When Yuan Zhen heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "What a saying, I am happy to see the Buddha! It seems that the donor and the Buddha are destined!"

After a pause, he looked at the smile on Li Xiuyuan's face. He didn't know that he remembered something, and the smile on his face gradually faded away.

He said seriously: "The donor is about to go to the battlefield. Either you kill the enemy or the enemy kills you. If you don't want to die somewhere, you must remember this."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and said with a smile: "I am very afraid of death, so we try to think of more ways to survive."

"Can you put aside everything in the world and practice Buddhism here with me?" Yuan Zhen asked.

"It doesn't seem possible." Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly and said, "I have a lot of troubles, and I'm afraid I won't be able to let them go."

"If you can't let go, you won't get it." Yuan Zhen looked at him and murmured, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

"Right now, I'm just a person walking on the road, so naturally I can't get it? Even so, I won't be sad, because I'm really busy and there are a lot of troubles waiting for me to clean up."

When Li Xiuyuan thought about what he was going to face, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking, what's the difference between Yuan Zhen in Qian Buddha Temple and his little Taoist priest on Luoxia Mountain?"

Yuan Zhen looked at him and sighed again, and said: "Although I have seen that the battle will be a river of blood, I can't find a reason to persuade you to let it go."

Li Xiuyuan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and said softly: "That's because the master can't convince Princess Qingyue who is leading the army? All living beings are suffering, because they don't know they are suffering... They know clearly that they can't do anything, but

Want to do it."

When Yuan Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and exclaimed: "It's so good that you don't realize your suffering. If she had the wisdom of the donor, she wouldn't be trapped in herself day by day."

"Maybe she is too strong? Just like back then, didn't she also want to conquer the Tianfeng Kingdom? She dragged the master and jumped into the fire pit together!"

Li Xiuyuan thought of the three competitions that year, looked at Yuan Zhen and said calmly.

"Alas." Yuan Zhen nodded, looked at the cup of tea in his cup, and said softly: "Although I don't have the courage to aspire to become a Buddha, but seeing the princess want to go to hell, the greedy monk can only sacrifice his life to accompany her."

"The Buddha said that hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha! It seems that you are suffering, Master! In your short life, how can you transcend the souls of the dead who were killed by Princess Qingyue's sword? In this case, what's the point of practicing Buddhism?

"

Thinking about the upcoming battle, Li Xiuyuan looked at Yuan Zhen with a compassionate face, couldn't help but sigh again, took a sip of the tea in front of him.

He said with a smile: "Everyone in the world likes tea to the point of Zen, but I like tea to the point of being tasteless."

"The flowers are tasteless?" Yuan Zhen opened her eyes wide, looked at him and said faintly: "The donor has escaped from the worldly thinking, how can I, an ordinary person, understand it? That's good, that's good."

"Isn't it?" Li Xiuyuan was a little surprised. He looked at him and asked, "Does the master have other reasons? Li Xiuyuan is willing to listen."

Yuan Zhen frowned slightly, and then sighed: "The donor knows the Buddha's teachings well, how can he be looked up to by a greedy monk?"

"Master is laughing at me. I haven't even mastered the Tao, so how can I practice Buddhism?" Li Xiuyuan shook his head and gently put down the tea cup in his hand.

Yuan Zhen looked at him and laughed, stood up and lit a stick of agarwood, turned around and inserted it into the incense burner on the Buddhist altar.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he said: "Whether it is Tao or Buddha, they all come from the original source of 'nothing'. The existence of Buddha is also a manifestation of Tao, and it is just one of the 'Tao' of all things in the world."

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "When the original 'nothing' was born, the Buddha was destined to exist. The existence of the Buddha is a way... interesting."

Yuan Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he sighed and replied: "The benefactor has deep roots of wisdom, how can it be compared to the poor monk who has read the scriptures in vain for several years?"

"Master, you are too humble."

Li Xiuyuan thought for a moment, took out a newly copied volume of the Lotus Sutra, placed it on the table, and gently pushed it to Yuan Zhen.

"I received a volume of sutras from the master back then, but I have never been able to repay them. I hand-copied this sutra a few days ago, and I beg the master to accept it. It fulfills my wish back then."

Although he also had a volume of the Ksitigarbha Sutra in his space ring, he had won Yin Yue for his eldest grandson because of Yuan Zhen's volume of the Ksitigarbha Sutra. He would always remember this favor.

"Good scripture! What a sword! What a gentle font! Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for so many years, the little donor has completely changed his font style."

Yuanzhen was full of surprises. She took out the scriptures like a treasure, took out a light yellow square scarf, carefully wrapped the scriptures, held them in her hands and read them carefully.

Seeing the smile on Yuanzhen's face, Li Xiuyuan was very happy. He remembered that Xiaoyun just hid the scriptures as if they were treasures, instead of really liking them like Yuanzhen did.

It was not until a long time passed that the cup of hot tea in front of Li Xiuyuan turned into herbal tea, and Yuan Zhen carefully put away the authentic scriptures.

Looking at the herbal tea in front of the two of them, Yuan Zhen asked thoughtfully: "There are three realms of practicing Buddhism. People say there are three ways of drinking tea. I wonder how the donor interprets it?"

Li Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at him and asked: "What are the three realms of Buddhist cultivation? Master, please explain it to me."

Yuan Zhen was startled, looked at him and blurted out: "Everyone who practices Buddhism sees a mountain as a mountain, sees a mountain as a mountain, sees a mountain as a mountain, these are the three realms of practicing Buddhism..."

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly, and then replied softly: "Isn't that the same truth? Tea is tea, tea is not tea, tea is still tea!"

Yuan Zhen was shocked when he heard this, and thought to himself, you don't have to copy my words like this, right? It's good or bad, but it has a different artistic conception.

Although he was unhappy, he still looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked sincerely: "Please help me clear up my doubts."

Li Xiuyuan immediately replied: "When I first drank tea, I would say that this is a good tea. Although it tastes bitter, it tastes sweet afterward. It is the best tea in the world..."

"When I drink tea again, due to various opportunities, I will marvel that this tea can only be found in heaven and is rarely tasted on earth. Is this still tea? What if I can never drink it again?"

"After years of hard work, when I make tea to entertain guests, tea is just tea. It is only used to quench thirst. There is no distinction between high and low. This is what I call tea that is tasteless...

."

After speaking, Li Xiuyuan did not wait for Yuan Zhen to answer him.

Instead, he picked up the purple sand and poured out the remaining tea, poured hot water to wash it, and then threw two pieces of spiritual tea into it.

While Yuan Zhen was stunned, he brewed a pot of spiritual tea, slowly poured it into their cups, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Master, please have some tea!"

Not waiting for Yuan Zhen, who was struck by lightning, to answer himself, he picked up the cup and took a sip, smiling: "This tea should only be found in the sky... so what? In the end, it is just a cup of tea that can quench people's thirst."

That's all..."

At this time, Yuan Zhen was like a puppet on strings. He just held the cup in front of him, imitated Li Xiu Yuan and drank two sips of spiritual tea, and then gradually fell into trance under Li Xiu Yuan's gaze.

Li Xiuyuan, who was in front of the Three Realms of Buddha, had not yet awakened, but he already knew the Three Ways of Tea.

Speaking of tea being tasteless, how can Yuan Zhen, who has read several volumes of Buddhist scriptures obsessively, be Li Xiu Yuan's opponent?

Looking at Yuan Zhen who had already entered samadhi, Li Xiuyuan thought that this was all he could talk about today. After some thought, he got up and left the Buddhist hall, carefully closed the door for Yuan Zhen, put on his shoes and walked out.

It was almost noon, and he was going to find Xiao Long'er and go back to the inn to have dinner with Xiao Qing.

...

After searching several halls, I finally found Wu Self in a daze in front of a white tower.

Li Xiuyuan looked at him and asked: "Where is my sister? Little Master."

Wuwo turned around and saw that it was Li Xiuyuan who quickly replied to him: "My sister is right in front, chatting with the nobles in the palace. Do you want me to go and report?"

"People in the palace?" Li Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at him and shook his head: "I'll go over and have a look. Don't disturb the master when you go back. He is in the midst of enlightenment. Tell him I will come back tomorrow."

When Wu Wo heard this, he was so frightened that he almost screamed. Then he thought about it and clasped his hands with Li Xiuyuan and said, "Well, thank you little benefactor for your help."

After saying that, he turned around and left. He wanted to guard Yuan Zhen, fearing that someone might come and disturb the master's practice.

Li Xiuyuan walked around the White Tower, only to see a stone table under the old tree not far away. Xiao Longer and a teenage boy in white were sitting and chatting. There were several plates of exquisite pastries on the table.

Although the young man wore a white shirt, he had a gold thread embroidered on it to show his noble status.

Not far behind the two, there were four middle-aged men in black shirts, looking nervously at Li Xiuyuan who was approaching.

When Li Xiuyuan saw him, he smiled with the four of them, looked at Xiao Long'er and waved: "Xiao Long'er, it's time for us to go back... Sister Xiao Qing is waiting for us to go back for dinner."

When Xiao Longer saw Li Xiuyuan coming, he immediately jumped up from the stone bench, rushed over, climbed on Li Xiuyuan's back, and smiled at him: "Xiao Longer is also a little hungry, let's go back."

The young man in white shirt was surprised when he saw a young man about his own age, but he felt relieved after seeing Xiao Long'er's appearance.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he smiled and said, "Mingyu has met Mr. Xiao."

Li Xiuyuan looked at him and smiled lightly: "My sister has caused trouble for you... let's say goodbye and see you again if we have the chance."

The young man in white shirt looked at Li Xiuyuan and Xiao Long'er and smiled: "See you soon."

Xiao Longer pointed to the pastries on the table and said: "Brother, Xiao Longer wants to bring the pastries to Sister Xiaoqing to try."

Upon hearing this, the young man in white shirt reached out and put the pastries on the table into the food box beside him, handed it to Xiao Long'er on Li Xiuyuan's back, and said with a smile: "My sister likes to eat, just come over."

Xiao Longer stretched out his hand to take the food box and put it away in a flash. He looked at him and said with a smile, "Xiao Longer will take my sister to play next time. Goodbye, brother."

Li Xiuyuan waved back and said, "See you again if we are destined."

After saying that, he carried Xiao Long'er and walked outside Qianfo Temple. The sun was getting higher and Xiao Qing was probably already waiting impatiently.

The young man in white shirt behind him also glanced at the four people behind him after Li Xiuyuan left, and walked out of the temple.

"Congratulations to the Emperor...Young Master, you have met the man of God, and not only have you broken through two realms in a row...it seems that all these old diseases will also be eliminated."

One of the men in black said with a smile.

The young man nodded and said with a smile: "Go back and let the imperial doctor take a look. If it is true...you must thank these two brothers and sisters."

The man in black smiled and said: "Don't worry, young master, I'll leave this matter to you. We'll go find out about it later..."

Xiaonian was in a good mood, waved his hand and said: "Go, it's time for me to go back."

The group of people followed Li Xiuyuan from a distance and walked outside Qianfo Temple.

The Buddha said that a peck and a drink will have its own destiny. The young man in front of him just came to Qianfo Temple to relax in a bored mood, and met the little Long'er who was also wandering around in boredom.

The two started chatting about the Buddha statue in front of the temple, but in the end it was the young man who received the favor from Xiao Longer and Li Xiuyuan.

At this time, Li Xiuyuan didn't know that he was shocked by Xiao Long'er's boldness, and he thought that he could no longer let her hang out alone in the future. If an accident happened, it might be a big trouble.

"Brother, why have you been talking to the old monk for so long?" Xiao Longer was a little tired.

Li Xiuyuan replied softly: "Brother forgot to tell you before, don't talk to strangers when you go out. Be careful if others take you away. What will happen if brother can't find you?"

When Xiao Long'er heard this, he was so frightened that he lay down in his ear and blew a breath: "Xiao Long'er was scared to death. I won't dare to do it next time."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "When have you ever been afraid?"
Chapter completed!