The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!

Gazebo!

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Daoist Dingxuan patted his apprentice on the head: "Stop talking nonsense, we cultivators talk about following one's heart, cultivating willfulness, and pursuing self."

Dawu listened to his master's words, and muttered in a low voice: "Ego... your ego is not prudent."

The old monk withdrew his gaze, as if he didn't hear what Dawu muttered, and continued: "My disciple of the Three Jewels, accepting the Buddhist precepts, you have violated several precepts."

Dao Hai remained silent, he had been converted to Buddhism since he was a child, so he naturally knew the Buddhist precepts, but these days with his junior brother, he really felt that what his junior brother said was correct.

"Amitabha, this is a sign of becoming a demon."

The old monk heaved a long sigh, he realized that the younger brother in Daohai's mouth was a lay disciple of Buddhism, if he was a disciple of the Three Jewels who had received precepts, he would have to go there to clean up the Buddhism.

From the old monk's point of view, Daohai realized his mistakes and had nothing to say, but what Daohai thought about was what his younger brother had said to him.

In the face of those old guys who are stronger than yourself and like to preach, don't contradict them, just cooperate with them, cater to them, and wait until the other side relaxes their vigilance before slapping them.

This old monk is very powerful.

Dao Hai has seen it with his own eyes. On the Shuangmu Mountain, the old monk's Buddha's name can make those monsters frightened like chaff. Back then, the abbot and the others summoned the Golden Buddha to do this.

Keep silent and pretend to wake up, only in this way can you have a chance to escape.

But the younger brother also said that change needs a process, and I can't change right away, I need to change little by little, so as not to arouse the old monk's suspicion.

A quarter of an hour later, the old monk led Daohai out of the pavilion.

Ding Xuan saw the figure of the old monk completely disappeared, and then said: "Apprentice, don't listen to the nonsense of this old bald donkey just now, our Taoists pay attention to doing things freely, and there are not so many precepts."

In the eyes of the old Taoist, what the young monk did was correct. Know yourself and know your enemy. This is a good word.

learned.

He was very interested in the junior that the young monk was talking about, and this junior coincided with his own ideas.

It's a pity that the old monk is here, otherwise he would have to ask the young monk where his junior brother is from and what his name is, so that he can go to visit him, and he will definitely be his bosom friend.

"Understood, master."

Dawu replied perfunctorily, then looked in another direction, and said, "Master, why are we resting in this gazebo, so we can't go back at night?"

"What do you know? We are going back to the Taoist temple. How can we go back at night? It must be daytime. Tonight, we will stay at the inn not far in front of us. We will wash up before going into the city tomorrow morning."

"Then master, why don't we go to the post station now, but stay here in this gazebo. We've been here for almost an hour."

Dawu hugged his arms, this winter, the cold wind has been blowing in the gazebo for an hour.

"The closer you are to the hometown, the closer you are to home, the more you need to calm down. After staying in this gazebo for an hour, have you lost your previous excitement?" the old Taoist asked with a smile.

Dawu nodded, isn't that right, the cold wind has been blowing for an hour, my heart is cold, and I am not excited anymore.

The old Taoist was also relieved to see Flicker passing by his apprentice, he didn't want to stay here to blow the cold wind, but after the Youshi time of the post station, the house price will be halved.

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The next day, morning!

A rare sunny day!

Dressed in a white Taoist robe, the immortal old Taoist slowly entered the city with a young Taoist priest.

"It's Daoist Ding Xuan!"

"Qingfeng Guanding Xuan Taoist priest!"

"Daozhang, you are back."

Many people in Shangyang City know Daoist Dingxuan, after all, Qingfeng Temple used to be very popular.

Daoist Dingxuan also nodded with a smile, and from time to time he said "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun".

"Lady Yang is still in good health."

"It's been a long time since Layman Cao, but his demeanor is still the same."

Dawu followed behind his master, somewhat understanding why the master had washed the Taoist robe on his body three days ago, put it in the package and never wore it, so it was just to wait for this moment.

Originally, it only took a quarter of an hour, but Daoist Dingxuan insisted on walking for half an hour.

"Apprentice, as a teacher, I deliberately slowed down my pace so that the people in the city will know that when I come back as a teacher, people will come to our Qingfeng Temple to offer incense tomorrow."

Daoist Dingxuan was very pleased with himself. He deliberately chose to go to the city during the day and washed his clothes clean, just to create a fairy-like appearance, so that the people in the city would come to the Taoist temple to offer incense after hearing the news.

A few years have passed, and I don't know if the Taoist temple is full of dust.

It's just that when the old man came to the gate of Qingfeng Temple, he was dumbfounded.

"Master...Master, is this our Qingfeng Temple?"

After a while, Daoist Dingxuan was also a little uncertain when he heard his apprentice Dawu's question.

"Should...it should be."

Seeing the splendor in front of him, the entire gate is plated with a layer of brass, and the marble courtyard wall is half as high as before, if the old Taoist hadn't looked at the three gilded plaques of "Qingfengguan", he would have doubted it I went the wrong way.

The old man stepped in, but he was stopped by two people inside the door as soon as he entered.

"Oh, it's the Taoist priest of Youfang. Our Taoist temple is under construction, and we don't accept visitors for the time being."

The old way: "The poor way..."

"I understand that Taoist sects are all one family, and there are Taoist priests who come from wandering places to entertain them, but it is really inconvenient now, the Taoist temple is still resting, and there is no master there. There is an inn on the left side of the two of you, and you can live there. All the expenses can be counted on Qingfengguan, the shopkeeper of the inn knows."

"It's a good thing, living for free...not right."

The old Taoist almost didn't realize it, this is a matter of living for free, this is his own Taoist temple.

"Who told our boss to be kind, you two can go there on your own, we still have work to do."

After the two finished talking, they walked towards the inside of the Taoist temple, leaving behind the dumbfounded old Taoist.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate... wait!"

Seeing that the two were about to leave, the old man quickly reacted and called out to stop them.

"This Taoist temple belongs to your boss?"

"That's right. The Taoist temple was demolished back then. Our boss bought it from the government with a land deed and rebuilt it. If it wasn't our boss, who else could it be?"

The old Taoist was stunned, blowing his beard and staring, he no longer had the calmness he had before, in order to avoid trouble, he took his apprentices out for a few years to travel, and when he came back, the house was gone?

Someone robbed your house?

At the beginning, he took away the incense and merit book, just to prevent some things, but he didn't bring the land deed, because he never thought that someone would occupy the Taoist temple.

Aren't you afraid that the Dao ancestor will show his spirit and send down a thunderbolt to kill him?

"Master, our Taoist temple is gone."

Dawu had a pitiful look on his face, the old Taoist was furious, and he didn't care that he had spent a lot of money to find someone to sew this taoist robe on his body. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "This is the Taoist temple of the old Taoist."

"Your Taoism?"

The two looked at the old Taoist for a while, and the old Taoist said solemnly: "That's natural. The old Taoist is the master of Qingfeng Temple, and his Taoist name is Dingxuan."

"Hahaha!"

"Killing me!"

A few seconds later, the two of them suddenly burst into laughter. The old way of laughing was a bit inexplicable. Did I say something wrong?

"Fortunately, I thought you were a wandering Taoist priest before, but now it seems that you are a liar. This is because you have found out about Qingfeng Temple, and you want to pretend to be Dingxuan Immortal Master to seize the Taoist temple."

"It's not the first liar like you."

The old Taoist was confused and asked: "Why can't the poor Taoist be the Taoist leader of Dingxuan?"

"Could you be Daoist Dingxuan?" One of the men glanced at the old Dingxuan with mocking eyes and said, "I don't know where you found the Taoist robe, maybe you stole it from somewhere, or it was discarded by Taoist priests. Can Immortal Master Cauldron Xuan wear your tattered Taoist robe?"

Daoist robe?

Old Daoist Dingxuan's eyes widened. This robe cost him a tael of silver, and he still felt sorry for it for a long time.

"Don't tell me, you liar looks a bit like an immortal master, and your temperament is not bad. It seems that you have inquired about it in advance. Unfortunately, it is the robe on your body that betrays you."

Don't be angry, don't be angry...

The old Taoist took a few deep breaths, suppressed his anger, and asked, "Have you met Daoist Dingxuan?"

"Naturally, we have never met the master, but our master is a disciple of the immortal master, and there is a portrait of the immortal master, and our master has said that the clothes he wears are not as precious as the Taoist robe on the immortal master. Our master wears Jiangnan The best Jinxiu is wearing the cloud thick feather cloak of Beihai, just like that, it is not as good as an immortal master."

"Yes, the immortal master in the portrait is wearing a purple cassock, embroidered with auspicious clouds and cranes with gold and silver threads, and the cuff patterns are stitched by a good embroiderer one by one. What is that called..."

"The wide sleeves hold the universe, and the world of mortals has never been stained."

The two talked and looked at the old man's cuffs with mocking eyes. The old man was a little embarrassed by the look, and his hands shrank back unconsciously. His cuffs were added and modified later, and the tailoring skills were not very good, and the needle and thread were a little distorted.

"Where did you see it?"

"It's in our Taoist temple, why, don't give up, let's take you to see it."

"good."

Ding Xuan followed the two of them towards the inside of the Taoist temple. He found that there was an additional attic in the Taoist temple. After entering the door, he saw the portrait hanging on the wall.

After looking at it for a while, Daoist Dingxuan confirmed that the one in the portrait was indeed himself, but in the painting he was in a court of resplendent bones, wearing a Taoist robe and dignified, this dress was indeed very different from the current self.

But the old man has to admit that the self in the portrait looks more like the master of one view.

"Okay, now you have seen the portrait of the immortal master, you can go."

"Master, it's clear..."

Dawu also recognized the old Taoist in the portrait, but just as he opened his mouth, the old Taoist interrupted him.

"Immortal Master Dingxuan is indeed extraordinary, and the old Taoist should not have such a fake heart, so I will leave."

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist signaled his apprentice not to talk too much with his eyes, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Taoist temple.

"Master, that painting is obviously you, why do you still say that you are a fake?" After leaving the door of the Taoist temple, Dawu finally couldn't help it, and asked a question.

"Even if the teacher explained this point, these two people would not believe it, so why bother to argue with these two people there, let's go."

The old Taoist explained that he would naturally not tell his disciples, it was all due to vanity, looking at himself in the portrait, he was really embarrassed to say that the person in the painting was him in front of others.

"Go, where are you going, master?"

"Go find that bastard Lin Ye."

The old Taoist had fully realized it now, and said that he was his disciple and had the money to repair the Qingfeng Temple, and there was no one else except Lin Ye.