Sword of Coming

In the early morning, the door creaked, and the skinny little girl woke up instantly, jumped off the back of the stone lion, tiptoed, cats on her waist, and escaped here along the root of the wall.

Of course Chen Ping “woke up” earlier than she did. After watching the little girl leave from a distance, he stopped following her whereabouts and returned to his residence. Chen Ping rented a side house in a house south of Capital. Leading Light Alley, with a big name, is actually inferior to Apricot Blossoms Alley in my hometown. There are many shabby scholars who went to Beijing to rush for the exam. Chunwei was unsuccessful and couldn’t afford to return home. In Capital, I can meet you just now. My friends exchanged knowledge and settled down like this.

Chen Ping only has the house key, not the courtyard door key, so he returned to his residence with a pinch. The courtyard door was opened. Chen Ping returned to his house, closed the door, and glanced at the stack of books on the table and the bed The bedding has been passive, a little bit of clues, in Chen Ping’s eyes, it is very abrupt, sighed, a little helpless, but fortunately there are not too many things.

Chen Ping didn’t live here before. He stayed at an Inn and asked for a big room where he could practice fist and sword at will. Later, he searched for Taoism to no avail, and his mood became more and more irritable. For the first time, Chen Ping stopped walking. Sword technique, in order to save money, I moved here, and I only practice Sword Furnace occasionally.

Chen Ping was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, dazed.

It’s always like a headless fly, it’s not a problem.

Benefiting from the dripping and piercing battle on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there will be two battles of Flying Eagle Castle behind, especially the evil cultivator pill room Self-destruction, Spiritual Qi pouring like a flood, Chen Ping’s plentiful harvest Chen Ping is now in Martial Dao Fourth Realm. There are some signs of bottleneck loosening, but I feel that something is still lacking. Chen Ping has a vague intuition, the threshold of 2 Fifth Realm, he can quickly cross it if he wants to, but Chen Ping still hopes to be more solid, but it is not possible. As Lu Tai said at the beginning, to go to the Martial Saint Temple to try one’s luck, or to find an Ancient Battlefield site, to find the heroes and Yin who survived the battle. Spirit.

You have to find something to do, otherwise Chen Ping is afraid that he will get moldy.

Chen Ping decided to stay in this Southern Park Country Capital until the end of summer, and could not find the Observing Dao Temple anymore, so he returned to Aquarius Continent and focused all his energy on Martial Dao Seventh Realm. Cui Chan’s grandfather was in Unrestrained Mountain bamboo. On the house side, Chen Ping has great confidence in this. The ten-year appointment with Ning Yao may be a few years in advance.

However, Chen Ping was still a little frustrated. He was afraid that the barefoot old man with a heart higher than the sky and invincible boxing skills threatened to polish him into the strongest Fifth Realm or Sixth Realm.

At the beginning, Third Realm was already in such a terrible pain. Chen Ping was really afraid that he would beat the old man to death.

Chen Ping held the back of his head with both hands and slowly closed his eyes.

I don’t know if Ah Liang is in Heaven Beyond the Heaven, and the legendary Dao Lao 2, who is truly invincible, is there a real winner.

I don’t know how high Liu Xianyang was on the long journey to Yingyin Chen Clan, and how high the highest mountain was and how big the largest water was.

I don’t know if Li Baoping is studying at Mountain Cliff Academy, whether he is happy or not.

I don’t know if Gu Can was bullied in Shujian Lake, or whether it was a small book for recording enemies.

I don’t know whether Miss Ruan Xiu likes the peach blossom cake at Dragon Riding Alley.

I don’t know if Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia are traveling together, whether they have met new friends, can be born and die together, subdue monster extinguish demons.

I don’t know if Fan 2 met his favorite girl in Old Dragon City.

Chen Ping fell asleep thinking about what was on his mind.

Flying Sword was in Nurturing Sword Gourd in the early 15th day. Actually, Chen Ping did not worry too much.

The owner of this house is a family of 3 generations and 5 people. The old man likes to go out and find someone to play chess. He has weak chess skills and worse chess skills. He likes hu hu.

The old woman’s words are mean, and the complexion is gloomy all day long, it is easy for Chen Ping to think of Granny Ma of Apricot Blossoms Alley.

The young husband and wife two people, the woman does some needlework at home, takes care of the housework, and scolds her mother-in-law every day without lifting her head.According to the old saying of Southern Park Country Capital, a man is a Wrapping Cloths Building, that is, carrying a big baggage, buying rags in 4 places, wearing a snare drum at his waist, yelling loudly in the streets and alleys, and with good luck, he can find valuable old objects. , And then sell it to a familiar antique shop, you can make a lot of silver if you do it.

The couple looked mediocre, but they gave birth to a beautiful baby, 7 years old, with red lips and white teeth, not like a baby in a back alley, but like the Little Young Master of a big family.I’ve been to a school, and I’ve heard that I’m very fond of the teacher’s Mister. I often watch him play chess with someone. You can squat for more than half an hour when you squat. He doesn’t say a word. Looks like it.

Neighbourhoods, big or small, are close to this child, and often make fun of him cracking a joke, the green plum girl in the alley next door, and the young lady Liu in the school, which one likes more.This child often just smiled shyly and continued to watch the game silently.

After Chen Ping fell asleep.

A little thing emerged from the ground, climbed onto the table, sat next to the “Book Mountain”, and began to doze off.

Small lotus figurine is obviously proficient in Earth Escape Technique, silent and extremely fast.

Before coming to Southern Park Country Capital, Chen Ping had amused with it several times, or rode a horse, or galloped out several dozen li in one breath. When he stopped his horse or stopped, his feet would always be Little Brat poked his head out of the soil and giggled at him.

Whether it’s Chen Ping walking punching or practicing sword technique, it never disturbs and always looks at it from a distance. Only when Chen Ping beckons to it will he come to Chen Ping, walk along in the golden robe, and climb up. , Finally sitting on the shoulders of Chen Ping, one big and one small, enjoying the scenery together.

As for the snowflake money, temporarily put it on Chen Ping’s side.

Chen Ping just took a short nap, and was soon awakened by the noise of the yard, the old woman’s chattering, the woman’s chattering, the old man was hanging his throat, and the child was reading the contents of the school books in the morning, only the young robust Man, he should still be asleep in hu hu.

Chen Ping sat at the table, picked up a book gently, and the little thing woke up slowly, confused, and stared at Chen Ping blankly.

Chen Ping said with a smile: “Sleep with you.”

The little thing slid up and ran to Chen Ping to help him open a page.

Chen Ping is accustomed to it. The books on the table are all newly bought after leaving Lu Tai and Flying Eagle Castle. At that time, Lu Tai said that only by reading first-rate books can he hope to become a second-rate person.Reading is indispensable, bite off more than one can chew, take intensive reading as the top priority, chew slowly, really eat all the subtleties of a classic book in your stomach, and hide those beautiful images, insightful truths, and The Essence, Qi, and Spirit between the sentences, one after another is turned into your own use, this is called reading, otherwise it is just turning the book, turning over 2 million volumes, it is also a 10000000-foot bookcase.

Chen Ping heard it suddenly. If it weren’t for Lu Tai’s reminder, he might have bought a good book when he saw it, and he would read it carefully, but Sea of ​​Books is Borderless, life is limited, Chen Ping has to practice boxing Sword, but also to look for Taoism, and finally left a little free time, which should indeed be used to read the best books.

Lu Tai gave a book list, but Chen Ping treasured the paper, but instead of buying books according to the book list, he bought the Confucian sub-sacred classics.

It is a pity that Literary Saint old scholar’s books are not available on the market.

Chen Ping wants to see “3 4” and look at it by contrast.

Emotionally speaking, Chen Ping is of course the most inclined to Mr. Qi’s Mister, the old scholar who loves to drink and talk about alcohol, but he likes, admires and respects a person, there is no problem, if you feel that that person is saying something What you do is all right, there will be big problems.

Is Literary Saint old scholar’s knowledge high?Of course it is very high. According to the young Cui Chan, it was once so high that all Scholars felt “like the sun at high noon”.

Is Chen Ping qualified to think that the old scholar’s reasoning is not the most reasonable?

It may seem like a mightfly shakes a tree, but it is ridiculous, but in fact there is, because there is a sub-sage, and there are scriptures left by the sub-sage.

Chen Ping once told Ning Yao’s parents that if you really like someone, you have to like something that is bad for someone.

I also told azure clothed little boys and pink skirt girls, “If I am wrong, you remember to remind me.”

However, Chen Ping is deep in one’s heart. Of course, I hope that after seeing the knowledge of both sides of the 3-4 dispute, I can sincerely feel that Literary Saint old scholar is more right.

Then next time I have a drink with the elderly, there will be talks.

Chen Ping sits very tightly, reading slowly, and has a very soft voice. Whenever he reaches the end of a page, small lotus figurine will quickly turn over a new page with his hands and feet.

Then he continued to sit back at the table between Chen Ping and the books on the table, drawing a scoop based on the bottle gourd, imitating Chen Ping’s upright sitting posture, he raised his ears and quietly listened to the sound of reading above his head.

For the yard full of fireworks outside the house, Chen Ping, with a white robe and a bottle gourd on his back, is like a strange figure far away in the sky. He is not close when he comes, and he leaves no nostalgia.

Just pay.

Not far from Leading Light Alley, there is a wine shop brothel and a curvy temple of Brahma Sound. Although it is close, it is as far away as two worlds.

Chen Ping often sees monks go out begging for alms. Although they are thin in shape, most of them have calm faces. Even if they don’t wear robes, they can be seen at a glance that they are different from the 100 surnames in the market.

On the other side of the Goulan wine shop, there are often loud voices at night, and the whole street is full of rich powdery gas, and it often stops until the early hours of the morning.Although the characters over there, whether they are guests drinking flower wine or women toasting, are rich in silk and satin, and once the joy is over, their expressions are often haggard. Chen Ping several times saw those women taking guests away from the brothel and went back to unload. She lost her face powder makeup, sky first glimmers of light, and walked out of the brothel side door to an alley full of vendors, sitting there and drinking a bowl of rice porridge or wonton, some women ate and lay on the table. Go to bed.

The spring night is worth 1000 gold, which seems to be borrowing money from God to be repaid.

Some vendors who are acquainted with the girls in Goulan like to talk about meat the most. Some women don’t care about it, and they are perfunctory, in order to save a few coins, and some are extraordinarily true. They should have been used to docile and humorous. They yelled at them directly, and the vendors would coveer, and when the women left, they began to scold them for nothing more than pickles in the skin and meat business, and there was no face to pretend to be that yellow girl.

On 2nd day, the brothel women who scolded others will come as usual. The street vendors who were scolded yesterday will still sneak a glimpse of their little white hands showing their sleeves. They are as white as pork on the chopping board, compared to their own yellow-faced women. It’s really one heaven one earth. I really don’t know how these watery ladies were born and nurtured. I just thought that touching their breasts would cost a little half a year of hard work, so I could only sigh.

Southern Park Country has been war-free for hundreds of years, Cathay Pacific is safe, and generations of kings have ruled under the roof, and there is neither sage nor infamy.

Therefore, Capital does not have a night ban. Carefree, a hero of the rivers and lakes, carries knives and sabers, fresh clothes and angry horses. The government never ignores them. If they encounter them on the road, they will immediately get off the ground. The two sides will greet them politely. Yes, you talk about some helpless promotion in officialdom. I talk about some expert tricks that are irritating in the arena. Once you come and go, 2 or 2 catties of wine will definitely be unstoppable.

In order to find the Observing Dao Temple, Chen Ping everyday all will walk around the Capital, and see the 100 state of the market and some weirdness hidden in the market.

As long as they don’t take the initiative to provoke themselves, Chen Ping won’t bother.

Lu Tai once said a sentence, but he didn’t have a deep feeling at that time, but now the more he chews, the more aftertaste.

After climbing the mountain and cultivating the Tao, you will only feel that there are more and more unearthly and ghostly feminine things in the world.

Chen Ping closed the book, and an hour passed by, ready to go out and continue shopping.

Although Chen Ping’s mood became more and more irritable while searching for Taoist temples, Chen Ping did not try to calm down. In fact, he made a lot of efforts. He went to those large and small temples, burned incense and worshiped Buddha, and walked alone in the quiet path trees. In Yinzhong, every temple visit is recorded on bamboo slips. The small temple next to Leading Light Alley, Chen Ping visits the most times, the temple is not big, and there are only a dozen people including the abbot. As time passes, they become familiar. Face, every time Chen Ping’s heart is upset, he will go there and sit there, not necessarily talking to monks, even sitting alone under the eaves and listening to the ding dong of wind chimes, he can kill off a hot afternoon .

Southern Park Country worshipped Buddhism and relegated to Taoism, Capital and local temples stand in great numbers, Burning Incense prospered, Taoism is rarely seen, and Capital is not even one.

In recent days, a horrifying incident has been raging up and down in Capital. Clear River Temple, one of the four largest temples in Southern Park Country Capital, has a huge scandal. Clear River Temple has always been abbot of deep Dharma and a golden body. Known to the world, the monks of the past can leave the fleshy body or burn out the sarira after passing away. The other three monasteries must be ashamed of being inferior at this point.

This is also regarded as a testament to the prosperity of Southern Park Country’s Dharma and its superiority to neighboring countries.

But not long ago, an eminent monk who placed an order for cultivation at Clear River Temple was elected as abbot the year before, and the scenery is infinite, but one day he ran out of the temple and went directly to Dali Temple to sue the officer. After listening, Dali Temple Qing and others Officials, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. It turned out that the old monk reported on Clear River Temple, poisoned his food, and planned to infuse mercury into his body after his death. Not only that, he also exposed Clear River Temple. The monks have serious sins, including the capital lady who lured a lot of money to ask for children, a total of 6 serious crimes.

This case was so shocking and horrific that it directly shocked the Southern Park Country His Majesty The Emperor and ordered a thorough investigation of the matter. As a result, most of the 300 monks in Clear River Temple were imprisoned, and the rest were expelled from the Capital, and they were not allowed to do it again in this life. Monk.

The remaining three temples still have a transcendent position. After all, they are deeply rooted, but many small temples that are not well-known, such as the Heart Appraisal Temple next to Leading Light Alley, have significantly fewer recent pilgrims.

The abbot of Heart Appraisal Temple is an old monk with a strong local accent, kind eyebrows, kind-eyed, tall and big, he has been in Beijing for 30 years. The old monk still has no change in his accent, and he does not like to chat with others about the subtle and profound Dharma. Every time I go to sit in the temple, Chen Ping takes a lot of effort to understand. Chen Ping has a good impression of the old monk, and he hasn’t seen it through. The old host is a cultivator, but he has not yet been among the Middle Five Realms. .

Chen Ping left the alley and went to the Heart Appraisal Temple, planning to sit still there and practice Sword Furnace piling.

It was only 2 miles away, and Chen Ping walked past a dojo and dart board, especially inside the dojo high wall with the “magnificent mountains and rivers” plaque. Every time a group of guys hum haha, they should be practicing boxing. frame.The street outside the escort gate is often crowded with dart cars. Young men and women are proud, high-spirited and vigorous, while old people are much more silent. When I meet Chen Ping by chance, they will be nodded. Chen Ping At first, they would bow their hands and return the gifts. Later, when they met, they took the initiative to salute. They didn’t even think about going there, and the old people lost their interest and didn’t even look at Chen Ping.

Afterwards, Chen Ping figured out the joints and laughed.

Mostly at first regarded himself as a newly arrived dragon. Later, after finding out where he lived, he underestimated himself. His overly “polite” etiquette made the escort veterans believe that he was an embroidered pillow.

Chen Ping finds it interesting.

There are many dojos and escorts on the Capital side. Those Jianghu Sect who are well-known all like to make a hallway, a high gate compound, and do not lose to the palaces of the princes’ high ranking official. There is no need to avoid any ritual violations.On the contrary, it is about Qi Refiner. There are very few rumors. Even the Imperial Teacher is just a grandmaster.

But the most interesting thing is the characters in an unremarkable house. The men and women who go in and out are almost everyone from Martial Dao, who are practitioners on the rivers and lakes, but they deliberately hide their identity, dress plainly, reserved, and Chen Ping once. I also saw an expert who is most likely Martial Dao Sixth Realm, with a young woman wearing a drapery hat next to her. She couldn’t see her face, but she had a graceful posture and should be a beauty.

Unconsciously, Chen Ping began to look at this World in another light.

When I arrived at the Heart Appraisal Temple, the pilgrims in the temple are now sparse, and most of them are nearby neighborhoods who have gone to ages. Therefore, the monks and novices in the temple are all sad.

The most important reason why Chen Ping came to visit recently was a little diligent. The most important reason was that he felt that the old host’s deadline was approaching.

Today, the old monk seemed to know that Chen Ping was coming, and waited early in the corridor of a side hall.

There are two round seats of grass and two people sitting opposite each other.

Seeing Chen Ping hesitating to speak, the old monk straight to the point said with a smile: “In the past abbots of Clear River Temple, there have been real golden bodies, not like the rumors from the outside world. They are all liars and don’t need a stick to beat them. Clear River Temple has a 1000-year history.”

I saw it.

But the premise is that the old monk saw evil first.

The old monk said with a smile again: “It’s just that after this poor monk died, I wanted to burn a few sarira to add some Burning Incense to this temple. Now it seems to be difficult, so I have to conceal it for a while. “

Chen Ping wondered: “Is this also the cause and effect of Buddhism?”

The old monk nodded said: “Naturally, in a Southern Park Country Capital, Clear River Temple and Heart Appraisal Temple have never overlapped. It seems that the cause and effect are fuzzy, but in fact it is not. Putting it in the Dharma, Heaven and Earth is big, both are It’s implicated one after another.”

This is the first time that an old monk has said “Dharma” in front of Chen Ping.

The old monk hesitated and said with a smile: “In fact, between the two temples, there is cause and effect, but it is too mysterious and subtle, too…small, this poor monk is not sure to say it, and it needs the donor’s own experience.”

There is no need for two people to chat. Old monks used to be interrupted by little novice monks. They talked about trivial things in the temple and left Chen Ping aside. Chen Ping often brought a few bamboo slips or a book to read. Lettering, do not feel negligent and rude.

Today Chen Ping did not bring a book, only a thin bamboo slip and a small carving knife.

Chen Ping never tires of old, the carving knife was originally bought by the jade token and the store gave it as a gift.

The old monk has a lot of fun today. Regarding the Dharma, dragonfly touches the water lightly, I won’t talk about it any more. I will talk casually as before, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the Royal General, the merchant, the Hundred Schools of Thought. Say something, it’s commonplace.

Time is long.

The old monk laughed and asked: “Can a literati or official who has been a treacherous, wicked, and stinking 10000-year-old man write a beautiful handwriting and a popular poem?”

Chen Ping thought for a while, nodded said, “It can.”

“A famous celebrity and general in history, will they have secrets and defects that they don’t know about?”

“some.”

The old monk said with a smile: “Yes, don’t go to extremes in 10000 things. Reasoning with others is most afraid of’I want all the truth to occupy’. I am most afraid that once you have a bad relationship with others, you will not see the good. Above the temple, The reason why party disputes, even those that are regarded as disputes between gentlemen by later generations, are still extremely long, lies in the wise men and wise men. In these things, they are also doing the wrong thing.”

The old monk continued: “But if you are weak in the party fight in the court, you will probably die miserably when you talk about this Great Dao Truth. No wonder those Scholars who have become officials. In this case, can you say, this poor Monk’s call, going around, is all nonsense? Why do you want to talk about it?”

Chen Ping smiled and shook his head and said: “There is an old Mister who told me a similar truth. He taught me to think about 10000 things, even if I think about it for a long time, I will go back to the original point. Although it takes a lot of effort, it can be seen in the long run. , It’s still useful.”

The old monk was pleased to be nodded, “This Mister, the university asked.”

Chen Ping rubbed his finger on the emerald green bamboo slip and whispered softly: “Once the old Mister was drunk and drunk, he seemed to be asking me, but he was actually asking everyone. He was so. Speaking of which, as many books as you have read, you dare to say that this world is’just like this’, and how many people you have seen, you dare to say that men and women are’all such virtues’? How much peace and suffering have you seen, you dare to assert others Good and evil?”

The old monk sighed: “This Mister must not live easily.”

Chen Ping suddenly remembered something, but still couldn’t understand it, and curiously asked: “Does the Buddhist school really advocate’put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha’?”

The old monk said with a slight smile: “Before answering, this poor monk has a question, do you feel that this is scary, and it’s not a good idea, but after chewing it, I always feel that it is a shortcut, not Dhamma?”

Chen Ping scratched his head, “I haven’t even read ordinary Buddhism, so I don’t know if it is Dharma.”

The old monk laughed heartily, “Let go of the butcher knife and stand on the ground to become a Buddha. The world only looks at shortcuts. It is unbelievable. They don’t know the real mysterious, which lies in the realization that the butcher knife is in my hand. I don’t know evil. Many people know evil and do evil. After all, they all have a drenched with blood butcher knife in their hands. The severity is different. If you can really put it down and look back, wouldn’t it be a good deed?”

The old monk went a little further, “Zen Sect is great, but outsiders still feel surprised. In fact, it is great to drink the hard work before enlightenment. Ordinary people can’t see that’s all, and they don’t want to do that’s all. Is it difficult to become a Buddha? Of course it is difficult. Knowing the Dharma is difficult, and it is even more difficult to abide by, protect and teach the Dharma. But…”

The old monk suddenly stopped talking, sighed, “There is no’but’. Since this poor monk is a person who is facing the Buddha, he can’t do it himself, why should I tell you so far?”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “But it doesn’t matter, no matter how far the truth is, let’s not say whether I will go or not. I can know that it is there, which is a good thing.”

The old monk waved his hand, “Let this poor monk rest for a while, drink a cup of tea to moisturize your throat, it’s almost smoking.”

The old monk yelled. Not far away, there was a little novice monk who looked down and chanted but was napping. He suddenly opened his eyes. After hearing the old monk’s words, he quickly went to bring 2 bowls of tea to the abbot and the guests.

Not far away there is a towering tree with dense shade, and a Little Huang warbler is parked, pecking.

Chen Ping drinks tea fast, but the old monk drinks tea slowly.

Chen Ping smiled and handed the tea bowl back to the little novice monk. Before the old monk had drunk half of the bowl, Chen Ping lowered his head and picked up the bamboo slip. There was a trace of imperceptible marks on the left and right sides.

Chen Ping look left, look right, look at end 2.

The bamboo slip is like a small ruler.

The old monk drank the tea, turned his head and looked at the hot summer, the scorching sun barbecues the world, the world is rarely cool, he said intermittently with emotion.

“Dharma End Era, the people of the world, like the grass of a dry year, are withered without moisture.”

“The truth, I still have to talk about it.”

“Buddhism is the doctrine of monks. Etiquette is the doctrine of Confucian scholars. Taoism is the doctrine of Daoist. In fact, it is not bad, why stick to the door? Yes, just take it and eat it in your own stomach.”

Chen Ping looked away from the bamboo slips, raised his head and smiled, nodded and said: “Right.”

The old monk looked at the temple courtyard outside the corridor railing, “this World, I have always owed good people. Right, right, wrong, how could there be none? But we don’t go far to delve into that’s all. We can ignore it, and even deliberately reverse black and white. , But you have to know it in your heart. It’s a pity that the world is so helpless. There are more and more wise people, and those who have as many minds as lotus flowers often like to ridicule and mellow, deny pure goodwill, and hate the sincerity of others.”

“Chen Ping, how do you see this World, the world will see you.”

Then the old monk made an extra effort, as if repeating: “When you look at it, it is also looking at you.”

Chen Ping thought for a while, felt reasonable, but did not think deeply.

Today the old monk speaks a lot, and Chen Ping is a person who is willing to think carefully, so for a while, he has not followed the old monk so far.

The old monk suddenly said with a smile: “Benefactor Chen, how good is the truth of the old monk today?”

Chen Ping felt a little sad, said with a smile: “Very good.”

The old monk smiled and asked: “I heard you talk about the “sequence”, “size” and “good and evil”. The old monk would like to hear it again.”

The first time Chen Ping said it was rusty and obscure, but the truth and truth always became clearer as he said it, like a mirror wiped off from time to time, wiped off the dust, it will become brighter and brighter.

There is a sequence of right and wrong. First, clear the order, don’t skip it, just talk about the truth you want to say.

Right or wrong is also divided into size, use one, two or even more rulers to measure the size, these rulers can be all the worldly right dharma, good dharma, legalist law, Confucian etiquette, and arithmetic calculations of Confucianism. use.The bottom-line laws, high morals, local customs, and precise arithmetic will all be involved. It cannot be generalized. It is extremely complicated and laborious to study.

Only then is the final decision of good and evil.

Invisibly, human nature is the 3-4 dispute between good and evil, so it is no longer an insurmountable danger for Scholar, because this is the last thing to talk about, not the beginning of reading, so you need to make the first decision. Things.

Finally, there is a word “line”.

To educate the common people, Bodhisattva Heart spreads the Dharma to the world, and is able to cultivate a pure and pure one by oneself. You can do whatever you like.

The old monk had a serene expression. After hearing Chen Ping’s account, he folded his hands and bowed his head and said, “Amitabha.”

Chen Ping looked at the Little Huang warbler resting on the cornice. It was looking at the little novice monk cleaning the temple.

Chen Ping regained his gaze, and the old monk said with a slight smile: “The temple is not there, the monk is there, the monk is not, the Scripture is there, the Scripture is not, the Buddha is there, the Buddha is not, and the Dharma is still there. It is the Heart Appraisal Temple without a monk. There is no Scripture left. As long as someone has Dharma in their hearts, the Heart Appraisal Temple will still be there.”

The old monk turned his head and looked at the secluded courtyard again, only the rustle of the little novice monk sweeping the floor.

The old monk had blurred vision and murmured: “this poor monk seems to see a lotus flower blooming in the world.”

Chen Ping was silent.

The old monk lowered his head, lips slightly moving, “Go.”

The little novice monk in the distance looked towards the corridor, holding a broom in his arms, and complained to the old monk, “Master, the sun is so big, can I clean it later, it’s going to be hot.”

Chen Ping turned his head and pointed to the old monk who seemed to be sleeping and napping, and then extended the hand and hissed.

The little novice monk hurriedly fell silent, and then hid in joy, haha, I love to be lazy, but the master also loves to sleep.

He tiptoed and ran under the eaves of the great hall to enjoy the shade. The Little Huang took the courage and flew to the shoulders of the little novice monk. The little novice was stunned, turned his head on purpose and made a grimace at it, scaring Little Huang Ying hurriedly into flight. Go, the little novice monk who was alone touched his bald head, a little guilty.

On the round puffball seat in the corridor, the dead old monk maintained that loose posture.

But it seems that for this Small World, I mentioned Spirit, Soul and Qi.

Chen Ping thought of Lu Tai’s words for no reason.

People are asleep too.