The strategy of conquering the national division begins with drawing Thangka

Chapter 32 Two Puppet Threads

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On the second day, the fact that Bai Zeqing had already started to learn talismans shocked Tingquan Temple.

After the morning exercise, a group of monks and novice monks surrounded her, and they all asked the same question: "What? Have you been able to draw the breath into the body?"

Bai Zeqing rubbed her ears, at first she couldn't help being a little smug, but before Qi Qing showed her face, she was already startled, remembering that she had just stepped on the threshold of a long and boundless path of cultivation, she quickly poured a lot of water on herself. Pot of cold water calms the mind.

She immediately showed no surprise, nodded her head humbly, and said indifferently: "Well, it's considered an entry."

The little novice novice monks suddenly let out a "wow" and chattered.After hearing this, the monks had different reactions.

Among them, the most normal one is Senior Da Motang.But no matter how you look at this indifferent face, there are some elements of pretense.

This senior brother is a direct disciple of Chan Master Cifa. He is smart and hardworking. He has always been strict with himself and worked hard to practice Buddhism.Now that he has learned the Dharma with ease, he has yet to make great strides in his cultivation.

However, he was originally a baby picked up by Chan Master Cifa on the side of the road during the severe drought. He was already in his twenties when the breath entered his body. Strictly speaking, he had been immersed in Buddhism for more than ten years if not 20 years.It never occurred to me that a 13-year-old girl, who did not know how long she had studied with that Taoist priest, would already have a sense of aura!
The elder brother nodded, and smiled at Bai Zeqing: "Master is right. The path of cultivation requires both aptitude and hard work. The little benefactor has come to Tingquan Temple, working hard every day and working hard without sleep. Presumably, aptitude is also important." None of them."

Bai Zeqing was dumbfounded.Eldest brother, I'm afraid I misunderstood you, right?She felt that she was able to draw qi into her body entirely because of the light on the finger on her forehead that Master gave her!
But she didn't have time to explain, the elder brother gave her a salute before going back to study, and didn't bother to go to the dining hall for dinner.

Zen Master Cifa was very relieved when he saw it, knowing that his disciples would feel uncomfortable for a while, but the sadness was only temporary, and Bai Zeqing's spurring effect on the disciples was long-lasting.

It's a pity that Zen Master Cifa hadn't finished comforting himself when he discovered that there was only one senior brother who had a heart at the gate of the temple.

The other disciples are either tortured by daily morning exercises and evening classes, carrying water and cleaning, and so on. They are half-dead and have no energy to grow up.Or those young novice monks who haven't reached the long-term time, after the "wow", she will force her to force her, as long as she can eat enough vegetarian meals every day, she will have nothing else to think about.

Zen Master Cifa looked at his chief disciple, the treasure of the temple, who was working harder and harder every day, somewhat lost his position, and had a little worry. He wanted to persuade him a few words. "Words need to be done step by step, don't be impatient.

But I also saw that his first apprentice immediately smiled when he saw Bai Zeqing every morning and evening class, and discussed the way of cultivation with him very energetically.He simply put his heart back into his stomach.Forget it, the head of the school is also good.

Bai Zeqing just got started with Fu Dao, and the things he carved were crooked and messy, and he couldn't draw them right.So I used the key given by Zen Master Cifa to soak in the scripture library every day to find some evidence.It happened that there were many things that I didn't understand, and it was not good to bother Chan Master Cifa every time. It happened that the senior brother offered to "ask each other for advice" with her, and she couldn't wait for it.

After the morning exercise that day, she saw the senior brother walking towards her, so she called affectionately: "Senior brother Zimo, today I made some plum blossom milk cakes with my own hands, come and sit in my courtyard? I have a scripture that I don't quite understand , and ask Brother Zimo for advice."

"The little benefactor is too polite, and the poor monk also has a lot of things he doesn't understand about spells..."

So neither of them went to the Zhaitang, they talked and laughed and went to the layman's courtyard.

A group of young novice monks: "Is this still their serious and strict elder brother?"

"Where is the dignity of the elder brother?"

Zen Master Cifa: "..."

Come on, everything is predestined.

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Holding the scriptures, Bai Zeqing discussed with senior brother Zimo for more than half an hour, picking up the places he didn't understand. After senior brother Zimo left, Bai Zeqing moved the bamboo chair and sat down in front of the flower garden, meticulously finishing the small thangka. The gold painting part of the book was painted until midnight, except that I went to the evening class in the middle of the night, and when I came back, I turned on the lamp, moved the easel to the desk, and then soaked in the desk without moving.

It was not until Yin Shizhong that Thangka was finally completed.

She quietly looked at Thangka, contemplated carefully, and settled down again.

This time, I had more experience than before, heard more and more detailed voices, and saw farther and wider places.

In Maozhong, the little novice ran up the steps as usual, and saw Bai Zeqing sitting quietly in front of the desk. The surrounding tables and chairs were covered with dead branches, gravel, fallen leaves and petals——

The window was not closed, and the breath around her swept the fallen leaves and petals around her, dancing around her body, and then slowly falling down.

Little novice Xuejian was dumbfounded again.

He felt that he was stunned and astonished in the layman's courtyard these days more than his entire seven years of life.

Xiaoxue knew that Bai Zeqing was in samadhi.He had seen the big brother enter meditation, but in his short seven years of life, he had never seen such a big movement after entering meditation.

He didn't dare to disturb Bai Zeqing, and ran down the steps again. He wanted to report to his uncle as soon as possible.

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Not long after the little novice ran away, Bai Zeqing blinked slowly, let out a long breath, and then she tried to recite the puppet magic formula silently again, and two light golden silk threads slowly swam out from her little finger and ring finger .

This time, it is no longer the imaginary dotted line, but two solid light gold puppet lines!
She transported the spiritual energy to her fingertips, directed the two puppet threads to turn the pages of the book, open the drawer, and do some simple actions, all of which were done smoothly - except for a small teacup that was broken in the middle.

Bai Zeqing was overjoyed, she immediately took out the wooden figurine, rubbed it lightly for a while, suppressed the surging desire in her heart to try, but never dared to do it again.

She comforted herself and said: Come on!According to this progress, at least half a month, at most another month, the five puppet threads should be solidified, and then try again.She will definitely give up immediately when she realizes that she is not enough, and she will not be greedy for success again.

She remembered Master's exhortation, and she didn't dare to seek death anymore, in fact, the main reason was that she didn't want to cause trouble for Master any more.

In fact, she is very good at obedience and non-compliance. When the master asks her to copy books, she will either threaten or lure her classmates to help her copy, or tie two brushes together and copy two copies, no matter how ugly the written characters are.The eldest sister punished her to study behind closed doors, so she put a script in the book to read. When the elder sister found out, she slapped her palm and ordered her second brother to keep her reading and writing, so she begged her second brother to let her use painting instead. Writing, entangled my second brother until he had no choice.

But she didn't want to and didn't like to deal with Master like this!

Master doesn't lie, and she doesn't want to lie to Master either—the devil knows what terrible consequences will be incurred if she cheats on her one-sided Master, who is her big creditor of 9000 taels!

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