightly angry expression: "Aren't there only Taoist priests from Shangqingguan? What do you mean by coming here?" Fang Qidou was quite quick-witted and was about to make a few excuses.
, the female Taoist priest winked to the right, and the two female Taoist priests on duty raised their brooms and stopped Fang Qidou.
Zhuo Songtao and Huang Shuo turned their heads and looked at Fang Qidou, who was blocking the broom, pretending to be aggrieved. They couldn't help laughing and laughed out loud. The female Taoist priest Zhike didn't look back and said coldly: "The Taoist gate is pure and clean.
Noisy!" The two of them covered their mouths and followed the rules.
Linjiguan Xuanyuan Hall is quite gorgeous and spectacular, with red lacquered phoenix pillars, three-color glazed tiles, cloud-patterned door and window lattice... Even the foundation stone held down by the pillars is carved into the shape of a basalt turtle and snake. In the middle of the hall, a year-old
An old woman in her sixties, wearing a black and blue Taoist robe, with a white whisk and gold in it, was reciting scriptures in front of the Taoist statue. When she heard that Yang Chaoxi and others had arrived, she turned around and held a hand in her hand.
He was still holding on to the greeting note written by Taoist Gongsun, which he had opened at the moment. Thinking about it, this was Yuan Yizi, the master of Linji Temple.
Taoist Priest Yuan Yizi's tone was calm and calm: "Tell Gongsun Xuantong, I have read the letter, but it is just a villain's heart to judge a gentleman's heart. An old Taoist will not bully a junior, so you can rest assured. Let's practice martial arts and learn from each other.
The outcome has long been determined, but my disciples in the temple are a little fooling around. This time, whether or not to compare, it is a matter of choice. Chong Lingzi, you can decide on your own." After hearing this, Zhuo Songtao and Huang Shuo felt relieved.
Taking a big breath, he almost opened his mouth to reject this inexplicable and strange competition for Yang Chaoxi.
Yang Chaoxi entered the hall anxiously. After listening to Taoist Master Yuan Yizi's words, he calmed down. He raised his head and said respectfully, "I would like to compete again." After hearing this, Zhuo Songtao and Huang Shuo wanted to jump.
Get up and beat him up.
Taoist Priest Yuan Yizi's eyes lit up, and he continued: "That's the case, the old Taoist will go over and bear witness to you. In order to avoid anyone worrying... I, Linji Temple, use the many to bully the few." After hearing what she said, the female Taoist Zhike said,
They made a leading gesture, and Yang Chaoxi and the others followed them out of the main hall and walked towards the martial arts field at the back of the hall.
The eaves and corridors were brisk all the way, chrysanthemums were blooming under the corridors, and the sweet and elegant fragrance was blowing in the corridors, sometimes strong, sometimes light. As Yang walked day and night, his mind was gradually intoxicated by the fragrance of chrysanthemums, and it was not difficult to extricate himself. Zhuo Songtao, Huang Shuo saw him competing
At this moment, he was still distracted, so he kicked him from behind. Yang Zhaoxi staggered before he regained his concentration and concentrated on walking.
Passing through the corridor and passing through the courtyard, you can see a martial arts field six feet away, paved with black and white boulders, forming a huge Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish pattern. Outside the martial arts field, eighteen kinds of weapons are separated by length and placed neatly on several
On the wooden shelves, some are mostly made of bamboo and wood, but some are shining with a cold light!
A thin and bright figure was already standing on the field. When he saw the person coming, his eyes suddenly widened: "frivolous kid! You finally dare to come!"