The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 144: This temple and this garden can be meditation

　　 Chapter 144, this temple, this garden can be meditation

　　 Zhao Layue looked at the ordinary small stone tower, wondering who would know that the former Emperor God was buried in it?

　　 Jing Jiu said: "He has liked to live a simple life since he was a child. If it were not for nothing, he would not have been the emperor in Chaoge City for so many years."

　　 Zhao Layue looked up at him and asked: "He is the friend you are looking for?"

　　While at Shenmo Peak, Jing Jiu said that his friend had died.

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Although he is not very accurate, he has always been more like a friend in my heart."

　　 Zhao Layue's gaze fell on his clenched left hand, and said: "How can he help you?"

　　 "I come here very few times, but every time I come, I am the most peaceful."

　　 Jing Jiu looked at the stone tower, his eyes calm, unknowingly shallow or deep.

　　The biggest difficulty in refining the immortal urn is not the immortal energy of infinite power, but the immortal consciousness left by the blade.

　　 The true immortal consciousness cannot be wiped out by the world's Taoist methods. It will slowly infiltrate the Taoist heart like a spring rain and a candlelight beam.

　　 Dao mind and Zen mind are both minds, and a calm mind like water can resist this kind of contamination.

　　 This small stone pagoda, the sunset in the Tallinn, the ancient temple under the shining sun, the morning bells in the temple, the drums in the morning and evening, and the sound of chanting in the pine waves can help him meditate, and then lead the immortal consciousness into the place of dying.

　　 This is why Jing Jiu came to Guocheng Temple.

　　 The white cat woke up, opened his eyes, and looked at the quiet courtyard, a little confused and nervous.

　　 It raised its head and sniffed in the air, not knowing what it smelled, but gradually calmed down, and climbed off Jing Jiu.

　　 It didn't jump back into Zhao Layue's arms, but slowly walked to the futon in front of the small stone tower, coiled itself into a circle, closed its eyes, and once again entered the sweet dreamland.

　　 Looking at this scene, Zhao Layue was silent for a while, and said: "Actually, I have always felt that it is impossible to refine the immortal urn. Now I have some confidence."

　　 Jing Jiu said, "How is your realm now?"

　　Zhao Layue said: "You are not far from the middle of the field."

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Excessive speed is not a good thing. Next, stay steady and quiet, and listen to the scriptures in Guocheng Temple for a few years."

　　 When he wanted to come, the realm of the little twelfth lunar month was about to catch up with him, so naturally he would be too fast.

　　 If it's something else, Zhao Layue will definitely listen to him, but this is not the case, she stubbornly pursed her lips and refused to speak out.

　　 Before entering the Green Mountain Sect, she regarded the uncle Jingyang as an idol and a target to pursue. She regrets that she cannot live in the same era as such a peerless genius. Now it is hard to have such an opportunity, how can she let it go? .

　　 Jing Jiu knew what the little girl was thinking, so he reached out and touched her head, and said, "The Zen scriptures are interesting. I have learned it at the age of ten. You should also make up this lesson first. It is good for you. ."

　　 maybe because his calm voice seemed very convincing, maybe his hands were warm, Zhao Layue finally agreed, and then asked: "Which day will I go to see Liu Shisui?"

　　Jing Jiu is a little puzzled. I only met with Shisui in Yunmeng Mountain not long ago. I have confessed everything I should confess, so what else do I need to see him do?

　　 Looking at his expression, Zhao Layue finally confirmed that he is still the guy who ignores world affairs and can’t do things in the world. Seeing that the words and fireworks on his body are a little bit more, they are actually illusions, and some of them said in a bad mood: " His home is in Guocheng Temple. Of course we should visit it when we come."

　　Humanity and sophistication are not important anymore. Liu Shisui was sent to Guocheng Temple by you, so I don’t even have to look at it. What kind of sadness does that guy feel when he knows?

　　 Jing Jiu thought for a while before he understood what she meant, and said, "I don't know where he lives."

　　 Zhao Layue looked into his eyes and said seriously: "I know."

　　The person in charge of contact between Shenmofeng and Liu Shisui is Gu Qing, and Gu Qing is the one who delivers things to the vegetable garden. Before she leaves Shenmofeng, she tells her the address of the vegetable garden and reminds her not to forget to visit. It's Gu Qing.

　　 In other words, without Gu Qing, she might have forgotten this matter. She is not qualified to give Jing Jiu advice, but of course she would not tell Jing Jiu about this matter.

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　　 Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu's visit at the same time naturally alarmed the big figures in Guocheng Temple. Jing Jiu was unwilling to deal with these matters. He didn't think Zhao Layue was willing, so he entrusted all these things to the monk.

　　 Dachang Monk was the deputy secretary of Taichang Temple in Chaoge City. He served the emperor for a lifetime and lived in Guocheng Temple for three hundred years. It was naturally extremely easy to deal with these problems.

　　 Every year in Chaoge City, there will be a Guoguo who will return the vow on behalf of the emperor. They will live in the temple and have corresponding wooden plaques for easy entry and exit.

　　 Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue took two wooden plaques, and they left Guocheng Temple and came under the cliff outside the side entrance.

　　 The sun is not so warm in winter, and there are not too many vegetables in the vegetable garden. It looks a little barren.

　　 Standing on the cliff looking at the vegetable garden, Jing Jiu felt that this place was really not so good, even the few clumps of bamboo were not very energetic. I really don’t know why Liu Shisui was not willing to go to Yimaozhai.

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　　 You can’t warm up in winter, but you can warm your heart. Liu Shisui sat on the bench in front of the door and read the scriptures, while Xiao He embroidered shoe uppers next to him.

　　 Watching Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walk in, Liu Shisui was a little surprised, but more puzzled. He knew very well that the son was so lazy that he would never come to Guocheng Temple to see himself, not to mention that they had only seen him a few days ago, and they had spent so many years in the imperial palace in the illusion.

　　 Xiaohe was taken aback. He didn't notice that his finger was punctured by a needle. He quickly got up and saluted Jing Jiu, and then saluted Zhao Layue. According to the order of Shenmofeng, Zhao Layue is the peak owner. Of course, she should be ranked first. She should be saluted first, but Xiaohe was scared when she looked at Jing Jiu, where she wanted to get this.

　　 You don’t need to drink alcohol when you meet the wind and dust, but you have to eat a meal when you come to your family.

　　 The table is full of good dishes, extremely rich.

　　 Jing Jiu didn't eat, and casually picked up the green bamboo shoots in the chopsticks diving into the kimchi, feeling that it was still a bit sour, so he put down the chopsticks.

　　 Xiaohe looked at his movements and couldn't help feeling a little bitter. It wasn't until Zhao Layue had eaten a whole braised big fish that he felt better.

　　After eating, Xiaohe went out to change their tea, Jing Jiu suddenly asked: "Why don't you want to go to Yimaozhai?"

　　 This is the second time he has asked this question.

　　 Liu Shisui lowered his head and said nothing.

　　 Jing Jiu thought about Zhao Layue’s refusal to agree to her appearance in front of the small stone pagoda. She couldn't help feeling a little helpless. Why was she so stubborn?

　　 Zhao Layue got up and went out of the house, taking Xiaohe to a distance, so as not to disturb the conversation between the master and servant.

　　 "I won't tell anyone."

　　 Jing Jiu made a promise.

　　 This is a rare behavior for him.

　　 Liu Shisui got up and took out a box from a secret tunnel in the corner.

There is a fan and a pen in the 　　 box.

　　 Jing Jiu looked at the fan and said, "Normal."

　　 Then he looked at the pen, his expression condensed slightly, and said, "Yes."

　　 can be commented by him is a good one, it must be an extremely powerful magic weapon for Chaotian Continent.

　　 There was a buzzing sound suddenly in the room.

　　 There are no mosquitoes in winter, who is calling this?

　　 Liu Shisui suddenly raised his hand helplessly, because it was not his will.

　　 The silver sword bracelet on his wrist vibrates at high speed, and the sound comes from here.

　　 The silver sword bracelet buzzed, like Liu Ada's meowing, reminding Jing Jiu to look at me and look at me.

　　 Jing Jiu thought about the Qingtianjian from Zhongzhou School, and was very dissatisfied with it, and said, "Shut up."

　　 Liu Shisui's hand slowly lowered, and Fuer Sword did not dare to make any more noises, and the room was full of resentment.

　　 Jing Jiu's gaze fell on his face and said, "Say."

　　"A few years ago, the Duke of the State came to Guocheng Temple to honour his majesty's vow. I met an official and inquired about it secretly. Only then did I know that Mr. Yan turned out to be a traitor to Yimaozhai. I heard that when he betrayed his study, I stole the Guancheng pen secretly and was chased by the scholar in Zhaili, but I always feel that this is not so simple. I don’t know if Mr. Yan is a good person, but I’m sure he is a enthusiastic person, otherwise neither Will die to save me..."

　　 Liu Shisui recounted the events of the year, thinking of the last scene of Mr. Yan's death in ashes, silently shedding tears.

　　"Back then, the Emperor Underworld was trapped by this pen and then suppressed by Xianlu. If you let the scholars of Yimaozhai know that this pen is at your place, it would be really troublesome,"

　　 Jing Jiu didn't see his tears, and said: "...so you don't let them know."

　　 Liu Shisui wiped away the tears with his sleeves, and said, "But I am afraid that I will go to Yimaozhai, and I can’t help Mr. Zha Yan’s things back then. By then, I’ll definitely cause trouble to you... Now everyone knows. The relationship between the son and me is meaningless even if you drive me out of the teacher's door."

　　 Jing Jiu sighed and said, "You know that too?"

　　 Liu Shisui said: "Yes, that's why I have been reluctant to go to Yimaozhai~IndoMTL.com~Jing Jiu said: "But the true qi problem in your body has to be solved. Consider it for yourself. Go back to the sword prison and beg the dog. "

　　 Liu Shisui said: "I also think this is more appropriate. How can I say that the corpse dog is also my elder, I can't die without saving, right?"

　　 Jing Jiu said, "You are wrong. When it comes to seeing death and not saving, except for Canglong, the dog does the most, because they do this."

　　 Liu Shisui was startled, and said: "My son, you seem to speak a lot more now than before."

　　 Jing Jiu got up and walked outside, and said to Zhao Layue who was watching the boring snow scene: "Go."

　　He and Zhao Layue walked out of the vegetable garden to go back to the temple along the mountain road, only to find that Liu Shisui followed behind, which was very natural.

　　 "Huh?" Jing Jiu hummed.

　　"My son, since you are going to live in Guocheng Temple, how can you have fewer people to serve?"

　　 Thinking of the past in Qingshan, Liu Shisui was in a much better mood, and said with a smile: "Speaking of leaving Nansong Pavilion, I haven't done these things for many years."

　　 Jing Jiu thought for a while, and said, "Also."

　　 The door in the vegetable garden is closed.

　　 squeak.

　　 is very resentful.

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