Chapter 1052: Three hundred fifty six

Chapter 1052 Chapter 356: Name
What is cultivating Buddhism, to put it bluntly, but the two words of truth.
It's just that regardless of the truth of any school, it is only a one-sided truth, not a comprehensive truth.
Yankong is also a Buddha who has read through the scriptures. Can he still understand the five poisons of greed, hatred, ignorance, slowness, and suspicion?
It’s just a matter of reason, and the hardest part is whether you can really practice it.
Because the cost of learning doctrine is too low, the sages carved wisdom and doctrine on stones, recorded them in books, and wrote them on paper.
People just look at or listen to it and think they have the truth, but in fact, this is not even a fur.
It's as if some eloquent speakers are full of high-sounding truths, but what they do is not as good as pigs and dogs.
So the real decision whether a person understands the truth is not based on how many books he has read, which teacher he studies with, or how he was born, but how he treats others.
When Yankong is dealing with the victories and defeats of others, he is naturally able to have a mind like that of Yanshan, but he cannot be calm in the face of his own victory or defeat.
The supreme Zen mantra, a successor to the heart sutra without suffering and dying, the youngest Zen monk Vajrasattva in five hundred years, was defeated by a man in Longxi who didn't even have a name.
The Buddha, who thought he was sitting firmly on the cloud and overlooking all living beings, was pressed into the earth by a mud leg, unable to even struggle.
Such a demon, how can it be comforted by simply letting go.
The other party clearly knew his origin, but after defeating himself, he handed it to Wutang so lightly, and sent three warriors who were not even in the fierce world to him.
In Yankong's view, it was more like a humiliation.
This defeat of Long Xi caused Yankong to have a heart demon, which no one had expected.
And not far from Yankong's quiet room was Tang Luo's quiet room.
Although Tang Luo's physical body was weakened to an unprecedented level due to the loss of spiritual power, the Wufu Shenzang developed by the Immortal War Body was still retained. Although those enhancements to the five senses were weakened, they were still much sharper than ordinary people.
Therefore, the dialogue between Yanshan and Yankong was heard in his ears without fail, and he called out to death!
It's really a narrow road and long love.
God knows how this evil star has come back again, and he looks like he has suffered. If he is found out by the other party, he will definitely not get out of his current physical condition.
After all, the biggest benefit of condensed minds and souls is that as long as the Dao Heart is firm, it can be recast countless times.
It's not like imitating spirits or seeking the truth, and walking the path of the unity of spirits and souls, once the spirits and souls are injured, the spirit will be weakened.
Yankong looked miserable, but under the magical effect of Cihang Baoguang, it would not take long to recover his combat power.
And I have to wait for the Xingzi’s spiritual power to infuse, and it will take at least three years to regain full prosperity. At the moment, even if all the spiritual power accumulated in the past half month is used to continue the meridian and recast the body, it is a drop in the bucket. It is better to wait five. Fu Shen Zang produces innate energy to repair the flesh.
Just as Tang Luo was screaming in his heart, the door to the wing room was suddenly opened, and it was Brother Tian who came again with the small urn.
These days, he would come once every three or five days, pouring the unknown herbs in the small urn into Tang Luo's mouth like a duck, and then babbling about something, but Tang Luo never responded to each other once.
After all, he couldn't speak now, and he had to use spiritual power to collide to speak out. If the spirit is still there, he can make the heaven and earth aura out, but now it is all his own spiritual power, so he will naturally not waste it on speaking.
But today Yankong suddenly appeared, but Tang Luo realized that he must do something.
"You have to think of a way to get me out of here!"
Brother Tian, ​​who was administering the medicine, was frightened by the sudden sound. The dark green medicine immediately smeared Tang Luo's small half of his face, and flowed turbulently along his cheeks toward the neck, bed, and pillows.
Some of Tang Luo, who is a sanity addict, feels the taste of the concoction crawling and slipping off his body, and he can't wait to steam it with spiritual power.
"sorry Sorry!"
Realizing that it was the person who was feeding the medicine, Tian Geer quickly apologized in embarrassment, and took out a quick rag and wiped it casually.
With the help of the rag, the traces of the concoction spread everywhere and dyed Tang Luo into a green-mouthed and green-necked monster, making Tiange chuckle.
Facing Tang Luo's murderous gaze, Tian Geer took the rag away casually, and comforted him: "Oh, don't stare at me. Although you are green now, you feel very healthy!"
This is a conversation that no one can talk about for a long time by himself. If he is allowed to play by himself, this style of painting is uncertain where it will go.
Enduring the discomfort of the liquid medicine on his face, Tang Luo repeated his spiritual power in a low voice: "Think of a way, I have to leave here as soon as possible!"
"Huh, did you think of Big Brother when you used it?"
Brother Tian pulled the chair to the side of the bed, sat down with a comfortable Erlang leg, and threw the rag on Tang Luo's face. He said in a bad mood: "I have been here so many times and said so many things. It's pretending to be dead here, now it's squeaking, why did you go early!?
The strong and bitter medicine smell of the rag went straight to his nose, and Tang Luo's eyes could still see that the unground medicine was slowly falling because he couldn't hang the rag. This was undoubtedly the most horrible scene for a cleanliness patient.
The medicine dregs were about to fall when he watched. Tang Luo could only tell him: "If you have something to say, please remove the rag first!"
Obviously there is no ups and downs of spiritual sound, but Tian brother can hear the meaning of fear and prayer, which makes him almost unable to laugh out loud, but the benevolent brother still moved the rag away compassionately, making the poor The cleanliness patient escaped.
Tang Luo, who had seen the sky again, hadn’t slowed down, he saw Brother Tian slipping the rag covered with medicine dregs and green liquid on both hands, hanging over his head. Seeing this posture, he seemed to let go of the rag at any time. .
"What are you doing?"
"I ask, you answer, as long as I am a little dissatisfied, the rag will fall down, and then your face will become dirty and green!"
"mean!"
"This is wisdom!" Tian Ge'er frowned proudly: "Say, what's your name!"
"Rotang."
"Luo Tang?" Tian Ge, who repeated his name, said suspiciously: "Isn't this a fake name?"
"Swear in the name of Han Sheng, if it is a pseudonym, write the name and surname upside down!"
It wasn't that Tang Luo deliberately wanted to deceive Brother Tian, ​​but that he was alive and he always wanted to be fair.
A person who is false from name to appearance asks your name. Would you say it honestly? Even if you want to be honest, you have to wait for the day when both sides show their true colors!
"Well, count you honestly."
However, Tiangeer, who preconceived that Tang Luo was a descendant of the Han family, heard the other party swear in the name of Han Sheng, naturally he did not suspect him, and was very satisfied.
(End of this chapter)