Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan stood up and opened his eyes. He even had to take revenge after the spider.

The anger of the tiger demon has been incorporated into his skeleton, revealing a slight hint. Mortals can be frightened to death when they see it. Even practitioners have to jump in their hearts and create a little fear.

But the heart is just a tea tasting with the old god in it. Li Qingshan didn't put this pie in his eyes. The corner of his mouth still seems to have a slight smile. They had been able to provoke each other to win, and now she's in a good mood for a win.

Li Qingshan grinds her teeth. She really can do something about it. Even though she is a tiger, she can't extend her claw teeth to her friends.

And angry, in fact, in his heart, there is a rare calm and quiet. Taste the tea, listen to her tell stories of East Lassi pulling, from the shadows of the ground, as if a tiny bit had faded from her body.

In the trance, he ceased to be a moon demon and recovered some of his human feelings. The tight heart string also relaxed. Then it is up to her, if she waits for the idle man, to blackmail his spirit stone, also depends on whether there is a life flower.

In order to hear the full story, Li Qingshan had to recharge the fee.

Rusheng smiled and said: “Thank you for your hospitality. There are many more to make up for! ”

Fortunately, after the success of the “plot” of the heart, there was no deliberate lengthening of the story, and briefly told the story again. Forgive me, but there is also a near-universal stone.

“Chu Tian, this is really bad news.” Li Qingshan said casually, but didn't pay too much attention to it. These jumping clowns are no longer worth his effort.

More importantly, the lonely Zen master is taking Xiaoan to Tianlong Zen Yard.

Although Li Qingshan had plans to accompany Xiaoan, the timing was a bit off.

The trip to Tianlong Zen Court can never be solved in three days and five days. Even three years and five years is fast. The problem is that he has just laid the foundation here in Qinghe Province and has not yet been able to harvest the results. It would be a shame to leave now.

Now that he has forcibly unified the night travelers, the collection of spiritual grass is no longer Nagon as it used to be. Instead, it is directly scratched, and the harvest is bound to be more than it has been in years.

Moreover, the resources of the underground can be fully utilized, and long-term transactions with hundreds of households can be attempted, with absolutely no incomes.

Although ordinary dandelions are no longer useful to him, as long as you accumulate enough spirit stones, you can go to Ruyi County and even better places to buy dandelions that you can't share.

This is as if a farmer, painstakingly cultivated, sprinkled with a little sweat, could not wait until the autumn harvest season, let him abandon the field and open up new fields. It is also unwillingness to put it on anyone.

And the hidden dangers behind the Rose Spider have not been resolved, and it is even more unlikely that they will just leave.

Of course, there is also a way to let Xiao An practice alone in Tianlong Zen Yard. Li Qingshan stayed in Qinghe Province to do what he should do.

However, Li Qingshan never even thought about this approach. As promised in the past, only death can separate them.

Li Qingshan fell into contemplation and his face changed for a while. He suddenly stood up: “I will go to the hundred scriptures to see.” Wouldn't it be bad if the old monk took Xiao An back to Tianlong Zen Yard on his own initiative?

“You don't have to hurry, Master of Tianlong Zen Court, as long as you don't have to marry their genius disciples.” The heart seemed to see through his mind, and the words had some conjectural meaning.

“Why would I marry her?" ”

“You just don't think so.” When his heart was relieved, he pressed Li Qingshan back to his seat and suddenly said something that was not marginal: “You know, there was a god in this world. ”

“What?” Li Qingshan stunned for a moment, wondering what she was suddenly saying.

“It's another story.” Smile like a heart.

“Are you still trying to cheat on me?” Li Qingshan's eyebrows picked.

“Never mind, for the sake of your kindness, this story is free for you. ”

“If you let me buy it, I'll have to buy it. Come on! ”

“If you're distracted, forget about it today. Let's wait till you set your mind! Go, go to the Hundred Sutras.” Stand up like a heart and walk towards the Gate of the Cave, with some mysterious smiles at the corner of your mouth.

This 10,000 or more spiritual stones, I don't want you for nothing.

……

In the temple, Daxiong Bao Palace, the monks were silent, surrounded by the left and the right.

Ta Xiang dropped in a circle, the green smoke echoed, like the Buddha's low brow with a smile.

The Buddha was old and small, sitting and speaking, one as dead as wood and one as delicate as flower.

Listening to their words, the monks were blind to their clouds, and the consciousness seemed to understand rather than understand.

If Xiao 'an thinks about it, he bows his head from time to time and meditates, often with a moment of kung fu, he heads up and continues to say.

The face of the silent Zen Master is becoming more and more delightful. A few years ago, I saw her, I just decided on the teacher's name, and there was not much communication. Today, Japan intends to point to her. One, two, general defenses, none of them can hold her back.

She learned a different path in Buddha and learned something from herself. Though most understandings are still somewhat shallow. Sometimes it makes him feel like he's talking to the same predecessor.

And this so-called “shallow thin”, compared to his centuries-old Bodhisattva, is the first of the inner disciples of Tianlong Zen Court, fearing that no one can compare with it, the heart can only admire it.

"Zhu Yan Bai Jiao" is not a simple practice of kung fu, but it also contains a Buddha's heart and heart, equivalent to a Buddha as a teacher, in this vast Buddha's scripture as the sea, to show her a path. On this basis, she broadly covered the Buddhist scriptures, and then turned her head to practise "Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road". The two are complementary and gradual.

Talking to the Lonely Zen Master, I also found it very rewarding. However, this bodhisattva is white bone bodhisattva, so Xiao An will not really inform the Lonely Zen Master of the understanding gained in his heart. Otherwise, he will not be praiseworthy, but will be furious, directly thunderous means, to destroy this traitor who defamed Buddha.

Xiao 'an's half-hearted God is not in the theory, and is thinking about Li Qingshan's safety, but she has always been faceless, speech-responsive, not even a lonely Zen master noticed, if he knew that Xiao 'an was only distracting two or three thoughts to deal with him, he would not know what the opposite was, anger, dissatisfaction, or even more surprising.

Xiao An's dark eyes, the ancient wells do not waver, through these eyes, this golden magnificent palace of masculinity is a black and white color as if it were transparent. Intense sandalwood, light and tasteless. Lonely Zen master lips open, exquisite Buddha spew in his mouth, forget it after ear. The morning clock twilight drum is also small and distant.

It's not that she's not sensitive enough, it's a colorless realm near the Buddha's cloud. Ordinary Buddhist disciple, face wall for three years, can feel this instant, can fully enlighten, cultivate into great progress, but she is always in the middle of the world.

Boom!

A loud noise entered Xiao An's ear. She turned back with surprise. Li Qingshan stepped into Daxiong's palace. Unlike the surrounding scenery, he had extremely bright colors, bronze skin, golden eyes, and a loud laugh broke the silence.

Li Qingshan walked to Xiao 'an's side, deeply worshipped him: “In Xiao Li Qingshan, I met Xiongguang Zen Master, Xiao 'an had to meet a famous master. Today, when I saw Zen Master Bao Xiang was solemn, it was truly true that he was famous. ”

Lonely Master Zen did not look at Li Qingshan, as if there was no such person at all, only Xiao An existed in his eyes. Being the first Buddha's House in Tianlong Zen Court, even among the practitioners who have survived the second day of robbery, he can be regarded as powerful.

However, this move did not belittle the founding monk Li Qingshan, but rather his resourcefulness. Before he met Xiao 'an, he had practiced silent meditation for 20 years.

This silent Zen is very famous in the Zen sect and is meant to put aside speech obsession. However, there are rumors in Tianlong Zen Yard that he is not practicing meditation at all, but simply unwilling to talk, wasting time talking to people.

In half a day, he said more to Xiao 'an than in Tianlong Zen Court for ten years. If the disciples of the Bodhi Hospital knew, they would be surprised to close their mouths and wonder if their master had been impersonated.

Obviously, however, Master Lonely Zen did not look forward to breaking into Li Qingshan.

And he whispered, “Brother, why don't you go out first? ”

“Every year when I read the Master, I said I had an affair with the Buddha. I wanted to hear the deep Buddha's Law of the Lonely Zen Master to see if I really had an affair.” Li Qingshan smiled slightly at Xiaoan and sat down with a futon pan knee.

Xiao An smiled lightly, instantly aromatic, so that many monks in the palace were slightly flashed, some not enough to hold, naturally generated some lust.

The lonely Zen master frowned, he did not know what the “national heavenly incense” was. He could not help but think of the legend that the Buddha came to obstruct the Buddha when he became a Buddha under the Bodhi tree. The illusion of heavenly women confounded the Buddha's heart.

He had never seen a true celestial daughter, but she smiled and faded away from Buddhism, from a Buddhist genius to a demonized celestial daughter. This was the first time I really noticed her face, and I thought I was a little over-conceived. She was just a child after all, and it was inevitable that there would be some uncleanness. If she's really spotless, it's incredible, more like a demon.

The lonely Zen Master turned to describe the dead head, his eyes recovered cloudy, finally landed on Li Qingshan's face, the ancient well did not waver heart, suddenly a wave.

He is the only obstacle to her practice!

“The Buddha says that you want to hear my scriptures, but you don't know the owner. Do you qualify for this? ”

Unlike the dry voice of menstruation, the voice of the lonely Zen master suddenly became rolling, restored to the atmosphere, with a line of dragons, constantly dripping from the sky, straight into Li Qingshan Heavenly Spirit.

Li Qingshan's face changed and immediately closed his mind. His soul was all shaken up. He seemed to have a strand of current passing through his body.

“This is Tianlong Zen Singing!?” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)