Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 3207

[Chapter 3207 Each face]

“Yu…Yu…” Just as Chan Master Mingyue saluted, the donkey cart not only did not stop, but accelerated, Yuan Ya hurriedly grabbed the reins of the lame donkey and shouted loudly, wanting to stop the donkey cart ! Yuan Ya’s strength was great, “Slippery…” The reins made the crippled donkey extremely painful. He couldn’t help raising his front legs and neighing loudly. It sounded… as if he was answering the words of Zen Master Ming Yue.

When the donkey cart stopped and entered, the occupants lost their balance. Xiao Jian stumbled a little while standing on the cart. He jumped up from the donkey cart, landed on the ground, and hurriedly cupped his hands: “Don’t dare, Pindao is just a little Taoist priest, and can’t represent my Taoism, but today, for the survival of my Taoist lineage, Pindao still dares to visit Xiaojin Temple!”

Xiao Jian’s voice was not small, but it was difficult to hear the neighing of the donkey.

“Go to hell!” Yuan Ya, who was wrapping up the reins, saw the lame donkey struggling hard, not realizing his anger, he shook the reins, jumped up from the carriage, and kicked the lame donkey’s side buttocks. place.

Yuan Ya’s legs are very strong, “slimy”, but when he heard the scream of the lame donkey, he was actually kicked to the side of the mountain road by Yuan Ya, and fell to the ground together with the carriage! Xiao Hua, who was sitting cross-legged in the back of the car, jumped out of the car unhurriedly. Although his body was strong, he could not see anything special.

“Damn it!” Xiao Jian, who looked like an expert, politely greeted Zen Master Mingyue, but when he saw it, his face changed greatly, and he yelled, “Ya, this is the donkey cart that the old man borrowed from the tea shed at the foot of the mountain. This donkey is worth a lot of money, if you kick it down, what do you want the old man to pay the owner of the tea shed?”

Hearing this, Yuan Ya did not speak, but Zen Master Mingyue’s face turned green at first, he glanced at Mingcheng, Mingcheng understood and said with a smile: “Daoist Xiao, don’t worry about the donkey cart, but hurry up the mountain. Right. It’s getting late now, the Immortal Buddha Ceremony should begin! The arena competition has already made people look forward to it!”

“Oh, no!” Xiao Jian woke up when he heard this, and shouted, “Yeah, Ya, hurry up and put the donkey cart aside, you’ll be on stage in a while to compete with these monks! Remember, I’ll be here today. I’m not going to go back! After I’m in the ring, I’ll bring this little golden temple into my Jiang Chaoguan line! Is this donkey cart? Don’t worry!”

“Master~” Yuan Ya over there had already raised the donkey cart with one hand, and the lame donkey was also honest at this time, and shyly leaned over to Yuan Ya’s side, actually licking Yuan Ya’s hand with his tongue! Unfortunately, Yuanya slapped the donkey’s head aside and replied to Xiao Jiandao, “Why is this donkey cart worth a lot of money? Although Xiaojin Temple has some copper coins, we can’t live our lives lavishly!”

“You…” Chan Master Mingyue’s nose was almost crooked, looking around, luckily there weren’t many villagers in Changsheng Town, so he sneered, “Xiao Jian, aren’t you daydreaming? You master and apprentice. What are the means of the two of you, do you think the poor monk doesn’t know? You, a new Taoist disciple, want to drive the poor monk away from Changsheng Town?”

“Hey, can we wait and see?” Xiao Jian laughed, “However, this old man thinks, you should ask Mingfa about this, he seems to have more confidence than you!”

“The poor monk only knows how to black out your eye circles!” Mingfa’s eyes naturally avoided Xiao Hua, and he looked at Xiao Jian coldly and shouted, “If you have the ability, can you meet the poor monk in the ring?”

“Haha, that’s natural, I’ll see you in the arena later!” Xiao Jian waved his hand, looked at the crowd of people in the distance, and said with a smile, “Ming Yue, why don’t you take this old man to the arena? Jing is here. Blowing dust and drinking dirt, is this the way of hospitality in your Little Golden Temple?”

“Hmph…” Chan Master Mingyue gritted his teeth with hatred, but he still clasped his hands together, “Amitabha, Daochang Xiao is like this!”

As he said that, he took the tin cane from Mingcheng’s hand, and without looking back, he led the way, leading Xiao Jian and the other three up the mountain road.

In the high sky, Xingchen flew in front of his head, and when he saw the faces of the others, he couldn’t realize his eyes were slightly narrowed. The cultivation of these people was on par with himself, but Mo Jianli in front of him. Xian Li is obviously much younger than himself, the Tibetan Immortal Continent is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger! However, thinking about the powerful Buddha consciousness that suffocated him in the early morning, he sneered in his heart again, stopped in mid-air, folded his hands in salutation and said, “Yunlin Temple Xingchen rate three juniors Xingkong, Xingmin and Xingfan, see you Several immortal friends who have gone through Confucian cultivation!”

“Don’t dare!” Mo Mianli was originally behind Zhu Junfeng. When he saw that it was not Mingyue who flew out from the gate of Xiaojin Temple, it was an old monk of the second rank of Yuanli. He immediately flew out from behind Zhu Junfeng and bowed. He saluted and said, “I am Mo Jianli from Chongyun Sect, along with my three nephews Qiu Jian, Li Moming and Ji Dong, as well as my immortal friends from Changsheng Academy Zhu Junfeng and Tai’an who have met Yunlin Temple!”

Confucianism and Buddhists met each other, saluted each other, and exchanged a few words. Zhu Junfeng looked at Zen Master Mingyue who took Xiao Jian to the gate of Xiaojin Temple in the distance, and many villagers under the ring, flying half a step forward, respectfully. Said: “Zhu Junfeng of the Changsheng Academy, on behalf of the Changsheng Academy, I would like to welcome the seniors to my Changsheng Town to participate in the Immortal Buddha Ceremony!”

“Hehe, Martial Nephew Zhu!” Xingchen said with a smile, “I have heard the name of Dean Zhu before I came to Changsheng Town. Over the past few years, Changsheng Academy has not only supported Xiaojin Temple, but also dispatched a team today. The students assisted Xiaojin Temple, which prevented Mingyue from embarrassing. The old man would like to thank you for the Changsheng Academy on behalf of Yunlin Temple! Seeing that the Xian and Buddha families in Changsheng Town are getting along so well, the old man will come to Changsheng after ten years and twenty years. The town is participating in the Immortal Buddha Ceremony!”

“Haha, seniors are so determined, my Changsheng Academy will invite seniors to Changsheng Town to participate in the Immortal Buddha Ceremony every ten years!” Zhu Junfeng said with a smile.

“Well, that’s how it should be!” Xingchen also rubbed his palms, “Every ten years in the future, the old man will also ask Mingyue to send invitations to Mo Xianyou, you and I will come here together!”

“Hey, easy to talk, easy to talk about!” Mo Jianli didn’t like to be tit for tat with Xingchen’s words, he laughed a few times, looked at Xiao Jian who had not yet reached the mountain gate, and waved his hand, “Junior nephew Junfeng, you go first. I will hold the ceremony of the Immortal Buddha Ceremony with my nephew Mingyue, and I will have a few words with Xingchen Immortal friend.”

“Yes, Uncle Shi!” Zhu Junfeng agreed, bowed his hands to Xingchen and the others, took Mr. Tai’an, flew through the crowd calmly, and landed on the ring.

“I’ve seen Mr.!” Just as Zhu Junfeng and Mr. Tai’an’s feet fell, hundreds of disciples shouted in unison, the air was soaring, it was really spectacular, and a few people almost collapsed to the ground.

“Haha, you’ve worked hard!” Zhu Junfeng raised his hand like jade, raised his hand, and greeted the surroundings a few times, looking like he was more abbot than Zen Master Mingyue!

“President Zhu…” A loud voice came from under the ring, “I haven’t seen you for a long time! I heard that today’s Immortal Buddha Ceremony will have Jiang Chaoguan to challenge Xiaojin Temple and Changsheng Academy. Bar?”

“Hehe, it turns out to be the shopkeeper Zhang!” Zhu Junfeng glanced at it and said kindly, “It’s just a discussion, I’m afraid it won’t be Zhu’s turn to take action! Of course, if you need Zhu to take a shot, Zhu will definitely not. I will be stingy! I will never hide my secrets! Because my Changsheng Academy is the academy of Changsheng Town, the students of Changsheng Academy are students of Changsheng Town, and Zhu Mou is also a citizen of Changsheng Town!”

“Okay, okay, well said!” Zhu Junfeng’s voice had not yet landed, and countless applause and cheers sounded again. Many of the villagers who had just fallen to the ground and had never seen Confucian methods, their eyes flashed. Sincerely, Zhu Junfeng has long been regarded as an immortal descended to earth.

At this time, before Chan Master Mingyue arrived at the mountain gate, he had already heard Zhu Junfeng’s words in his ears, and the anger in his heart was even more depressing than when he heard Xiao Jian’s arrogant arrogance. It’s crooked, now it’s the smoke from the seven orifices, and it’s going to be violent! Zhu Junfeng said this, Xiaojin Temple has done so much, and they are all covered. Isn’t Xiaojin Temple a wedding dress for others? Who is the abbot of Xiaojin Temple?

It’s a pity that Zen Master Mingyue can’t be angry yet, he can only have a fake smile on his face, waiting patiently for Xiao Jian, who is like a pig, to come slowly behind him.

“Uncle Xingchen said last night…that’s true!” Zen Master Mingyue was really convinced at this time. He originally thought that Changsheng Academy was a Confucianist, and he had to know more etiquette than Jiang Chaoguan. The etiquette has arrived, but the inner thoughts are clear at a glance.

“Of course…” Zhu Junfeng raised his hand again and said with a smile, “Today, Xiaojin Temple presides over this immortal Buddha ceremony, and my Changsheng Academy is also a guest here. Disciples of the temple, thank Zen Master Mingyue for his hard work and dedication!”

“Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!” Fortunately, although the Buddha names of the thirty or so monks were not as loud as those of the students of the Changsheng Academy, they were still uniform, and they had obviously practiced countless times beforehand.

“Amitabha…” Many of the villagers who came to participate in the Immortal Buddha Ceremony were also pilgrims from the Xiaojin Temple, and even some were instructed by Zen Master Mingyue many times. Hearing the monks speak, they naturally agreed immediately. In the eyes of Zen Master Mingyue, the whole scene finally became somewhat harmonious.

“My Buddha is merciful~” At this time, Zen Master Mingyue had just walked to the mountain gate, and lightly slammed the tin stick in his hand. The thought force in his body was activated, and a very pale cloud was born from under the tin stick, which was exactly what Zen Master Mingyue had said. He wrapped his feet, and then slowly flew towards the ring while Master Ming Yue raised his hands and lowered his head to say the Buddha’s name.

“My Buddha is compassionate…” Zen Master Mingyue’s ordinary soldiers did not reveal any Buddhist cultivation. This time he flew from the mountain gate to the ring, and immediately made many pilgrims stunned, and then the clamor stopped, but only for a moment , Many people bowed their heads and recited the Buddha’s name following Chan Master Ming Yue.