Taoist chanting

Chapter 436
That night, they had a rest in the cave on the mountainside of Biyi Peak, each had homework to do, and they were not in a hurry.

The next day the sun was rising, and the monk came out of the opposite cave, changed into a clean gray robe, with a touch of incense on his body, and greeted Zhang Guanzhu, who had changed into Taoist robes, smelled the smell of alcohol on the donkey, looked at it with a glance Bazui said: "I don't know the taste of wine for many years, can you get a bowl of wine for the monk to taste?"

He is a self-acquaintance, he was on the road yesterday afternoon, and he had a few words with the little ghost hiding in the tree house on the donkey's back.

Except for Lu Xin'er, the other two little spirits were shy and did not speak to the monk.

The donkey had already practiced sword energy all morning by the method of watching the bishop, and it was quite fruitful. Hearing the strange request from the monk, it grinned and shook its neck, and a jar of three catties of unopened mud flew out of its carrying basket. Drinking water, he said to the viewer with a strange attitude: "Can monks drink? How did I remember that monks can't drink."

The monk stretched out his hand to take the wine jar. He seemed to have guessed the donkey's doubts. He laughed and said, "Before the monk became a monk, he was a butcher in the market. It was not uncommon for him to drink heavily and eat meat. After nearly 20 years of precepts, he didn't even know about meat." smell."

He doesn't shy away from his background at all. Shi Jia said that he put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately. He put down the butcher's knife for almost 20 years, but instead broke the precepts and took another path.

Skillfully slapped the mud seal open, unscrewed the Tao plug, opened his mouth and sucked lightly.

A stream of clear wine flew out from the mouth of the altar and fell into the monk's mouth, and he took two gulps of "gudong gudong".

The monk wiped the wine from his mouth, shook his head and said, "It doesn't taste like it used to. Alas, breaking the precepts is not fun at all." Put it back in the donkey basket.

Some relapses, and it is impossible to start all over again.

The donkey exclaimed: "My good boy, the monk is quite old, I didn't notice it."

Zhang Wenfeng has been observing the monk, "The monk does not speak of his name, and the Tao does not ask about his life." The monk seems to have completely let go of the precepts, and even told his own background. The monk really didn't understand, and he didn't understand it on purpose.

"The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remains."

"Uh……"

The monk listened to Daoist Zhang's peculiar comforting words, and he was stunned for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and laughed, laughing unscrupulously, tears came out after laughing.

The donkey moved away from the crazy monk so as not to frighten the elf in the tree house.

With its current ability, it can use lightning to protect the little spirits on its back, preventing them from being harmed easily.

The monk wiped away the tears on his face and returned to normal. He looked at the Taoist priest with a calm face beside him, who seemed to be surprised, and said, "Daoist Zhang, you have the roots of Buddhism, why don't you go to Tianshan Temple with the monk, or By ten years..."

Zhang Wenfeng interrupted: "Monk, please respect yourself, don't disturb my Dao heart."

Those who are evil and moral will be punished!

Regardless of whether the monk was intentional or unintentional, he categorically gave a warning that this kind of thing should not be allowed to happen.

Taoism and Confucianism are close because they are more complementary and less antagonistic, while Taoism and Buddhism are more antagonistic, and there is a fundamental conflict. Although the two monks will not meet and beat life and death, they can refute it , verbal disputes are common.

The monk folded his palms together and confessed his guilt, then turned his head and said to the donkey, "Your voice is loud and full of energy. I have a Buddhist exercise that suits you very well. It's called 'Vajra Lion's Roar'. Do you want to learn it?"

He couldn't just give the donkey the benefits of a word of enlightenment from Taoist Zhang.

They don't need to pay back the money they owe. In their eyes, worldly money is like dung, but the kindness owed must be rewarded.

If the donkey is unwilling to learn, his favor should be repaid.

The donkey looked at the Lord with its eyes, and now it is very careful when dealing with the monk. This bald donkey looks honest, but in fact it is cunning. It is worried about being sold by the monk and is still counting the money for the monk.

Seeing the master smiling and nodding, agreeing that he could learn the monk's exercises, the donkey brayed and was very interested in learning the "King Kong Lion's Roar" with the monk. This name sounds very powerful.

The monk taught the donkey how to breathe and howl with the mantra through sound transmission. After three times, the donkey was allowed to practice on the sidelines. He said to Zhang Guanzhu who was watching: "Donkey Daoist is very talented, you have learned it so quickly."

He really didn't expect the donkey to be so smart that he could draw inferences from one instance to another, and in a short period of time he learned the practice method of the Vajra Lion's Roar and transformed it into the use of demon power. Even if it is not performed with Buddhist skills, its power cannot be underestimated.

Zhang Wenfeng heard the high-pitched and pitch-changing donkey's loud voice, roaring out six different inflection sounds, but felt it was very noisy, and said with a smile: "It's the master who taught it well."

The ears of the two were not clean, and they were disturbed by the noise of the donkey. The two were patient enough, but they were not affected. They talked and laughed happily on the road.

The little ghost on the donkey's back used melodious music to dilute the noise, and the journey was still lively.

Walking near the half-moon cave, the donkey finally stopped talking. After drinking a jug of wine, his voice was a little hoarse, and said: "Monastery Lord, this exercise is very suitable for me. Roaring is very enjoyable. Practice for a while, and I will find it when I am proficient. A thieves try their power."

"Take it easy, don't yell at the thief to death."

Zhang Wenfeng joked about the sound transmission, and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and there were two black spots flying towards him quickly.

There are two bald monks, wearing uniform black monk robes, looking very capable.

Fayuan raised his green bamboo stick and explained: "I am taking this treasure with me, so it is inconvenient to travel to Da'an Dynasty. If someone covets and snatches the bamboo stick, there will be another disturbance. I will notify the temple and invite someone to come Take the bamboo stick back."

Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to signal the monk to let him go.

He thought the monk had forgotten about this, but it turned out that the monk had already made arrangements.

The donkey said via voice transmission: "There are two third-rank monks here. The green bamboo stick in Fa Yuan's hand has a lot to do with it. He just used it as a crutch all the way. I don't know if he is out of his mind or doesn't care?"

Zhang Wenfeng said via voice transmission: "Don't underestimate Fa Yuan, he is capable, but he just doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. He should be in a kind of 'empty' state of Shijia, and he sees people and things differently."

The donkey asked, "Will he harm us?"

Zhang Wenfeng replied via voice transmission: "Guess!"

This question is like asking "Is the monk a good person or a bad person?" He doesn't want to answer it.

There are no absolutes for good and bad people in the world, but the monk's trip will not be bad for them, he can see it.

The donkey returned a big white eye. If it could guess it, it wouldn't ask.

Facing the temple master and monks, it admits that its brain is not enough.

It still likes to play with the little fox demon and Hu Qiang'er, and it doesn't feel tired.

Fa Yuan flew up into the air and chatted with two monks via sound transmission for a while, then handed over the green bamboo sticks to the two of them, both of them put their palms together to salute, the two of them rushed down to Guanzhu Zhang and made their palms together, and then went back the same way, disappearing for a moment.

Zhang Wenfeng returned the salute, looked away, Fa Yuan's status was unusual, the two middle-aged monks who came to pick up the green bamboo staff were very respectful.

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(End of this chapter)