Chapter 45:

The monk is also a Buddhism leader.The Qingxuzi can't help but give him face.After he has spoken, he can only take He Huan to the other end of the lake. Degree is a monk.
While comforting yourself in your heart, you can see that He Huan ’s behavior of biting his ears is clearly blasting, and he is unwilling to become a monk before he has the hand. On the other hand, he faintly thinks that the first generation of demon heads will be hosted by Daleiyin Temple. This is quite in line with He Huan's definition of a happy ending. In addition, the words of Lianlian who invites Lian will definitely make him discouraged. Maybe he really cut off Hongchen and sent all sentient beings.
As soon as he thought about it, he couldn't help but give a glare to Bu Yaolian, who was bandaging himself, and scolded in his heart. If He Huanfei got away, the little master must have chopped you up.
Bu invited lotus for so many years is naturally also a ruthless character. As soon as he received his anger, holding the bandaged hand was a force. He sucked a bite out of his pain. He touched the sword and cut it. He couldn't wait. The ground drew a sword to welcome it.
As a result, He Huan, a demon repairer, was walking in Xuanmen, and the two inheritors of swordsmanship of Tiandao had to fight first.
He Huan, who was so busy on their side, was naturally invisible. They followed the monk strolling along the shore of Luoxian Lake. The familiar scenery here was a little hurt when he first arrived, and he is now used to it.
Luoxian Lake is the core of Xuanmen. Because the heads of all generations have fallen here, the surrounding plants have never been planted with gorgeous flowers and grasses. Only a green bamboo forest on the periphery surrounds the green pines and cypresses, and the past is full of tranquility. If He also followed, he would find that the layout of Qingyun Temple is actually very similar to this place. Perhaps, no matter how loud He Huan got in the magic road, what he can feel most at ease is the lake and mountains that can never come back.
With a bit of nostalgia, he looked at the calm lake. He Huan knew that he and the Buddhist monk were only involved in Gongfa. Seeing that the monk didn't mean to open his mouth, he asked spontaneously: "The master came to me, but for the bliss that I practiced? "
Gaya Bodhi doesn't like to talk nonsense, he already knew it, and he just came out and said, "Now that the gluttonous donor has been let down, why not follow the poor monk to return to the Daleiyin Temple to purify all beings. In this way, you are with the dust of Xuanmen It's fine. "
He Huan understood what he meant. Buddhism did not care where the disciples entered the Buddha, and there has always been a tradition of cultivating magic. If he followed Gaya Bodhi, he could learn the authentic bliss method to break the obstacles of ascension, and a generation of demon heads would put down the butcher knife and convert to my Buddha. It would be a good story on the rivers and lakes. If in the past, there is no concern about left and right, it will probably go, but now it is reluctant.
After he has practiced bliss, he always comprehends the Tao of Heaven. At this time, he does n’t need to explain more. He just said,
Without me in my heart, there is pure land under the whole world. With me in my heart, I live in pure land, and my heart is in earthly dust. Why care about all idealism? Where are you? "
Jiaye Bodhi's pseudonym was left empty-handed to observe at Bliss Palace for a long time. He Huan knew whether or not he had a Buddha fate. They never met him but they practiced the exercises under his own door. They also practiced very transparently with evil spirits, which is quite destined. Now that they have seen him without any change, they have become more and more fond of it. Unsuccessful, he asked, "Goodness! Excuse me, what is bliss?"
Seeing him so happy that his master-apprentice fate is really good. Whenever he meets, he is a rare master who is rare in the world. It ’s a pity that no matter what the Buddha's door is, if he is going to be with him, after all, he will not tolerate the world, and can only live up to these good intentions.
There was some sigh in his heart, but his answer was sincere and heartfelt, and it was all his own personal experience of living these years. "Thinking and not thinking, pain and hate, sadness and injury, worrying about staying overnight, pitying the person in front of you, is Bliss. "
Hearing the words, the monk's eyes were even more colorful, and he quickly sighed together: "Great good! Blessings, I can't help but heaven; bitter joy, from the heart can't help you, you have reached the state of bliss!"
It is indeed the Buddhist leader who has practiced bliss to the extreme. At this time, after hearing He Huan's words, he already knows the gains he has gained today. He Huan ’s state of bliss has been stagnating for many years. I thought it would be harder to move forward in this life. Who knows why the kiss broke all the bottlenecks. The practice that hadn't been seen for a long time suddenly ran quickly, until now I still feel that The flowers full of joy are blooming one after another in the world.
He admired a monk for his extraordinary eyesight, and He Huan naturally nodded and admitted, "but only a little bit in the state of mind."
He Huan's face was born very well, and now the spring breeze is alluring, but the monk saw from the corner of his eyebrows the already happy blissful mood of the person, and he couldn't help but admire the talent of this person again, and he was still afraid of him It was a moment of ecstasy, and only asked: "The poor monk still has one last question, who is making the donor aware?"
He Huan has always been a very sane person. He can even recall his painful past while calmly analyzing the psychology of each person in the past, and make a complete plan to achieve his goals without interference. However, at this time, he was not hesitant, and only said softly, "My sweetheart."
In just three words, Moxiu's eyes, which had been covered by frost and dust, seemed to be reinjected into life. The eyes were bright and pulsed. His eyes carried endless flourishing peach blossoms.
With only one look, Gaya Bodhi knew the results and did not entangle. He just chuckled: "As long as the person is in the heart, he will never fail. The donor's fate is not over, and the poor monk will not force himself."
He Huan knew that without this person today, I was afraid that he might not be so relaxed. He was really grateful to him. It is rare to see him so sensible now, and he promised: "He Huan will never forget the grace of today, master in the future If asked, they will certainly help. "
"The donor has a good destiny and good results, everything is his own cause and effect. The four monks are all empty. As long as the living beings are peaceful, the poor monk is at ease."
The monk didn't make slang words, and the words of Gaya Bodhi were embarrassed. He Huan heard his expression move slightly, and saw that he felt something. The monk knew that he had completed his merits and he would stay soon, and he said goodbye.
"In the past, there was only the world in the donor's heart, but he forgot that he belongs to the world. The so-called bliss is not to deny ourselves, but to use me to make people happy with me. Now that you understand this truth, your state of mind is finally complete. It is complete, why should the poor monk save you? Go, go. "
This monk came so chicly and walked freely, stepped on Jinlian's blink of an eye, and watched the plain monk robe go away. He Huan suddenly remembered the Tsing Yi priest he saw when he opened his eyes for the first time in this world. This Buddha is a top monk in the world. Although his dispositions are very different, some places are the same.
In the past, whenever I saw Master independent on the shore of Luoxian Lake, Bu Qingyun thought that he would become the same person as Master in the future. At that time, he thought that he longed for the position of Xuanmen, so he gave up all the fun of young people and became the most qualified Xuanmen master. After entering the devil, he thought that he longed for the Master to be strong enough to change the practice of the world, so he worked hard day and night and finally entered the same period of robbery. Only then did I realize that what originally touched me was the kindness of someone to help me in the event of trouble.
Bu Qingyun only remembered that his wish was peace in the world, but in the process of red dust, he gradually forgot why he had this wish. At first, he just wanted to be a good person like Master.
He did not expect that it would be so difficult to be a good person in this world. He thought that his pain was because of the difficulties and obstacles on this road. It turned out that all he needed was approval. As long as there is someone in the world who is sure that he has chosen the right path, he will be able to put down all grievances and never mention it.
Also the heart is good, although nine deaths, he still has no regrets. This is the monk's attachment to Daoxin. He couldn't see his future in the past, but from now on, he also wanted to be a monk such as an old Taoist monk and a monk.
Gaya Bodhi's affirmation wiped away the last ray of dust from his heart. He Huan was a little afraid of seeing Qingxu Zi, but now he decided to face everything calmly. In the past, he had seen the practice of the world, but he didn't learn how to love himself, and how he taught him, so now he won't feel ashamed in front of anyone.
With this feeling, he floated back to the bamboo house by the lake, but he could not see the trace of Qing Xuzi. He saw that he had asked Lian Zhengzhen to draw a cross, and did not understand what was going on. He only asked: "How can there be only You two? "
It was a joy to see him come, and he stepped forward to check it and asked, "I know you can't become a monk, what about the monk? Go?"
Seeing that they were going to stick together as soon as they met, Bu invited lotus still couldn't accept two faces exactly the same as Bu Qingyun, kissed me and my weird picture, even though the gloomy face warned: "Master respects the lake in a hurry The edge of the jujube tree was broken, and now it is only a little treatment and you will return soon. Focus on yourself. "
There is only green bamboo and cypress on the shore of the Lake of Loxian. The jujube tree is specially planted by Qingxuzi for the sake of making pastries for the two apprentices. Even at this time, it is extremely precious. With this in mind, the three of them were silent at the same time, knowing that the young man with a virtual heart was really a rare and good master in the world, but none of the apprentices at the scene were reassuring, and the fighting mentality faded for a moment.
Although Bu Qinglian loves and hates Mo Qingyun, she respects Qing Xuzi very much, knowing that she cannot be good today. After a long while, she finally asked the two people the most important question: "Who, who are you? Is it really Bu Qingyun? "
Gently glanced at him, the dust in the eyes of the man in red had disappeared, and naturally he would not be entangled. He only said: "I have already told the world that there is no more Qingyun in this world. The only paradise is the magic repair He Huan."
He said this, Bu Yaolian's eyes turned to what is most like Bu Qingyun, but at this time all the secrets of the three people were revealed, and He Su naturally would not be afraid of He Huan's sadness any more, and then sold him. Don't look at me, you are sorry for him. "
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