Ciyun Temple was originally a famous Zen forest resort outside Chengdu Prefecture. The temple's Taoism belongs to the Zen lineage, and the springs and forests in the temple are quite elegant. Although it is a time of troubled times, most people travel in a hurry every day, but they want to live a life in troubled times and have no intention of traveling. However, there are also some literati and poets who consciously say that "the world can change dynasties, but they cannot change it to govern the world with scholars and officials." Therefore, they still call friends and live a leisurely life. Ciyun Temple has recently come to Ciyun Temple.

Now that the Southern Ming Dynasty is in decline, Li Dingguo, the governor who ruled the southwest, is also a vulgar military man. He actually valued those peddlers and pawns, and regarded us well-educated people as nothing! Suddenly, the Soldiers in Shu were upset! Countless people wrote in their diaries, "Li Pi is arrogant to the scholars and cut off himself from the Shu people. He will die without a place to bury him in the future!" After writing, he was afraid that he would be found to be beheaded, so he had to burn it with tears...

It happened that the Northern Qing Dynasty wanted to win the hearts of the people, and the imperial examination was held in the second year of Kangxi. So a group of scholars in Shu read Kang Mazi's will and were ecstatic! They gathered more than a dozen people, secretly shaved a bad tail of money, and wanted to cross the river to seek fame and fortune. In their opinion, all the differences between Chinese and foreigners were bullshit! The words of the saints can always find counter-arguments in the saint's books, and scholars are very familiar with this set.

If the Southern Ming Dynasty fails to hold the imperial examination, it will definitely take jujube pills. If the imperial examination is held, the Northern Qing Dynasty, which "governs the world with scholars and officials", is the world's righteous! As for this, we have to shave our heads... Compared with the fame of scholars, our ancestors are nothing! If I become a senior official in the future, shave the land for ten years and build a three-level archway, it will not be the face of our ancestors!

Therefore, the one who is best at thinking about it in the world is also these literati.

These scholars wanted to go north to take the exam, and held a banquet in Liangweiju, Chengdu Prefecture. During the dispute with others, they shouted, "I am a scholar, you will be your parents' officials in the future! I dare not let me, let alone let you die without a place to die in the future! Even today, you pickled goods will be beaten half to death and then sent to the officials for punishment! Then Li Dingguo will also stand on our side." As a result, the soldiers who were patrolling the streets heard it, and without saying a word, dragged the eighteen scholars out and stripped their pants. The white butts were lined up in a row, making it easy to beat!

After the fight, we will throw it out of the city one by one! We will also give you a sentence, "Get out! With scholars like you, we can't afford to lose that person in Chengdu!"

These scholars cried like a mourning person. They supported each other and looked for a place to stay. As a result, they walked twenty or thirty miles so tired that they ran, but they crashed into Ciyun Temple...

The soldiers just taught these scholars who were not doing human affairs just to teach these scholars who were eating and not doing human affairs. Each of them was not very serious. After being thrown out of the city, they walked more than twenty miles in one breath, and their qi and blood were moving, and most of the injuries on their buttocks were healed. If the soldiers really tried to kill themselves, they would be fine if they were not disabled, so how could they still be in the mood to run around?

When they entered Ciyun Temple, a little novice monk was treated respectfully, and the scholars returned to their true colors. They thought it was appropriate for others to arrange food and accommodation for them. When the novice monks were busy, they stood on the corridor with their hands and gave comments on the scenery of the mountains and forests. One of them started to spray at the abbot's Zen room.

He pointed to the famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of the Zen Room and said, "You are Mixiangyang in the west, and Fang Xiaoru's central hall in the north. Only the painting hanging in the Zen bed is simply vulgar! Isn't this shit on the Buddha's head?"

After hearing this, someone who was unknowingly mixed up with the scholar, he touched his nose awkwardly and confirmed again... This is not Shaolin Temple!

Sure enough, after hearing the man's comments, a group of scholars who were both sore and had their butts gathered together, pointing at the Eight Immortals' chart, judging the head and talking. In the end, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, as if a painting was placed in the wrong place. They committed an unforgivable sin!

Moreover, after spraying for so long, even their saliva was blown away, but the abbot of the Zen temple still did not show up! It was so hard that the uncle could not bear it even if his aunt could bear it! So one of the scholars jumped onto the Zen bed and grabbed the painting directly. But he lifted the painting up, but he couldn't pull it off because the other end of the painting was connected to the wall. He pulled it hard a few times, and with a "click", a secret door opened on the side of the Zen room, revealing a beautiful woman...

A famous temple contains a woman... Words flashed through the minds of these scholars, and many people seemed to see a golden bamboo slug!

If you don’t commit suicide, you won’t die. Lu Yuan shook his head, left the group of scholars, and stood in the yard. As soon as he left the door, he heard a rumbling sound behind him. The wooden walls falling from all sides had already sealed the meditation room into a secret room. Lu Yuan walked away, without any intention of saving each other. He didn’t deliberately get into the group of people, but just rested at the city gate, a lot of white butts were thrown in front of him. Then a group of people pulled him to ask how to go to Ciyun Temple, so Lu Yuan had to be a tour guide.

But it's just a tour guide.

Lu Yuan stood in the railing and watched the fish swimming in the water compete for food, and seemed to have never heard of the screams coming from time to time from time to time.

A moment later, a monk with a rather kind attitude came out from the backyard and landed in front of Lu Yuan, pronounced the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, I am Zhitong, and I am the abbot of Ciyun Temple. I wonder if this donor is going to be with those scholars?" As he spoke, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and his footsteps unconsciously blocked Lu Yuan. At this time, several tall monks jumped out one after another and surrounded Lu Yuan.

"Are you Zhitong?" Lu Yuan held his hand, looked him up and down, and said casually. "I am Yuanshun, Shaolin Temple in Songshan. Have you heard of my name?"

"The angry monk Yuan Shu who slapped the Qingcheng Zhumei!" Zhitong shouted in a flash. He began to think that Lu Yuan was with those scholars, but Lu Yuan didn't care about those people at all, so he had already shaken his thoughts. When he got closer, he saw Lu Yuan's calm demeanor like a stagnant, and knew that Lu Yuan was definitely not an ordinary person, so he asked carefully. But he knew that Lu Yuan was the most rumored angry monk Yuan Shu who had been in the world recently!

"Anger Monk?" Lu Yuan was stunned, then nodded happily, "This nickname is good, I accepted it with a smile."

Zhitong saw that Lu Yuan was younger than he thought, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious. "What did the master come to Ciyun Temple? If it's a placing order, Ciyun Temple needs to prepare a big event recently, and I'm afraid there's no time to entertain the master..."

"It's okay, I just came to fight for the sword fighting in Ciyun Temple and wanted to beat Zhu Xiaozi again." Lu Yuan said bluntly.

Zhitong was shocked when he heard Lu Yuan reveal his plan and was a little frozen there. He didn't know what to do. At this time, another evil sect master, Yu De, carried a black cloth bag and walked into the wall. The bag kept squirming, and from time to time, a woman cried from inside. It was obviously the woman Yu De stroked! Seeing Yu De in a dilemma, he deliberately shouted, "How do you prove that you are an angry monk Yuan Shu? I see that you have no spiritual power and your abilities are ordinary. You can't be a fool!"

When Lu Yuan saw him, he frowned in disgust. At this time, he heard the provocation and sneered. His body suddenly turned into a phantom, and he was already standing next to Yu De. Lu Yuan was holding a black pocket in his hand, which one was not the one Yu De was carrying! The people around were all surprised. When Lu Yuan looked at the pink-faced Buddha Yu De with his head.

The gaze was like a sword! Yu De only felt his body numb in an instant, his hands and feet were stiff, and he could not even move his fingers at all!

"Prepare a Zen room for me, I can't stand anything confusing! So don't show up in front of me like this. I'll spare him once this time, and don't blame my subordinates for being merciless next time!" Lu Yuan picked up the black bag, "What are you waiting for?"

"This...yes! Go and prepare the Zen room for the master! Master Yuanshu, please go here~" Seeing Lu Yuan's magical skills, Zhitong's attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. You must know that Yu De is only slightly inferior to him, and he cannot stop this person's first glance! Such a master is the help that Ciyun Temple urgently needs, and he cannot let it go no matter what. Emei Zhu Mei is a senior master of the older generation. Now that the top masters of the evil sect have not arrived, no one in Heciyun Temple is the opponent of the short man Zhu! The angry monk appears, even if he only deals with Zhu Mei, it will greatly boost the morale here.

However, Zhitong still had some loyalty. He walked halfway and said carefully. "Master Yuanshu, my senior brother Yu De offended you, you punished me. I just don't know if you are using..."

Lu Yuan glanced at him sideways, "That is my unique secret, the first sword of the three evil swords - 'infertility'. I also have the two swords of 'painless abortion' and 'family planning'. You are welcome to try it."

"I dare not~ I dare not~"

At night, a shrill scream suddenly came from Ciyun Temple, and the voice was filled with incredible emotions.

"I, why can't I get hard anymore?!!"

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