Chapter 397
Songshan, Laoshan, Longhushan, those who are in charge of Buddhism and Taoism will come to listen to the sermons. Zhang Yifang had such speculation in his mind, but he was not sure. Laoshan will definitely come, and Zhang Yifang never doubted this.
Longhu Mountain gave up the preaching of the eighth day of the fifth month. Anyone with discerning eyes will soon understand that Longhu Mountain compromised with Zhang Daoran. Zhang Yifang dared not make a conclusion whether to come or not to listen to the sermon. Even if he could come, he would just send a few disciples. Unexpectedly, Zhang Daoyi, the Tianshi Master of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master, led his disciples and Long Yun's company to come in person.
As for Buddhism... Zhang Yifang and You Yixiu looked at each other and felt a little puzzled: "Buddhist also preaches today. Zhulong arrived in person, who will preach?"
As the boat got closer, Zhang Yifang and You Yixiu gradually saw the person coming on the boat. The familiar figure of the dragon descended into their eyes. You Yixiu also felt incredible: "Buddhist decided to preach the eighth day of the fifth lunar month, and the original intention was to make things difficult for me. However, the two beliefs of Buddhism and Taoism were different. The Taoist sect will not go to the Taoist sect. This is the second time that Buddhism has come to preach. What makes me not understand is that Songshan obviously wants to take this opportunity to promote the existence of dragon descending. What is going on in the dragon descending here now?"
"They will not make trouble..."
Zhang Yifang frowned. A few years ago, the Buddhist disciples of the Three Pure Confucians preached, and used Buddhism to use Buddhism to make many Taoist practitioners lose their original hearts. If it weren't for the master's Taoist practice, they would be more extensive and highly compatible, which would damage the Buddha's mind, the last time the Three Pure Confucians preached, would have been destroyed by the Three Pure Confucians...
"It shouldn't be..." You Yixiu also frowned, with obvious uncertainty on his face: "In the past, the masters preached that they either made straits and hindered the coming of the Taoist practitioners, or only sent some ordinary disciples to come. This time, all the real Buddhist sects came from heavyweights at the head level, and Long Yun and Dragon Surrender were the support of Zhengyi Buddhism. In both Buddhist and Taoist sects, they were both highly respected people and would not do such a villain as destroying the master's preaching, and would make a laughing stock."
"It would be great if the master was here. What they were thinking can be seen at a glance. The master could know clearly what their intentions were. And the master was here, who dared to be arrogant?" Zhang Yifang glanced at You Yixiu: "Second junior brother, did the master say when he would come back before leaving?"
You Yixiu shook his head: "Senior Brother, don't worry, the master knows it in his heart and will never delay the preaching time. The master left too suddenly. I really don't know why the master left. But before the master left, there was a happier look on his face..."
"Happy color?"
Zhang Yifang was a little confused and then let go: "The master has his own qualities in his actions, so we don't have to think about it. But today, the dragon lurked under the water of the Jianxianguan Wharf, but the old li disappeared... The old wolf and the big eagle and the little eagle also came here with the second junior brother. Where did the old li go? I guess, is the master's departure last night related to the old li?"
He said that he would no longer speculate on Zhang Daoran’s whereabouts, but Zhang Yifang would inevitably continue to speculate.
The preaching is imminent, and the master is gone, the return date is unknown, and he is not sure what is happening. If the preaching is delayed, he will have to break his trust in the world's practitioners.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, Fellow Daoist You, I'm sorry, two fellow Taoists come to greet you..."
The first to climb the dock was Zhang Daoyi, the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain. The moment he climbed onto the dock, Zhang Daoyi clasped his fists and bowed slightly. There was a faint smile on his face, which no one could guess. Longhu Mountain had secretly stumbling to the Sanqing Temple, which was a bit contradictory.
"Disciple Zhang Yifang pays homage to the Heavenly Master..." Zhang Yifang and Youyixiu quickly returned the salute, clasped his fists and bowed deeply. Zhang Yifang raised his body and said with a wry smile on his face: "Disciple cannot be called a fellow Taoist. The family master said that the Taoist sect in the world is a family, but because of the deviation of faith, they are actually one sect. The generation of the Heavenly Master is the same as that of the family master, and he is also a respected senior in the Taoist sect. The Tianshi Master called his disciples' name and Dharma name..."
You Yixiu, who was beside Zhang Yifang, was stunned and felt a little strange: "The master has never said these words from the eldest brother. Those who practice Taoism in the world are not one sect or one sect. They can be called fellow Taoists regardless of their strength or level or age. At this time, the eldest brother was too proud of Zhang Daoyi."
As the eldest senior brother, You Yixiu could only sigh in his heart: "I don't know how many rites I have to follow the eldest senior brother today."
You Yixiu complained in his heart, but Zhang Daoyi was stunned. Then he smiled and became stronger and stronger: "Zhang Zhenren is worthy of being a master of Taoism, with a broad mind, and I am far from being as good as that."
Zhang Yifang asked Zhang Daoyi to enter the Taoist temple. Under the leadership of Jianglong, the Buddhist disciples climbed the dock with Quanzhen Dao.
Zhang Yifang took the lead in seeing him: "Disciple Zhang Yifang has met Master Sun, I can't help Zhang Yifang, and the Venerable Dragon Surrender..."
A clean-faced old man stood beside Sun Haidong. Sun Haidong was a little restrained in front of the old man, and said with a calm smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you are kind. After listening to the conversation between fellow Taoist Daoist and Longhu Mountain, I will not disturb fellow Taoist when he receives people and treats things. I hope there will be a good place..."
The dragon clasped his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name, and followed him into the Temple of See the Immortals.
"Second junior brother, Songshan and Laoshan are a little strange. I can't explain clearly." Zhang Yifang frowned, looked at the fishing boat returning to the return, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You can rest. I don't know if the three most representative belief sects in the Taoist temple, Longhu Laoshan and Songshan, will argue."
"It's hard to say..." You Yixiu suddenly turned around and walked into the Taoist temple: "Your senior brother didn't remind me, I almost forgot. It's your responsibility to treat people and things, senior brother. I have other things to be busy with."
Zhang Yifang opened his mouth, glanced at the ship that had not arrived for the time being, glanced at You Yixiu's back, and sighed helplessly: "In the Taoist temple, there are Master Hengkong, Master Fengchen and other elders of the master sect, and many senior sisters help. The second junior brother is trying to escape laziness..."
"The second junior brother escapes from being lazy, but you can't escape from being lazy..." Lu Zhen walked out with a bowl of water, looking at Zhang Yifang with a little distressed: "This is the last bowl of water in the water tank. It seems that everyone knows that there is magical holy water in the middle of the lake. Some people bring their own tea sets, and they drink it clean in just half an hour. This is the last bowl. The third junior brother just filled the water tank. If the water tank is full of spiritual effects, it will take some time to wait."
"Did they drink all the water?" Zhang Yifang was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "I saw that the water tank of Xianguan is not small anymore, but there are too many people who listen to the sermons, and no matter how big the water tank is, it seems too small. If it really doesn't work, I can only go to Master Hengkong Fengchen's Taoist temple and borrow some water. I can't let the listeners say that I can't afford a bowl of water."
Lu Zhen nodded and handed the water to Zhang Yifang. With Zhang Yifang's current realm cultivation, the spiritual energy contained in this bowl of water was optional for Zhang Yifang. Due to Lu Zhen's concern, Zhang Yifang, who had not felt tired, drank the bowl of water completely.
Handing the bowl to Lu Zhen, Zhang Yifang nudes inwardly at the Taoist temple: "Have you argued inside or had a conflict?"
Different beliefs naturally lead to more arguments. Different sect rules, so there are more ridicule. Seeing that the voices of Xianguan were noisy at this time, Zhang Yifang couldn't tell whether this was a quarrel or a discussion on scriptures and Taoist books.
This is what Zhang Yifang is most worried about, but Lu Zhen shook his head and smiled strangely: "They haven't argued yet. They are discussing the magic of the Xianguan formation..."
Chapter completed!