Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(98)

There seems to be no change in the new world with Xuanxu.

When Fang Yanchu retrieved the blood of a saint, it should have shaken the mountains, but the deep savings of the Lingyun Palace over the past ten thousand years played a huge role. The land came to the location of every drop of saint's blood, and stabilized the whole world with his own power.

Xuanxu's resentment was neutralized by Penglai and Buddhism, and finally disappeared in the sky, staying in the place Fang Yanchu had reserved for them early in the morning.

It took him 1 years to find a way to bring back the Xuanxu, and another 1000 years to build a new order, allowing everyone to gradually adapt to the coming new world.

The severely injured Penglai and Buddhism, the underworld that has been hidden outside the reincarnation, the safe and secure human world and the newly arrived Xuanxu form a wonderful balance, until one day a young man covered in dust knocked again. Open the gate of Lingyun Palace.

"Who is it? The door is unlocked." Zhou Jidao's voice was still so crisp, but he no longer needed to run across the long courtyard to the door to open the door. A few blood vines wrapped around the handle of the door with a little force. Pulling the door open, he fell to the ground and turned into a middle-aged man, half asleep and half awake, and said vaguely, "It's noon, who doesn't take a nap at home?"

"What? You don't welcome us?" The young man passed him and walked into the house indifferently, turned his head, bowed and raised his hand, "Master, you're home."

Before he finished speaking, another fair and slender hand fell from his hand. Zhou Jidao looked along those hands and saw a familiar face.He stared dumbfounded at Fang Yanchu walking in the door, almost biting his tongue in shock: "Little, little uncle?"

Fang Yanchu stopped, turned his head and smiled: "Are you really not welcome, Master Zhou?"

"Huan, welcome!" Zhou Jidao hurriedly flicked away, made way for the man who entered the door, and said somewhat stammeringly, "Small, why is little uncle back? No, don't tell us."

From that day on, Ji Qianshan sent the heart of the sea of ​​blood into Fang Yanchu's body, and disappeared at the end of the sea of ​​blood with Fang Yanchu's body.Zhou Jidao presided over the rebuilding of the Lingyun Temple, and at the same time eliminated the influence of public opinion on the return of the Xuanxu in the human world, and spent all his spare time looking for Ji Qianshan and Fang Yanchu.

But there were too many things to do, and there was still too little time to spare. Ji Qianshan and Fang Yanchu never appeared again, as if it was their destiny to go to the sea of ​​blood and die together.Zhou Jidao didn't give up on the search afterwards, but he did all the futile efforts. Gradually, everyone forgot about these two people.

Ji Qianshan originally only had Fang Yanchu in his eyes, and his relationship with other people was as weak as a person who could disappear anytime, anywhere.As for Fang Yanchu, there are a lot of people who rely on him, but he deliberately reduces his sense of existence, and arranges all the funeral affairs properly before he dies, so that even without him and others, he can live smoothly.

"Little uncle drinking tea." Zhou Jidao hurriedly cleaned up, wiped the chairs and tables, and finally handed a cup of hot tea, "Newly fried, hehe."

"I drank it when I came here, your tea."

"We sold some of them, and we kept the best ones for ourselves." Zhou Jidao scratched his head with a silly smile, "Let's have a taste, little uncle. Since the little uncle... has left, I have researched it with a few Taoist boys. If the method of frying is changed, the taste should be a little different.”

After Fang Yanchu's death, Lingyun Palace became the target of public criticism for a while.There is Zhiqing on the side of the Western Buddhism, and the Changming Lantern sits in the west and becomes the Western Tianzhu. Zhiqing is the master of the Changming Lantern.Penglai was much more difficult to deal with. After neutralizing Xuanxu, Penglai's status plummeted, and another leader of Penglai was lost. Fortunately, there were former disciples to mediate, and Zhou Jidao retrieved the blood vine's memory and Power, finally nothing major happened.

However, the status of ascetics is not as lofty as before, and survival has become more difficult than before.The Taoist organization is still the same, but places like Lingyun Palace have to amplify their secret methods a little bit.Lingyun Temple began to export the tea that was never sold outside.

But this is a good thing for Zhiqing, at least he doesn't have to try his best to get a bag of tea.

Fang Yanchu was very satisfied with Zhou Jidao's decision. For him, when he handed over the blood vine to Zhou Jidao, he had already entrusted Lingyun Palace to him.Seeing that they were all doing well now, Fang Yanchu felt relieved.

After leaving the Lingyun Hall, Fang Yanchu and Ji Qianshan went to the Western Buddhism. Zhiqing has been promoted to a true Buddha, titled Lantern, and dedicated to guarding the holy lantern.

"You can bear loneliness."

When Fang Yanchu entered the door, Zhiqing knelt on the futon and chanted scriptures intently. He placed the oil lamp that once contained the kindling of the Changbeng Lantern on the desk.Hearing the two people enter the door, Zhiqing didn't look up, but let Fang Yanchu look around, and finished reading the remaining half of the scriptures step by step.

"It's not bad." Zhiqing finished reciting the scriptures, got up and lit the lamps on the oil lamp, "1 years is not too long."

The integration of the Xuanxu is not that simple. The four sacred objects have to sustain the world for at least 1 years, and they can only be freed after the evolution of the new world.For example, the spirit of the East China Sea has already given birth to spiritual intelligence, which is better, and it can possess other objects and come out for a stroll.

1 years is neither long nor short, at least not particularly short for Zhiqing whose private life has always been a bit chaotic.

After visiting his Buddhist hall, Ji Qianshan sat down on the table, looked at the empty bird shelf outside the door and asked, "Where is Huang Yinger?"

"Huang Yinger benefactor..." Zhiqing was silent for a moment, then explained, "She seems to have started to practice Buddhism."

"..." Ji Qianshan was speechless for a few minutes. Huang Yinger's essence and Buddhism could not be said to be incompatible, but tit for tat.Buddhism can accommodate a Zhiqing who seduces a benefactor with beauty because he is the owner of the ever-bright lamp, but for Huang Yinger, an ordinary little demon who has no wisdom roots and talks a lot, Buddhism probably doesn't have this kind of patience, right?

"Does she regard herself as a modern girl, and think that she can also be enlightened by pursuing Buddhists?" Ji Qianshan was merciless to his former subordinates. He knew very well that Huang Yinger did not have that kind of luck. Qing being enlightened is probably Huang Yinger's greatest luck.

Ji Qianshan was too lazy to care about the affairs between Zhiqing and Huang Yinger, so he just jumped off the table and took Fang Yanchu's hand: "Huang Yinger's roots are not good, and her cultivation level is also shallow. If you can support her, please support her. She It won't last long."

Just like what Ji Qianshan said, ascetics are also creatures living in this world, as long as they exist, they will have life and death.How long a monk can live is closely linked to her roots and cultivation.

Those with high roots, such as Fang Yanchu, can even coexist with the heaven and the earth; those with low roots, live and die like mayflies.

Huang Yinger is just an ordinary little squirrel, without any strong blood background, and no teacher to help her.I have stumbled and practiced so far, half luck and half hard work, nothing else.

And her affection for Zhiqing is too light to say that she is a baby bird, but too heavy to say that she is love.

At the beginning, Ji Qianshan thought that Huang Yinger was similar to him, but later he realized that they were not alike at all, at least not at all in their attitude towards the person they admired.Huang Yinger is not as greedy as him, she just needs to be with the person she likes, even as a companion or a pet.

"Don't worry." Zhiqing held the incense in his hand and replaced the incense in front of the Buddha, "She will have a good life in the Buddhist gate."

Leaving the Western Buddhism, Ji Qianshan and Fang Yanchu looked at each other and asked, "Go and see?"

"Walk."

The place they said they want to see is the place where Kong Qu lives now - Jiuchongtian.After Xuantianjun was beaten into Xuanxu, Kong Qu sealed their previous residence, and he didn't reopen it until he found Xuantianjun after Xuanxu returned.

As soon as they entered the Nine Heavens, the two of them felt a cool breath blowing towards their faces, facing a hanging river.White-like water flows out from the void, and when the water falls on the ground, it will stir up steaming water vapor, covering the entire Nine Heavens firmly.

There is no sun and moon in the Jiuzhongtian, because the sun and the moon are still under the Jiuzhongtian, they can only see the soft light covering the entire sky, accompanied by dense water vapor, the Jiuzhongtian looks like a hazy dream.

Bypassing the Xuanhe River, Fang Yanchu held the token from Kong Qu, and touched the barrier with his fingers vaguely.The transparent barrier rippled a few ripples, and then there was a scene like water receding.The two people were sucked into the barrier by the aura emanating from the barrier, and the water vapor on the ground was left behind by them.

The scene after the enchantment is more normal. There is only a small yard with various roses crawling on the fence.Entering the rose wall is a well-swept courtyard. The door of the house is slightly open, and the voice of talking inside can be vaguely heard.

"Little peacock..."

"How many times have I said it, my name is Kong Qu." Kong Qu's voice was a little impatient, and after a while, he came out with a washbasin in the room, and bumped into Fang Yanchu and Fang Yanchu in the yard head-on, a little embarrassed He smiled gently, "Come?"

"Come and see you and Xuan Tianjun."

"come in."

The two walked into the room side by side. The room was not as backward as imagined, and the furniture was complete. Thinking about the lack of WiFi, other things can still be solved in Jiuzhongtian.There was a person Ji Qianshan was not familiar with sitting on the sofa next to him, and Ji Qianshan carefully looked at his face.

He must have been born very well when he was young, with excellent bones under the aging skin, and the smile on his face when he saw him was also very gentle and polite.It's just that his face changed when he saw Kong Qu, and he called vaguely: "Little peacock, little peacock..."

Fang Yanchu laughed straight after hearing this: "Why didn't you correct this time?"

Kong Qu didn't even look at him, picked up the washed towel and wiped the fingers of the person in front of him one by one: "Don't be kidding, Xuan Tianjun is like this, it doesn't matter what you call him."