Sweet Potato, who had a clear understanding of things, smiled and said:

"A period of time in the mountains means a thousand years in the world."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said:

"Have those people in Tingchao Pavilion climbed to the third floor?"

Hongshu shook his head and said softly:

"Not yet, everyone in Wutong Garden is betting on this. I bet that there is still a year and a half left, and I bet six taels of silver. The green ants and others think it will be later."

Xu Fengnian got into the carriage and said:

"Then I'll bet ten taels of silver that the white fox face will go up to the third floor within a year. As for the other people, I guess the mall has other arrangements and won't let them stay in Tingchao Pavilion all the time!"

Hongshu kneaded the shoulders of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Xu Fengnian leaned on her chest, opened the chess box, rubbed a chess piece with two fingers, closed his eyes and said softly:

"More emphasis."

Hongshu, whose natural body fragrance will fade away in winter, snorted, but glanced at the blue bird in Wutong Garden that was most at odds with him.

Qingniao remained silent, just looking at His Highness the Crown Prince's eyebrows, full of energy.

The thoughts of the two personal maids were hidden.

Two hundred cavalry entered Liangzhou, and the people on the main city road voluntarily dispersed. Xu Fengnian stopped the carriage midway and asked Hongshu to buy some from a very affectionate soybean shop to satisfy his craving. The cooked meat here is the most delicious, and the beef is the best in Beiliang.

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The square sauce is second to none. The ingredients such as yellow soy sauce, cinnamon, ginger and star anise are put in just the right amount. Not to mention other things, just the bottle of dark soy sauce on the table has made many diners want to take advantage of it after eating the sauced meat, but they have never succeeded.

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In the past, Xu Fengnian and Li Hanlin, Yan Chi, gathered several bad friends to come here to have a feast. Li Hanlin was even more domineering and cruel, and almost moved the entire century-old shop back.

If you intercede, the people in the city would not be able to eat this authentic food. Of course, the main thing is to take care of their own tricky tastes.

"Haha, I didn't expect the prince to return to Beiliang today!"

Xu Fengnian, who was waiting for the beef, saw Shang Yi walking slowly in the distance. Then the two of them saw an old beggar in the distance shivering against the wall. His face was ashen, he was hungry and cold, and he was not far from death.

"The wine and meat of Zhumen stink, and there are freezing bones on the road!"

Rich people all like winter. Even if they can't afford the inexhaustible charcoal-consuming earthworms at home, they can wear comfortable and luxurious mink furs when traveling, which makes them more dignified. But all the poor in the world are most afraid of this season.

Then Shang Yi looked at the little girl next to the old beggar and the two monks, one big and one small. The big monk was a Tantric sect. He was wearing a red cassock and had a haggard face. He walked to the foot of the wall and saw the dying old beggar.

Showing compassion.

As for the little girl and the little monk, Shang Yi knew that they were the daughters and disciples of Li Dangxin of the Liangchan Temple, Li Dongxi and Wu Nanbei.

At this time, Shang Yi also walked up to the old beggar, sighed and put his right hand on the old beggar's shoulder, not dissing the dirt and stench on the old beggar's body.

"Sacrifice the Secret of Life!"

Shang Yi thought silently in his heart and used the Buddhist martial arts that he created to imitate a game in his previous life!

The Technique of Sacrifice is not a desperate martial art like the Dafa of Sacrifice, but contains the compassionate meaning of the Buddha who sacrificed his body to feed tigers and cut his flesh to feed eagles. It can transfer the pain and suffering of others to oneself, thereby saving all sentient beings!

Even if Shang Yi is willing to pay the price of falling to a lower level, he can even resurrect the recently deceased, just like resurrecting the master Lin Shao in the world of Duoercha.

The little girl, the novice monk and the middle-aged Tantric monk all realized that what Shang Yi was performing was a Buddhist practice, and they were shocked in their hearts.

This kind of Buddhist Dharma that can sacrifice oneself to save others is the Dharma that truly saves all sentient beings!

Xu Fengnian had Dahuang Ting at this time, so he could naturally detect a hint of Buddhist mystery from Shang Yi. After all, Princess Wu Su of Beiliang also believed in Buddhism, so the King of Beiliang and Xu Fengnian also believed in Buddhism.

Even though Wang Zhonglou told him about Dahuang Ting, Xu Fengnian still felt that Buddhism was more lovely than Taoism. After all, a so-called Taoist immortal on Longhu Mountain set up a trap to kill his mother!

After a while, the old beggar who was about to die recovered from all his injuries, and his body even became stronger, able to survive this cold winter.

"God, you are really a God. Thank you for saving my life!"

The old beggar didn't know anything about Buddhism or Taoism. He just saw that Shang Yi didn't look like a monk or a Taoist priest, so he called him a god.

Fortunately, Shang Yi blocked the surrounding sounds in advance, otherwise the old beggar's shout would have attracted the attention of countless people.

"Amitabha, the donor's Dharma is so profound that I, a young monk, am ashamed of myself!"

The middle-aged Tantric monk put his hands together and said.

He is an ascetic from Landa Mountain.

The young novice also clasped his hands together and said:

"It is better for a donor to save one life than to build a seven-level pagoda!"

The little girl was more lively. She looked at Shang Yi curiously and asked:

"Who are you? Why are Buddhist methods more magical than my father's?"

Others would only make fun of the little girl for being too ignorant, worshiping her father too much, and even insulting others.

But Shang Yi knew very well that the little girl was the daughter of Li Dangxin, the number one Zen sect in the world and the "living living Buddha" of the two Zen monasteries. What she said was not just an insult, but a compliment!

Compared with Li Dangxin, Buddhism is more miraculous. Doesn’t it mean that it surpasses Li Dangxin and makes Buddhism the best in the world?

Shang Yi smiled modestly and said:

"No, no, I am just relying on the magical means inherited from my ancestors. It is not self-enlightenment. It is not comparable to the living Buddha!"

After all, the little girl has a child's heart. Seeing that the old beggar was no longer worried about his life, she turned around and started talking to the little novice monk.

However, Xu Fengnian also came up and said with a smile:

"Shang Louzhu, your methods are extraordinary. I didn't expect you to know Buddhist methods, it's even more mysterious!"

Shang Yi smiled and said:

"It's just a legacy from our ancestors. The way to practice ultimately requires self-enlightenment. Otherwise, it will be difficult to get out of the barriers, and you will inevitably fall into the lower realms when you reach high and deep places."

Xu Fengnian's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he was thoughtful. Then he looked at Li Dongxi again, feeling surprised.

He liked that familiar girl whom he didn't know very well. When he and Lao Huang went to Langya County and were at their lowest, they happened to meet this little girl who had run away from home. She claimed to be a heroine in the world and had some leftover qualities in her.

It's already very pitiful to have some broken silver and copper plates.

After becoming acquainted with Xu Feng, they generously treated each other to a big meal of meat and fish, and then they were completely penniless. The three of them lived in poverty together for a month, fighting and stealing together, which was quite interesting.

, she is usually the one who looks out for the wind, His Royal Highness and Lao Huang take risks, and when they escape, little girl with two braids gets wind at her feet.

Finally, she said she wanted to go to the south to see the sea, and they separated. Xu Fengnian only knew her surname was Li, and he liked to call herself Miss Li. If he called her Miss Li, she would be happy for several days even if she was hungry.

Xu Fengnian did not expect that this female hero Li was actually the daughter of the living Buddha Li Dangxin. No wonder she was accompanied by a young novice monk.

At this time, Li Dongxi was teaching the little novice monk:

"Stupid Nanbei, how many times have I told you this?! You can call me Dongdong or Xixi, but you are not allowed to call me "Things"! "Things," isn't that unpleasant?!"

The little monk wearing a green robe and light red cassock had red lips and white teeth, and a very handsome appearance. Even Xu Fengnian three years ago could tell that he had a unique look. The little monk said weakly:

"Dude, I think your name sounds pretty nice."

Miss Li, who no longer had two braids pointing upward, stretched out her hand to twist the little monk's ears and said angrily:

"Can you try shouting again?"

The little monk didn't know how to change the rudder when the wind came, so he said stupidly:

"thing."

The little girl was so angry that she jumped up and hit the little monk who was taller than her on the head:

"So stupid! A thousand times ten thousand times stupider than Xu Fengnian!"

The corners of Xu Fengnian's lips curled up.

Look, there are still people in the world who are discerning.

The little monk muttered:

"Monks don't lie. If I call you plum, you will beat me again."

The little girl asked angrily:

"Then let me ask you, can monks like girls?! Monks need to quit sex, do you understand?!"

The little monk was not really stupid. He looked sideways at the sky and pretended not to hear.

The little girl turned her head and looked at the old beggar who had died without eating the meat buns, looking a little depressed.

The young monk whispered:

"We didn't have any money after buying the buns. I didn't bring much with me when I sneaked out, and you spent money..."

After all, he didn't dare to say the words "lavish and extravagant".

The little girl got angry and said angrily:

"I told you that my father's private money was hidden in the beggar under the bed. You don't know how to steal more?! Why are you not stupid?"

The young monk felt guilty and said:

"If you steal too much, go back to the temple and Master will punish me to buy rouge and gouache for your mother."
To be continued...