Sword comes

Chapter 850 Chen 1

Hearing the words from the heart of the boy in Tsing Yi, the middle-aged monk said first: "Then let's see."

The old master smiled and said: "I think this is very kind. After waiting for more than ten thousand years, why rush for a while."

Daozu nodded, and smiled at the green bull: "Since there is nothing to do for the time being, you can go for a stroll casually, remember not to cross the boundary. Also, be more generous, don't hold grudges about today's affairs, too narrow-minded, it is a good thing for practice, to be a human being Otherwise."

Qingniu lost the suppression of the Dao, and suddenly appeared in human form, a tall and old Taoist, with a handsome appearance, awe-inspiring demeanor, and extremely majestic.

It is the old master of the Taoist Temple in the East China Sea, the well-deserved God of the Ouhua Blessed Land, because the Ouhua Blessed Land is connected with the Lotus Cave, he will wrestle with the Taoist ancestors from time to time to compete with Taoism.

The old Guanzhu is also the master behind the creation of Zhu Lian and Sui Youyou Neihua, and is recognized as one of the most powerful monks in the fourteen realms in the world.

The oldest and oldest existence in the world is in the same generation as the Patriarch of Tuoyue Mountain, Bai Ze, and Chusheng.

Leaving aside age, only the "Dao Ling" who has practiced for years, Liu Shiliu who is a lineage of literary sages, and Zhang Lu who concealed his identity in the Great Wall of Sword Qi are all considered juniors.

Every time the old temple master travels far away, it is like a poem about traveling immortals.

What's more, in the ancient times, the Bixiao Cave next to Luobao Beach was invincible since it came out of the cave.

It didn't become a mount until it met a young-looking human monk, and then there was a saying in the world that "stinky bull-nosed old man".

Chen Lingjun raised his head slightly and glanced out of the corner of his eye. Compared with Brother Jia in Riding Dragon Lane, he was indeed more immortal.

If the old Taoist showed off his appearance like this from the beginning, it is estimated that the Taoist ancestor who rode the bull would only be mistaken by Chen Lingjun for the fire-burning boy next to the old fairy, and he would do some chores like looking after the alchemy furnace and shaking the cattail fan on weekdays.

The old temple master glanced at the boy in Tsing Yi who was still sitting on the ground, a daring little reptile.

Chen Lingjun immediately lowered his head, moved his buttocks, and turned his head to look elsewhere.I can't see you, you can't see me.

The old temple master smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Jingqing, you have picked up all the face your master lost in Ouhua Blessed Land."

Chen Lingjun didn't raise his head, drooped his head, and said dully: "Those who don't know are not guilty. If the old god cares about such a trivial matter with me, he won't be so immortal."

That is to say, but if the patriarchs of the three religions were not present, Chen Lingjun must have been busy shining shoes and knocking legs for the old god at this moment. As for rubbing shoulders and knocking backs, forget it. If you can't reach it, if you want to say something like jumping up and patting someone's shoulder, you never do this kind of thing yourself.

The old temple master chuckled, and then his figure dissipated. As the Taoist ancestor said, he wandered elsewhere. Even Piyun Mountain and Wei Bo couldn't detect the slightest ripple.

There are too many lines and veins in the town, intermittent, some have been completely cut off, and some are still disconnected and intricate. The old temple master is actually quite happy about this, and the outline is his way.If you can view the Tao in this way, you will definitely benefit a lot.

The Dao ancestor came from the east, riding a bull to pass through the gate was like passing a pass, and invisibly gave the old Lizhu Cave the avenue of purple air coming from the east, but it was not visible for the time being, and the truth will slowly come out later.

There is no need to act deliberately, wherever Taoist ancestors walk, there is the great way.

This is still in Haoran Tianxia, ​​if it is in Qingming Tianxia, ​​all kinds of auspicious visions will be even more exaggerated.

Dao follows the law of nature. Dao Ancestor didn't deliberately cover up this kind of weather. He was only a guest of Haoran, and because of the rules set by Li Sheng, he kept it.

Daozu walked towards Yang's shop, intending to sit on the bench under the eaves of the backyard.

The middle-aged monk went to the Dragon Kiln, which is the place where old man Yao was the teacher.

Only the most holy teacher was left standing beside Chen Lingjun. The old master joked: "Since sitting and talking doesn't hurt your back, so you don't want to get up?"

Chen Lingjun just got up, his hands and feet were limp, he sat back on the ground, and said awkwardly: "If I go back to the most holy teacher, I can't stand up."

The old master smiled and said, "Have you become so timid? Before I appeared, I wasn't very arrogant."

Chen Lingjun said in embarrassment: "You can't do anything nonsense. Don't blame me if you have eyes but no eyes."

The old master said with a smile: "A cultivator has all the energy in his eyes. Climbing the mountain to prove the Tao is not a human being, but only in the heart."

Chen Lingjun couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the knowledge of the most holy teacher is great, it's so mysterious.

The old master asked: "Jing Qing, can you take me to Mud Bottle Lane?"

As soon as Chen Lingjun heard that it was the mud bottle alley, he jumped up immediately, "What's the problem!"

The old master wondered: "Hey, where is the strength coming from now?"

Chen Lingjun scratched his head.She blushed and said: "I don't know what's going on, but when it comes to my master, I'm not afraid of anything."

The old master hummed, and said: "Everyone will have their own backbone, walking in the complicated world, and helping us to fight against the whole world. If you lose, you will suffer. If you win, you will be safe."

Taking advantage of the other two walking away, Chen Lingjun tentatively asked: "Otherwise, how many more kowtows should I give to the Holy Master?"

The old master waved his hands and said with a smile: "No need, it's annoying to hear too many kowtows."

Chen Lingjun asked cautiously: "Most Holy Master, why doesn't Mr. Wei Shan know that you have arrived in the town?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi hurriedly added, "Wei Shanjun knows etiquette very well. If there is no real incident, Wei Bo will definitely come to see him on his own initiative."

Personal grievances and the rules of the world are two different things.

How Wei Bo treats him, and how Wei Bo treats Luopo Mountain, has to be counted separately.Besides, Wei Bo treated him well.

The old master smiled and said, "Because the matter of visiting the small town is not in the context that Daozu wanted people to know, since Daozu intended it to be so, of course Wei Bo won't be able to see the three of us."

Chen Lingjun was full of admiration, "The Dao ancestor's Taoism is so high."

The old master smiled and said, "It's not just that the way is high. I was also scared when we really wanted to fight."

As soon as Chen Lingjun revealed his true feelings, he lost his scruples and laughed loudly: "I understand the truth..."

It's just that the more he talked, the lower his voice became, and he committed the habit of not keeping the door open again. Chen Lingjun finally changed his words angrily: "I know a hammer, and the most holy master has a lot, so just pretend that I didn't say anything."

The old master didn't care.

During the period, the two of them passed by the shop in Qilong Lane, and Chen Ling didn't look sideways. How dare he introduce the most holy teacher to Brother Jia casually.The old master turned his head and glanced at New Year's Shop and Caotou Shop, "It seems that the business is not bad."

Chen Lingjun nodded, "Small business, the price is fair, and the water flows long. In fact, you can't make much money, but my master handles so much fairy money, and he cares about the profit and loss of this little silver and copper coins. He often comes down here to check the accounts in person. It’s not that the master can’t trust Shopkeeper Shi and Old Brother Jia’s behavior in checking the accounts, it seems that he will be very happy just looking at the surplus on the account books.”

The old master nodded and said: "This is a good habit. If you earn a small amount of money, you can keep a large amount of money. You will have more money every year. The more you save, the stronger the wealth of a family will become. Every year the situation gets better and better."

Chen Lingjun sighed, looked up at the old master, and said sincerely: "The words of the most holy master are so real that even I can understand them."

The old master seemed to have thought about it, and said with a smile: "Since the fifth and sixth patriarchs of Zen, the Dharma has been opened without any consideration. In fact, Buddhism has been very plain, and it emphasizes that the heart is the Buddha. Don't seek it from outside. It's a pity. After that, it gradually became lofty and obscure. There are countless Buddhist verses, and the common people can't understand them again. During this period, there was a "broken speech" in Buddhism that went further than the non-literary words. Many eminent monks directly said that they were not happy. Talking about Buddhism and the Dharma, if you don’t talk about learning, but only about the propagation of the Dharma, it’s a bit similar to our Confucianism’s ‘destroy human desire’.”

Chen Lingjun was confused and didn't dare to say a word. Fortunately, the old master didn't seem to want to talk about it.

The two climbed up the stairs together in Qilong Lane, and the old master asked, "Does this alley have a name?"

Chen Lingjun nodded vigorously, "Yes, it's called Qilong Lane. It's higher up, and the top of the alley is called Huolujian by us locals."

The old master nodded, "Sure enough, there are mysteries hidden everywhere."

Before Lu Chen left his hometown, he used to wander freely in the vast world, and he also asked the dragon to plow the clouds to plant Yao grass, and followed the Lord Yun Zhongjun through wind and rain.

The old master walked to the top of the steps, turned his head to look at the steps, and asked, "Jing Qing, where is your place of enlightenment?"

Chen Lingjun was shocked, puzzled and said: "The most holy teacher has such a great knowledge, is there something that I don't know?"

The old master smiled, "It's not that we can't know, and it's not that we don't want to know. It's just that we need to restrain ourselves, otherwise the people, things, and everything in our own world will be transformed by us very quickly."

"That's why Taoist ancestors often stayed in the small lotus cave. Even the Baiyujing was reluctant to move around. He was worried that once the 'one' passed halfway, everything would start to be one, involuntary and irreversible. First, the ordinary people at the foot of the mountain , followed by the monks on the mountain, and finally the turn of the upper five realms, maybe in the end, there will only be a group of great monks of the fourteenth realm left in the whole Qingming world. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the world are all Taoist temples, and there is no place for ordinary people to stand."

"This is a discussion by the river back then, a ten-thousand-year agreement that had been agreed long ago. Daozu needs to be responsible for finding a way to crack it. From the beginning, he was most worried about this matter."

"Of course the Dao ancestor's Taoism is very high. It is only right and proper for those who are capable to do more work."

Chen Lingjun heard it bitterly, panicked, and murmured: "Most Holy Master, why are you telling me these things?"

The old master smiled and said: "I just heard people say it, you can just don't say it yourself, not to mention it's hard for you to say it now. Jing Qing, why don't we make a bet and see if we can say the word 'Taozu' now? About the three of us, if you can tell others to listen, you will win. By the way, I will give you a reminder

, the only way to decipher it is not to write words, but to understand but not to express. "

Chen Lingjun thought in his heart, but just about to say something, for example, when he thought about how to brag to Brother Jia, he began to feel dizzy. After several attempts, Chen Lingjun shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Wu Shi said: "The place where I practice Taoism is Huang Tingguo Yujiang."

The old master snorted, "Huang Ting Jing, that is a great Taoist scripture. It is said that reciting this scripture can cultivate one's mind and character, and a person who attains the Tao will, over time, have all gods with him. Similar roads, such as the way of cultivating Taoism, is to plant rice in the heart, and Qi practitioners refine Qi, which is farming. Every time they break through, it is a year of spring planting and autumn harvest. The ten realms of pure martial arts The first level, the beauty of aura, is also the same way, swallowing mountains and rivers, turning them into one's own use, seeing is believing, and then returning to the void, gathering together, and becoming one's own territory."

"That's why Taoism advocates self-emptiness, Confucianism says a gentleman is not a weapon, Buddhism says emptiness, and all appearances are not appearances."

Listening to these painful words, the hair on the forehead of the boy in Tsing Yi became a wisp of hair because of the sweat all over his head, which is very funny, the more he thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes.

Chen Lingjun spread his hands, covered with sweat, wrinkled his face and said pitifully: "Most Holy Master, I am very nervous at the moment, you can't remember what the old man said, can you wait for my master to go home and tell him Go, my master has a good memory, he likes to learn things, he can learn everything quickly, tell him, he must understand everything, and he can draw inferences from one instance. "

The old master was noncommittal, smiled, and changed the subject, "The gentleman of your master, that is, the literary sage and old scholar, has he ever said something about the word 'Yu'?"

Chen Lingjun looked dull and dazed.

Mr. Wen Sheng is my master's husband, not my Mr. Jing Qing's husband. Master Zhi Sheng, you are a bit careless about taking the school exams like this, and it really doesn't conform to the rules of the world.

Forget it, the most holy teacher is not a gangster.

Alas, if the master is here, no matter what the most holy teacher says, he will be able to catch up.Is it possible that I really read a few more books in the future?There are quite a lot of books on the mountain, the old cook, hehe...

Hey, hey, the most holy teacher is standing next to him, looking for death, Chen Lingjun slapped himself directly, his mother's shot was heavy, his dantian sank, and his face was sullen.

The old master smiled and said, "You don't have to be so restrained, you're also sexually inclined."

"Many desires of a person are due to their nature. Of course, people will make many mistakes, but every time we know, admit and correct our mistakes, we are adding bricks to the feet of this world, and adding tiles to the heights of Nilu House. In fact It's a good thing. As the Taoist ancestor said, even he is a passer-by in the world. It is a big truth, but everyone can go more smoothly for future generations and do something within their ability, which can benefit both others and themselves , Why not do it. Of course, if you are partial to others, and only pursue the pure freedom in your heart, it is also a kind of freedom that is understandable."

The old master gave the answer with a smile: "It is that in the "Dalue Pian" it is said that the emperor is the emperor, the princes are the emperor, and the doctor is the doctor. The earlier saying, Yu, Siye. Even earlier, there is also an old Huangli. , The sage migrated to the four evils, scattered in the sky and the earth, in order to control the evil spirits."

The most holy teacher patted the boy in Tsing Yi on the head, and said with a smile: "The green snake is in the box."

When we arrived at Niping Lane, Chen Lingjun was still leading the way. First, he helped introduce the renovated Cao family's ancestral house, and then walked to the two adjacent houses of Chen Ping'an and Song Jixin. The old master walked slowly, detoured a little, He stopped and looked at the place under his feet, which was the place where the kiln workers buried the rouge box in the past.

The god of water burns fire.

Qingtong Tianjun is indeed embarrassing.

This rain master, in the ancient heavenly court, is the second highest god in the Ministry of Water, second only to the water god Li Liu.

Old man Yang from the pharmacy wiped away all traces of the "San Dao", and this San Dao was very measured. It was not the kind of brainstorming thrown to Chen Ping'an, but more like planting in the heart of the boy in Niping Lane. A seed gradually blooms.

The ancient gods of the old heaven did not distinguish between men and women in the eyes of later generations.If you must give a relatively precise definition, it is the difference between yin and yang proposed by Daozu.

In the heavy rain, the thin young man blocked a flamboyantly dressed man of the same age in this alley, and strangled him by the neck.

The Straw Sandal Boy once caught a small loach and casually gave it to the little slug, who kept it in a water tank.

Of course, there is also the buried rouge box of the kiln worker here.

Song Jixin squatted on the wall to watch the fun, and Chen Pingan rescued Liu Xianyang.

On the way to the Sui Academy together, after getting along day and night, Li Huai felt closest to and recognized Chen Ping'an in the depths of his heart.

Countless similar "little things" hide extremely obscure and far-reaching circulation of people's hearts and transformation of divinity.

Not only Chen Pingan's silent acquisition, but also Chen Pingan's own loss of divinity, this is the strength of old man Yang's handwriting.

Every time he affirmed others, Chen Pingan would lose a part of his divinity, but every time he affirmed himself after denying himself, he could quietly eat up part of the divinity accumulated in him.

What's more, Li Baoping's innocence, and all his unconstrained thoughts and thoughts are also a kind of "returning to one" to some extent. Ma Kuxuan's reckless behavior is not a kind of purity... a kind of purity.Li Huai's great fortune is equal to the sky, Lin Shouyi's "Shouyi" method is almost innately familiar, Liu Xianyang's talent is extraordinary, he can learn everything very quickly, and has a handy state far beyond ordinary people, Song Jixin uses dragon energy as a way of cultivating Taoism At the beginning, Zhigui is expected to be reborn, and after regaining his true dragon posture, he will make great strides forward. Xie Ling's "acceptance, swallowing, and digestion" Taoism in Taoye Lane will serve as the road to heaven. Ruan Xiu, the god of fire, and the god of water Li Liu's supreme divinity overlooks the world, constantly gathering fragments of humanity...

All the young people in the town are blind to each other.

In this silent battle for the crossing of heaven, everyone had hoped to become that one.

The old master raised his arm and shook it on his head.

There are gods three feet above the head.

The ancient gods created the human race based on water, and the water they scooped came from the long river of time. After that, it was the shape of a pinch of soil, and human beings had the roughest form and spirit.

Earlier, Daozu and Chen Lingjun chatted casually about the interdependence of mountains and rivers.After talking about it, in fact, it is the foundation of the way of human beings.This is true of Haoran mountains and rivers, and even more so with people.

That's why Cui Dongshan once said that the patriarchs of the Three Religions, only on the matter of the Dao and the water, were kind and never quarreled.

Fire refining is a technique, and the refined product is just a part of the pure divinity that the gods bestowed on the people. This is the way of fire alchemy.

Therefore, on the earth, human beings who possess divinity innately and lack complete divinity at the same time have the seven emotions and six desires, and have various complicated minds.

The so-called shaping of "golden branches and jade leaves" by monks is to use the aura of heaven and earth as branches and leaves, and this as wood.

This is the earliest five elements of heaven and earth.

And where does the aura of heaven and earth suitable for people with spirits to practice and prove the Tao come from?It is the aftertaste of the heavenly way that has not been completely integrated into the long river of time after the corpses of many gods have dissipated.

This determines why the human race is the unique leader of all spirits in the world, and why the monster race must abandon the advantage of innate physical strength and fortitude if they want to practice and climb high, and must refine their human form.

Back then, the patriarchs of the Three Religions had an agreement with old man Yang. As long as the latter abided by the oath, the patriarchs of the Three Religions would not look at this place with their eyes.

It's just that the Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, soldiers and the family of the three religions, the saints of all dynasties, will be responsible for staring at the Feishengtai and Zhenjian Tower here.

In fact, old man Yang never breached the contract in the end.

The old master smiled, that's right, there is only a thousand days to be a thief, there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days.But the most fundamental reason is Qingtong Tianjun's final choice, which is too ingenious and has too many tricks.The most important thing is that old man Yang didn't choose Chen Pingan from the beginning, but kept betting and adding chips little by little. Of the younger generation, Song Jixin, Zhao Yao, and Gu Can, who didn't get one or even several gifts that were round and round?On Chen Ping's body, old man Yang's bets were very "stingy", as if he only added a little oil at several key points that were not easy to detect. A light was always precarious and never extinguished.

For example, let a five-year-old child have to go to the mountains to collect medicines in order to exchange money from the medicine shop, and then buy medicines and go home to cook medicines.

"Equivalent exchange of unshakable value", this truth, many adults and people who practice Taoism on the mountain, may live their entire lives without understanding it.

Another example is the "crossing the river" when Chen Pingan was young. Someone had to pull him to prevent the child from jumping into the flood, and old man Yang showed up.

The old master glanced at the end of the alley, and squinted. Well, as expected, the child lingered in the alley from dusk to night, and finally the child waited until someone opened the door. It was the woman's own kindness. It was Old Man Yang's intentional traction... No, it wasn't Qingtong Tianjun!The old master took a step forward and stood sideways against the wall, with one hand behind his back, one hand and two fingers together, gently twirling the dotted thread.

Is it the old man Yao who was the reincarnation of Medicine Buddha?

"Humanity is a cage given to humans by the gods."

"Freedom is a punishment."

Buddhism talks about the self-nature and emphasizes that the heart is the Buddha. It is hoped that people can use great perseverance, great enlightenment and great compassion to change the track slightly on the mountain top that originally led to the complete and pure divinity, and walk out a new path. the way.

The old master turned his head, like a hungry child standing in the alley, with a thin body, yellow and thin face, first heard the sound of the door opening, the child still couldn't believe it, trotted for a few steps, stopped again, and saw the dim yellow Light suddenly poured out from the gate into the alley, blinked, and finally stared blankly at the woman who opened the door.

Hope in despair is often like this. When it first arrives, it is not joy, but disbelief.

In the child's eyes at that time, the brilliance gradually glowed, as bright as a pair of eyes with the sun and the moon.

A lonely back alley kid, at that moment

, blooming an incomparably bright humanity.

It is hope.

And this kind of humanity and hope will support the children to grow up.

The old master turned his head and looked at the future book slip lake through a wall, and saw the haggard-faced and haggard accountant.

The old master withdrew his gaze and sighed. This Cui Chan, who took a slanted sword, was really not afraid that Chen Pingan would kill Gu Can with one punch, or just walk away?

Once Chen Pingan's human veins are cut off here, the sequelae will be unimaginable.In the future, Chen Ping's various travel experiences, especially the cultivation of the hearts of the hidden officials, will make Chen Pingan's ability to cover up mistakes, and will infinitely approach Cui Chan's self-deception and become unconscious.

Fuck you embroidered tiger, if you are not careful, maybe Chen Ping'an is already the one who "repairs the old as the old instead of brand new".

The old master muttered in a low voice and cursed.

Chen Lingjun was always standing at the door of his master, so he felt more at ease here.

The old master turned his head and said with a smile: "Jing Qing, you wait here for a while, I'm going somewhere, I'll be back soon."

Chen Lingjun immediately straightened his waist, and replied loudly: "Deling! I will stick here and not move!"

A water god ancestral temple in Qingluan Kingdom, the Hebo ancestral temple covering an area of ​​more than ten acres, was lucky enough not to be damaged by the war and was preserved. Now the incense is more and more prosperous.

In the corridor of the fourth entrance, the old master stood under the wall. The inscriptions on the wall included Pei Qian's "Heaven and Earth Harmony", "Pei Qian and the master came here for a visit", and Zhu Lian's cursive script. Dry pen and light ink, more than a hundred words, completed in one go.However, the old master paid more attention to the two sentences in the regular script.

The old master looked up at the words, twisted his beard and smiled.

The moon is in the sky, the moon is in the world, the moon is on the shoulders of studying abroad, the moon is in the eyes when climbing high and leaning on the railing, and the bamboo basket is smashed and round.

The wind in the mountains, the wind by the water, the wind at the foot of Yujian's long journey, the wind in the sage's study, the wind blows duckweed and meets each other.

The wind and the moon are boundless, and the broken circles meet again.

Lu Chen was on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, saying that the moon in the sky gathers up the snow, and the snow in the world shatters into the moon.

And Zhu Lian's cursive script inscription on the wall, more than a hundred words, all belong to unintentional words. In fact, apart from the words, regardless of the content, what is really expressed is the "gathering and scattering" of "gathering like a mountain, scattered like a wind and rain". meaning.Zhu Lian in the past, and Lu Chen in the present, can be regarded as a kind of mysterious and mysterious echo.

How could such a direct disciple at the Daozu stall who only liked to watch operas and be quiet and inactive, speak forcefully.

Lizhu Dongtian finally made such a big commotion. Lu Chen, who had set up a stall here for many years, contributed to the flames. He had to be counted as a part of it, and he couldn't escape.

This time, I temporarily lent Chen Pingan a body of fourteen realms of Taoism, and traveled with a few sword cultivators in the hinterland of the wilderness, which can be regarded as making up for it.

The reason why Daozu was willing to take another look before was that the choice Chen Ping made as a young hermit official was crucial.

Return to Mudbottle Alley.

The old master walked up to Chen Lingjun and looked at the yellow mud walls in the yard. One can imagine that when the owner of the house was young, he would carry a basket of wild vegetables and come home from the river. Dried fish is not willing to waste at all, it is crunchy, and the whole dried fish, children will only eat it whole, and may still not be full, but they can survive.

People eat for food.

Both Jiagu cloth and silk are the foundation of the livelihood of the people and the community.

Every household has ample food and clothing.

Pedestrians on the road wear warm clothes and shoes.

With his hands behind his hands, the old master stood outside the door and looked inside, silent for a long time.

Chen Lingjun lay on the top of the yellow mud wall, with his feet dangling in the air, and murmured: "The most holy master, although my husband is a sword fairy, a master of martial arts, the owner of Luopo Mountain, and the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, But I know that what my master misses the most is to be a scholar with a clear conscience. It is not easy to walk along the way. The truth is that the meal that I don’t want to eat the most in the world is a meal from a hundred families? Because of myself If you have no home, you will have to eat hundreds of meals. And my master is nostalgic and grateful. How did the elders come here? It didn’t fall from the sky. It’s because my master chatted with the old people when he was a child. So these years are actually very hard. Every time I go back to my hometown, I will come here to sit for a while. It is the master who reminds me not to forget my roots in life. You old man is the ancestor of scholars, so don’t allow others to bully him."

The old master smiled and said: "Then if you forget your roots, your master can live a more relaxed life?"

Chen Lingjun said without hesitation: "A good person lives a safe life, and a good person lives a safe life!"

The old master smiled and said: "This is indeed a very beautiful thing, and it is worth giving us hope."

Chen Lingjun grinned and leaned against the wall, finally able to do something for his master.

The old master seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, and patted the boy in Tsing Yi on the shoulder, smiling all over his face, "Let's go."

Chen Lingjun let go of his hand, and wondered after landing: "Master, where are you going next? Go to Wenwu Temple?"

The old master smiled and said: "I have already patted Daozu on the shoulder, and he is not bad. From now on, when we talk about heroes at the wine table, where do you have an opponent?"

Chen Lingjun was sweating, and waved his hands vigorously, without saying a word.

Holy Master, are you cheating on me? !

The old master stretched out his hand and grabbed the arm of the boy in Tsing Yi, "What are you afraid of, are you not angry?"

Chen Lingjun stood on his feet, leaned back, almost cried on the spot, and howled: "I won't go, I really won't go! My master believes in Buddhism, and I believe in it too. It's a very sincere kind. Shanfeng, the number one purpose is to treat people with sincerity..."

If the master finds out in the future, Chen Lingjun won't be able to beat him to death.

Luopo Mountain, on one side of the mountain entrance, there is a table, and on the other side, there is a little girl in black, with a golden pole on her shoulder, a green bamboo stick across her knees, and a small cotton satchel on her shoulders, sitting on a small bamboo chair.

She saw an old Taoist standing beside the table. She rubbed her eyes, but she was not dazzled. The little girl leaned the trekking stick and the golden pole against the bamboo chair, stood up immediately, and ran to the tall old Taoist, one by one. Standing still, he raised his head and asked, "Old Taoist priest, are you thirsty? We have tea here for guests."

The little girl added, "No money!"

Seeing that the old Taoist didn't speak, Xiaomi Li said again: "Ha, it's just that the tea is not well-known. The tea comes from the old tea tree on the top of our own mountain. The old cook roasted it himself. It's the new tea of ​​this year."

The old monk nodded and sat on the bench.

Compared to the other side of the town, I calmed down a bit.

Otherwise, this account must be settled with Chen Pingan, and it would be disrespectful to take action against that little reptile.

If the land is thin, big things cannot be produced, and if the water is shallow, big fish cannot swim.

Before Millet went to boil water to make tea, she opened the cotton satchel and took out a large handful of melon seeds and put them on the table. In fact, there were melon seeds in both sleeves. The little girl was showing off to outsiders.

Xiaomi Li asked: "Old Taoist priest, is it enough? I still have enough."

The old temple master thought of that "Daoist friend Jingqing" again, the words had almost the same meaning, but they were very different, the old temple master rarely had a smiling face, and said: "Enough."

The little girl in black asked the old Taoist priest to wait for a while, and then she went to work on her own.

Soon, carrying a tin can of tea leaves and a pot of boiling water, he poured a bowl of tea for the old Taoist, and Xiao Mili said goodbye and left.

The old temple master smiled and asked, "Little girl, won't you sit down for a while?"

The little girl shook her head vigorously, "No, Sister Nuanshu forbids it, saying that it will make guests feel uncomfortable drinking tea."

Xiao Mili finally reminded: "By the way, the freshly boiled tea, the old Taoist, be careful not to burn it."

The old temple master smiled, and with his sincere words, he remembered the mud leg that broke into the blessed land of lotus root with the "Long Qi" on his back.

Everything in the world is as numerous as hair, and I have small things as big as a fight.

The old temple master held up his tea bowl and asked with a smile, "You are the Right Protector of Luoba Mountain, right?"

Just as Zhou Mili was about to turn around, she immediately nodded vigorously.

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled. She had a small face, a pair of big eyes, and two thin yellow eyebrows. Everywhere was joy.

The old Taoist priest was so open-minded earlier, she had already taken her seat without being polite.

Xiao Mili sat on the bench, eating sunflower seeds by himself, not disturbing the old Taoist priest to drink tea.

For no reason, I found out that the old cook came to the mountain gate at some time. Xiaomi Li clapped her hands and asked curiously, "Old cook, why did you go down the mountain today? Have you finished reading the book?"

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Not yet, I have to take my time."

Millet turned to look at the old Taoist priest, and put his hand to cover his mouth, "Old Taoist priest, the old cook is our chief steward of Luoluo Mountain, and he is a master at cooking! If you two hit it off, you will be lucky."

The old temple master nodded, "Even if a bad guest comes to the door, if you treat the little girl like this, you will be able to make money with kindness. Old friends in the world will hit it off."

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Xiaoli, can you let me have a private chat with this old Taoist?"

Millet nodded obediently, opened the cotton satchel again, poured some melon seeds for the old cook and the old Taoist priest, and sat on the bench, turned his buttocks, stood firmly on the ground, turned around, clasped his fists, and left.

Zhu Lian clasped fists with the old temple master and sat down facing each other, and poured himself a bowl of tea.

The old temple master smiled and said: "What did Zangye do? I was blinded by a good skin that can make the world seductive."

Zhu Lian laughed it off.

Seeing each other on the top of the mountain, I still see the watchers at the beginning.

The old temple master asked, "When will I wake up from the dream?"

The most hopeful great monk who will enter the fifteenth realm after the ancestors of the three teachings, must be counted as one in front of him.

Zhu Lian answered irrelevantly: "Life is like a book. All the people and things we encounter are foreshadowings in the book."

The old temple master nodded and said: "Therefore, there are no coincidences that make a book. Some coincidences are beyond words. For example, Chen Shishi is far away from the horizon, and Chen is one. One is Chen."