marry a monk

The next day, Antai heard Mohanad talk about going back to Hasa's hometown, and was so excited that he gave him a tight hug. He was so homesick. He hadn't seen his parents for more than ten years. He didn't know how they were doing now. Are you doing well?

"When are you leaving? Now?" An Tai asked excitedly while cleaning up.

"Tomorrow, it's getting late now, and it's not convenient to go out." Mohanad replied absently.

He was busy with the clothes on his body. He was used to wearing monk robes, but suddenly he felt weird wearing the prince's clothes. Although his height was about the same as the prince's, the sleeves were too wide, the waist was too tight, and the hem was long, so he could move around. inconvenient.

"What do you think my parents look like? Are they full of energy or gray temples? I have left home since I was a child, and I don't have any impression of my parents." An Qin was thinking about it.

"An'an, help me loosen this belt a little bit, it's a bit tight and it's inconvenient to turn." Mohanad ignored his muttering to himself.

"Little Momo, your clothes are already the loosest, you can't get any looser." An Tai looked at him.

"But I feel tight." Mohanad danced his hands and feet, as if trying to loosen his clothes.

"Don't mess with it, just wear this suit." Siqin Desheng came in from outside the door, holding a beige robe in his hand.

"You and I are different in height. This king made a new one for you. There will be other styles in the future. Let's try this one first." His voice was deep and magnetic.

"You made it again?" Mohannad smiled brightly. Not only did King Sheng know how to make monk clothes and vegetarian dishes, but he could also make layman's clothes. The workmanship was many times better than the monk clothes he made before. It's just different from Cong, not only is his martial arts unsurpassed, but also his life is more nourishing than others, whoever marries him in the future will be happy.

"My prince hasn't closed his eyes for two days to make this set of clothes." Si Qinan interjected.

"..." Si Qin Desheng remained silent, but his eyes blamed Si Qin An for talking too much.

"King Sheng, do you like making clothes?" Mohanad took the clothes and handed them to An Tai, then turned and asked him.

"..." The prince was silent.

"The fabric is pure, smooth to the touch, exquisite in workmanship, and embroidered with dark patterns. It's a good dress." An Tai admired while helping Mohanad put on the clothes.

"Isn't this dress expensive?" Mohannad asked.

"..." Siqin Desheng asked Antai after seeing An Tai help him dress him up, "How is it? Does it fit you well?"

"Well, it feels okay. You are wearing a white light robe, and I made a beige light robe. Don't we match well together?" Mohanad teased him, looking at him with bright eyes.

"..." Siqin Desheng met his gaze, and was not angry when he heard his nonsense. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was full of joy.

"It's really great." An Tai admired: "Look at how handsome my Wang Mo is. Si Qin'an is right. If the prince doesn't protect him well, maybe someone will snatch him away."

"Haha, An'an always likes to tease your little Momo recently, don't worry, no one can take me away with you." Mohanad straightened his clothes.

"Don't tell me, recently I found that Sheng Wang has improved by leaps and bounds in every skill, and he can take care of people. Is it possible that Sheng Wang is about to use me as a guinea pig?" Mohan Nade wanted to tease Siqin Desheng and Si Qin Pingting's marriage.

"What good thing is coming?" Siqin Desheng looked confused.

"Haha, I'm shy. Of course it's a good thing between you and Princess Pingting. I saw you meditating the other day..."

"There is absolutely no such thing..." Before Mohanad finished speaking, Siqin Desheng interrupted him unceremoniously, his whole face turned ugly.

"Oh..." Seeing that his complexion was not good, Mohannad stopped his smile and was stunned. He was suspicious, why did he get angry every time he talked about his marriage with the princess?Doesn't she look shy?

"Seeing that you have helped me so much, here is this for you." Mohannad took out the pure silver Tianyin hammer from his body.

"This is..." Siqin Desheng was full of joy, and was about to take it...

"Little Momo..." Antai called to Mohanad, this little hammer is his personal belonging, and it never leaves his body like Xun. Is it so easy to give it to someone?

"It doesn't matter, this thing is heavy and useless. It was okay in the Holy Palace before, so it can be kept." Mohannad glanced at Antai, understood what he meant, and smiled.

"Now we are walking around, it is inconvenient to carry it on the body, let Sheng Wangquan put it first." He said and handed the small hammer over.

Siqin Desheng couldn't help being a little surprised when he took the hammer. This humble silver hammer is so heavy?He still has it with him?Are you not tired?With such a high level of kung fu, it feels heavy in my hand, but he carries it with me all the time, how easy is it?

He gave Si Qin'an the small hammer to signal him to put it away, but when Si Qin'an took it with joy, his face sank, his body bent down, and he shouted.

"So heavy? I can't lift it." He put the hammer on the ground.

"I can't lift this thing. The only ones in this world who can lift it are Xiao Momo and the prince." An Tai laughed haha.

Hearing this, Wang Ye and Si Qin'an showed disbelief on their faces, and they both couldn't help but seriously looked at the small hammer.

It's only the size of a palm, pure silver, shining brightly, and there are various irregular images on the body of the hammer.

Siqin Desheng held it in his hand, walked into the courtyard, and shook it vigorously. In addition to sinking, there were bursts of thunder when shaking, and the harder the force, the louder the sound.

"Okay, this thing belongs to me." Siqin Desheng put away the hammer contentedly, and looked at Mohanad with smiles in the corners of his eyes.

"It's impossible to go out without self-defense skills, and you don't have to rush to leave. After this king teaches you a set of sword skills, it's not too late to go when you have self-defense power."

Mohannad was suspicious for a while, what kind of sword does a monk practice?Besides, it is inconvenient for the monk to go out with a sword.Can't help but look at An Tai, wondering what he thinks.

Antai, on the other hand, looked joyful and nodded vigorously in agreement.Firstly, he wanted to play with Si Qin'an again, and secondly, with self-defense skills, they would not be afraid even if they met Sheng Gong.

"Oh..." Mohannad responded speechlessly.

"Antai..." Over there, Si Qinan called Antai out, he probably guessed that the prince wanted to be alone with King Mo.

"Farewell, I want to see how little Momo learns sword?" An Tai went over and whispered to Si Qin'an.

"Well... Let's sit and watch from a distance, so as not to affect them." Si Qin'an couldn't bear to refuse him, and sat with him under the eaves far away.

Putting away the small hammer, Siqin Desheng transformed into a white Sun Chasing Sword in his hand, and raised it in the air, emitting streaks of silver light.

"The practice of swords we talk about is the same as the cultivation of the mind in Buddhism. Cultivating the mind is practicing swords. What is cultivated is the heart and what is practiced is the sword. The most important point of practicing swords is the unity of the heart and the sword. The heart and the sword are one. Use it for yourself, use the sword for the body, from the mind to the sword, this is the supreme swordsmanship. The real swordsmanship has no moves, it is all based on the mind and feeling, the sword moves with the heart, and the heart and the sword move as one."

After Siqin Desheng finished speaking, he drew up his posture and performed a set of swordsmanship.

Mohanad quietly watched his dancing like clouds and flowing water. This was not swordsmanship, but butterflies and bees dancing in the wild in the mountains.

In the light and shadow, there is no human figure or sword shadow, only a white light ball that changes infinitely under the sunlight, and the sword is buzzing amidst the flickering.

Si Qin'an didn't think much of it, but Mohanad and Antai had never seen such an exquisite swordsmanship, and they were dumbfounded.

After playing the sword technique once, Siqin Desheng stopped and stroked the sword in his hand.

"When you really practice the unity of human sword and sword, it doesn't matter whether you use the sword or not, because the heart has become the sword. The most powerful thing in the world is not the weapon, but the heart. Everything moves and turns according to the heart. This is the heart sword, not the sword without Real people."

"At this level, everything can be a sword. The wind knows the strength of the grass, and the sword moves according to the heart. Every grass, every tree, every flower and every leaf is connected with the heart and used by the heart sword."

"Come on, try it." Siqin Desheng handed over the sword and signaled Mohanad to come over.

"I..." Mohannad pointed at himself and reluctantly walked over: "I've never touched this thing before." He took the sword, trembling carefully.

"Wow, this sword is also heavy, not much lighter than that small hammer." He shook the sword and shouted.

"It's so easy to hold a small hammer, let alone a sword. Come on, don't talk too much, hold your sword tightly." Siqin Desheng protected him from behind, taught him to hold it well, and raised his sword to Sprint forward.

"The sword is like the wind, and it must be fast. No matter where you are or what the situation is, the opportunity is often fleeting. Whether you are attacking or defending, you can use one against ten with lightning speed, and you will gain the upper hand."

Siqin Desheng's voice echoed low in Mohanad's ears, and Ruolan's blowing made his ears itchy.

"My king let go, you try again." Siqin Desheng let go of his hand and retreated behind him.

"Okay." Mohanad responded, stopped his pace, and prepared for the next practice.Fortunately, I usually have too many small hammers, so I can grasp the strength of this sword fairly well.

"Swoosh..." A gust of wind passed by, and the Mohanad rushed forward like a sword following his strength.

Siqin Desheng hugged him across his waist: "It is the sword that is good at it, not the body. Many times the body does not need to move, but the heart and the sword are moving. The eyes, ears, nose, hands, and body are only auxiliary."

Looking at his long and thick eyelashes, he was really cute, Siqin Desheng let go of his waist.

"Well, I understand. This is the same as in the Buddhist scriptures that emptiness is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. Whether it is form or emptiness, it is all in one thought. As the saying goes, one thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon, and a thousand mountains All waters are of one mind." Mohanad said.

"Well, try again. The sword moves with the heart, and the sword stops when the heart stops." Siqin Desheng handed over the sword and turned behind him to hold his hand again.Seeing his serious look, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Look, is there something wrong with your Wang Mo and my prince?" Si Qin'an observed them carefully: "The eyes of the prince looking at Mo Wang are tender, I have never seen it before. The prince really likes your Mo Wang." king?"

"No way." An Tai stroked his bald head with an incredulous expression on his face: "They are good brothers."

"A good brother has such an intimate demeanor?"

"They are practicing swordsmanship. King Sheng taught Xiao Momo to practice swordsmanship. These movements are normal. I used to do the same thing with King Mo, and besides, we also have such close contact. Good brothers, don't think too much about it." An Tai said to each other. he.

Si Qin'an was taken aback for a moment, we have such an intimate contact?

Ever since we met him for the first time, I feel that I have a special affinity with him, and I always like to be with him. Could it be that I also like him?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at him, damn it, his eyes are as clear and bright as his family Mo Wang's, calm and magnanimous, and he can't see the waves in his heart at all.

Is it true that monks are all one-sided?Apart from eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha's name, don't you have other desires and emotions?

How did he know that Mohannad and Antai became monks since they were young, and besides the master and elders, they were accompanied by a group of monks from the Holy Palace.In their world, monks are practicing, meditating and reciting the Buddha's name.

Mohanad swung his sword and galloped forward like an arrow, throwing away Siqin Desheng behind him.Seeing that they were about to hit the wall in front, An Tai and Si Qin'an opened their mouths wide, afraid that he would hit it just like that.

Hearing a dull sound of thud, Mohanad bumped his head into Siqin Desheng's arms.

"Ouch." Siqin Desheng clutched his abdomen violently, frowning: "Where did you get so strong?"

When Siqin Desheng saw that Mohanad was about to hit the wall, he probably couldn't hold back his momentum. If he hit the wall, there must be a big hole at the end, so he blocked in front of him with a flash.

Just as he expected, this tendon hit his abdomen in such a real way.

"Ah?" Mohanad looked surprised: "Why did you run here?"

"..." Siqin Desheng was speechless.

"Mo Wang, do you like my lord? You are so hard. If it wasn't for the lord, you would be lying on the bed at this time." Si Qinan jumped up and rushed over to support Siqin Desheng to check his injury.

"It doesn't matter." Si Qin Desheng pushed Si Qin An away, looked at Mohan Nade's innocent face, and was very satisfied with An Tai's words.

"As I just said, everything is ideal. When you see the wall in front of you, you must consciously close your momentum. You don't close your momentum when you reach the bottom of the wall. It will be too late at that time, and you will hit the wall yourself. You are a beginner. How much do you know?" Just practice a few times."

"Oh..." Mohannad looked puzzled, and the king of victory came to him in the blink of an eye, which is too fast.

"King Sheng, you teach me so hard, do you want to become my senior brother?" Mohannad couldn't help teasing him.

Before, Siqin Desheng asked himself if he would like to be his senior brother, but now this senior brother has to change positions!

"You try to call a senior brother?" Siqin Deshengwen yelled at him.

"That's not okay. I'm a monk and a monk. If you call me a senior brother, won't you become a monk? No, no, then call me Brother Sheng, right? What do you think?" Mohan Nad's face was bright and happy.

"..." Siqin Desheng remained silent, and was very satisfied with this title in his heart, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

"Ouch..." Si Qin'an teased him: "King Mo, you should have called that a long time ago, some people are waiting impatiently." After speaking, he laughed and ran to play with An Tai.

"Here." After sitting down for a while, Si Qin'an stabbed An Tai with a grasshopper.

"Ha, I don't see that you still have this skill." An Tai happily licked his round face: "What did you just say so impatient?" He asked harmlessly.

"..." Si Qin'an looked at him speechlessly, why can't they see what's going on?How to explain it?

"It's okay, let's watch them practice swords." Si Qin'an stopped talking.

"Try again?" Over there, Siqin Desheng handed over the long sword.

"Okay." Mohanad took the sword and glanced at Siqin Desheng. Just as he thought, this time Siqin Desheng didn't mean to shake his hand and teach him, but stood aside and watched him quietly. .

Mohanad swung his sword, secretly channeling his inner strength, the sword flashed, and the person joined the sword. Where the figure flashed, the rockery in the courtyard was divided into two by him, and he stepped on the ground with a loud bang.

"Wow..." An Tai was shocked by the sight in front of him: "My little Momo finally has the power to restrain a chicken."

"Haha, you said that King Mo of your family seems to be very weak." Si Qinan agreed.

"Really, since I was a child, I have never seen him as powerful as today."

"Is that so, could it be that he is a rich young lady who is so popular that he is not useful?"

"He is King Mo, noble and honorable, and he was born to be worshiped by people."

"Indeed, he has an aristocratic air that evokes a sense of awe."

"This time, you don't have to be afraid of being chased by others when you go out this time." An Tai stared straight at him.

"In the past, he had no power to restrain a chicken, but now he has great power. It's all about little Momo who has changed so much. What kind of power made him do this?"

"Could it be the power of love?" Si Qin'an laughed at him.

"Go, don't talk nonsense, it's not good for people to listen to." An Tai didn't give him a good face.

"No nonsense, you have to admit my truth sooner or later." An Tai turned his head away.

"Well, not bad." Siqin Desheng finally felt relieved: "Do it again, try another movement?"

"Okay." Mohanad was also taken aback by the slash just now, he could split such a big rockery with a single slash of his sword?

There is interest, confidence, and feeling.

Mohanad raised his sword and raised his sword in the air, and his figure flashed. It was exactly the dancing posture of Siqin Desheng just now, and he repeated it again.

Siqin Desheng was dumbfounded now, didn't this little monk grasp the essentials so quickly?The swordsmanship that he has practiced for ten years can be accomplished in one day?What effect is this?

"You..." When Mohanad stopped, Siqin Desheng had a look of disbelief.

"What's wrong with me?" Mohanad looked puzzled.

"You try again?" Siqin Desheng couldn't believe what happened before his eyes.

"Okay." Mohanad was at the top, and it was too easy to practice swords. As long as you mastered the strength, it was not a matter of doing whatever you wanted. It's light, it's the same as usual.

Mohanad twirled the sword in his hand, his figure moved, and the shadow of the sword fluttered. He was born with inner strength, which was extremely mellow. Can't tell who is who.

It is almost the same as before, but lighter and more agile than before. The white robe is matched with the white sword light, and people seem to walk in the light.

Is it really possible to become a swordless real person in one day?Siqin Desheng couldn't figure it out, everything in front of him was incredible.

"How is it?" Mohanad stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead lightly: "Can it still get into your eyes?"

"What do you mean it can still catch your eyes?" Without waiting for Siqin Desheng to speak, An Tai ran out from the side with a happy face.

"Little Momo is really amazing. This set of sword skills is beyond the reach of many people. It can be done in one day. It's amazing."

"Really?" Mohanad raised his eyes and asked Siqin Desheng, who was looking at him with joy and satisfaction in his eyes.

"Indeed." Siqin Desheng answered him in a low voice.

"Isn't that thanks to Brother Sheng? If it wasn't for Brother Sheng who insisted on teaching me, I still don't know what a sword is." Mohan Nade said to Siqin Desheng with a smile on his face.

"It seems that what Si Qin'an said is right, you guys just love acid." An Tai shrugged and walked away.

"..." Si Qin Desheng didn't speak, any fool could see that he was full of joy.

"The fly in the ointment is that this sword is a bit long, and it's inconvenient to carry it on your body. It's really hard to win, brother, you carry it with you for a long time." Mohannad looked at the sword in his hand.

"You can use your internal force to melt it into the air, and then move it when you need it or melt it out." Siqin Desheng said.

"It's inconvenient for me, a monk, to hold a sword all day long. Can this sword be made smaller?" Mohannad seemed to be whimsical.