The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

Xiao Feng's arrival did not affect Xiao Shanfeng's daily life.

Leng Qingsong repaired the roof.

Chen Changsheng didn't know what to do in his own room.

Bai Feiyu still stood on the branch and pretended to be aggressive.

Hu Tutu still flies around on his own paper crane.

It's just that there is a young man carrying bluestones on the plank road, and it is Xiao Feng who is repairing the plank road.

Everyone has something to do, which means I have nothing to do.

Ouyang was slumped on his recliner, with a book in his hand, dozing off.

Everything in the small courtyard seemed so peaceful.

Only occasionally, the sound of salutes from Qingyun Peak disturbs people's dreams.

As the time for the Zongmen Grand Competition draws closer.

The sects that invited to watch the ceremony also came to Qing Yunzong one after another.

Every time a sect came, there would be a roar of salute from Qingyun Peak.

There were more than ten times more streamers than usual, flashing across the blue sky from time to time.

The entire Qingyun Sect seemed extremely busy.

It seems that the small mountain has been forgotten.

Suddenly, a Sanskrit sound resounding like heaven and earth came from Qingyun Peak.

Originally, on the Qingyun Peak of the Taoist sect of Xuanzong, the Buddha's light filled the sky, and it seemed that there was a Buddha talking about the Tao.

Ouyang took the book off his face, looked in the direction of Qingyun Peak with a look of surprise, and said in a voice, "What's going on? The Great Monk went up the mountain?"

Standing on the branch, Bai Feiyu looked in the direction of Qingyun Peak, shook his head and said, "It seems that someone is discussing Taoism at Qingyun Peak. It seems that a great Buddha reincarnated from the Buddhist sect."

"The reincarnation of the Buddha? The legendary son of Buddhism?" Ouyang suddenly became interested.

The year before last, I heard that Buddhism produced a remarkable saint son.

Legend has it that this person was named by the golden body of the Buddha when he first entered Buddhism.

It takes one year to build the foundation, three years to form the alchemy, and five years to build the soul.

The upgrade speed of the cultivation base is like a ghost.

At only [-] years old, he discussed Taoism and the [-] abbots of Dalingshan Temple, a holy place of Buddhism, and he did not fall behind!

This is the trend of great prosperity for Buddhism to get this person!

Seeing this movement, Ouyang thought at first that those people outside really knew how to brag, but now it seems that there is something to be said.

Just as Ouyang was thinking about whether to eat melons, he wanted to see which unlucky guy was used as a stepping stone.

Suddenly, seven copper bells sounded from above Qingyun Peak.

The sound of the copper bell was distant but not ear-piercing, but it easily reached the ears of everyone in the Qingyun Sect.

This is the sound of the summoning bell of the sect!

The seven tones represent that all disciples of all mountain peaks will go to Qingyun Peak to discuss matters.

It is also called a rocking bell by Ouyang.

It means that something happened to the sect, and the speed coders of each peak!

Ouyang sat up from the reclining chair, and said with great interest: "Let's go, go and see, the last time the bell rang, it was to compete for which mountain peak Xiaobai would enter, and today there are melons to eat."

Leng Qingsong and Bai Feiyu walked with their swords.

Chen Changsheng and Xiao Feng, who couldn't control the sword, followed closely behind.

Hututu and Ouyang followed slowly on paper cranes.

All Xiaoshanfeng mobilized, leaving only one Tibetan fox guarding the house.

After all, eating melons is rare in the boring days of cultivating immortals.

When everyone came to the foot of Qingyun Peak, the place was already full of people and crowded.

All the inner sect disciples add up to more than a thousand, except for some closed-door disciples, all who can come have come.

As soon as Ouyang arrived at Qingyun Peak, he saw Ling Feng being beaten.

Tsk, is there any reason?

Every time he goes out to take the blame, it's Lao Ling. It depends on whether Lao Ling has a good temper and is still the head disciple.

Every time someone came up to kick the door, it was Lao Ling who was beaten first.

Isn't this bullying honest people?

It's a pity that all the good positions are taken by others, and there is no good position for eating melons.

Ouyang winked at Leng Qingsong, and Leng Qingsong grasped the sword knowingly and walked towards the best position.

On a high point of a boulder, a dozen or so disciples of the Sword Asking Peak were standing with their swords in their hands, watching with gusto.

After all, they asked Jianfeng to have a large number of people, so such a good place was snatched by them.

Dare to do it?Have you asked me about these dozen long swords?

Just as they were watching with relish, a person who came to ask them about a dozen long swords came.

Leng Qingsong, dressed in black, jumped onto the boulder and uttered two words in a cold voice: "Go down!"

The disciple who had never seen Leng Qingsong was furious immediately, this kid was really not open-eyed, and he was about to draw his sword immediately.

But the person on the side held the hilt of the sword and said a few words in a low voice.

The disciple who was about to draw his sword suddenly shrank his head, glanced at Leng Qingsong with some fear, and then followed his senior brothers to jump from the boulder to the stone occupied by Tianyan Peak.

"Go down! Dare to resist, have you asked me about these dozen long swords?"

The disciple of Tianyan Peak looked at the disciple of Wenjian Peak with a domineering face, and dared not speak out.

The small mountain got the best viewing position, and Ouyang sat lazily on the big rock with his arms in his arms, watching what happened in the field.

Bai Feiyu is on the left, Leng Qingsong is on the right, Xiao Feng is slightly behind.

When Chen Changsheng saw the scene in front of him, he frowned a long time ago, and retreated to the back of all the melon-eating crowd.

In the arena, a bald head with a shining tile was sitting cross-legged, his whole body exuded the light of Buddha, and he was eloquent.

Grass grows from the boulder under him, and flowers grow under the futon.

On the opposite side, Ling Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, frowning, and wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to refute, and under the suppression of Buddha's light, even his own true energy was suppressed in his dantian, unable to move.

"Dare to ask senior brother, Dao is originally a Buddha, is there any doubt?" The bald boy in a yellow cassock shouted suddenly.

Ling Feng, whose Dao heart was damaged, spat out blood, propped himself on the ground with one hand, and looked at the bald boy with a weak face.

The originally good looks and the damaged Taoist heart showed a sick look on his face.

There were panicked shouts all around.

"Brother Ling Feng, you can't admit defeat."

"Brother Ling Feng, even if we lose, we will always love you."

"Brother, come to my room at night, and I will heal your wounds!"

……

With an upright face, Ling Feng cupped his hands slightly towards the bald boy, and said weakly: "Brother Huizhi has a good opinion, Ling Feng is dull, but I still insist that the Buddha is the Buddha, the Tao is the Tao, and my Tao is not alone!"

After speaking, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again, but there was no sign of wavering on his resolute face.

The disciple whose Dao heart was confused for a moment lowered his head in shame.

Huizhi looked at the resolute Ling Feng, and also sighed and cupped his hands and said: "Brother Dao is strong-willed, Huizhi has only seen him in his life, and Huizhi also admires him."

This great monk really knows how to be a human being. He won the favor of the surrounding people immediately after winning the opponent.

They all forgave the young man in front of him for Ling Feng's damage to Ling Feng's Taoism.

And Ouyang, who was eating an apple, looked at the template of the bald boy with a surprised expression on his face:

Name: Huizhi (Buddhist saint son pseudonym)

Cultivation level: Nascent Soul Nine Layers

Root bone: 9

Charisma: 9

Lucky: 9

Buddhist qualifications: 11

Special skills: Buddha is me

The hypocrisy behind the Buddhist saint in the brackets is really intriguing.