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1448. Swordsmen and shoes go to the palace, but they dont follow the court, and they dont pay tribute (Part 2)(2/2)

The breath has converged and almost disappeared.

But he is the main target of the lingering eyes of Danjia, Ding Ling, Jiang Yingying, Qingzi, Ping Lingzi, Zhuoma Zunsheng and other women here. Even though he can suppress his own aura, he cannot hide himself.

His existence - in this way, because most of the women's eyes were focused on him, his presence was even more highlighted.

He then turned his gaze to the table in front of him and carefully observed every texture and carving on the table.

"Your Majesty, your current aura is just like that of an ancient Buddha carved from clay and wood.

It seems that you have deep Buddha nature, but in fact your internal organs are filled with soil and wood. Your heart is solid, so how can your nature and mind be empty?"

Danjia, who was sitting first on the right side, glanced at Su Wu who was sitting on the main seat, snorted softly from his nose, raised his white jade-like chin, and asked Su Wu with a smile.

The resentment in her words was extremely clear. Now it seemed that she was discussing Buddhist practice with Su Wu, but in fact she was taking the opportunity to annoy him for being like a piece of wood in such an occasion and not saying a word in such an occasion.

Ding Ling, who was sitting opposite Danjia, glanced at her and suddenly said: "The body has been trained to look like a crane, and two scriptures are written under a thousand pines. I came to ask and I can't help but say, the clouds are in the sky and the water is in the bottle."

For example, practice - standing high on the mountain top and walking deep under the sea.

Some people's minds are not empty and cannot be pure, and they don't know that heaven and earth have all returned here and have never been transferred."

The unspoken meaning of Lushan Zhenren’s comment on the Tao is to ridicule Danjia. The practice of high and profound realms has always been there and has never been transferred. However, Danjia has no eyes of wisdom and his mind cannot be pure, so he cannot understand clearly. Therefore,

Looking at senior brother Su Wu, one would think that he is just a piece of wood.

In fact, the real elm-headed person with a mortal body is none other than Danga himself.

Danjia turned his head when he heard the sound, with the smile still on his beautiful face, and asked Ding Ling: "The Taoist priest has a pure mind, has he 'forgotten his love'?"

"Tao can be entrusted to all things in the world, and it can also be returned to oneself.

All nature, all kinds of things, and those who are sentimental and forgetful of emotion can be the 'Tao', and it does not necessarily have to be 'the supreme forgetfulness of emotion'." At this time, before Ding Ling could speak, Jiang Yingying, who had been sitting in the corner with Haruko Inoue, suddenly became timid.

Be timid to speak out.

She looked timid, but the words coming out of her mouth were quite fluent and organized.

After hearing what he said, Ding Ling glanced at Jiang Yingying. She didn't know what she was thinking of, but she looked at Jiang Yingying with a somewhat complicated expression.

Su Wu, who was sitting in the main seat, saw that the women present were about to start a Taoist debate. Finally, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and glanced at the door of the quiet room.

Now he not only invited the girls, but also Tao Zu, Jianzhen, Hong Renkun, Ji Xingzhou and others.

However, the girls had gathered here early, but Tao Zu, Jian Zhen and others were still missing.

Without these people present, he was already unable to cope with the current situation and could not withstand it.

"Master." Su Wu called to the door of the quiet room. As soon as he spoke, he suppressed the "Tao discussion atmosphere" that was getting hotter in the room. "Since you are outside the door, why don't you come inside to meet us?"

outside the door.

Tao Zu held Jianzhen in his left hand and Ji Xingzhou in his right hand, winking at each other with Hong Renkun.

"Listen, listen, they are going to kill each other soon!" Tao Zu gloated.

Hong Renkun couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth that were raised crazily, grinning endlessly: "How could I have seen Su Wu look like this before?

Ha ha!

It’s fitting that he deserved this calamity!

I’m going to make him suffer severely!”

The old god Jianzhen, who was being held by Tao Zu's arm, was there. There was no expression on his thin face, and he didn't seem to care about the farce at the moment.

But now he could easily break away from Tao Zu's arm and push the door open, but he never moved an inch.

Only Ji Xingzhou pursed his lips and whispered: "Su Wu should have something important to discuss with us, so it would not be good to leave him alone in the room like this..."

"You are a kind person!" Tao Zu glared at him.

Hong Renkun looked solemn and patted Ji Xingzhou on the shoulder: "All the women in the room are confidantees that Zhang Wu met in various periods.

Now we leave space alone for him and the girls to communicate with each other. What's wrong with this?

He was grateful that we were too late, so what’s wrong with that!”

Ji Xingzhou opened his mouth when he heard the sound, but couldn't say anything else.
Chapter completed!
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