Legend of the Cultivation God

The words of the old monk are close to Sanskrit. Do not say that Xiao Hua is not here, even if Xiao Hua is here, he will not be able to hear clearly.

After waiting for the old monk to gimmick, he trembled out of the hall and came to a hut. The hut was very simple. There were only a few old wooden cabinets. The old monk fumbled from the wooden cabinet. A black hibiscus is opened. After opening, there are more than a dozen plaids. Most of the dozens of plaids are empty. There are only a few thumb-sized black beads in the bottom few plaids. The old monk stretched out his dry fingers and took out a black bead. He slowly put it on his mouth. He hesitated for a moment and put it back on the grid. The turbid eyes seemed to be staring somewhere in the air, and stopped for a while. From the beads... so many rounds, the old monk finally put the beads back into the grid, and the mouth is very trembling: "Nan no Maitreya Buddha, the disciples ask the Buddha to forgive!"

Said to cover the wooden raft, then put it back inside the wooden cabinet, slowly walked out of the lodge.

Xiao Hua naturally does not know that the Tantrics have always flourished on the Daxue Mountain. Their living environment is the most bitter cold. For the sake of the Buddha's reproduction, for the sake of the Buddha's law, it is of course impossible to taboo and marry, and Xiao Hua wants to refine the Buddha's merits. The law proves that the Buddha and the Buddha of the future Buddha can only be able to truly get the true meaning of the Buddha when they are shaved, so it is appropriate to have one of the Tantrics. Besides, "Bai Ye Ling Jing Jing" is the practice of the future Buddhist masters, and this Xiaoling Temple is also waiting for Xiao Hua for thousands of years on this snowy mountain. Everything seems to be all the way to the water!

However, Xiao Hua flying in midair. The figure is so slow, and my heart can't help but think: "Hey. Xiaomou... just to ask for a way! Really, just ask the way, no other thoughts, how come you encounter such a strange thing. what!"

Although Xiao Hua’s heart has already used confession and so on to convince himself, I think that I will be going to be a shame at the moment, and I want to be a future Buddha. I am more powerful than what Guanyin Bodhisattva is.

"What is this little Linglong Temple... Actually built a temple for a long time. Just to wait for Xiaomou? Wannian years ago... Xiaomou is where he is, Xiaomou doesn’t know it! Hey, since this million years ago The Buddhism predecessors already knew Xiao Mou, then... Does the current Buddha Lord know Xiao?

"Moreover, Xiaomou has been expelled from the wall by Yu Leizong, but after all, it is a disciple of real money, and then shaved. What is it? Even if it was the winter bamboo, there is no real shaving monk. What?"

These mixed thoughts and thoughts have been born before Xiao Hua, but now I can't help but take it out and think carefully, because the idea of ​​running away in Xiao Hua's heart is more and more strong, if not his own soft heart, if not The kind of piety of the old monk. He was already a wolverine. The key is that Xiao Hua does not want to hurt the old monk's heart, but also does not want to live up to the people's small Linglong Temple for many years without knowing the generations of the abbot's efforts and expectations.

Xiao Hua really wants to run! The temptation of Xiaoling Temple is too big, not only the Buddhist scriptures, but also the secrets of the Buddha. There are so many relics, if Xiaohua has these things. The cultivation of Buddhism will definitely skyrocket. However, although Xiao Hua is cheap, but this kind of hard work of others, he still reluctant to blacken his heart to the point of that, with his own false mind, swaying and cheating to pretend to be the future Buddha.

“Walk? Or don’t you go?” Xiao Hua didn’t fly until the sky above Yuchi’s, and his heart was still vacillating. It’s really a problem to walk and not go, so that he is really not determined.

The soup pool in front of you is a few feet in size. It is on the side of the cliff between the Xiaoling Temple and the foot of the mountain. The steam on the soup pool is filled with water, and the snow that falls into the soup pool is melted into water. The fall of the water and the rolling water surface disappeared in a moment. The water in the soup pond is blue, and the crystal is boiled between the tumbling. The left side of the soup pond produces a lot of spirit grass. One plant sways under the steam of the soup pool, farther away from the soup pond, and dozens of feet above the soup pond. The place is a pile of snow that is a few feet deep. The white of the snow and the blue of the soup pool complement each other. It looks very pleasing to the eye, just like a brilliant green bead set in white jade.

"Miao!" Xiao Hua was bored, seeing such a refreshing view, not knowing how to caress, and then seeing the clear is Tang Quan, there is a kind of impulse to bathe.

"And go to wash it~ Maybe you can calm down in your head." Xiao Hua figured down, standing on the edge of the soup pool and smashing his head, seemingly to get rid of the depression in his heart.

"Oh..." At this moment, suddenly a tiger whistle was born above the distant mountain road, and then a burst of wind blowing, let Xiaohua brow wrinkle, waiting for him to look up, just count Among the foothills of about ten feet, a white-footed tiger with a few feet of size rushed over with the snow, and the four hoofs passed by, and the huge plums fell on the snow.

"Hey..." Seeing is an ordinary white tiger. It has never been refined. Where will Xiaohua be afraid? I don’t want to release any pressure and Buddha’s knowledge, just standing there and watching it coldly.

I know, the white tiger is very fierce and rushed over. The fierce and majestic tiger eyes swept Xiaohua, only staring for a moment, then actually shook his head and went to the other side of the soup pool, and the blood bowl was big and long. I swallowed a few stalks of grass on the side of the soup pool, and then smeared my mouth with my claws. I made a few rolls on the side of the soup pool like a cat, sticking out my tongue and being close to the left. On the top of the grass, I licked a dozen drops of water from the condensed soup pool. Then... I slammed into Xiaohua and snorted a few times. I cheerfully explored the pace of some rhythm and walked quickly!

Xiao Hua, standing on the edge of the soup pool, looked a little stupid. In his eyes, these beasts... Which one is not evil? Which one saw that people are not swooping up? Which one is not trying to eat the blood of a monk? This white tiger... is it difficult to turn around? Will not eat meat? Don't want to drink blood? ?

"The world of bliss! The world of bliss!!" Suddenly, Xiao Hua is somewhat aware. "The bliss of human beings, there is no mourning, no troubles, no life and death! Although under the Buddha, there may not be such extreme bliss. But the beast does not eat people, people do not eat, afraid that it can do one or two? If the Buddha really has this power, how can Xiao even shave?"

Xiao Hua is in the rainy mainland, as well as the Tibetan immortal continent. He has heard many Taoist filths about the Buddhism, and he has seen the disdain of the Confucianism for the Buddhism, and he has seen the blackmail and the hypocrisy of the dust. In my heart, I have already had prejudice against the Buddha. Now I can see the piety of the old monk and the sorrow of the white tiger. I don’t feel puzzled in my heart, and even have the idea that the stone of the mountain can attack the jade. But when it comes to the key... shaving, there is still a flaw in my heart. What he wants is the Buddha’s cultivation method. It is not the way of cultivation of the Buddha. But if he does not shave, he will not get the Buddhist scriptures and secret techniques of Xiaoling Temple. Of course, Xiao Hua can also get Buddhist scriptures and secrets from other places, but isn't the Buddhist scriptures and mysteries of Xiaoling Temple not waiting for him for thousands of years? How to prevent Xiao Hua from tangling?

Xiao Hua, who struggled in his mind, removed his clothes and “噗通” fell into the pond. The water temperature in Tangchi was just right, and the depth of the soup pool was just right. Xiao Hua, who had his head out of the soup pool, took a long breath. A kind of smooth and infiltrating into the internal organs of the body! With this kind of comfort, Xiao Hua's soul must fly out in general, squinting at the misty half-empty, a blank in Xiao Hua's mind!

This blank was only a moment. Suddenly, Xiao Hua’s body shook, and the slight eyes opened open. A light green color of Huaguang emerged from his eyebrows, instantly spread all over the body, and then rushed into the soup pond and put into it. Within the stone wall of the snow-capped mountains, Xiaohua’s eyes open a kind of pure, and the net is as clear as a mirror of water, pouring Xiaohua into a heart, not only Xiaohua’s eyes seem to have torn a layer of spun yarn. It is his heart that seems to tear off all the filth, and his heart is very bright.

"This... What is going on here?" Xiao Hua was shocked. "Xiao Mou's road base has not been stable. Is it the impact of a baby?"

"Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua..." In doubt, there was a subtle voice in the heart. This voice was full of joy, even with a trace of trembling, and Xiaohua felt trembled.

"Who?" Xiao Hua stunned, if Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei, they would not call him, and they would all enter the space to talk to him in the mind.

"Xiaobai?" Xiao Hua even woke up after a while. After all, Xiaobai almost did not take the initiative to communicate with him. Today is the first time.

Almost without thinking, Xiao Hua rushed to the mysterious cloud before the mysterious cloud, and the mysterious cloud at this time is different from the previous one. Now the heavenly land deed is not only deeply engraved on the surface of the mysterious cloud, but also wrapped in Tianwei The green color on the ground is very strong. In particular, above the greenery, there are a lot of gold wires mixed with it. This gold silk flows from time to time in the green, and flashes with the shade of green. It’s the same as breathing, and there is a lot of thunder between the land and the land. The broken silk is connected into pieces, a trace of a trace, or rich, or thin, but every shredded wire seems to be There are endless powers. Xiao Hua has tried the strong atmosphere of these broken silks last time. Now that the broken silk is so complete, where does Xiao Hua dare to try?

"Fast, fast come in!" Xiaobai was urging in the mysterious cloud, and Yuhua, who stood outside the mysterious cloud, could perceive the sound of the screaming scream of Xiaobai...