Chapter 520: The Buddha in the World has no gain (1)

The little daughter's mentality is fully revealed.

She was better than not revealing her feelings to Zhao Dongting before. After yesterday's incident, she was always in front of Zhao Dongting.

"That..."

Zhao Dongting scratched his head, "I will practice sword first, please let them bring breakfast here!"

Zhang Ru nodded gently again.

The black hair hangs down, revealing crystal clear ears. At this moment, even the earlobes are a little red.

Zhao Dongting walked away again, but before turning around, he was a mischievous man and said, "Are you a fairy coming down to earth?"

Zhang Ru was slightly stunned, then lowered her head shyly.

Is he praising me for being beautiful?

This tone is really new!

Looking up, she looked at Zhao Dongting's back, and a stunning smile gradually bloomed on the corner of her mouth.

This smile is like thousands of pear blossoms blooming.

Unfortunately, Zhao Dongting did not see it. He had already walked to the small martial arts field in the courtyard to practice Guiyuan sword technique.

Although he traveled through time, he did not have many extraordinary features. Not to mention being born as a peerless master, he was just a sick person. He has been trained to this day with all his hard work.

This made Zhao Dongting know that this kind of cultivation is hard-won, so he never dared to slack off in the way of martial arts.

At the same time, he also likes this kind of struggle.

After all, in his previous life, he relied on himself to build a huge company.

When you achieve success and fame, that sense of accomplishment and pride is wonderful and indescribable. It is far from the right choice for you to achieve.

The phoenix is ​​rising to the sun, the white ape presents fruit, the crane is flying in the purple cover, and the stars are picked out from the sky...

The thirty-six styles Guiyuan sword technique was used in Zhao Dongting's hands, and it was quite smooth and comfortable. Although I dare not say that the essence of the moves had been understood, the internal force movements between the changes were more skillful.

God will pay attention to those who are determined.

Even in terms of martial arts, Zhao Dongting is definitely not inferior to ordinary Zhongyuan realm warriors now.

After practicing Guiyuan's sword technique several times, he put his sword in the box and practiced Xiaoyaoyou again.

The figure wanders in the not-so-wide martial arts venue, and I dare not say it is mysterious, but it always has a bit of a puzzling meaning.

Men are also extremely charming when they are serious.

Zhang Ru looked at Zhao Dongting's figure who practiced martial arts hard and gradually became a little confused.

By the time the Chuyang was shining, Zhao Dongting was already sweating profusely.

At this time, an eunuch arrived outside the door and said with a sharp voice: "Master, the time for offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for blessings is coming."

This is an indispensable occasion for the first day of the year every year, as long as the emperor is in the palace.

Even the small court was wandering overseas and at sea, he never forgot to worship heaven and pray for blessings, and even became more pious.

People in this era believe in the power of fate.

Zhao Dongting nodded, "Okay, I know."

Then when he took a shower and went to the bedroom, Ying Er had already gotten up.

As soon as she saw Zhao Dongting, she couldn't help but look shy.

Zhao Dongting was having a great time last night, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten up until this time.

Zhao Dongting laughed and held the baby and then asked her to dress herself up.

This kind of life is very comfortable.

It was dozens of minutes before he took Ying Er and Zhang Ru left the bedroom.

The ministers were waiting in Baiyu Square outside the main hall of the palace.

This scene is even bigger than the banquet on New Year's Eve, because the requirements for the officials' rank are no longer so high.

There are also representatives of various temples in Leizhou, including Wuliang Temple and Tianxia Temple.

The Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes are clearly distinguished from the monks wearing cassocks. Although no one looks down on each other, no one looks down on each other.

In this era, the dispute over Buddhism and Taoism has become increasingly fierce.

The little Taoist Bai Yuchan was also in the crowd, looking at Zhao Dongting, grinning at Zhao Dongting, revealing her white teeth.

Zhao Dongting raised his eyebrows at him and stood in front of the crowd.

Concubine Yang and Zhao Bing also arrived.

Zhao Bing has now become a handsome boy and is quite heroic.

"I've seen the emperor..."

All the officials knelt down to greet him, and Zhao Bing also wanted to kneel down, but was supported by Zhao Dongting, "No need to be polite."

Afterwards, hundreds of people surrounded Zhao Dongting and left the palace gate.

Outside the palace gate, there were already thousands of soldiers and priests of Wuding Hall waiting.

This made the team even bigger.

When I left the front street, the streets were kneeling on both sides, and there was an extremely lively scene. The sound of shouting long live on the mountain was deafening.

The people of Leizhou respect Zhao Dongting from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing this, Zhao Dongting suddenly turned his head and said to Ying Er next to him: "Caring for the people is much more useful than worshiping the heaven and praying for blessings."

Ying Er was slightly surprised and then smiled.

She was already used to Zhao Dongting's shocking words.

The Emperor is not an ordinary man.

The crowd went along the main street toward Haikang County. The year before yesterday, Zhao Dongting personally presided over the sacrifice to heaven, in Wuliang Temple. Last year, Concubine Yang Shu was in charge, right in the palace. This year, Zhao Dongting has arranged for the State Council to set up a dojo in front of the Martyrs' Monument in Dingjunshan, Benzhou.

It is better to sacrifice to the dead than to sacrifice to the heavens.

Speaking of which, Zhao Dongting has always been a pragmatist.

The wind blows by, and the dragon chariot curtains float.

The flags in the army were whistling, and the golden dragons on it were vivid, as if they were about to fly up from the sky at any time.

But when we arrived at the east gate, the army suddenly stopped.

Yue Peng suddenly shouted: "Who stops the Holy Driving!"

At the entrance of the corridor outside the city gate, an old monk wearing a broken cassock was blocked in the middle, like an ascetic monk.

The gray monk's robe was almost covered with patches, but the old monk released an extremely peaceful aura.

People with a kind of person look extraordinary even if they return to nature.

However, this is probably due to the strange beast sitting cross-legged.

An old turtle as big as a millstone.

The old turtle is even more old than the old monk, with drooping eyelids, as if it is extremely tired.

The old monk clasped his hands together, opened his mouth but his tongue was thunderous, and his voice was like thunder, "I have no choice but to ask for the Lord."

The horses in front of the army were shocked by the sound, and raised their front hooves uneasily and neighed.

The murderous aura naturally condensed in the army seemed to disappear invisibly several feet away in front of the old monk.

Yue Peng's face looked a little solemn.

Facing this old monk, he suddenly felt like he was facing an unshakable mountain. It was as motionless as a mountain.

"The Buddha in this world has no gain."

Next to the dragon chariot, Hong Wutian and Mrs. Xu were both surprised at the same time.

Then, Hong Wutian floated forward, went to the front of the army, and laughed loudly, "Hong Wutian had seen Wude Buddha."

He actually held the ceremony of juniors.

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Xu also plundered to the army, and it was the same.
Chapter completed!