Legend of the Cultivation God

"Oh..." Xiao Hua smiled. It seems that there are hundreds of people, and there are also hundreds of images. The world of bliss is just that.

Perhaps it is because the lanterns of the old monk caught the attention of these monks, the monks immediately sat upright, the voice of mourning in the mouth was also big, and even the rhythm of the wooden fish sounded.

However, the old monks of Yongzheng did not seem to see it. They ignored them and crossed the hall and walked toward the backyard. It is precisely to cross the courtyard door, and a tall monk comes from the backyard. This monk is full of eyes and looks very mighty.

"Zhuzu, who is this?" The monk came face to face, saw Xiao Hua, brows slightly wrinkled, asked the old monk.

"Oh, the magic method, this is the little monk who came to the Jinshan Temple to hang up the bill..." The old monk of Yongzheng looked up and replied with a weak voice.

"Zhuzu, I am a wonderful Shen!" The monk heard the little monk who was on the list, and he ignored it. He should take a step in his mouth.

Xiao Hua did not dare to delay, hurriedly took out his hands and put his hands together: "Amitabha, Xiao Tip, I have seen Miao Shen Shizu!"

“Well, Miao Shen nodded slightly and smiled. “Come on, there is not much to eat, and you can’t eat it if you don’t go!”

“No need!” Xiao Hua said quickly. “Xiao Xiao is coming to visit the Great Zen Master.”

"Oh?" Miao Shenyi, the Buddha’s knowledge was released and swept away. He opened up and wanted to say something, but finally turned into a sigh. "Hey, the little monk said to Yongzheng Shizu! But you want to see the abbot. I am afraid it is not easy!"

After that, Miao Shen quickly walked away.

Xiao Hua was a little frowning. The scenery of Jinshan Temple is really different. The wonderful Buddha's knowledge may not be able to see Xiaohua's strength. But Xiao Hua can know that Miao Shen should have a clear cultivation, and it is a step in the master's master. It seems that some emotions are low. Think about that deep and deep, actually stealing the meat from the temple to enjoy, this is really incredible.

"Let's go, little monk, there will be no vegetarian food for a while!" Yongzheng old monk is quite persistent. It is the hand that holds Xiao Hua. Destined to invite Xiao Hua to enjoy the vegetarian meal.

Fortunately, waiting for Xiaohua to come to the backyard with the old monk, the vegetarian meal of Jinshan Temple has long been eaten by a group of monks, causing the old monk to be really unhappy. It seems to be very embarrassed to Xiao Hua. I have to ask Xiao Hua to go to his quiet room for tea.

There are also several fire heads in Jinshan Temple. There were awkward and apologetic smiles on his face, but there seemed to be a slight worry in the smile.

Waiting to come to the zen room of Yongzheng old monk, a clever little savior also followed the gang. The old monk took out the teapot, and Xiao Shaiya rushed to take the teapot and walked quickly. Xiao Hua said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, you have to be so polite, Xiao Xiao is just some things to see the big Zen master."

"The Great Zen Master?" The old monk of Yongzheng only understood this time. The sullen eyes opened and looked up and down Xiaohua. I don’t know if he saw it clearly. He asked, "What does the little monk see and hold? ?"

"Good teacher uncle knows, Xiaoyan wants to ask..." Xiao Hua saw the old monk finally asked, and explained it quickly, but unfortunately he did not wait for him to finish, but also a sudden rush of footsteps, a slightly hoarse The voice shouted, "Shizu, Master Zu..."

With this sound, Miao Shen pushed the door and rushed in!

Xiao Hua did not dare to neglect, hurriedly got up, the old monk swept a glance, and said: "Miao Shen, you are not going to do a late class? Come to the old man here?"

"Zhuzu, I am a magical method!" The same magical method as Miao Shen’s faint slammed into the futon where Xiao Hua had previously sat, grinning, and then a futon not far away, rushing Xiaohua Road, Little monk, in the past, sit there!"

"Oh, the magic method, now is the evening class, you don't go to the temple to do the evening class, come to the old man to do it?" the old monk whispered.

Xiao Hua looked at the monk who seemed to be a bit savage, did not say anything, went to the futon not far away and sat down, smiling at the two.

The sorrowful monk ignored Xiaohua, was in a hurry, and with a mysterious look, pressed down the voice and said: "The ancestors, the Buddha who just had the evidence... Which temple is the sorghum?"

"Improvement?" Although the old monk of Yongzheng has a back of the ear, the word "documentation" can be heard clearly. The wrinkled face immediately shows bitterness and shakes his head. "Where does the old man know!"

"The ancestors, the whole world of pure land is boiling, and the bells in each temple are ringing sixty-four times. The disciples heard it on the road, and they rushed back in a hurry. How old are you? Then the disciples were sent out!" Miao Shen was a little anxious.

"Well, if you want to know, you can ask the abbot, the Buddha's purpose of Leiyin Temple is received by the abbot!" Yongzheng old monk smiled and said, "The abbot is saying above the main hall, listen to it." In the temple, the Buddha’s bell grew and his face changed greatly. When he waited for the end of the sixty-four bells, he grew up and didn’t even say anything. Before he walked to the main hall, he looked at the light in the sky and sighed and went to the Zen Room. The Buddha's purpose of Leiyin Temple was that the abbot was caught halfway through. The abbot did not even look at it, but now he still can't close the door. How do you tell the old man how to tell you? Otherwise, the old man goes to the Zen room and asks the abbot. Take the Buddha's purpose?"

Miao Shen listened, hurriedly narrowed his neck, and the excitement on his face had already gone. He reached out and hurriedly swayed with a smile. "Seeing the ancestors said, the disciple just wants to know which seniors have a rare certificate." Seeing the Buddha Buddha, I don’t know if it’s indifferent. How dare to disturb the abbot’s retreat?”

Speaking of the wonderful Shen look at Xiao Hua asked: "Little monk, come to Jinshan Temple to hang up! Unfortunately, you came unfortunately!"

In the words, Xiao Sha, who had just gone out for tea, came back, carefully giving the three monks tea, and respectfully standing next to the old monk of Yongzheng, waiting for instructions.

"Go, let's take a rest in the evening class, and concentrate on these days. Don't make any mistakes!" Yong Yan looked at Xiao Shami's smile.

There was a bitter sorrow on the face of Xiao Sha, and whispered: "Yuzu, if the disciple made a mistake, you must be ruthless!"

"Well, the old man knows, go!" Yongzheng old monk nodded, and the little shame only respectfully left the Zen room.

Although Xiao Hua is not clear, he can listen to the words of the old monk, and the look of the monk and the monk has long guessed things. As a result, this is the goal pursued by all the sorghums in the Pure Land world. It is obvious that some people have taken a step ahead, and some people will inevitably envy and hate! However, Xiao Hua did not know how to pretend, smiled and said: "Xiao Xiao is not coming to the list, but just want to find the Zen Master to ask something. Xiao Xiao some do not understand why it is unfortunate!"

Miao Shen rolled his eyes: "Unfortunately it is unfortunate, what is it to say?"

Said, Miao Shen picked up the tea bowl, did not dare to tea the mouth of the mouth, a mouth is swallowed.

"What does the little monk look for in my family?" The old monk finally asked.

Xiao Hua hurriedly said: "Small 僧 want to ask... How did the singer of the singer escape from the realm of silence..."

"Oh..." Miao Shen was going to swallow the tea. After listening to Xiao Hua’s words, it was all sprayed out at once. It was the cover of Xiao Hua’s bald head, and his mouth was still amazed. “What? You...you want to ask the abbot about the silence??"

After that, Miao Shen woke up and hurriedly said: "Oh, can't help, little monk..."

Speaking of this, Miao Shen’s eyes lit up, but seeing that the tea that had fallen on the face of Xiao Hua’s head was rolled over and turned into a group of crystal water polo that dribbled in midair.

"Amitabha, poor and disrespectful!" Miao Shen only realized that Xiao Hua's cultivation was extraordinary, and he hurriedly said his hands together.

Xiao Hua will swear a robes, the water polo will be sent out of the Zen Room, and smiled: "No matter, you and I are all Buddhist disciples, where is there any disrespect?"

Miao Shen smiled slightly, and it was a strange road: "I don't know what the teacher's law number is. Which predecessor let the younger brother come to see my abbot? What kind of letters are there?"

"Little 僧 僧 pp, it is the brother of the Qinglian Temple, who recommended Xiao Xiao to find the sorcerer of the sorcerer." Xiao Hua also said inconsistency, "I was originally to be with the singer, but the brother of the wise brother has something to do." I couldn't come over, Xiao Xiao came in a hurry, didn't bring any letters."

"Weird!" Miao Shen is very puzzled. Look up and down Xiao Hua. "The little monk of Cihui, the poor have been seen before, and the abbot is also very respectful to him. The two men debated the Dharma for several days. I also know a lot about my abbot. He should know that my abbot is most afraid of people to mention the silence, how can he recommend you to Jinshan Temple?"

Recommend Xiaohua to Jinshan Temple, naturally the dust master of Daxueshan, the net dust master has gone west, and the death of the net dust mage and the Xihai Haiyan children have a great relationship, killing Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua also I won't talk about it.

"It’s strange, the law of the Great Zen Master is the silence. Why do you want to talk about the silence?” Xiao Hua intentionally or unintentionally led the topic to the silence.

Miao Shen shrugged and replied: "This poorness can not be known, if the younger brother wants to ask, you can ask Yongzheng master!"

"Oh, it’s hard to say a word!" The old monk swayed his head slightly and picked up the cup and sipped. After a while, he said, "If the little monk wants to explore the matter of silence, he should call Cihui, perhaps the abbot. With the rise of the Cihui debate, you can say one or two!"

"Unfortunately..." Xiao Hua looked at the two people and smiled bitterly. "Cihui is now afraid that he has already arrived at Leiyin Temple. Xiaoyan wants to find him, but it is difficult!"

"Leiyin Temple? Is the Cihui Little Monk going to Leiyin Temple?" Miao Shen was puzzled, but he poured a cup of tea and swallowed it, watching Xiao Hua ask. (To be continued.)