Chapter 1073: Foxy

Looking at the old-fashioned sneer, Zhang Bairen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Can the defeated general be so arrogant?
Seeing the dissatisfaction and brewing emotions in Zhang Bairen’s eyes, the old Dao sighed softly: "The last rune is my natal rune, which was handcrafted by the father of the family. Not to mention it is a captain, even a true immortal. When I come, I can’t even think about winning me! Although the Governor’s cultivation level is good, it has only been a few years since the Daoyang God has been proven? How many Dharmakayas have accumulated? The Governor has not even stepped into the threshold of the Immortal Dao, so I can’t be the power of my natal talisman. Runes are very important. If they are not a matter of life or death, they will never be born. If they are perceived by the Yin Division, I am afraid it will be a big trouble."
Zhang Bairen looked at the old way, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his palm and dissipated the precious light in his hand: "You have runes, and the capital has not made any destiny. How dare to underestimate me?"
"Since today, Nantian Master Tao has closed the mountain, and the Great Sui Dynasty will not be allowed to wander among the disciples of the Nantian Master Tao! In addition, some of the disciples of the Wang family, you have to hand it over and restrain Luoyang for trial." Zhang Bairen said and turned around. Tabo left, without giving the ancestors of the Wang family the slightest chance to explain, he disappeared into Qingming in a blink of an eye and disappeared.
"What a hero too!" Looking at Zhang Bairen's back, the old Taoist sighed slightly, adjusted his figure and turned away.
Shangjingcheng
Yang Guang bedroom
Gu Yi, dressed in a robe, stood beside Yang Guang respectfully: "Your Majesty, now my Buddhist family has great sages from the west, who can help your Majesty share the pressure and deal with the Taoist gates together. I hope your Majesty will allow it!"
If you want to preach in the land of the emperor, you still need Yang Guang's consent.
Looking at Gu Yi, Yang Guang was noncommittal. Da Sui was about to perish. What's the point of saying so many?
"Go summon the chief governor Zhang Bairen!" Yang Guang waved his hand and signaled Gu Yi to withdraw.
Gu Yi took the order and left, Zhang Bairen had just returned to Luoyang, when he heard the emperor summoned him, he turned around in surprise and went to the palace.
Yang Guang was working on the documents a few days before the case, Zhang Bairen entered the hall and held a fist in a salute: "I have seen your Majesty!"
"Sit down!" Yang Guang said.
Zhang Bairen sat upright, and Yang Guang said, "How is the matter of the Southern and Northern Heavenly Masters handled?"
"Soon, some disciples of the Southern Heavenly Master Dao will be escorted to Beijing, let your majesty dispose of them! The waters of the Southern and Northern Heavenly Master Dao are too deep, and the lower officials forced the Nantian Master Dao to close the gates. As long as I am alive, the Nantian Master Dao will not be allowed. Half a step out of the mountain! As for the Northern Heavenly Master, the next official will have time to deal with it in the future!" Zhang Bairen sorted out his thoughts and narrated.

Let’s put down the North and South Heavenly Master Tao for the time being. Soon the Buddhists will have great power to come to Middle-earth. If you want to preach in Middle-earth and fight against Taoists, you need to watch carefully to give the Buddhist monks a certain convenience.
Yang Guang Putting down the copybook in his hand, slowly stood up and walked to the window sill, looking at the distant scenery.
"Your Majesty!" Zhang Bairen looked at Yang Guang: "Buddhism has a unique method of deceiving people's hearts. It does not involve production. It specifically exploits the people. If things go on like this, all the wealth of the world will enter Buddhism, and the people's life will only be more difficult."
"I also don't want to let the Buddhists enter the customs, but who told me that Daomen is on the opposite side of me!" Yang Guang's eyes turned murderously: "The Dao of the North and South Heavenly Masters is a big trouble, and it is precisely controlled by the Buddhists. You must think of a way, as soon as possible. Forcing the Beitian Master to seal the mountain."
Zhang Bairen murmured in his heart, and he tapped the smooth handle of the seat with a palm of his hand. After a while, he said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle this matter, so I will try my best."
After the Second Campaign, as today, the people are miserable, and the people don’t live a life. Hungry everywhere, wailing everywhere. Countless lone ghosts and wild ghosts wandered in the Yang world. At a glance, they saw that the middle-earth was now evil, and the spirits were overwhelming. The whole middle-earth was enveloped in an obscure gray.
The Heavenly Court closed the gate of Tianwei, and now the Great Sui really is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts, countless murderous intents are everywhere. The ghosts and gods who escaped from Dunhuang in the past also made chaos everywhere. The corpses secretly sucked human blood, and the whole world has been melted for a while. Being where the Purgatory Shura is, it seems like is coming.
Wearing a dazzling robes, the light of the Buddha circulated, and the whole body seemed to be able to illuminate the infinite universe, the world of ten directions.
A young monk, or middle-aged monk, came slowly from the horizon on the yellow sand.
However, he saw that the sky was falling all over his body, the golden lotus was springing up from the ground, countless Buddhas and bhikkhus kept chanting sutras, and the golden tree in the whirling world was charming eyes.
At the foot of the lotus, there are lotus flowers growing in the ground, and countless flowers and plants grow wildly.
The mighty Buddha light penetrated into the nine-day clouds, clearly visible in a radius of hundreds of miles.
Nantian Shidao
At this time, the Nantian Master Dao's heroes gathered, and the noisy must force the Nantian Master Dao to hand over the elixir of longevity, and the sacred door court was smeared with smoke.
The elixir of longevity is fake and has been swallowed. How do you tell Nantian Master Dao to surrender the treasure?
Looking at the various monks below who were eager to try, murderous opportunities were overflowing in the field for a while, and a conflict was inevitable.
At this moment, a mighty flood suddenly swept across from the clouds. I saw the torrent passing by. Whether you were able to change your bones or see the gods, they were all wrapped in the torrent and rushed out of the Lushan area.
The ancestor of Nantian Shidao took back the golden talisman and was about to return to his own cave, but suddenly he moved there, and his eyes looked in the direction of Yumenguan: "The Buddha is great!"
Beitian Shidao
The second generation of ancestors stroked their beards and looked at the mighty Buddha light that covered the sky and sun. He kept thinking: "To cause such a movement, I want to come here prepared, first ask the junior to explore the details. Come up with countermeasures."
"Is the Buddhist school finally unable to sit still? The day of shock is approaching, and no one can sit still at this time! The Buddhist school must take action, but this loophole is really accurate!" Lingbao's ancestors mourned He sighed and said: "Nowadays, all the Taoist views have turned against the emperor. The emperor has ordered the encirclement and suppression of all the Taoist views. It is really not good for all the Taoist views to stand upright and embarrass the Buddhism."
The light of the Buddha is majestic, the treasure trees sway wherever it passes, and the boundless Buddha country is unpredictable, arousing the yearning of countless refugees, and the overwhelming power of faith poured toward the of the treasure tree.
It's done!
The monk breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the refugees who kept falling to the ground. No one can resist the temptation of Dharma.
The power of faith continued to grow his golden body. The monk turned and looked at the kneeling, yellow-faced people, and sighed softly, and began to tell the scriptures and talk about Dafa.
The sky is falling chaotically, and the ground is springing up with golden lotus.
The diseases where the flowers fall are all eliminated, the golden lotus is refreshing, and there is no hunger.
More refugees gather
hundred……
two hundred……
one thousand……
Ten thousand...
Countless refugees gathered one after another, and the infinite power of faith poured in. The whirling world behind the Buddha's head became more and more realistic and more exciting.
Three days later, when the statement was over, all the former refugees knelt to the ground, calling the holy monk directly.
The monk smiled, just smiled at the flowers, leaving nothing behind.
After another half day, the monk looked at the old man who was hungry to the ground and brought a bowl of sweet spring. Seeing Ganquan drank it, the old man instantly disappeared from his illness and turned into life.
"Amitabha Buddha, thanks to the monk!" The old man looked respectful, and the old man bowed in tears at the feet of the young man.
The monks practice the ten virtues every day, and their names spread crazily to all directions, and the power of infinite belief continues to gather.
Another day
Hundreds of bandits suddenly rushed out and surrounded the monk, only to hear the bandit say: "There hasn't been a monk in Middle Earth for a long time, it's surprising!"
While talking, the the monk, reached out his hand to touch the monk's bald scar, and showed a smile: "The monk is here, can you buy a fortune?"
"The monk has two sleeves and a breeze. Buying roads and wealth doesn't wait for you, but Jinglun has a roll. I don't know if the king wants to listen." The monk looked at the robber calmly and peacefully, his eyes full of peace.
When others touched his head, he didn't get annoyed. He was indeed a Buddhist master with profound Taoism.
"Buddhist scripture? Tell me! This is a rare thing!" The bandit suddenly became interested.
It's like there is someone by your side who suddenly knows Japanese. Do you want to ask him to say something?
The monk looked serious, and just said that, preaching his Dharma.
This Dharma seems to have a strange power that makes people fascinated by it. A group of bandits listened to the Buddhist scriptures, and was instantly addicted to it, shocking people.
However, during the time of a stick of incense, only the sound of the weapon falling, the bandits knelt to the ground, their eyes were full of regrets, and all the fierce and evil spirits in their eyes disappeared.
"Amitabha!" The monk made a loud voice.
The bandits were awakened and suddenly stepped forward and untied the ropes on the monk's body. Their eyes were full of repentance: "Holy Master, I am guilty of waiting, and I hope the holy monk is no wonder."
"Knowing mistakes can improve Mo Dayan. You are all people with Buddha nature. The monk has a volume of Buddhist scriptures in his hands. You can read it frequently in the future and repent of your sins!" The monk took out a volume of scripture from his sleeve and drifted away.
Three days later, the surrounding people were shocked!
Shocked indeed!
The bandits who had plagued the surrounding tens of miles in the past have now begun to accumulate virtues and do good deeds. They have come down the mountain to preach Buddhism and continue to sing the glory of the Buddha, making people almost blind.
When the monk passes by, he encounters mountains and mountains~EbookFREE.me~ meets water and crosses the water. Wherever he went, he was a country of peace and peace, turning into a pure land.
"Good monk, really amazing!" Zhang Bairen watched the great monk's movements with a touch of surprise in his eyes.
He is not in a hurry. In fact, the preaching of Buddhism has little to do with him.
He is cumin alone and has no disciples. He does not need to be worshipped by the people, and he does not fight for the incense. This Buddhism is flourishing, and it has nothing to do with it.
On the contrary, the gods from all walks of life can't sit still!
What is faith?
Faith is the origin of the gods of all walks of life, and it is the life of all gods. If a monk does this, he will kill others. No matter who it is, no one can bear it.
Not to mention faith, the incense offerings and the sesame oil money are the foundation of the daily maintenance of all Taoist views. Now they are all in the pockets of the monks. It is strange that the Taoist Gaozhen can sit down.
This is simply a matter of life and death.