Museum of Demons

The young monk folded his hands together, his expression was gentle and quiet, and said:

"Thanks to this donor for his rescue."

Wei Yuan didn't know why. He felt that the young monk was familiar, but if he wanted to think about it, he couldn't figure it out clearly. He shook his head and said:

"You're welcome."

"It's just a small effort, not to mention that I didn't save anyone."

"Master is a monk from Tiantai Mountain?"

Because of Yuanjue’s existence, Wei Yuan maintains a neutral attitude towards Buddhism. As long as he doesn’t provoke and doesn’t bother to make trouble, of course, if you are in trouble, don’t blame my crouching tiger with big ears and scratching you. The young monk replied politely:

"The poor monk has a wide range of names."

"Strictly speaking, I can't say that I am a disciple of Tiantai Mountain. I just place orders here to practice."

"When I was young, I practiced as a monk in Jiangnan Miaozhian."

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "Master Dao Guangda."

The young monk stared at Wei Yuan for a while, and he seemed to have some enlightenment in his heart, but when he looked carefully, that little inspiration was directly calmed down, as if it was just his illusion, the person in front of him, except for his cultivation, was at this age. It is extremely extraordinary, and it seems that there is nothing special about it.

After all, it seems to be just a coincidence.

The monk who claims to have the title of Daoguang obeyed his heart, and said with a smile:

"I don't know the name of this donor yet."

Wei Yuan originally planned to answer, thinking of Zhu Jiuyin's suggestion, decided to be more cautious today, but said: "My name is Wei, and I have opened a museum."

He pointed to Feng Siyu who did not know where he took out a handful of pine nuts.

"This is my relative's child named Feng Siyu. I heard that Taoism and Buddhism have a rivalry here, so I came to see the excitement."

Feng Siyu heard the mention of herself.

Seeing the young monk looking over, he directly stretched out his hand and passed a handful of pine nuts, saying:

"Would you like to eat?"

She had bright eyes and said with interest: "When watching the show, it's best to grab a handful of melon seeds or something, some? Uh...You are a disciple of Buddhism. Are your parents going to quarrel with others... "

When Feng Siyu was talking about it, he noticed in a big way that the young monk in front of him belonged to the Tiantai Sect.

It's like inviting others to eat melons enthusiastically and discovering that the melons they eat grow directly in the melon fields of other people's homes.

Somewhat embarrassing.

Dao Guang immediately smiled and said: "Then the little monk is disrespectful."

"Thank you for the little donor."

He grabbed a handful of pine nuts and nodded politely.

Feng Siyu breathed a sigh of relief, patted the monk on the shoulder, and said, "It's delicious."

And at this time, just before Wei Yuan went up the mountain, the body that remained at the bottom of the mountain was also relieved of the invisibility spell. He was dressed in a Taoist robe with a mask on his face. The gray hair was restored to pure black with Taoism. He walked up the mountain and surrounded him. The people in's found him and quickly recognized that this was the peaceful Taoist master who had preached to discuss the Dharma with Buddhism in Longhu Mountain.

There was a riot.

Many people directly aimed at Wei Yuan, who was wearing a Taoist robe, with live broadcast equipment.

However, no matter how advanced the equipment is, only the back or the silhouette can be captured. The real face seems to be always shrouded in a layer of mist, unable to see through. Wei Yuan is distracted, on the one hand to deal with the young monk, on the other hand Drive the body to come up.

Until the commotion came, and then, with hindsight, he turned his head along the sights of everyone and saw the Taipingdao Taoist coming up from the stone steps. The latter was wearing a Taoist robe and walking steadily. At that time, the young monk, who was always smiling, had his eyes slightly constricted, and his eyes were complicated.

Then he quickly stopped the complex murderous, apologetic, sighing, and hateful emotions.

He has already practiced to the point where Buddhism's supernatural powers are leaked out.

There is no leakage of mind.

Has been able to stop worrying.

Wei Yuan was keenly aware of the complex emotions behind his back, and he turned around and saw the young monk. He didn't say much. He just took a picture of Feng Siyu who was eating melon seeds and pine nuts next to him, and followed the crowd further. Go high.

There are already people over there.

There was just a riot.

"It seems that this Taiping Taoist master wants to pass, and he still has some trouble."

"It's not a trouble."

Someone in front murmured:

"It's just that there will be some problems, it's a bit provocative, right... Uh, get off the hook?"

"Although it is actually aimed at other people, it does seem to be a bit offensive."

Wei Yuan and the three of them leaned forward and discovered that the front of the mountain had turned into a cliff. The peak where the real Tiantai Temple was located was now directly thousands of feet away. The large cliff in the middle made people feel terrified. The famous old monk sits here, there is a cliff in front of it, and there is even no bridge to pass.

It can be guessed from the sound of people communicating.

Some practitioners have just used their own methods, either using ropes to fly in the air, or choosing to climb up the cliff on the opposite lonely mountain. The old monk put his hands together and said kindly to the Taoist Taipingdao: "Lord Yuan, I am in front of me. Where are the Buddhist monks, please go to discuss the Tao."

Someone couldn't help but said: "But what can we do?"

Yes, these people are all equipped with equipment, is it possible to just throw it here?

The old monk folded his hands together, just saying: "The sea of ​​bitterness ahead."

Looking at the Taoist Taipingdao, he said sincerely:

"Master Yuan Dao, the elders in the temple have something to say. Since this discussion of the Fa is for the sake of sentient beings, then you should not use supernatural powers to judge superiors and inferior powers. Instead, you should simply talk about the methods. What do Taoists think?"

Wei Yuan couldn't help but raised his eyebrows.

Before, you had to come up with the Golden Buddha spreading the Dharma, and it was you who pressed Dragon and Tiger Mountain for thousands of miles.

Now that everyone is harmonious, and only talking about the method, you are the one who is no better than supernatural powers.

All the good things co-authored are occupied by you?

At this time, there were also some quarrels on the Internet, and many people agreed with this statement. After all, the monk looked very kind and seemed to be reasonable. Besides, since it was said to be a discussion of the Fa before, then such a requirement It is also normal.

Some people analyzed that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and it is to turn back to the shore.

Still talking about crossing the body.

If you say that you are looking back to the shore, I want to persuade you to go, and to cross with your body, that is, the cliff in front of you is just looking scary, but it can actually be walked over safely.

Daoguang next to him stared at the Taoist man with a mask on his face.

For some reason, it might be the relationship between the mask. He still couldn't tell whether it was the abyss of the past. There was a wave of waves in his heart. He said to the newly strong two people next to him: "Guardian Master, Miss Feng, the little monk still has something to deal with. , Just go one step ahead."

Wei Yuan nodded, Feng Siyu waved his hand and said, "Try it."

She smiled and said, "It's really delicious."

The young monk nodded with a smile.

Turning and leaving, he quickly mixed into the crowd. When he returned to the main peak, his white monk's clothes turned black, giving him more chances of being cold. The book's record should have been the biggest help and adviser in the battle of King Yan Zhu Di in the battle of Jing Nan.

The honor of life is unique, the only choice to help the dragon as a monk.

Unfortunately, because of Yuan, his ambition is still dead.

The Tiantai Sect’s response this time was actually proposed by him. If the other party concerned Yun Chang, if they did not restrict it, the Buddhism's momentum would definitely be suppressed.

He himself would not make a move this time.

So I can only look at those younger disciples of Tiantai Sect and Buddhism.

If you can hold the initiative in your hands, there is still something to be seen. Whether you agree or not, you will be subject to certain restrictions, and if you use clever tricks, you will also be weaker.

Yuan, what would you do...

Is Yizhi broken?

Dao Guang, or Yan Yan sitting on the futon, took advantage of the situation and put the pine nuts next to him, picking up one.

Suddenly noticed the cloud shaking, and his pupils shrank slightly.

this is……

………………

And the old monk drooped his eyebrows, folded his hands, and said:

"Also invite Dao Master Yuan to go to the main hall for the meeting."

"The rest of the donors, the poor monks will take them down another path, but the temple is a clean place, the place is not big, maybe only ten donors can go."

Everyone regretted it.

Especially many people who have finally rushed over and plan to see it in person.

However, the reason given by the monk was straightforward and the place was not big enough.

They have nothing to say.

Feeling that there was no hope, he turned around and planned to go down the mountain.

Wei Yuan's body grabbed a melon seed and threw it into his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, leaving only a ray of mind, and the true spirit all controlled Taigu's body.

Taipingdao Taoist’s eyes are shining, his expression is shrouded in the mask, and he is not real. In fact, the old monk just said that going to the main hall to attend the meeting has actually suppressed the status of the Taoist, just like the Taoist is just an invited guest. Into the passive.

Wei Yuan controlled his ancient body, saying:

"No need."

The old monk was surprised.

The Taoist raised his hand, smiling but not smiling, and said:

"Since the place is not big enough, just change to another place."

"Where is it so troublesome?"

"what……"

The old monk was about to speak, and his heart jumped suddenly when he saw the Taoist wearing the Taoist robe shocked his sleeve robe, and then the clouds and mist between the cliffs suddenly stagnated.

Accompanied by a low roar.

The cloud gas suddenly spread in all directions and rolled away.

Amidst the clouds, there was suddenly the sound of vast water flowing, and the waves were like thunder.

It makes people untenable.

The old monk's pupils shrank suddenly.

Is that, Long Yin? !

The Taoist stood in front of the cliff, his broad sleeves were blown and fluttered towards the back. Clouds overflowed all over his body, flowing from the tips of his temples and hair, and his eyes were flat and indifferent.

And in front of him.

Ancient pavilions rise from the ground, and are lifted up in the air by the aura of clouds and mists. Once the rich aura of the imperial pool of the mountains and seas comes into contact with the environment of the modern world, it immediately causes a violent flow of vitality, as if the vision of the sun shines. More than a thousand miles.

The people who gathered because of Taoism, Buddhism and Dharma almost all raised their heads subconsciously. Seeing this vision, I don’t know who it was. He murmured, this is a true god. At this moment, he has no doubts about the transcendental world anymore, but is acting in a special way. The Dao Sect disciples in the group watched this scene with only one thought left in their minds.

"The universe in the sleeve..."

"What's written in the book is true..."

Emperor Chi is Wei Yuan's Hutian at this moment.

The water in the ancient Emperor Pond rose directly against the trend, and the water ran through the void, turning into a vast and magnificent bridge, connecting here and the pavilions, the sound of water was thunderous, but it never fell, like a long dragon, after drunk. Without knowing that the sky is in the water, the boat filled with clear dreams pressing the galaxy is naturally extremely chic, and turning water into a bridge, reflecting the sun, is also free and easy enough, and this scene falls in the eyes of everyone, and it is silent.

All those who saw this scene in various ways lost their speech ability for a while.

The old monk got close and watched the mountains and lakes pouring out of the sleeves, quickly becoming huge, with aura like waves, only felt his heart swaying, and a Buddha heart was almost horrified and cracked and clenched. Yaguan, roared and asked with a Buddhist lion, awakening the shocked people, saying:

"This, what is this place?!"

The Taoist Taipingdao turned sideways, playing with the taste:

"Since I was born in China."

"Have you never heard of it, Kunlun Yaochi?"

"what……"

The Dao Sect disciple beside him was horrified: "Kunlun?!"

The cloud is surging~www.wuxiahere.com~ Suddenly there is the sound of dragon chanting. Behind the Taoist Taipingdao, a scaly body faintly emerges in the clouds, and a huge beast is looming, accompanied by a sudden and agitated dragon chanting sound. , Taoist looked at the monk sideways, his sleeves surging, the sea of ​​clouds behind him suddenly scattered, and a fierce dragon head broke through the sea of ​​clouds.

The red vertical pupil looked at the people under the mountain icyly.

The cloud suddenly spread and surged toward the surroundings, and everyone subconsciously stepped back or closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes, there was no such person in front of them, only the voice was still there, echoing endlessly.

"Pan Dao is in Yaochi, waiting for you from Tiantai Sect."

"Don't be too late."

The Taoist sat on the dragon beast and entered the sea of ​​clouds.

PS: The second one today............ Three thousand six hundred words, it’s still too late......