Legend of the Cultivation God

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua honestly admits: "And, the younger generation now knows that Changsheng Town is not a good place. The Master of Clean clothes does not dare to let people know that the predecessors of Cihang are here. It is the younger generation who just did not I dare to admit, I want to cover up the past, I am afraid... I am afraid that my predecessors will kill people."

"Oh..." The monk smiled. "You turned out to be a monk! It is with this little girl, and the net clothes should have been thought of."

"The younger generation also understands Confucianism, so it makes the Master of the Clothes misunderstand!" Xiao Hua hurriedly explained.

"Does the gods fear, the old man will kill people? Actually..." The monk sighed. "If the old man is a civic airline, how is the old man walking a long-lived town? Unfortunately, the old name is kind, not a compass, that Buddha." If you are not old, can you go to Changsheng Town?"

"Ah? This... How is this possible?" Xiao Hua was "surprised" and looked at each other with the equally surprised Jing Xianzi, almost screaming in unison.

"There is a Buddha who uses the old skin to walk in the town of Changsheng... good things!" Cixiang bitterly sighed and said, "I was misunderstood by others!"

"Oh, the younger people understand!" Xiao Hua hurriedly laughed. "It’s just like the misunderstanding today. It’s a coincidence."

"Today is a misunderstanding, but ... Changsheng Town may not be a misunderstanding, it may not be so clever!" said Xiang Xiang.

Xiao Hua listened and hurriedly said: "The kind of predecessors, as for the coincidence, is it a misunderstanding, the younger generation does not know, the younger generation will never say anything about what happened in the place, the younger generation is a disciple, this... The dispute between Xianfo and the younger generation is not interested."

"Use ... to send a blood vow with the younger generation?" Jing Xianzi asked and tried.

"No!" said kindly and kindly. "The old man has never been forced to make a blood vow."

"Well, the younger generation promised not to say half a word!" Xiao Hua said vowed. Nonsense, Xiao Hua is of course to be convinced, he will never say half a word out of this matter, because he is the true Cihang, fake kindness, can he reveal the true kindness, false Cihang?

"The younger generation is also, this matter is related to the lives of the predecessors, the younger generation decided not to dare!" Jing Xianzi said a bit overjoyed.

Kindly swinging hands: "So. You wait for yourself!"

"More... Thank you for your predecessors!" Jing Xianzi can think of such a simple ending. She was dressed and looked at Xiao Hua and was ready to go out. Xiaohua’s star flashed in a strange look and looked at the marks on the stone wall. Low channel. "Previous seniors said. The predecessors have been in this cave for thousands of years. They have been thinking about the relationship between the skin and the relic. I don't know what the predecessors can get. Can you tell the younger?"

"Oh? Xiao Shi Lord also knows Dharma?"

Xiao Hua’s face is humble: “The younger generation is curious since childhood. Whether it is Daomen, Confucianism and Buddhism, they all know something. Since their predecessors have their own experience, the younger generation is also a hilarious person, I hope to hear it.”

"Good!" Cixiang gave a smile on his face and said, "Net clothes, clean mouth, you wait for two people to come in..."

Xiao Hua and Xiang Xiang’s words did not look at the net clothes and the clean mouth. The two men heard it outside, and the face was red before, and they heard that they were kindly scolded and hurriedly came in and fell to the ground: “The disciples are careless. To cause such trouble, please ask the ancestors to punish."

Who knows that kindness does not answer, but speaks: "I have a cloud of Buddha, the skin is outside, it is a skin, perishable, and relic, it is a spirit, immortal..."

Net clothes and net mouth heard here, where do you know that kindness is there? I hurriedly sat down, closed my eyes and listened.

Xiao Hua’s rush is also sitting down, similar to the net clothes, hands clasped together, listening to this rare understanding.

"The old man thinks, the person is the human being, but it is standing in the flesh. Everything is based on the flesh. The influence of the flesh is really important. Sometimes it is more powerful than the relic. The flesh is the shadow, the stone wall can leave marks, and the relics are dull. There is no trace of red dust, and relics cannot be separated from the flesh. Non-physical bodies cannot nourish..."

The kind words are floating in the caves, and those who have a relationship are intoxicated, and those who are not. Jing Xianzi sat for a moment, watching Xiao Hua’s face with a happy color, more than the frown of the net clothes and the clean mouth, the heart was happy, she knew that she did not understand these, quietly flew from the ground, fell outside the cave, knees I also sat down, and I realized that Xiao Hua’s teaching was in my heart, and I was guarding the law for the four people.

Time flies, and the kindness of Cixiang actually passed the 1981. On this day, Jing Jingzi realized the beauty, his face gave an inexplicable smile, and the mana of the whole body quietly surging, and the layers of Xia Cai began to When she was under the snowy skin, she suddenly heard a bang in the dark cave. It was very refreshing, but Jingxianzi still had no wrinkles, because the sound was very weird. It seems to be great and seems to be extremely small. It seems to be heard in the ear and seems to be listening to the heart. Jingxianzi only feels that he has risen all over the body, and all the mana is instantaneously dissipated. Then, without waiting for the calm fairy to move again, it is to see the Buddha's light in the cave. The Buddha's light is different from the ordinary view of the Jingxianzi. It not only rushes out of the cave, but even rushes into the rock. The mountain rock is like Nothing, but it is revealed from the whole rock, but it is between the fingers, the Buddha light spread from the mountainside to the mountain and the mountain, as if the whole mountain is Buddha light.

Then, the sound of the Sanskrit was born from the cave and the whole mountain, floating in the air, floating in the hearts of people. Among the Buddha's voices, within the Buddha's light, a tiny image of a mosquito-like goddess, a sturdy image of the dragon that is weaker than the mosquitoes, followed, not only dancing on the side of the cave and the mountain, As the whole Buddha light rushed toward the capital of the single Liang State, it shrouded it.

"Oh..." Buddha light pierces the void, and the streams of the stream are crystal clear and clear like silver light falls on the mountain peak. The Buddha light on the mountain peaks when the naked eye touches the visible silver light, and gradually forms a The golden body of the same human form.

"This..." Jing Xianzi immediately understands that this is the strangeness of the kindly Master, it is to get up, but within this Buddha's light, Jingxianzi's bones are soft and soft, and even the movement can't move, even if the mind is already erratic.

"Oh..." The vision lasted for half an hour, but then I heard a lion-like sound inside the cave. The Buddha light of the whole mountain, as well as the Buddha’s light that was not so much, suddenly shrank. The disappearance of the cave into the cave disappeared, Jing Xianzi's eyes are still plain and unpredictable caves, as well as the darkness of ink stains.

"Amitabha!" As a Taoist Yuan Ying, Jing Xianzi couldn't help but utter the Buddha's name. He stood up from the ground. At this time, there was a kind voice in the cave. "I have a cloud, a flower, a world, a leaf." In the spring and autumn, I waited for the Buddha's buddha to be tired of the skin. I couldn't be relieved for the rest of my life. The old man worked hard for thousands of years. After all, there was no evidence for the Buddha. There was no obsession in the heart of the old man, and even the old man was very comforting. The brother of Cihang can make a little bit of evidence under the Wan Nian, although it is the merit of the brother of Cihang, in fact, it is also the merit of the old man. The old man has no hope of witnessing this life, then he will wait for the next life, there will always be hope in life and life. There is always a end in life and death. The things in the world are arranged by the hands of the Buddha. Although the old man does not know why the Buddha sent Xiao Tan to the old man, but the old man knows that no merit can be remembered in the heart, any practice is in the foreign object, it is The old man can't see the Tan Yue. Net clothes, clean mouth, you wait... can you realize?"

Within the cave, there was silence, and no sound was heard. Jing Xianzi shook his head slightly, knowing that the net clothes and the net mouth did not understand the meditation of Master Xiang.

"Xiao Tan Yue..." Hexiang's tone was hesitant, and he tried to say, "You... can you realize?"

"There are lights in the world, the light shines on the earth, but the world sees the light, but the lampstand, the lampstand?" Xiaohua’s voice came, "There is no light in the lampstand, who can see the lampstand? There is no lampstand, there is no light, but there is no light, but See the light of the world!"

"Amitabha... good and good, good..." The master of Cixiang confessed to the Buddha, and then did not speak.

After a while, the net clothes and the net mouth accompanied Xiao Hua out of the cave. The eyes of Jing Xianzi were somewhat swaying. The Xiao Hua in the eyes seemed to have changed a lot, but it seems that it has not changed.

"I will wait!" Xiao Hua quietly voiced, "The Master of Cixiang has closed again."

"Good!" Jingxianzi sang a voice, spurred his body shape, and slowly flew down the mountain road. Xiao Hua and other three people respectfully rushed to the cave and after the ceremony, carefully walked down.

Waiting to leave the mountain, Xiao Hua said: "The two masters, Xiaomou offended, please forgive me!"

The net clothes are quite dry and the Master of Cixiang is rare. He and the net mouth do not have much income from Xiao Hua. It is really a disciple of Buddhism. At this time, listening to Xiao Hua’s words, he hurriedly folded his hands together: “Amitabha, It is the fault of the old man who does not mention this matter. Please, Xiao Tan is not to see whether Xiao Jian or Xiao Jun is lying, but only when the capital is seen."

"Okay..." Xiao Hua didn't want to go, but look at Jing Xianzi, always feel that it has arrived, only the last step, hesitating or agreeing.

However, the four people flew into the capital of Shanliangguo. It took half a hour to fly out of the capital. At this time, the net mouth was no longer there. The net clothes were accompanied by the side. Xiaohua’s face was smiling and he said: "Master of clean clothes, please come back, Xiaomou's doubts in the heart, thank you master."

"Well, as long as Xiao Tan is in the heart, there is no doubt!" Net clothes smiled. "The old man is the head of the penance. It is difficult for me to participate in the daily practice of the Buddhist monks. It is a surprise for the old man."

"Yes, I can live in a dilapidated palace, and I can guard a queen of Yuji. The daily residence is worse than the princely princes of other countries. Such a monarch is the luck of Shan Liangguo!" Xiao Hua nodded and then handed A probe, from the inside of the sleeves, took out a huge Qiankun bag and handed it to the net clothes and laughed. "Xiao Mou disturbed your country, and listened to the master of Cixiang. This is the meaning of Xiao Mou, and please accept the master. Next." (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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