Because the Buddha was really talking about Zen.

The main hall was full of Buddhist disciples who came to listen to the sermon, all of them sat dignified and solemn, and their expressions were even more solemn and dignified, looking at the Buddha who sat down sincerely and sincerely.

Yun Zhi pulled me quietly around the back of the hall, and found a position that was not conspicuous but could seat the Buddha at a glance, and she also looked at the cause with a dignified and solemn face.

I raised my eyes and looked at the upper seat, only to see that because the Buddha was not as angry and arrogant as the Buddha of the Kasya, he had a very young face, extremely delicate and handsome, even if he was now a bald Buddha, he could not hide his handsomeness. When he talks about Zen, his voice is not slow or slow, like a clear spring, and it falls comfortably in his ears, not intense, but also not inspiring people to sleep.

No wonder Yunori is so obsessed with him, he is indeed a character worth talking about. However, the compassion and compassion in his eyes are for the sake of the Six Realms and the world, and never belong to any single person.

I turned my face to look at Yunori, who was still sitting so dignified, with the shyness and admiration of a little daughter in her eyes. Sighing softly, in order to be by his side, she was even willing to be one of his apprentices, but she was so smart, why didn't she see through, he wouldn't stay by her side anyway? I didn't get it in a previous life, and it's the same in this life. The life of the immortals is so long, and the longer it is, the longer the pain that cannot be obtained will stay; Therefore, having a long time is not necessarily a good thing.

Xu was that because the Buddha's searching gaze was too straightforward, his gaze finally fell gently. With just a fluttering glance, the rouge color had already resurfaced on the cloud weaving face.

I bowed slightly to the Buddha, his gaze took on some indescribable meaning, glanced at Yun Weaving, and then returned to the people in the hall.

Because no matter how handsome the face of the Buddha is, no matter how good the voice is, it can't resist my ability to resist the Buddhist scriptures. After looking at everything in this temple, I couldn't listen anymore, and my heart became a little anxious.

Yun Zhi still maintained such a solemn posture, motionless and looked at the cause as if he were a sculpture. I actually suspect that she didn't actually hear those Buddhas, after all, her eyes were full of just the Buddha.

I don't know how long it took, I almost fell asleep leaning on Yunzhi, only to hear the bell from the hall, and the monks in the hall got up to bow and retreated in turn.

"Master, Master!" The lecture was over, but Yun Zhi didn't seem to be so silent, and ran towards the Buddha in a delicate and lively manner, and the lilac skirt spun out a beautiful arc, floating like clouds in the sky.

I slowly followed Yun Zhi to the Buddha because of it, silently bowed, watched Yun Zhi eagerly hold the arm of the Buddha, and said coquettishly: "Master, I'm back." ”

In fact, listening to this cloud weaving, because I called "Master", I still couldn't accept it for a while.

"It's good to be back." Because his gaze at Yun Weaving was a little doting, Xu didn't look good at me like this, so he turned his gaze to me, "Thank you for coming to listen today." ”

I was about to shrink under the table in shame - it was rare for this Buddha to be so humble and friendly because of his good temperament, seeing that I was so drowsy in his temple.

"She's Painted Heart, my best friend in the Nine Heavens. She seems to be a little unstable, Master, do you see if there is a way? Seeing that I was a little cowering and not coming forward, Yun Weaving reached out and pulled a hand, and I staggered to stand in front of the Buddha, and smiled at him: "There is Buddha Lao." ”

"It turns out that the fairy friend is the fairy who paints the heart." His eyebrows were as clear as water, and his gaze at me was even clearer.

I was a little puzzled for a moment, why did this sentence sound like he had heard of me?

"Why did the Buddha say this?" I asked.

Yun Weaving's expression was slightly cold, and he held the hand of the Buddha and trembled slightly, as if he noticed her uneasiness, he chuckled at her gently, and Yun Weaving seemed to have received some comfort, and his eyebrows were relaxed.

"The Painted Heart Fairy came to the Buddha realm thousands of years ago, and was treated by the Buddha of Because the Buddha looked at me gently and kindly, and the words came out of his mouth, there was always a feeling of peace and quietness.

Did the whole Buddha realm know about the fact that the Buddha wanted to accept me as a disciple? Am I offending the Buddha of the Gyalaba...... For a while, I was even more empty-hearted.

"Fairies don't have to think about it, the Buddha of Kaye is broad-minded, although he can't get such good material as a fairy, he just has regrets." Because the Buddha was very understanding, he saw at a glance what I was thinking, so he said comfortingly.

"Yun Zhi said that you are a little unstable, so please ask the fairy to stay in the Buddha realm for a while, because of the rough medical skills, I will not be suspicious, I will definitely go all out and ask the fairy to be relieved." After a few words, it shows that because the Buddha is humble and courteous, he has excellent cultivation.

I'm not relieved, it's not a big deal to be around me, except for the occasional dizziness, I can jump, I can eat, and I can sleep. However, Yunori was very happy, took my hand with one hand, and took the arm of the Buddha with the other, and walked towards the inner hall with a smile.

The inner hall is also full of sandalwood, the sound of Buddha is ethereal, the hall is very empty, it seems very vast and magnificent.

"Yun Weaving has come to serve a cup of tea to the Painted Heart Fairy." In fact, from a cold point of view, it is actually different to Yunzhi, he is a Buddha, but he is extremely gentle and close to him, a female apprentice.

Thanks to the Buddha's instructions, Yun Zhi sat happily aside, beside her was a clay stove, simple and lovely, like an object from many years ago, a purple clay pot on the stove, and a yellow flame licking the bottom of the pot.

"Ask the fairy to stretch out a hand."

I submissively stretched out my right hand and watched with some curiosity as the Buddha put two fingers on my pulse. I couldn't help but want to snicker, Yun Zhi was afraid that he hadn't mentioned to him that I didn't have a heart, so he couldn't get anything out of his pulse.

He snickered for a while, but his fingers didn't move away, and he didn't speak. I looked up at him curiously, but I saw that his eyes were slightly closed, quiet and focused, and it was really exciting to look at.

Looking at the serious appearance of the Buddha, my heart itched a little for a while-I actually wanted to probe my pulse to see if there was a rhythm at the end. After thinking for a while, he smiled dumbly, and pressed his idle left hand to his heart, which was as quiet as before, and there was no difference.

After a long time, the Buddha removed his fingers from my wrist, and before he could speak, Yun Zhi couldn't help but ask, "Master, how is it?" ”

"The Painted Heart Fairy has experienced a catastrophe, and now that the soul has returned to its place not long ago, it is naturally a little unstable." Because the corners of the Buddha's mouth curled a shallow smile, his eyes were shallow, and his words were soft, "Don't worry, don't be deliberate." Some things, let it be, are the best. ”

I withdrew my right hand, and I couldn't help but touch my wrist myself, but it didn't move like a normal person.

Yun Zhi seemed a little disappointed when he heard the words of the Buddha, and looked at me slightly apologetically. I looked at her soothingly, shook my head gently, and said it was okay. In fact, when Yun Weaving began to ask me to see the medical immortals, I knew that there was probably no result.

It's just that I was curious because of the Buddha's words: "Have I experienced any great calamity?" ”

Since I woke up this time, I only felt that I had slept for a long time, and Master told me that I had indeed slept for a thousand years. It's just that it's been asleep for so long, why can it be called a catastrophe?

"Since the fairy has forgotten, there is naturally no need to break it anymore." Because the Buddha looked at me with a quiet smile, "What's more, Fairy Bingxue is smart, so she must be able to guess a few points." ”

I did guess, but I really didn't guess anything. Because of the Buddha's words, I was embarrassed to ask any more.

"Although the fairy's body is fine, there is still a word to say to the fairy." Because the Buddha's eyes are shallow and clear, and it is gentle and warm when it falls on me, "The fairy is a living being in the Buddha realm, and he has a relationship with the Buddha, so don't be outside for too long." ”

I didn't know much about it, and looked at the Buddha with some confusion, but he smiled at me and didn't say anything.

Buddhism has always been like this, if you want to talk, you can't stop hooking people, just one word to make you realize.

"Otherwise, if you want to paint your heart and stay in our Buddha realm, how about being my junior sister?" Yun Zhi smiled and said, The words said to me, but the eyes full of joy were given to the Buddha.

The Buddha only smiled and said indifferently: "The fairy is extraordinarily smart, because of this place, but the fairy can't be kept." ”

I lowered my head and pretended to be shy: "The Buddha doesn't want to make fun of the painted heart." But he couldn't help but secretly slander himself, because the Buddha's speech was really of a very high level, and he refused to accept disciples so much.

As he spoke, the purple clay pot on the stove had been steaming for a long time, and the fragrance of tea was mixed with the sandalwood in the room, but it was not too messy, but it was very suitable.

Yun Zhi Su hand the purple clay pot lifted off the stove, Xu was placed on the stove for too long and even the handle began to roll hot, Yun Zhi "oops" screamed softly, as soon as the hand was released, the whole pot of tea fell to the ground, the pot was shattered, and the hot tea also splashed out.

"Be careful!" I exclaimed, and was about to use a spell to separate Yun Zhi from the tea, but I saw a flash of white light, because the Buddha had already reached Yun Zhi's side, and quickly protected her behind him.

"Yu Gang!" The tea was splashed on the right arm of the Buddha, and in an instant, a string of blisters burned on his white arm, and Yun Zhi was in a hurry, but he no longer called "Master", but called out the name of Emperor Yan.

Because the Buddha's expression was slightly shocked, he looked back at Yunzhi safe and sound, and then straightened his robe and still sat upright, as if he had never heard of the sound of "Yu Gang".

"Your hand ......" Yun Zhi was so anxious that he didn't care about the difference between men and women, let alone because he was a Buddha now and a monk, so he stretched out his hand to pull the sleeve of the Buddha.

Because the Buddha calmly dodged Yunzhi's rushing hand, he pulled up the wide sleeves of his cyan coat, and saw that his arms were still smooth and white, without the slightest trace of burns.

"Nothing in the way." Because Chao Yunzhi smiled indifferently, the wide sleeves swept over, and the broken purple clay pot on the hall also disappeared, and a pot sat on the stove again, bubbling with the faint fragrance of tea, as if nothing had happened.

Yun Ori sat aside a little dejected, her eyes fixed on the sleeves of Yin's clothes, refusing to relax at all.

Because the Buddha was also indifferent, he didn't care about Yunzhi's shadowy gaze, but just sat there dignifiedly, still with a faint and warm smile.

I sat awkwardly on the sidelines, trying to maintain a look, hoping to make me think I was so embarrassed that I was out of my body.

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