Lanke Chess Edge

The first day of the Fa conference did not start well, and hundreds of people disappeared out of thin air. For the officials in charge of the Fa conference, although they barely managed to get through in front of the emperor, they must not go wrong in the next few days.

Fortunately, the venues for the ceremonies of the deputy dais are not high, and many of them are still in the halls with vast space, and the variables should be smaller.

The management of these mages is actually relatively loose. Although there are statistics on the books, they do not restrict any personal freedom. If there are some people who should arrive before the start of the dharma meeting, they will be regarded as abstaining.

That's right, it is obviously a puja to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters, but it has a certain nature of competition and screening. After all, Emperor Yuande wants to choose a high-ranking person for canonization.

But after all, it is a land and water dharma meeting. Of course, the so-called competition cannot be a battle, so how to reveal one's own speciality and how to reveal that one is "higher" than others during this period is also a matter of knowledge.

After the rain stopped, the remaining mages all returned to the post house one after another following the arrangement of the imperial court.

When the others were almost gone, a young monk with a Zen staff stood in front of the steps of the Dharma platform, looking at the entire Dharma platform with a solemn expression.

The monk's facial features are red with red lips and white teeth, and his face is like suet but not feminine. He wears a cassock and a hat on his head. His posture is as straight as the meditation stick in his hand.

"Excellent, Great Ming King Buddha..."

"Master is born with a good skin!"

The voice next to him suddenly sounded, so frightened that the monk couldn't help but tremble. Although the voice was moderate and gentle, it came too suddenly.

Ji Yuan didn't know when he was standing beside the young monk and was opening his mouth with a smile. The monk's startled reaction was somewhat unexpected and interesting.

The monk looked at the plan on the side, and also performed a Buddhist salute.

"The donor also said it, but it's just a pair of skins, no need to be photographed."

"Well, but the skin has reached the level of a master, and it is hard to make people look different, but it is also a form of appearance."

Ji Yuan bowed his hands and bowed back. In the previous life, a certain theory of involvement on the Internet had to be said casually. In fact, it was an expression of true feelings. After all, it is too far-fetched for others to regard him as ordinary when he grows up to be like this monk.

The monk was stunned for a moment, then returned the salute to Ji Yuan again.

"Excellent, Daming King Buddha! The donor can see and see through. It's a little monk's appearance."

The clouds in the sky had almost dissipated at this time, and the sun was shining on the ground of Gyeonggi Prefecture again. Ji Yuan looked around and saw some pedestrians who had appeared one after another. There may be an accident, thinking about what to see.

"Why did the master come to participate in this water and land dharma meeting?"

Ji Yuan asked softly.

"Only pray for blessings to eliminate disasters!"

The monk did not announce the Buddha's name, so he respectfully replied.

Ji Yuan didn't say whether he believed it or not, let alone express any opinion, just nodded at him, then turned and left.

The monk kept watching Ji Yuan disappear from sight, then looked at the Dafa platform over there, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and quickly left after raising his meditation stick.

'Let's hurry back to the inn where you are staying. ’

. . .

In the next so-called "Nine Heavens and Ten Meetings", the people of Gyeonggi Prefecture could not only hear the sound of chanting sutras and chanting the Dharma at the positions close to the various platforms of the Dharma Assembly, but also often saw some masters "performing the Dharma" on the streets.

Because the venues of the deputy dais are not large, the remaining nine guilds are located in different locations in the capital, and different batches of masters take turns to practice Dafa.

In this process, it is very important to be able to show one's hands directly at the Fa conference.

At the same time, in order to make it easier to "stand out" in the Land and Water Dharma Conference, some mages will also "unintentionally" manifest themselves in the city of Gyeonggi Prefecture.

Some people choose to cling to dignitaries during their breaks, others choose to set up stalls in the busy market to tell fortunes, and some even deliberately do some extremely weird behaviors to attract attention.

This is very refreshing for the Yuhuai Mountain cultivator who rarely goes out to the mountains, not to mention them, Ji Yuan and Laolong and the ghosts and gods of Gyeonggi Province are also watching with a lively mentality.

This accountant was drinking tea at the window on the second floor of Qingye Building. The one sitting opposite was Long Zi Yingfeng, and the one sitting opposite to the window was Long Nv Ying Ruoli.

Downstairs is a "fa booth", set up by an old mage who is a fairy, the Fa booth is set up by a small cart, and there are many notes on it.

The note clearly states that it can be used to measure fortune-telling and solve problems. Moreover, those who are destined can sit down and take care of them. Those who do not come with gold will not receive it, and then it is written that if they are ineffective, they will not take a penny. Can.

Anyway, I really want that.

Ji Yuan was drinking tea like this, listening to the storytelling from the first floor, and sometimes looking outside.

"Uncle Ji, the old man below is just a scumbag who is about to die. He is extremely shallow, at most, he has a sense of arrogance, and he knows some martial arts and trivial tricks. Why did you choose him? I can't beat my father by relying on him!"

Long Zi finally couldn't help but ask, and Long Nv also had a similar expression. At first, the two thought whether the following was another hidden master, so they patiently looked left and right to observe carefully, and even Long Zi pretended to be halfway through. After a change, I went to the booth to explore the truth, but I was naturally disappointed.

Ji Yuan and Lao Long made a bet, and each chose one or two of the remaining mages to see who could stand out in the end. Long Zi and Long Nv were here to join in the fun.

"Hey, the good-looking ones haven't come yet. Well, here they are, pay attention."

While Ji Yuan was talking, a woman and an honest man walked down the street, walking towards the wizard's booth.

"This is the one in charge of the house!"

"Oh oh oh!"

He responded a few times, walked to the booth, looked left and right, then knelt down with a thud, and the women beside him also knelt beside him.

"Thank you Master for saving us~~~"

The man looked dull, but his voice was not small, and all the pedestrians around him were startled.

The mage behind the booth immediately stood up and walked around the booth to support the two.

"Why do the two of you have to give this great gift, please come quickly!"

"No, Master, you are kind to our family, but you refuse to accept the money that my mother-in-law brought, so I can't think of it as a reward, so I can only kneel and thank you!"

"How does this make, how does this make! Get up!"

With the strength of both hands, the master pulled a man and a woman up, and the two wanted to kneel down again, but they couldn't match the power of the master.

Many people were talking about it, not knowing what the master did to make the couple so excited.

"Hey, I don't accept money, and I don't even want to kneel. How can we repay your kindness, Master~~! Fathers and fellow villagers, tell us how we should repay it!"

There were good people around and said something along the way.

"What did the master help you?"

"Yes, let's talk." "Just talk."

When the man saw that the master had sighed and shook his head and returned to the booth, he told his mother-in-law about the previous incident and how the master helped them eliminate disasters. Tsk amazed.

In the end, the couple left with great gratitude and gratitude. After more than half an hour, another old woman came to express her gratitude. She also did not accept money but helped. After that, a young woman came to express her gratitude. The Master only accepted ten coins. .

After looking at it one day, when the Master closed the booth, in addition to simply giving the curious people a few lives, there were about four or five times someone came to thank him, and he only received money once.

When the mage was gone, Long Zi and Long Nu looked at each other, the former looked at Ji Yuan.

"Uncle Ji, am I wrong?"

"Hehe, no, let's go, I haven't finished it yet."

Ji Yuan stood up, paid for the tea directly, and led the dragon child and dragon girl out of the alley. As he walked, his figure faded, and after a while, he arrived at the back of a sparsely populated shack in a certain workshop.

"Hey, Master, how is my performance?" "Not bad!"

"And me, mine!" "Here!"

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!"

……

When Ji Yuan arrived with Long Zi and Long Nu, what he saw was the people who came to thank him before, and they were taking money from the master.

"Is that okay?"

Long Zi stared blankly at this scene, then turned to look at Ji Yuan.

"Uncle Ji, is he trying to deceive the king among mortals? Aren't you afraid of beheading?"

Ji Yuan smiled, left a sentence and turned to leave.

"How similar to Emperor Yuande."

Long Zi frowned and looked at Long Nv.

"Little sister, do you understand?"

Ying Ruoli also frowned and thought for a while, then looked again at the mage who was taking money out of the purse. Although she was immortal, she was thin and old.

"Uncle Ji may have said that this person is no longer afraid of beheading for the sake of a 'fengzheng'."

"Uh, then our father will lose?"

Long Nv glared at Long Zi angrily.

"The one my father chose is really capable, how could he lose? I think compared with Uncle Ji, my father is cheating!"

"That's a draw!"

Long Zi smiled and turned to leave.

. . .

August 30th is the birthday of Emperor Dazhen Yuande, so this day is also the Longevity Day.

The entire palace was decorated with lanterns, and there were busy palace servants everywhere inside and outside the palace. The imperial dining room and some related locations started preparations for this day earlier.

On this day, the ministers also tried their best to restrain themselves in the morning. If it was not very important and urgent, they would try not to report things that would make the emperor unhappy.

When the political discussion stage soon passed, all the ministers in the hall became quiet.

Emperor Yuande looked at the old **** beside the dragon chair.

"Come in, the Dharma Masters."

The old **** bowed slightly and nodded, then took a deep breath and exhaled loudly.

"Xuan, all the great masters of the Water and Land Dharma Conference enter the hall~~~!"

Outside the hall, there were also palace servants repeating it loudly.

"Xuan, all the great masters of the Water and Land Dharma Conference enter the hall!"

After three rounds, under the gaze of the ministers facing the outside of the hall, a **** led a small group of people across the hall door into the hall.

Some of the officials squinted, some laughed, some snorted, and some were curious.

Among the people who came in, there were monks and Taoists, old and young, and there was even an old beggar in tattered clothes. There were sixteen people in total.

The emperor also squinted at the top and looked down.

A group of people stood still and saluted toward the top.

"See Your Majesty, Long Live Your Majesty, Long Live Long Live!"

"No gift!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

I have to say that upon closer inspection, all the mages were full of energy and calm, at least no one showed any signs of timidity. The most striking one was naturally the old beggar. There was nothing he could do. He was just too out of place.

"Yan Aiqing, who is the expert you recommend?"

Yan Chang came out more and more, holding a guild and saluting.

"Your Majesty, Wei Chen recommended Mr. Lu to be a saint, and it is this one!"

The fact that Yan Chang stretched out his hand to refer to the beggar also surprised some officials in the court who had long regarded him as a traitor.

Emperor Yuande looked at Yanchang, and then took a closer look at the beggar.

"What magical powers do you have?"

The old beggar took a step forward, not as lazy as usual, and bowed his hands to the emperor, but what he said had nothing to do with the emperor's question.

"Old beggar, on a whim, I am going to accept two apprentices, one has suffered from the sufferings of the world since childhood, and the other has enjoyed the glory of the world when he is old. I feel that this water and land dharma meeting may be an opportunity. I ask your majesty, if you would like to give up your one. Get off the dragon chair?"

"Bold!" "Presumptuous!"

"Mr. Lu, what nonsense are you talking about? Quickly apologize to Your Majesty!"

"Dare to offend Your Majesty!"

"Cum..." "Cum..." "Cum..."...

The ministers on the side glared angrily ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Yan Chang was also bursting with cold sweats, even those mages subconsciously stayed away from this old beggar, and the internal guards were even more arrogant.

The dragon chair sat high, and Emperor Yuande suppressed his anger and asked coldly.

"So you have the method of immortality?"

The old beggar frowned and pondered, then shook his head and answered.

"There is no way of immortality."

"So can you gain power and wealth that surpasses the position of the son of the widow?

I thought that since the old emperor was eager to seek immortality, although it seemed inappropriate for him to ask this question, the other party should also treat his talents solemnly, but some things backfired. It seems that this emperor cannot tolerate even the slightest disobedience...

The old beggar's face paled.

"This kind of leisure, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Oh, if the widow gets off the dragon chair, the position of the emperor is suspended, and the country's affairs are left unattended. What's the solution?"

The old beggar was expressionless.

"A country can't be without a king for a day, and Dazhen may be able to grow into the sky. Naturally, he will abdicate to the prince. The emperor's age is coming."

Emperor Yuande glanced at the princes, his anger surged, and he thought about a lot in his heart. At this moment, he was extremely angry and laughed.

"Hahahahahahahaha... Yanchang, is this the person you recommended?"

"Your Majesty! The sin of the minister deserves ten thousand death! The sin of the minister deserves ten thousand death!"

Tai Changzhi was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground, holding his guild bow and bowing his head, not daring to get up.