Nightwatcher

Xu Qi'an's state was like pouring a bucket of cold water on everyone's hearts, which made the uplifting atmosphere subside and the cheers gradually disappeared.

"The little monk on the mountainside is the one who has been sitting at the Haoxia Terrace in Nancheng for half a decade."

"It is said that the King Kong of Buddhism is undefeated, and it is indeed undefeated. In five days, many heroes came up to challenge, and no one can break his golden body."

At this moment, the people in the capital and the outsiders from the Jianghu recalled the fear of being dominated by Jingsi's vajra body.

I remembered the power of this handsome monk.

Some people who don't live in Nancheng and don't know much about it, after asking about it, the reaction was fierce:

"There is such a thing? Don't listen to hearsay. The rumors in the market are the most exaggerated and unreliable."

"It's not an exaggeration. I also know that a few days ago, there was a very powerful swordsman who made a move. It is said that he summoned stones as swords. It was quite amazing. But he still lost to this young monk."

"Buddhism is too strong. In comparison, our people seem to be struggling and facing many difficulties."

The people in the capital were discouraged for a while.

From Jingsi and Jingchen's arena battle and lectures, to the arrival of the Dharma last night, Buddhism has had a great impact on the people of the capital, and its powerful impression has deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"The poor monk remembers that Xu Ningyan's unique technique is "Slashing Heaven and Earth with a Sword", does he still have the strength to make a knife?" No. 6 Hengyuan shook his head, clasped his hands together, and sighed softly:

"The second stage of the Vajra Formation is fighting. He only has the strength of a sword, but he exhausted his strength in the Eight Bitter Formation."

Chu Yuanzhen couldn't help laughing and said, "Number Six, you're too brainy."

Heng Yuan frowned puzzled.

Chu Yuanzhen didn't answer, and continued: "However, unless he can make a second cut, breaking through the second cut of the Eight Suffering Formation, otherwise, no matter what, he will not be able to cut through Jingsi's golden body."

Inside the pergola, a heated debate was taking place at this time.

"You can rest if you don't have enough strength, and there is no time limit for this fight. As long as Xu Qi'an can make a knife that is not weaker than the one just now, it will not be a problem to break the diamond formation."

After a nobleman expressed his opinion, he immediately attracted rebuttals from others.

The one who refuted Wei Haibo was also a nobleman with a strong cultivation level: "Just now, Wei Haibo thought that a mere seventh-rank warrior could cut that knife?"

The surrounding dignitaries listened to the debate between the two very seriously.

Zhuang Zhan beckoned, and said crisply: "Wei Haibo, Ping Ding Bo, you two, please explain clearly. How sure is Gou Na Xu Qi'an of breaking the Vajra Formation?"

Uncle Pingding is a middle-aged man in his early forties. He is in his prime, with a burly figure and bright tiger eyes. Hearing the second princess' question, he stood up and cupped his hands and said:

"Your Highness, from the point of view of the minister, then Xu Qi'an has no chance of winning."

Mounting frame frowned: "Why did you say that?"

Uncle Ping Ding sighed, "Xu Qi'an is only a rank seven martial artist, and Monk Jing Si's golden body can't be broken even by Chu Yuanzhen, let alone him."

A civil official frowned and said, "Uncle Pingding doesn't know something. Although Xu Qi'an is a seventh-rank warrior, he is very powerful. He has twice recorded breaking six-rank bronze-skinned iron-skin warriors."

Uncle Ping Ding shook his head: "Buddhism's King Kong is undefeated, how can it be compared with the copper-skinned iron bones of warriors. Besides, this young monk has been in Nancheng for half a decade. If Xu Qi'an could win, he would have made a move long ago. Why has he kept holding back?"

The civil servant who made the sound nodded. Uncle Pingding is an honorable man who participated in the Shanhai Battle 20 years ago. His vision is not bad, since he said so, it is probably true.

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't think of any words to refute, so I said angrily: "Uncle Ping Ding, how can you let other people's ambition destroy your prestige, what good will it do you if Xu Qi'an loses?"

Uncle Ping Ding said helplessly: "I'm not trying to build up other people's ambitions. Xu Qi'an fights on behalf of Si Tianjian and also represents the imperial court. I also hope that he can win, but the chances of winning are too small."

You must know that most of the civil servants and female family members present are laymen. Just now, seeing Xu Qi'an cut through the formation with a knife, his confidence suddenly rose, and smiles bloomed on the faces of all the beautiful family members.

But now, after listening to the analysis of Uncle Pingding, an expert, the civil servants and female relatives also realized that the situation is not optimistic.

Wei Haibo snorted, and said loudly: "Uncle Ping Ding, how do you know that Xu Qi'an can't strike a second time?"

At this time, the monk Jingchen who had been meditating for a long time said, "The sword just now must have been borrowed from him by Jianzheng. Otherwise, how can a seventh-rank warrior be able to cut out such a terrifying sword energy.

"A seventh-rank martial artist has limited physical strength, how can he withstand the instillation of that level of strength?"

Uncle Pingding shook his head, which was what he wanted to say.

The arbors everywhere fell silent, civil and military officials bowed their heads to drink, while the female relatives deliberately turned their heads away from the Buddhist monks.

I have nothing to say, but I am not convinced.

"Father, what do you think?"

Miss Wang looked at Master Shoufu with a smile.

Wang Shoufu said indifferently: "Look more, talk less, it's too early to make a conclusion."

Even though he believed in his heart that Xu Qi'an would be difficult to win in a fight, and he had already started to think about the next candidate, but after the slap in the face just now, it was impossible for Wang Shoufu to jump to a conclusion.

The dignified first assistant will not fall twice in one place.

"I have an idea."

Ms. Wang smiled, looked at Monk Jingchen, and said loudly: "Master, the Eight Bitter Formation is used by Buddhist eminent monks to sharpen the Buddha's heart, and has nothing to do with combat power. ?”

Monk Jingchen nodded, "Instead of letting high-grade warriors join the battle, it's better to find a child."

Miss Wang said sweetly: "Master Du'er said just now that Dafeng has three chances, right?"

"nature."

Miss Wang's delicate and gentle face showed a bright smile: "Now that the Eight Bitter Formation has been broken, even if Xu Qi'an is exhausted and unable to pass through the Vajra Formation, the imperial court will send a high-quality warrior to break through the formation, and the Vajra statue on the mountainside may block it? "

Monk Jingchen was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and remained silent.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and there was a feeling of enlightenment, and various thoughts fluctuated.

As for why the supervisor chose a seventh-rank silver gong to fight, no one knew the reason, and was secretly confused. Seeing that Xu Qi'an had broken the eight bitter formations, Miss Wang's family pointed out the pros and cons again.

Everyone's minds were instantly opened.

"It turns out that Xu Qi'an is a pawn, so can he come out? Change to a high-grade warrior to break the formation."

"Well, in terms of high-grade warriors, there are many in the capital, and they can break through the golden body of Buddhism."

"If you want to talk about warriors, our Zhenbei King is the well-deserved number one person in Dafeng."

The topic gradually turned to King Zhenbei.

Ms. Wang stole the limelight. She casually cast a glance at the area where the watchman was. Seeing that Xu Xinian was also looking at her, she was overjoyed.

Before the eyes of the two met, Miss Wang quietly looked away.

"The one who spoke just now was a female family member of Wang Shoufu's family? It seems to be his daughter." Xu Nian looked away in disgust. He had a bad impression of the Wang family.

Because Wang's party and Wei's party are political enemies, Wang's party persecuted eldest brother several times, and Xu Xinian kept these in mind.

He has long regarded the Royal Party as his imaginary enemy in the future.

"King Zhenbei is known as the most talented warrior in the past two hundred years of Dafeng. It's a pity that he is not in the capital, otherwise it would not be the turn of this group of bald donkeys to be arrogant."

Xu Nian heard the woman beside her comment.

"This woman knows a lot. This kind of knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary women. I don't know where my eldest brother met such a married woman." Xu Xinian secretly said.

"My eldest brother is also a martial arts genius." Xu Lingyue said.

The woman smiled without arguing.

But Xu Lingyue heard the meaning behind the smile, it was too lazy to argue, just like a person who holds the truth in his hand and disdains to argue with someone who argues.

foshan.

Xu Qi'an rested for a while, and continued to climb up the stairs, without encountering any more checkpoints along the way, and came directly to Monk Jingsi.

At this moment, Jing Si's whole body was like casted in gold, exuding wisps of faint golden light.

Envy, if I learn this magical skill, I will be golden all over Xu Qi'an, a word will naturally appear in Xu Qi'an's mind: the golden gun will not fall!

"Master Jingsi!"

Xu Qi'an stopped, sat down on the steps below, and said, "Can I rest for a while?"

The little monk Jingsi sat cross-legged, smiled and nodded: "The benefactor, just adjust your breath."

Xu Qi'an raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid that I will strike again?"

Monk Jingsi smiled and said, "The benefactor's meridians are burning at this time, can he still withstand the force just now?"

"It's not a question of whether you can bear it, it's just that the skills need to be cooled." Xu Qi'an grinned.

The body is like a container, overloaded with external forces, entering the sage time at this moment. But this is only one of the reasons, and another reason is that he can no longer mobilize the power of sentient beings.

It's like he can only pick up money once a day, and he has to wait until tomorrow to continue picking up money. That's why it is said that skills need to be cooled.

Using No. 4's secret method to mobilize the power of all beings The secret method should be just a means. The core of the problem is that I can mobilize the power of all beings. I suspect that this is an upgraded version of weird luck. Obviously, the monk Shenshu knows my ability, Then Jianzheng naturally knows that I remember what Monk Shenshu said that he is the same kind of person as I am, and even he lives in my body for this reason, which is a bit scary to think about!

Xu Qi'an thought to himself.

"Has the master been a monk since childhood?" Xu Qi'an chatted.

Monk Jingsi nodded.

"Is the Master practicing Zen or Wu?"

"Cultivation of Zen and martial arts." Jing Si replied.

There is also such an operation as Zen and martial arts dual cultivation? The talent of this little monk is astonishing! Xu Qi'an nodded, and said: "I heard that Buddhism pays attention to entering the world first and then reborn. The master has become a monk since he was a child, and he doesn't even have a family. What kind of family is he?"

Monk Jing Si heard that Xu Qi'an wanted to discuss the Dharma with him, so he stood firm and fearless, and said: "Leaving home means cutting off the traces of troubles and escaping into Buddhism, and the benefactor does not need to insist on words.

"The poor monk practiced Buddhism since childhood, traveled the Western Regions, tasted all the sufferings of the world, and also tasted the eight sufferings of life."

Shit, you have tasted all the hardships of life, you, a person who has never even experienced mortgages, car loans, and sky-high price gifts, tell me that you have tasted all the hardships of life in front of me?

Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.

"Master, what do you think of women?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"Bone scraping knife!" Monk Jing Si commented concisely.

"It's too early to say that, the master has never touched women, so how do you know that women are not the most beautiful things in the world?"

The conversation between the two was heard in the ears of the onlookers without missing a word.

"Isn't it the Vajra Formation? Why did you start talking about Buddhism?"

"Where is he talking about Buddhism, he is obviously talking about women's sex, but this lord has said every word in my heart."

The men showed "hehehe" smiles at the same time.

The woman blushed and secretly "spit".

"Oh, how can a dog slave talk such nonsense." Zhuan Zhuan blushed and lowered his head slightly.

"Mother, elder brother is becoming more and more unruly." Xu Lingyue stomped her feet.

My aunt didn't speak, feeling a little embarrassed.

Uncle Xu was both embarrassed and ashamed, what is this kid talking nonsense, there are many dignitaries and dignitaries here, and there are tens of thousands of people watching, if there are some words that are difficult to be elegant, don't spit them out.

"It's true that the poor monk has never experienced female sex, but female sex is as fierce as a tiger. This is a story passed down from generation to generation of eminent monks. Don't make excuses." Jing Si was unmoved.

"As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch a tiger's cub!" Xu Qi'an retorted.

Jing Si was stunned: "What is the explanation of the benefactor's words?"

Xu Qi'an stopped talking.

"How can you get a tiger cub if you don't enter the tiger's lair? What has beauty to do with it?"

"Perhaps, there is a profound truth in it, but we can't find it out?"

Doubts flashed in the hearts of everyone outside.

"Then I have a few things that I would like to ask the master." Xu Qi'an stared at him and said with a smile: "Have you ever supported your parents? Have you worked hard to manage a house? Have you ever farmed with a hoe?

"Buddhism is not about childbirth. It needs pilgrims to take care of it all day long. I want to ask you, what sutra and Buddha are you chanting?

"Walking around the world as a bystander, is it considered to understand the sufferings of all beings? There are eight sufferings in life, and you only experience life through pure thinking, and you don't have the rest.

"You're just a fake monk."

Jing Si pondered for a long time, and replied: "Buddhas see everything in the world, so they naturally understand the sufferings in the world."

"good!"

Xu Qi'an nodded, pulled out the black gold long knife, and cut a bloody wound on his arm. He covered the wound and looked at Jing Si:

"Master, does it feel like I'm in pain?"

"With a blade added to the body, there is no reason for it not to hurt." Jing Si clasped his hands together.

"Then do you know how much pain I have?" Xu Qi'an asked again.

Jing Si was silent, he had a vajra shield, and the blade couldn't do harm, so he really couldn't answer.

"Master, don't you understand?" Xu Qi'an sighed: "This is your so-called "contemplation". You only know my pain, but you don't know how much pain I am in. You only know the suffering in the world, but you certainly don't know how much it is.

"You can't even understand the suffering of the common people, so how can you talk about saving sentient beings? Isn't it a joke, I will tell you a story."

Jing Si did not speak, but made a gesture of listening.

"One year, there was a severe drought in the world. The people had no rice to eat, and countless people died of starvation. A son from a wealthy family heard about this and said something in surprise. Master, do you know what he said?"

Jing Si asked, "What did he say?"

Xu Qi'an stared at the little monk Jingsi, showed a mocking smile, and said word by word: "Why——don't—eat—meat—mince."

Monk Jingsi seemed to be struck by lightning, his pupils dilated slightly and his face was dull.

"well said!"

"The little monk is speechless, look quickly, the little monk is speechless."

The crowd outside cheered loudly.

The monk is best at debating and talking about Zen, and no one can say that flowers can bloom with one mouth, but Xu Qi'an's words made the little monk from the Western Regions speechless.

This feeling is to defeat them in the field that Buddhism is best at. From the perspective of a bystander, the degree of sourness is even more refreshing than the knife that Xu Qi'an swung.

Morale boosted.

The princes of the court watched silently, bickering and unable to break through the Vajra Formation, let's see what Xu Qi'an's purpose is.

At this time, Xu Qi'an threw the black gold long knife in front of Monk Jingsi, and said in a deep voice: "Master, if you think what I said is wrong, if you think you can really experience the suffering of the people, why don't you try it."

Jing Si raised his head and murmured, "Experience?"

Xu Qi'an nodded: "Take away Vajra Bubai, cut a knife on your arm, and you will be able to understand the pain of your own body, and understand the real Buddha Dharma, instead of eating minced meat."

"No, no." Jing Si shook his head, as if trying to persuade himself not to try: "Take Vajra Undefeated, and I will lose."

"The monks are all empty-handed, but the master is so obsessed with winning or losing, he is already inferior." Xu Qi'an followed the persuasion:

"After losing a battle, the master has seen the broader sky and experienced the true Buddha Dharma. The master decides which is more important."

The monks are all empty, and should not be obsessed with winning or losing. Why not eat meat, why not eat meat? Monk Jingsi's expression gradually became complicated, showing a look of entanglement and struggle. He slowly stretched out his hand and held the black gold long knife.

The corner of Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched.

"So that's how it is." Chu Yuanzhen praised: "Jing Si practiced in Buddhism since he was a child. Maybe the Dharma is profound, but he lacks a little experience accumulated in the world. This is his flaw. Xu Ningyan is really witty."

Jing Si is like a gifted child of an aristocratic family, who practiced in the clan since childhood, and has the strength, but the state of mind is not perfect, lacking experience and precipitation.

"Amitabha." Heng Yuan recited the Buddha's name, feeling sad.

He thought of his younger brother Heng Hui, who was brought up by himself, who was also a very talented Buddhist disciple, but lacked worldly experience, which moved the hearts of ordinary people and caused catastrophe.

Beautifully done! The civil servants' eyes lit up and they applauded secretly.

Attacking the city is the bottom, and attacking the mind is the top. This step is in harmony with the art of war, and it is so wonderful.

Compared with fighting and killing, Xu Qi'an's operation of breaking the diamond formation made the civil servants feel more agreeable.

I couldn't help but think again: It's a pity that this son doesn't study!

Instinctively, the next thought came to mind: Xu Pingzhi is not a son of man.

Wang Shoufu nodded secretly, Xu Qi'an's operation made him feel suddenly enlightened, this was a countermeasure he hadn't thought of before.

At the time of the tax bank case, he didn't know Xu Qi'an, and he really paid attention to him after the Sangbo case. Suddenly realized that the future of this son is limitless.

It's a pity that Wei Yuan's people can only be enemies in the future, not allies.

At that time, along with the recitation of the Buddha's name, a voice echoed in the sky: "Jingsi, you have a sign."

While these words resounded in everyone's ears, they were also transmitted to the picture scroll, resounding in Monk Jingsi's ears.

The handsome young monk retracted his hands like an electric shock, put his palms together, and kept chanting the Buddha's name.

Gradually, his eyes became clear again.

"Asshole!"

Wang Shoufu threw his cup and stood up, furious, "Du'er Arhat, can Buddhism afford to lose?"

Behind Wei Yuan, nine golden gongs stood up at the same time and held down the handle of the saber.

Monk Jingchen said indifferently: "Jianzheng can help secretly, why can't Buddhism?"

He was adamant that Xu Qi'an's knife just now was the secret assistance of the supervisor, or he had planted corresponding means in his body in advance.

Wang Shoufu sneered and said, "Your Buddhist sect has the final say on the truth in this world? You said that the supervisor will help, and the supervisor will help."

The dignitaries showed angry faces, and they were generally restrained. The onlookers and unruly Jianghu people didn't care so much. They cursed and even collided with the forbidden army.

"Shameless bald donkey, this is obviously cheating, we don't care, the Diamond Formation has been broken."

"The dignified Buddhist sect is so shameless, if the Buddhist sect wins the fight today, we will deny it."

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Master Du'er turned a deaf ear to Zhentian's abuse, glanced at Jingchen, and said indifferently: "Aren't you a sign?"

"Disciple is guilty." Jing Chen lowered his head.

Can the monks outside the venue hear my conversation with Jingsi? There are both literary and martial fights, each according to its own ability, and forcibly intervening outside the arena is too much. Xu Qi'an was secretly annoyed.

He stopped talking immediately, and breathed out cross-legged.

A quarter of an hour later, Xu Qi'an opened his eyes, retrieved the black gold long knife, and retracted the scabbard.

Pressing the handle of the saber, Xu Qi'an said loudly: "I only use one saber, this saber passes, life and death are at your own risk."

The sound passed through the picture scroll and spread outside.

Only one knife? !

Regardless of layman or expert, whether it is a commoner or an aristocrat, after hearing this sentence, they all feel incredible.

Are you angry?

Xu Qi'an settled all his emotions, restrained all his energy, the breath in his body collapsed inward, and his dantian was like a black hole. This is an essential process of accumulating energy for a one-shot cut between heaven and earth.

Since you guys cheated, don't blame me for cheating. He closed his eyes, and his mental power collapsed and retracted simultaneously, linking to a huge energy of blood in his body.

It was the essence and blood of Monk Shenshu.

On the way back to Beijing from Yunzhou, Xu Qi'an absorbed this drop of blood essence, and was resurrected from the dead with the blood essence of an immortal warrior, but part of the power was still deposited in his body.

When Xu Qi'an saw Du'er Arhat let Jing Si enter the battle, he immediately realized that he could not avoid this "Vajra" no matter what, and with the blessing of the secret realm of Buddhism, it was impossible for Xu Qi'an's strength to avoid it. cut open.

At that time, he hid in the Sitianjian and communicated with the monk Shenshu. The Sitianjian is the territory of the warlocks, so he doesn't have to worry about being noticed by Du Er Luohan.

The suggestion given by the monk Shenshu is: mobilize the essence and blood in the body to vent out the remaining indigestible power.

This power will not reveal the existence of Monk Shenshu. In order for Xu Qian to absorb the immortal essence in his blood, Monk Shenshu has already worn away its "attributes".

In essence, it is just the essence condensed by Wu Fu.

The power deposited in the body recovered, it melted into Xu Qi'an's limbs and bones, and turned into pure energy.

There is no wind in the Buddhist realm, but Xu Qi'an's robes are not encouraged by the wind. He still has his eyes closed, like a sleeping overlord, waking up little by little.

The whole world will tremble and tremble for his recovery.

"What's going on, am I dazzled, why does it feel like the world is shaking?"

"It is Foshan, Foshan is trembling, it is Foshan that is trembling"

Outside the arena, someone suddenly shouted in shock: "It's Xu Qi'an, he's about to draw his sword."

No one was blind, they all saw that Xu Qi'an caused the Foshan tremor.

"Amitabha!"

Jingsi pinched the formula in his hand and remained still, but the clouds and mist in the Buddha's territory moved, and scattered golden light after streaks, which melted into the golden body.

As a result, the golden body became brighter and richer, emitting thousands of rays of light, like the rising sun.

Stand against each other!

Huaiqing got up abruptly, stepped out of the awning and looked up, her eyes met the bright golden light, she stared at it firmly and held her breath.

More people stood up and walked out of the arbor. They raised their heads, their eyes widened, and they even forgot to breathe.

Among them is Wang Shoufu.

Wei Yuan got up slowly, paced outside the arbor, and said leisurely: "One day the roc rises with the same wind, and it soars up to 90,000 li."

Is this what you expected, Duke Wei! ? The golden gongs looked at his back.

Bang!

The sound of drawing the sword was like thunder, resounding through the world.

There is no such a knife in the world that attracts so much attention and touches the hearts of countless people.

There is no such resolute knife in the world anymore, as if it wants to cut everything off, rather than smashing jade into pieces.

Of course, there are no such fast knives in the world, so fast that the naked eye can't catch them.

However, the eyes of everyone outside the arena clearly saw that the golden body was broken, and saw layers of golden light being blown away like mist. It was the unparalleled sword intent that drove away the golden light.

This King Kong who had been undefeated for half a decade outside the South City, and the golden body that had been held dear by the people in the city for five days, finally lost.

On the field, Xu Qi'an stood proudly.

Jing Si sat down, the knife marks on his chest and abdomen penetrated into the bone, and the damaged organs could be seen. His face was pale and he could not maintain the meditation posture.

Fragments of golden light reunited and flowed into his wound, repairing his flesh and blood.

"I said before, I only have one knife!" Xu Qi'an said lightly.

At this moment, thousands of people in the capital lost their voices.

There was about four or five seconds of silence, and then, suddenly, there was a sound.

Some people screamed, some cheered, and some even burst into tears, sweeping away the grievances of many days.

"I believe in the orthodoxy of Kyushu, and my martial arts and martial arts are the best in the world!" Some scholars shouted hissingly.

"Xu Shikui's martial arts are superb, number one in the world."

At this time, everyone remembered the words from the secret realm just now: I only have one knife!

Until now, they didn't understand the confidence and pride in this sentence.

Emperor Yuan Jing, who stood on the top of the Star Observation Tower, faced the sound waves, and also saw the passionate and passionate people.

"The diamond array is broken."

The old emperor showed a sincere smile: "Jianzheng, you really are sure, good, very good, Xu Qi'an is also very good, and the cultivation of the court is not in vain."

"Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth"

Miss Wang heard her father muttering in a low voice.

She is indeed a great hero, Ms. Wang said in her heart. She glanced around and saw many acquaintances, young ladies standing proudly looking at the steps of Foshan, with fascinated eyes.

Among them were some noble ladies who still had charm. Their eyes were full of aggressiveness and scorching. They stared at the young man without blinking.

Even the number one scholar is not as good as him. Ms. Wang added something in her heart.

Bang bang, bang bang, I heard my own heartbeat like a drum beating, it was more intense than ever in more than twenty years.

Looking at the big brother who is so beautiful, Xu Lingyue is a little crazy.

The aunt gave a "tsk tut", "Master, after this fight, the threshold of our house will be trampled by the matchmaker, sir?"

Xu Pingzhi had tears in his eyes, and his face was full of relief.

Big brother is getting stronger and stronger, he is advancing bravely in martial arts, and I can't be too far behind. New Year quietly clenched his fists.

Even when Duke Huai was young, he wasn't as dazzling as him, the old aunt thought to herself.

"Master, cultivate well."

Xu Qi'an put the knife back into its sheath and continued to climb the mountain.

Shuttle among the misty mountains and forests, after walking for a quarter of an hour, the front suddenly became clear, with jagged rocks and sparse vegetation. There was a huge bodhi tree, and an old monk sat cross-legged under the tree.

Xu Qi'an knew that this was the third level.

At this time, he had almost reached the top of the mountain.

After passing this level, there should be another level on the top of the mountain, which is also the last level. Xu Qi'an clasped his hands together: "Master, what shall we compare to in this level?"

The old monk recited the Buddha's name and said leisurely: "The donor's heart is not calm."

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was the old Zen master. Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, and asked, "Why do you want to be quiet?"

"If you have a calm mind, you will have the Dharma. If you have the Dharma, you will have the Buddha. If you have the Buddha, you will be able to transcend the sea of ​​suffering." The old monk replied.

"Why do you want to escape the sea of ​​suffering?" Xu Qi'an asked again.

"Why don't you detach yourself?" the old monk asked back.

"Why do you have to detach yourself?" Xu Qi'an argued.

"Why don't you detach yourself?" the old monk said leisurely.

"What are they talking about?"

"When it comes to the Zen machine, I don't even understand it."

"Do you understand? Then tell me."

"Nonsense, if I can understand it, I will become an eminent monk. However, it is because I don't understand it that I have hidden mysteries."

"I see."

The common people outside whispered to each other with different reactions. Some people frowned and chewed their conversation word by word, trying to understand the truth of Zen from it.

Some people nodded slightly, or shook their heads, as if they had realized something.

Then, everyone, from the royal family to the common people, heard Xu Qi'an say:

"Master, let's talk in human terms, I was just talking nonsense just now."

PS: The rise of the filly is a bit too much! ! ! ! I've been mocked by several authors.

Thanks to the leader of "Lanling and Flowers" for the reward.

At most two chapters, this plot is finished, I feel relieved, oh, it’s not enough now, I have to continue.

Today is such a big chapter, as I said at the end of the single chapter in the morning.