The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!

  Chapter 135 What kind of master is Immortal Master Ding Xuan

   Gazebo!

  The atmosphere was a little awkward.

  Ding Xuan Daoist patted his apprentice on the head: "Stop talking nonsense, we cultivators talk about following one's heart, cultivating willfulness, and pursuing self."

  Dawu listened to his master's words, and muttered in a low voice: "Ego... Your ego is cautious."

  The old monk withdrew his gaze, as if he didn't hear what Dawu muttered, and continued: "My disciple of the Three Treasures, you have already broken several precepts by following the Buddhist precepts."

  Dao Hai remained silent. He converted to Buddhism since he was a child, so he naturally knew the Buddhist precepts, but these days with his junior brother, he really felt that what his junior brother said was correct.

   "Amitabha, this is a sign of becoming a demon."

  The old monk heaved a long sigh. He realized that the younger brother in Daohaikou was a disciple of Buddhism and layman.

  In the eyes of the old monk, Daohai realized his mistakes and had nothing to say, but what Daohai thought about was what his younger brother had said to him.

  Facing those old guys who are stronger than yourself and like to preach, don’t contradict them, just cooperate with them, cater to them, wait until the opponent relaxes their vigilance, and then beat him with black hands.

   This old monk is very powerful.

  Dao Hai has seen it with his own eyes. On the Shuangmu Mountain, the old monk's Buddha's name is enough to make those monsters frightened. It was only when the abbot summoned the Golden Buddha that they could do this.

  I kept silent and pretended to wake up. Only in this way can I have a chance to escape.

  But the younger brother also said that change needs a process. I can't change right away, I need to change little by little, so as not to arouse the old monk's suspicion.

  After a quarter of an hour, the old monk took Dao Hai out of the pavilion.

   Ding Xuan watched the old monk disappear completely, and then said: "Apprentice, don't listen to the nonsense of this old bald donkey just now, we Taoists pay attention to doing things as we like, and there are not so many precepts."

  In the eyes of the old Taoist, what the young monk did was correct. Know yourself and know your enemy. This is a good word.

learnt.

  He is very interested in the junior brother that the young monk said, and this junior brother coincides with his own philosophy.

  It's a pity that the old monk is here, otherwise he would have to ask the young monk where his junior brother is from and what his name is, so that he can go to visit him, and he will definitely be his bosom friend.

   "Understood, master."

  Dawu replied perfunctorily, then looked in another direction, and said, "Master, why do we have to rest in this gazebo, so we can't go back at night?"

   "What do you know? We are going back to the Taoist temple. How can we go back at night? It must be daytime. Tonight, we will stay at the post station not far in front, and we will wash up before entering the city tomorrow morning."

   "Then master, why don't we go to the post station now, but stay here in this gazebo. We have been here for almost an hour."

  Dawu put his arms around his arms. In this winter, the cold wind has been blowing in the gazebo for an hour.

   "The closer you are to your hometown, the closer you are to your home, the more you need to calm down. After staying in this gazebo for an hour, have you lost your previous excitement?" the old Taoist asked with a smile.

  Dawu nodded, isn't it? It's been a cold wind for an hour, and my heart is cold, and I haven't been excited for a long time.

  The old Taoist was also relieved to see Flicker pass by his apprentice, he didn't want to stay here to blow the cold wind, but after the post you hour, the house price will be halved.

  …

  …

  The next day, morning!

  A rare sunny day!

  Wearing a white Taoist robe, the immortal old Taoist slowly entered the city with a young Taoist priest.

   "It's Daoist Ding Xuan!"

   "Qingfeng Guanding Xuan Taoist priest!"

   "Master Taoist, you are back."

  Many people in Shangyang City know Daoist Dingxuan, after all, Qingfeng Temple used to be very popular.

  Daoist Master Dingxuan also nodded with a smile, and from time to time he said "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun".

   "Layman Yang is still in good health."

   "It's been a long time since I saw Layman Cao, but I still have the same demeanor."

  Dawu followed behind his master, somewhat understanding why the master had washed the robe on his body three days ago, put it in the package and never wore it, so it was just to wait for this moment.

   Originally, it only took a quarter of an hour, but Daoist Ding Xuan insisted on walking for half an hour.

   "Apprentice, as a teacher, I deliberately slowed down to let the people in the city know that as a teacher, tomorrow there will be people coming to our Qingfeng Temple to offer incense."

  Daoist Master Dingxuan was very proud of himself. He deliberately chose to go to the city during the day, and he washed his clothes clean, just to create a fairy-like appearance, so that when the people in the city heard the news, they would come to the Taoist temple to offer incense.

  A few years have passed, and I don’t know if the Taoist temple is full of dust.

   It's just that when the old Taoist came to the gate of Qingfeng Temple, he was dumbfounded.

   "Master...Master, is this our Qingfeng Temple?"

  After half a ring, Daoist Dingxuan was also a little uncertain when he heard his apprentice Dawu's question.

   "Should...it should be."

Seeing the splendor in front of him, the entire gate is plated with a layer of brass, and the marble courtyard wall is half as high as before, if the old Taoist hadn't looked at the three gilded plaques of "Qingfengguan", he would have doubted it I went the wrong way.

  The veteran stepped in, but he was stopped by two people inside the door as soon as he entered.

   "Oh, it's the Taoist priest of Youfang. Our Taoist temple is under construction, and we don't accept visitors for the time being."

  The old way: "The poor way..."

"I understand that Taoist sects are all one family, and there are Taoist priests who come from wandering places to entertain them, but it is really inconvenient now, the Taoist temple is still resting, and there is no master there. There is an inn on the left side of the two of you, and you can live there. All the expenses can be counted on Qingfengguan, the shopkeeper of the inn knows."

   "It's a good thing, living for free...not right."

  The old Taoist almost didn't realize it. This is a matter of living for free. This is his own Taoist temple.

   "Who told our boss to be kind, you two can go there on your own, we still have work to do."

   After the two finished speaking, they walked towards the inside of the Taoist temple, leaving behind the dumbfounded old Taoist.

   "The Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate... Wait!"

   Seeing that the two were about to walk away, the old Taoist quickly reacted and called to stop them.

   "This Taoist temple belongs to your boss?"

   "That's right, the Taoist temple was demolished back then. Our boss bought it from the government with a land deed and rebuilt it. If it wasn't our boss, who else could it be?"

  The old man was stunned, blowing his beard and staring. He no longer had the calmness he had before. In order to avoid trouble, he took his apprentices out for a few years and wandered around for a few years. When he came back, he was gone?

  Have someone robbed your house?

  At the beginning, he took away the incense and merit book, just to prevent some things, but he didn't bring the land deed, because he never thought that someone would occupy the Taoist temple.

   Isn't it afraid that Taoist ancestor will show his spirit and send down a thunderbolt to kill him?

   "Master, our Taoist temple is gone."

  Dawu had a pitiful look on his face, the old Taoist was furious, and he didn't care that he had spent a lot of money to find someone to sew this Taoist robe on his body. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "This is the Taoist temple of the old Taoist."

   "Your Taoism?"

  The two looked at the old Taoist for a while, and the old Taoist said solemnly: "That's natural. The old Taoist is the master of Qingfeng Temple, and his Taoist name is Dingxuan."

"Hahaha!"

"Killing me!"

   A few seconds later, the two suddenly burst out laughing. The old way of laughing was a bit inexplicable. Did I say something wrong?

   "It's a pity that I thought you were a Taoist priest from Youfang, but now it seems that you are a liar. This is because I have found out about the Qingfeng Temple, and I want to pretend to be Dingxuan Immortal Master to seize the Taoist Temple."

   "You are not the first liar like you."

  The old Taoist was confused and asked: "Why can't the poor Taoist be the Taoist leader of Dingxuan?"

"Could you be Daoist Dingxuan?" One of the men glanced at the old Dingxuan with mocking eyes and said, "I don't know where you found the Taoist robe, maybe you stole it from somewhere, or it was discarded by Taoist priests. Can Immortal Master Cauldron Xuan wear your tattered Taoist robe?"

   Broken Taoist robe?

  Old Daoist Dingxuan stared wide-eyed, this robe cost him a tael of silver, and he still felt sorry for it for a long time.

   "Don't say it, you liar looks a bit like an immortal master, and your temperament is not bad. It seems that you have inquired about it in advance. Unfortunately, it is the robe on your body that betrays you."

   Don't be angry, don't be angry...

  The old Taoist took a few deep breaths, suppressed his anger, and asked, "Have you met Daoist Ding Xuan?"

"Naturally, we have never met the master, but our master is a disciple of the immortal master, and there is a portrait of the immortal master, and our master has said that the clothes he wears are not as precious as the Taoist robe on the immortal master. Our master wears Jiangnan The best Jinxiu is wearing the cloud thick feather cloak of Beihai, just like that, it is not as good as an immortal master."

   "Yes, the fairy master in the portrait is wearing a purple cassock, embroidered with auspicious clouds and cranes with gold and silver threads, and the cuff pattern is stitched by a good embroiderer stitch by stitch. What is it called..."

   "Sleeves are wide and wide, and the world of mortals has never been stained."

  The two of them looked at the old man's cuffs with mocking eyes while talking. The old man felt a little embarrassed by the look, and shrank his hands unconsciously. His cuffs were added and modified at the back, and the tailoring skills were not very good, and the needle and thread were a little distorted.

   "Where did you see it?"

   "It's in our Taoist temple, why, don't give up, let's take you to see it."

"it is good."

   Ding Xuan followed the two of them towards the inside of the Taoist temple. He found that there was an additional attic in the Taoist temple. After entering the door, he saw the portrait hanging on the wall.

  After looking at it for a while, Daoist Dingxuan confirmed that the one in the portrait was indeed himself, but in the painting he was in a court of splendid bones, wearing a noble Taoist robe, and this outfit was indeed very different from the current self.

   But the old man has to admit that the self in the portrait looks more like the master of one view.

   "Okay, now you have seen the portrait of the immortal master, you can go."

   "Master, it's clear..."

  Dawu also recognized the old Taoist in the portrait, but just as he opened his mouth, the old Taoist interrupted him.

   "Dingxuan Immortal Master is indeed extraordinary, the old Taoist should not have such a fake heart, so I will leave."

   After finishing speaking, the old Taoist gestured to his apprentice with his eyes not to talk too much, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Taoist temple.

   "Master, you are clearly in the painting, why do you still say that you are a fake?" After leaving the door of the Taoist temple, Dawu finally couldn't help it, and asked questions.

   "Even if I explain this as a teacher, these two people won't believe it, so why bother to argue with these two people there, let's go."

  The old Taoist explained that naturally he would not tell his disciples, it was all due to vanity, looking at himself in the portrait, he was really embarrassed to say that the person in the painting was him in front of others.

   "Go, where are you going, master?"

   "Go find that **** Lin Ye."

  The old Taoist has fully realized now, and said that he is his disciple, and he has the money to repair the Qingfeng Temple, and there is no one else except Lin Ye.

  (end of this chapter)