Chapter 169: Old Friend Ning Feixue, Loneliness, and the Wisdom of the Buddhist Son

A spring melancholy is waiting to be washed away by wine, the boat is swaying on the lake, and the curtains are waving on the building.

This is the largest restaurant in Jinyue City, the magnificent view of Jinfeng Yulu Tower.

This building was built in the center of Jinyue Lake, on a piece of artificially filled high ground. The lake was artificially filled to create a food city and romantic center on the lake.

If you want to go up to this tower, you need a ferry. The boatmen who steer the ferry are all beautiful girls with some martial arts skills. The ferry fare is twenty taels without going up to the tower.

However, even though the price is so high, there is still a constant stream of people coming and going, and those who return all have satisfied smiles on their faces.

"Master, please get on board~" The boat girl, whose waist was as slender as a willow in the wind, showed her white arms, waved her hand, and knelt down to invite Yi Chen to get on board.

The boat girl was not wearing silk or satin, but a straw cloth skirt. She had a rustic look and was very lovely.

"Can your boat hold up?" Yi Chen looked at the small black boat that the boatwoman was ferrying with suspicion.

"Don't worry, Taoist priest. This boat is very sturdy." The boatwoman patted her bulging chest to assure him.

However, the knowledgeable Yi Chen had already seen that this was a means of bullying guests by using his strength. There were not so many small branches in the world that bore great fruits. But he did not care, but slowly stepped onto the black-sailed boat.

Puff~ As Yi Chen just got on the boat, the waterline of the black-sailed boat was directly extended to the edge of the boat. This scene caused passers-by on the lakeside to laugh, while those who were experts looked at Yi Chen with serious eyes and fear on their faces.

The boat girl's face was wrinkled into a ball, and she looked like she was about to cry.

How do I row like this? Water will take in as soon as I row... "Do you have a big boat? How about you pay for the boat fare and fly over by myself?" Yi Chen gave a tentative suggestion.

"No, I will be fined if I do that. I'll row slower." The boat girl's face was full of stubbornness.

"Master, you are quite heavy. Row slowly. It may take an hour for you to come over." A tall and handsome young man could not help laughing. He used his mischievous big hand to stuff a fifty-liang silver note into the chest of his boat girl, causing everyone to laugh.

Unexpectedly, Yi Chen finally reached the high ground in the center of the lake.

Amid the surprised looks of the people on the shore, Xiao Miao, unable to bear seeing his father being laughed at, dived into the lake, lifted up the sail boat with his back, and swam quickly to the other side.

It even carried the black-sailed boat on its back and circled the boat of the young man in white who was mocking Yi Chen three times, splashing water all over him. The young man in white was so angry that he cursed wildly... "Waiter, give me a round of your signature dishes, no vegetarian dishes~"

"Also, open another table for me and prepare a fish feast for my spirit beast." Yi Chen came to a window seat on the second floor and sat down, loudly asking the waiter.

The diameter of Jinyue Lake is about eleven or twelve miles, and the water surface is clear and round. When Yi Chen's dishes were all served, the white-clothed young man's boat had only traveled most of the way, which made Yi Chen, who was lying on the window watching, couldn't help but laugh.

"Father, how about I go down and dive again, give it a claw, and make a few big holes in its boat." The little cat licked his paw and said with a fierce look in his eyes.

Yi Chen: “…”

"Meow, I think you're a little extreme~"

After convincing the little cat, Yi Chen and his eldest son looked at each other and smiled, and began to show off their love.

The little kitten also rubbed his little paws and started fighting with the whole fish feast on the table.

Just as Yi Chen was enjoying his meal, suddenly a familiar voice came into his ears.

"I hate that talented people have no moral integrity."

"The second regret is that beauty has a tragic fate."

"The third thing I hate about shad is that it has too many bones."

"My fourth regret is that the crabapple tree has no fragrance."

"Five Regrets..."

Yi Chen: “…” Damn, this voice looks so familiar~ “Fuck, it’s true that we meet everywhere in life, is it you, Taoist Yi?” Suddenly a surprised voice sounded, and a young man in a brocade robe and a jade belt around his waist walked quickly towards Yi Chen.

Who else could it be but Ning Feixue, who had fought side by side with Yi Chen at Yaoguan Ferry? A fragrant breeze blew over ~ this person, along with two beauties in white, sat down at Yi Chen's table.

"Sister Lian, Sister Rong, let me introduce you to this Taoist priest. He is the good brother I often mentioned to you, Taoist priest Yi Chengzi."

"Back then, at that dangerous Yaoguan Ferry, I fought side by side with Taoist Master Yichengzi, killing people indiscriminately and putting an end to the disaster. Thinking about it now, it's really sad~"

"Master, I will pay for your meal today. Waiter, please add two more fish to the table of Taoist Miao across the table." Ning Feixue said to Yi Chen with blinking eyes.

No one knew what kind of adventure this person had during this period of time, but he unexpectedly broke through to the realm of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation. In Yi Chen's perception, his cultivation level was almost the same as Lin Zhenbei's.

The most outrageous thing is that this man has two more sisters around him.

Yi Chen's fist couldn't help but stiffen, and he suddenly felt that the food in his mouth wasn't as delicious anymore.

Damn it! "Blue Lotus Sword Sect Bai Lian greets Taoist Master Yi."

"Qinglian Sword Sect Bai Rong greets Taoist Master Yi."

The two girls looked 70% similar. At Ning Feixue's invitation, they stood up obediently and greeted Yi Chen.

When you are in this business, as long as there is no conflict of interest, you will be carried by others in a sedan chair.

You didn't applaud others when they were showing off today! I'm afraid no one will applaud you when you show off in front of others in the future! Yi Chen naturally understood this rule. He had no ill feelings towards Ning Feixue. In addition to being pretentious, this person was also a cultivator with a strong sense of justice. What's more, this person invited him to dinner.

He must establish this position.

"I didn't expect that you are a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect. I have heard of your great name for a long time."

"Fellow Daoist Ning is more elegant than ever. Please take a seat, fellow Daoists." Yi Chen greeted them and asked them to sit down.

The Qinglian Sword Sect is tens of thousands of miles away from the Hidden Dragon Temple and there is no conflict of interest between them. The two beauties, Bai Lian and Bai Rong, have only just entered the realm of Refining Qi and Transforming the Spirit. They should be the inner disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect who have just broken through. They are unknown and are not on the Dragon and Tiger List, but this does not prevent Yi Chen from hearing about their names for a long time.

After secretly nodding to Ning Feixue to show that he understood, Yi Chen immediately said that Ning Feixue also made great contributions in the medicine coffin crossing incident.

"Well, thinking back to the time at the Medicine Coffin Ferry, it was all thanks to Brother Ning's meticulousness that he discovered the secret of that dangerous place..." Yi Chen opened his eyes and began to make up stories. The story was full of ups and downs.

The two beauties' eyes sparkled when they heard this, and they looked at Ning Feixue with affection in their eyes.

Miaozi was holding a fish in his mouth on the opposite side, listening in shock as Yi Chen told about the incident at the Medicine Coffin Ferry. He shook his head and didn't even eat the fish, wondering for a moment if there was something wrong with his memory.

After a few drinks, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Yi Chen is also an open-minded person. When he makes friends, he does not consider whether others are stronger than him or not. He only considers whether the person is pleasing to him, regardless of their social status.

Even if the child was only seven or eight years old, as small as a duck egg, he was willing to make friends with him.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes.

Bai Lian suddenly lowered her voice and said to Yi Chen, "Master, are you here for the Buddhist lecture at Da Guangming Temple as well?"

"The Buddhist sect has evil ambitions. This time, they even sent Buddhist disciples to various provinces and cities in Dai Viet to preach. I'm afraid their ambitions are not small. Now that the signs of the competition between Taoism and Buddhism have arisen again, I wonder what the Lord thinks?"

The Qinglian Sword Sect's fundamental sword scripture was created by a Taoist master. It belongs to the category of Taoist swords and its stance is naturally biased towards Taoism. Therefore, Bai Lian directly told Yi Chen the purpose of his visit to Jinyue City.

Yi Chen couldn't help but frown when he heard this. He didn't expect that a simple Buddhist lecture would actually involve the confrontation between Taoism and Buddhism. However, his brows soon relaxed.

If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up, and I, Yichengzi, will be the one eating melons.

It’s none of my business.

With his mind made up, Yi Chen's eyes suddenly became alert. He should not have the intention to harm others, but he should be on guard against others. In order not to be involved in this vortex and to avoid being taken out of context, he started to talk nonsense with Bai Lian and others:

"In my opinion, the key issue of the conflict between Taoism and Buddhism is very key. I don't know how key it is. The key to this issue is the key issue..."

Just as Yi Chen was making an impassioned speech, a fat shopkeeper in a brocade robe came over with small steps and bowed to Yi Chen, saying, "I didn't know it was Taoist Master Yi Chengzi who came to visit our Jinfeng Yulu Tower. I am ignorant and have not entertained you well. Please forgive me, Taoist Master."

"I'm treating you to dinner today. This place is simple and not suitable for you, Taoist priest. Why don't you go to the top floor to eat?"

When the fat shopkeeper said this, he didn't even look at Ning Feixue and the other two. Instead, he lowered his head humbly and whispered to Yi Chen alone. There was a faint fluctuation of magic power on his body, and he was actually an orthodox practitioner.

"Do you know me?" Yi Chen said coldly.

"Master Yi, you are too modest. Who in the world doesn't know you? You forcefully defeated Ba Dao, who was ranked 16th on the Dragon and Tiger List. People who are interested in this matter have already known about it. The next time the Dragon and Tiger List changes, it is possible that you will be in the top ten." The fat shopkeeper complimented.

"No need, this place is great. Please give my regards to your host. I can still afford the meal."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Yi Chen waved his hand to signal the shopkeeper to stop making noise, and left first. Ning Feixue and the other two who were sitting at the same table with him began to feel uncomfortable.

"Master...Master, you killed Badao?" Ning Feixue said stutteringly.

Bai Lian and Bai Rong also showed shock in their eyes and began to become reserved during the conversation.

Many diners on the second floor also turned their eyes to Yi Chen and began to whisper to each other.

There are so many people in the world who look very similar to each other. In addition, the Taoist robe that Yi Chen is wearing has a wholesale price of ten taels. Even the practitioners on the second floor who are paying attention to the Dragon and Tiger List would not dare to recognize Yi Chen when they see him.

After being pointed out by the fat shopkeeper, many people began to wake up from their dreams.

The news, which had been passed on more than a dozen times, spread throughout the building.

"Brother Wang, is this the rising Taoist priest Yi Chengzi? He looks quite kind~"

"You are talking nonsense, Brother Li. Be careful with your words. It is said that this Taoist Master Yi was having dinner at Denglong Tower. A cultivator who was also on the Dragon and Tiger List, named Chen Qi, spoke disrespectfully to him and got hit on the head."

"Didn't they say that Taoist Yi fell in love with Chen Qi's wife? Chen Qi's wife is extremely beautiful," a man at the same table who looked like Tang interrupted.

"Mr. Zhang, who are you? Why are you sitting at the same table with us? Go away."

…

Listening to the outrageous news about who knows how many hands have been knocked down in the building, Yi Chen couldn't help but face turning green. He knew with his ass eyes that it must be the Chen family behind the scenes, making up rumors to slander him. The aristocratic family controlled public opinion, and it was easy for them to disgust him, a person without any background.

He couldn't get too angry, otherwise he would fall into the trap of those bastards.

It was really like a toad dropping its feet. It didn't bite anyone but made people feel irritated... He couldn't eat this meal anymore. Just when Yi Chen was about to get up, an angry voice came over: "You wild Taoist priest, you actually dared to tease me like this, you are done."

"Do you know who my father is? My father...my father..."

The young man in white couldn't continue talking. He saw that all the diners on the second floor were staring at him as if they were looking at a dead man. Seeing this situation, even a fool would know that something was wrong.

When a person climbs to a certain height, he will naturally become lonely because there will be fewer and fewer people traveling with him. Yi Chen did not expect that he would experience this feeling.

Even the free and easy-going Ning Feixue was no exception. She didn't dare to jump around like before and instead hooked her arm around his shoulder to drink.

Ning Feixue was not afraid of those messages, but he, a person who was not even on the Dragon and Tiger List, was a little overwhelmed when he saw that his old friend was expected to be in the top ten of the Dragon and Tiger List.

"Brother Ning, let's stop here today." Yi Chen ignored the young man in white. He was a fool. He just suddenly felt a little bored. An inexplicable feeling of loneliness surged in his heart.

Is this the loneliness of walking alone on the road?

Perhaps as his cultivation level increases, there will be fewer people who can drink and discuss philosophy with him.

The people Yi Chen had dealt with before were Qian Yueru, Sword Fairy, Crazy Monk and the like. These people were all geniuses with extraordinary backgrounds. He had never had such strong feelings when interacting with them.

Today he realized that he had unknowingly reached a height that many ordinary practitioners could only look up to, and they did not dare to overstep the line in front of him.

Even now he can use his face to eat... "Master, I am not..."

Yi Chen waved his hand to stop Ning Feixue from speaking.

"Brother Ning, you're not feeling well today. Let's drink again next time." Patting Ning Feixue's shoulder and smiling, Yi Chen ignored the young man in white and left with Xiao Miao.

As Yi Chen’s figure disappeared, the Jinfeng Yulu Tower suddenly exploded.

Some diners who knew the young man in white couldn't help but say, "My dear nephew, go back and pay your respects to your ancestors and offer sacrifices to them."

"You're fine, but your ancestral grave is on fire~"

"I heard that Ba Dao just glanced at Taoist Master Yi for a second longer in the crowd and said, 'What are you looking at?' Then Taoist Master Yi threw him into the river..."

"I heard that they wore the same clothes..."

“…”

Amid the chatter of the crowd, the young man in white was sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked with sweat without him noticing.

"How dare you! If you dare to make up such stories about Master Yi again, I will use my sword to settle the score with you." Faced with the rumors, Ning Feixue could no longer bear it. He drew his sword and smashed the Eight Immortals Table in front of him to pieces with one palm.

The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon.

Somewhere in Jinyue City.

On a huge square square.

The square floor is paved with one-meter-square stones polished from the moon rock near Jinyue City. There is also a huge moon pattern in the center of the venue, which is particularly clear on the ground.

Raise your perspective and take a bird's eye view of the whole scene, it seems as if a golden moon is shining on the ground.

At this time, the square was crowded with people who came to listen to the Buddhist disciples from Da Guangming Mountain preaching.

On the high platform in the center of the square, a handsome and elegant young monk wearing a golden robe was preaching:

"Zen leads to the realm of formlessness, and the wonderful Dharma is the lotus platform."

"Compassion is always there for the world, and the Tathagata appears on the other side."

As soon as the monk's words rang out, the light of Dharma appeared, and the whole square was shrouded in an inviolable sacred and solemn atmosphere.

I had something to do today, drank some wine, and felt dizzy. For the sake of quality, there is a literary scene between the Taoist priest and the Buddhist disciple that can only be released tomorrow.

I will guarantee to make 6,000 tomorrow, but I can't do the live broadcast 　　of cement noodles 　　I'm really sorry to all the big guys who voted today, sorry~ I will definitely make up for it tomorrow 　　 　 (end of this chapter)