Legend of the Great Saint

The so-called facade wall is both a Buddhist practice and a punishment method. For three years, the facade wall is to be confined for three years. In the past three years, not being able to communicate with people, not being able to move freely, not being able to have any entertainment, more horrible than going to jail, boredom enough to drive an ordinary person crazy, is also a great test for Buddhist disciples in heart.

This gift is extraordinary, but his heart is a bit of a restless disciple. He has always been the favorite disciple of the first master. If he had ever offered to go to the face of the cliff cave, he would be very happy. But at this time, I'm afraid he has the idea of self-inflicted self-infliction, the more genius the generation, the easier it is to decay than ordinary people.

“Did you really think about it? ”

“Yes!” Mindfulness kowtowed his head deeply on the ground, recalling that he had been in the Temple for so many years, all his pride and status, all dissipated with the word smoke, endless loss, sorrow came from it, tears as rain, cries.

When the master touched his head, he said, "Don't cry, don't cry. It might be good for you. ”

“Master, I'm ashamed of you!” Mindfulness held the leg of the Master, as if he was a child who had been entrusted, and returned to the temple for the first time. He was still the sight of Xiao Shamei.

“No, you've always been the best disciple of the division, you must cheer up!” I can't help but think of the Master.

The monks in the temple also followed the tears. Although the elder brother had many problems, he also took care of them. Now he has to face the wall for three years, and he also felt sad.

Li Qingshan rubbed his nose, his heart said: How do you feel that I and Xiao 'an are bad people?

After feeling crying, I seem to feel much more relaxed. Don't go past the master and the brothers, and go to the cliff stone cave surface wall to practice. From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Xiao 'an again. The child made him feel terrified. This fear did not come from the sword that Xiao 'an almost killed him, but from the fact that he cut off the Vajra's sword for easy shoveling.

Though it was only a brief moment, he felt a deep cold, restraining his power and his mind. His indestructible Vajra convenient shovel was broken under that power or his mind.

After reading the Master's eyes and sending his consciousness away, he turned his head and looked at Xiao An. Zhang Zhou didn't know what to say, should he be reprimanded? Is that a compliment? But either way, it doesn't seem right. There is only one thing that is quite certain. He has been a master of this child for not too long, "You became the # 1 Demonic Gong of Kong? ”

“Yes, Master. ”

Surrounded by the noise, the monks face each other, from each other's face, see the way they are now, "Vajra Demonic Gong" in the hundred provincial-level scriptures, has been counted as a powerful and intimate method of cultivation to the highest place can form the Vajra Shirley, like the kingdan realm of the Dao family.

Xiao An suddenly asked, "Master, are you scared? ”

After reading the corner of the master's eyes, he sang the Buddha in unison. He stopped for a long time, putting the waist card of the chief disciple in Xiao 'an's hand. "From now on, you will be the chief disciple of my Buddha family. Sitting in this position is not enough by force alone, but more sophisticated, able to withstand the doubts of the brothers and sisters of Buddha. ”

"“ Yes, Master. ”

After reading the master wanted to educate a few more words, he turned into a sigh, “Do not forget to follow the Buddha's will, love the same door, your sword should not be applied to the same door. ”

He didn't want Xiao An to take the lead position right now, but now in the temple, who has the ability to replace the consciousness position, even if it can, can sit there for how long, six months or three months.

As a result, Xiao 'an became the youngest chief disciple ever, if not for the existence of Li Qingshan, or the lowest chief disciple ever.

Xiao An wanted to refute, Li Qingshan pressed her shoulder and gave her a look, “If the master is right, thank you Master. ”

"'Thank you, Master. ”

After reading the master frowned and wrinkled his eyebrows, he said sternly: “Li Qingshan, Xiao 'an must not be disturbed until he has completed the first work of" Vajra Voldemort Gong ". It is my order. Why are you disturbed? ”

Lovers lost the identity of the chief disciple and went to jail on the facade. He had no worries. He could not attack Xiaoan. Naturally, he found Li Qingshan as the “troublemaker”.

“Can't a master, a hundred disciples, a companion, and a brother-in-law come to the island to find someone? ”

Li Qingshan hasn't spoken yet. One voice rang from the direction of Tallinn. Turning his head, he saw Liu Chuanfeng riding a giant white crane. The royal wind came. After he and Sun Fubai held tears, he brought out wine and vegetables and drank a few glasses together. After receiving the news, he was shocked and rushed here. Now Li Qingshan is his golden goose. If he kowtowed and touched it, the novelist could hardly escape to be abandoned. By then, he couldn't even find a place to cry.

“Master, why should you blame us if you feel like humiliating my novelist in public, damaging my friendship between hundreds of families, and hurting people if it's inconsistent?” Liu Chuanfeng jumped from Baihe Mountain and landed in front of Li Qingshan, a arch of hands.

Li Qingshan saw his blossom sleeve to the wind, and the green clothes floated. He really showed a bit of chill. For the first time, there was some improvement on him.

At first reading, the master was having a few anger attacks. He saw Liu Chuanfeng, who had been afraid to shrink in the past, also dared to come to him and yell arrogantly. He did not have to show his face in cash. He was not very dignified and heavily pressed.

Liu Chuanfeng bowed deeply: “I'm sorry, it's all my novelist's fault. Please forgive me, traitor, but don't make amends to the master? ”

Li Qingshan grinned. He had the urge to punch him in the mouth. With such a homeowner, why is the novelist not abandoned?

Eventually, things don't work out.

Li Qingshan took Xiao An back to Yunfeng Island for a tour. On the way, Liu Chuanfeng tried to gather up several times, and he avoided, wanting Xiao An to be influenced by this kind of guy.

Back on Cloudy Island, in the bamboo forest courtyard, just see where someone is waiting.

Changqing Liu, owner of the Confucian family, stood behind his back and listened to Lin Haitao for a moment before opening his eyes: “Not for many years, the scenery here is still so beautiful, but, unfortunately. ”

Liu Chuanfeng naturally knew what he meant by unfortunate, but could only smile and salute him. "Master Liu, it's been a long time. ”

Yet Liu Changqing did not seem to see him. He said to Li Qingshan in an open and honest manner: “Li Qingshan, what conditions do you need to quit the novelist, tell me. ”

Liu Chuanfeng did not see it as a person at all. Liu Chuanfeng smiled stifled, but did not dare to complain at all. The look for help turned to Li Qingshan, his face almost begged.

But Li Qingshan didn't look at him either. He was not overwhelmed. "Lord Liu, can you quit the novelist and enter another house? ”

Liu Chuanfeng's face was dusty.

Changqing Liu shook his head: “No, you can only quit as a disciple of a novelist, but I can recommend you a very good doorman practice, Tianhu Mountain Songtao Academy, has some fame throughout Qingzhou, its courtyard has been the leader of Jindan masters who have spent two days robbing, more promising than in the hundred sutras in Qinghe Province. ”

Liu Chuanfeng is desperate, no one can refuse such a good thing.

"'I'm sorry,' said Li Qingshan. 'Thank you very much, but please forgive me for not accepting this. ”

Liu Changqing frowned: “What conditions do you have? Do whatever you can. ”

Li Qingshan smiled slightly at Xiaoan and shook her hand. “No matter what the conditions, I will not accept it. We cannot be separated. ”

Liu Changqing said: “Did you know that there is a saying called," It's better to forget the river and lake than to get wet and foamy. "Separation is just a matter of time and night. You stay here. At her practice speed, you will soon be left behind. How can you be there? You go to Songtao Academy, come to Japan or see each other again, or do you want to borrow her for your own good? ”

Or follow the good temptations, or the clever words of each other, Changqing Liu, every word strikes the point.

Li Qingshan's smile on his face was unsustainable. Finally, he sighed, “Maybe you're right.

Xiao An felt tight, Changqing Liu smiled.

“But the way the world works, I've heard too much, and now I just want to go with my heart. My heart tells me that I want to be with her, to be honest, I don't believe in anything forever, but the longer the better. ”

He shrugged his shoulders easily, "until death separated us. ”

The wind was shaky, the bamboo forest was tao, and the light shook.

Changqing Liu has left, and he recognizes himself as knowledgeable, but when such a man says such words, he means that his faith, firm as a rock, cannot be shaken.

Liu Chuanfeng said with excitement: “Thank you, thank you!” The novelist escaped.

"'I'm not doing this for you,' said Li Qingshan. ”

Liu Chuan Fengdao: “Thank you, too. I will prepare lunch to celebrate your official joining of the novelist. ”

Li Qingshan said: “Now is the time!” But Liu Chuanfeng had hummed a song into the bamboo building, but he saw tear balls rolling in Xiao 'an's eyes.

“What are you touching? I'm doing it for myself. Didn't you hear me? I'm using you, you idiot!” Li Qingshan rubbed her little head.

As soon as Xiao An wept, he took a golden sparkling Dan medicine from his hundred bags and handed it to Li Qingshan. This is a reading master, given to Xiao 'an's Buddhist medicine, look at its spiritual light, even though it is not comparable to a spiritual dan like Dao Dao Dan, but it is also much more.

Li Qingshan smiled bitterly, “I'm just saying, you should keep it! ”

Xiao An insists, if you don't take it, I will cry.

Li Qingshan rubbed his nose. He had to take it. It felt strange. He threw these thoughts away. “Go, take you to a good place. ”

Deep in the courtyard, on the lake pavilion.

The rocking chair swayed gently, Li Qingshan held her in his arms, smelled the light sandalwood on her body, caressed her silky hair and looked at the lake light.

She closed her eyes like she was asleep.

“I'm doing it for myself.” He did not lie, and what was in his heart was not just the noble idea of taking care of her and protecting her. With her around, he can finally stop being alone.

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