Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 188 [To live up to the Tathagata and to live up to Qing]

Moon stars are rare.

At the foot of the mountain on the shady side of Liangchan Temple.

The monk in white walked out of the hut alone, and slowly came to the Thousand Buddha Hall.

On the wall, there is the Vajra Arhat boxing method, which is lifelike.

On the ground, there are bumps and holes, a total of [-] small footprints, all in disarray, and it is impossible to find a clue.

There are rumors in the world that this is the most powerful supernatural power of subduing demons in Liangchan Temple.

Whoever can stand in front of the stone wall, close his eyes, and walk [-] steps correctly will be firmly among the top three martial arts masters in the world.

The reason why this place is called the Thousand Buddha Hall is that the Liangchan Temple carves a Buddha statue here every year.

Now there are as many as a thousand.

The white-clothed monk is the guardian of this generation.

Since the white-clothed monk returned to Tai'an City from the far west, and then returned to Liangchan Temple, for many years, only one statue of Arhat has been carved.

That year, he brought back a young monk.

Named, North and South.

The door of the Buddhist hall opened, the moonlight was shining, and the monk in white faced the thousand Buddhas and sighed.

In the center of Thousand Buddhas, there is a chess pier guarding it.

The monk in white sat cross-legged, resting his cheek with one hand, leaning over, staring at the chess game.

After about half a cup of tea time, I stretched my waist and said to myself in the dark night:

"Cao Changqing, you are still so patient, no wonder the world respects you as official Cao."

The sound dissipated, and there was a long silence in the hall.

The monk in white flicked his sleeves, and dozens of black chess pieces flew out of the chessboard, floating in the air.

Flick your sleeves again.

Like a torrential rain, the chess pieces rushed towards a certain place in the darkness.

All the black chess pieces stopped immediately.

A gentleman dressed in a green shirt walked out slowly.

Every time he took a step, a floating black chess piece would burst.

The white-clothed monk stood still, but in the main hall, thousands of Buddha statues shook together, as if they had been invaded by a demon.

In the end, there was only one chess piece left in the air, and the handsome middle-aged scribe finally spoke and said with a smile:

"Sure enough, no one in this world can break your Vajra Realm."

The white-clothed monk said plainly: "Cao Guanzi, you are only using the power of Zhixuan, how about you try the Celestial Phenomena Realm?"

The slender man in Tsing Yi shook his head and said: "Don't try, that guy from Bei Mang back then, who claimed to be able to fight Qi Xuanjiao, came from thousands of miles away, but he couldn't hurt you at all."

After a pause, he said again: "Is that little apprentice of yours called Nanbei? Buddhism regards it as the hope of the end of the Dharma. Given time, he may be able to defeat you."

After finishing speaking, he took a wine gourd from his waist and threw it to the monk in white, saying:
"This is the royal wine from the palace, specially brought for you.

You don't have to be so vigilant, I would rather compete with Deng Tai's Peach Blossom Sword than get involved with you.

The world only knows that you are undefeated King Kong, but only I know the horror of your angry King Kong eyes. "

The white-clothed monk took a sip of the imperial wine, marveled, scratched his cheeks, and said:

"People and cats didn't leave you behind?"

Cao Changqing placed two pieces on the chessboard, shook his head and said, "It just so happened that we didn't meet them."

The monk in white took another sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and asked:
"You came to Liangchan Temple this time, and you want me to help you rescue that little princess with great luck, and then restore the country?"

Cao Changqing looked a little lonely, and said:
"I know you won't agree, so I won't waste this tongue anymore."

The monk in white took another sip of wine and said, "Then you came here to change your fate against the sky."

Hearing this, Cao Changqing suddenly saluted him, bowed to the end, and refused to straighten his waist for a long time.

Looking at the wine gourd in his hand, there was only half of it left, so he simply drank it all, so as not to miss it all the time.

Suffocated, wiped his mouth, and sighed:

"Cao Guanzi, you should wake up. Back then, Longhushan changed his fate against the heavens. Could it be that you don't know the fate of that celestial master?"

The world-famous official with arrogance is invincible to Cao Changqing, but he shows no sign of straightening his waist.

The monk in white put down the empty jug in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but that the general trend is unstoppable!

A few years ago, Beiliang's luck increased sharply. If I expected it to be correct, there must be two people under his command who are not weaker than me.

Now, when encountering a storm, it will turn into a dragon, and the flying dragon is in the sky, you should also know this.

Above the rivers and lakes, you have no power, and in the imperial court, Western Chu has already destroyed the country.

In the current situation, not to mention you, even if Qi Xuan frame came to the world, it is absolutely impossible for Western Chu to restore the country. "

As the words fell, Cao Changqing, the official, finally straightened up slowly.

Dazed and speechless, with a desolate look on his face.

Outside the Hall of Thousand Buddhas, thunder and lightning flashed, and it rained heavily.

Looking at the green-clothed monk, the white-clothed monk recalled the years of friendship between the two, heaved a long sigh, and said:
"This jug of wine is really good wine. For the sake of this good wine, Guanzi Cao, I give you a word, and I hope you will take care of yourself."

Cao Changqing just watched the pouring rain outside the hall and remained silent.

The monk in white sighed and shook his head, saying:

"That little princess of Xichu is indeed blessed with great luck, but if you insist on taking her away from Beiliang.

That luck, in the face of the general trend of the world, can't save her life, and you can't escape. "

The official's invincible Cao Changqing bowed again.

Finally, he turned around gracefully and left in the torrential rain.

Although there are thousands of people, I will go too!
This is the invincible official Cao Changqing.

Not long after, a young monk came running with an umbrella, but Cao Changqing had long since disappeared.

At the entrance of the Thousand Buddha Hall, the white-clothed monk looked at the little monk who was running in the majestic rain, splashing mud everywhere, but ignored the little monk, and murmured to himself:
"Stupid Nanbei, you have a Zen, you can live up to the Tathagata and live up to Qing..."

Under the majestic rain, the white-clothed monk looked towards the south of the Yangtze River, whispered again, and said:

"Cao Guanzi, don't want to be buried in the south of the Yangtze River.

The mountain is poor, and I don’t have the money to burn paper for you every Ching Ming Festival.

You always say that I am invincible in the world, but who knows.

Back then, that lunatic kid from Beiliang was in this hall, and broke my invincible King Kong body with one finger.

It's not that I don't help you, it's because of promises, that kid lives in this world for a day, and I can't leave these two temples for a day.

That kid is really crazy, don't mess with him.

The land in the south of the Yangtze River is really far away. If I ask someone to collect your body, it will probably cost a lot of money.

But I really have no money..."

in the dark.

The white fox put his hands on the handle of the embroidered knife on his waist, rubbing it lightly, as if he was stroking his lover's face.

Therefore, one time, seeing that His Royal Highness caressing Xiudong like this, he almost fell out with him.

In the corridor on the third floor of Tingchao Pavilion, I watched the huge Beiliang Palace quietly.

It's really hard to believe that at this moment, there is not even a single owner in this mansion.

This made the white fox face, who had been taking a break from his busy schedule, laugh at himself dumbly.

Holding on to the railing with both hands, there was a slight coolness, and for a while, my thoughts were full of thoughts.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind:
"Mr. Nangong, it's so rare to see you being lazy.

If that kid finds out, he won't be able to help but tease you. "

Bai Hulian suddenly turned around, looked at the haggard old man in front of him, shook his head and said: "In front of Junshi Li, I dare not call myself Mr."

The haggard old man fumbled in his sleeve for a while, his movements were the same as those of His Highness Shizi.

Take out a very good-looking kit, just a kit, it is estimated to be worth a lot of money.

Handed the kit to her, said:
"Congratulations on reaching the third floor! This is more than a year faster than I expected.

This kit was told by the kid when he left, and I will entrust it to you when you climb up to the third floor. "

Nangong Pushe was suspicious, what could he leave for himself?
(End of this chapter)