Chapter 365: Evil Buddha Maha, Goodbye Taizhen
Beside the old monk were three monks also wearing red cassocks, all riding horses. One of them was burly and strong like a general, but a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
He showed a ferocious smile and said, "Master, why bother to kill such rotten fish and shrimp? Today, I can finally kill them!"
His body was faintly glowing with golden light, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.
At this time, another older monk with a more weathered face said, "Wait a minute, Junior Brother. You are too brutal. We can't completely break up before we meet Li Shimin."
The burly monk snorted coldly and said, "Brother, I think you are targeting me on purpose. You don't want me to stretch my muscles!"
Watching the two people arguing, another monk with a fair face and handsome appearance almost like a demon put his palms together, smiled and said nothing.
At this moment, the old monk who was chanting the sutra suddenly said, "Misaluo, you come and do it."
The older monk with a weathered face put his palms together and said, "I will follow the master's command!"
The burly monk put away the golden light on his body and said respectfully, "I will follow the master's order!"
Boom!
The sound of horse hooves made the ground tremble slightly. At the governor's command, three thousand cavalrymen rode forward on horseback. Their momentum and murderous aura drowned out the bewitching sounds of scripture chanting and brought the people back to their senses.
Misaluo looked at this elite army, felt the fierce and fierce aura of the weapons, and could not help but sigh: "Li Shimin is indeed quite capable. In the ninth year of Wude, our Turkic army was at the gates of the city, and we forced him to surrender and pay tribute. We signed the Weishui Alliance and almost emptied the treasury of Chang'an!"
"But in just over two years, Li Tang's soldiers have become so elite. This man should not be underestimated!"
Seeing that the soldiers were about to charge, Misallo finally stopped sighing. He stretched out his hand and waved, using his magical power to move mountains.
Suddenly, the ground shook as if a dragon was rolling over, causing the well-trained cavalry to fall off their horses in chaos. The soldiers fell off their horses one after another and were badly injured.
Misallo let out a long breath.
He was not as relaxed as he looked. These soldiers were full of murderous intent and dependent on the fortune of the Tang Dynasty. The stronger the fortune, the stronger the restraint on Taoism. Just now, he seemed to have made a casual move, but nearly half of his magic power was consumed.
The governor's eyes showed fear and his body was shaking. As an official of the Tang Dynasty, he could only watch the group of evil monks pass by.
At this moment, a figure stood out. It was an old man in a Confucian robe. He was leaning on a walking stick, standing tremblingly in front of the group of evil monks with a firm look in his eyes.
The governor recognized that it was Luo Yao, a famous scholar in Xuzhou.
Facing the group of evil monks, Luo Yao was neither humble nor arrogant, and his voice was loud and full of righteousness.
"Evil Buddha Maha, you are the Turkic national teacher, but you come here without paying homage. You use evil magic to confuse the people and disturb the people of our Tang Dynasty. Such shameless behavior is nothing more than a filthy evil monk!"
"Your recitation of the sutra is like the sound of a pig or a dog barking; your opening of your mouth is like a dog's hole opening wide..."
A great scholar of his generation was cursing loudly on the street, completely disregarding his life and death, wailing passionately, and every word was heartbreaking!
The burly monk who looked like a general could not help it. Even Misaluo became a little angry. The two wanted to take action. At this time, the handsome monk who had been silent suddenly laughed.
"Two brothers, this old thief wants to die for his cause. If you kill him, it will only help his reputation. It is better for me to do it. Tomorrow morning, I will make him die of shame and his reputation will be ruined!"
After hearing this, Misallo and the burly monk did not take action.
Sitting on the throne, the old monk continued to recite scriptures in a low voice. No matter how Luo Yao cursed, he remained unmoved and pretended to be a deaf ear.
Luo Yao laughed loudly and continued to curse: "You rats, what can you do to me?"
The handsome monk did not speak, but his eyes became exceptionally deep, with circles of lines appearing in them and flowing with faint light, appearing extremely strange.
…
The next day, early morning.
The great scholar Luo Yao died tragically at home, hitting his head against a pillar and dying with his eyes open.
His wife, son, and daughter-in-law also committed suicide.
According to the servants, the master and the young master seemed to be drunk last night. The master mistakenly entered the young lady's room, and the young master mistakenly entered the old lady's room, resulting in a human tragedy.
Poor Luo Yao, his good reputation was ruined in an instant!
…
Deep in Mount Zhongnan.
Li Daoxuan came to the thatched cottage again.
The Tiger Rose guarding the gate already recognized him. She just looked up once and went back to sleep.
Li Daoxuan touched its head and gave it a magic pill.
Qiangwei's eyes lit up and she quickly swallowed the pill. Then she became much closer to Li Daoxuan, rubbing her head against his hand, and was very obedient.
But Li Daoxuan knew that this was a very powerful tiger, which could be called the king of beasts. It was much larger than an ordinary tiger, with muscular body and dragon-like tendons. Once it suddenly attacked, it would be like thunder and lightning!
At this time, Cha Cha pushed the door open. She was wearing a small apron and was beating eggs while yawning, as if she was preparing breakfast.
When she saw Li Daoxuan, her eyes lit up and she said, "Master--Father talked about you this morning. I didn't expect you to really come!"
Li Daoxuan said with a smile, "What did your master say about me? It couldn't be bad, right?"
Cha Cha showed a toothless smile and said, "Master said that the Hundred Flowers Drunken Wine is ready, but it's a pity that I didn't have the good fortune to taste it. After coming here once, I don't want to come again."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, saying, "I'm here now, by the way, what's wrong with your teeth?"
Cha Cha quickly covered her mouth and said in panic: "I, I'm just changing my teeth!"
She didn't dare tell her uncle that she had secretly read the novel written by her master, and then said, "Master, do you like me?" As a result, her master made her front teeth disappear.
They also say that you should change your teeth at this age, and that life without changing your teeth is an incomplete life...
I am just a little green tea. Having tea life is enough for me. What kind of life do I need?
Li Daoxuan touched her hair. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Cha Cha had a very fresh and natural fragrance, which was very pleasant and made people want to get close to her.
Cha Cha nodded her little head, seeming to enjoy Li Daoxuan's touch.
"Cha Cha, is your master in there?"
Cha Cha shook her head and said, "She said that the Hundred Flowers Drunk Wine was ready and she needed to watch the sunrise before drinking it. So she went to the small rock pond in the back mountain to watch the sunrise before daybreak!"
After that, she shook her little head like a rattle and said, "I don't know how to drink with sunrise. I don't understand. I really don't understand!"
Li Daoxuan smiled, asked her about the location of the small stone pond, and then walked towards there with the wine.
After walking for a while, he finally found the so-called small stone pond.
There are hanging springs and waterfalls, tinkling in the air, and strange mountains and rocks, rugged and rugged. It seems like a wonderland on earth, simple and quiet.
What is even more moving than this beautiful scene is the figure in white clothes as white as snow, walking barefoot in the stream, and sitting elegantly on the rocks.
Her jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, her white clothes were like flowing clouds in the sky, her starry eyes were slightly closed, her jade hands were lightly raised, as if she was feeling the faint sunlight, without saying a word, yet she was as extraordinary as a painting, stunning everyone.
