Vol 7 Chapter 17: Tianlong Zen Sing

Li Qingshan got up and looked at him. [WWw.YZUU point m] He has been tempted by the spider, and he has to retaliate back.
The suffocating suffocation of the tiger demon has been incorporated into his bones, revealing a little, and when the mortal sees it, he can be scared to death. Even the practitioners must jump in their hearts and give birth to some fear.
But if the heart is only the old is in the tea, I will not put Li Qingshan in this eye, the mouth seems to evoke a smug smile. Their verbal confrontation has always provoked the other side to win, and now she can win the game, and her mood is unpleasant.
Li Qingshan grinds her teeth, and she really takes her a little way. Even if it is a tiger, she can’t spread her teeth to her friends.
Moreover, it is angry, in fact, in his heart, there is a rare calm and calm. Tea, listen to her story of the East and West, from the shadow of the ground, as if a trace of silk faded from the body.
In the meantime, he is no longer a moonlight, but he also finds some feelings of being human. The tight heartstrings also relax. It is up to her, if it is a leisurely person, dare to deceive his spiritual stone, but also to see if there is no life.
In order to complete this story, Li Qingshan only has to recharge the fee.
If the heart smiled and said: "Thank you for your patronage, no more, no more!"
Fortunately, after the success of the "discipline", there is no longer deliberately lengthening the story, simply telling things again, so much, and there are nearly Wan Lingshi.
"Chu Tian is really not knowing what to do." Li Qingshan casually said a word, but not too much in the heart, this jump beam clown. It is no longer worth the extra effort.
The more critical issue is that the Zen Master of the Light must bring Xiao An to the Tianlong Temple.
Although Li Qingshan had planned to accompany Xiao An, the timing was a bit wrong.
The trip to the Tianlong Temple will not be resolved on the 3rd and 5th, and it will be quick in three years and five years. The problem is that he just laid a foundation in this Qinghe government, and he has not had time to harvest the results. It’s a pity that it’s gone now. (Look at the novel to the leaves, you can go to the M)
Now he forcibly unified the night visitors. Collecting the grass is no longer as tribute as it used to be, but directly searching for it, and the harvest will definitely add up over the past few years. It must be much more.
And the resources of the underground can also be fully utilized, and you can try to conduct long-term transactions with the 100 schools, and the income is absolutely high.
Although ordinary medicinal herbs are useless to him. But as long as you have accumulated enough Lingshi, you can go to Ruyi County, or even better places, and don't believe in buying medicinal herbs that cannot be used together.
This is like a farmer, hard work, sprinkled a lot of sweat, and finally hoped that the autumn harvest season, let him lay down this field to open up new fields. It is not reconciled to who is placed on it.
And the hidden danger behind the spider has not been resolved. It is even more impossible to leave.
Of course, there is another way, that is, let Xiao An practice alone in Tianlong Temple. What should Li Qingshan do in Qinghe House?
However, this method, Li Qingshan did not even think about it, just like the promises made in the past. Only death can separate them.
Li Qingshan fell into meditation and changed his face for a while. He suddenly stood up and said, "I went to the 100-study house." If the old monk made a self-assertion and forced Xiaoan to return to the Tianlong Temple, it would not be bad.
"You don't have to worry, the master of the Tianlong Temple. It's not so arrogant, as long as you don't want to slap their genius disciples." If the heart seems to see through his mind, there are some temptations in the words.
"Why do I want to marry her?"
"You didn't think so." If the heart sighed and Li Qingshan was back on the seat, he suddenly said a word: "You know that there is a in this world."
"What?" Li Qingshan stunned. I don't know what she said suddenly.
"This is another story."
"Do you still want to swindle my Lingshi?" Li Qingshan's eyebrows picked. [叶子]【悠悠】
"Forget it, look at your talents, this story will be sent to you for free."
"You have to let me buy, I have to be willing, let me talk!"
"You are absent-minded, and you will forget it today. Wait until you set your heart and say it again! Go, go to the 100-seat scholastic." If you feel like you are standing up, walk toward the gate of Dongfu, with a mysterious smile on your lips.
More than a thousand Lingshi, I am not asking for you.
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In the no-leak temple, the Daxiong Hall, the crowds are still, surrounded by the left and right.
The tower of the tower hangs down, and the blue smoke reverberates. If the Buddha statue is low, it will smile.
Before the Buddha, the old and the young, sitting on the law, a dry like a wood, a delicate flower.
Listening to their words, the public is ignorant of what they are saying, and the mind is also understandable rather than understood.
Xiao An thoughtfully, from time to time bowing his head and thinking, it is often only a moment of effort, then looked up and continued to speak.
The Zen Master of the Lonely Light describes the face of the dryness, and the color is getting more and more intense. When I saw it a few years ago, I only set the name of the master. There is not much communication. Today, I intend to test her more than one or two. One can hardly live with her.
She has a unique approach to Buddhism and she has some insights. Although the understanding is mostly shallow. But sometimes sporadic whispers, but it makes him feel like talking to the same senior.
This so-called "shallow" is also compared with the first of the Bodhi Institutes, which he has been practicing for hundreds of years. In the inner disciples of the Tianlong Temple, no one can match it, and only the heart is amazed.
"Zhu Yan Bai Lu" is not a simple practice, but also contains a Buddha's life. It is equivalent to having a Bodhisattva as a teacher. In this vast Buddhist scripture, she points out a path. With this as the foundation, she has extensively covered the Buddhist scriptures and then rehabilitated her to practice "Zhu Yan Bai Ludao". The two complement each other and proceed step by step.
It is quite rewarding to have a discussion with the Zen Master of Silence. However, this Bodhisattva is a Bone Buddha. Therefore, Xiao An will not really tell the Zen Master the insights he has received in his heart. Otherwise, he will not appreciate it, but he will be furious and directly squander the means to destroy the Buddha. As a counter-attack.
Xiao An, the half mind is not talking about the Fa, but is thinking about the safety of Li Qingshan, but she has always been expressionless, and her speech is responsive. Even the Zen Master is not aware of it. If he knows that Xiao An is only two or three points to deal with him. I don't know what to do, it is angry dissatisfaction, or even more surprises.
Xiao An's black glutinous rice, the ancient well does not wave, through these eyes, this magnificent Daxiong Hall is a kind of transparent black and white color. Rich sandalwood, light and tasteless. The Zen Master's lips are open and closed, and the delicate Dharma spit out in the mouth is forgotten. The morning bells and drums are also ethereal and far away.
This is not because her five senses and six senses are not sensitive enough, but a colorless and incomparable realm that is close to the Buddha's cloud. The ordinary Buddhist disciple, who has been in the face for three years, can have this momentary feeling, and can be fully realized, and she is always in this realm.
Boom!
A loud noise was introduced into Xiao'an's ear. She turned back to surprise. Li Qingshan stepped into the Daxiong Hall. Unlike the surrounding scenery, he had extremely vivid colors, bronzed skin, sly eyes, and loud laughter. The sound broke silent.
Li Qingshan went to Xiao’an’s side and deeply worshiped:
In the next Li Qingshan, I saw the Zen Master of the Light, and Xiao’an met the famous teacher. Today, when I saw the Zen Master’s solemnity, it was a well-deserved reputation.

The Zen Master of Lone Light did not look at Li Qingshan, as if there was no such character at all, and only Xiao An existed in his eyes. As the first of the Bodhi Institute in the Tianlong Temple, even if he was placed among the practitioners who had survived the second day of robbery, he could be regarded as a strong man.
However, this move is not to despise Li Qingshan, the foundation-based monk, but his ambiguity. Before he met Xiao An, he had practiced for twenty years.
This closed-mouth is very famous in Zen, intended to put down words and persistence. However, in the Tianlong Temple, it is rumored that he did not practice spiritual practice, but he simply refused to speak, wasting time and talking about people.
For half a day, the words with Xiao An are almost more than ten years in the Tianlong Temple. If you let the disciples of the Bodhi Temple know, they will be surprised and wonder if their master is being faked.
However, it is clear that the Zen Master of the Light is not very much to see for Li Qingshan, who is rushing into the market.
Feel the whisper and whispered: "You should go out first!"
"In the past, I remembered that I had a relationship with the Buddha. I wanted to hear the deep Buddhist Dharma of the Zen Master, and see if I really had a chance." Li Qingshan rushed Xiao An and smiled. He looked for a futon and sat down.
Xiao An smiled shallowly, and the Fanghua was so fragrant that many of the monks in the temple were slightly stunned. Some of them were not enough, and naturally they gave birth to some hearts.
The meditation of the Zen Master is a wrinkle. He doesn't know what "the national color is fragrant". He can't help but think of the legend. When the Buddha became a Buddha under the Bodhi tree, the group of demons came to obstruct, and the illusion of the goddess confused the Buddha.
He has never seen a real goddess~EbookFREE.me~ But she smiled and fainted her body, from a Buddhist genius to a goddess. This is the first time I really noticed her appearance, and I felt that I was a little bit more worried. She was only a child, and it would be inevitable that she would not be able to read it. If she can really be spotless, it is incredible, more like a demon.
The Zen master of Silent Light turned to describe the dry head, and the eyelids returned to turbidity. Finally, they fell on the face of Li Qingshan. In the heart of the ancient well, there was a wave of ripples.
He is the only obstacle that hinders her practice!
"The Buddha's law does not pass six ears. I want to hear from me. Do you know that you can have this qualification?"
Different from the dry voices of the scriptures, the voice of the Zen Master suddenly became a tumultuous, magnificent atmosphere, mixed with a line of dragons, endless, falling from the sky, straight into the Li Qingshan Tianling.
Li Qingshan's face changed, and immediately gathered his mind, the soul of the spirit will be stirred up, the body seems to have a stream of current.
"This is Tianlong Zen singing!?" (Welcome to your support is my greatest motivation.)