Legend of the Cultivation God

The boy is not alone. He is flying a weird bird about ten feet behind him. The bird is three feet in size. The two-foot feather is black and white, with wings and wings. The roots are dark, and the tip of the wings is pure white. In particular, the neck of the bird is very long and has five feet. The five-foot neck has no feathers. If you look carefully, a layer of pale The color of copper emerges from the depths of the neck. On the back of the bird, there is a woman dressed in a palace dress. This woman is also the age of the double ten. It seems that the appearance is not particularly outstanding. The big eyes, slightly rough eyebrows, are quite windy, although the skin is extremely It is white, and the hand that can hold a soft sword is very big. Even if a gold plaque is inserted on the hair like a cloud, it will not make people feel particularly coveted.

"Amitabha..." The boy flew near, and saw that Xiao Hua’s hands were in the same place, and he also said the Buddha’s name. “Poor and kind, don’t know how the monk is called?”

"Barren...Tip, I have seen the master of Cihui..." Xiao Hua heard that he was a monk of the "ci" generation. He did not feel secretly surprised and hurriedly replied.

A gentleman and a monk, he said: "You... how do you call Tip? If you are a Tantric, can you choose the law in my Buddhism?"

"Master..." Xiao Hua smiled bitterly. "Before, it was a disciple of Buddhism. It was not a shame to be a monk. It is because there is no real law. Today is a good day for poor shaving, but... this elder Suddenly returning to the West, there is no time to give the law to the poor!"

“How is it possible?” The green lion of Cihui has already set foot on the mountains of the Snowy Mountain at this time, and Cixi simply jumped off the blue lion. I walked over to the old monk's body and looked at it. I turned to Xiaohua. "Since it is going to be shaved, it is natural to prepare the law number before today, fill it out to the degree, and send it to Leiyin Temple. How come you got to the shave, there is no law number?"

"This...inferiority doesn't know!" Xiaohua still smiled. "The barrenness is not from the snowy mountains. Today is just passing through the snowy mountains. I saw a small temple above the snowy mountains. I just want to come in and ask for directions. I had thought that the elder had already reached the point where the oil was dry, in order to pass on the ancestors of the Tantra. The poverty was difficult for the shaving. The result was not finished until the shaving was finished. The elder had already returned to the west, so the poverty is still poor. There is no law number!"

"Ci Hui Xianyou..." At this time, the woman riding the strange bird also walked down from the air and smiled. "Whether it is the word of my Confucianism, or the name of your Buddha, it is just a mark. Is it true that the fairy friend has to find a suitable law number for the Tipo fairy friend?"

"Amitabha, the poor!" Cihui boy heard, immediately laughed, "Cihui is mentioning Hui, Tip is also mentioning Hui, thank the female Tan Yue reminder."

"The Tantric disciple is less. This small temple on the big snowy mountain can't find a disciple~" The woman smiled again. "I am afraid that the master was just on the big snowy mountain and was seen by the old monk. He was hurried to others." Cheat to the temple?"

"Amitabha, the female Tan Yue said!" Ci Hui is not angry, smiled. "Into my Buddha's door, I must rely on good roots. Without a few years of cultivation, it is impossible to worship my Buddha. This monk must also have a Buddhist relationship. Today Only then can the shaving degree enter the wall of the Tantric.

The woman naturally had long been acquainted with Ci Hui’s defense. She smiled and said: "You are the first in the debate of the Buddha, and there is the wisdom of the ninth. How is the little woman your opponent? How do you say it? ”

"Amitabha, the female Tan Yue has said a lot!" Cihui wants to look at the mouth again, but think about the woman's just assertion, smiled and shook her head to look at the old monk's body.

The woman looked at Xiao Hua with a smile, and asked: "The little monk, I ask you, can the vision of the big snow mountain gold body be related to you?"

"This..." Xiao Hua hesitated slightly. This is to be denied. I can think about it. This snowy mountain is very cold. There are no temples in the vicinity, and these two people must come to the vision just after they arrived. How can I easily deny it? Besides, now that I am a strange face, even if I reveal the cultivation of the door, what?

"Yes, it is the vision of the time when the poor is shaved!" Xiao Hua simply admitted, "Who is the female donor? Why not self-reported?"

It is a pity that the woman was interested in seeing Ci Hui and did not answer Xiao Hua’s question.

"Oh? When you are shaving, there are hundreds of miles of thoughts to add?" Cihui heard, a touch of eyebrows, although asked, delicious gas is not particularly surprised.

Xiao Hua listened to music, but his face hurriedly changed into a panic. He whispered: "I don't know how to be poor. If you are poor, you know that when you are just shaving, there is a lot of wind. Even the poor, shaved hair is blowing. Go, and the old monk was at that time, and the barren was in a hurry, and he did not pay attention to the extent of these powers."

"Amitabha, the monk really has a foundation! I don't know which brother you are a reincarnation!" Congratulations in Cihui's mouth, but I can look up at Xiao Hua from the top of my eyes and ask, "The poor only know that the Tantric disciples are dressed. Tibetan red robes, don't know why monks wear yellow robes?"

"Where do I know!" Xiao Hua turned his eyes and said, "This is the arrangement of the old monk. If the master feels that there is a problem, he can ask the old monk."

"Question?" Cihui is very strange about Xiao Hua's eyes, and this "question" seems to be different from the monks he usually sees.

The woman next to me said in a timely manner: "Ci Hui Xianyou, if it is said that the Tipu fairy friend said so, are you afraid that you have already lost? Xianyou not only has to go there with the little girl, but also invites the Tipp fairy friend. Going together?"

Cihui listened, and there was a bitter smile on his face. He shook his head slightly: "Amitabha, this is not enough for poor cultivation. The heart of the heart can not be erased. Now it falls into the calculation of the female Tan Yue. ”

"Xianyou, can't say that!" The woman smiled and said, "If you meet, there is a fate. If you shouldn't go there, fear that you won't meet a little woman today? And, if not you should Go there, how can you make this bet with the little girl to leave?"

"Hey, I’m afraid I can only say this!" Cihui once again smiled bitterly. "There is a shortage of squares. I just remember that the condensed golden body needs to be able to add strength, but I forget that the reincarnation of the predecessors also had the power to add."

The woman smiled and said: "The conditions offered by the little girl are also good. Is it because you are not coming for these conditions?"

"Maybe?" Ci Hui said nothing, turned his head and smiled at Xiao Hua. "The monk, the poor, there is a good thing here..."

When Xiao Hua heard the "where" and "the place" in the two populations, he immediately lost his interest. He has just become a baby, and the situation is not stable. He does not want to go to any danger. What he has to do is to retreat. ! Moreover, the spatial context above the Daxue Mountain is unstable. If Sun Hao said that he would not want to transit through the East China Sea and the South China Sea, he must rush back to Xiaoyu before the collapse of the space.

"Don't go!" Xiao Hua shook his head with the rattle, and waited for Ci Hui to finish his words and immediately shouted, "There are other things in the barren, waiting for the skin of the old monk, and taking out his relic. To be poor, you must leave here quickly..."

“Leave here?” The woman’s smiling face showed horror. “The little master is already in the temple... he is not here, but where to go?”

Xiao Hua’s language is over. He can’t say arrogantly that this temple was built to wait for him. Can't you say that there is no meaning in the temple when he comes to it?

"Lazy little monk!" Ci Hui smiled. "You are not sure about the secrets of the Tantrics. Now that you have just entered the Tantrics, your Master has returned to the West. You must now abandon the temple and escape. It is really a pity for poverty. Can you not wake up to your practice in previous generations?"

"Amitabha..." Xiao Hua also smiled. "There are Buddhas in the eyes. Where is the Pure Land world not a Buddha? There are Buddhas on the body. Which one is not a practice? What is the Buddha in the heart? Where is the mountain and the stone? Isn't the temple? The master is not in the temple. Blue light, how to run to the big snowy mountains?"

Cihui listened to this, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his hand: "Amitabha, the poor is wrong! The little monk has just been shaved in this life, but several generations of Huigen are still there. Before the barren, I still want to recommend the monk to go to other temples. It seems that it is a big mistake now!"

"The master is right, the poor is not right, and there is no difference in the heart." Xiao Hua still smiles and smiles, not to be merciful.

Cihui's face changed even more. He could hardly believe his ears. He looked down at the old monk on the wooden board. He looked up at the self-satisfied Xiao Hua. He stepped back and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, barren." ...have been taught!"

Seeing that this young monk is so strange, Xiao Hua is quite proud. He does not feel that he can have the kind of high-pitched realm that Ci Hui thinks. But many times he can see through the eyes of the observer. Speaking of the realization, and it seems that Xiao Hua always has a blockbuster posture when it comes out, but it also shows that whether it is Buddhism or Taoist, cultivation to a high realm, there will be similar works.

Cihui bowed, Xiaohua was proud, and the woman in the palace next to her grinned, and couldn't help but open her mouth: "Ci Hui Xianyou, it is one thing to do, it is one thing! This year on the snowy mountain Snow, if the sky and the sky can hang in the clear sky today, the herdsmen of Daxueshan don’t have to go through such a bitter cold. If you can say, I can say, anyone can say, but who can What did you do?" (To be continued.)