Ning Yi left the East Wing Garden.

Xu Qingyan stood in the red pavilion in a daze, chewing on the words that Ning Yi had said to himself before.

It's dawn.

The East Wing Garden fell silent.

A carriage that left from Lingshan in the east came to the Imperial City of Tiandu, the gate of the Imperial City was opened, and the carriage was surrounded by Lingshan believers, these believers crowded the carriage, and after coming to Tiandu, it was no longer crowded.

The "big man" in the carriage stretched out an arm, waved lightly, and summoned a believer, and said a few words through the curtain, so that there were no longer so many people escorting the carriage.

In the imperial city of Tiandu, Taoism and Lingshan have temporary residences, Taoism is "Taiqing Pavilion", Buddhism is "Fish Dragon Temple", those believers gathered, under the leadership of the Tiandu messenger, returned to the Fish Dragon Temple to standby.

The carriage entered the palace without any problems, and the gold-armored guards released their spears and saluted respectfully to the carriage.

His Majesty has already instructed that this Buddhist master who came from afar from Lingshan should not be neglected.

After a short time, the carriage stopped safely at the gate of the East Chamber.

Two Lingshan believers, respectfully and respectfully, went down to open the wooden door of the East Chamber.

The girl sitting in the red pavilion was stunned, watching the curtain of the carriage open.

Out of the carriage came a man in a white robe.

......

......

"Just send it here, and the rest, you don't have to do more. ”

The gentle voice, with three points of power, is like a spring breeze.

The white-robed man refused the believer's move to lift his robe, he looked at the two Lingshan believers, folded his hands, bowed gently, and then stretched out a hand, apologetically knocked twice on the open wooden door of the East Wing Garden.

The man in the white robe was barefoot, his posture was calm and dignified, and there was a trace of antiquity on his robe, as if he had been washed over a hundred years, but his appearance was very young, and he looked like a man who was not standing up, and his face was still elegant and bookish.

The man in the white robe walked to the East Chamber, the wooden doors on both sides naturally closed and closed, the spring breeze blowing in the garden, the carp in the lake jumped out, this is a scene of spring thawing, if it is artificial, then this person either has great magical powers, or has great will.

The white-robed man with his hands folded and a string of Buddhist beads tied to his wrist came to Xu Qingyan, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and he asked seriously.

"Would you like to practice with me?"

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Coming from Lingshan, traveling thousands of miles, running around and tiring, overcoming thorns and thorns, the white-robed man's eyes could not see the slightest tiredness, and the depths of his pupils were evenly ironed in the dark, not condescending or looking down.

The ignorant girl didn't know that the words of the white-robed man in front of her were a great opportunity.

She sat in the red pavilion in a daze, looked at the white-robed man, and then asked, "What can I learn by practicing with the master?"

"From life to death, to death. The white-robed man smiled gently: "Everyone's life is like this, it depends on what you want to learn." ”

Xu Qingyan was silent for a moment.

She said seriously: "I want to learn everything. ”

The white-robed man lowered his eyebrows and said, "What is that for?"

Sitting in the Red Pavilion, the girl who jumped into the lake and entered the dragon gate behind the carp didn't know that the Dongxiangyuan Lake behind her was a spectacular scene, reflecting the rising sun and the purple glow.

The girl shook her head and said, "Not for anything...... I just want to live. ”

The white-robed man nodded with a smile and said, "This is a bit difficult, but I will teach you how to live." ”

Xu Qingyan suddenly became vigilant, she looked at the robe of the white-robed man, confirmed that it was the robe of the Buddhist gate, and then looked at the top of the man's head, and found that it was not a shiny tile, so she was a little confused.

She thought of the iron scissors that Jingbai had once held.

"At home, you don't need to shave your hair. The white-robed man was a little helpless, and said softly: "I was born in the east, by the mountains and rivers, in the south to Luoshui, in the north by the Cuishan, since I was a child in the mountains, into the Lingshan, they call me the Cuishan monk, if you are willing to follow me to practice, then you can call me a master." ”

Xu Qingyan was confused, and she asked, "How many years has the layman practiced so far?"

"It's been one hundred and seven years. The man who was still young did not hesitate at all, he clearly remembered every year, every month, every day, from the time he stepped on the red dust, he did many things, and one of the most important things was to remember how long he had lived.

One hundred and seven years?

Xu Qingyan looked at the white-robed man in amazement.

"Everything starts with a simple start, and tomorrow, I will teach you some basic things. ”

"For example?" Xu Qingyan pursed his lips and said, "Etiquette in the palace?"

"Etiquette in the palace?" The monk was a little puzzled, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Learn."

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What's the use of this?"

Xu Qingyan felt a little funny, she blinked, and said, "Then what are you going to teach me?"

"Calligraphy, Go, guqin, medicine, poetry, ......" Cuishan monk rotated the Buddha beads with one hand, found a place to sit down on the side of the red pavilion, he leaned on the pillar of the red pavilion, and let out a pleasant sigh, running around from Lingshan, it is indeed a little tired, and now he can finally sit down with a relaxed demeanor.

It's a very comfortable thing to rely on.

"These things seem to have nothing to do with Starlight, but they are actually related to Starlight. ”

"All beings stand under the stars, bathed in the stars, and all things in the heavens are bathed in the stars, and no one is superior. This is the human world, if you put aside these things and blindly pursue starlight cultivation, the cultivator will lose a trace of humanity. The monk smiled and said, "Therefore, to practice in the world, you must first learn to be a human being." ”

"To practice in the human world, you must first learn to be a human ......" Xu Qingyan muttered and repeated, she was puzzled: "Isn't cultivation a thing to get rid of shackles and gradually become a god?"

The monk shook his head.

He spoke gently but firmly.

"We are born to be human. ”

This sentence is somewhat esoteric and somewhat obscure.

The monk knew that Xu Qingyan still didn't understand, but it didn't matter, this girl would understand sooner or later in the future.

He leaned against the red pavilion, feeling that his spirit had recovered a little, but he was still a little tired.

So he came up with a very flattering idea.

"There's no rush today, you can talk to me first...... You can talk about anything, what you doubt, what you don't understand, what you experience. ”

Glancing at the girl, he saw the red rope tied around the girl's neck, and smiled softly: "Of course, everyone has secrets, if you don't say it, I won't ask more." ”

The monk changed into a comfortable position, leaning on the side of the red pavilion, blowing the morning breeze.

His favorite thing to do...... It is to chat with people, in the years of cultivation in Lingshan, it is also like this, with mountains and stones, with plants and trees, all things have spirits, if the disciples on Lingshan have any doubts, they can find him to answer.

What I didn't expect was.

Xu Qingyan shook his head and said, "There's nothing to talk about, I don't have anything to be puzzled or confused." ”

"Let's start practicing today, right?"

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