Except for these jokes.

Master Cui occasionally became a little serious, which impressed the old monk even more.

In the Jingui Temple, Cui Xianshi and the temple master sat and discussed the Tao.

While chatting, the old viewer fell into a state of forgetfulness.

The temple master's name was Zhang Guo, and he was at the Longmen realm. He seemed to be showing signs of reaching the Golden Core realm all of a sudden.

The Glazed Immortal was very envious when he saw it.

At the Baishui Temple, where spring water rolled down the ground, Master Cui Xian sat on a well whose mouth was blocked for unknown reasons, and began to preach the scriptures with a young monk who preached far more outside the temple than inside the temple.

Both of them are dressed in white.

One Confucian and one monk.

The two sides first debated that "the word "deviating from the scriptures" is the theory of demons.

Liuli Xianweng was just listening to the Heavenly Book anyway and was not interested at all.

The child "Brother Gao" was squatting on the other side of the bamboo door, listening to everyone inside talking about their own methods. The child was babbling a little, but still couldn't speak.

Finally, Master Cui Xian, who was fluttering in white clothes, sat cross-legged on the well blocked by bluestone, and said a few Zen words with a smile, "The ten directions will be cut off, and the thousand eyes will be cut off? Why not sit down and cut off the tongues of all the people in the world? Then do you want to hate it?"

Don’t you kick the lotus seat over and smash the Buddha’s head to pieces?”

Then he slapped it and broke the bluestone blocking the well.

The young man dressed in white hovered over the mouth of the well, laughed again and asked: "Old monk, you also have the spirit of a cat, don't you dare to bark in front of others?"

The monk in white bowed his head, clasped his hands, and chanted softly.

Cui Xianshi finally smiled and said: "The Buddhist scriptures are a bit heavy, so you can only put them down if you can lift them. The two doors in the west cannot be opened if you can't see through them."

The young monk raised his head, smiled knowingly, and said slowly: "As high as you are at chess as there are few in the world, but as stupid as I am in the world."

Then Liuli Immortal saw his Master Cui, who seemed to have finished talking, so he jumped down into the well, laughed and walked away, patted the child on the head, and the three of them left Baishui Temple together.

The young man in white rolled up his sleeves, walked wildly, and said, "Wouldn't it be a pity if this stubborn stone refuses to nod and is buried in the wild tobacco vines without an unexpected encounter?!"

The Liuli Immortal didn't understand anything anyway, but he just didn't know how to pretend to understand, so he nodded and said: "In addition to your great knowledge, Master Immortal, you have never thought that you are also so high in Taoism and Dharma. It is no problem to participate in the debate on the three religions.

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The boy in white smiled and cursed: "Fuck you!"

The Liuli Immortal smiled awkwardly, but still nodded and said: "The immortal master is right."

The young man in white turned his head and said, "You are quite wise. Why don't you stay here and become a monk?"

The Glazed Immortal Old Man said with a mournful face: "No, I really don't have the wisdom to practice Buddhism! Not at all!"

Then Cui Dongshan took an old man and a young child to the capital of Qingluan Kingdom.

I met the leader of a small Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is called Baiyun Temple. It is a secluded place the size of a piece of tofu, adjacent to the back streets of the market. It is noisy with chickens crowing and dogs barking, children playing, and vendors hawking.

Cui Dongshan stayed there for a few days and donated a lot of money for sesame oil. Of course, he also borrowed and read books. This visitor didn’t have much else but a large collection of books. And the middle-aged Taoist priest with an unknown name

, there are nearly a million words of various reading experiences, and Cui Dongshan has read more of them. The viewer is not self-conscious and is willing to be read by others. The key point is that this foreign boy who is on a study tour is also a generous pilgrim.

, my own Baiyun Temple is finally not in trouble.

In the early morning when Cui Dongshan said goodbye and left, a little Taoist boy who had finally lived the life of a god for a few days was really reluctant to let him go and burst into tears. Seeing the little Taoist boy, the master of the temple felt a little sad.

How incompetent is this master?

Cui Dongshan walked for less than half a day.

The little Taoist boy was still complaining there, a little distracted when he was sweeping the fallen leaves on the floor of the Taoist temple with a broom.

Then seven or eight oxcarts arrived outside Baiyun Temple, saying they were delivering books.

The bullock cart was filled with various books from various schools of thought, and they were carried box by box to the small Taoist temple.

This scene left the thin, middle-aged viewer dumbfounded.

However, when the last bullock cart was loaded with a plaque, the visitor called the little Taoist boy who was overjoyed, and together they carefully carried it to the study.

There are two words written on the plaque, "Zhai Xin".

After leaving the capital of Qingluan Kingdom, Liuli Xianweng served as the driver of a carriage. Cui Dongshan sat aside and the child took a nap in the carriage.

The old monk asked softly: "Master Immortal, the master of Baiyun Temple is not a Taoist, why do you think so highly of him?"

Cui Dongshan moved one to the left, one to the right, one up and down, waving his two snow-white sleeves, and said: "He, the two gentlemen before and after me, are the same kind of people. In peace and prosperity, it does not show, but in troubled times,

That is……"

The old monk waited patiently for the next step, but there was no follow-up for a long time.

When Liuli Xianweng had given up the answer, Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The best master."

Cui Dongshan stopped his hands and said slowly: "Ordinary teachers can make good students better in knowledge. Slightly better teachers can also teach good students and manage bad students. They are willing to persuade people to correct their mistakes and do good. As for the best teacher in the world,

Good teachers are those who are willing to show the greatest patience and goodwill to the great evils in the world that are uneducated and ignorant. For such people, no matter where they go, the school and the sound of books are actually there. Some people think it is noisy, but it doesn't matter.

, if someone can listen, then it’s good.”

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "So they are not tinkers who are shaking the world, but they are the source of the human heart in the world. The water goes down and passes by everyone's feet, so it is not high. Anyone can bend down and scoop the water.

drink."

Cui Dongshan suddenly stood up and raised his arms high as if holding a wine glass. At this moment, the young man in white stood upright with high spirits, "There are many fat, sweet and greasy things in the world. Everyone yearns for them. It's natural and right. It should be like this. It's delicious."

When you are thirsty, there will be water to drink, and you can take it yourself. Wouldn’t it be joyful and unfortunate?”

Liuli Xianweng drove the carriage carefully.

well.

Master Cui Daxian always said some weird things that made people confused.

As a result, the old monk was kicked on the back of the head, and the man cursed: "Damn it, you didn't say a word of flattery or give me any applause?!"

The old monk was startled, and he quickly began to draft and think about his words.

It's just that these flattering words are not always available, not to mention such a frightening to Master Cui, Liuli Xianwen racked his brains and couldn't think of a suitable word.

Fortunately, the man behind him has already said: "Forget it, you won't be lucky enough to go to Luoluo Mountain in your life anyway."

Then Liuli Xianweng felt a little more relaxed.

Because around the carriage, blue birds made of origami were flying around like living creatures.

It's not the yellow seal talisman paper that monks in the middle and fifth realms usually buy with a lot of money.

It is the "innocence talisman" made of material and color like the sky clearing after rain. It is said to be the special talisman paper of Taoist sect Baogao, which is extremely rare and expensive.

The old monk can be considered a half-expert in the Fulu lineage.

So I also know that the most mysterious talisman in the world is a kind of blue talisman that contains the true meaning of the saint. It has no exact name.

It's just that these Baogao Innocence Talismans were casually used to make origami birds.

Master Cui, is it really suitable?

It would be nice for you, the old man, to give me a few as family heirlooms.

The old monk lamented in his heart.

In this bumpy and wandering journey, in fact, he really didn't get any benefit at all. He could only hope that one day in the future, Master Cui Daxian would feel that he had no merit at all, but he still had a hard work as a cow and a horse.

Just the thought of working as a cow or a horse made the old monk feel a little better.

That little idiot in the carriage is the real bully.

Cui Dongshan suddenly said: "We will take a detour instead of going to the Liu family's lion garden. We will go see a poor man."

Then the old monk drove smoothly and slowly southward according to the route given by Cui Dongshan.

Along the way to Qingluan Kingdom, there are many rumors about Liu's Lion Park.

The head of the Liu family, the leader of the Shilin family, was in danger in his later years and his reputation was ruined. He was reduced from a clean figure who was like a literary genius in the country to a literary monster. His poems and articles were devalued to the point of being worthless, and he didn't even mention them.

More dirty water was poured down, and there was no way to avoid it. A scholarly family home, one of the four major private gardens in Qingluan Kingdom, suddenly became a place to hide filth and evil. There were also many large and small bookstores in the market.

Poorly printed pornographic books were circulated throughout the government and the public.

Therefore, when the second son Liu Qingshan returned from traveling and held a wedding banquet in the Lion Park to marry an unknown foreign girl, Old Minister Liu did not see a single close friend from his family.

As for Liu Qingfeng, the eldest son who "killed relatives for justice", he was removed from the Liu family tree early. Now he does not hold a high official position. It is said that he is an assistant official in charge of water transportation. Compared with the previous county magistrate, his official position has been promoted, but

No one thinks that such a person can reach such a high position in the Qingluan Kingdom, where reputation is the most important thing. Maybe one day he will lose all his official skin, and no one will care about him. He is not a worthy person.

It's too boring to talk a few jokes after tea and dinner.

Furthermore, today's Qingluan Kingdom is prospering and its national destiny is prosperous.

In temples, mountains, rivers and lakes, and scholars, there are all talented people springing up like bamboo shoots after the rain, creating a great atmosphere.

For example, there is a child who is only six years old. In just one year, the name of the child prodigy has spread throughout the government and the public. At this year's Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival in the capital, the young child prodigy was ordered to enter the capital and was summoned by the Emperor and the Empress to climb the building. The child
To be continued...