Yu Qiuyang paused, took out a scroll from his body and pushed it in front of Xu Beili, and said with a smile: "I always feel that I am a little too abrupt, I have something here that I hope to make Beili real people suppressed."
Xu Bei, the authentic Xu Bei of the Taishang Xuanmen, was shocked from the real person, he must have been, but since he took charge of the Quanzhen Sect, he has rarely shown any surprise, as the head of a faction, he is not shocked or impatient, but at all, he can't be too petty.
The scroll handed over by Yu Qiuyang was already a little yellowed, the wooden scrolls at both ends were still a little damaged, and the painting had not yet been spread out, and a breath of decay and vicissitudes came out There was a slight agitation.
Yu Qiuyang picked up the teacup and blew the tea in the cup, staring at the few tea leaves floating on the water and not paying attention to the other side, Xu Beili reached out and picked it up after looking at the scroll twice, and then spread it out in front of him, this is a portrait of the person in the painting, the person in the painting is wearing a yellow robe, holding it in his hand Put the banana fan, a long beard over the chest, the face is old, the forehead is broad, the face is wide, the long hair on the back of the head is pinned by a hairpin, and there are several small seals written on the upper right side of the painting, the five ancestors of the North Chongyangzi.
Xu Beili was startled, the two hands holding the scroll trembled at the same time, and he raised his head with a "swish", looked at Yu Qiuyang and asked, "This, this ······" "This is a portrait of a real person in Chongyang, I specially took it from elsewhere and sent it to Yubeili Zhenren," Yu Qiuyang said lightly.
Xu Beili got up suddenly, straightened the Taoist robe on his body, picked up the dust and swung it, and said loudly: "Xie Daoyou Dayi" This Chongyang real person statue was painted by the great painter Yang Buzhi of the Northern Song Dynasty for Wang Chongyang, since he founded the Quanzhen Sect, it has been hanging in the Chongyang Palace for people to admire, but after entering the Ming Dynasty, the whole truth is not as good as the decline period, the Ming Taizu did not like Taoism and began to suppress, the first thing to bear the brunt is the Quanzhen Sect with Taishang Xuanmen, Zhu Yuanzhang even began to expel Zhengyi, Tianshi and Taishang and other disciples, At that time, the Quanzhen Sect was divided into many small sects, and there were as many as eighty-six sects, although they split so many Taoist sects, they still regarded Wang Chongyang as their ancestor and still respected him very much, but since then Wang Chongyang has two things Something very important, which is the symbol of Quanzhenism, was lost when Quanzhen split.
One is this Chongyang real portrait, the other is the Chongyang Quanzhen collection he wrote, these two things are called the symbol of Quanzhen, but they were lost in the early Ming Dynasty, and since then they have disappeared It's a pity that when it comes to Xu Beili's generation, there is still no news.
Xu Beili calmed down, then sat down again, and said with a somewhat complicated expression: "Daoyou, do you want to make a deal on the channel?"
Yu Qiuyang shook his head and said: "If it is a transaction, it is a cold and defiled a piece of the heart of Beili Zhenren, and he is also a Taoist disciple, Chongyang Zhenren is also the ancestor I admire in my heart, and it is also a great thing for me to be able to tour his relics, not to talk about transactions, no matter whether Beili Zhenren."
Agree or not agree to my request just now, and I will return this painting to the Quanzhen Sect."
Xu Beili took a breath in a daze, Yu Qiuyang said that this was not a transaction, but could he really accept this great favor for no reason?
Buddhism and Taoism pay the most attention to cause and effect, and it is easy not to be messed with!
Unexpectedly, at this time, Yu Qiuyang said very seriously before Xu Beili replied to him: "Here, I solemnly promise to Beili Zhenren that three years later, I will also present the Chongyang Quanzhen Collection with both hands."
After a long time, Xu Beili sighed silently and said, "Daoist friends give these two big gifts······ I don't know when Daoist friends want to use my True Big Dipper Seven Star Array?
” "Two days later!"
Yu Qiuyang's tense demeanor finally let go, and he let out an extremely rare sigh of relief, and his back was already wet.
In Tibet, there is an old monk on the top of the snow-capped mountain, who has been sitting on a raised boulder for more than a few years, wearing only a simple robe, meditating and chanting the scriptures all day long without moving like a bell.
Below the old monk, there is a temple, Ganden Monastery.
At Gaden Monastery, a young lama wearing a red robe walked out with a yellow high felt hat on his head, his hands in his wide sleeves, and walked up to the top of the snow-capped mountain through the deep snow.
Behind him, a group of lamas bowed down and saluted in unison: "Send the living Buddha out of the temple, and hope that the living Buddha will return as soon as possible."
The corners of the young living Buddha's mouth twitched twice, and he muttered indignantly: "I've been holding back for almost a year, why don't I come back, I'm the Buddha of Joy, the Buddha of Joy, not the Living Buddha."
The young living Buddha waved his fist and walked up to the top of the snow-capped mountain to the front and back of the old monk, and his expression suddenly converged, and he knelt on the ground and said, "Master" "Let's go" The old monk opened his cloudy eyes, stood up, and actually stepped barefoot on the snow that was almost knee-long.
Cao Shanjun followed up, grinning and asking, "Master, where are we going?"
” "Go, where we should go" Cao Shanjun twitched the corners of his mouth again, and said, "Master, it's just the two of us, don't talk to Zen, okay?"
” The old monk was unmoved, and walked towards the snow mountain step by step, Cao Shanjun pouted and said: "Zhongnan Mountain, Gujing View······ I know what kind of dumb riddle you play with me."
Lingnan, Wang's compound.
Wang Fatzi stood in front of the door with Yang Fei'er in his arms, and next to him stood his uncle Wang Zhongguo, as well as several other children of the Wang family, and after waiting for a while, an Audi A8 slowly drove to the front of the compound.
Qi Changqing pushed the car door and got out of the car, Wang Xuanzhen immediately greeted him with a smile and said, "Senior brother, don't come here to be harmed."
Qi Changqing nodded speechlessly and said, "It's all the head of the family, naughty" Wang Xuanzhen squinted his eyes and said: "You and my father are the same generation, I am innocent in front of you, isn't that how it should be?"
"Am I that old?"
Qi Changqing glared at him, and then looked at Wang Zhongguo and said, "I've seen Mr.
Wang."
"Changqing is the first time to come to the Wang family's compound, right?
There is no need to carry the outside way, no matter what you say, Gujingguan and my family are all family" Wang Zhongguo exchanged a few polite words with him, and then said: "The old man dared to come over after receiving the letter, wait inside, Changqing, I will take you over" "Okay, that's trouble" Wang Fatzi followed behind and asked curiously: "Senior brother, you came to our house this time to ······?"
"Adults, don't inquire about children" Qi Changqing scolded him back with a word.
The meeting between Qi Changqing and Wang Chaotian lasted for a long time, and Qi Changqing left the Wang family compound with Wang Chaotian, who had already retired, on the day he came to the Wang family, and when he left, the expressions of both of them were extremely grim.