話說濟公禪師由趙家莊出來，正往前走，只見由對面來了一陣鏇風。和尚激靈靈打一寒戰，往對面一看，來者乃是追魂侍者鄧連芳，還同著一個人。鄧連芳一見濟公，鄧連芳說：「好濟顛，我找你如同鑽冰取火，軋沙求油。這可活該，找沒找著碰上了，我看你今天往哪裡走？」和尚說：「喲，你不叫我走怎么樣呢？」鄧連芳說：「我將你拿住，給我師弟報仇。」
话说济公禅师由赵家庄出来，正往前走，只见由对面来了一阵旋风。和尚激灵灵打一寒战，往对面一看，来者乃是追魂侍者邓连芳，还同着一个人。邓连芳一见济公，邓连芳说：「好济颠，我找你如同钻冰取火，轧沙求油。这可活该，找没找着碰上了，我看你今天往哪里走？」和尚说：「哟，你不叫我走怎么样呢？」邓连芳说：「我将你拿住，给我师弟报仇。」
Now, Chan Master Ji Gong had left Zhao Family Village and was walking on when a whirlwind came at him from up ahead. The monk gave a violent shiver and looked: the newcomer was Deng Lianfang, the Soul-Chasing Attendant, and he had someone with him. As soon as Deng Lianfang saw Ji Gong, he said, “Well, Crazy Ji! I’ve been looking for you like a man drilling ice for fire or pressing sand for oil. This was meant to be: I couldn’t find you, and here I’ve run right into you. Let’s see where you go today!” “Ooh,” said the monk, “and if you won’t let me go, then what?” “I’ll take you,” said Deng Lianfang, “and avenge my fellow disciple.”
書中交代：鄧連芳打哪來呢？只因前者在藏珍塢，一個個四散奔逃。赤發靈官邵華風無地可投，追魂侍者鄧連芳說：「邵大哥，你上哪去？」邵華風說：「賢弟你要問我，我方才就仿佛坐如痴立如痴，如同雷轟頂上時，飢不知，飽不知，熱鍋螻蟻似。真是上天無路，入地無門。」鄧連芳說：「邵大哥，你既沒有地方去，跟我回萬花山聖教堂，見見魔師爺，下山捉拿濟顛和尚，給韓棋賢弟報仇。」赤發靈官邵華風嘆了一口氣說：「賢弟你我弟兄知己，你要助我一膀之力，庇護我才好。你看此時我的事情一落敗，眾賓朋一個個各奔他鄉，真是時來誰不來，時不來誰來。正是萬兩黃金容易得，一個知心最難求。不但此時我報不了仇，再要遇見濟顛和尚，我就得被獲遭擒，九死一生。」鄧連芳說：「兄長不必說了，跟小弟到萬花山聖教堂去罷。要一提韓祺死在濟顛和尚之手，大概魔師爺必給韓棋報仇，何用你拿濟顛？」邵華風無法，這才跟著鄧連芳駕起趁腳風，來到萬花山，到了山上，止住腳步，睜眼一看，這座聖教堂真似一座仙府，金碧輝煌，鳳閣龍樓，這山上凡夫俗子也到不了。
书中交代：邓连芳打哪来呢？只因前者在藏珍坞，一个个四散奔逃。赤发灵官邵华风无地可投，追魂侍者邓连芳说：「邵大哥，你上哪去？」邵华风说：「贤弟你要问我，我方才就仿佛坐如痴立如痴，如同雷轰顶上时，饥不知，饱不知，热锅蝼蚁似。真是上天无路，入地无门。」邓连芳说：「邵大哥，你既没有地方去，跟我回万花山圣教堂，见见魔师爷，下山捉拿济颠和尚，给韩棋贤弟报仇。」赤发灵官邵华风叹了一口气说：「贤弟你我弟兄知己，你要助我一膀之力，庇护我才好。你看此时我的事情一落败，众宾朋一个个各奔他乡，真是时来谁不来，时不来谁来。正是万两黄金容易得，一个知心最难求。不但此时我报不了仇，再要遇见济颠和尚，我就得被获遭擒，九死一生。」邓连芳说：「兄长不必说了，跟小弟到万花山圣教堂去罢。要一提韩祺死在济颠和尚之手，大概魔师爷必给韩棋报仇，何用你拿济颠？」邵华风无法，这才跟着邓连芳驾起趁脚风，来到万花山，到了山上，止住脚步，睁眼一看，这座圣教堂真似一座仙府，金碧辉煌，凤阁龙楼，这山上凡夫俗子也到不了。
A word of explanation: where had Deng Lianfang come from? Some time before, at Cangzhen Stronghold, they had all scattered and fled every which way. Shao Huafeng, the Red-Haired Divine Officer, had nowhere to turn. “Brother Shao,” said Deng Lianfang, the Soul-Chasing Attendant, “where are you going?” “Since you ask, worthy brother,” said Shao Huafeng, “just now I was sitting like a fool and standing like a fool, as if thunder had cracked over my head. I didn’t know if I was hungry or full; I was like an ant on a hot pan. Truly, there’s no road up to heaven and no door into the earth.” “Brother Shao,” said Deng Lianfang, “since you have nowhere to go, come back with me to Shengjiao Hall on Mount Wanhua. We’ll see the Demon Masters and ask them to go down the mountain to catch Crazy Ji and avenge our worthy brother Han Qi.” Shao Huafeng, the Red-Haired Divine Officer, heaved a sigh. “Worthy brother,” he said, “you and I are brothers who know each other’s hearts. You must lend me the strength of your arm and shelter me. You see how it is: now that my affairs have collapsed, all my guests and friends have gone off, each to some other place. Truly, when your luck is in, who won’t come? When your luck is out, who will? It’s just as they say: ten thousand taels of gold are easy to come by, but one friend who knows your heart is the hardest thing to find. Not only can I not get my revenge now — if I run into Crazy Ji again, I’ll be caught and taken, with nine chances of dying to one of living.” “Say no more, brother,” said Deng Lianfang. “Come with me to Shengjiao Hall on Mount Wanhua. Once they hear that Han Qi died at Crazy Ji’s hands, the Demon Masters are sure to avenge him. Why should you have to catch Crazy Ji?” Shao Huafeng had no choice. He went with Deng Lianfang, riding the foot-wind, and came to Mount Wanhua. On the mountain they halted and opened their eyes to look. This Shengjiao Hall was truly like the abode of immortals, a blaze of gold and green, all phoenix pavilions and dragon towers. No common mortal could ever reach this mountain.
在極高的山頂上。野獸成群，凡俗人也不能來，鄧連芳同邵華風來到大門，一拍門，工夫不大，由裡面出來一個童子，開開門一看，這童子年有十六歲，頭挽雙髻，長得眉清目秀，面如白玉。身穿藍綢寬領闊袍子，足下白襪無憂履，手拿蠅刷，真是仙風道骨。一見鄧連芳，童子說：「師兄你上東海瀛洲采靈芝草回來了，真快呀。」鄧連芳說：「我且問你，魔師爺都在聖教堂么？」小童兒說：「沒有，就是掌教祖師爺，臥雲居士靈霄祖師爺一個人在教堂里。」鄧連芳說：「好，我要去見祖師爺，有要緊事。邵大哥同進去。」二人說著話，往裡走，邵華風一看，院中栽松種竹，清氣飄然，別有一番雅致。北上房大廳是九間九龍廳，正當中上面有一塊匾，上寫「聖教堂」三個大字。兩旁有對聯，上寫：
「遵先天之造化，渡後世之愚頑」。
大廳裡面一排是四張八仙桌，有八把椅子，由東數第二張八仙桌子，上手裡椅子上坐定一人，大概站起來身有八尺以外的身軀，膀闊三停。頭上是鵝黃緞四楞逍遙巾，繡團花雙飄秀帶，身穿一件鵝黃繡團花的逍遙氅，足下無憂履，身背後背定一把混元魔火幡，肋下佩著一口喪門劍。再往臉上一看，面似淡金，粗眉環目，押耳黑毫，滿部的黑鬍子，長得兇惡之極。邵華風看罷，不敢進來，在門外站著。鄧連芳先進來雙膝跪倒，口稱：「掌教魔師爺在上，弟子鄧連芳給祖師爺磕頭。」
在极高的山顶上。野兽成群，凡俗人也不能来，邓连芳同邵华风来到大门，一拍门，工夫不大，由里面出来一个童子，开开门一看，这童子年有十六岁，头挽双髻，长得眉清目秀，面如白玉。身穿蓝绸宽领阔袍子，足下白袜无忧履，手拿蝇刷，真是仙风道骨。一见邓连芳，童子说：「师兄你上东海瀛洲采灵芝草回来了，真快呀。」邓连芳说：「我且问你，魔师爷都在圣教堂幺？」小童儿说：「没有，就是掌教祖师爷，卧云居士灵霄祖师爷一个人在教堂里。」邓连芳说：「好，我要去见祖师爷，有要紧事。邵大哥同进去。」二人说着话，往里走，邵华风一看，院中栽松种竹，清气飘然，别有一番雅致。北上房大厅是九间九龙厅，正当中上面有一块匾，上写「圣教堂」三个大字。两旁有对联，上写：
「遵先天之造化，渡后世之愚顽」。
大厅里面一排是四张八仙桌，有八把椅子，由东数第二张八仙桌子，上手里椅子上坐定一人，大概站起来身有八尺以外的身躯，膀阔三停。头上是鹅黄缎四楞逍遥巾，绣团花双飘秀带，身穿一件鹅黄绣团花的逍遥氅，足下无忧履，身背后背定一把混元魔火幡，肋下佩着一口丧门剑。再往脸上一看，面似淡金，粗眉环目，押耳黑毫，满部的黑胡子，长得凶恶之极。邵华风看罢，不敢进来，在门外站着。邓连芳先进来双膝跪倒，口称：「掌教魔师爷在上，弟子邓连芳给祖师爷磕头。」
It stood on the very top of a towering peak. Wild beasts roamed there in herds, and no ordinary mortal could come there either. Deng Lianfang and Shao Huafeng came to the main gate and knocked. Before long a boy came out from inside and opened the gate. He looked sixteen, his hair done up in two knots, with clear brows and fine eyes and a face like white jade. He wore a loose, wide-collared robe of blue silk, white socks and worry-free slippers, and held a fly whisk in his hand: truly he had the air of an immortal and the bones of a Daoist. When he saw Deng Lianfang, the boy said, “Brother, back already from gathering the lingzhi herb at Yingzhou in the East Sea? That was quick.” “Let me ask you,” said Deng Lianfang, “are the Demon Masters all in Shengjiao Hall?” “No,” said the little boy. “There’s only the Head Patriarch, Patriarch Lingxiao, the Recluse Woyun, in the Hall by himself.” “Good,” said Deng Lianfang. “I must go and see the Patriarch. It’s urgent. Brother Shao, come in with me.” Talking as they went, the two of them went inside. Shao Huafeng looked around: the courtyard was planted with pines and bamboo, a clean freshness drifted on the air, and the place had a refined charm all its own. The great hall of the main building on the north side was a Nine Dragon Hall nine bays wide. Right in the middle, up high, hung a board inscribed with three large characters: “Shengjiao Hall”. On either side hung a couplet that read:
“Follow the shaping work of what was before Heaven;ferry across the dull and stubborn of ages to come.”
Inside the hall stood a row of four Eight Immortals tables with eight chairs. At the second table counting from the east, in the chair at the head, sat a man. Standing, he would have been well over eight feet tall, with shoulders broad and square. On his head was a four-cornered carefree scarf of goose-yellow satin, embroidered with round flower medallions, its two embroidered ribbons fluttering. He wore a carefree cloak of goose-yellow embroidered with round flower medallions, and worry-free slippers on his feet. On his back he carried a Primal Unity Demon-Fire Banner, and at his side hung a Mourning Spirit Sword. Then Shao Huafeng looked at his face: pale gold, with heavy brows and round eyes, tufts of black hair over his ears and a full black beard. He looked ferocious in the extreme. When Shao Huafeng had taken this in, he did not dare go in, but stood outside the door. Deng Lianfang went in first and dropped to both knees. “Head Demon Master,” he said, “your disciple Deng Lianfang kowtows to you, Patriarch.”