Jade bone ice muscle

Of course it's good.

He Bugui thought to himself, if there is a person who can do this, the long and endless life span will not be described as lonely or widowed.

It's not that I haven't heard these words from others, but every time Crane Bugui mentions "being left behind", everyone knows that this is a helpless thing.

You can't lie to him, I rely on you to live forever, but this is something no one can do.

No matter how intelligent and understanding a person is, it is impossible for a sentient being to remain indifferent.

Indulging in the people and things he has missed and the loss that is coming makes him unable to extricate himself, and a slight spark will cause despair to start a prairie fire.

This is fear.

It's just that invisible fear can easily be defeated in front of real things. He Bugui once faced a long night of depression and couldn't find a solution.

Crane Bugui's face remained calm, but his eyes moved slightly, and fell on the overlapping palms. Yanshi's fingers were slender and white, and he clasped his grip tightly like holding a handful of Yaotai jade phoenix on his knee. The flower hearts are all hot, and I feel uncomfortable when I squeeze them tightly, and I feel a little bit reluctant to loosen them.

The heat caused the clay figurine to fade away a lot, only half of its body was hanging on He Bugui's body, and the rest was about to return to the earth.

After watching for a while, He Bugui just pressed his fingertips in and said, "Don't lie to me by being so obedient."

"When have I lied to Master?" Yu Wuque curled up one corner of his mouth and smiled innocently, "I will do what I say, as long as you don't get annoyed."

"Annoying." He Bugui realized that he had lost his composure just now, and was very annoyed, "I think you are annoying now, so help me up."

Yu Wuque half-hugged and half-pulled He Bugui to lift it up. The clay figurines were an eyesore. He tried to pull them again, but he still couldn't touch them: "How do we get rid of these things?"

"Don't worry about them." He Bugui looked into the distance, "The demons in my heart are hard to get rid of, and I will always follow me after giving birth, just leave."

Yu Wuque supported him to move forward, and asked strangely: "Then how did my inner demon come out, and how did it disappear out of thin air?"

He Bugui froze: "Think for yourself."

Yu Wuque couldn't think it through, he just remembered that He Bugui praised him for his "simple mind" in a hurry, and when he was happy, he forgot why he suddenly fell into the magic barrier at that moment.

There were five people attached to him, and it was very difficult to take a step forward. Fortunately, He Bugui was attached to him alone. He leaned half of his body on Yu Wuque's body, and walked staggeringly.

But Yu Wuque suddenly fell silent, He Bugui glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

Yu Wuque pointed to the ground with his chin: "Speaking of which, they are the people that Master cares most about."

Crane Bugui said: "Yes."

Yu Wuque pursed his lips: "The heart demon will see the people you care about, so you see them."

I see you.

Crane Bugui didn't speak, but Yu Wuque was a little depressed.

Although the acquaintance is short, friendship is rare, and fate is even rarer.Whether it is the enlightenment doll when he was young, or he has taken care of him several times now, and has taken him in as an apprentice, Yu Wuque has long regarded He Bugui very seriously, and treats him with heart, but in the heart of the other party, whether he is an apprentice is important or not Woolen cloth.

After all, even the process of recruiting apprentices was very sloppy. Yu Wuque didn't care much before, but now he doesn't know what happened. Maybe he was scratching others' hearts and minds when he saw the crane not returning. too much.

He Bugui let out a sigh, and He Bugui heard him, He Bugui asked, "What are you thinking?"

Yu Wuque didn't think about it: "Why can't you see me in your inner demon?"

Crane Bugui is inexplicable: "Why did I see you."

"I've seen you."

He Bugui thought it was funny: "When you saw me, you fell into a magic barrier, is that a good thing?"

Yu Wuque replied blankly: "But the heart demon is the one who cares, which means that I am not that important in Master's heart."

He Bugui was stunned for a moment, then turned around and pretended to go down the mountain: "It doesn't matter, what am I going up the mountain for, you can go by yourself."

"Well, Master doesn't have a temper, don't I say it casually, what should you do if you go back?" Yu Wuqian hugged his arm and moved on the mountain.

The crane does not return: "Huh?"

Yu Wuque said harshly: "Sooner or later, I will become the demon of the master!"

He Bugui gave him a gouged look like a fool, and gave him a thump on the forehead: "You wish me well."

"It hurts."

"You deserve it, let's go."

After walking for half an hour, only the head of the demon was left hanging on the robe, He Bugui's body was not so heavy, and even the mountain road suddenly became clear.

The path in front of me is flat and straight up, looking from a distance, the end is shrouded in clouds and mist, the eaves of Wuliangzhai are faintly visible, and amidst the bells of the ancient temple, the heart is as calm as walking on the clouds.

Yu Wuque: "This road appeared suddenly."

He Bugui panted slightly: "The heart demon is a thorn in the world of mortals, if it doesn't trap you and me, it means that we have passed the first level."

Yu Wuque probed, "Will the penalty be lighter if you pass a test?"

"You have a good idea." He Bugui glanced at the deep forest, "Buddhist disciples, even if they want to punish sinners, they have to pick and choose. The big treacherous and the evil don't necessarily have a firm mind. When you walk down the mountain, you will be taken in by the demons. Only those who see this path are qualified to be judged and punished by them."

Yu Wuque shuddered, which meant that there were more powerful people waiting to deal with him.

"Your teacher is here." He Bugui pulled him forward, "Don't be afraid."

Crane Bugui made this trip all over the mountains and rivers to protect this unfilial disciple. With him around, Yu Wuque was naturally not afraid. If you really say that the thing you are afraid of is dragging down the master and causing him to suffer together.

Tremblingly supporting He Bugui to climb the last step, the master stopped and did not move forward.The clay figurines who had been hanging all the way finally let go of their hands here, crawled all the way back to the deep forest on both sides of the road, took root on the ground, and immediately grew into tall and straight trees, but the direction of the face was always looking at the back of the crane that did not return.

Yu Wuque leaned over: "Master and the others sent it all the way, and I will leave it to me in the future."

He Bugui just looked at him with a smile, thinking how could this man be so obedient, then he was surrounded by hanging beads that flew over suddenly.

Each of these hanging beads is as big as a fist, with Buddha light shining, extremely powerful, and the speed is extremely slow but can form an impenetrable light wall, tightly guarding around the two of them, like a moving prison formation, stepping on Wuliangzhai makes the sinner have nowhere to hide.

Yu Wuque touched it with his hand, and was immediately scalded to the point of staring, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

With just this momentary touch, he knew that he was not an opponent at all.

The sound of the Buddha in the ancient temple can be heard endlessly. On both sides of the stone platform are thick trees surrounded by ten people, lush and peaceful, but the shape in front of them is incompatible with such a peaceful scene. He didn't look at the person coming, and he didn't bring a weapon. He just lowered his head and chanted sutras, and the hanging beads floated around with the sound of chanting sutras.

There is no murderous intent, but murderous intent is everywhere.

One of the disciples walked forward slowly: "I'll wait for a long time, please benefactor Yu, please follow me to the precept hall, Taiwei Shangxian will wait for a while in the law hall, after the interrogation is over, you can go to the execution ground to have a look."

Yu Wuque: "..."

The hanging beads moved lightly, about to tie up Yu Wuque, He Bugui stood aside, blocking him behind: "I want to see the abbot."

The disciple was not in a hurry: "The abbot also wants to meet the Shangxian. After I have taken the sinner down, I will invite the Shangxian to meet him in the inner hall."

"Meet the abbot first before talking about Yu Wuque. He has already been sent here, so he can't escape." He Bugui took off the crane feather from the jade crown and handed it to the disciple in front of him, "How to punish, please ask the abbot to see this token before you leave." Make up your mind, take it."

An eminent Buddhist monk can tell at a glance whether it is a fairy or not, so the disciples have to respectfully take it with both hands and let someone pass it on. After a while, the monk came trotting all the way: "Abbot, please come to the inner hall for a gathering."

A group of observant monks followed behind. Although they didn't wear torture instruments, they circled around him every step of the way. Yu Wuque really felt as if he was being interrogated as a prisoner. He didn't return but didn't let him in: "You wait here."

Yu Wuque kneeled tremblingly: "Yes."

The abbot didn't say anything, and the rest of the people wouldn't take him away without authorization, so He Bugui entered the inner hall with peace of mind and closed the door.

The abbot, named Zong Huan, has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a wide heart and a fat body. His snow-white beard and eyebrows are almost integrated, and he looks like a good talker.He sat cross-legged on the futon and knocked on the wooden fish in cassock and hanging beads. He didn't open his eyes when he knew someone had entered the door, but his ear bones moved.

He Bugui pulled a futon and sat down by himself. Seeing that the other party had no intention of exchanging greetings, he didn't bother to take the initiative to disturb him, so he took a sip of the tea brewed in front of him, and drank the whole cup of tea. Zong Huan was still reciting scriptures. Then he looked at the case impatiently: "If you think about it again, I will take someone away."

"Okay, okay, I have to finish my afternoon class today." Zong Huan opened his eyes, and was startled when he saw the crane not returning, "I haven't seen him for many years, and Taiwei Shangxian's face has not changed at all."

"Master, stay safe." He Bugui smiled.

It would be polite for others to call master, but for He Bugui to call him master would be Zong Huan. Zong Huan hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother Xiaoxi, stop teasing the poor monk. How dare I be called a master in front of you."

Brother Xiaoxi almost made He Bugui get goosebumps all over the place, He Bugui rolled his eyes: "Don't bark, let your disciples hear it, okay?"

Zong Huan didn't look like a senior, touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "Shangxian, don't blame me, the poor monk met you when I was young, and I couldn't change my mouth after being used to it for a while, who would have thought that the poor monk is old now, Shangxian is still the same as before."

More than 70 years ago, He Bugui traveled down the mountain with Elder Xuanji and rested in a small village near Wuliang Mountain. It was then that he saw Zong Huan for the first time.At that time, Master Zong Huan was still a little novice monk, he only reached He Bugui's waist, and the beads were hanging so hard that his neck could not straighten up. His white and tender face was very cute, and there were nine eye-catching ring scars on his blue scalp. But it shows that he is virtuous in practice.

The little novice was begging for alms on the street, and he bowed together when he saw people. He bowed from the street to the end of the street. The village was poor. , the bowl is empty, it makes people feel sad for a while, even the sugar painting can't bear to buy it.

He untied the money bag and handed it over. Elder Xuanji stopped him and said, "The purpose of giving to monks is to make good fortune. Little Ximo wants to give it blindly."

Crane Bugui also said at the time: "I have no relationship with Buddhism, so it doesn't matter if I don't have a relationship. If I'm hungry, I buy food with money. What's the problem?"

Elder Xuanji couldn't explain the problem for a while, so he started stuffing the money bag when the crane didn't return. Zong Huan was also at the beginning of the mountain for alms and penance. He only saw people who drove away disgusted monks. Confused, he refused in every possible way, but he couldn't get over his temper, so he was so anxious that he shed tears in the street.

He was also annoyed when the crane didn't return. After some good intentions, he made the little monk cry in the street. He turned his head and left. Elder Xuanji persuaded him to come back after a long time. The little novice was still crying and standing in the middle of the street waiting for them.

In desperation, the master and apprentice sent the little novice back to the nearest temple, took the money bag back, and had a bland porridge with the novice's master in the dilapidated temple.

Only then did I know that the little novice named Zong Huan was the youngest and most intelligent disciple of Wuliangzhai.

During the few days when the master and apprentice were resting in the village, they could always see Zong Huan for alms. After coming and going, Zong Huan became acquainted with He Bugui. Because he was called "Crane Benefactor" and was beaten several times, he changed his name to "He Bugui". Brother Xiaoxi".

Later, He Bugui punished demons and traitorous monks, and went to Wuliangzhai several times to write letters. It was Zong Huan who came to arrest the sinner. Time to greet him.

Over the years, the little novice who was crying in the street has become the abbot Zong Huan with great merit. If Yu Wuque hadn't caused such a disaster in Tianji Palace, Hebugui would have to personally escort him up the mountain, perhaps even this side is rarely seen.

But when he exchanged greetings with his old friend, he didn't want to use some old love to forgive him. The monks of Wuliangzhai practiced uniquely. One side of the story.

Zong Huan looked at the crane feather in front of the table and asked: "This crane feather comes from the immortal clan. What is the meaning of the immortal Taiwei presenting him?"

He Bugui didn't answer, and asked something else: "First, how do you plan to punish Yu Wuque?"

"According to the public law, you can practice forbidden techniques privately and abolish their cultivation, but you have to look at it." Zong Huan stroked his beard and glanced outside the door, "If the benefactor is practicing for the first time and is not proficient, then If you can clearly explain the origin of the forbidden technique, you can save your life."

"Capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped. I understand, what happens after you save your life?"

"Do hard labor in Wuliangzhai to see the effect."

"Can you go down the mountain?"

"Serve for life, and don't go down the mountain. If he has a little bit of wisdom, he may be admitted to Wuliangzhai as a monk."

He Bugui lowered his face: "In other words, no matter what, he can only leave half his life here, and even if he can live, he can only live under Wuliangzhai's eyes."

"Yes."

"No." He Bugui said unhappily, "He is already my disciple, how can he become a monk?"

Zong Huan said neither humble nor overbearing: "Brother Xiaoxi, no, Taiwei Shangxian, the law of the cultivation world, no one should violate it, poor monks can only deal with it fairly."

"Yu Wuque's crime is not like this." He Bugui said, "The heart demon array is extremely powerful, but it can't trap him in the slightest. You can see that this person has a pure heart. Why do you want to be trapped to death in Wuliangzhai?"

Zong Huangang said straightforwardly: "Shangxian Taiwei brought his beloved disciple up the mountain and saw the demon formation inside the mountain. The benefactor Jade is indeed as you said, with a pure nature, so he was not disturbed by the demons. The poor monk just saw this and stayed. Otherwise, it would be no exaggeration to use the first-level forbidden technique of "Heaven's Punishment" to destroy the soul, so why would he only need to do hard labor? "

He Bugui knew what he was telling the truth, so he squeezed the tea bowl and said, "Master and apprentice sit together, what punishment should I receive?"

Zong Huan said embarrassingly: "According to the law, rod punishment should be imposed as a punishment, but Taiwei Shangxian enjoys the title of immortal, and I dare not punish at will. You can choose rod punishment or heart demon formation."

Crane Bugui choked for a moment.

People who eat vegetarian food and recite Buddhism are less sophisticated than him, and they have met for a while, but when it comes to punishment, they don't blush and their hearts don't beat, and they are whips and sticks.

He really didn't make a mistake in coming here.

Crane Bugui said: "You can't punish me, so you can't punish Yu Wuqian."

Zong Huan: "Why?"

Crane Bugui pointed to He Ling.

Zong Huan pondered for a moment: "Shang Taiwei's bond with the immortal clan, with the evidence of the immortal object, I dare not punish you severely, but this object can only protect you, not the jade benefactor."

He Bugui narrowed his eyes: "No need to discuss?"

Zong Huan shook his head: "Unless the Immortal Clan comes here in person and says that Yu Wuque is an extraordinary person but a member of the Immortal Clan, then it will not be within the scope of our punishment, ah! Tai, Taiwei Shangxian—"

Zong Huan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a gust of wind blew up on the spot, and the crane disappeared out of thin air, and a crane looked over aggressively from where he was sitting.

The tail feathers are on the floor, more than 30 feet long, and the color of the fur is exactly the same as the tail on the table. The crane has a long neck and slender feet. It raised its neck independently for a while, and then stepped on the coffee table and kicked over the teacup.

"Zong Huan, I'm too lazy to discuss with you."

The crane waved its beautiful wings, and it could only be seen from his eyes that he was a little angry: "If you can't beat me, you can't beat Yu Wuque, understand?"

The author says:

Finished hahaha;

Cranes don’t return today, I’m going to show you a crane fried feathers, imagine a big goose chasing people (?