Nightwatcher Chapter 63: Zen machine

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Xu Qi'an's state is like a bucket of cold water pouring on everyone's heart, letting the high atmosphere fall back, and the cheers gradually disappearing.

"The little monk on the mountainside is the one who sat at the Nancheng Heroes Terrace for half a decade."

"It is said that Buddhism's King Kong is undefeated. It is indeed undefeated. In five days, many heroes and heroes took the stage to challenge, and no one can break his golden body."

At this moment, the people in the capital and the people from outside the rivers and lakes recalled the fear of being dominated by Jingsi's King Kong body.

I remembered the power of this delicate monk.

Some people who don’t live in Nancheng, after inquiring about this, the reaction was fierce:

"This happened? Don't tell the hearsay, market rumors are most exaggerated and untrustworthy."

"It is not an exaggeration. I also know that a few days ago, a very powerful swordsman made a shot. It is said that summoning a stone as a sword is quite good. But I still lost in the hands of this little monk."

"Buddhism is too strong, compared to our people, it seems difficult and difficult."

The people in the capital were frustrated.

From the battle between Jingsi and Jingchen and the teaching of the Fa, to the advent of the Fa last night, Buddhism gave the people in the capital a great impact, and a powerful impression was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

............

"The poor monk remembers that Xu Ningyan’s unique knowledge is "Slashing Heaven and Earth", does he still have the energy to make a single cut?" Number 6 Hengyuan shook his head, folded his hands together, and sighed:

"The King Kong Formation in the second stage is a martial battle. He only has the power of a single knife, but he has exhausted his power in the Eight-Ku Formation."

Chu Yuanzhen couldn't help but smile and said, "No. 6, you are too mad."

Hengyuan frowned puzzled.

Chu Yuanzhen didn't answer, and continued: "However, unless he can cut the second knife and break through the second knife of the Baku Array, otherwise, he can't cut Jingsi's golden body anyway."

.............

In the pergola, a heated debate is underway at this time.

"If you don't have enough energy, you can rest. There is no time limit for this fight. As long as Xu Qi'an can make a cut that is not weaker than the previous one, breaking the diamond formation will not be a problem."

After a honorable person expressed his opinion, he immediately attracted refutation from others.

The one who rebutted Weihaibo was also a noble man, and his cultivation level was not weak: "Just then, Weihaibo thought that a seventh-rank martial artist could cut it out with just that cut?"

The surrounding dignitaries listened to the debate between the two and listened very carefully.

Mounting beckoned, and said crisply: "Uncle Weihai, Uncle Pingding, you two make it clear. Dog....... How sure is Xu Qi'an to break the diamond formation?"

Ping Dingbo is a middle-aged man in his early forties. He is in the prime of life. He has a burly body and a bright tiger eye. He heard the second princess question and stood up and arched his hands:

"His Royal Highness, from the perspective of his ministers, Xu Qi'an has no chance of winning."

Biaobian frowned: "Why do you say this."

Ping Dingbo sighed: "Xu Qi'an is only a seventh-rank martial artist, and the golden body of Monk Jingsi cannot be broken even by Chu Yuanzhen, let alone him."

A civil servant frowned and said: "Ping Dingbo knows something. Although Xu Qi'an is a seventh-rank, but strong, he has twice broken the record of a sixth-rank copper-skinned and iron-boned warrior."

Ping Dingbo shook his head: "The undefeated Buddhism King Kong is comparable to the bronze and iron bones of a warrior. Besides, this little monk has been sitting in Nancheng for half a decade. If Xu Qi'an could win, he would have taken a shot long ago. ?"

The vocal minister nodded, and Ping Dingbo was a noble honor, who participated in the battle of mountains and seas twenty years ago. His vision is not bad, since he said that, it is mostly true.

I thought about mounting for a long time, but didn't think of a rebuttal, so he said: "Uncle Pingding, how can you grow other people's ambitions and destroy your prestige, what good will Xu Qi'an lose to you?"

Ping Dingbo reluctantly said: "The minister is not aspiring to others. Xu Qi'an is on behalf of Si Tian Jian to fight the law, but also on behalf of the court. The minister also hopes that he can win, but...the win is too small."

You should know that most of the civil servants and female family members present were laymen. Just now, seeing Xu Qi'an cut through the battle, confidence suddenly rose, and the faces of the beautiful family members bloomed with smiles.

But now, after listening to the analysis of Ping Dingbo, an insider, the civil servants and female families also realize that the situation is not optimistic.

Weihaibo snorted and said loudly: "Pingdingbo, how do you know Xu Qi'an can't make a second cut?"

At this moment, Monk Jingchen, who had been meditating all the time, said, "The sword was just taken, it must be Jianzheng who borrowed his power. Otherwise, with a seventh-rank martial artist, how could such a terrible sword energy be cut? .

"Seventh rank martial artist has limited physical strength, how can he withstand the indoctrination of such strength?"

Ping Ding Bo shook his head, which is what he wanted to say.

The pergola everywhere calmed down, the civil and military officials bowed their heads to drink, and the female family members turned their heads deliberately and did not go to see 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 lightly: "Look more, talk less, it's too early to make a conclusion at this time."

Even if I believe that Xu Qi'an's fighting method is difficult to win, I have already begun to think about the next candidate, but after the face slap just now, Wang Shoufu can no longer make a rash conclusion.

Dignified first assistant, will not fall twice in one place.

"I have an idea."

Miss Wang smiled, looked at Monk Jingchen, and said loudly: "This master, the eight bitter formations are used by Buddhist monks to sharpen the mind of the Buddha. It has nothing to do with combat power. Even if it is a high-rank martial artist, it is difficult to break the formation easily. , Right?"

Monk Jingchen nodded, "Instead of letting a high-grade warrior enter the battle, it's better to find a young man."

Miss Wang Yanran said: "Master Du'e just said that Dafeng has three opportunities, right?"

"Natural."

Miss Wang’s graceful and gentle face revealed a bright smile: "Now that the eight bitter formation is broken, even if Xu Qi'an is exhausted and unable to pass the diamond formation, the court will send a high-rank martial artist to break the formation. May be blocked?"

Monk Jingchen was taken aback, then frowned without saying a word.

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

No one knows the reason and is secretly puzzled as to why the supervisor chose a seventh-grade bronze gong fighting technique. Now that Xu Qi'an has broken through the eight hardships, Miss Wang's family has pointed out the interests again.

Everyone's thoughts opened instantly.

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

"Well, in terms of high-grade martial artists, there are many in the capital, and I want to be able to break through the Buddhist golden body."

"As far as the warrior is concerned, our Zhenbei King is the well-deserved first person in Dafeng."

The topic gradually turned to Zhenbei Wang.

Ms. Wang was in the limelight, and she casually glanced at the area where the guard was located, and was delighted to see that Xu New Year was also looking at her.

Before the two eyes met, Miss Wang calmly looked away.

"Is the wife of Wang Shoufu's family just talking about? It seems to be his daughter..." Xu Xinnian looked back disgustedly, his perception of the Wang family was very poor.

Because Wang Dang and Wei Dang are political opponents, Wang Dang has persecuted his eldest brother several times, and these Xu New Year are all in my heart.

He has long regarded the royal party as his imaginary enemy in the future.

"Zhenbei King is hailed as the most talented warrior in Dafeng for two hundred years. Unfortunately, he is not in the capital, otherwise he would not have the turn of these bald donkeys."

Xu Xinnian heard the woman around him comment.

"This woman knows a lot. This knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary women, and I don't know where the eldest brother met such a married man." Xu Xinnian secretly said.

"My eldest brother is also a martial arts wizard." 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 holding the truth, disdain to argue with a strong word.

...........

Foshan.

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

At this time, the pure thinking is like gold casting, emitting a faint golden light.

Envy, if I learn this kind of magic, I will be golden all over... Xu Qi'an naturally comes up with a word in his 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, smiling and nodding: "The donor may adjust his breath."

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

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

"It's not a question of being able to 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, and 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 now.

It's like he can only pick up money once a day, and he has to wait for tomorrow to continue picking up gold. That's why the skills need to be cooled.

Using the No. 4 secret method to mobilize the power of all living beings........The secret method should be just a means. The core of the problem lies in myself. I can mobilize the power of all living beings........I doubt This is an upgraded version of weird luck... Obviously, Monk Shenshu knows this ability, so Jianzheng will naturally know... I remember that Monk Shenshu said However, he and I are the same kind of people, and even he is parasitic in my body for this reason....... This is a bit of a little thought and fear!

Xu Qi'an thought to himself.

"Does the master become a monk since childhood?" Xu Qi'an chatted.

Monk Jingsi nodded.

"Does the master cultivate Zen or martial arts?"

"Dual cultivation of Zen and Wu." Jing Si replied.

Is there such an operation of double cultivation of Zen and Wu? The talent of this little monk is a little amazing...Xu Qi'an nodded and said, "I heard that Buddhism emphasizes entering the world first and then being born again. The master has been a monk since he was a child, and he didn't even have a family. What kind of family?" /

Monk Jingsi heard that Xu Qi'an wanted to discern Buddhism from himself, and said: "Being a monk means cutting off the troubles and going into the empty door. Donors don’t have to chew words.

"Poor monks practiced the Dharma since childhood, walked the Western Regions, tasted all the sufferings in the world, and tasted all the sufferings of life."

Taste all the hardships of life, you, a person who has never experienced even mortgage car loans and sky-high price gifts, told Lao Tzu to taste all the hardships of life?

Xu Qi'an complained inwardly.

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

"Scraper!" Monk Jingsi made a brief and concise comment.

"It is too early to say, the master has never touched female sex, how can she know that female **** is not the most beautiful thing in the world."

The conversation between the two people was heard word by word in the ears of the onlookers.

"Isn't it the Vajra array? Why did you start to talk about Dharma?"

"Where is Buddhism? I'm obviously talking about female sex. This adult is a jewel of every word. It's in my heart."

The men all smiled "hehehe" in unison.

The woman blushed and secretly "spit".

"Oh, what did the dog minions say about these nonsense." Biaobian blushed and bowed his head slightly.

"Mother, my eldest brother is getting less and less serious." Xu Lingyue stamped her foot.

My aunt didn't speak, a little embarrassed.

Second Uncle Xu is both embarrassed and ashamed. What nonsense is this kid talking about? There are gatherings of high-ranking officials and dignitaries here, and there are thousands of people onlookers. If it is difficult to be elegant, don't vomit it.

...........

"Poor monks have never experienced female sexuality, but female sexuality is as fierce as a tiger. This is something that has been passed down from generation to generation, and the donor should not use strong words." Jing Si is not moved.

"As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's lair, you will get a tiger!" Xu Qi'an retorted.

Jing Si was stunned: "What does the donor say about this?"

Xu Qi'an stopped speaking.

"If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won't get a tiger........what does this have to do with beauty?"

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

Doubts flashed in the hearts of everyone outside.

.............

"The official has a few things I want to ask the master," Xu Qi'an stared at him, and said with a smile: "Have you ever supported your parents? Have you worked so hard to manage a home? Have you picked up a **** and planted fields?" /

"The Buddhism is not about production. It requires pilgrims to support you by chanting sutras all day long. The official asks you, what sutras do you recite and what Buddha are you chanting?

"If you walk in the world as a bystander, you can realize the suffering of all beings? There are so many sufferings in life. You have only experienced life in pure thinking, and nothing else.

"You are just a fake monk."

Being pure and pondering for a long time, he replied: "Buddha views everything in the world and naturally understands the sufferings in the world."

"Good!"

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

"Does the master feel pain in me?"

"If you add a blade to your body, there is no reason for pain." Jing Si put his hands together.

"Then do you know how painful I am?" Xu Qi'an asked again.

Jingsi is silent. He has a vajra bodyguard, and the blade can't harm him. He really can't answer.

"Master still doesn't understand," Xu Qi'an sighed, "This is what you call "view". You only know how painful I am, but you don't know how painful I am. You only know the human suffering, but you definitely don't know how much it is. Bitter.

"You can't even understand the suffering of the common people, so how can you save all living beings? Isn't it a joke, the official tells you a story."

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

"One year, there was a severe drought in the world, the people had no rice to eat, and countless people starved to death. A son from a wealthy family heard this and said in surprise. Does the master know what he said?"

Jing Si asked, "What did he say."

Xu Qi'an stared at the little monk Jingsi with a mocking smile, verbatim: "He—no—food—meat—meal."

Monk Jingsi was struck by lightning, his pupils slightly enlarged and his face dull.

"Good point!"

"The little monk is speechless. Look at it, the little monk is speechless."

The crowd outside cheered loudly.

The monk is best at arguing and talking about Zen, and one mouth can produce flowers, but no one can say it, but Xu Qi'an's words made the little monks from the Western Regions speechless.

This feeling is to defeat them in the area where Buddhism is best. From the perspective of the onlooker, the sourness is more refreshing than Xu Qi'an's knife.

The morale is boosted.

The princes of the court watched in silence, and they couldn't break the Diamond Formation with their quarrels, to see what Xu Qi'an had.

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 the official said is wrong, if you think you can really experience the suffering of the people, why not try it. "

Jing Si raised her head and muttered: "Experience?"

Xu Qi'an nodded: "Take away the undefeated King Kong, and with a knife on your arm, you will be able to understand the pain of the official and the true Dharma, instead of eating meat."

"No, no..." Jing Si shook his head, as if persuading himself not to try: "If King Kong is unbeaten, I will lose."

"The four major monks are all empty, but the master is so persistent in winning and losing, and he has fallen behind." Xu Qi'an followed the temptation:

"After losing a battle, the master saw a wider sky and experienced the true Dharma. The master will decide which is lighter and heavier."

The four monks are all empty, so you shouldn’t insist on 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 Slowly stretched out his hand and held the black gold long knife.

Xu Qi'an raised the corner of his mouth.

"So that's the case." Chu Yuanzhen praised: "Jing Si has practiced in Buddhism since he was a child. Perhaps the Dharma is profound, but he has lost a bit of experience that has been deposited in the world. This is his flaw. Xu Ningyan is really witty.

Jing Si is like a child of a family with unusual talents. He has practiced in the clan since he was a child. He has strength, but his mood is not perfect, lacking experience and precipitation.

"Amitabha Buddha." Hengyuan recites the Buddha's name, feeling sad.

He thought of his junior brother Henghui, who was also an extremely gifted Buddhist disciple, but lacked secular experience, which moved the mortal heart and caused catastrophe.

Beautifully done! The civil servants' eyes brightened and cheered secretly.

Being attacking the city is the next step, and attacking the heart is the top. This step coincides with the art of war and is so wonderful.

Compared with fighting and killing, Xu Qi'an's operation of breaking the diamond formation made the civilian officials feel more like it.

I couldn't help but come up with the idea again: It's a pity not to read it!

Instinctively, the next thought emerged: Xu Pingzhi is not a son of man.

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

In the tax and silver case, he didn't know Xu Qi'an, who really paid attention to him after the Sangbo case. Suddenly realized that the future of this son is unlimited.

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

When it is, with the chanting of the Buddha's name, a voice echoes in the sky: "Jingsi, you have taken a picture."

While this sentence rang in the ears of everyone, it also spread into the picture scroll and rang in the ears of Monk Jingsi.

The handsome young monk, like a dream junior high school, withdrew his hands like an electric shock, put his hands together quickly, and kept chanting the Buddha's name.

Gradually, his eyes became clearer.

"Asshole!"

Wang Shoufu threw his cup and got up, furious, "If you do this, can you not afford to lose?"

Behind Wei Yuan, the nine golden gongs stood up at the same time and pressed the handle of the knife.

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

He insisted on Xu Qi'an's cut just now, it was the supervisor secretly assisting, or he had buried the corresponding means in his body in advance.

Wang Shoufu sneered and said: "The truth in this world is your Buddhism in charge? You said that Jianzheng will help, and Jianzheng will help."

The high-ranking officials and dignitaries showed anger on their faces, and they were generally restrained. The onlookers and the jealous people in the arena were no longer there. There was a lot of anger, and even the behavior of rushing into the forbidden army.

"Shameless bald donkey, this is clearly fraud, we don't care, the diamond formation has been broken."

"Dignified Buddhism is so shameless, if today's fighting Buddhism wins, we will not recognize it."

"..........."

Master Du'er turned a deaf ear to the shocking verbal abuse, glanced at Jingchen, and said lightly: "Why don't you look the same."

"The disciple is convicted." Jing Chen bowed his head.

.............

The monks off the court can hear the conversation between me and Jing Si.........can it be? The fighting method includes both literary and armed fighting, each relying on his ability, and forcibly intervening outside the court, this is too much...Xu Qi'an was annoyed.

He stopped talking immediately and vomited cross-legged.

Fifteen minutes later, Xu Qi'an opened his eyes, retrieved the black gold long knife, and retracted the scabbard.

Holding the handle of the knife, Xu Qian said in a loud voice: "I only made one knife. This knife passes, and I am arrogant."

The sound is transmitted outside through the scroll.

Only one cut? !

Whether it is a layman or an expert, whether it is a commoner or aristocrat, after hearing this sentence, it feels incredible.

Are you angry?

Xu Qi'an precipitated all emotions, converged all qi mechanisms, and the aura in the body collapsed inward, and his dantian was like a black hole. This was an indispensable process of accumulating energy for a slash between heaven and earth.

Since you cheated, don't blame me for opening up... He closed his eyes, his mental power collapsed and retracted simultaneously, and he was hooked to a huge energy and blood in his body.

That is the essence and blood of the monk Shenshu.

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

When Xu Qi'an saw Du'er Luohan let Jingsi into the battlefield, he immediately realized that he couldn't get around this "King Kong" anyway, and the King Kong blessed by Buddhism was invincible, with Xu Qi'an's power no matter what. It is impossible to cut off.

At that time, he was hiding in the Sitian Prison and communicated with the monk of the gods. The Sitian Prison is the site of the warlock, so there is no need to worry about being detected by Duer Luohan.

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

This power does not expose the existence of the monk Shenshu. In order to allow Xu Qi'an to absorb the immortal essence in the blood, the monk Shenshu has already worn away its "attributes".

It is essentially just the essence of Wufu.

The power deposited in the body is revived, it melts into Xu Qi'an's limbs, and turns into pure Qi.

There is no wind in the Buddha realm, but Xu Qi'an's long hair has no wind. He still closed his eyes, like a sleeping overlord, waking up a little bit.

This world will tremble and tremble for his recovery.

"What's the matter, am I dazzled? How do I feel the world is shaking?"

"It is Foshan, Foshan is trembling, it is Foshan trembling..."

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

No one is blind, and everyone can see that the Foshan shock caused by Xu Qi'an.

"Amitabha!"

Jingsi's hand squeezed the tactics and stood still, but the clouds in the Buddha's territory moved, and shreds of golden light poured into the golden body.

So, the golden body became more and more radiant and rich, bursting out with ten thousand rays of light, just like the rising sun.

The chamber resists!

Huaiqing abruptly got up, stepped out of the pergola and looked up. In her eyes, facing the bright golden light, she stared firmly and held her breath.

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

Including Wang Shoufu.

Wei Yuan got up slowly, paced outside the pergola, and said leisurely: "The Dapeng rises in the same wind in one day and soars for 90,000 miles."

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

Keng!

The sound of drawing a knife resounded like thunder.

There is no such a knife in the world, so much attention, affecting the hearts of countless people.

There is no such decisive knife in the world, as if to cut everything, rather than jade.

Of course, there are no such fast knives in the world, so fast that they can't be caught by the naked eye.

However, the eyes of everyone outside the field clearly saw the golden body shattered, and saw the layers of golden light being blown away like mist. It was the incomparable blade intent that drove the golden light.

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

On the court, Xu Qi'an stood proudly.

Jingsi sat down, with the knife marks on his chest and abdomen penetrated into the bones, and broken organs were visible. His face was pale and he could not maintain the meditation posture.

The fragments of golden light reunited and merged into his wound, repairing the flesh and blood.

"I said, I only made one cut!" Xu Qi'an said lightly.

At this moment, 10,000 people in the capital lost their voices.

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

Some people screamed, some cheered, and some tears filled their eyes, sweeping away the suffocation that had been for many days.

"My Dafeng is Kyushu orthodox, and Wenzhi Wugong is number one in the world!" Some scholars hissed.

"Xu Shikui's martial arts is the highest in the world."

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

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

Emperor Yuan Jing, standing on the top of the star-gazing building, faced the sound and saw the passionate and passionate people.

"King Kong array, broken."

The old emperor showed a heartfelt smile: "Jianzheng, you are sure of it, good, very good, and Xu Qi'an is also very good, not wasting the court’s cultivation."

"From ancient times, heroes came out of youth..."

Miss Wang heard her father mutter in a low voice.

It is indeed an incredible hero...Miss Wangxin said, she glanced around and saw many familiar ladies, looking at the steps of Foshan, the young man standing proudly, her eyes obsessed.

Among them, there are some ladies who still have the charm, their eyes are aggressive, burning, and staring at the young man without blinking.

Even the champion is not as good as him. Miss Wang added something in her heart.

Bang Bang, Bang Bang... I heard my heartbeat like a drum, which was fierce than ever in more than 20 years.

Looking at the elder brother with boundless scenery, Xu Lingyue was a little silly.

My aunt gave a "tsk", "Master, after this fight, the threshold of our house will be stepped on by the matchmaker...Master?"

Xu Pingzhi's eyes are tearful, and his face is full of relief.

My eldest brother is getting stronger and stronger. He is advancing bravely and diligently in martial arts, and I can't fall behind too much...Xu Xinnian quietly clenched his fists.

Even when Duke Huai was young, he was not as dazzling as he was... the old aunt thought.

............

"Master, cultivate well."

Xu Qi'an put the knife into its sheath and continued climbing.

Walking through the misty mountains and forests, after walking for a quarter of an hour, the front is suddenly open, with chaotic rocks, sparse vegetation, a huge linden tree, and an old monk sitting under the tree.

Xu Qi'an knows that this is the third level~IndoMTL.com~ and he has almost reached the top of the mountain by this time.

Passing this level, there should be another level at the top of the mountain, and the last level...Xu Qi'an puts his hands together: "Master, what are we comparing to this level?"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and said leisurely: "The donor's heart is not at peace."

As soon as you speak, you are the old Zen master.........Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, and asked: "Why do you want to be quiet?"

"If there is a calm mind, there will be Dharma, if there is Dharma, there will be a Buddha, and if there is a Buddha, then you can transcend the sea of ​​suffering." The old monk answered.

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

"Why not detached?" The old monk asked rhetorically.

"Why detachment." Xu Qi'an raised the bar.

"Why not detached." The old monk said leisurely.

............

"What are they talking about?"

"Speaking of Zen machine, I don't understand this."

"Do you understand? Then you tell me."

"Nonsense, if I can understand, I will become a monk. However, it is because I don't understand, that's why there is mystery."

"That's how it is."

The people outside whispered to each other, with different reactions. Some people frowned and chewed their conversation word by word, trying to realize the principle of Zen.

Some people nodded slightly, or shook their heads, looking like they were enlightened.

Then everyone, from the imperial clan to the common people, heard Xu Qi'an say:

"Master, let's talk about people, I was just talking about it."

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PS: The little mare has gone too far! ! ! ! I have been mocked by several authors.

At most two chapters, this story is finished, it's relieved, oh, it's not working right now, I have to continue.

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