Chapter 1822 Missionary Storm
Zhang Bairen stroked the jade rabbit in his arms, stood under the moonlight and looked at the watery moonlight, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes.
The cause and effect that cannot be understood clearly and the boundaries of unclear boundaries are difficult to distinguish many things by themselves. They can only guess secretly, improve their cultivation, and wait for the moment when the truth is revealed.
"Lord, why are you upset when you are so capable?" Xiao Fei drilled into Zhang Bairen's hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Zhang Bairen's sword destroyed a realm, killed the Great Free Emperor, defeated Jiuying, and other innate creatures such as Chao Dou. Xiao Fei saw it with his own eyes. She really couldn't understand why Zhang Bairen was so powerful and had troubles.
"You, don't understand!" Zhang Bairen touched Xiao Fei's head, and his eyes showed emotion: "You are too simple and don't know that people's hearts are complicated!"
Xiao Fei stared at Zhang Bairen with wide eyes, and Zhang Bairen said, "Does Xiao Fei know what an immortal is?"
Xiao Fei shook his head: "Xiao Fei is already scared and scared to survive in the 100,000 wilderness. How dare Xiao Fei ask for the realm of immortals? However, the lord's supernatural powers are vast and boundless magical powers, so he must become an immortal."
"You have the bloodline of the innate divine beast Jade Rabbit in your body. As long as you are willing to work hard by my side in the future, you will inevitably have the transformation of a innate divine beast. At that time, immortality will not be false." Zhang Bairen's fingers wrapped around Xiaodong's ears, staring blankly at the bright moon in the sky, no one knew what he was thinking.
Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong were awarded the gods, and their auras changed in the world, but there was still the supreme ghost king that Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong could not be convinced.
It would be a bit unsustainable to rely on the two of them to shock the opponent who had practiced for thousands of years.
"Governor, Chunyang Taoist Temple has sent an invitation to invite you to go back during the Chinese New Year holiday. I want to pay tribute to the three elders of Chunyang and Master Zhang Fei." Zuo Qiu Wuji walked in quickly.
"I'm afraid the drunkard's intention is not wine." Zhang Bairen's eyes showed a hint of contemplation. Even for the sake of Chaoyang Ancestor and Shaoyang Ancestor, Zhang Bairen was destined to go for a visit to this party.
When you recognize your ancestors, even if you don’t care, you still need to know where your ancestors are on the Chinese Valentine’s Day.
Recognizing the ancestors and returning to the roots is a special and unique feeling of the Chinese.
"I think you should go back. There is nothing wrong with Pure Yang Taoist Temple. What really does it mean to you is your father. Your grandfather is sincere to you." The ancestor Shaoyang walked out like a ghost again.
Zhang Bairen was silent when he heard this: "When will Xuanzang arrive in Middle Earth?"
"It's almost there, it's only in these few days," Zuo Qiu Wuji said.
Zhang Bairen nodded when he heard this. Everything was like his own calculations. The revival of Mahayana Buddhism was probably within these decades.
The group of people dispersed, Zhang Bairen stuffed the jade rabbit into his arms, and walked into the dormitory with his arms around the Chinese Valentine's Day, glanced at the faint candlelight, and extinguished the lights after a long sigh.
Since seeing his true self, Zhang Bairen feels that he is becoming more and more like a mortal and begins to feel sentimental.
The moon sets and the sun rises, and it is only after the sun is noon that the sun is coming, and Lu Dongbin is studying in the yard.
He came early, and Mr. Lu focused all his thoughts on Lu Dongbin. He wanted to become famous in the imperial examination and glorify his ancestors. He could be said to have his head hanging from the beam and pierced his thighs, and the lights were on the third and fifth.
Zhong Liquan stood in the yard, sucking and sniffing smoke, but his eyes were squinting at Lu Dongbin, his face becoming more and more sad.
Zhongli Quan practiced the inner Yang God, and Jindan Dao, who mainly practiced the inner three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit. How could he have the ability to swallow and spit clouds?
The ones who can collect the essence of the sun and the moon are the monsters and Zhang Bairen. Zhongli Quan just thought that the child was active and deliberately seduced the other party.
Just looking at Lu Dongbin's increasingly rigid and regular behavior, he obviously had already studied to the core, which made Zhongli Quan feel very uncomfortable.
Zhang Bairen swept over Zhongli Quan in the yard, felt funny, and then handed the Chinese Valentine's Day to Lu Yu, slowly picked up the Analects of Confucius and came to Lu Dongbin: "It's just now that the emperor has just been pacified, and the emperor has not yet had time to prosecute the genius. You are still in your childhood, and everything is too late, so there is no need to work so hard."
"What my teacher taught is that my father said, "Sage Confucius once said: If you study without thinking, you will be confused; if you think without learning, you will be in danger. Your disciples have not yet reached the stage of thinking. Now they are just learning. You should study hard and read the Four Books and Five Classics. Life is short, and the wall is like morning dew, but it cannot be delayed."
Listening to the other party's words, Zhang Bairen smiled bitterly when he heard this. This kid is worthy of being the reincarnation of Emperor Donghua and his words come from being decent.
Giving Zhongli Quan a look of being kind to himself, Zhang Bairen turned around and went to the front yard to wash.
Before he finished washing up, Lu Dian heard a voice from outside the door: "Governor, Bodhidharma is here."
"Oh? Please come in," said Zhang Bairen.
Soon after, Bodhidharma was seen walking into the yard, but the other party was not in good spirits: "I have met the governor."
"The mage doesn't have to be too polite." Zhang Bairen asked Bodhidharma to sit down, and then smiled and said, "The mage is in a bad state? I am not in Shaoshishan, so why do I come to my seclusion place. I originally wanted to find a place where no one knows about it and live a mortal life, but I don't know where I am now."
Bodhidharma smiled bitterly, and the Buddha reincarnated and handed over a big sect of Zen to him. It would be strange if Bodhidharma could be better.
Without the suppression of the Buddha, Zen Buddhism, the power to suppress Taoism becomes more and more powerless. Moreover, Mahayana Buddhism is about to rise, and now Bodhidharma is in a state of great trouble.
"Does the governor know about Tantric Buddhism?" Bodhidharma looked at Zhang Bairen with his eyes.
"A little heard"
Zhang Bairendao.
"The Governor must have seen Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the underworld." Bodhidharma looked at Zhang Bairen.
"Seeing" Zhang Bairen.
"The governor must not know that Ksitigarbha is actually the Tantric Taoist fruit cut by the Buddha," said Bodhidharma with a wry smile.
"I don't know this." Zhang Bairen thought about something.
"Now Tantra worships Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva as Buddha, and wants to raise the orthodox struggle, and there is also the Great Free Emperor who makes trouble. My Zen Buddhism is not easy," said Bodhidharma with a wry smile.
"This is a mess. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is busy opening up the Buddhist kingdom. How can he have time to pay attention to the matters in the sun?" Zhang Bairen shook his head.
"King of Ksitigarbha has no time to pay attention to it, but the Great Free Emperor is invisible and mysterious, and he pretends to be Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who falsely preaches the Buddhist order!!!" The helpless look on Bodhidharma's face became even stronger.
Zhang Bairen was stunned. The Great Free Emperor could play. Knowing that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva could not interfere in the human world, he simply pretended.
"The most hateful thing is that the Emperor of Great Freedom actually awakened the seniors of Tantric Buddhism in his reincarnation. Four Dharmakaya masters wanted to come and attack the Grand Commander and blame me for the Zen Buddhism." Bodhidharma wrinkled into a bitter face.
"No way? Has no one ever mentioned my reputation to that old antique?" Zhang Bairen said in surprise.
"The governor can only be on an equal footing with the Buddha for only a few decades. Who will believe it if he says it?" Bodhidharma said helplessly: "After all, it is my Buddhist sect that has the power to live. I hope the governor will show mercy."
Zhang Bairen's face moved when he heard this, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "I'm afraid that the four powerful Dharma body attacked me, but were heading for Xuanzang."
"What!!!" Damo stood up in shock: "No, I want to go and see it myself."
Hearing the news, Bodhidharma couldn't sit still and turned around and left without saying a word.
"Spiritual Power?" Seeing Bodhidharma's body dispersed directly, Zhang Bairen's eyes showed a serious look: "What a weird magical power! He can actually directly rely on the power of his body to interfere in space."
Bodhidharma left and Zhang Bairen finished breakfast. At this moment, a messy shouting suddenly came from outside the door. Then some familiar faces broke into the hall. Zuo Qiu Wuji intercepted them from left to right, but could not stop them.
"Governor, what are you going to do?"
"Governor, you may not be good if you do this!"
"Grandmaster, you're too much!"
“…”
Zhang Bairen put down the teacup and swept the people in front of him, and they all came to the underworld to help him and the ancestors of the aristocratic families.
"Everyone, why are you so angry early in the morning?" Zhang Bairen put down the teacup slowly.
"Zhang Bairen, you are struggling around in Zhuo County, the sky is not hidden, the earth is not collected, and the human king doesn't care. You just want to do it yourself, so why do you still harm us?" The ancestor of the Wang family was filled with anger.
"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Bairen was stunned for a moment, wondering where the old guy got so much anger.
"You pretend not to know. Let me ask you, what is the matter with the preacher who came out of Zhuo County? What people are the masters of their own country, what are the people who fight the local tyrants and share the food and land? Are you asking me to wait for my life?" The ancestor of the Wang family was angry.
"So it's this matter." Zhang Bairen seemed to realize it suddenly, then a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes and spread his hands: "How could I instruct this matter? You have wronged me, all of this was voluntary by those people!"
"Volunteering? Grand Governor, I'm here to ask you today, just to ask you something, do you care or not? I can't tolerate such things that shake the foundation of our family and family! Even if we are burned, we can't tolerate it!" An ancestor of Cui's family in Hedong said with a gloomy face.
Hearing this, Zhang Bairen's eyes showed a solemnity, and the reaction of the aristocratic families was a little beyond his expectations.
The momentum of being burned and uncompromising is not like pretending to be pretentious.
"What is the situation? We should go and see it. I wonder where you will see the missionaries from Zhuo County?" Zhang Bairen put down the teacup.
The methods of aristocratic families are unfathomable, and he really can't say anything casually.
"Okay, since the governor wants to see you, then we will go with you." The ancestor of the Langya Wang family said coldly.
A group of people turned into yang gods and dissipated, leaving Zhang Bairen standing in the hall, while Lu Yu was holding the Qixi Festival, showing an ugly look on his face: "Governor, it doesn't matter!"
"Aristocratic families cannot make a fortune." Zhang Bairen's words were full of confidence: "Take good care of the Chinese Valentine's Day, I'll come when I go."
After saying that, Zhang Bairen's body had dissipated.
Chapter completed!