Chapter 771: Fang Cun doing things in the mountains

"Three thousand avenues are invisible through the heavens and the earth, and all objects can understand the principles of the avenue..."
In Fangcun Mountain, in the afternoon, the old Bodhi was sitting in front of the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch, telling the avenue of heaven and earth, with petals floating everywhere.
The young girls below were all drowsy, and the monkey fell asleep with his head directly down, and the snoring gradually rose.
Both Huoyun and Qingshan looked helpless, and the ancestor who sat there didn't say anything, but patiently told the Taoist scriptures and principles.
In fact, preaching like this is also a practice.
The process of preaching and teaching disciples is not only polishing Sun Wukong's unreliable state of mind, but also polishing Yang Jian's own Taoism, although physical practitioners don't value these as much as Yuanshen Tao.
After preaching in the afternoon, Yang Jian just got up and said: "Let's stop here today."
Yan Ba ​​walked outside the hall with a cold face, and these little apprentices hurriedly stood up, and each of them gave Yang Jian a greeting.
"Oh? Oh, Master!"
The monkey jumped directly on the futon, and shouted in a daze.
Yang Jian stopped and turned his head to look over; the monkey was visibly taken aback, and the eyes around him suddenly understood that this was the end of get out of class...
The monkey's reaction was not slow, and he hurriedly said, "Master, the disciple has Dao Fa, um, Dao Fa is unknown."
Yang Jian flicked the dust, "Just ask your brother."
After humming a little, Yang Jian stepped away from the main hall. The monkey was embarrassed. The young girls in Taoist robes all around laughed after Yang Jian walked away, and one came up to tease the monkey.
The monkeys were not irritated, and laughed and talked with them.
Qing Shan moved forward in time and said, "Be quiet, it's a mess here."
Huo Yun cursed with a straight face: "If anyone doesn't read the scriptures that Master has just told me ten times, he will go to the Houshan Ice Cave to retreat and think about it."
A group of young apprentices suddenly became quiet, and the monkey laughed while scratching his head, and Qing Shan and Huo Yun didn't dare to bother.
Yang Jian was just about to return to his residence to rest. Thinking that there was nothing wrong, he would cut his mind back to his body and continue to comprehend the Shuangdao fellow practitioners, but he heard a call from the sky as soon as he arrived in Nuan Pavilion.
"Bodhi Patriarch! Bodhi Taoist Fellow!"
Turning his head to look, he saw a sneaky head drilled out of the cloud and grinned at Yang Jian.
Many treasures.
Duobao called Yang Jian to be a Bodhi, naturally to hide his identity for Yang Jian; Yang Jian smiled knowingly, flew to the sky in the clouds, removed his ‘makeup’ in the clouds, and returned to his original appearance.
"I have seen the uncle."
"It's easy to say, easy to say," Taobao Tao leaned forward, grabbing Yang Jian's arm, Yang Jian, who was covered with alcohol, couldn't open his eyes.
Taobao Taoist said with a smile: "Walking around, I had a banquet on the mountain with a few juniors and sisters. How about having a glass of water and wine in the past?"
"Uncle invited, how dare I not agree?" Yang Jian smiled and nodded, being held firmly by Duobao for fear that he would run away.
The place to drink is actually in Fangcun Mountain; Yang Jian's incarnation's spiritual consciousness shrouds the Taoist temple, but he is not worried about any changes.
From a distance, someone made a pavilion on the top of the mountain with force. The scenery is quite pleasant; two graceful figures stand in the pavilion, one looking at Yang Jian, the other looking aside.
Good wine and food are prepared on the stone table, and there are several fairy fruit flower baskets around, which is a good mood.
Yang Jian was pulled forward to meet the Virgin of Jin Ling and Bi Xiao. The Mother of Jin Ling just hummed and sat down on her own. Bi Xiao smiled at Yang Jian, with a little playful smile. .
"Sit down, don't be polite," Duobao pressed Yang Jian on the seat, and sat aside with his bulging belly, regardless of priority.
Bi Xiao was sitting on the other side of Yang Jian, and there was another place empty, obviously there was a fourth Jiejiao immortal.
Yang Jian saw that the wine glasses were empty, and got up and took the wine jug.
Taobao Taoist rushed to grab it, "You are the number one master now, how can you do this?"
Bi Xiao hurriedly said, "Let me come."
Yang Jian shook his head and smiled: "I have the youngest generation here, which should be the case. Besides, I am the first in the world, far from being sanctified, just taking advantage of my physical body and supernatural powers."
As he spoke, Yang Jian had already filled the glass for Duobao, and walked to the side of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit.
Yang Jian and Our Lady of Jin Ling fought several times when they were ennouncing the gods. Yang Jian personally sent Our Lady of Jin Ling to the entrusted list, which caused a chaos in the battle of Jiejiao...
Although conferring the gods is no more than a calculation, the grievances between the two obviously did not disappear.
Yang Jian held the ceremony for the younger generation. Although the Golden Spirit Mother was cold, she didn't embarrass Yang Jian and let Yang Jian fill her with fairy brew.
Yang Jian said: "Uncle, if my disciple causes any trouble in the future, please take care of it."
"I'm not so small, I will embarrass a junior." Mother Jin Ling said so, but Yang Jian felt a little relieved.
"I've come by myself." Bi Xiao held the wine glass and reached for the wine jug. Yang Jian had to smile and hold the wine jug and sit back in place.
After a few words of greeting, and a drink or two, Zhao Gongming flew slowly from the sky.
Duobao smiled and asked: "Can it be done?"
"Naturally," Zhao Gongming smiled, "not aware of it."
Yang Jian was a little strange. In his heart, he always felt that these two men did something shameful, but it was hard to say anything.
Zhao Gongming took the seat, and Duo Bao continued to chat with Yang Jiantian from the north to the south. When Yang Jian had four or five glasses of wine, Duo Bao Taoist finally "not vomiting or unhappy", and began to count the "crimes" of the heavenly court.
Taobao Taoist asked, "Yang Jian, what do you think? How can you not doubt that there are those under the strongest people hiding in the heaven?"
"This... doubt is naturally doubt," Yang Jian sighed softly, "but if the other party wants to hide blindly, it is too difficult to catch them. Most of the strongest men are Tai Chi, Tai Su and even Tai Chi. The saints and quasi saints at the beginning, such characters, as early as the ancient times, I am afraid that they have been mixed into the wilderness, how to investigate?"
"There is some truth to this," Zhao Gongming nodded suddenly, "The powerful enemy is in the dark, and you and I are in the light. It is really not easy to investigate, otherwise it will only be futile and will cause chaos in the Three Realms."
Duobao said: "I think Haotian boy has a problem, Yang Jian, you might as well force him to show his feet."
The Mother of God Jinling whispered softly: "Brother, if you continue to instigate like this, I think you are also a little wrong."
"I'm not right, what's wrong?" Daobao immediately rolled his eyes, "I have been repaired from transformation bit by bit, and the teacher can testify for me. I am the most honest monk in the wild."
Yang Jian suddenly smiled and squinted.
"Don't talk about it today, drink the bar," Zhao Gongming invited him to a toast, and several people laughed and drank at the same time.
Taobao Taoist still wanted to let Yang Jian raise his arms to bring down the Jade Emperor, and soon began to mention these things.
Yang Jian also didn't know where Heavenly Court had offended Taobao Taoist, so he could only smile a few times and didn't know how to answer.
Finally, when the general was late, Yang Jian couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, where does the heaven make you unhappy?"
"Hmph, it's not that I'm unhappy," Duobao smacked his lips. "Turn me into a Buddha, oh... I dare not blame the masters, and dare not to blame them Buddhism? Whoever comes close to Buddhism, whoever follows I can't make it through Dubao. Although I don't bother to care about them, I can't make them so happy!"
Yang Jian suddenly didn't know how to answer. Seeing the wine stains on the purple gold robes of Taobao Taoist, he could only toast to each other.
"Everything in the heavenly court is under the care of the sage master," Yang Jian said, "I just want to practice meditation now. Regarding the five elements, Master Sanqing and Daoist friends of Tianyan did not account for the Jade Emperor. The emperor is harmless to the Three Realms, nothing more."
"good."
The Mother of God Jin Ling spit out a soft sentence, holding up the wine glass and drinking with Bi Xiao.
Zhao Gongming was afraid of Yang Jian's embarrassment, so he immediately borrowed the conversation and invited Yang Jian to drink together.
The wine was drunk until midnight.
The four immortals strayed and drove away, Yang Jian was also a little overwhelmed with alcohol, returning to the appearance of the Bodhi ancestor, rubbing his brows, and returning to the Taoist temple.
Zhao Gongming and the others also asked about the monkey, and Yang Jian also said that the monkey was a spiritual creature born from heaven and earth. It was not a trivial matter, so they personally trained it, and the four of them didn't ask much.
They arrived as early as when Yang Jian was preaching, and they deliberately didn't mention it, because Yang Jian's preaching situation was somewhat shabby, and the avenues they talked about were nothing but classics of Taoism and they really couldn't be praised.
After entering the Taoist temple, Yang Jian used profound energy to drive away the alcohol, shook the floating dust, and walked towards the warm pavilion where he lived.
These four people should be purely looking for him to drink, and they didn't find any other purpose.
No matter what, even if they are tit-for-tat at the time of the Conferment of Gods, now they are all Taoist disciples, shouldering the responsibility of protecting the prehistoric land, and they should no longer be tit-for-tat.
Heaven...
Jade Emperor...
"Oh, huh?"
Yang Jian, who was about to push the door, narrowed his eyes, and the two wooden doors at hand were a little different from when he left before.
He was suddenly energetic, his spiritual consciousness and spiritual consciousness were fully opened, and he searched the situation in the Nuan Pavilion.
Is the bed blocked by a rhyme?
Yang Jian pushed the door in, took two steps carefully, frowning suddenly.
Divine Sense could not see, but his eyes could see clearly, clearly...
A woman lying on the upper side of Ruansu, dressed only in this thin gauze, with her back facing Yang Jian, her long hair hanging on the Ruansu.
The graceful posture made Yang Jian want to admire, but Yang Jian's heart was peaceful.
A profound energy permeated the past, directly swept away the soft Tao Yun that had sealed it, and then carefully realized it.
The woman who was on the soft collapse was sealed off, and the mana for sealing the town seemed to come from Master Duobao; the Taoist rhyme that sealed the soft collapse and avoided his previous divine knowledge seemed to come from Zhao Gongming.
And after carefully understanding, the gauze on this woman's body retains a trace of immortal power, and a little alcohol, this trace of immortal power, Yang Jian has noticed from Bi Xiao today.
What are these four people doing?
Yang Jian walked forward to ~EbookFREE.me~ to lift the woman up with profound energy, and then slowly flattened.
When he lay flat, his hand shook, and Dao Xin shook slightly.
"Master Cihang... why are fellow Taoists here?"
Who is the person who is not Cihang? At this moment, a bit of wry smile appeared on her Baoxiang's solemn and holy face, and Yang Jian quickly wrapped two long robes with profound energy and floated over.
In the clouds, Taobao Taoist flicked his sleeves in annoyance.
"Yang Jian didn't have much guts, really, it was a waste of our thoughts."
On the side, Zhao Gongming suddenly smiled bitterly and couldn't help holding his forehead with his hand.
Why did he get drunk for a while and did such ridiculous things... This requires Ci Hang to wait for a while to make trouble, Brother Duobao flung his sleeves and left, his God of Wealth was bound by the Conferred God List... (https:/ /) Honghuang Erlang Biography only represents the author's point of view, if it is found that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position of https:// is only dedicated to providing healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!