Ordinary children will definitely be confused.

If a smarter child is definitely reminded of the "The Taoist fairy who is coming to discuss Taoism" mentioned a few days ago.

But Xia Hua didn't think of anything.

He just sat there, as if he was asleep, and seemed not asleep.

He had already begun to think about where he came from...

The monks said that they were floating on the lotus platform overseas and were born with Buddhist children, but they always felt that they were not, because they had some impressions, as if they had parents, but the memory was separated by a layer of mirrors, water and moon, and the mist was misty and could not be seen in detail.

Just as I was thinking about it, the beautiful figure had approached and walked to the path beside Xia Hua. Then I suddenly noticed something and stopped and looked towards Xia Hua.

She couldn't help but look curious.

How could such a young child take a shower under the waterfall on the mountainside during the cold winter lunar month?

The person who came was naturally Dao Huanzhen, who disguised himself as a man. She suppressed the strength of the immortals and came to the Kunlun Dao Sect, which had just been unsealed in 20 years. The old Taoist naturally knew who this person was. After knowing her purpose, he directly accepted the disciples on behalf of the master and adopted Dao Huanzhen as his junior sister.

In fact, if possible, the old Taoist wanted to call her Master.

But it is definitely impossible for Dao to agree.

There are rules in the world. Dao really understood the history of Kunlun Dao Sect. The front passed by hastily, but he really became interested in his cheap senior brother, "Sword Emperor", Bai Qi.

Based on her experience, she naturally knew what Bai Qi was facing at the beginning. It was not just a Quanrong army, but the general trend that was about to be in decline. However, Bai Qi was able to kill the Quanrong King, who was almost the master of the robbery, when Kunlun blocked the mountain and cut off foreign aid, and was still unsure whether he could do it.

The most mysterious thing is that according to what the Senior Brother Bai did, it should be that he was fighting with King Quanrong to compete for the position of the Lord of the Calamity, and then killing Queen Quanrong. This world should have ushered in a greater catastrophe, but it was suddenly peaceful.

After thinking about it, there should be no other way except suicide. But when the killing disaster completely occupied the soul, the feeling was that I was the only one in heaven and earth, just like I had already ruled the world, with great power in control, infinite power, and all spirits were born and destroyed, only in a single thought. How could I commit suicide?

Dao really couldn't figure it out, but he just thought that Senior Brother Bai was really a strange man who had heard of it for all ages.

Therefore, she originally didn't want to pay attention to the affairs of Kunlun Dao Sect at all, but because of the personal charm of "Sword Emperor" Bai Qi, she decided to check the whereabouts of the missing Sword Emperor.

Afterwards, she forgot about the immortals and Buddhas. In order to prevent her face from shocking the world, she blackened her cheeks, wore a white veil, dressed as a man, had a blue shirt inside, a plain white cloak on the outside, and a three-foot mortal sword. Then she refined her heart in this world and discussed the Tao from all directions.

After walking over the past few years, I feel that I have gained a lot. I have seen the things I had never seen above before. The illusory state of mind that was as vague as a tower in the sky fell to the ground. She could only sigh inwardly and said that Wuxin did not lie to her.

However, even though she traveled all over the country and discussed the south and north, she had never seen this strange scene.

A little novice monk was actually clinging his eyes and peering cross-legged under the waterfall in deep winter?

She walked to a cold rock and approached the little novice monk.

The little shaman is pink and cute, but it does not have the silly meaning of an ordinary boy. Instead, it exudes an old monk's feeling of entering into meditation and seeing through the world, making people feel as if they have entered a quiet and peaceful Zen sect from head to toe.

What's even more strange is that Dao really only feels that this little novice monk seems to have a sense of familiarity, as if he always has a little cause and effect with him.

This is strange. She really has no cause and effect with others. Even the old Taoists of Kunlun Dao Sect are just borrowing a name. At the same time, she has returned the love in this name directly with a small opportunity of not much or too little.

So, the little novice monk meditated under the waterfall.

The cold white stream flowed down, washing his body over and over again, but it was like a rustling ancient Buddha sitting upright like a countercurrent incense. The more he realized his mind and nature, he seemed dignified.

Dao Huanzhen was sitting by the stream and watching him.

At this time, the top of the mountain.

In the front hall of Mount Wantai, the abbot from Mount Wanhua has completely completed the relocation of Zen Buddhism. At this time, he was quietly waiting for the Taoist fairy who came to discuss the Tao in the side hall.

Both rows are monks of all sizes, standing quietly like forests and clouds, and quiet sandalwood lingers in the hall. Because of the incense, the main hall at the main entrance burns incense for the pilgrims, and the Panlong Ksitigarbha Buddha in the inner hall is filled with pilgrims. If you look down from a high altitude, you may be afraid that there will be nearly one million pilgrims. This is still in the deep winter. You can imagine what the scene will be like if it is the peak season of spring and autumn.

The Tao must be discussed, but the incense cannot be stopped...

The abbot's development idea is very clear.

If the incense is about to be cut off, he would rather not fight for it.

Originally, Mount Wantai was just the territory of the Heavenly Palace, and the person in charge was the Grand Sitian and the Small Sitian. They are considered as the master of calculating astrological constellations, and they exist to protect the statue of the Dragon of the Dragon of the Condor.

Now since the arrival of Ksitigarbha Buddha, the Heavenly Palace has followed the will of heaven and divided the entire Wantai Mountains into east and west, and the East is the important Buddhist place, while the Heavenly Palace has been moved to the west, but the two still maintain a very close and friendly relationship.

The abbot is waiting.

The monks were waiting.

Didn’t that Taoist fairy say that he would visit on time at noon this day?

It's afternoon, why haven't you come yet?

Stand for an hour...

Two hours...

Three hours...

Finally, a monk moved, and Yuankong couldn't help but scratch his head, and his head was itchy.

Before the abbot opened his eyes, he spoke and said lightly: "Cycloud, can you not enter into meditation yet?"

The little fat man suddenly looked up. He heard that it was the abbot talking, and he was so scared that he was sweating. He had just been thinking about what kind of situation it would be to fight against the masters of Buddhism after the fairy came. He was excited for a moment and sweated, and then he got itchy. He scratched it a few times, but he didn't expect that the abbot would notice it.

The abbot said: "Have you never practiced concentration Zen?"

The little fat man stepped out of the line and put his hands together: "The disciple has distracting thoughts... it really shouldn't be."

The abbot said: "After going to sit in meditation for seven days, and then practice after calming your mind and nature. You are the future monk of my Buddhism. You should cultivate your mind and nature. Otherwise, you will enter the path of competitive strength and competition, and you will be the path of demons. If you practice Buddha for thousands of years, you will become a demon in one thought. You will take this as a warning to everyone. You must not be lazy in the slightest."

The little fat man was sweating all over his face, but he also felt that the abbot was right, so he said ashamed: "I am wrong and I will go to meditate afterwards."

Then, Yuanzhang Station returned to the queue and continued to wait.

...

Dao Huanzhen looked at Xia Hua for a while, and suddenly remembered that she had an appointment, so she got up and left quietly. Naturally, she could not do anything to ruin people and practice.

This little novice monk is cultivating his mind, so she will naturally not disturb him.

I quickly climbed up the steps and soon reached the top of the mountain. I saw the towering Buddha Palace, the temples were lined up, and the direction of the Great Hall was filled with pilgrims...

She was stunned.

Then the monk in front of him rushed forward and led the way, "Donor, please follow me here."

Dao was speechless, but looking at the scene of the heads being picked up by the heads, the Kunlun Dao Sect was not as popular as here at the most.

The abbot in the hall saw the figure coming from afar, then stood in the hall, and clasped his voice: "Amitabha, Namo Ksitigarbha, is the donor the Tao Wuxin?"

Dao Huanzhen nodded. Dao Wuxin was her pseudonym, "It's me."

"How can you and I practice Buddhism and Taoism well?"

"Master, are you a Buddha?"

The abbot smiled. He was already very skilled in playing tricks, so he said lightly: "I am a Buddha."

Then he said, "I am not a Buddha."

With such an answer, no matter what Wuxin asked below, he would fall into his trap and fall into his trap. He would be directly suppressed by his words and would not even retreat without fighting.

Tao Huanzhen: "You are not a Buddha, how can you practice well?"

The abbot was stunned...

Dao Huanzhen took two steps forward, and his skin turned into a glassy color, his momentum was empty and real, as if he was in the heavenly palace. She took off her veil and looked at the top of her eyes indifferently. She looked down at the world indifferently, not ruthlessness or sentimentality, but just treating everything as straw dogs.

These powers were completely the power she had cultivated in the mortal world, and she had never used the five spiritual patterns.

Dao Huanzhen said: "Are you a Buddha?"

The four words were only spoken out, and it was like a demonic sound entering his ears. The monks present were shocked and their eardrums were buzzing. A feeling of self-satisfaction suddenly arises. The Buddha nature in his heart disappeared with these four words.

The abbot suddenly closed his eyes and grabbed the rosary hand and quickly moved it. Each of them was engraved with Sanskrit words of consecration of meditation. Turning the rosary once was to recite the Buddhist scriptures. The abbot had turned the rosary three times and recited the Buddhist scriptures three times, but he only felt that the four words seemed to have substantial questions, and hit his state of mind.

He couldn't help but doubt it.

Am I Buddha?

The Buddha said that in the heart, everyone is Buddha.

But at this moment, why am I shaken?

Click...

The finger suddenly stopped, and the abbot's heart moved. He could not recite the Buddhist scriptures anymore, so he could not even pluck the rosary.

Even the abbot is like this, let alone the monks?

Then, the abbot heard a chuckle.

The chuckling was not a ridicule, it was just a Taoist sitting on the top of the mountain, watching the tides of the world rolling, and chuckling.

Tao is really put on the veil, "What do I have to do with you when I discuss Taoism with Buddha?"

Her voice returned to calm, and the monks gradually calmed down, but their hearts were still beating wildly. The Buddhist scriptures she had recited before seemed to have been fed to the dogs. Only then did she suddenly realize that her chest was beating, and she still had an ordinary heart that could not stand the test.

The abbot was a little ashamed and his old face turned red.

At this time, Dao Huanzhen suddenly asked, "Is the little novice monk at the foot of the mountain also a Zen master?"

The abbot responded: "It's my uncle Xuanhua."

Uncle Master?
To be continued...