Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 99: Hai Gongzi

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(This is a 700 monthly pass. This chapter has been issued as the afternoon chapter. Because chapter V cannot be deleted, the number of words in the chapter changed is more than the original chapter, so I repeated the chapter content to make up the number of words. Chapter free chapter compensates everyone, sorry)

For monks, wisdom and qualifications are equally important. Lewen Novel Network

Most people think that Linghui comes from nature. Smart is smart, and ignorance is ignorance. Between the two, there is a great barrier.

But this is not the case. The Buddha left the Dharma Treasure, the Taoist has moral proverbs, and the sages of the various scholars also have scriptures handed down to the world. Even if a foolish creature truly understands the meaning of these scriptures, it will produce spiritual wisdom.

Qualification can be destroyed, but Linghui is hard to lose.

Relying on these scriptures, there are very few people who can open up their own wisdom, but if there is a person like Hui Ke's shallow insight and profound explanation, it will be very different.

This kind of Taoist who teaches Taoism and understands the mind, if it is so powerful to a certain level, even a stubborn stone can nod, but for itself, it may not be of any benefit. For some people, it is a great evil. , Is the destroyer of order.

Venerable Baoyue does not necessarily mean to be embarrassed and Hui Ke, but this debate has become a life-saving straw for the old Buddhist monks in this area.

After Shen Lian understood this, he felt a whole new sense of Hui Ke. This was something he couldn't feel when he met Hui Ke in Hanhai.

Understanding a person, there is no better way to understand him than to understand his deeds.

Communication between words can only show a person’s temperament, or the temperament he is willing to express. What a person does reveals his nature invisibly.

Shen Lian asked suddenly: "Friends in Tsing Yi, do you know where Master Hui Ke is now?"

Song Qingyi groaned: "I don't know this. It won't be troublesome to know."

When he waved his robe sleeves, there was an extra fragrance in his hand, and he said to Shen Lian: "Brother Shen, please help me tap it."

Song Qingyi knows that Shen Lian is too empty and eight auras, there is heaven and earth, mountains, water, fire, wind and thunder, and only a small amount of flames are born with his heart. Very convenient.

Shen Lian will not refuse. I just don't know what Song Qingyi is going to do.

He stretched out his fingers, and a flame flew from his fingertips and fell on the incense head, which was ignited in an instant. There is something extraordinary about the incense. At this time, Feixue curls up, and of course it doesn't touch the three of them, but Song Qingyi inserts the incense into the snow and the cigarette rises. The wind and snow couldn't hide it.

Song Qingyi respectfully arched her hands and said: "Master, if you are all right now, please help me figure it out. Where is Mingwang Temple walking Hui?"

Shen Lian's mouth twitched, but Song Qingyi's method was unexpectedly like this.

After a while, the incense was burnt and turned into a piece of incense ash, which happened to show a line of words, ‘Go to Drunk Xianju to Seek’.

Song Qingyi clapped her hands and said: "It seems lucky, my master is just fine. It's just where the drunk fairy is."

Qixiu said: "I know."

Song Qingyi said in surprise: "So Qixiu, you have been to Zuixianju, you are a monk, how can you drink."

Qixiu's face blushed, and she whispered: "When I passed the road earlier, you passed by there, Brother Song, you didn't see it."

Song Qingyi said: "Since you know, it will be convenient. Qixiu, you can lead the way."

Shen Lian sighed in his heart that this was the teacher of someone else's family, and at the same time, he horrified Lu Jiuyuan's supernatural powers, and he could reach this point and sense Song Qingyi's heart.

It is said that the Taoist Buddha, as long as others think of him, he should behave accordingly. Although Lu Jiuyuan still needs to use incense candles as a medium to respond to Song Qingyi’s requirements, there is already a trend in this area, and he is truly worthy of being the world’s first one person.

Such astonishing magical powers, I don't know when he can do it.

Although Shen Lian couldn't make it at this time, he yearned for it, but Song Qingyi was used to the master's power, and didn't feel much.

Zui Xianju welcomed three guests, two young Taoist priests, and a pure and charming nun.

However, there are a lot of people in Zui Xianju today, and it is very lively. No one noticed what the three people came from. There are traffickers and pawns, as well as high-ranking officials, and everyone is in their own place.

Shen Lian saw Hui Ke, as simple as before, but the ragged mans shoes on his feet were not completely worn out.

The sound of Zen floated in every corner of the hall, and Hui Kezheng argued with a group of monks.

He was calm and composed, but the monks across from him were downcast, and some of them showed condescending expressions.

I just heard that this debate will continue into dusk, so there is still a while.

Shen Lian and the others naturally don't want to stand, but now there are no extra empty tables.

The shopkeeper is also very embarrassed. After all, the golden leaf in Shen Lian's hand is much more attractive than any Dharma, but he can't spare an empty table.

It's even more impossible to make a move to rush customers. He is not stupid. The reputation of Zuixianju is far more valuable than this golden leaf.

At this time, Xiao Er came over, Fu Er said a few words to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Guest officer, I asked Xiao Er to find a guest who is sitting at a table alone, and I am willing to sit with the three of you. This is a waste of a lot of effort." After that, he stretched out his hand to grab the golden leaf.

Shen Lian took the golden leaf back.

The shopkeeper said: "Guest officer, what do you mean?"

Shen Lian smiled and said: "This is someone who asked us to have a table with him. It seems to have nothing to do with you."

The shopkeeper's heart suddenly felt that he didn't understand how Shen Lian knew. He didn't know what Xiao Er had secretly discussed with him. As long as he wanted to listen, Shen Lian could hear clearly.

Furthermore, Shen Lian is not too honest.

He raised his head and glanced at the side railing table on the second floor. There was only one person sitting at the table, and this person seemed to be in his early twenties. He was dressed in gilt gold clothes. No material was visible. It just gave a very luxurious feeling to the human race.

The man was looking at Shen Lian and smiling, motioning for him to come up.

The three of them wouldn't dare to go. Song Qingyi was the first to arrive, and sat on it, followed by Shen Lian. Qixiu sat in the corner.

Song Qingyi first spoke: "Thank you for this friend. I don't know your last name?"

The young man in gilt and luxurious clothes said slowly: "You can call me Hai Gongzi."

Song Qingyi Da Lala said: "My name is Song Qingyi, this is Shen Lian. The little teacher next to me is Taifa's name "Qixiu"."

The Master Hai nodded slightly, and finally his eyes fell on Shen Lian. There was a hosta on his head, and a strand of long hair hanging down from his temples, which smelled like a jade tree in the wind.

The average princely family is not as stylish as him.

Shen Lian was moved when he heard the words Hai Gongzi. But it is recalling something many years ago. He killed a female snake monster, and the owner of the other party was also called Hai Gongzi.

It's just that the people with the same name and surname in the world are hard to describe, and Shen Lian doesn't know if this is the sea master.

Furthermore, the opponent has neither demon spirit nor mana.

Master Hai looked at Shen Lian for a while, and then concentrated on the stands. At this time, Hui Ke convinced another monk to step down.

For monks, wisdom and qualifications are equally important.

Most people think that Linghui comes from nature, and smart is smart. Stupidity is ignorance, and between the two, there is a moat.

But this is not the case. The Buddha left the Dharma Treasure. Taoists have moral proverbs, and the sages of the various schools of thought also have scriptures handed down to the world. Even if a foolish creature truly understands the meaning of these scriptures, it will give birth to spiritual wisdom.

Qualification can be destroyed, but Linghui is hard to lose.

Relying on these scriptures, few people can open their own wisdom. But if there is a person like Hui Ke's simple explanation, it would be very different.

Venerable Baoyue does not necessarily mean to be embarrassed and Hui Ke, but this debate has become a life-saving straw for the old Buddhist monks in this area.

After Shen Lian understood this, he felt a whole new sense of Hui Ke. This was something he couldn't feel when he met Hui Ke in Hanhai.

Understanding a person, there is no better way to understand him than to understand his deeds.

Communications between words can only see a person’s temperament, or the temperament he is willing to show, what a person does, but invisibly reveals his nature.

Shen Lian asked suddenly: "Friends in Tsing Yi, do you know where Master Hui Ke is now?"

Song Qingyi groaned: "I don't know this. It won't be troublesome to know."

When he waved his robe sleeves, there was an extra fragrance in his hand, and he said to Shen Lian: "Brother Shen, please help me tap it."

Song Qingyi knew that Shen Lian was too empty and eight qi, there was heaven and earth, mountains, water, fire, wind and thunder, and only a few flames. It was very convenient.

Shen Lianzi wouldn't refuse, but didn't know what Song Qingyi was going to do.

He stretched out his fingers, and a flame flew from his fingertips and fell on the incense head, which was ignited in an instant. There was something extraordinary about the incense. At this time, Feixue curled up, and of course it didn't touch the three of them. But Song Qingyi inserted the burning incense into the snow, and the cigarette rose up, and the wind and snow could not cover it.

Song Qingyi respectfully arched her hands and said: "Master, if you are all right now, can you please help me figure it out, where is Mingwang Temple walking Hui?"

Shen Lian's mouth twitched, but Song Qingyi's method was unexpectedly like this.

After a while, the incense was burnt and turned into a piece of incense ash, which happened to show a line of words, ‘Go to Drunk Xianju to Seek’.

Song Qingyi clapped her hands and said: "It seems lucky, my master is just fine, but where is this drunk fairy dwelling."

Qixiu said: "I know."

Song Qingyi said in surprise: "So Qixiu, you have been to Zuixianju, you are a monk, how can you drink."

Qixiu's face blushed, and she whispered: "When I passed the road earlier, you passed by there, Brother Song, you didn't see it."

Song Qingyi said: "Since you know, it will be convenient. Qixiu, you can lead the way."

Such astonishing magical powers, I don't know when he can do it.

Although Shen Lian could not be there at this time, he yearned for it, but Song Qingyi was already used to his master's power. Not much feeling.

Zui Xianju welcomed three guests, two young Taoist priests. And a pure and charming nun.

Shen Lian saw Hui Ke, as simple as before. But the torn mans shoes on his feet. It hasn't been completely worn out yet.

The sound of Zen floated in every corner of the hall, and Hui Kezheng argued with a group of monks.

He was calm and composed, but the monks across from him were downcast, and some of them showed condescending expressions.

I just heard that this debate will continue into dusk, so there is still a while.

Shen Lian and the others naturally don't want to stand, but now there are no extra empty tables.

The shopkeeper is also very embarrassed. After all, the golden leaf in Shen Lian's hand is much more attractive than any Dharma, but he can't spare an empty table.

It's even less likely to make a move to rush customers. He is not stupid, the reputation of Zui Xianju is far more valuable than this golden leaf.

At this time, Xiao Er came over, Fu Er said a few words to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper opened his eyes and smiled. Said: "Guest officer, I asked Xiao Er to find a guest who was sitting at a table alone. I am willing to sit with the three of you. This is a waste of a lot of effort." After speaking, he stretched out his hand. Take this golden leaf.

Shen Lian took the golden leaf back.

The shopkeeper said: "Guest officer, what do you mean?"

Shen Lian smiled and said: "This is someone who asked us to have a table with him. It seems to have nothing to do with you."

The shopkeeper suddenly felt like he didn't understand how Shen Lian knew. He didn't know what Xiao Er was talking to him in secret, as long as Shen Lian wanted to listen, he could hear clearly.

Furthermore, Shen Lian is not too honest.

The man was looking at Shen Lian and smiling, motioning for him to come up.

The three of them wouldn't dare to go. Song Qingyi was the first to arrive, and sat on it, followed by Shen Lian. Qixiu sat in the corner.

Song Qingyi first said: "Thank you for this friend, I don't know your last name?"

The young man in gilt and luxurious clothes said slowly: "You can call me Hai Gongzi."

Song Qingyi Da Lala said: "My name is Song Qingyi, this is Shen Lian, and the little teacher next to me is named "Qixiu"."

The average princely family is not as stylish as him.

Shen Lian was touched when he heard the three words Hai Gongzi, but he recalled an incident many years ago. He killed a female snake demon whose owner was also Hai Gongzi.

It's just that the people with the same name and surname in the world are hard to describe, and Shen Lian doesn't know if this is the sea master.

Furthermore, the opponent has neither demon spirit nor mana.

Master Hai looked at Shen Lian for a while, and then concentrated on the stands. At this time, Hui Ke convinced another monk to step down.

For monks, wisdom and qualifications are equally important.

Most people think that Linghui comes from nature. Smart is smart, and ignorance is ignorance. Between the two, there is a great barrier.

Qualification can be destroyed, but Linghui is hard to lose.

Relying on these scriptures, there are very few people who can open up their own wisdom, but if there is a person like Hui Ke's shallow insight and profound explanation, it will be very different.

Venerable Baoyue does not necessarily mean to be embarrassed and Hui Ke, but this debate has become a life-saving straw for the old Buddhist monks in this area.

After Shen Lian understood this, he felt a whole new sense of Hui Ke. This was something he couldn't feel when he met Hui Ke in Hanhai.

Understanding a person, there is no better way to understand him than to understand his deeds.

The communication between words can only show a person's temperament. Or the temperament that one is willing to show, what one does. But it reveals his nature invisibly.

Shen Lian asked suddenly: "Friends in Tsing Yi, do you know where Master Hui Ke is now?"

Song Qingyi groaned: "I don't know this. It won't be troublesome to know."

When he waved his robe sleeves, there was an extra fragrance in his hand, and he said to Shen Lian: "Brother Shen, please help me tap it."

Song Qingyi knows that Shen Lian is too imaginary, there is heaven, mountains, water, fire, wind, thunder, and flames. Born as you like. Very convenient.

Shen Lianzi wouldn't refuse, but didn't know what Song Qingyi was going to do.

He stretched out his fingers, and a flame flew from his fingertips and fell on the incense head, which was ignited in an instant. There is something extraordinary about the incense. At this time, Feixue curls up, and of course it doesn't touch the three of them, but Song Qingyi inserts the burning incense into the snow. The cigarette was soaring, and the wind and snow couldn't hide it.

Song Qingyi respectfully arched her hands and said: "Master, if you are fine now. Could you please help me calculate, where is Mingwang Temple walking Hui?"

Shen Lian's mouth twitched, but Song Qingyi's method was unexpectedly like this.

After a while, the incense was burnt and turned into a piece of incense ash, which happened to show a line of words, ‘Go to Drunk Xianju to Seek’.

Song Qingyi clapped her hands and said: "It seems lucky. My master is just fine, but where is this drunk fairy dwelling."