The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

"Of course, the people above the scene are already strong and not considered to be talented." The old emperor added.

Meng Qi raised her eyebrows, and her expression became dignified, that is to say, could Xuan Zhen and Bai Qi Gu be able to participate in Qiong Hua Ban?

The ratio of talents is better. If there is a fight, you will be hard to beat yourself. At best, you will barely protect yourself. Can you rely on the same perfect half-step Zhao Laowu?

Not to mention the pre-holy bragging, about the cause and effect of breaking the flesh, Zhao Laowu was not promoted for a long time, and Xuan Zhen and Bai Qigu were both strong men who had no shortage of resources in the realm of Gongfa. The hope of winning was probably Sancheng.

In this way, the six missions seem too difficult, far more than the degree of 1,500 good deeds!

Unless there are other restrictions or modes of Qiong Huayan's combat?

When Meng Qi thoughtfully, Wang Zai looked at the "Sword of Long River" slowly coming out, and grinned, "Before the emperor said, the emphasis is on the cultivation of emotions and the polishing of the mind, so it is normal. Talent disputes are different, mainly depending on whether they show their own spiritual realm in talent, of course, those who are good at talent will definitely have a bonus. "

After all, a person who is good at piano art is definitely more capable of showing this way than a beginner.

Confused and dignified, Meng Qi calmed down and watched Yan Chong walk to the winding river: "I don't know what talent Yan Chong has?"

He remembered that Yan Chong came out of a small school, and even if he had an adventure, he should have never been taught anything like painting, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy like himself.

When questioning, Jin Yi Zhao Yi's entourage had brought the case, copper stove, tea cup, tea cake and other things.

"It should be a tea ceremony." Wang Zai nodded slightly.

This works too! Meng Qi was slightly surprised, and immediately remembered the words of suitable talents and Wang Zai. The way of talent is not only piano, calligraphy and painting. As for how to judge the success of different projects, it is natural to look at the "state"!

Anyway, I am also posing as a master of tea ceremony ... Meng Qi suddenly burst into joy.

After saluting severely, set fire to boil water. Wield the knife to pry the tea, the behavior is flowing, and the knife is inherent. And soothing and ruled, watching everyone's hearts calm down.

Wait until one boil, two boil and three boil. The white air rises, Yan Chong leisurely brews tea, and it reveals a tranquil and far-reaching mood.

"Please holy tea." Yan Chong's voice was unhurried, and the tea cup was released from his hand and flew to the high stage.

The speed is not fast, and it is abnormally stable, such as curved water flowing, no splash of water. This shows that Yan Chong's ability to release his energy and mastery of his own strength has reached the limit, and the power of heaven and earth can help.

Chief Gao Jinzhong received the tea cup, inspected it, and brought it to the old emperor.

Zhao Mingyu took a sip and nodded and smiled: "Good tea, good tea ceremony!"

Wang Zai then said: "Brother Yan is good at the tide of the sea. It is turbulent. When tea is brewed, he has the softness of flowing water and the calmness of Pinghu under the moon. It shows his heart, and his actions are soothing and calm. . Move quietly and peacefully with concentration and order. "

"Good." Meng Qi didn't know whether it was good to tease the tea ceremony well, or praised Wang Zai for his clear explanation. In short, he dispelled the idea of ​​competing for the tea ceremony and revealed that his own state of mind would certainly not be defeated by Yan Chong. Perfect, let's stand down!

What should we show?

Sing a song? To book knife?

In his thinking, the scene was quite quiet. I don't know how many eager people dismissed the idea of ​​ending, because it felt like he was being severely compared. So don't take it for yourself, lest the pre-holy boast makes a bad impression. Let's do the competition on the subject that is good at later!

As for Bai Qigu, I never thought of showing talent!

At this time. Xuanzhen next to the prince stepped forward and had to pass a pen and paper, together with ten salutes.

"The way of calligraphy ..." Meng Qi played with the tea cup in front of him.

Xuanzhen threw the blank paper into the air, and stood up on his own, splashing ink in nowhere to rely on.

This seems to be impetuous and boastful, but Xuanzhen's expression is concentrated, his eyes are quiet, and every stroke is like a lotus bloom.

Both man and paper fall slowly, like the Buddha descended from heaven, without pinching India, and being kind and peaceful.

With both feet touching the ground, Xuanzhen pressed his hand and turned the white paper upside down to reveal the words on it:

"Everything that works is like a fantasy bubble, like dew is like electricity.

These twenty words have their own style, vigorous, or vigorous, or lean, or crazy dance, all with strict structure, solemn and solemn, or lively, round and round, without repeating.

With so many calligraphy styles packed in a piece of paper, it should have been complicated and "noisy" and lost in the miscellaneous. It can be seen at a glance, but it is naturally smooth and feels a light and timeless Zen.

Different words, different phases, the phases are non-phases, and the consciousness of zen emerges.

"This imitation of the inscription in the" Summer King Prajna Paramita Sutra "in the Shaolin Banshan Pavilion shows the Buddhist state of mind of Zen Master Xuanzhen." Wang Zai seemed to have read the post with a low voice.

Meng Qi once admired the stone monument left by the Lohan monk, and viewing this calligraphy naturally felt different: "Although it is slightly immature, there is not much difference in Zen meaning. In order to see you ... "

Two of you, one sentence at a time, let a lot of family members who can only feel Zen and perpetual but can't get the truth.

Wang Zai sighed: "Fool brother wanted to be righteous in the end, seeing this post from Zen Master Xuanzhen, he didn't dare to mention it."

So the way of calligraphy and painting is extinct again ... Meng Qi implicitly "griefs and angers", dispelling the idea of ​​using a knife in a book.

"The Zen master has the true meaning of the Dharma." The old emperor praised.

He is also very deep in the city government, and shows no evil feelings to the Shaolin monks.

Xuanzang declared the Buddha number slowly and said, "Everyone in the world has Zen, but they are fascinated by all the different forms. It is hard to see the truth. My Buddha has forced the conversion of all beings. "

Everyone frowned slightly. Is this saying that Prince's road is not exclusive?

However, how can the disagreement between the martial arts and the family disappear? The people of the top families regained their gaze and stood still.

Although for many years, the martial arts always wanted to add sand to the imperial court, but so much fanfare, only once, so they were all vigilant, and the Prince was removed from the list of hearts.

To be honest, if the monk beside the Crown Prince had committed traitors, he would have faith in Buddhism and revealed that he wanted to build a Buddhist kingdom on the ground, and he could not be really confused by his previous appearance!

As for now, hum. Struggling also!

After Xuan Zhenbu Hui's platform, the number of people who want to end up is scarce, and they all look at the Ruan family. Nguyen Twenty-one was born in the east, and Qin Xin was born. Not out at this time, more waiting?

Suddenly, someone laughed loudly and stepped into the air to fall into the field. It was Cui Zhe, the "purple sword".

He salutes with a smile and adds a tube of purple jade flute to his lips. Pressing with both hands, a gentle distant sound is blown.

The sound of the flute slowly swayed, diverging in the water, diverging in the mountains and forests, gloomy and frustrated, lonely and misty, like the tidal waves in the front, the waves undulating, standing on the bow of the boat, following the waves.

Seeing. The sea and the sky are the same, there is no border, and there is a recklessness between heaven and earth. I had to be alone and let out the boat.

The sound of the flute is getting lower and lower, the sea is silent, and the surging is brewing.

The artistic conception, charm and melody are perfect, which makes many people feel sad.

The flow of the river seemed to slow down, the lake surface became quieter, and the forest became quieter. No more birdsong.

I sounded entangled in my heart. Everyone fell into this mood, and all of a sudden they said nothing.

"The Ming dynasty blew flat boats. It was full of flute and charm ..." Wang Zai sighed. "On the basis of talent theory, Brother Cui is better than Master Xuanzhen and Brother Yan, but his mood is difficult to distinguish."

He looked up to Meng Qi: "Fool Brother is really afraid to end the ugly."

Meng Qi was waiting to be reconciled, and suddenly a move in his heart, smiled slightly: "Since it's not just piano, calligraphy and painting, my brother wants to try."

Wang Zai stunned slightly: "Whistle?"

Meng Qi's expression was dull and he was embarrassed. Wasn't he kidding? Why be so serious?

Brother Wang Zai, you are so square!

After the emperor's appraisal, Cui Zhe returned to the table, and when everyone set their sights on Ruan Yushu, they suddenly saw one entering the field, with a beautiful body, relying on the virtual wind, the skirt fluttering like a fairy.

"Su Ziyuan, what do you show?" The old emperor was obviously surprised that Meng Qi would end.

The way of talents does not fit the names of the Thunderknife Monk, Mangkong, and the Knife naturally!

In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Meng Qi did not speak, picked up a piece of dead wood by the river, sat cross-legged, straightened into a knife, and cut off the outside.

Just now he remembered the matter of the Excalibur puppet, and he had remembered that he had seen Mr. Lu Da carving the puppet, and the tranquility and dedication that it contained could not be described!

Carving is also talent!

Learning from me is like dying like me ... After Meng Qi muttered this sentence silently, he returned to Pinghu, and he sculpted his sword without rushing.

Today, when he hit the blue shirt, compared with the masculine and heroic in the black dress, he was a little more casual. Although he sat on the floor, he was not rude, but showed a relaxed and self-sufficient attitude.

Wang Zai et al didn't feel anything at first. Meng Qi's sculptures were ordinary and unconscious. It seemed to be purely active.

But with the deepening of Meng Qi's carving, they gradually felt wrong, and his eyes seemed to be moving with Meng Qi's hand. He was so focused and so religious that he followed his attention and followed his devotion.

After concentrating, they were able to look forward to their worries. The anxiety and worry in their hearts gradually faded, the impetuousness subsided, the anxiety annihilated, and their whole heart was devoted to watching the sculpture.

This feeling is not only enlightened, but even half step and location strong, but not so immersed.

No one was present at the scene, only the sound of howling and birding echoed, making it more quiet.

The palm sword and the sword are natural, each with its own change, and the state of devotion and concentration is washing the mind.

I don't know how long after that, Meng Qi stopped, and the woodcarving in the palm has become like the emperor, with unique charm.

Everyone was quiet and peaceful, calm and smiling.

Meng Qi flew the puppet to the old emperor, and it didn't break the sound, as if enjoying the journey religiously.

After catching the puppet and playing with it for a while, the old emperor sighed suddenly: "Focused, quiet, and sincere to the martial arts."

Meng Qi returned to the ceremony, Wang Zai looked at him halfway, and said sincerely: "Just a moment ago, the foolish brother thought that the perfect location-promoting location strong man, one 'knife' and one 'sword' were devout and attractive. "

Meng Qi chuckled his head and accepted the praise of Wang Zai. Although he did not have the realm of Mr. Lu Da, he was able to simulate the momentum of one or two, and his return to the true level is certainly amazing.

The only problem is that I haven't learned carving, and I haven't done it well enough. Only Shen Yun can barely be described as freehand.

In the silence of everyone, Ruan Yushu hugged Guqin and slowly walked down the high platform. (To be continued) 2k novel reading network