bodhisattva is busy

The red sun is rising.

Luo Fan leaned casually under the peach tree in the courtyard, holding a golden post in his hand, looking a little lost in thought.

The pale pink flowers sway wantonly with the wind, reflecting the red light of the morning sun, which is really gratifying.

As soon as Yang Jian opened the door, he saw this scene. He was slightly taken aback, and unconsciously squinted his eyes for a long time.

In memory, my uncle seldom had such a bewildered expression, as if he was troubled by some invisible thing.He has seen it several times, and all of them appeared when the two talked about fate and the way of heaven during the Battle of Conferred Gods.

After a while, he approached slowly, with light footsteps, as if his toes hadn't stepped on the ground at all, so that Luo Fan, who was a little lost in thought, didn't notice his approach at all.

He bent down and stretched out his palm, shaking it in front of Luo Fan's eyes: "What is Master Uncle looking at?"

Luo Fan regained consciousness in an instant, and when he raised his head to meet Yang Jian's smiling handsome face, a bit of distress immediately appeared on his face: "Master called me to go to Shangqingtian Miluo Palace to listen to his sermon."

"...Master probably forgot that he has sent you to Western Buddhism." It seems that there is something... not quite right for Guanyin Bodhisattva who belongs to Buddhism to listen to Taoism. The key is, "The Tathagata will allow?"

"It doesn't matter. I am a Taoist priest, even the Tathagata himself, and he can't say anything about me."

Although the new boss Tathagata is very stingy, it is commonplace to squeeze laborers and not give them holidays, but it is not even lacking in this kind of tolerance. What Luo Fan is worried about is Yuanshi Tianzun, "You said that Master has been in Zixiao Palace for thousands of years. Alright, okay, why did you suddenly think of going to Qingtian Miluo Palace to give a lecture?"

As he spoke, he handed back the gold post that he had pinched tightly all morning and almost poked a hole out of it, and showed it to Yang Jian.

Let's talk about it, but he also specially called him.Just call it, and even send someone a gold post to make it so formal.

...Inexplicably, there is an ominous premonition.

Yang Jian took it over and read it carefully. His words were rigorous and polite, even with a little imperceptible humility. It really didn't look like Yuanshi Tianzun's style.

——From an essential point of view, this person is no more humble than the leader of the Tongtian Church, and he definitely cannot write such self-defeating words.

"It's really weird, probably it wasn't written by the ancestor himself." Yang Jian stroked his chin and guessed: "Since it is the matter of the ancestor, it is inseparable from the Master Tongtian, and the relationship between these two is not going to be a big deal , Uncle, can you go?"

Luo Fan thought so, and nodded in agreement. As an innocent passer-by, he really didn't want to get involved in the emotional entanglement between the two masters, and he always felt like he would be cannon fodder.only……

"Do you think I can go?"

The gold post has been received, and it would be disrespectful to the master if he didn't think about it any more. It was unjustifiable both emotionally and rationally, so he still had to bite the bullet in the end.

Yang Jian looked at Luo Fan's bitter look, who would go to hell if he didn't, and couldn't help laughing, leaned over and kissed him quickly on the face, and comforted him: "It's okay, at worst, I'll be with my uncle, Grandmaster, his old man, would not be embarrassed to offend me, a junior."

Although Yuanshi Tianzun called his disciples to be rude, he still treated his disciples and grandchildren more or less like a master, and would not care too much.

Luo Fan was happy when he heard the words: "It makes sense!"

Guessing that it was almost time, the two ordered the golden-haired boy and the roaring dog to look after the house, and they were about to rush to the Miluo Palace in Shangqingtian. Who knew that as soon as they left the temple, they saw the fairy air in the distance lingering in the sky, and the strange fragrance was lingering, but in the blink of an eye The time came near.

Above the auspicious clouds, a group of beautiful fairies stood behind them obediently with lowered eyebrows, setting off the woman standing in the center like stars arching the moon. She was dressed in brocade clothes and luxurious hair accessories, making her look extremely dignified and majestic.

It's not that Luo Fan has never seen the respected goddesses before, and Empress Nuwa is the most impressive one among them, but this one in front of him is obviously completely different from all kinds of glamorous and noble Nuwa who don't eat the fireworks of the world.

The same arrogance and alienation, but more oppressive and threatening; the same makes people dare not look at them, but it is not out of respect but because of fear.

If Nu Wa gives people the feeling of a noble and compassionate god, then this one in front of him feels like an ambitious queen.

He is too powerful, and has completely forgotten the indifferent heart that Taoism should stick to most.

As a god, it's so sad.

Although Luo Fan had never met her, he vaguely guessed her identity.

I don't know what this guy wants to do?Thinking about it, he didn't come here specially to find him, so he couldn't help curling his lips slightly, and took two steps back to stand behind Yang Jian, as if he was on the sidelines.

Yang Jianji bowed first and said, "See the Queen Mother."

His voice was cold and his brows were slightly furrowed, which fully showed how much he disliked this unexpected guest.

The corner of Luo Fan's mouth twitched: Hey, don't be so obvious, you'll be kissed by the little shoes!

The Queen Mother shifted her gaze to Luo Fan, her doubts turned into surprise in an instant, "Why is Guanyin Bodhisattva here?"

Jiong Luo Fan, can he say that he has lived here for thousands of years, and he is considered half the master?

Obviously not!

So innocently looking at the sky: "Seeing the beautiful wind and sunny day, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, it is a good day for traveling... Well, the poor monk is just passing by." So, please don't ignore me carelessly.

The uncle must have thought of something strange again!

Yang Jian helplessly supported his forehead in his heart, decisively ignored Luo Fan's incoherent speech as if he was caught and raped behind the bed, and went straight to the topic: "I don't know if the queen mother came to give up, what's the matter?"

The queen mother opened her mouth, but she didn't make a sound, she just glanced at Luo Fan from the corner of her eye from time to time, the meaning was obvious.

What kind of trouble is this kind of expression that is hesitant to speak out of concern for the presence of outsiders? !

There is no way to continue this stalemate, seeing the attitude of not planning to say anything as long as he is present, Luo Fan rolled his eyes and consciously avoided.

"I'll go see the master first." The implication is that you should speed up and keep her up.

"Ah."

Yang Jian lowered his eyes, covering the tenderness in his eyes, but it didn't show at all on his face, his voice was still indifferent, and his tone seemed to be no different from when he was talking to the Queen Mother.

After getting the response, Luo Fan quickly fled the scene on the cloud, couldn't help wiping off his cold sweat, and talked to the Queen Mother, what a pain in the ass!

Especially when this guy is still synonymous with batting mandarin ducks, as a member of the happy and sweet duo, he expressed great pressure.

Luo Fan was planning to leave the house according to the time, but after being delayed by the Queen Mother, it was already a little late when he arrived at the Miluo Palace in Shangqingtian, and Yuanshi Tianzun had already started to talk.

The Taoist altar was full of people, all sitting cross-legged, listening intently, with a very focused expression, and then glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun in the center, sitting upright on the cloud light platform, his eyes were indifferent but deep, and his speech was not passionate, but all the sharp words The complicated Taoism was uttered by his mouth, but it seemed to turn into a trickle, slowly uttered, and soaked into people's hearts.

Very good, it seems that there is no discovery.

Luo Fan crept in quietly, quickly found an empty seat and sat cross-legged, and when Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at him, he calmly pretended that I had been here for a long time, but you didn't notice it.

"Fellow Daoist is late."

As soon as he sat down, there was a sentence in his ear that he didn't know whether it was an accusation or simply stating the facts. He turned his head and saw a rather familiar Taoist priest sitting beside him. Fruit, Luo Fan clearly saw that he took a bite of the fruit in his hand the next second after the voice fell, and in an instant, the fruity fragrance overflowed.

Well, he was sure that what he just said was not an accusation.

That is definitely a feeling of like-minded people!

Luo Fan twitched the corners of his mouth: "The Great Immortal Zhenyuan is still like this...informal."

He looked at the fruit that was only half left in Zhen Yuanzi's hand, and could only guess what its prototype looked like from the rough outline, "Could this be the legendary ginseng fruit?"

"There's another one here in Pindao, Bodhisattva, do you want to try it?" As he spoke, Zhen Yuanzi lifted the cloth covering the plate beside him, pushed it in front of Luo Fan, and said enthusiastically, "Fellow Daoist, please take care of yourself." convenient."

Luo Fan's eyes twitched because of his embarrassment.

He looked at the fruit over and over, his eyes full of disbelief: Is this really the super rare and precious baby ginseng fruit that was said to have produced only thirty fruits in nearly [-] years? !He gave it away so easily, so he couldn't have pretended to be a basket of radishes worth two cents on the street, right?

"Cihang, follow me."

Just as he was struggling, Yuanshi Tianzun's voice suddenly came from his ear, his hands trembled in fright, and he almost threw the ginseng fruit on the ground.

Looking up, the person who was sitting in the center preaching had changed at some point, and the former preacher Yuanshi Tianzun was standing beside him, looking at him with a half-smile...with the ginseng fruit in his hand , I was so embarrassed that I didn't let it go or let it go, and all kinds of tears flowed down my face.

Are there any expert lectures with substitutions in the middle of the lecture?Damn, who is cheating? This is it? !