Death Sutra

Shangguan sipped a cup of tea, looked up slightly, carefully tasted, and then a little embarrassed, and asked the opposite monk a little puzzled: "I clearly drink tea, but can taste the wine, this is a guard or a broken ring. ?"

The answer of the monk is simply straightforward, "breaking the ring."

"It turned out that the monk is so difficult, but fortunately I don't plan to be a monk." Shangguan laughed and said to another monk: "It's really hard for you, you can stand it."

The rough-looking lotus green blushed, and his hands were combined. "Actually... I am not a true monk."

"What do you say this? Are you not an apprentice of Fa Yan's Zen master?" Shangguan asked in astonishment.

"This is not wrong, but I am similar to the female donor. I am superficial and have a constant mind. For example, when practicing martial arts, I said that I am physically fit, but my heart is thinking about **** people. I eat vegetarian food, but I like mushrooms. The umami taste, I feel that I can taste the meat from it. In all of these things, Master said that I was only a 'one foot' monk, and one foot was hesitant in the air, so that it was unstable, when two When the feet are on the ground, it is a true monk."

“One foot monk.” Shangguan feels funny and asks the first monk. “Zen is not to say that the Buddha is wide and easy to open the door? Why is it so difficult to get started? I heard that only Amitabha can get it.”

The monk looks serious, like a literate of hair loss, answering questions quickly and simply, as if they are all unusual, but he has long been familiar with the answer, "convenient methods are suitable for people, some people retreat, some people face difficulties The method of grading is naturally different."

Shangguan said to Li Qingqing a little proudly: "I heard no, the Zen master said that we are the people who meet the difficulties?"

Lian Qing nodded in agreement and then became frustrated. "We shouldn't be so happy. There is no difference in Dharma, and there is no difference in the corresponding people. Even the heart of difference can't be lost. It is even that the threshold of the Buddha has not passed. ""

"Then stay at the threshold, when you know what you are, you can sit for a while if you are tired." Shangguan, like a joke, feels more and more interesting.

Li Qingqing shook her head again and again. "I don't want to sit on the threshold. I have to go to the room."

"If there is no difference, what is the difference between sitting on the threshold and sitting in the room?"

Lian Qing was speechless and thought for a long time. She had to ask another monk for help. "The Zen master saved me."

"The female donor is wary of falling into nothingness. It is necessary to know that everything is different. There is no difference. The threshold is the threshold, the house is the house, you are you, I am me, save this thought first, and regenerate the heart without difference."

The lotus watch does not know how much to understand. One shot of the thigh, "Yes!" Then the hands clasped and respectfully bowed to the Zen master.

Shangguan also seems to understand and understand, and recites the words "everything is different, there is no difference." There is income in the daytime, but there is no way to feel it.

The house fell silent, and the two female soldiers who stood at the door looked at each other and smiled. They felt that the coach was a bit of a devil.

A notification was heard outside: "The Dragon King is here."

Lian Qing Tengdi stood up from the futon. I found that my behavior was a bit rash, and I hurried down. Bow down and whisper.

This was a public visit, a request was submitted in the morning, and a response was quickly received. After some arrangements, Gu Shenwei arrived at Yushe in the afternoon.

The various courtyards of Yushe are crowded with young people. The biggest one is only 16 or 17 years old. The whole place has obvious Shangguan style, which is informal. The teenagers have some exercises, some chat, and they are very happy. The female soldiers did not carry weapons, and they called for the youngsters. It was like a group of strict nannies. Their age can indeed be used for this purpose.

From the point of view of the killer, here is almost equal to no defense.

Shangguan was not good at this kind of thing when he was a child. The sects of the year were all supported by the slaves, the females, the wild horses, etc. Now she seems to be left alone.

Still not entering the house, Gu Shenwei’s conviction was shaken.

Han Fen sent a letter to the woman who claimed that the assassin who killed the Central Plains envoy was probably a young boy. Gu Shenwei felt that this was a clue that he could see what he saw in the community and asked him if the teenagers here still kept. The ability of the killer.

The killer's training has no retreat. Once it is relaxed, it will quickly lose the kind of alert and killing. This seems to be the purpose of Shangguanru.

There are actually two monks in the house. Gu Shen is both an accident and feels reasonable. He thought that the intervention of the monk would not be so early.

The wild horse and the disciple of Deyilou were hostile to the appearance of the monk, standing at the door and refused to go further.

Shangguan laughed and got up and greeted, but the look was natural. It seems that he is a normal friend with the Dragon King. "The dragon king is punctual, the wild horse is good, and there is this... the predecessor of the proud building, I introduce, these two It is the sorghum of the four sangha blues, Fa Chong and Lian Qing."

Fa Chong is an old monk who got up and complied with the guests. Without speaking, Lian Qing corrected: "I am not a monk, just a monk, or a monk."

Gu Shen is also a gift, and the "Peng Xianren" who is one and the second is not worshipping. Only the wild horse is looking down on the official, which is the last memory and respect of the old master.

"My purpose is very simple." Gu Shen opened the door. "In fact, you can write to me with an answer."

"I feel that the face is better, but before that, I hope you can do me a favor."

Gu Shen is a glimpse, he gave the opportunity to wash the suspects, it is already a help, and reluctantly replied: "Please say."

"Fa Chong Zen Master is the brother of Fa Yan Zen Master. I heard that the Dragon King has also been trained as a godless and mustard. He is very curious, so..."

Gu Shenwei was very annoyed, because Shangguan still did not give up his previous reverie, still obsessed with changing his killing, "So what?"

Shangguanru’s eyes turned to the law.

The law raised his head and there was no curious meaning on his face. "The Buddha and the Tao are different, and the old man wants to know how the Dragon King makes the two factions safe and sound."

The proud disciple at the door suddenly opened his mouth. "The Buddha is born by the Tao. There is no way to include all the exercises in the world. The internal power of Buddhism is also among them."

Lian Qing glared at him. "Is it a big breath, do you want to count the door? I am afraid the Taoists are not sure."

"The Tao is the Tao, the Taoist monk, the mortal monk, the triumphant building is also a monastic, all one, outside the avenue, it is the Tuen Mun ramp." Deyilou disciples seem to dislike the monk very much.

Shangguan said with a smile: "Don't rush to fight who is tall, who is big and who is small, let the Dragon King speak."

Gu Shenwei walked to the front of the law, "Do you want to know why the two sets of exercises are safe?"

"Exactly."

"Then take the move."

Gu Shen was just exporting, and she slammed her fist toward the chest. Li Qing and Shangguan were shocked. I didn’t expect the Dragon King to actually start to do it. I wanted to stop it.

"Let's be merciful." Shangguan shouted.

"Shi Bo will not be martial..." Lin Qing only shouted a half sentence.

The wild horse and the disciple of Deyilou showed excitement and immediately became surprised again.

The rushed and smashed the palm of his hand. He neither vomited blood nor trembled, but nodded. "Yes, the Dragon King is indeed two great achievements."

Gu Shen took back the palm of his hand and did not change his color. It seems that the ending is all in his expectation. Shangguan’s heart is screaming, but she knows best. This is a precursor to the death of the Dragon King.

"The original Zen master will also martial arts." Shangguan said with ease.

Lotus green scratched the bare head, it is very puzzled. "When is Shibo... You always have martial arts? It seems that I didn't listen to Master."

"Wu Gong is the saying of the Central Plains and the Westerners. In Buddhism, this is the law of meditation." Fa Chong looked at the Dragon King. The serious face had a little expression, like admiration and pity. "Dragon King feels himself being used by the law." Yan Shidi gave a deception?"

"He is a liar, isn't it?"

Lian Qing roared, "Do not insult the Master, he kindly spreads that you must be mustache..."

"The one thing is that one day I will not threaten the four sangha blues." Gu Shen interrupted the lotus green, and there was indeed a strong murder in his heart. "He passed me a must, but I didn't tell me four sangha blue but another Specially restrained its exercises."

Lian Qing is more and more puzzled. "How do you restrain the mustard? How have I not heard of it?"

Gu Shen is disdainful to answer, Li Qing is a monk who has been a half-way monk, and has never heard of too many things.

The law shook his head. "The Dragon King is a wise man. Why is it so confusing? The Dragon King has a thousand troops and a horse. You can use the four sangha blues to level the ground. What is the use of restraining your mustard?"

Gu Shenwei is another glimpse. His dependence and trust on his martial arts always exceeds the importance attached to the military. He did not realize it before.

Fa Chong continued: "Must mustard is also a meditation practice. The old man is no different from the Dragon King. As for restraint, the Dragon King's inner work is miscellaneous, and there is a magical entanglement. The Dragon King does not dispel it, but instead treats it as a Attacking the weapon, hoping to pass it on to the enemy, the result can only be deeper and deeper."

When Shangguan’s eyes were bright, he couldn’t help but take a step forward and looked at the Dragon King. “The Zen Master is right.”

Gu Shenwei's internal strength is extremely complicated. There are two kinds of infuriating powers, such as Taoism and Mustard. He uses the method of family harmony and strength to divide the two into yin and yang, avoiding conflicts, and then driving the body with yin and yang. The ice is attacking the enemy.

Fa Chong said that he fell deeper and deeper, Gu Shen did not take it for granted. Since the invention of this unique martial arts, he has been greatly tempered by the tortured fire. It has not been attacked for more than half a year. This is a good sign that has never been seen before.

However, he understands why his own power can not hurt the old monk. Buddhism martial arts is the most stressful of the power of the devil, the ice is the devil, and it is normal to be restrained.

"Please ask the Zen master to take the second palm." Gu Shen is very polite, hit the second palm, no skill, and even did not use the positive-positive mustard instinct, purely attacked by no magic, he must look at the old monk How deep is the skill.

The palm of the hand was shot in front of the chest, and the old monk spit out a blood. The dragon king fell straight to the ground and watched the people all surprised.

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