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The falling moon and the purple year walked in.

The temple is not big, but it is very clean and quiet, there are only two people in it, one is a little monk sweeping the floor, and he is sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground with a broom.

The other person was the abbot of the temple. He was not in the yard.

The two stood side by side in front of a pool of white lotuses, quietly watching them stretch on the water, quiet and inactive, and all the hustle and bustle drifted away little by little.

"Shall we shave here, and from now on we will be far from the world?" Zi Nian turned his head and asked about the falling moon.

"Ah, that's it, it seems that the woman's bald head is not very good-looking." Falling Moon's eyes rolled.

"Oh, my little aunt still believes it. This white lotus was planted by my father on the day I was born, and it blooms every year, and there was only one at that time, but now it has spread into a patch. Zinian looked at the lotus pond, thoughts flowed, every birthday father will always lead himself to see this pool of lotus, father said, don't underestimate the power of accumulation.

What was cast back then was just a thumb-sized lotus seed, but now it is a pool of turquoise, swaying with the breeze, which is the power of time and the power of accumulation.

Therefore, even when there was no spiritual power, his father asked Zi Nian to insist on learning the mental method of using spiritual power, and Zi Nian studied every day and listened to his father's words......

Thinking of this, my father's face was clearly visible, and my father's smile was like yesterday.

Thinking of this, sorrow comes from it.

Holding back the tears did not fall.

Luoyue just quietly accompanies him, feeling his sadness and tragedy!

The petals of the white lotus also seemed to feel the mood of Zi Nian, and they actually fell down one by one and floated on the water......

In less than an hour, all the white lotus leaves have fallen, they are still so fresh, but they have withered, which violates the laws of nature......

"Ah......" When the little monk saw this scene, he hurriedly ran to the temple cabinet, and he didn't even have time to put the broom neatly.

The falling moon and the purple year glanced at each other, isn't it just that the petals have fallen, and when they are fresh, they won't be so frightened!

After a while, a person came out of the temple cabinet, with a brocade bat robe on his body, a nine-ring tin staff in his hand, a light and steady pace quite a Taoist and immortal style, and the whole person was childish, extraordinary.

There are wishful beads, mani beads, dust beads, and wind beads on the top. And the red agate, the purple coral, the pearl of the night, and the relics. Steal the moon and white, and compete with the sun. The fairy spirit is empty, and the auspicious light is holy.

The fairy spirit is full of air, illuminating the sky; The auspicious light is holy, and the shadow is all over the world. Shine on the mountains and rivers, frightening tigers and leopards; Shadow Island, moving fish dragon. There are two pinned gold locks along the side, and a chain of white jade is knocked on the collar.

This robe, the dragon is draped with a wisp, so as to avoid the disaster of the Dapeng silkworm; The crane hangs a trace, and it has to be extraordinary.

But where you sit, there is a pilgrimage of all gods; Whenever you move, there are seven Buddhas with you.

The ice silkworm is made and the silk is drawn, and the skillful craftsman turns it into a thread. Immortal weaving, goddess machine.

Square clusters of embroidery sewing, pieces of each other to help the pile of brocade. Exquisitely scattered bucket makeup, bright and bright.

Put on a red mist, take off a piece of colorful clouds. Three days outside the door through the light, Wuyue Mountain before the birth of treasure.

Heavily embedded passionflower, scorching hanging pearl star fighting elephant. There are night pearls at the four corners, and an emerald at the top.

Although there is no full illumination of the original body, there are also eight treasures of life.

For a time, this robe amazed the purple year and the falling moon.

The abbot walked slowly, shining in the wind under his feet, as if he had not walked, and came to the two of them like the wind.

looked at a pool of white lotus petals, and then at the purple year, and couldn't take his eyes off it......

Could it be that the abbot sees that I have a lot of wisdom and wants to take me as a disciple and inherit the mantle?

No, I don't want to be a monk yet, I still want to be a fairy couple with my little aunt.

Zi Nian thought.

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