Vol 2 Chapter 63: Zen Machine

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Xu Qi'an's state is like a bucket of cold water pouring on everyone's heart, letting the high atmosphere fall back, and the cheers gradually disappearing.
"The little monk on the mountainside is the one who sat at the Nancheng Heroes Terrace for half a decade."
"It is said that Buddhism's King Kong is undefeated, indeed undefeated. In the past five days, many heroes and heroes took the stage to challenge, and no one could break his golden body."
At this moment, the people in the capital and the people from outside the arena again recalled the fear of being dominated by Jingsi's King Kong body.
I remembered the power of this delicate monk.
Some people who do not live in Nancheng, after inquiring about this, their reaction was fierce:
"This happened? You don't want to hear it. Rumors in the market tend to be exaggerated and untrustworthy."
"It's not an exaggeration. I also know that a very powerful swordsman made a shot some time ago. It is said that summoning a stone as a sword is quite good. But I still lost in the hands of this little monk."
"Buddhism is too strong, compared to our people, it seems difficult and difficult."
The people in the capital were frustrated.
From the battle between Jingsi and Jingchen and the teaching of the Fa, to the arrival of the Fa scene last night, Buddhism gave the people in Beijing a great impact, and a powerful impression was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
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"The poor monk remembers that Xu Ningyan's fascinating knowledge is "Heaven and Earth Cut with One Sword", can he still have the energy to make a cut?" No.6 Hengyuan shook his head, folded his hands together, and sighed:
"The second level of the Diamond Array is the fighting. He only has the power of a single sword, but he ran out of strength in the Eight-Ku Array."
Chu Yuanzhen couldn't help but smile and said, "No. 6, you are too deadheaded."
Hengyuan frowned puzzled.
Chu Yuanzhen didn't answer, and continued: "However, unless he can cut the second knife and break through the second knife of the Eight Torture Formation, otherwise, he can't cut Jingsi's golden body anyway."
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In the pergola, a fierce debate is underway at this time.
"If you don't have enough energy, you can rest. There is no time limit for this fight. As long as Xu Qi'an can make a cut that is not weaker than the previous one, breaking the diamond formation will not be a problem."
After a honourable man had expressed his opinion, he immediately attracted refutation from others.
The one who retorted Weihaibo was also a noble man, and his cultivation level was not weak: "With that cut, Weihaibo thinks that a seventh-rank martial artist can cut it out?"
The surrounding dignitaries listened to the debate between the two and listened very carefully.
Mounting beckoned, and said crisply: "Uncle Weihai, Uncle Pingding, you two make it clear. Dog... how confident is Xu Qi'an breaking the diamond formation?"
Ping Dingbo is a middle-aged man in his early forties. He is in prime of life. He has a burly figure and a bright tiger eyes. Hearing the question of the second princess, he stood up and said:
"His Royal Highness, from the perspective of a minister, Xu Qi'an has no chance of winning."
Mount Mount frowned: "Why do you say this."
Uncle Ping Ding sighed, "Xu Qi'an is only a seventh-rank martial artist, and the golden body of Monk Jingsi can't be broken even by Chu Yuanzhen, let alone him."
A civil servant frowned and said: "Uncle Ping Ding knows something. Although Xu Qi'an is a seventh-rank, he is strong. He has twice smashed the record of a sixth-rank copper-skinned and iron-boned warrior."
Uncle Ping Ding shook his head: "The undefeated Buddhism King Kong is comparable to the bronze and iron bones of the warrior. Besides, this little monk has been sitting in Nancheng for half a decade. If Xu Qi'an could win, he would have already shot, why has he been forbearing?"
The vocal ministers nodded, and Ping Dingbo was a noble honor, and participated in the battle of mountains and seas twenty years ago. His vision is not bad, since he said that, it is mostly true.
I thought about mounting for a long time, but didn't think of a rebuttal, so he said in a spirit: "Uncle Pingding, how can you grow other people's ambitions and destroy your prestige, what good will Xu Qi'an lose to you?"
Uncle Ping Ding said helplessly: "The minister is not aspiring to others. Xu Qi'an represents Sitianjian in the fight against the law, but also on behalf of the court. The minister also hopes that he can win, but...the win is too small."
You should know that most of the civil servants and female relatives present were laymen. Just now, seeing Xu Qi'an cut through the battle, confidence suddenly rose, and the faces of all of them bloomed with smiles.
But now, after listening to the analysis of Ping Dingbo, an insider, the civil servants and female families also realize that the situation is not optimistic.
Wei Haibo snorted and said loudly: "Bo Pingding, how do you know Xu Qi'an can't make a second cut?"
At this time, the monk Jingchen who had been meditating all the time said, "The sword was just taken, it must be Jianzheng who borrowed his power. Otherwise, with a seventh-rank martial artist, how could such a terrible sword aura be cut?
"Seventh rank martial artist has limited physical strength, how can he withstand the indoctrination of that power?"
Uncle Pingding shook his head, which is what he wanted to say.
The pergola was silent everywhere, the civil and military officials bowed their heads to drink, and the female family members turned their heads deliberately, not to see the Buddhist monks.
I have nothing to say, but I am not convinced.
"Father, what do you think?"
Miss Wang looked at Master Shoufu with a smile.
Wang Shoufu said lightly: "Look more and talk less. It's too early to make a conclusion at this time."
Even if he believes that Xu Qi'an's fighting method is difficult to win, he is already thinking about the next candidate, but after the face slap just now, Wang Shoufu can no longer jump to the conclusion.
Dignified first assistant, will not fall twice in one place.
"I have an idea."
Miss Wang smiled, looked at Monk Jingchen, and said loudly: "This master, the eight bitter formations are used by Buddhist monks to sharpen the heart of the Buddha. It has nothing to do with combat power. Even a high-rank martial artist can hardly break the formation easily. ?"
Monk Jingchen nodded, "Instead of letting a high-rank warrior enter the battle, it is better to find a naive."
Miss Wang Yanran said: "Master Du'e just said that Dafeng has three opportunities, right?"
"natural."
Miss Wang's delicate and gentle face revealed a bright smile: "Now that the eight bitter formations are broken, even if Xu Qi'an is exhausted and unable to pass the diamond formation, the court will send a high-rank martial artist to break the formation. Could the diamond formation on the mountainside be blocked? "
Monk Jingchen was taken aback, then frowned without saying a word.
Everyone's eyes lit up, and there was a sudden sense of openness, and all kinds of thoughts fluctuated.
No one knew the reason why Jianzheng chose a seventh-grade bronze gong fighting method, and was secretly confused. Now that Xu Qi'an has broken through the eight hardships, Miss Wang's family has pointed out the interests again.
Everyone's thoughts opened instantly.
"It turns out that Xu Qi'an is a pawn, can he come out? Change to a high-grade warrior to break the formation."
"Well, in terms of high-grade martial artists, there are many in the capital. I want to be able to break through the Buddhist golden body."
"As far as the martial artist is concerned, our Zhenbei King is the well-deserved first person."
The topic gradually turned to Zhenbei Wang.
Miss Wang was in the limelight, and she casually glanced at the area where the guard was located, and was delighted to see that Xu New Year was also looking at her.
Before the two people met, Miss Wang calmly looked away.
"It is the female family member of Wang Shoufu's family who just talked about? It seems to be his daughter..." Xu Xinnian looked back disgustingly, his perception of Wang's family was very poor.
Because Wang Dang and Wei Dang are political enemies, the Wang Dang has persecuted eldest brother several times, and these Xu New Year are all in my heart.
He has long regarded the royal party as his future imaginary enemy.
"The King of Zhenbei is hailed as the most talented warrior in the two hundred years of Dafeng. It is a pity that he is not in the capital, otherwise it would be impossible for this group of bald donkeys to be arrogant."
Xu Xinnian heard the woman around him comment.
"This woman knows a lot. This knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary women, and I don't know where the eldest brother met such a married man." Xu Xinnian secretly said.
"My eldest brother is also a martial arts wizard." Xu Lingyue said.
The woman smiled without arguing.
But Xu Lingyue heard the meaning behind the smile. It was too lazy to argue, just like a person holding the truth, disdain to argue with a strong word.
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Foshan.
Xu Qi'an rested for a while and continued to climb up the steps. He didn't encounter any more barriers along the way and came directly to Monk Jingsi.
At this time, Jing Si, like gold casting, exudes a faint golden light.
Envy, if I learn this kind of magic, my whole body will be brilliant..........a word naturally appeared in Xu Qi'an's mind: the golden gun will not fall!
"Master Jingsi!"
Xu Qi'an stopped, sat down on the steps below, and said, "Can I rest for a while?"
The little monk Jingsi sat cross-legged, smiling and nodding: "The donor may adjust his breath."
Xu Qi'an raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid that I will strike again."
Monk Jingsi smiled and said: "The donor's meridians are burning with fire at this time, can he withstand the strength just now?"
"It's not a question of being able to bear it, but the skill needs to be cooled." Xu Qi'an grinned.
The body is like a container, overloaded with external forces, entering the sage time at this moment. But this is only one of the reasons, and another reason is that he can no longer mobilize the power of sentient beings now.
It's like he can only pick up money once a day, and has to wait for tomorrow to continue to pick up money. That's why the skills need to be cooled.
Mobilizing the power of sentient beings with the number four secret method...The secret method should be just a means. The core of the problem lies in me. I can mobilize the power of sentient beings... I suspect this is weird. The upgraded version of luck.... Obviously, Monk Shenshu knows this ability, so Jianzheng will naturally know... I remember that Monk Shenshu said that he He is the same kind of person as me, and even he is parasitic in my body for this reason....... This is a little bit scary!
Xu Qi'an thought to himself.
"Has the master been a monk since childhood?" Xu Qi'an chatted casually.
Monk Jingsi nodded.
"Does the master practice Zen or martial arts?"
"Dual cultivation of Zen and Wu." Jing Si replied.
Is there such an operation as Zen and Wu dual cultivation? The talent of this young monk is amazing... Xu Qi'an nodded and said, "I heard that Buddhism emphasizes first entering the world before being born again. The master has been a monk since he was a child, and he has no family. What kind of family?"
Monk Jingsi heard that Xu Qi'an wanted to discern Buddhism from himself, and said: "Being a monk refers to cutting off the troubles and entering the empty door. The donor does not need to chew words.
"The poor monk practiced Buddhism since childhood, walked the Western Regions, tasted all the sufferings in the world, and tasted all the sufferings of life."
A who tastes all the pains of life, you, a person who has never experienced even mortgage car loans and sky-high price gifts, told Lao Tzu to taste all the pains of life?
Xu Qi'an complained inwardly.
"What do you think of the master?" Xu Qi'an asked.
"Scraper!" Monk Jingsi made a concise comment.
"It's too early to say, the master has never touched female sex, how can she know that female is not the most beautiful thing in the world."
The conversation between the two of them heard every word in the ears of the onlookers.
"Isn't it the Vajra array? Why did you start talking about Buddhism?"
"Where is Buddhism? I'm obviously talking about female sex. This adult is a jewel of every word. It's in my heart."
The men invariably showed "hehehe" smiles.
The woman blushed and took a sip in secret.
"Oh, what the dog minion said about these nonsense." Biaobian blushed and bowed his head slightly.
"Mother, my eldest brother is getting more and less serious." Xu Lingyue stamped her foot.
Aunty didn't speak, a little embarrassed.
Xu Ershu was both embarrassed and ashamed. What nonsense is this kid talking about? There are many high-ranking officials and dignitaries here, and there are thousands of people onlookers. If it is difficult to be elegant, don't vomit it.
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"Poor monks have never experienced female sex, but female is as fierce as a tiger. This is something that has been passed down from generation to generation, and the donor should not use strong words." Jing Si is unmoved.
"As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get a tiger!" Xu Qi'an retorted.
Jing Si was stunned: "What is the interpretation of the donor's statement?"
Xu Qi'an stopped talking.
"If you don't get into the tiger's lair, you won't be a tiger...what does this have to do with beauty?"
"Perhaps, there is a profound truth in it, but we can't investigate it?"
Doubts flashed in the hearts of everyone outside.
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"The official has a few things I want to ask the master," Xu Qi'an stared at him, and said with a smile: "Have you ever supported your parents? Have you worked a home? Have you picked up a and farmed?
"Buddhism does not produce production. It requires pilgrims to support you when you recite sutras all day long. The official asks you, what sutras do you recite and what Buddha do you recite?
"If you walk in the world as a bystander, you can realize the suffering of all beings? There are eight sufferings in life. You only experience life in pure thinking, and nothing else.
"You are just a fake monk."
Jingsi pondered for a long time, and replied: "Buddha views everything in the world, and naturally understands the sufferings of the world."
"it is good!"
Xu Qi'an nodded, took out the black gold long knife, and cut a wound on his arm. He covered the wound and looked at Jing Si:
"Does the master feel pain in me?"
"How can there be no reason to add a blade to the body without pain." Jing Si put his hands together.
"Then do you know how painful I am?" Xu Qi'an asked again.
Jing Si was silent. He had a diamond guard, and the blade could not harm him. He really couldn't answer.
"Master still don't understand," Xu Qi'an sighed: "This is what you call "view". You only know how painful I am, but you don't know how painful I am. You only know the suffering in the world, but you certainly don't know how much it is.
"You can't even understand the suffering of the common people, so how can you save sentient beings? Isn't it a joke, this official tells you a story."
Jing Si did not speak, but made a listening gesture.
"One year, there was a severe drought in the world, and the people had no rice to eat, and countless people starved to death. A young man from a wealthy family heard this and said in surprise. Does the master know what he said?"
Jing Si asked, "What did he say."
Xu Qi'an stared at the little monk Jingsi with a mocking smile, verbatim: "He-no-food-meat-mince."
Monk Jingsi was struck by lightning, his pupils slightly enlarged and his face dull.
"well said!"
"The little monk has nothing to say, look at it, the little monk has nothing to say."
The crowd outside cheered loudly.
The monk is best at arguing and talking about Zen, and one mouth can produce flowers, but no one can say it, but Xu Qi'an's words made the little monk from the Western Regions speechless.
This feeling is to defeat them in the field where Buddhism is best. From the perspective of the onlooker, the degree of sourness is even faster than that of Xu Qi'an.
Morale boosted.
The princes of the court watched silently, and they couldn't break the Diamond Formation with a quarrel, to see what Xu Qi'an had.
At this time, Xu Qi'an threw the black gold long knife in front of Monk Jingsi, and said in a deep voice, "Master, if you think what the official said is wrong, if you think you can really experience the suffering of the people, why not try it."
Jing Si raised his head and muttered, "Experience it?"
Xu Qi'an nodded: "Remove the undefeated King Kong, and with a slash in your arm, you will be able to understand the pain of the official and the true Dharma, instead of eating meat."
"No, no..." Jing Si shook his head, as if persuading himself not to try: "If you take the King Kong undefeated, I will lose."
"The four monks are all empty, but the master is so persistent in winning and losing, and he has fallen behind." Xu Qi'an followed the temptation:
"After losing a battle, the master saw a wider sky and experienced the true Dharma. The master decides which one is more important."
The four monks are empty, so you shouldn’t cling to winning or losing... Why not eat meat, why not eat meat... Monk Jingsi's expression gradually became complicated, showing a look of entanglement and struggle, he slowly stretched out his hand , Holding the black gold long knife.
Xu Qi'an picked up the corner of his mouth.
"So that's the case." Chu Yuanzhen praised: "Jing Si has been practicing in Buddhism since he was a child. Perhaps the Dharma is profound, but he has lost a bit of the experience that has been deposited in the world. This is his flaw. Xu Ningyan is really witty."
Jing Si is like a child of a family with unusual talents. He has been practicing in the clan since he was a child. He has strength, but his mood is not perfect, lacking experience and precipitation.
"Amitabha Buddha." Hengyuan chanted the Buddha's name, feeling sad.
He thought of Henghui, his younger brother, who was also an extremely gifted Buddhist disciple, but lacked worldly experience, moved the mortal heart, and caused catastrophe.
Beautifully done! The civil servants' eyes brightened and cheered secretly.
Attacking the city as the next step, and attacking the heart as the top, this step coincides with the art of war and is so wonderful.
Compared with fighting and killing, Xu Qi'an's operation of breaking the Diamond Array gave the civilian officials a sense of identity.
I couldn't help but reappeared that thought: It's a pity not to read it!
Instinctively, the next thought emerged: Xu Pingzhi is not a son of man.
Wang Shoufu nodded secretly, Xu Qi'an's operation made him feel like he was stunned. This was a countermeasure he had not thought of before.
At the time of the tax and silver case, he did not know Xu Qi'an, who really paid attention to him after the Sangbo case. Suddenly realized that the future of this son is unlimited.
It's a pity that Wei Yuan's people can only be enemies, not allies.
When it was, with the chanting of the Buddha's name, a voice echoed in the sky: "Jingsi, you have taken a picture."
While this sentence rang in the ears of everyone, it also spread into the picture scroll, ringing in the ears of Monk Jingsi.
The handsome young monk, like a dream junior high school, withdrew his hands like an electric shock, put his hands together, and kept chanting the Buddha's name.
Gradually, his eyes regained clarity.
"Asshole!"
Wang Shoufu threw his cup and got up, furious, "Du Er Luohan, can Buddhism not be able to lose?"
Behind Wei Yuan, the nine golden gongs stood up at the same time, pressing the handle of the knife.
Monk Jingchen said indifferently: "Jianzheng can help secretly, why can't Buddhism?"
He insisted on Xu Qi'an's knife just now, it was the supervisor secretly assisting, or he had planted corresponding methods in his body in advance.
Wang Shoufu sneered: "You Buddhism has the final say in the truth in this world? You said that Jianzheng will help, and Jianzheng will help."
The dignitaries showed anger on their faces, and they were generally restrained. The onlookers and the jealous people in the arena no matter so much, there was a lot of anger, and even the behavior of rushing into the forbidden army.
"Shameless bald donkey, this is clearly fraud, we don't care, the diamond formation has been broken."
"Dignified Buddhism is so shameless, if today's fight against Buddhism wins, we don't recognize it."
"..."
Master Du'er turned a deaf ear to the shaking verbal abuse, glanced at Jingchen, and said lightly: "Why don't you look the same."
"The disciple is convicted." Jing Chen bowed his head.
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The monks off the court can hear the conversation between me and Jing Si.........Can it be like this? The fighting method includes both literary and armed fighting, each relying on his ability, and forcibly intervening outside the court, this is too much...Xu Qi'an was annoyed.
He stopped talking immediately and vomited cross-legged.
A quarter of an hour later, Xu Qi'an opened his eyes, retrieved the black gold long knife, and retracted the scabbard.
Holding the handle of the knife, Xu Qi'an said loudly: "I only made one knife. This knife passes, and I am arrogant."
The sound is spread outside through the picture scroll.
Only one knife? !
Regardless of the layman or the insider, whether it is a commoner or aristocrat, after hearing this sentence, they feel incredible.
Is it angry?
Xu Qi'an precipitated all emotions, converged all qi mechanisms, and the aura in his body collapsed inward, and his dantian was like a black hole. This was an indispensable process of accumulating energy in a slash between heaven and earth.
Since you are cheating, don't blame me for opening up... He closed his eyes, his mental power collapsed and retracted simultaneously, and he was hooked to a huge energy and blood in his body.
That is the essence and blood of monk gods.
On the way back from Yunzhou to Beijing, Xu Qi'an absorbed this drop of blood and resurrected with the blood of an immortal warrior, but part of his power was still deposited in his body.
When Xu Qi'an saw Du'er Luohan let Jingsi into the battlefield, he immediately realized that he couldn't get around this "King Kong" anyway, and the undefeated King Kong blessed by the Buddhist secret realm was impossible with Xu Qi'an's power. Cut away.
At that time, he was hiding in the Sitian Prison and communicated with the gods and monks. Sitian Prison was the site of the warlock, so there was no need to worry about being detected by Du'er Luohan.
The advice given by the monk Shenshu is: mobilize the essence and blood in the body to vent out the remaining indigestible power.
This power does not expose the existence of the monk Shenshu. In order to allow Xu Qi'an to absorb the immortal essence in the blood, the monk Shenshu has already worn away its "attributes".
It is essentially just the essence condensed by Wufu.
The power deposited in the body revived, it melted into Xu Qi'an's limbs, and turned into pure Qi.
There is no wind in the Buddha realm, but Xu Qi'an's long hair has no wind. He still closed his eyes, like a sleeping overlord, waking up a little bit.
The world will tremble and tremble for his recovery.
"What's the matter, am I dazzled? How do I feel the world is shaking?"
"It's Foshan, Foshan is trembling, Foshan is trembling..."
Outside the court, someone suddenly shouted in surprise: "It's Xu Qi'an, he is about to draw his sword."
No one is blind, and they can see that the Foshan shock caused by Xu Qi'an.
"Amitabha!"
Jingsi's hand squeezed the tactics and stood still, but the clouds in the Buddha's territory moved, and shreds of golden light poured into the golden body.
As a result, the golden body became more and more radiant and rich, bursting out with ten thousand rays of light, just like the rising sun.
Chamber resists!
Huai Qing suddenly got up, stepped out of the pergola and looked up. In her eyes, facing the bright golden light, she stared firmly and held her breath.
More people stood up and walked out of the pergola. They raised their heads, their eyes widened, and they even forgot to breathe.
Including Wang Shoufu.
Wei Yuan slowly got up, paced outside the pergola, and said leisurely: "The Dapeng rises in the same wind in one day and soars for 90,000 miles."
Is this also what you expected, Wei Gong! ? The golden gongs looked at his back.
Keng!
The sound of drawing a knife resounded like thunder.
There is no such a knife in the world, so much attention, affecting the hearts of countless people.
There is no such a resolute knife in the world, as if to cut everything, rather than jade.
Of course, there are no such fast knives in the world, so fast that they can't be caught by the naked eye.
However, the eyes of everyone outside the field clearly saw the golden body shattered, and saw the layers of golden light being blown away like mist, it was the incomparable blade intent that drove the golden light.
This King Kong, who had been undefeated outside the South City for half a decade, had been cherished by the people in the city for five days, and finally lost.
On the court, Xu Qi'an stood proudly.
Jing Si sat down, the knife marks on his chest and abdomen penetrated into the bone, and broken organs were visible. His face was pale and he couldn't maintain the meditation posture.
The fragments of golden light reunited and merged into his wound, repairing his flesh and blood.
"I said, I only made one cut!" Xu Qi'an said lightly.
At this moment, 10,000 people in the capital lost their voices.
There was a silence of about four or five seconds, and then, suddenly, a sound came.
Some screamed, some cheered, and even tears filled their eyes, sweeping away the suffocation that had been for many days.
"My Dafeng is Kyushu orthodox, and Wenzhi Wugong is number one in the world!" a scholar hissed.
"Xu Shikui's martial arts is the best, the best in the world."
At this time, everyone remembered the words from the secret realm just now: I only made a knife!
Until now, they did not understand the confidence and pride in this sentence.
Standing on the top of the star-gazing building, Emperor Yuan Jing faced the sound and saw the passionate and passionate people.
"King Kong formation, broken."
The old emperor showed a heartfelt smile: "Jianzheng, you are sure, good, very good, and Xu Qi'an is also very good, not wasting the court's cultivation."
"Since ancient times, a hero has been a boy..."
Miss Wang heard her father mutter in a low voice.
It is indeed a great hero...Miss Wangxin said, she glanced around and saw many familiar ladies, looking at the steps of Foshan, the young man standing proudly, her eyes obsessed.
Among them, there are some ladies who still have the charm, their eyes are aggressive, scorching, and staring at the young man unblinkingly.
Even the champion is not as good as him. Miss Wang added something in her heart.
Bang Bang, Bang Bang... I heard my heart beating like a drum, it was more intense than ever in more than 20 years.
Seeing the elder brother with boundless scenery, Xu Lingyue was a little silly.
My aunt gave a "tsk tsk", "Master, after this battle, the threshold of our house will be stepped on by the matchmaker...Master?"
Xu Pingzhi's eyes were tearful and his face was full of relief.
The elder brother is getting stronger and stronger. He is advancing bravely and diligently in martial arts, and I can't fall behind too much...Xu New Year quietly clenched his fists.
Even when Duke Huai was young, he was not as dazzling as he was... the old aunt thought.
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"Master, cultivate well."
Xu Qi'an put the knife into its sheath and continued climbing.
After walking through the cloud-filled mountains and forests for a quarter of an hour, the front suddenly opened up, with chaotic rocks, sparse vegetation, a huge linden tree, and an old monk sitting under the tree.
Xu Qi'an knew that this was the third pass~EbookFREE.me~ and he had almost reached the top of the mountain at this time.
Through this level, there should be another level at the top of the mountain, and the last level...Xu Qi'an puts his hands together: "Master, what are we comparing to this level?"
The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and said leisurely: "The donor's heart is not quiet."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was the old Zen master.........Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, and asked, "Why be quiet?"
"If there is a calm mind, there will be Dharma, if there is Dharma, there will be a Buddha, and if there is a Buddha, you can transcend the sea of ​​suffering." The old monk replied.
"Why do you want to transcend the sea of ​​suffering?" Xu Qi'an asked again.
"Why not detached?" The old monk asked rhetorically.
"Why detachment." Xu Qi'an raised the bar.
"Why not detached." The old monk said leisurely.
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"What are they talking about?"
"Speaking of Zen machine, I don't understand this."
"Do you understand? Then you tell me."
"Nonsense, if I can understand, I will become a monk. However, it is because I don't understand, that's why it contains mystery."
"That's it."
The people outside whispered to each other with different reactions. Some people frowned and chewed their conversations word by word, trying to realize the principle of Zen.
Some people nodded slightly, or shook their heads, looking like they were enlightened.
Then, everyone, from the imperial clan to the common people, heard Xu Qi'an say:
"Master, let's talk about humans, I was just talking nonsense."
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PS: The little mare has gone too far! ! ! ! I have been mocked by several authors.
At most two chapters, this story is finished, relieved, oh, it's not working right now, I have to continue.
Today is such a big chapter, I said at the end of the morning single chapter.