The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 136: Going south, crossing the river, dragging the mountain
Going alone to the North Mang Chapter 136: Returning south, crossing the river, dragging the mountain [Update time]:2013-07-2604:35:31[Words]:4796
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can't talk about coming from the best, and it's not easy to say that it's going back after defeat. Xu Fengnian was still dressed as the far traveler in the bookbox, the red robe femininity still sneaked in, but with a smiling head. After traveling three hundred li, I saw two horses rushing to the hut on the bank of the weak water. One of them was a man riding a horse, Yushu was facing the wind. The figure of the northerner and the appearance of the southerner turned pale when he saw Xu Fengnian. He staggered, knelt down to cover his heart, gritted his teeth and choked, muttering "knowing so" repeatedly on his mouth. Xu Fengnian knew it well, and did not comfort him, and looked down at the descendant of Xu Huainan's high hopes with a cold face. Such a gloomy meeting for the first time is really a terrible sight. There is no such thing as the perfect atmosphere in the history books where those wise monarchs and ministers meet each other and hate the night. The rest of Yiqi was sitting on a young boy who looked like a schoolboy, seeing the master so desperate, and by the way, he was extremely hostile to Xu Fengnian.
The man had already reached the crown, but he was less than thirty. After a moment of gaffe, he concealed his expression, not sad or happy, waved off the arm that the book boy was trying to support, stood up on his own, and let the book boy give up a horse, master and servant Riding a horse together, three people and two horses went to the south tacitly. Along the way through the gates of the cities, the gentle and jade-like men can talk to the captains along the way, but there are few hypocritical scenes of brothers and sisters. Passing through the southern end of Aquarius State, bypassing the land of Wang Ting Gyeonggi, and about to enter Jin Chan State, stopping for a rest in an inn in a small and deserted town, the two sides who watched with cold eyes finally had an open and honest conversation, and the inn business was cold. , The big square courtyard houses only a group of three of them. The night is as cool as water. The boy surnamed Mengxi sits on the stone steps at the entrance of the courtyard, sighing against the sky full of stars. There is a missing corner wooden table in the courtyard. A dilapidated bamboo chair that creaks as soon as you sit down. Xu Beizhi doesn’t drink alcohol. When he stayed in, he bought a pot from the inn to make his own wine. At this time, he placed it in front of Xu Fengnian, who was sitting opposite, watching him pour the wine. Entering the porcelain cup, Xu Beizhi said plainly: "It is said that turbid wine is happy to meet, you and I do not seem to have this fate."
Xu Fengnian calmly said: "Did your grandfather personally take this name?"
Xu Beizhi twitched his mouth, “I didn’t call this at first. When I was six years old, I was endorsing at Xujia Private School. Grandpa happened to pass by the window and called me to the front. After some questions and answers, I changed it to Beizhi. Orange. Born in the south is an orange, and born in the north is a orange. I didn’t know the meaning of my grandfather’s name, but now I know that I want me to migrate south and change from orange to orange. Grandpa has a good intentions and is a descendant. Elderly. I changed my name for three years. After I was nine years old, I read history books with my grandfather, and my relationship with my parents became indifferent. Perhaps my Royal Highness didn’t know that my grandfather had been paying attention to you for many years, especially since the King of Northern Liang refused you to enter Beijing. From the beginning, until you visited twice, Grandpa spent a lot of manpower and material resources to intercept first-hand news. I dare say that his old man was the first in Beimang to guess your identity."
At this point, Xu Beizhi cast his gaze to the room where Xu Fengnian was located, with one hand resting on his lap, his five fingers trembling slightly. The first hand on the desktop is no different.
Xu Beizhi regained his gaze in a moment, and said in a calm tone: "Grandpa has been in a heart knot for so many years. To untie the bell, you must tie the bell person, and you must tie the person to the natural knot. The elder son went to Beimang in person, compared to The King of the Northern Liang came to make you feel incredible. To be honest, I once suggested that Grandpa would kill you before you are near the weak water. Since it is a knotty knot, let the other party die."
Xu Fengnian smiled and drank all the wine in one sip.
Xu Beizhi finally showed a bleak face, lowered his head and looked at the empty table in front of him, "It’s just that I didn’t expect the death knot, replaced by his old man to die. Grandpa said before that even if he sees your face, who will live? Who dies is still between five and five minutes."
Xu Fengnian frowned when he lowered his head and drank the second glass of wine without showing signs.
Xu Beizhi pursed his lips and stared at Xu Fengnian, who was drunk slowly, and said straightforwardly: "Since you don't want to be an emperor, what do you do in Beimang? What do you do when you come to see my grandfather who hasn't asked about the world for many years? Which prince’s eldest son is as crazy as you? How about you handing over the military power of the Northern Liang to Chen Zhibao?"
Xu Fengnian glanced at him, took an empty glass, poured a glass of wine, and slowly pushed it to his table.
Xu Beizhi shook his head, did not go to toast, his expression paused, he was vaguely crying, and said to himself: "Yes, if I don't drink, I don't know the taste of wine."
Xu Fengnian said: "I returned to Beiliang for the second time. Before coming to your Beimang, the night before leaving, Xu Xiao told me frankly that I went out with an old servant for the first time, one named Chu Lushan. The fat man sneaked behind me and contacted no less than 50 people in Beiliang’s old tribe. Beiliang’s 300,000 iron cavalry’s rebellion or not, just between Xu Xiao’s thoughts. Born in troubled times, they didn’t do troubled times. Dog, Xu Xiao said with a smile that the dog is anxious and knows how to jump the wall. His stinky chess basket is really going to be dragged by the emperor to play chess. The second time I traveled through the rivers and lakes in a dignified manner, I got a glimpse of the iceberg of the northern Liang’s potential power. Xu Xiao said afterwards that Chen Zhibao could not afford this property. When he set foot in the Spring and Autumn Six Kingdoms, Xu Xiao was named the King of Northern Liang, Chen Zhibao originally You can go to the south of Xinjiang to stand on your own, and rush to the south with nearly 80,000 soldiers and horses from Beiliang to divide the territory and become the second king of different surnames in Liyang. Since he rejected the emperor of the Zhao family at that time, he can’t blame him for this long time. The foster father who has given the opportunity is stingy. In Beiliang, the family has family rules, which must be before the state-owned and national laws."
Xu Beizhi thought silently.
After a long time, he silently said: "Qi is born from the broken place."
Xu Fengnian changed a casual topic, and asked with a smile: "Can you tell me the identity of the young Taoist boy? I always feel uncomfortable if I don't ask clearly."
Xu Beizhi glanced at Xu Fengnian, who was spinning his empty wine glass with his fingers, and said frankly and unfamiliarly: "I don't know the secret inside. I only know that the Taoist boy came to Xu's house ten years ago, and he will still look like a juvenile boy ten years later."
Xu Fengnian tutted: "Isn't it the answer to the mystery and mystery?"
The two said two words in unison: "Changsheng."
After blurted out this statement, the two looked different. Xu Fengnian had a hostile spirit, while Xu Beizhi was full of curiosity to find out. Xu Beizhi followed his grandfather to immerse himself in public practice since he was a child. He was originally a long-sleeved slender man who was good at observing words and colors. When he saw the clues exposed by Xu Fengnian, he paid attention to it, but did not inquire. The old king who has attained a small longevity in Longhushan has grievances. If you really arrive in Beiliang and are happy to lower your body and stand as a tiger, you can just wait and watch the excitement in the future."
Xu Beizhi did not take this conversation.
Xu Fengnian got up and said: "I'm about to enter Jinchanzhou. I'm afraid that with your grandpa's penetration power, it will not be as easy to travel there as in Aquarius. Rest early."
Xu Beizhi wanted to say something and stopped until Xu Fengnian turned around. It was not until Xu Fengnian took a few steps that he couldn't help but speak, his voice hoarse, "You take my grandfather's head and return to Beiliang. OK."
Xu Fengnian, with an elegant face, stopped, turned and looked at this scholar who was far more genuine than himself.
Xu Beizhi put his hands on his legs, clenched his fists, and did not look at Xu Fengnian, "I also know that grandpa is going to help you increase the prestige of the army. It is even rarer to destroy the 100,000 Northern Mang army. I just want to take a look, just one look!"
Xu Fengnian asked: "Xu Beizhi, don't you hate me?"
The very elegant and quiet man smiled sadly: "How dare I hate you, do you want my grandfather to die?"
Xu Fengnian said, turned around and left, leaving a soft sentence, "It is very difficult for you to see your grandfather. I was buried by the bank of weak water."
Xu Bei is stunned.
In the dead of night, the waiter who covered the steps with his buttocks at the door was bored. After hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked incredulous. Crying is not crying, smiling but not smiling, raised his head and raised the remaining half of the hip flask, and pours all the grunts into his belly.
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A middle-aged man with hands over knees was outside the Tianmen Gate of Tao Te Zong. He once made the chess and sword Yuefu, who had always been above the top of the eye, even more sweaty. But after leaving Taoist temple, such a heroic figure went to the northern ice field and crossed the Yellow River. Before, there was no turmoil along the way, approaching the upper reaches of the Yellow River, and there was no horrific move to jump across the river. He honestly paid the money to Gong Gong and crossed the river on a raft. He was like a mud bodhisattva, with no temper. Word. It must be known that the world martial artist, he can stand by Wang Xianzhi who left Wudi City for the first time in nearly fifty years, and the Liyang Dynasty feared that this old fellow who likes to claim to be second in the world would cause trouble. Both dynasties and two rivers and lakes have believed that statement. As long as this man and Wang Xianzhi can easily kill all the remaining eight of the ten people in the world, it is enough to see how powerful the Beimang army **** surnamed Tuoba is!
If you think that as long as you are a top martial artist, you have to be the kind of chicks who fart and cry.
Beimang knows that Tuoba Bodhisattva does not believe in Buddhism, but he is close to Buddhism and is far away, especially when he assisted the female emperor in the same dynasty as the Chinese teacher Qilin, he has not even met once in the past 20 years. The princes of the Liyang dynasty were not allowed to see the princes, much like their mortal enemies.
On this day, the clouds were light and the wind was light. When he was young, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who was extremely brave and tall, stepped off the raft, and his feet could reach the ground of the ferry. There was a violent sloshing on the surface of the Yellow River, like a dragon at the bottom of the river. After he was so shocked that he tied the raft tightly, he jumped ashore, not daring to earn this little bit of silver. The people at the ferry crossing waiting to cross the river only felt a dazzling sight, and found that a middle-aged man had disappeared.
In the open space, the unsmiling Tuoba Bodhisattva saw an old Taoist man.
is holding a tail, beard and hair are like snow, and the robe shakes itself without wind. It is really a fairy, a rare godlike character in the world.
Tuoba Bodhisattva said in a flat tone: "Guo Shi, do you know that those who block me die?"
The old real man waved the dust and smiled freely: "I am the national teacher, and the national teacher is not me. It doesn't matter if I die or die."
Tuoba Bodhisattva looked disgusted and said: "Pretend to be a **** and play a ghost."
The next moment, there was a stupor when thunder exploded all over Tuoba Bodhisattva. Originally, the short man was nine feet tall.
Those ape-like long arms no longer look abrupt.
Mud Bodhisattva crossing the river is hard to protect himself.
Tuoba Bodhisattva crosses the river, and the gods and Buddhas are unstoppable.
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It is rumored that there are mountains floating in the air in the Taoist School, six hundred meters above the ground, and the palaces on the mountains are tens of thousands. Li was careful to pull up the river to flood the Taoist School, and the flood gushed from the Tianmen, scouring the jade steps. The white-clothed monk fell to the ground and walked on a narrow mountain col full of emerald green eyes. When he reached the end, he suddenly opened up. There is no magnificent building complex as the world imagined in the col. There is only a Taoist temple built on the mountain. In the circular square, the yin and yang Pisces are entangled with each other, and the whole square seems to be back to basics, very simple and clear. In the yin and yang fish pattern, clouds of smoke and haze rose up straight to the sky. The monk in white clothes looked up and saw dozens of giant white storks that were different from the same kind circling upwards. It can be seen that there are Taoist priests riding, and the robe with long sleeves and wide sleeves is set off as if riding a crane. The ascending immortals, these Taoist Taoists of morality were obviously the Taoist priests in the lingering view. Li beware of bringing Jiang Jiang to visit and return the gift, forcing them to flee to the sky.
In Li Caoxin's sight, apart from the Taoist and the white stork, there really is a big mountain floating in the air.
The Taoist priests floated up on a white stork, and a young Taoist priest gently floated down from a floating mountain that soared into the clouds.
This negative kendo man fell at the intersection of yin, yang, fish, black and white, and he was one man.
Taoist priests look at the age of twenty-seven and eighty-eight. They are extremely male and female, and they are a bit flattering.
Li Diaoxin glanced at it and sneered: "As expected, a true unicorn who is in the realm of a sage, he is really skilled, and even the secret method of transforming one qi into three clears has been figured out. Why? Nine insects cut three corpses? Only the remaining two fake gods, don’t you go out to welcome guests together? It’s too petty. Now the three religions each have a saint, my master will not say anything, even if the Confucian sage Cao Changqing dare A romantic figure who treats the palace as a lavatory, you, the master of Beimang with his head concealed in his head, can’t be used in comparison."
The seemingly young Taoist smiled gently and said: "Beware of Li, who has no Zen to participate, will also make King Kong angry? Poor Tao will not fight with you, just stand here and wait and see. The Dragon Tree monk reads the Diamond Sutra. Moving Zen, since you are obsessed with fear, Poor Dao will not move today, and let you do it."
Li said, be careful and simple.
stopped talking nonsense, stretched out his arms in the direction of Fushan, a white robe suddenly clung to the stalwart body, and then his feet sank, and the ground reached his knees.
The white-clothed monk dragged the entire floating mountain down!
crashed on top of the young Taoist's head.
Be careful to enter the gate of heaven alone, and leave the gate of heaven alone.
passed nearly a thousand steps, squatted on the ground and carried the golden master on his back.
A few moral masters and disciples dare not stop.
The old monk is dying.
The old monk smiled and asked: "You won the fight?"
The white-clothed monk hummed.
"My apprentice, is there such a saying that Yamashita has a deep and unhappy life? The master doesn't know whether he was right or wrong when he promised you to marry a wife."
"This is not the truth that monks should say."
"The truth does not distinguish between being born in the world and entering the world. If it is reasonable, it is truth. Buddhism may not be all the sentences in the Buddhist scriptures, and the sentences in the Buddhist scriptures may not be all the Buddhist teachings. I was very reasonable. I could understand, so I was willing to cheat the candied haws. I didn’t understand at the time, so I didn’t rush to give it. Sometimes I slowly figured it out. I remembered that I wanted to give this niezi some food. Here comes the temper, no more."
"Master, it's okay to say a few words less, you can go back to the monastery and tell my girl about these things."
"It's too late."
Li beware that his body shape is like a white rainbow blazing through the sun again, sweeping across the surface of the Yellow River.
"It’s hard to understand the Dharma in light of speaking. Many of our Buddhist monks know much better than your master, and many of them can also deal with the court and government. They are all comfortable people who are born into the world~ IndoMTL.com~ Master is the host, it’s really true. It’s squatting in the pit and not shit. Alas, all these years have been worrying, and it’s so bad that my family has shaved off 3,000 troubles."
"They are the same generation as Master, they are less human than Master. Since they have not yet become a Buddha, they are not all human."
"You can't say this, it hurts your peace."
"Master, this is complimenting you."
"I know for the teacher, this is not because I am afraid that you will say in person to others in the future that neither you nor the master can please."
"Master, you are rarely confused. Both the North and the South learned from you."
"Actually speaking from the heart, destroying the Buddha is not terrible. Master is not afraid of burning down so many Buddhist temples and scrolls of Buddhist scriptures and driving away many monks. , Master can’t see whether he can enter Mahayana from Hinayana in the future."
"Master, I don't want to see that day."
"Hey, as the master of the north and south, I actually don't want to see that day, but I can only tell you that."
After saying this, the dry golden dragon tree monk chanted Amitabha once, and then he was silent.
The white-clothed monk Li stopped his figure carefully, tore off a piece of robes, tied the master, closed his eyes and folded his hands together, and went to the nine heavens.
On this day, hundreds of Taoist priests and nearly ten thousand pilgrims of the Taoist School looked up at the Buddha's light, and heard the chanting of the "Diamond Sutra" straight down from the sky.
Thousands of believers turned into devout Buddhas on this day.