Legend of the Cultivation God

Ci Hui glanced at Xin Xin and smiled: "The detailed location of Xin Tan Yue did not explain with Xiao Yan, but the general location of Xiao Xiao knows that the round trip is absolutely within 20 days."

"Well, in this case, the old man will go with the Xin Tan Yue!" Guzhen listened, and there was already a decision in his heart. "The old man can return to the temple in just over a month."

"Good~" Xin Xin caressed, "With the masters of Guzhen Master, there is a certain degree of grasp in the next!"

Solidly waved: "The old man has some unnecessary Buddhist magical powers, but he can't expect anything about the fairy. He only hopes to get the ancient Buddha's color under the guidance of the female Tan Yue. Oh, in addition, in addition to this thing, one should be within the forbidden land. Nothing is needed for the old and the old, and the specific distribution of the old man is not asked."

"Amitabha, thank you for your ancestors!" Cihui knew that this was what he said to him, and he did not dare to neglect. He hurriedly thanked him.

"Since the master has decided, I will wait until the past!" Xin Xin urged, "I will try to leave more time for the master to come out."

Xiao Hua, next to "Xin Shizhu..." smiled bitterly. "Where, where should you go to tell Xiaoxiao?"

"Oh, naturally!" Xin Xin said with a smile. "I am not afraid to tell you that there is a saint river! Even if you know that it is a saint river, there is no guidance under it, you can not find the place where the forbidden land is!!"

"Sage Jiang?" Xiao Hua a glimpse, the solid side of the next is also a glimpse, the two almost almost the same channel.

"Is that the sage in the Three Rivers and the Four Rivers?" Xiao Hua screamed, this sentence is said, but there is still a sentence he did not shout, "Sage Jiang ... actually in the world of bliss?"

And Guzhen is closely following Xiao Huadao: "It is the saint Jiang who is the sage Jiangzang Tianzi sword, the emperor sword out of the town of Kyushu. This is really beyond the old man's thoughts."

"Yes, that is the saint Jiang!" Xin Xin is very proud of it. "Which is the sage of the Pure Land in the whole three continents, which one dares to call the saints?"

"Hey, the old man went to the saints almost every year! How come you never know that there is such a forbidden place at the bottom of the river?" Guzhen is very sighing.

Ci Hui is very calm. Smiling and shaking his head: "The ancestors, the saints across the Pure Land world, known as the origin of the two seas, how can you find the forbidden place in such a large saint river?"

"Is the fairy a sword?" Xiao Hua called out.

Xin Xin looked at Xiao Hua, turned his eyes and sneered: "Tip the little monk, the saint Jiang Zangzizi sword. It is just a legend, do you think that the door of the fairy can sword town Kyushu? If so, my Confucianism Where did the face go?"

"Even if there is no sword of the emperor... Hey, the saint river is actually in the pure land world of my Buddhism. Is it true that the birthplace of your Confucianism is the Pure Land? Isn’t it a Tibetan continent?" Xiao Hua caught the opportunity, unceremonious. Retorted.

"Oh?" Xin Xin did not speak. The kind of Cihui next to it was amazed, and said, "No, if it is not the younger brother of Tip, the little sister has never thought about it! This saint Jiang Mingming is the name of Confucianism, why is it still in my pure land world? The name, even the name has not been changed. Is it really confusing?"

Speaking of this, Cihui is a little apologetic to Xin Xin and said: "Xin Tan Yue, don't blame Xiao Xiao curious. Xiao Yan has always been fascinated by the practice of Buddhism. These worldly things are not known. I suddenly heard this and felt that today. Some weirdness is not a disrespect for your Confucianism."

"嘻嘻" Xin Xin smiled and said, "Ci Hui Xianyou is so normal in mind. It is not good for the practice to lose the square inch. As for why the saint Jiang is in the Pure Land, why is the name of the saint Jiang and the name of the Buddha? In contrast, this involves a great secret of the ancients. It is only a vague news, and the specific truth, fearing that it has long been annihilated in time and space."

"If even the female donor does not know, this world is afraid that not many people know!" Guzhen clearly with Cihui's general thoughts. He did not care about what the sage of the Buddha River, said a word, and then looked up and looked at the moon to urge, "Since the female donor does not know what the fairy is. I will wait until the saint Jiang is not too late!"

"Yes, I am waiting for the first step. I will wait until the road is down and then tell the two famous friends about it. I have to plan carefully. What is the difference?" Xin Xin is naturally attached, and he will take a hand. The lazy bird in the distance immediately stunned the black and white hairiness and the flight came over.

"Weird, since the Son of Heaven is so powerful, it is said that it can be Jian Zhen Kyushu. Why is there no ranking in the top ten?" Xiao Hua was so curious, he asked after Xin Xin, "Since there is a saint Jiang Zhaizi Sword said, the son of the sword is not in the saints now? If it is not, where is this sword? Oh, the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven, is the Son of Heaven, who can handle this Son of Heaven in this world... ..."

Xiao Hua’s problem is more powerful than the Buddha’s secret curse. He heard Xin Xin’s face-to-face and rushed to the top of the strange bird and fled.

"Hey, this is a little woman who has no patience!" Xiao Hua was very sorry to stand in the air and shrugged. "The cultivation of this Confucian family is indeed a little worse. I don't know if it is impolite to not answer people's questions." ?"

"Oh, Tip the younger brother..." The blue lion flew to the side of Xiao Hua, and Ci Hui was sitting on it. He laughed. "Before the big brother mentioned by the younger brother, I have some understanding, and now I discuss with my younger brother. a bit."

"Haha, very good!" Xiao Hua laughed, his figure flew up, fell on the back of the blue lion, sat down on the knees, the blue lion screamed and shouted, and gave birth to a blue cloud, flying towards the distance. The purple donkey chased.

Xiao Hua often heard people say that there are fewer thousand cups of wine, and there is not much speculation. He doesn't like the spirits very much. Therefore, he has never been toasted with thousands of people. However, there are many monks who don't speculate with him. However, if it is a monk like Ci Hui, Xiao Hua has never encountered it before. Li Zongbao doesn't have to say it. It doesn't have to be a word for a long time; Zhang Qingxiao doesn't have to say it. Although there are so many words, the sentence can not be separated from the Mozong, and the arrogance is abnormal; other people have never let Xiao Hua give birth to one. A feeling of relaxation and freedom, it seems that in front of the kindness, he can talk without words! He and the two people can talk about the Dharma for a few days, and quote the arguments. Sometimes they earn a red face. When they talk about it, they look at each other and laugh. Maybe no one can convince anyone, but two There are many gains in the human heart. The kindness of Buddhism is very deep, and it is unusually humble. There is no trace in front of Xiao Hua. Every word of Xiao Hua, every question, he must answer, knowing everything, and letting Xiao Hua in this ten The understanding of the Dharma in the day is getting deeper and deeper. Every time Xiao Hua has some income, he must dance with the eyebrows and say that he is sharing with Cihui, just as he is a real monk.

Xiao Hua gave birth to a close heart to Ci Hui. How did Ci Hui not admire Xiao Hua? Seeing that Xiao Hua’s Buddhism was getting deeper and deeper, the smile above his mouth was more and more intense, and he was very pleased that he brought Xiao Hua out of the Xiaoling Temple in Daxueshan. If such a small monk living in Huigen is lost on the barren hill, the Buddha Gate will have one less famous monk.

"Hey, Buddhism... It’s really good! Xiaomou was really a little bit of them before!" On this day, Xiao Hua debated with Ci Hui for a moment, referring to a slightly crowned Buddhism, and Ci Hui did not know how to say it. When closing his eyes and contemplating, Xiao Hua also temporarily rested. Looking up and seeing the purple donkeys and strange birds flying in front of the head, they released the Buddha’s knowledge and explored the situation under the high altitude. The heart sighed. “This Dharma is profound and profound. Even if there is a monk who does not practice Buddhism, it can benefit a lot from the inside. If it is compared with Confucianism, the Buddhism is the text, the Buddhism is the Wu, the two can be separated from each other, and they can complement each other. Compared with my door, the door is as weak as this one. The righteousness of the door is mostly cultivated, and it is more than self-sacrifice. If Xiaomou came to the three continents, how can he jump out of the sky? How can I know? The mystery of Confucianism and Buddhism? Previous prejudices against Buddhism, huh, huh, must also be removed. Whether it is Buddhism or Confucianism, the Taoist dynasty has its own generations, the false and false ethics have their generations, and the mouth is the heart of the sword. Have The same is true of the heart-stricken people. But the same, the true and the kind of people have it, the people who have the warmth of the ancients have it, the people who have the emptiness of the valley, the people who are kind and soft, do not say that the same kind of rice farmers There are also thousands of people under the cultivation door. This is the nature of man, and it has nothing to do with the practice of cultivation."

"Only, since Xiao is a monk, it is necessary to practice well. Since Xiao has the opportunity to learn from others, it is necessary to learn from different monks and learn from each other. This is the way to practice!"

After thinking about this, Xiao Hua’s prejudice against Buddhism gradually disappeared, and it was easy to get rid of an invisible embarrassment. Then he released the Buddha’s knowledge and looked at the ground at random.

Previously, Xiao Hua came to the Siji Mountain from Daxue Mountain, and all the way was a wasteland. It was rare to see people. Not to mention the snow-capped mountains and high mountains and snow, the ordinary Buddhas will not go, even the four-pole mountain is also far away, if it is not Xin Xintou lead the road, Cihui may not be able to find there. Therefore, Xiao Hua’s views are quite similar to Xiaoyu’s mainland, but the scenery of this blissful world begins to differ soon after coming out of the Siji Mountain. The climate is gradually heating up, and a warm and dry heat is everywhere in the air. On the ground, the green shades are also increasing. A tree is quite weird. The tree crown is propped up to cover the increasingly dense mortals. Between the yin.