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Volume 5: Like a Banquet Chapter 27: Becoming a Buddha Immediately

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    "It's the master uncle" Xue Muhua looked towards the small courtyard and saw Chu Feng sitting on the steps in front of the small courtyard. He felt a little relaxed, but when he looked at the two people next to Chu Feng, this "enemy of the king of hell"  My heart suddenly picked up again.  Aunt Qiao leaned in Qiao Sanhuai's arms with her eyes closed tightly. Xue Muhua didn't know whether she was alive or dead at first glance, but seeing that there was no sadness on Chu Feng's face, he secretly said, "It's okay."  .  Everything you need to know, hear, and ask can be summed up in one glance.  Xue Muhua obviously ignored the two gate gods who stood frozen on both sides of the courtyard door. He strode to the steps and touched Aunt Qiao's wrist veins with the two index fingers of his right hand.  When he came to Luoyang City from the tea stall a few days ago, Qiao Sanhuai also knew his name, so he saved the time of introducing each other.  "I was a little frightened. I'll make a prescription later" Xue Muhua said to Qiao Sanhuai beside him.  But it was obvious that Qiao Sanhuai didn't hear Xue Muhua's "gentle" voice. Although he knew from his face that his wife was fine, she still looked at Chu Feng after thanking him.  Chu Feng smiled and loudly told Qiao Sanhuai the news that "Auntie is fine", and also told the dozen or so people who came with Xue Muhua about it.  Bai Shijing of the Beggar Clan stayed at the helm to greet the heroes from all walks of life. Wu Changfeng and the white-bearded Elder Song came over now.  The two of them said hello to Chu Feng, and after meeting Qiao Sanhuai, they finally paid attention to the two door god brothers.  When the island masters and cave masters came with Xue Muhua, Boss Wu stopped by and called Master Xuansheng. He heard that it was Chu Feng who was asking for help.  He simply called two more senior brothers and one junior brother.  Chu Feng was a little surprised when he saw the last two people who came over. They were actually Bao Sanfeng and Si Er, among the four generals of the Murong family.  Wu Changfeng was a good drinker but never let alcohol interfere with his affairs. After hearing Xue Muhua's assertion that the two of them were fine, he cautiously asked Chu Feng: "Where did the enemy come from?"  " Chu Feng told a very true lie.  Since they are masked, we can only look at it from the perspective of martial arts; since they haven't fought yet, there is naturally nothing to say.  Everyone looked at the dust mist that had not dispersed in the main hall of the small courtyard, and the collapsed walls on the left and right. The dozen or so people present looked at Chu Feng speechless They demolished Gang Leader Qiao's courtyard and said, "It's not really a fight."  ".  Do we have to demolish the city of Luoyang to call it a "fight"?  Quan Guanqing remembered Qiao Sanhuai and his wife in the small courtyard.  I don't know what's going on inside, so I can't help complaining in my heart: "Why don't you let me take a look, maybe it's okay! Even if something happens, is my skill still fake?" This is the only thought that came up.  .  But he was suppressed by himself again.  Although he is not in the martial arts arena today.  But someone had told him long ago: among the thirteen people who were defeated by Chu Feng's sword, at least two or three of them could compete with him.  "If something really happened, I wouldn't be a spectator" Quan Guanqing thought helplessly.  What makes Quan Guanqing even more helpless is that.  At the Baihua Festival in Luoyang, although he was riding a good horse, he did not dare to gallop.  Riding on this horse, apart from giving him a breath of relief, might not be able to run as fast as him by himself.  Quan Guanqing, who was struggling with himself, did not know that the crisis in the small courtyard had been solved by Chu Feng, and that the "source of the crisis" Lao Xiao had passed him from the house above his head.  He took a few deep breaths, jumped off the big horse, handed the horse to the patrolling Beggar Clan disciples, started using Qinggong, and ran towards the east of the city.  By the bank of Yishui, there is a tree as green as a canopy.  Master Xuanku looked at the somewhat tired Monk Zhiguang beside him, recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said: "Senior Brother Zhiguang, why don't I let my little brother do this for me as the benefactor?" No one who practices martial arts has a bump in the road.  Under the "illness", some ordinary injuries could not stop Xuan Ku.  In fact, according to their schedule, they should arrive in Luoyang City in the afternoon.  ¡°Unexpectedly, at the end of Yishui Bridge, a flower farmer traveling to and from Luoyang City accidentally sprained his foot. Monk Zhiguang became compassionate and helped him heal it.  This was great. The passers-by who were just onlookers saw the old monk's sharp skills and asked for medical treatment one after another. The old monk also refused to treat anyone who came.  It¡¯s just that Monk Zhiguang was quite old. In his early years, he had made a great wish to cross the ocean and go to the wild overseas to collect the bark of exotic trees and cure countless people infected with miasma in Zhejiang, Fujian and Guangxi. As a result, he suffered two serious illnesses.  As a result, all martial arts skills were lost.  Monk Zhiguang was tired after working hard for a long time, so he washed his hands in the clear water brought by the flower farmer, patted his face twice, and after feeling a little refreshed, he replied to Xuanku: "I can do something."  , It¡¯s just one thing. At this age, once you close your eyes, you might not be able to open them again. You, don¡¯t fight with me.¡± After saying that, he looked at the last patient in front of him with a smile.  .   At the time of dinner, although his mentor arrived, Qiao Feng did not make a big fanfare and was the only one to welcome him out of the city.  Although Qiao Feng had "never" met Monk Zhiguang, he knew quite a lot about the miasma in the past. When he heard that his mentor and he were treating passers-by outside Luoyang City, he felt a rush of heart and thought to himself: "It's just like my mentor back then.  Rescue me from the tiger's mouth" Since he ascended to the position of gang leader, as long as he returns to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, the Shaolin Temple will definitely welcome him.  He worked hard and mobilized people time and time again, so Luoyang was not far from Shaoshi Mountain, but he rarely returned home, let alone went to Shaolin Temple to pay homage to Xuan Ku, his enlightenment teacher.  This time it was a good time, as his parents and mentor met together in Luoyang. Qiao Feng thought in his mind: "It would be great if the three elders could stay in Luoyang city so that they could be filial." Qiao Feng was filled with joy.  He took a big step and headed straight towards Yishui.  In the woods beside the road, a black rope floated out from Xiao Yuanshan's palm. When the black rope was wrapped around the branches, his tall figure swayed out, like a black hawk, rising and falling in the forest.  Qiao Feng heard the movement in the forest and looked over there curiously. Seeing the movements of "that man" in the forest, he praised "This method is wonderful."  He was determined to compete with this person, but his mentor was in front of him. He was unwilling to miss his meeting with his mentor just because of this "playing thing", so he suppressed the urge to "compete".  , continue on the way.  However, after being stimulated by Xiao Yuanshan's body skills, Qiao Feng's body skills actually improved a bit By the bank of Yishui, the last person seeking medical advice felt greatly improved under the Zhiguang Silver Needle, and he bowed to express his thanks.  .  Zhiguang smiled and persuaded: "It is fate to meet each other, and it is fate to seek medical treatment. If the donor can help another person, this good fate will be continued." The man thanked and returned.  The setting sun has entered the earth, still stubbornly emitting its last ray of light, and the stars and moon have already filled the sky.  Xiao Yuanshan's voice was like a monster, and it suddenly sounded under the stars and moon: "What a living Bodhisattva!" This time he learned well, and punched out with the sound, and went straight towards Master Zhiguang!  (To be continued) ps: I caught up with this chapter, see you at 12:00 tomorrow.
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