Old friend
Huanling City has been unusually lively these days, and the banquet that takes place once every thousand years is a rare event in Cangxuan.
Changxia sent her three children out to play, and she herself submitted an invitation, hoping to meet the Zen master before the banquet began.
Hui Fanxing lived in the Yixin Zen Temple on the side peak of Xiaoling Mountain. It was a quiet and secluded place. Changxia had been there many times under the leadership of Bie Jingchun and Zuo Qin. When he was a child, he would throw tantrums and even pull the leaves of the Bodhi tree.
But this was the first time that someone had personally sent a letter to visit the Zen master.
Xie Fengxue would come to Xiaoling Mountain every few years to drink tea and play chess with the Zen master.
The Zen master got along well with him and didn't even mind when he found him drinking wine under the Bodhi tree, which believers regarded as the "tree of enlightenment."
In his words, this is called "wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart."
If the Buddha cared about these trivial details, he would not be merciful.
It was not the first time that Changxia had heard these fallacies and heresies, but it was still a bit novel when it came from the Zen master's mouth.
Later, Xie Fengxue dug out the wine that had been stored in the cellar for a hundred years, and they and their master and apprentice drank it together. Jiang Bailu commented that it was indeed a wine that was imbued with the spirit of enlightenment, and it was indeed delicious.
The master smacked his lips and said disdainfully, "Which wine cellar has been around for a hundred years and still tastes good?"
Jiang Bailu didn't dare to refute his master, nor did he dare to say that the wine buried under the sacred tree of Buddhism was mediocre, so he could only clink glasses with Huo Tinglan and drink a glass.
Changxia was too lazy to recall the exact year, but Chu Xian had not yet entered the sect at that time, so it must have been a long, long time ago.
Changxia waited for about half an hour in the guesthouse at Xiaoling Mountain, which was specially used to receive foreign guests. Then a young monk hurried over, clasped his hands together, and bowed to her before saying, "Master, the Zen master said he won't see any guests today."
Chang Xia asked, "These days are the Zen temple's open days. All believers can seek the Zen master's help to resolve their doubts. The Zen master has three thousand magical bodies and can save millions of people in an instant. This has always been a praiseworthy story among believers. Little Master, does the Zen master not want to see guests, or does he not want to see me?"
This question seemed to stump the young monk.
He bowed his head and muttered, "Amitabha."
Monks do not tell lies.
Chang Xia smiled: "You probably still think I'm the little girl who believed all the nonsense back then."
When she came to the Zen temple, she saw Xiaoling Mountain surrounded by clouds and mist. Xie Fengxue lied to her and said, "Do you see those rolling white clouds in the distance? Cut off a piece of those white clouds and eat it. It tastes like cotton candy."
Changxia believed it. She rode on the Bodhi leaf given to her by the Zen master and chased the clouds for three days, but she still couldn't find a white cloud to cut.
Later, Xie Fengxue laughed heartily while holding her belly: "Xia Xia, why are you so silly? You are already in the clouds now."
At that time, Xie Fengxue's cultivation was higher than hers, and she couldn't beat him, so she could only look at him angrily without saying a word.
Later, Xie Fengxue admitted his mistake and bought Chang Xia real marshmallows. It took him half a month to coax her into paying any attention to him.
It started raining outside the guesthouse at some point. Changxia walked to the door. She did not choose to use magic to avoid the rain, but took out an ordinary paper umbrella from her storage bag.
I bought this when I was out playing with Xie Fengxue.
She opened her umbrella and took a step outside, then turned back as if remembering something and said, "It's not easy for believers to come here. Master, please don't pretend that you've disappeared just for me. It's not worth it."
After saying that, he walked into the rain.
When the light yellow figure disappeared in the rain, the little monk put his hands together and said "Amitabha".
Then the illusion slowly faded away, and the originally youthful and green appearance became old, and Zuo Qin and Xie Fengxue walked in from outside.
"Didn't you say you don't want to see guests, you monk?" Zuo Qin sneered softly. The light of the formation under his feet disappeared, and the Zen master's breath suddenly became ethereal.
If Changxia were still there, she would be able to recognize that the aura of the Zen master was of the same origin but different flow as the aura of the Human Emperor.
Like two branches of a river.
Hui Fanxing remained calm and said, "I watched this girl grow up with my own eyes, how can I consider her a guest?"
He had not planned to come in person, but he had been avoiding old friends these days. However, if someone really came and he did not see him, it would be regrettable and his heart would not be fulfilled.
Therefore, he asked Zuo Qin to cast an illusion on him. Whether his old friend recognized him or not, his wish would be fulfilled.
Xie Fengxue didn't exchange witty remarks with them. He was thinking about what Changxia had just said.
The words were said cleverly, as if the "Shami" was conveying a message to the Zen master, or as if the monk recognized the Zen master and said it to him in person.
He looked at the lush and flourishing Bodhi tree on the main peak of Xiaoling Mountain, its crowns hidden in the sea of clouds.
He knew that Changxia would no longer investigate what was going to happen at Xiaoling Peak.
His junior sister has always been so considerate.
Changxia really didn't plan to investigate further.
She had thought of what she had overlooked.
In the Boundless Boundary, she heard about a Human Emperor who sacrificed his life to offend the Heavens. In the end, the Heaven of all things showed mercy to him and allowed him to survive under the pressure of the Immortal Realm.
Zen Buddhism is the sect closest to the Way of Heaven, but now there is a problem with the Way of Heaven.
As it happened, more than a year ago, Dongjing interrogated Ye Shuxing, and he told Changxia that he had told everything. Of course, the stories he told Changxia would also be told to others. Ji Zhao's shocking death might bring some new ideas to these people.
Especially the Zen master who has been struggling to wake up Tiandao for hundreds of years.
As she descended the mountain, she couldn't help but glance back at the Bodhi tree. It was still as ancient and distant as ever. She had practiced swordplay and played chess beneath it, and had played and joked with Xie Fengxue, while her master and the Zen master drank tea beside it.
When she was tired of playing, she asked the Zen master why the Bodhi tree was planted in such a high place and why it was so difficult for believers to worship it.
The Zen master said that Bodhi is not for worship. If it stands here for one day, it will teach many people to feel at peace for one day.
So put it high, so high that everyone can see it.
The rain today was not heavy, and Changxia had also reached the Tribulation Crossing Stage, but she inexplicably felt that the rain was chilling, and she was shivering with cold.
She reached out her hand from outside the umbrella to catch a raindrop. The raindrop melted in her palm, reflecting the white clouds in the sky. On the way down the mountain, there were many passers-by who were going up the mountain to worship.
When encountering pilgrims who bow with every step, passers-by will consciously make way for them, leaving them enough space, and some will even hold umbrellas for them and wipe away the rain.
Everyone on this road seems so pious.
Changxia couldn't help but wonder, what would they do if the Zen master died?
Then she put these ridiculous thoughts behind her. The Zen Buddhism had been able to survive for so many years after the disappearance of Tiandao. She must have had countless plans to deal with this day. Why should she worry about it?
It drizzled all the way back. When Changxia arrived at Huanling City, the three men had turned into mud figures, standing in a row in front of her in an orderly manner.
Changxia sighed and felt that he had regained some sense of fulfillment as a parent.
She pretended to keep a serious face and looked at the oldest person among them.
"Xiao Su, I remember you're almost sixteen this year, right?"
Zhou Xiaosu lowered his head, stirred it with his fingers, and didn't dare to speak.
Chang Xia hit each of them on the head and said angrily, "You are already adults in your teens, not children of seven or eight years old. How can you still be so childish?"
Perhaps because this was her own senior sister, Li Bai felt that she wouldn't be harmed if she refuted her, so she mustered up the courage and whispered, "Senior sister, when we're in our twenties, will you say we're not teenagers?"
Changxia: ...
I can’t keep this junior sister anymore.
"Anyone over two hundred years old is still a child in my eyes." Changxia hit her again. Li Bai felt pain and looked at her with tears in her eyes, covering her head.
"Don't act cute with me. No matter how cute you are, you can't enter my cave like this."
She took out three towels, covered each person with one, and after wiping them roughly a few times, she booked a room for each of them in a nearby inn, ordered hot water, and threw them in.
"You have to clean my hair and nails, understand?"
After sending the person in, Changxia did not return to his own cave. Instead, he asked the waiter for a bench and sat at the door to guard it.
She fiddled with the kite out of boredom and found that everyone seemed busy at this time of year. She didn't know who to send a message to to kill time.
Just as she was about to take the kite back, it suddenly started beeping.
She casually opened the kite and saw a message from her fourth junior brother.
"Senior Sister, I've arrived in the Southern Territory."
Changxia's hand stopped immediately.
She glanced at it and raised her eyebrows playfully.
Jiang Bailu
What is her fourth junior brother, who never leaves the house, doing in the southern border?
She replied: "Don't tell me you're here to see me. My name is not Huo Tinglan."
Speaking of which, her fourth junior brother has loved chasing Tinglan since he was a child.
Jiang Bailu: ...
"Senior Sister!"
Chang Xia didn't intend to tease him any more, so he asked, "Why did you think of going out?"
It took a long time for the other end to reply, "Let's talk about it when we meet."
Changxia sent him the location and took back the kite. He looked out the window and jumped to the north.
There, the Tunan Pavilion was still floating in the air in its golden splendor.
Huo Tinglan is inside at the moment.
What is her third sister thinking about now?
After Li Bai and the others had finished washing, Li Bai began to tell her why they had ended up like this.
There have been many food cultivators coming to the southern border recently. In addition to the food presentation on the day of the banquet, they will also go to various inns to cook and entertain guests before that, competing to see who can attract more diners and who can get more cheers and rewards.
It's a different kind of fighting arena.
Zhou Xiaosu originally wanted to take advantage of the banquet to try a variety of dishes. Li Bai and A Yang had nothing to do, so they followed him.
Over the years, perhaps because of her identity or her own circumstances, Changxia was able to obtain a lot of miscellaneous tokens and keepsakes. She taught them all to the three of them and let them act according to the circumstances.
Most of the time, you just need to find something and have the innkeeper scan it, and then you will be welcomed into the private room and treated as a guest of honor.
But sometimes, if you go in and out too often, you will naturally be found by people with ulterior motives. Three children in the Foundation Establishment Stage have so many good things, so it is inevitable that they will be targeted.
They encountered a wandering cultivator who wanted to rob them.
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