Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 196

2020-11-19

The emphasis behind Chapter 196

Fuyuan Temple, an explosive news spread all over the world.

The last two places for the Sangha in Beijing have finally been decided.

Unexpectedly, the biggest winners, Jiekong and Jieping, were backed by the abundant resources of Guanyin Temple and Heavenly King Palace, and finally lost.

The martial law and martial law, which are not favored by others, become the final winner.

Arhat Ting fought several battles. Although the process was blocked and no outsiders knew about it, the final result had already been reported, and the side of martial law and martial law won.

The news that came after the fact further confirmed this.

Jiekong and Jieping seemed to have parted ways, one after the other returned to the temple, in the name of retreating and chanting scriptures, and declined visitors.

On the contrary, martial law and peace, strutting back to Fuyuan Temple, their expressions are full of joy that cannot be concealed.

Well, Fang Dou, Master Songzhu and disciple were also invited back to the temple together.

As the biggest hero of this battle, Fang Dou was almost pulled by the sleeves of the two and returned to Fuyuan Temple all the way.

The monk on duty at the door today is a familiar face to Fang Dou, as if it was his first time here, giving him cold shoulders and his companions.

Jie Yan saw Fang Dou, his eyes widened, and he took a step forward.

"What are you doing?"

The martial law raised his head in dissatisfaction, "Is this the guest we invited back?"

Jie Yan was about to open his mouth, but he was dragged to death by his companions He stopped and smiled apologetically at martial law, "I'm sorry, Jieyang has a bad eye, he didn't see clearly!"

"Don't get out of the way!"

The companion pulled Jie angrily, dodged aside and watched the two of them, Martial Law and Jie Xing, and solemnly invited Fang Dou in.

"Jie anger, you don't even look at it, martial law and martial law have invited him as a guest, can you stop that person if you want?"

"Now It's not the same as it used to be, bear with it!"

Jiang roared a few times in a low voice, "It's too embarrassing!" Stare more round.

"The Righteous Martial Uncle, the Fang Dou brother, makes us two best friends."

Known as the Righteous Martial Uncle, he is the Master of abstinence , is also the old red robe monk who declined Fang Dou's admission to the temple last time.

The old monk no longer had a cold expression and a friendly smile. After looking at Fang Dou for a moment, he couldn't help but exclaim, "What a man of wisdom, he deserves to be valued by the two Martial Nephew!"

"My Fuyuan Temple is famous for its outstanding people. Why don't I stay a few more days as a guest, so that the two Martial Nephew can fully enjoy the friendship of landlords!"

Fang Dou thought to himself, does this old monk remember? Too bad, can't stand it anymore?

Can't help but say, "This master, I'm not a monk in this temple, I'm afraid I can't stay for a long time!"

He kept his face straight, "Why do you need to see the outside world, Buddhaism is great! Open the door of convenience, welcome visitors from all over the world, don't be restrained, as the saying goes, my hometown is where my heart is at ease, and Fuyuan Temple is my home!"

"So, many thanks to Martial Uncle!"

The two, Martial Law and Martial Law, hurriedly thanked Fang Dou and continued to walk forward.

Keep smiling and watch the entire group leave.

"This..."

Ji's chin almost fell to the ground. Is this still the Master he has always reserved and worked on? The contrast with usual is too great.

"Learn, or you'll be the gatekeeper for the rest of your life!"

......

"Fang Dou, this time we can win, you are the first !"

The two, Martial Law and Precept Xing, pulled Fang Dou, Songzhu master and disciple into the seat, and that was what they said in the first sentence.

Fang Dou hurriedly declined, "Songzhu Fellow Daoist won two games in a row, and most of the credit belongs to him."

Before the two of them could speak, Songzhu opened the mouth and said, "Fellow Daoist is humble, if you hadn't defeated Qi Wuzai forget, we would have already lost!"

"Half-ninety managers, you are the one of the Foundation Establishment!

"No, no, for the sake of the mountain, the results fall short. If you didn't pull strongly against a crazy tide in the end, Poor Daoist's victory won't help! "

"..."

The two of them pushed back and forth, stunned by the martial law and martial practice.

Are all Taoists so humble?

Fang Dou finally couldn't bear it anymore, straight to the point, "Songzhu Fellow Daoist must acknowledge this credit! "

"Why? ”

Not only Songzhu, but both martial law and martial law did not understand.

After this battle, Fang Dou defeated the hermits of Palgong Mountain, revealing the Sword Immortal in Shu. His stunts will surely usher in a good opportunity to become famous.

With Fuyuan Temple making him famous, Fang Dou's fame can not only spread throughout Jinling County, but even spread to neighboring areas in a short period of time. Weiyang and Kuaiji in two counties.

“Frankly, my teacher has always been low-key and taught me not to be too public! "

Fang Dou's expression became 'depressed', "This time, I have exposed my true skills in public, and I am already uneasy in my heart. If it spreads all over again, how can I be worthy of the Master's teachings!" ”

He pretended to be distressed, but he was actually worried. When he heard that, the authentic Sword Immortal from Shuzhong came to the door to 'fake fakes' and took care of him.

Life is so beautiful , how can I die?

“so that's how it is! "

The Taoist priest Songzhu looked serious, "Your teacher is really deep plans and distant thoughts, the Poor Daoist admires, and is willing to take the credit of Fellow Daoist. "

He turned to martial law and martial law, "I also ask you to cooperate, try not to mention Fang Dou Fellow Daoist's performance in this battle." "

Jiexing nodded and said, "Jiekong and Jieping, for fear of being too embarrassing, will not deliberately promote it. "

"Yes, Fang Dou brother is the descendant of Sword Immortal in Shuzhong, I will tell you if you kill him!" Martial law patted his fat chest, a pair of keeping secrets for his brother, willing to knife piercing both sides.

Fang Dou relaxed, now it's safe.

 …

That night, in the quiet room presided over by the abbot, martial law knelt down on the futon, looking at the old monk opposite with some fear.

"So, you have seen it with your own eyes, Fang Dou performed it, Is it really the means of Sword Immortal in Shu? "

"genuine! "

The martial law was nodded, and his cheeks shook twice, "The hermit of Bagong Mountain also personally admitted that it was indeed the method of Sword Immortal in Shu, not a fake from the people!" "

The abbot presided over the nodded, "You can win him over as a helper, which is also a blessing!" "

Martial law heard that he was complimenting himself, and was so happy to show his teeth.

"How are you going to thank him?" I heard that Jiekong invited the hermits from Bagong Mountain, but they used 10,000 taels of gold as a thank-you gift for winning! "

The martial law is heart shivered with cold. It turns out that the abbot knows everything, and now he will explain it without omission and in detail.

"I have saved some gold and silver, and I have a lot of precepts."

Okay, I got some spirit honey and plan to give it to Fang Dou. "

The abbot presided over the calculation and said, "Don't give away gold and silver vulgar things, but the spiritual honey of abstinence, which is very beneficial to cultivation, and it can be seen!" "

"Well, let's go, go under my bed and take out the red lacquered octagonal wooden box in the third drawer from the right!" "

Martial Law moved his plump body and took out the wooden box with difficulty.

"Open!" "

Inside the wooden box, there is a half-torn sleeve with some black spots on it.

"Give this thing to Fang Dou, don't say anything." "

"In the future, he will naturally remember your favor!" ”

The abbot looked at the sleeves and sighed in his heart. Who would have thought that the seemingly bland rags were actually fragments of Sword Immortal daoist robe.

This treasure , in the hands of Sword Immortal of the cultivation Flying Sword, it is priceless!

(end of this chapter)