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"But I heard from Big Brother Wang, who sells vegetables at the gate of the city, that he knows that he can't do it, and he is a man."

"If I don't agree, he will use the whole city's people as medicine. Let me alone, let him live for 500 years, and let the people in the city have 500 years of peace, it is a great virtue."

The little monk sighed.

It is often said in the book that a master will pay attention to Qi, a dynasty will have Qi, and a sect or a temple will also have Qi.Decades ago, there appeared in Leicheng a character who single-handedly rebelled against the thousand-year-old king Balei Hexu. Lei Aotian is exactly the weather performance of Snow Mountain Leicheng. It's a pity that Lei Aotian is a traitor. Climbing to the immortal, helping the ancestors to develop the real immortal medicine, maybe this will happen.

More than 20 years ago, a young man with a broken knife rushed into the snow-capped mountains and taught the entire Leicheng people a lesson. It turned out that the ancestors were really not invincible. Facing a young man in his early 20s, Vulnerable as a chicken and a dog.

It has been more than 300 years in Yichan Temple that there has not been such a flamboyant and talented person. On the lonely land of Leicheng, this temple seems to have nothing to do except help people cure diseases. people and things.Zen Master Jueyuan often said, "Xuanxin, my resources are not as good as yours. In the future, this temple will definitely bloom in your hands."

Where does the majestic atmosphere come from?
In the eyes of everyone, this little bald head is the most idle, except for burning firewood, cooking and washing clothes, he has no ability at all.But only in the eyes of the old abbot, Li Xuanxin is the heir of the Buddhist temple who is really hopeful to turn the tide, maybe he is the reincarnation of Bodhisattva Arhat.

Once, a young monk occasionally flipped through the [-]-word Bodhisattva Sutra. According to the abbot Jueyuan, that book was the most wonderful and unspeakable secret scripture in Buddhism for thousands of years. On the road!The little monk can memorize it backwards just by reading it once.Once in the lecture hall, the brothers were debating about a method, and the young monk occasionally heard it, and said the supreme solution nonchalantly, which was in line with the principles of Buddhism.After hearing this, Zen Master Jueyuan came to the small firewood room and said to him, "Xuanxin, if you don't practice Zen, you can go to the foot of the mountain for a walk. You are not from Leicheng, and you don't have that brand on your body. Let me come forward and tell the city lord. One sound, the city gate guards will not stop you."

The little monk quickly waved his hands, shrinking his head, and said: "No, I don't even want to leave the temple gate, abbot, you want me to go down the mountain, are you trying to scare me to death?"

"Why don't you want to go out?"

"The outside world is too scary."

"You can't stay out of the house and practice Zen all your life, right?"

"Wait a little longer."

"Wait until when?"

The little monk scratched his bald head and said with a smile, "When I don't have to be afraid of anything."

There are 16 peaks facing the top of the snow mountain. The mountain is steep and full of snow, but Luanding, where Leicheng is located, has a vision today. The snow on the mountain is gradually melting, like a flood, venting down, but , These floods, which are enough to break down the city walls, will automatically divert and detour when they reach a radius of 200 meters from Leicheng.The entire Thunder City seemed to be shrouded in a transparent hood.The face of the Lord City Lord in the City Lord's Mansion suddenly changed, and he was shocked, and turned his head to look in the direction of Yichan Temple.In Yichan Temple, the little monk in the Sutra Pavilion was covered with golden light, floating in the air. He felt his whole body was cold and stiff at first, and then hot in an instant. On the side of a treacherous golden lake, the little monk gradually regained his consciousness. He opened his eyes and found that he was still in the Sutra Pavilion. The books on the bookshelves danced without the wind, all floating in the air, and the writing on them turned golden. Floating out of the surface of the book, they rushed towards him densely, attached to his body, hands, and bald head, and then gradually disappeared.At this moment, he suddenly remembered what Zen Master Jueyuan had said back then.

"Xuan Xin, all people under immortals are human beings. Generation, age and identity are all fictitious things. There are some talented and intelligent people in this world. I am a few hundred years older than you, but I think I can't catch up with you in some aspects." you."

The little monk was still not convinced at that time, and shouted: "Who said, abbot, you are very capable, and I can't catch up with you even if I flatter you."

"Oh? Which aspect? Comprehension, intelligence, understanding of Buddhism? Do you mean cultivation? This is incomparable. I have lived for more than 300 years, so naturally I have accumulated so much merit..."

The little monk shook his head and pointed at the other person's legs, "The last time you pissed, you are over 300 years old and can still pee ten feet against the wind, but I got my shoes wet."

The old abbot laughed out loud, looking very unhappy.

The door of the Sutra Pavilion opened.

The little monk clasped his hands together and walked out with a smile.

He bowed to the senior brothers guarding the gate to salute.

All the brothers returned the salute and said the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, I have seen Abbot Xuanxin."

The little monk seemed to be shrouded in a piece of Buddha's light, smiling and waving his hands, meditating on the spot for a while.

Outside the city wall was a flood, and the cold breath rushed towards her face. Xuanxin's moon-white cassock was slightly trembling by the wind, and then turned into phantoms.

At the door, the little monk disappeared.

In the abandoned barren garden, Xu Xiaolou stood in front of the small wooden house, looking at the vision of heaven and earth in the distance, with a serious expression on his face.Li Yuewen and the other three women stood in the room, their shoulders trembling, they were extremely frightened.It was as if a jet of water had broken through the invisible shield of Leicheng, and rushed towards the deserted garden with great momentum. In the next moment, it would probably spread across the city wall, rush to the forest, rush to the cabin, and submerge the abandoned garden.Xu Xiaolou anxiously grabbed the three girls behind him, preparing to flee.

next moment.

Xiao Xuanxin's figure appeared on the city wall, with his hands facing the sky, looking at the oncoming flood, he softly uttered a word.

"good."

The water is still.

The jumping water waves gradually calmed down. Last moment, there was still a torrent of water surging like a dragon's body, but it immediately calmed down like a poultry dog, lying on the ground.

Transparent shields were fixed.

The flood in the snow mountain continued to flow down the mountain.

The little monk's cassock trembled slightly, dragging an afterimage in the air. He seemed to be still standing on the wall, but in the next second, he had already arrived in the city lord's mansion, in front of the stove.

The city lord, Lei Hexu, had already left with the refined elixir.

Outside the house, there were many Lei family members standing there nervously.

They don't know how this little monk appeared out of thin air, but since the other party appeared, they should know what happened here today. The other party is the disciple of the old abbot, so he came, naturally the person who came was not good.

They rushed in, all armed.

The little monk turned around, put his palms together, and said with a golden mouth, "The Buddha said, people in the world should not fight with weapons."

Suddenly, everyone stood still, and the weapons in their hands disappeared.

The little monk smiled, and the cassock moved slightly.

This is a proverb.