Situ Jing touched his chin, feeling a little bored, and said: "What do you mean by this? I want to be polite, what's the matter? I don't know if letting a woman who has hurt you is considered a fool. But
, I know that a man who slaps a woman will definitely make me look down on him. Since she is not the same as me, then I will draw a clear line with her from now on. Men as good as us are afraid that there are no women
like?"
"That makes so much sense. Your heart is really too broad. If Lei Yi and Yan Mingzhu really get married, are you sure you can still maintain your current mentality?" Ning Xiaochuan said.
Situ Jing was silent for a moment, his eyes became deep, and he said: "Whatever doesn't belong to me, even if it belongs to me now, will belong to others in the future. What belongs to me, even if it belongs to someone else now, will belong to me in the future."
"Squeak"
On the vermilion-red courtyard wall next to it, a dilapidated wooden door opened, and a fat monk who looked honest and honest walked out of it.
"Donor Amitabha, you seem to be so kind. I heard what you just said. You are so buddha-nature. Why don't you come into the temple and have a cup of tea? How about we talk about Buddhism together?"
Ning Xiaochuan was a little surprised. He raised his head and realized that this was really a dilapidated temple built in the city, but it was very cold. On the plaque on the gate were three ancient Sanskrit characters "Bhikkhu Temple".
In Tianshi City, Ning Xiaochuan saw a temple for the first time.
When Ning Xiaochuan saw the monk, his face suddenly lit up and he said: "Master Tan Qian, I have found you."
"The donor recognized the wrong person"
Monk Tangan glanced at Ning Xiaochuan and was startled. He quickly retreated into the temple and was about to close the door.
Ning Xiaochuan rushed forward, held the door with his arms, and said: "Master, I have to say goodbye in the wilderness, I have been looking for you."
"Donor, you really recognized the wrong person."
Monk Tan Qian held the door tightly. He knew that Ning Xiaochuan must have discovered that the residual picture was a fake picture and came to him specifically to settle the score.
He came to Jiuyue Territory to preach and not only made Buddhism prosperous, but he didn't want to ruin Buddhism's reputation just like this.
At the same time, Monk Tangan was also muttering in his mind. It must be because there was no incense burning today and the Buddha did not appear. Otherwise, how could he find this place if Jiuyue Territory was so vast?
"Amitabha"
"Amitabha"
Ning Xiaochuan smiled and said: "Master, please open the door first. I know that you are an eminent monk. I would like to go in and discuss some Buddhism with you and learn something about the origin of Buddhism."
"It's useless for you to trick me. Unless you beat me to death, you won't even be able to step into the temple." Monk Tangan had a tough attitude and said decisively.
Ning Xiaochuan sighed and said: "Master Tan Qian, how could I lie to you? In my heart, you are really an eminent monk with noble conduct and regard money as dung. When we were in the wilderness, we still had some misunderstandings.
, that’s all junior’s fault. This junior comes here just to apologize to the master.”
The more Monk Tangan listened, the more he felt something was wrong. The boy outside seemed really sincere, but it was impossible for him to open the door.
He said: "Donor, if there was any misunderstanding between us in the past, please bear with me. It's already late at night, and I'm a little tired, so we can't go on like this anymore, right?"
Ning Xiaochuan thought for a while, and finally let go of his hand, bowed to the temple, and said: "Well, Buddhism is very particular about one word. Since the master thinks that the fate between us has been exhausted, then I will not bother you. .However, I still have to thank the master again for the gift of the picture. If the junior had not attended the auction of the Yan clan today, I would not have known that the residual picture that the master sold to the junior for a hundred black stones was actually the real picture. The picture is worth tens of millions of black stones. If the master had not given it as a gift, I would never be able to afford it. If I really find a treasure from the God Burial Mountain in the future, I will definitely reshape the golden bodies of the Bodhisattvas."
"Bang"
The door of the Bhikkhu Temple was opened so hard by Monk Tangan that the door panel was almost torn off.
"What? What are you talking about? A real picture? Thousands of mysterious stones? You... take out the picture and I will take a closer look." Monk Tangan's lips were trembling a little, and he could not speak clearly.
Ning Xiaochuan was a little stunned and said tentatively: "Master, you don't know that that is a real picture, right?"
"I...I...let me tell you, don't I know? It must be a real picture. Buddhism has a fiery eye, do you know? I have been practicing for many years. I can't tell the real picture from the fake one? Don't believe it. "Is that so? I will demonstrate it to you now..." Monk Tangan stuttered.
Ning Xiaochuan said quickly: "No, no, master, since you already knew that it was a real picture, why are you still so excited?"
Monk Tanqian took a deep breath, his expression became calm, and said: "To me, the real and fake pictures of Amitabha are just skin. I am not arrogant, impetuous, crazy, or greedy. Only then can I This is the great realm of life. The reason why I was so excited just now is because... when I used my fiery eyes just now, I actually discovered that you, the donor, have such a thick root of wisdom in your body. It is really rare. I travel around the world, I have read countless people, but this is the first time I have seen such a strong root of wisdom. It is a rare sight in ten thousand years. Donor, you are probably the reincarnation of the Buddha."
Situ Jing saw that Ning Xiaochuan admired Master Tan Qian very much. He thought that Monk Tan Qian was really an expert in Buddhism, so he also respected Master Tan Qian and said, "May I ask Master, is there a difference between thick and thin wisdom root?"
Monk Tanqian said: "Idiot, Idiot, your understanding has not yet been enlightened. As the saying goes, the root of wisdom is divided into thick and thin, and the Buddha-nature is long and short. Both the root of wisdom and the Buddha-nature are indispensable for those who practice Buddhism."
Situ Jing said: "I dare to ask Master, since you can see that Brother Ning's wisdom root is as thick as a watermelon, how thick is my wisdom root?"
"Let's not talk about this issue for now, let's talk about the remaining map of the Burial God Mountain first. Speaking of my experience of getting this map, it is simply an immortal legend. There are many dangerous places and forbidden areas in the wilderness, which are difficult for human beings. For a monk, he would never dare to take a step in his whole life. However, I was fearless and walked through many restricted areas of life, fighting dragons, destroying souls, and slaying spirits. After ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, I finally found my way to this place. In an eternal place of imprisonment, I found this broken picture and brought it out."
"However, Lao Na regards money as garbage and only pays attention to two words: fate. Because Donor Ning has a fate with the residual map, Lao Na sold the residual map to him for a hundred black stones. Based on the true value of the residual map, This is simply a free gift.”
Ning Xiaochuan nodded and said: "I can testify to this, the master is really generous."
Monk Tan Qian changed the subject and said: "But, Donor Ning, your fate with Can Tu has ended."
"Fate is over?" Ning Xiaochuan always felt something was wrong and took a step back slightly.
Monk Tan Gan took a step forward and said: "That's right. I have already calculated with my fingers just now that the fate between you and Can Tu is really over. Donor Ning, you should be more open-minded. There is a time limit for fate. Have you ever seen a banquet that never ends? Have you ever seen a flower that never fades? Have you ever seen a lover who has been in love for a lifetime? Fate comes and goes quickly. You must learn to let go and be willing to give up. If possible, return the broken picture to me, and I will find a suitable person for it."
Are you kidding me? How could Ning Xiaochuan return the broken pictures?
At this time, suddenly, a thick black cloud quickly filled the air from the direction of the city center.
In the black clouds, dozens of thunder and lightning were shuttled back and forth, carrying a terrifying evil aura.
"Swish"
Under the night sky, countless sounds of breaking wind sounded, and it seemed that many strong men were rushing over.
"He is a strong man from the Thunder Clan."
The expressions of Ning Xiaochuan and Situ Jing changed slightly, turned into two streams of light, rushed into the Bhikkhu Temple, and hid in the Buddhist hall.
"Bang"
Monk Tangan closed the Buddhist door, rushed into the Buddhist hall, and shouted: "What happened? Donor Ning, please take out the broken picture. Things that don't belong to you, even if they belong to you now, they will not belong to you in the future." .”
"boom"
A bolt of purple lightning struck down from the sky and struck the garden of the Bhikkhu Temple, creating a huge crater ten meters in diameter. Smoke and dust filled the air, forming a column of smoke.
The stone slabs around the huge pit shattered, and the two Buddhist temples not far away collapsed.
The entire Bhikkhu Temple shook slightly, and Monk Tangan almost fell to the ground before he could stand firm.
Outside the Bhikkhu Temple, many martial arts masters from the Thunder Clan appeared, surrounding the entire Bhikkhu Temple.
"Wow"
A purple thunder ball rises from the ground and turns into a huge lightning cover, which will confine the space of ten miles around the "Bhikkhu Temple" and make the atmosphere in the entire "Bhikkhu Temple" become chilling. Already.
This incident naturally shocked the monks in Tianshi City, and they all looked towards the south of the city. They saw thunderclouds rolling in the sky, and a huge lightning cover appeared on the ground, covering a large area of the city. Imprisoned.
Situ Lian and Mrs. Luan stood in the middle of a long street and glanced in the direction of Lei Yun, with sinister smiles on their faces.
Situ Lian's face looked sick, and his smile was very gloomy, and he said: "Thunder Cloud Cover Lei Clan is serious about it, and will not give those two boys a chance to escape. I'm afraid my nephew will not survive."
Madam Luan smiled sweetly and said: "That's not right, it saves us the trouble of doing it ourselves. However, that boy really has a ninth-grade mysterious weapon on his body. If the Thunder Clan gets it, it will be a huge bargain."
"The ninth-grade profound weapon is so precious, it is strange that it can be obtained so easily by the Thunder Clan. Just wait and see, when the Lei Clan kills those two boys, someone else will definitely take action. Whose hands will the ninth-grade mysterious weapon fall into? Don’t forget that we don’t know yet, there is more than one old antique in Tianren Realm in Tianshi City. Hehe,” Situ Lian said with a smile.
I will explode half of them at noon today and the other half at 2 o'clock in the morning tonight.
The chapter has exploded, and I can finally ask for votes with confidence. Hehe, our goal today is to be number one. First, I beg all book friends to help Laojiu rush up.