The Path Toward Heaven

He pushed open the door, and Yin San didn't see Liu ten years old, only Xiao He smiled and said, "Come and ask for a meal."

Xiao Xiaohe was a bit surprised, so he asked him to sit down and arrange it. She is no longer as wary of this mysterious predecessor, because she needs to worry too much now, such as Liu's ten-year-old body, such as Jing Jiu who now lives in Guocheng Temple.

Amaranth is still very rich, but the wine is a little different.

Xu Yinsan lowered the bowl and said with a smile, "The strong ale on Thunder Island is not easy to get."

Xiao Xiaohe stood aside, clutching at the corner of clothing a little nervously.

Suddenly, good wine appeared on the table at home. In addition to friends from afar, there was also a possibility of asking people to do things.

Zhiyin San is a very casual person, drinking wine, eating vegetables, and talking casually.

"He will return to Qingshan one day, how do you resolve your fox demon identity?"

Xiao Xiaohe was silent for a moment and said, "If it really doesn't work, I'll leave."

Xu Yinsan said: "The fox demon is easy to be emotional, good at making judgments, and knows the importance. Since you are willing to give up, the picture is naturally not small. Do you want him to be the head of the team?"

Xiao Xiaohe knew he couldn't hide the expert, and said, "Senior sees clearly."

Xu Yinsan shook his head and said, "He will never be the head of Qingshan in his life."

Xiao Xiaohe turned pale and asked, "Why?"

"I know Qingshan. Anyone who has experienced him can't be in charge unless he can do what I do, but can he?"

Xu Yinsan looked at the stewed fish in the big bowl and said calmly, "He can't, so he can't."

Wu Xiaohe's face was pale, but calmed a lot. Just as he was relaxed after despair, he whispered, "He said, Master Jiujian thinks so too."

She Yinsan heard the name, her lips slightly raised, and said, "At least he didn't forget this."

Xiao Xiaohe asked, "What suggestions do you have?"

According to her thoughts, since Liu was ten years old and could not make the head of Qingshan, it would be better to spend some ordinary days in this vegetable garden. But she also knows that this is just a delusional wish, and one day Liu will leave here at the age of ten, or even leave her.

"The world is very big, why should you be confined to that hill? Even if you will leave here in the future, you can go to other places or even other continents to see."

This is the true emotion of Yin San.

If it wasn't for the mountains, he would have left early.

Thinking about the past, he stretched his chopsticks to the green spinach piled up in the plate, like a sword going to pierce a green mountain.

"After Jing Jiuxian came to the temple, he followed him every day, just as he did in the past. In the future, Ji Jiuxian would say he would have to go back to Qingshan.

Xiao Xiaohe thought of life these days and felt a bit bitter.

Zhiyin San's chopsticks stopped in the air and said, "I don't like to eat spinach the most, it's too bitter."

Xiao Xiaohe didn't understand what he meant, but suddenly the room became extremely cold.

That breath came from Yin San's body.

Xiao Xiaohe knelt down, his face pale and his body trembling slightly.

The yin yin san's breath was not so powerful, but she felt extreme fear.

She was like when her left shoulder was pierced by Jing Jiuyi sword in a sea temple outside Haizhou.

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There is a large farmland outside the front yard of the front temple of Lugucheng Temple, and there are continuous sheds along the road.

Qianqian Temple can be used for burning incense, attending Buddhas, and doing things, and the backyard is the place where monks clean up in the temple.

The Tallinn is very quiet and the place is very biased. Because the color of the spiritual tower is mostly white and gray, the Zen room closest to it is called Baishan.

Xu Yinsan sat on the stone steps of the Baishan Zen Room, looked at the stone towers, and remained silent for a long time.

The old ancestor came back from the outside with his mouth wiped, and felt a little strange when he saw this scene.

Xu Yinsan often sits on the stone steps to bask in the sun, but there is no sun today.

And based on his ancestor's realm, naturally, he can see that his mood is a little weird today.

His grandfather asked carefully, "Live, what happened?"

Xu Yinsan said slightly, "I don't know, Jingjiu is in Guocheng Temple."

Laozu's ancestors have been guessing who is Yin San's Neiying in Guocheng Temple. Now it seems that the person should have followed the chief of the church to the north.

Then ... he woke up to God, knew what he heard, fell into silence, and his nose became more rosy.

The crow's voice came from deep in Tallinn.

"What is he here for?"

His grandfather asked in a low voice.

"There is something wrong with that fairy tale."

Xu Yinsan said: "He can't solve it in Qingshan, so here he asks for Dharma relief ... same as me."

The old ancestor was silent for a while, and suddenly walked into the Zen room, saying, "I haven't read a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures. I took them on the road."

Qiyin San looked up at the crows flying from Tallinn and asked indifferently, "Why go?"

The old ancestor stopped and said, "Whether it's hiding or killing, you always leave."

This sentence makes sense.

Xu Yinsan said: "I came here to ask for Dharma liberation. I haven't got the true scriptures yet. How can I go?"

His grandfather walked back to him and asked tentatively, "Then kill?"

Xu Yinsan said: "I wanted to kill him. Now he's brought to the door. Why not kill him?"

"This sentence is too vulgar and does not fit your personality."

Old ancestor said with a grimace, "And don't you say he's not Jingyang, why kill him?"

Xu Yinsan said: "He is not Jingyang, and he is going to die."

The old ancestor looked cold and said, "Why?"

If it's something else, as long as Yin San said something, he would definitely respond like a dog, but this thing doesn't work, he needs a reason.

Now that Zenzi has gone to Baicheng, the abbot ca n’t retreat. No one in Guocheng Temple can directly resist his Xuanyin magic, but even if he kills Jing Jiu, he will inevitably reveal his identity. Chase him to death, is he going to hide back into the sun?

Xu Yinsan said, "I don't see him pleasing to the eye. What's the reason?"

My grandfather shook his head and said seriously, "Not good."

Xu Yinsan suddenly stood up and walked towards Tallinn, leaving a sentence.

"Fun to play with you, because of his temperament, he must have that cat with him, how can there be such a good kill?"

His grandfather looked at his back and asked, "Then avoid it now?"

Yin Yinsan didn't stop and said, "Let's take a look."

Suddenly, the old ancestor had a bad idea, and Shen Sheng said, "A real person is going to see him?"

Yin Yinsan didn't speak, and stopped in Tallinn.

My grandfather finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Yinsan took out the bone flute and drew dozens of lines on the ground between several spiritual towers.

Those lines make up extremely complicated patterns. Looking at it should be a certain array method.

The crow sounds in the sky, the cold wind blows, and the fallen leaves roll in from outside Tallinn, covering those lines, and can no longer be seen.

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Today there is no master lecture in the Lecture Hall. Jing Jiu is in Jingyuan.

躺在 He was lying on a bamboo chair, eyes closed, listening to the sound coming from the wind, his ears moved slightly.

This pair of ears can hear all the sounds from the cold wind.

That is all the sounds of heaven and earth, including the chanting of monks, the sound of believers' foreheads touching the ground in the front hall, the sound of burning candles.

In theory, his ears should be conspicuous, but everyone who sees him will be attracted by his face, and it is difficult to notice this.

Listening to the sound of the wind, his right hand rested on the armrest of the bamboo chair, and tapped lightly.

Tamarix was ten years old sitting next to a bamboo chair, staring at his fingers, constantly adjusting the movement of the true elements in his body as he paced.

这样 Twenty years ago, by the pond in the small village, such pictures often occurred.

Sukai's fingers stopped suddenly, then opened his eyes and looked out of Jingyuan.

The sound in the howling wind was a little chaotic, although it was only momentary, he was noticed.

His fingers moved again, but this time it was much faster, with numerous afterimages.

At the age of ten, Yanao did not notice that he had opened his eyes and thought that it was still the rhythm. Zhenyuan immediately became confused and quickly stopped.

Kusui Jiuwang looked out of Jingyuan, her eyes were slightly different.

Even if it is related to the longevity fairy tale, his deduction calculation can get a general guideline. Why is nothing clear this time?

At the age of ten, Tamarix thought that he was worried about Xianzhu. He said, "I know a master at Guocheng Temple. I don't know if he is your acquaintance."

Kusui Jiu looked back, took a tea cup and sipped, and shook his head.

He has only one acquaintance in Guocheng Temple, and he knows several monks, but Jingjiu does not know anyone.

At the age of ten, Tamariu thought that it was Zen's help, and said, "That master Dharma is profound and has helped me to interpret many difficult Scriptures. Should I?"

Kusui put the tea cup back on the table and shook his head again.

In the rain corridor on the other side, Zhao Layue was reviewing the scriptures the day before yesterday, thinking about the problems on the kendo, touching the white cat on his knee in the palm of his hand, and occasionally rubbing his belly. Listening to Liu's ten-year-old words, she said, "How can a arrogant person like him think that anyone in the world is qualified to teach him?"

Distance produces beauty and awe.

If you are too familiar, beauty is gone and awe are gone.

道 This principle applies to cats as well as people.

Her attitude towards Jing Jiu is becoming more and more casual, and she is going to return to the first two years.

The white cat didn't feel offended, hummed comfortably, then purred, and finally turned over and turned his belly to the sky.

Kusui Jiu said nothing, raised his tea cup and remembered that he had just drank it.

Tamarix hurry to pour.

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The twilight was getting darker, and when I wanted to come home, Yin San got up from the stone steps, patted off the dust on his body, and prepared to go to the vegetable garden to disturb a meal.

The old ancestor said, "Will you still go?"

Xu Yinsan said, "Go and see."

Grandpa Zu said: "If you saw it there, are you going to kill him directly?"

Yin San shook his head and said: "Since he thinks he is Jingyang, he will not go to the vegetable garden again. UU reading www.uukanshu.com because it is meaningless to Jingyang, so I will not meet him. "

Grandpa asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xun Yinsan left without explanation and went directly to the vegetable garden.

The time he chose was really good. Liu was ten years old and had dinner with Xiaohe in the house.

Since he is not a senior invited by the son, naturally Liu will not tell him about the son when he is ten years old, but he did not expect Yin San to take the initiative to raise it.

Yin Yinsan drank a bowl of wine and said, "I know what Jing Jiu is doing. I may have some methods. Ask him if you want to learn."

At the age of ten, Tamariu was a little wary and said, "I'm not very clear, but I can ask."

Zhiyin San took out a few sheets of paper and handed it over, saying, "Don't tell him who I am. If you don't believe me, don't say it. If he doesn't believe me, don't use it."

清 In the early morning of the next day, Liu was ten years old and brought the best new tea sent by Gu Qing's family with the papers into Guocheng Temple.

Kusui Jiu took the papers and looked at them, and found that the handwriting was strange, but the sentence had a familiar taste.

More importantly, that person's method is quite reasonable.

This is not a meditation and interpretation of the Zen Buddhism, but a refining fairy chant.

How many people in the world can have such a level?

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