The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Liangzen Temple is at the foot of the mountain facing the shade.

The monk in white walked out of the hut alone and slowly came to the Thousand Buddha Hall.

On the wall, there is Vajra Arhat boxing, which is lifelike.

There were bumps and uneven potholes on the ground, with a total of 108 small footprints, which were messy and had no idea.

It is rumored that this is the most powerful magical power of subduing demons in the Liangzen Temple.

Whoever can stand in front of the stone wall, close his eyes, and walk 108 steps in a positive way can be ranked among the top three martial arts masters in the world.

The reason why this place is called the Thousand Buddha Hall is that a Buddha statue carved here every year.

There are already as many as a thousand.

The monk in white is the monument guardian of this generation.

Since the monk in white returned to Tai'an City from the extreme west and then returned to the Two Zen Temples, only a statue of the Arhat has been carved for many years.

That year, he brought back a little monk.

Named, north and south.

The gate of the Buddhist temple was opened, the moonlight was shining, and the monk in white faced the thousand Buddhas and sighed.

In the center of Thousand Buddhas, a chess pier is guarding.

The monk in white sat cross-legged, held his cheeks with one hand, slanted his body, stared at the chess game.

After about half a cup of tea, he stretched his waist and said to himself to the dark night, saying:

"Cao Changqing, you are still so patient. No wonder the world respects you as Guanzi Cao."

The sound dissipated, and the hall was silent for a long time.

The monk in white waving his sleeves, dozens of black chess pieces flew out from the chessboard, floating in the air.

Brush your sleeves again.

The chess piece was like a sudden rain, heading towards a snake in the darkness.

All the black chess pieces stopped immediately.

A scholar in a gentleman dressed in a green shirt slowly walked out.

Every time you take a step, a floating black chess explodes.

The monk in white was still motionless, but in the hall, thousands of Buddha statues swayed together, as if they were invaded by a demon.

Finally, there was only one chess piece left in the air. The handsome and extraordinary middle-aged scholar finally spoke and said with a smile:

"Sure enough, no one in this world can break your Vajra Realm."

The monk in white said calmly: "Official Cao, you are just using the power of the mysterious. Why don't you try the celestial realm?"

The slender man in green shook his head and said, "I won't try it anymore. The Beimang was known to have a fight with Qi Xuanzhen. He came from thousands of miles away, but he couldn't hurt you at all."

He paused and said, "Is your little disciple named Nanbei? He is regarded by Buddhism as the hope for the great disaster of the Dharma-Ending Age. In time, he may be able to defeat you."

After saying that, he took a wine gourd from his waist and threw it to the monk in white from afar, saying:

"This is the imperial wine from the palace, specially brought for you.

You don’t have to be so alert. I would rather compete with Deng Tai’a’s Peach Blossom Sword than be involved with you.

People in the world only know that you are invincible, but only I know that you are invincible.

The monk in white took a sip of the imperial wine, and was amazed in his mouth, scratched his head and said:

"You didn't even leave the human cat?"

Cao Changqing fell two sons on the chessboard and shook his head and said, "It happened to be a coincidence."

The monk in white drank another sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and asked:

"You have come to the two Zen temples this time, and I want me to help you rescue the little princess with great luck and then restore the country?"

Cao Changqing looked a little lonely and said:

"I know you won't agree, and you won't waste this talk anymore."

The monk in white drank another sip of wine and said, "Then you are here to change your destiny against the will of heaven."

Upon hearing this, Cao Changqing suddenly held a tribute to him, bowed to the end, and refused to straighten his waist for a long time.

After looking at the wine gourd in my hand, only half of it was left, so I just drank it all to avoid thinking about it all the time.

He wiping his mouth and sighed:

"Official Cao, you should wake up. Back then, Longhu Mountain changed its fate against the will of heaven. Could it be that you don't know what the fate of that Heavenly Master was like?"

The arrogant and famous official in the world was invincible, but he showed no sign of straightening his waist.

The monk in white put down the hollow wine pot in his hand and said in a deep voice:

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but that the general trend is unstoppable!

A few years ago, the fortune of Beiliang increased sharply. If I expected it was good, there would be two under his command that were not inferior to me.

Now, when you encounter wind and clouds, you will turn into a dragon, and the flying dragon is in the sky. You should know this.

In the world, you have no power. In the court, Western Chu has long destroyed the country.

In the current situation, not to mention you, even if Qi Xuanjie descends on earth, Western Chu will restore the country, it will be impossible."

After saying that, the official, Cao Changqing, finally stood up slowly.

He was speechless and looked desolate.

Outside the Thousand Buddha Hall, lightning and thunder were roaring, and heavy rain was magnificent.

Looking at the monk in blue, the white-clothed man sighed and said:

"This pot of wine is really good wine. For the sake of this good wine, Guanzi Cao, I will give you a word, and I hope you will take care of yourself."

Cao Changqing just watched the heavy rain outside the hall and remained silent.

The monk in white sighed and shook his head, saying:

"The little princess in Xichu is indeed lucky, but if you insist on taking her out of Beiliang.

That luck cannot save her life in the face of the world's general trend, and you will never escape."

The official was invincible with Cao Changqing and bowed again.

Later, he turned around and left in the heavy rain.

Even if there are thousands of people, I will go!

This is the invincible official Cao Changqing.

Soon, a little monk came over with an umbrella, but Cao Changqing was gone.

At the entrance of the Thousand Buddha Hall, the monk in white murmured as he watched the little monk running in the heavy rain, splashing muddy everywhere, but he didn't care about it, and murmured to himself:

"You are stupid, you have a Zen, and you will not let down the Tathagata and you..."

In the vast rain curtain, the monk in white looked towards Jiangnan from afar, whispered again, saying:

"Officer Cao, don't be buried in Jiangnan.

I am poor on the mountain. During the Qingming Festival, I have no money to burn paper for you.

You always say that I, Vajra, are invincible in the world, but who knows?

Back then, the mad boy from Beiliang broke my invincible Vajra body with one finger in this hall.

It’s not that I don’t help you, but because I promised it first, that boy will live in this world for one day and I will not be able to leave these two Zen temples in one day.

That kid is really a lunatic, don't mess with him.

The land in the south of the Yangtze River is really far away. I ask someone to collect your body for you, which will probably cost a lot of money.

But I really have no money…”

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In the night.

The white fox face was placed on his hand and embroidered winter knife hilt around his waist, rubbing it gently, as if he was stroking his lover's face.

Therefore, once, I saw that the prince was also rubbing Xiudong like this, and almost turned against him.

Yu Tingchao Pavilion's third floor corridor, quietly looking at the huge Beiliang Palace.

It is really hard to believe that at this moment, there is not a single owner in this mansion.

This made the white fox face, who was casually busy, laughed at himself.

Holding the railing with both hands, a slight coolness came from the feeling, and for a moment, I had a lot of thoughts.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind:

"Mr. Nangong, it's rare to see you being lazy.

If that kid knows, he will definitely be able to tease you."

The white fox suddenly turned around, looked at the withered old man in front of him, and shook his head and said, "In front of Military Advisor Li, I dare not call myself a sir."

The withered old man groped in his sleeves, and his movements were exactly the same as His Highness.

If you take out an extremely beautiful tip, it will probably be worth a lot of money if you just give me a tip.

He handed the treasure to her and said:

"Congratulations on climbing to the third floor! This is more than a year faster than I expected.

This gift was when the boy left, and he told me to entrust him to you when you climb to the third floor."
Chapter completed!