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"It seems to be." Li Dingxun thought of the words on the mountain wall, the so-called Holy Land.

"Quickly talk to your grandmother, what did you see? Are there many people? Are they aggressive with you?"

"No one, no, someone, there is an old man who is kind to me and teaches me things."

"What did you teach you?"

"I don't remember, I fell asleep."

Li Meizheng laughed loudly, and was stunned by the dullness of her son.

She smiled and hugged Li Dingxun, led him to sleep, tucked the quilt, turned around and went out to talk to Li Piguang about the good news.

The bedroom door was closed, and Li Dingxun did not sleep.

But he didn't open his eyes either.

He felt that there was a white flower in the middle of his brain with only two petals, and a cold air flow gushing out from it, flowing down the spine, and under his belly, a coral-red four-petal flower poured into two, which was divided into two. Strands, one left and one right, turn from the side back to the eyebrows.

very funny.

After watching for a while, he was a little tired, and planned to go to bed. At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open again, and Li Piguang entered the house with a smile.

When his father came, Li Dingxun had to stand up to bow.

"Good boy, entering the Pure Land at the age of five, it seems that you have a destiny with the Bodhisattva! If you can have this blessing, the old man will be relieved."

Li Meizheng followed behind, tucked the eldest son back into the quilt, then sat on the edge of the bed and glared at Li Piguang, "Of course my son is blessed, but Xunzai said that an old man taught him things, but he didn't know what he taught. "Turn around and patted Li Dingxun's little cheek,"Come on, tell grandma, what did the old man say?"

Li Dingxun was in a daze, his eyes blinked three times, a few vague dreams in his mouth, and he fell asleep like this.

The couple looked at each other and smiled, but they had no more thoughts.

Sitting on the side of the bed and chatting for a while, they got up and left.

The next day, Li Dingxun got up early and stood upright. I don't know why, but he stood upright. Let him say to himself that he had a few braces in his body to support his movements.His progress was attributed to Bodhisattva's blessing by Li Piguang, as if entering the Pure Land is the same as enlightenment.

At noon, his younger brother Li Zhongshou ran over from the yard next door to look for him.

"Brother, can you see my conch?"

Li Dingxun was taken aback, his younger brother was talking about echo conch, one of the kid's toys.

"Why do you come here to find your own things?"

The four-year-old brother was a little clever, "Yesterday, I was throwing snails and they disappeared."

Echo conch, litter...

Li Dingxun sat by the pond and didn't want to walk around, so he said perfunctorily: "Okay, Brother will find it for you, go back and play."

"No, I want to play with Grandpa." After speaking, he ran back, and after a while, he carried a pile of wooden parts.

"This is the mechanical toy of Zhujian Villa?" Li Dingxun heard several people talk about this popular product in China.Through the channels of Pure Land Purchase and several major chambers of commerce, those gangsters can buy these gadgets all over the world.

The organ dolls are a type of characteristic of the Swordsman Villa. It is said to be a direct lineage of the pre-Qin Mohist school. The villa has also accepted many Luban heirs and public transmission heirs. After generations of painstaking research, they have reached the pinnacle of skills and even reached the state of psychic.

The younger brother Li Zhongshou loves to play, so Li Meizheng entrusted someone to buy a lot of fun things of this kind. The small dolls at Zhujian Villa are equivalent to the Lego toys of modern children, and those who have the conditions will not miss it.

Li Dingxun spent an hour with his brother assembling parts, finally assembled a small wooden bird, turned the clockwork, the bird flew around, and finally hit the head of the old man who was teaching, and the old man fell in fright. Pity him who came to class with a book in his hand, he was suddenly attacked when he entered the door, his butt was knocked green, and a small bag bulged on his forehead.

Therefore, for the next three weeks, Li Dingxun did not attend classes in his yard. In the afternoon, he knelt in front of the old gentleman’s guest room and recited poems aloud to the closed carved wooden door. If a wrong sentence is made, it will be heard. The old man roared, then let him play the board.

Li Dingxun grabbed the ruler with his left hand and patted the palm of his right hand five times, and then began to recite again, "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island..."

When the sun fell to the west, it was always a cloudy sky, a round of light fell on the wall of the pot ears, Li Dingxun's mouth was dry, listening to her husband's words, but his eyes were moving around, looking at the clouds and sky intertwined with pale golden shadows , Like a thick silk cloth, those dark cloud patterns are like dragons in the sky, chasing the hidden sun, and the sun will fall behind the wall, fall behind the mountain, the light still remains, shining, reflecting Diffuse, the night is also swallowing the sky like a giant beast.

There was a gust of wind, hoping to disperse the clouds at night, so that the moon and stars could come out through such a thick quilt, otherwise it would be very depressing?

Li Dingxun thought to himself, is the moon and the stars always there, or is there nothing behind the clouds, only when the clouds and fog disperse, the moon and stars will appear?

"Go back and copy "Shuo Rat", "Jian Jia"... etc., in block letters..." Mr.'s words are very muddy, with sputum in it, and his hoarse voice is even more weird, as if it is a high-pitched bass with a low-pitched voice. Comfortable midrange, "Okay, go back."

Li Dingxun woke up like a dream, "Thank you Mr.! Mr. Get well soon! The students quit!"

One night, in the quiet room, he found his brother's Echo Conch, in a corner by the door. No wonder he heard someone imitating him for the past two days.

Holding the shell and looking back at the window hole on the wall, Li Dingxun spread out his hands and held up a handful of moonlight, as if it were night dew and frost.

Chapter 139 The Way of the Buddha, the Stone in the Cage

Li Dingxun goes to the Pure Land every night.

That blamed old man would keep teaching him all kinds of exercises, many of which were just for him to write down and do not rush to practice.

In addition, it is to continue to teach some enemy experience and talk about some very cryptic content, Li Dingxun understands but understands.In fact, he doesn’t like this master very much, because this old man is very long-winded, always likes to reason, always loves to remember the past, whenever this happens, his words become vague and deep, giving people the feeling of two slates. Friction, not meaningful sentences.

However, the old man valued Li Dingxun very much. He praised Li Dingxun for his internal skills and said that he would definitely be able to practice the supreme method of King Kong Sect.

The old ghost always spares no effort to pile up gorgeous rhetoric when talking about his own exercises, but when it comes to martial arts of other schools in the arena, he disdains it. First, except for the inner strength of the diamond, the rest is rubbish, and then refutes the lion sect After training a reckless man, he finally despised the Shaolin School's internal strength, hesitant and slow, and lost the meaning of rigidity.

Li Dingxun, as the young master of the Lion's Sect, felt a little innocent, so he asked the old ghost, "So the martial arts of the King Kong Sect is No. 1 in the world? Why did he break the inheritance?"

He said these words like a needle piercing a balloon, and the old ghost's tone immediately lowered, and he replied faintly: "It can only be the number one in the world, I dare not say that it is number one in the world."

"What kind of martial arts is No. 1 in the world?"

"It's the palm of the Buddha's Sumi."

"Can I learn?"

"You? Haha, can't!" The old ghost was amused. "Not to mention that the Buddha did not leave a lineage at all. Just such a Mount Xumi is in front of you. The mediocre people in the world don't want to realize their true meaning." It was a bit out of breath, strange, how could a ghost be out of breath, anyway, his smile was exaggerated, as if he had vented a lot of emotions.

"Fortunately, your kid is really lucky, in the world, the only one who can give you a glimpse of the true meaning of the palm of Sumi is the only one!"

"I want to watch."

"No, you are too weak. You will be shocked into a fool when you see it."

"When can I watch it?"

"At least, after you open the crown chakra."

"Okay." Li Dingxun's answer was an understatement, which was regarded by the old ghost as ignorance and arrogance.

"Boy, you can come to the Pure Land of the Holy Path. This is the blessing of your previous life cultivation. Maybe you were one of the fourteen nobles back then, but not everyone is a genius even if they are. You are so arrogant. It’s big, then I’ll be hit and killed on the Brahma-self barrier..."

Li Dingxun closed his eyes and didn't listen to his nonsense, and stood up.