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P. 315
The Master Wuchen Master Wuchen is difficult to defend everyone alone, and there is a Zen master who is not comparable to the dustless master, named "no".
The no -clean Zen master wrote, and he drafted the Buddha Zongzong's great move in Jinshu:
One said that it is not abide by the rules and eaten wine and meat.
The second said that the six roots were not clean, and three thousand Fanchen.
Three said that you care about cause and effect, good killing.
Four said ...
Generally, when he thought about it, he heard the bell of the Fozong Golden Tower suddenly sounded.
When the monks heard the reputation, they saw a young white monk standing on the golden tower, folding hands with both hands, and owing everyone to salute.
It is the Buddha who does not know when the return of the Buddha will not cross.
The no -clean Zen asked him: What is the intention of the Buddhist Dharma and is good at the Buddhist gate?
Without a smile: I watched the Buddha's door unclean, and I came to clean the Buddhist gate.
On that day, Lu Jing squatted outside the Buddha, counting the birds flying across the mountains from east to west, and then counting it clearly from west to east. Boringly, when you started to count the ants that crawled across the ground, the sound of footsteps came from behind, and when he turned his head, the sunset was falling, and the Buddha was full of gold.
Jin Huizhong slowly walked out of the blood monk.
The wrist hangs white bone beads.
Thirty -three places, but the Zen master who defined/dirty Buddhism has since become a Buddha bead in his hand. In the age of time, this buddha beads are getting longer and longer, and fewer and fewer people are daring to speak. At first glance, the beads were white and round, and they were particularly cute. But when it sacrifice, each bead will turn into a skeleton skeleton.
Seeing that the Budu monk solved the white bone beads, the skeleton began to move the jawbone, and the close -range operation was a flower with a flower shelf, and he quickly converged his look.
"Saint Lotus Pavilion, without staining, except for not crossing you, who is worthy of a natural Buddha."
Speaking, he got up and gave up the sitting stones to the monk to make a "please" gesture.
Only then did the monk re -entangle the beads back on his hand and did not politely occupy the whole stone alone.
Such a noisy, and the sadness of the snow and snow was also lost.
Lu Jing thought about it, or turned the topic back: "Then? What does you have to do with what you say?"
"I, Buddha, born pure," Boyu monk pointed at himself, "But what do you think of me?"
"Hair."
Lu Jing was not angry.
He said, do you like which pot of bald donkeys do not like which pot. I do nāt know if the son ca nāt write it. Drop, do you have to be frightened every morning? Then I have a lot of hair with me, and I will mention it to you overnight.
The monk who did not know that a word attracted a "killing", and spread his hand, saying: "I am born with no parents, no blood relatives, no concern Buddha, no cleanliness, you are reborn. It is just a ordinary man who has all the love and six desires.
Having said that, he was still puzzled, and surprised: "Do you still think your mood is stronger than me?"
Lu Jing: ...
Obviously the truth is the truth, and it makes sense, but why is it so itchy and wished to hit this guy's face with a punch?
"Well."
Monk Budu grabbed a handful of snow and started rubbing the blood on his sleeves.
After he received the news that Lu Jing was using the Lingshen jade card, he rushed over without even having time to change his clean clothes. The spirit of Gu Mei, who guards this mountain city, likes to be clean. People in ragged clothes are determined not to climb Tianchi Mountain. This time, Gu Mei is probably because he is here to protect the gods. Dirty" up the mountain.
Since the beginning of the protection method, snow the size of goose feathers has been scraped and rolled, and fell on the monk Budu. He seemed to think that this person couldn't drive down the mountain, so he simply buried him in snow, out of sight. Before the monk Budu said a word, he was buried in snow two or three times.
Nothing.
He can only start to clean up himself. So as not to wait for Qiu Bodeng to find Shi Wuluo and successfully bring people back from the Great Wilderness, and meet him at the top of the mountain, he will be laughed at by the always critical young master Qiu.
They hadn't seen each other for almost two years.
Today, Zuo Yuesheng is now the owner of Shanhai Pavilion, sitting in Zhunan, and can't easily leave. Banshouzi also took over Guigu three years ago, and was very busy with the ultra-low rate of new disciples joining the sect. The monk Budu walks on the twelve continents on the surface, transforms all living beings, secretly investigates the matter of attracting demons, and also cleans the sect to wash the door... At the beginning, a group of gangsters who gambled and threw chopsticks, actually only had a fixed time left for Qiu Bodeng Lu Jing, who delivered the medicine, met with him the most.
Lu Jing held the knife, leaned against a newly born Zhaoxuemei, and glanced at the top of the mountain.
Covered by snow and fog, the top of Tianchi Mountain faintly reveals the outline of the residence of the immortals in the sky, with the eaves flying ridges. With the cultivator's vision, he could see the red plum blossoms that bloomed ahead of time... You don't have to think about it, you know, the plum blossoms are because of who bloomed ahead of time.
"It's almost time."
he whispered.
Monk Budu paused for a moment.
The two of them chatted, laughed and scolded. They looked very relaxed, and they were always sweating in their hearts. Only nonsense could relieve their anxiety. In the past twelve years, not only Qiu Bodeng had entered the Great Wilderness, but Lu Jing had also entered the Great Wilderness with his spiritual knowledge to find his mother. They all knew how cold and terrifying the Great Wilderness was... That time, Lu Jingsheng's soul entered the Great Wilderness, and within half an hour, he was almost frozen to death.
"He's not completely healed from the dark disease," Lu Jing was vaguely worried, "I gave him the medicine for protecting the gods, but the medicine can only last until the child's hour."
Is this time enough for a divine sense to search for Huangquan and search for the Netherworld?