Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Mr. Feiqing glanced at the group of monks: "Masters, how about you? I, Mr. Feiqing, will do what I say, and I will never lie."

As he spoke, he pushed the general to one of the women, and all the monks were trembling in their hearts, when they suddenly saw a beautiful woman approaching, they forgot to avoid it, and forgot to raise their hands to block it.

Wen Xiangnuanyu crashed into the middle-aged monk's arms, the woman's delicate fragrance covered the sky and covered the sky, and penetrated into the body and mind like threads, and the whole body collapsed on the ground, and immediately after a heartache, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The other monks also spit out a mouthful of blood for some reason.

Seeing this, Master Tianjing pointed at Young Master Feiqing and said angrily, "You!"

This group of disciples was affected by the Nestorian Jade Maiden technique that day. Although the corpse poison in their bodies had been eliminated, their minds were wavering. This move by Mr. Unfeeling just added fuel to the flames, causing a group of disciples to directly destroy their kung fu.

Mr. Feiqing smiled lightly: "I have a good intention, but the master just doesn't appreciate it. What does it mean to accuse?"

Tie Xue said something fair: "Master Tianjing is a monk, so what you have done, Mr. Unqing, is harming people's precepts and destroying their cultivation."

Young Master Feiqing said: "Oh, that's because I was being too sentimental, master, I'm really sorry."

Although he said so, he kissed the cherry lips of the woman in his arms, and performed a seductive scene in front of all the monks.

This move fell in the eyes of the monks, just like Xuanyin before the Buddha. The monks immediately closed their eyes, not daring to look at it.

It's just that although the eyes are closed, the heart is thinking, and the sweat is dripping from the forehead.

Although Master Tianjing was angry, he couldn't find a reason to blame the other party. He could only blame these disciples for their meager cultivation, and they couldn't resist such a temptation.

Sitting cross-legged in front of a group of disciples, his voice was like a bell: "Sit in meditation!"

All the disciples sat in meditation immediately, and the sound of Sanskrit and Sanskrit came out from the mouth of Master Tianjing and flowed into the hearts of all the Shimen disciples.

At this moment, there was movement in front of him, Tie Xue and the others looked serious, and ran towards the top of the mountain quickly.

After everyone had gone away, Mr. Fei Qing pushed away the beauty in his arms, raised his sleeves and flicked, all four female apprentices fell down.

The sound of the mantra murmured, like smoke lingering between the pines and white snow.

A gust of wind blew in, I don't know how much sweeter it is than vegetarian food, Master Tianjing thought for no reason.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, sees that all five aggregates are empty...

Is it the warm wind on the snow mountain?Master Tianjing's heart chakras were spinning, his lips were not moving, and he continued to chant the Heart Sutra.

Overcome all hardships, Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form...

As soon as the warmth subsides, the aroma strikes again.

Finally opened his eyes, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were watching, and a graceful and glamorous face covered his eyes.

The beauty makes people want to bow down, but the red lips are slightly raised, full of ridicule, it is the devil's mocking.

Tie Xue's guess was right, Mr. Unfeeling was indeed faked by a Nestorian saint.

Right in front of my eyes, the ironclad evidence is as strong as a mountain!
"Master, you shouldn't come." She called out, sweet enough to melt people.

A Buddha cannot be accomplished without demons, Master Tianjing has a peaceful mind.

Just as the Nestorian saintess approached, she was suddenly blocked by a round of golden light. The golden light rippling with the Ruyi wheel and track pattern, it is the Supreme Vajra City of Shimen.

Master Tianjing calmly said: "You are too happy."

The Nestorian saint said: "I am not happy at all. On the contrary, I am very sad. I sincerely worship the Buddha. Why does the Buddha force me and kill me..."

Her voice was full of pleading, as if telling her own tragic fate in front of the Buddha.

Master Tianjing's heart was moved, and his heart was moved with compassion. Although his body was not moving, his heart was shaking.

The Nestorian saintess passed through this supreme vajra wall like passing through smoke and light.

Whether to take advantage of the emptiness or want to cross her, but no matter what, the Nestorian saintess entered the barrier.

Master Tianjing said: "That's why there is no color in the air, no thoughts, thoughts, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless sound, fragrance, and dharma... because of anger and ignorance."

The Nestorian saint said: "I don't believe the master can do it."

Master Tianjing said: "Benefactor, let go of your obsessions and get rid of suffering immediately."

The Nestorian saint smiled: "Master, let's make a bet. If you can not be tempted, I will believe you, and I will belong to your seat, and I will practice as you like."

"Benefactor, please."

Something soft flicked past Master Tianjing's face. Master Tianjing didn't know what those things were, but seemed to be able to feel what they were.

The answer given by the Nestorian saint: "It's a gauze, a gauze for women, a gauze for wiping sweat, a gauze stained with muscle fragrance..."

Master Tianjing knew that it was a scarf, but he didn't know it in his mind. This kind of ignorance that only heard the name but didn't know what it was, was moved by seeking knowledge.

"Master, don't you want to see what kind of scarf this is?"

Her voice was very soft, so soft that Master Tianjing could feel how her red lips murmured, and let out a low and thin breath, so soft that he seemed to be able to see how the wind was blowing her hair.

This is not a scarf, this is a woman, something he has never known.

Seeking knowledge and wandering mind, Master Tianjing began to seek knowledge.

One eye, it's all about her.

Snow-skinned red lips, silky eyebrows and soft eyes, and hair as soft as green willows, even the dress became extremely soft and beautiful because it was worn on her body.

This is a woman!Master Tianjing was moved by the knowledge, and obviously felt himself blushing.

Laughter came: "Master, am I beautiful?"

The beautiful character enters from the hole and penetrates the internal organs, like a fast horse galloping on a rampage.

Master Tianjing struggled for a while, his mind was in a state of confusion, what is a woman?
With such obsession, a hand was stretched out towards him, Master Tianjing was struck by lightning, a feeling he had never experienced before.

He wanted to understand, but did not refuse.

Something wrapped him up, like a good quilt, warm and harmonious, Master Tianjing began to wonder why he escaped into the door of Buddhism?
Cut off this human nature, and practice for whom.

No!Master Tianjing rejected her.

She cried, the tears trickled down slowly, faintly fainting on her cheeks, so sad, Master Tianjing's heart moved again, moved her heart of compassion.

Even though he entered the gate of Buddhism, he still has love and a compassionate heart.

Master Tianjing sighed and recited the Buddha's name.

But the woman gave him a look of hatred in her eyes, hating him for refusing to warm her, hating him for being ruthless, hating her for refusing to overcome her sorrow.

She coldly and arrogantly scolded him for deceiving the world and stealing his name and fake mercy.

As if saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, Master Tianjing raised his hand and gave her a pull.

The woman fell into his arms, her arrogance turned into a charming smile.

She smiled, and Master Tianjing felt warm in his heart.

Something imprinted on his face, a little red on his snow-white face, it was her lips.

She also smiled more beautifully, something was destroying Master Tianjing's strong will, he greedily and despicably wanted to know the word "woman".

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens are looking at him, they are eccentric, unable to distinguish between happiness and misery...

Returning to silence, Master Tianjing opened his eyes, and the Nestorian Saintess was right in front of him, her clothes intact, she hadn't moved a bit, but her smile changed, full of contempt and sarcasm.

Everything that happened just now was an illusion, Master Tianjing's body sitting cross-legged was slack, like a dead leaf blown down, moving though the wind and dust in the world.

The smile of the Nestorian saintess became extremely cold, and a warm hand fell on the top of his head, this time it was not a hallucination.

"Cheating the world, you lied to me!"

The head and body charm are like tofu...

Master Tianjing is indeed lying to her. Without anger and ignorance, is a person still a person?

Since he stepped into Yuchen Mountain, he has already lost this bet.

illusion!Don't swallow the jujube without seeing clearly.