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For a long time, Guangchengzi was not seen in meetings. When others asked about Guangchengzi, Taiyi, who was temporarily pulled out to be a strong man, put on an incomprehensible expression, holding a gold brick in his hand, and asked politely.
"What's up?"
When talking about the female cultivator who struck a blow for Emperor Jun that day, the demon tribe expressed that they wanted to give her some gifts. They searched for her and finally found her from a human tribe named Cangjie. To be precise, it was to find the true identity of this female cultivator.
The bastard who was brought by Cangjie to cushion the table.
"Compared to Kunpeng, who created the demon script by one person, human writing was gradually produced over a long period of life, and Cangjie was the one who mastered it.
However, those who engage in art during the war are usually not taken seriously. Cangjie¡¯s home is in the back mountain. The older man in his thirties doesn¡¯t even have a wife, so he squats there all day studying writing. One night when it rained heavily, there was a knock on his door. The voice sounded like a weak woman. The person said that she was wet and wanted to come in to warm herself by the fire and seek shelter.
Cangjie held the only rations left at home and ruthlessly rejected the woman's request. He told the woman that if you have any problems, go to the leader and he will help you solve it.
The turtle son who found the opportunity:
She cursed that all the fairy tales were lies, and stayed outside all night. When Cangjie went out the next day, Gui Zi took the initiative to show up, hoping that Cangjie could take her home. Huangtian paid off, and Cangjie saw the emotion in Turtle Son's eyes. He gently picked up Turtle Son, washed away the dust from her body, and threw her into the pot.
Cangjie: The leader said, Wangba Decoction can nourish the kidneys.
After this incident, Guizi didn't dare to look at Cangjie. She waited by the stream. Cangjie would come here every day to sort out information and write words. She watched Cangjie write from the sky to the earth, the sun, moon and stars to the mountains, rivers and fields, flowers and birds. Insects and fish, each thing was replaced by a word by Cangjie. When he wrote about turtle, Cangjie subconsciously looked up at the stream, made eye contact with his son Turtle, and wrote the word turtle.
At this point, the turtle son¡¯s merits were complete, and he hurriedly looked for a place to see what he looked like, but before he could set out, he was caught by Di Jun, who wanted to take the spirit beads back to replenish his body. By chance, he received a blow from Di Jiang.
After the war, Guizi felt that the cause and effect had not been paid, and wanted to do something for Cangjie. She saw that the table in Cangjie's house was missing a corner, and with a thought, she transformed into her original form.
For several days, Cangjie didn't notice anything was wrong and concentrated on making characters on the table. Guizi thought proudly that she was still smart.
After listening to the love and hatred between Gui Zi and Cang Jie, Jiutian Xuannv complained endlessly and expressed her gratitude to each other with a smile. The turtle son said something, "I have been enlightened by Master Tongtian. If Fuxi is in trouble, I should help him."
It¡¯s one thing for her not to like Qin Feng, but it¡¯s another thing for her to help Qin Feng¡¯s apprentice.
Cang Jie was a little slow to react. He watched helplessly as the table tilted and the bastard on the ground turned into a beautiful beauty. After Jiutian Xuannv and Turtle Son finished chatting, he said, "Ah," "So you are female."
Turtle Son: She doesn¡¯t look like a mother in any way!
Since he was a disciple of Jie Jiao, Jiutian Xuannv couldn't help but act as a middleman and sent the person to Qin Feng. She also praised Jie Jiao and praised Qin Feng, "Jie Jiao is indeed capable of producing many people. There are many Taoist treasures in front of me. Then there is the Holy Mother Turtle Spirit, who makes us envious."
Before Qin Feng could say anything, the Holy Mother Turtle Spirit said, "Don't confuse me with the rats."
After saying that, he turned away, wondering how disgusted he was.
Qin Feng suppressed the urge to hit and politely sent Jiutian Xuannv away. He immediately turned his face as soon as they left, "It's ridiculous to expose her true colors in front of outsiders."
Mother Guiling has never liked Qin Feng, and now Qin Feng is acting like a senior brother. Mother Guiling choked back, "I want you to take care of it."
Qin Feng¡¯s forehead veins twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, ¡°I am your senior brother.¡±
The Holy Mother Turtle Spirit whistled, and seeing Qin Feng¡¯s expression getting more and more ugly, she deliberately provoked Qin Feng, ¡°What¡¯s the matter, I want to fight.¡±
Qin Feng¡¯s patience was disappearing little by little, ¡°Don¡¯t force me to do it.¡±
The Holy Mother Guiling rolled up her sleeves and said, "Come on, I'm as afraid of you as I am!"
??According to the memories of Jie Jiao disciples, during the days when they defeated Di Jiang, the eldest brother was in a bad mood and seemed to be troubled by the Wu clan. After Shen Nong learned about it, he felt deeply that Taoist Duobao cared about the world and touched all sentient beings.
Guangchengzi, Turtle Spirit Mother: Bah!
Since Emperor Jun¡¯s identity was exposed, there was no point in hiding it any longer. After Emperor Jiang returned to the Witch Palace, he prepared to mobilize troops to Zhuolu. No one dared to slack off. The demon clan practiced magic weapons, and the human clan built high walls and accumulated food. The situation was on the verge of breaking out. On this day, the patrol encountered a group of strange guys nearby.
? ?, Qin Feng didn't think much about it, and when he arrived at the valley, he realized that it was not Jin Chanzi who asked him out.
In spring, the valley is full of apricot trees, and when the wind blows, the fallen flowers are colorful, which is so beautiful. The melodious sound of the piano came from far away. Qin Feng stood there and looked up. He saw an old friend sitting under the tree and focusing on playing the piano.
Qin Feng found a place to sit down and listened carefully. When the song was over, Prince Changqin changed another song and counted the songs until he had played all the songs Qin Feng had heard. Prince Changqin didn't stop. He He pressed the strings with his fingertips and asked Qin Feng with a smile, "How is it?"
Qin Feng also laughed, "Excellent."
This smile was no different from before. Prince Changqin looked away and said after a while, "In the past, when the sky was split, you saved living beings from the flood, regardless of right or wrong. Even though I am a witch clan, my Taoist friends still treat me sincerely, regardless of the three clean things." Everyone agreed to leave me in the Sanqing Palace. After the war between the lich and the demons, the sun and the moon will be out of order, and the demons will be in trouble. You and I will join hands to defend against the enemy and advance and retreat together. When things happen in heaven, my fellow Taoists will only trust me. This friendship Don¡¯t dare to forget Changqin. After so many years apart, the scene of dancing with sword and playing piano seems like yesterday. I would like to ask, are there any old friends dancing swords on the cloud platform of Sanqing Palace?"
Qin Feng sighed, "Why do you want to go back?"
Prince Changqin lowered his eyes, "I am the son of Zhu Rong. This is a fact that cannot be changed since birth."
Qin Feng stood up, turned the edge of his sword, and the sword light flashed across the eyes of Prince Changqin, "Let's do it."
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There is no end to learning. Buddhism and Taoism seem to be worlds apart, but in fact they are very similar. It was once said that there is an abyss between them and they will never intersect. But who remembers that they originated from the same place, and the first two There is no difference between them. Buddha and Taoism are both ways to explore the great road. Even if the process is different, the result is the same. In my opinion, Buddha is Tao, and Tao is also Buddha.
When Buddhism first emerged, there were only a handful of people who were profound in Buddhism. Many disciples misunderstood Buddhism and regarded it as a scourge. Fortunately, Jin Chanzi's selfless dedication put aside all grudges to discuss Buddhism with us. I have benefited a lot, and so has Jin Chanzi. Daoyuan went from the world of mortals to the world of mortals. What difference does it make between shaving and not shaving the threads of the three thousand worries? More words: The body is in the world, but the heart is outside the world.