Chapter 182: Controlling Stillness with Movement

"The poor nun is familiar with the scriptures, and there are clouds in the scriptures, the day has passed, and the life is also reduced, like a fish in less water, what is the joy of Si?"

Lan Xinhui clasped her hands together.

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, the strange look on his face flashed, and he didn't rush to answer.

"Isn't the bad embryo a scripture keeper? Why is it always a delicate goddess?"

Chu Chu was puzzled.

"Miss Chu Chu doesn't know, the three levels of humanity are like, if you don't go to the mountain, you will come to the mountain!

If you want to reach your destination, you must climb the first two mountains, but the person who keeps the scriptures is the Buddha's fate, and the fate is determined, so there is its uncertainty.

Therefore, no matter who the last keeper is, how to climb the third mountain is up to the passer!"

Yang Zhao explained.

"Brother Yang is worthy of being a Shaolin lay disciple, and his analysis is extremely thorough!"

Yue Xianjun praised.

"I also heard my father talk about it by chance, so I know so much about Sanguan!"

Yang Zhao smiled bitterly.

"And what does that mean?"

Chu Chu asked.

This is from the "Dharma Sutra" of the Bodhisattva warning, followed by another sentence: the public, should be diligent and diligent, such as saving the head burning, but the mind is impermanent, be careful not to let go! The intention is to persuade people to cherish time, a day passes in a blink of an eye, and life is also reduced, just like a fish living in less and less water, what fun is there at all? Everyone should be diligent and hardworking, and when doing things should be treated as cautiously as if a crisis is coming, thinking that the world is changeable, do not waste time!

Yang Zhao groaned.

"This scripture is not difficult to understand, after all, it is all in the literal! But the Linglong Heavenly Maiden proposed it at this time, and it was proposed to Senior Brother Wu who has the identity of a scripture keeper, and there must be a deep meaning in it!"

Yue Xianjun frowned, thinking carefully, but he didn't know the deep meaning.

"Buddhist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, no wonder you can teach people to be wood, you can say it simply and clearly, you have to make it like a hidden poem, a lot of twists and turns, and your head is almost dizzy!"

Chu Chu muttered.

I don't know if she feels this way, which one of you here is not a person with excellent intelligence and intelligence, and they are all thinking about it.

If you change places, how will you answer this question if you face it yourself!

Although it is a Buddhist scripture that seems to have nothing to do with martial arts, in fact, the philosophical text also has a great and far-reaching influence on martial arts.

Everyone's understanding is different, and there are countless answers, and the same traces of a person's life can be seen!

Moreover, the question is asked by the exquisite goddess Lan Xinhui, presumably in a few days, it will spread all over the rivers and lakes, attracting countless people to answer, in order to be able to show herself!

"What's the fun?"

Luo Wuhua seemed to be asking Miaozhen, and as if she was asking herself, pinching Baizi and making a move.

"What's the fun?"

Miao Zhen held the sunspot in his hand and whispered the same way.

As a Tianjiao, it seems that the scenery is infinite, but in fact, it is thorny step by step.

Even in the sect, while being highly respected, they are also facing open guns and hidden arrows, some people expect them to be good, and naturally some people expect them to be bad.

In order to maintain this scenery, I have to seize every minute and every second, and always strive to move forward, really like burning incense on my head and burning my eyebrows.

Even if he seems to be watching the game between Lan Xinhui and Wu Ming now, he doesn't know that he is also substituting himself into it, changing directions all the time, thinking about how he will deal with it.

This is a way to sharpen one's own martial arts, if it weren't for a strong will and an unwavering heart to the Dao, it would have collapsed in the endless high-intensity cultivation!

But it's this way of life, what's the joy of it?

Is it to maintain the compliment of others, or is it for the prosperity of the human race?

Or is it not in vain not to let the teacher's earnest teaching, or is it for the pursuit of ethereal longevity?

In normal times, if someone asks them, they will answer without hesitation.

But now, ask yourself, no one can answer the question!

This is the exquisite goddess, a question to confuse Tongji!

Or, this question is also asking yourself, what is the joy of Si?

For a while, everyone was confused.

It's a long story, but it's only a short time.

"Zi Fei Fish, how do you know the joy of fish?"

Wu Ming pondered for a while, and a famous sentence popped up in his mind.

"The holy word ▪ autumn water, the son is not me, and I know that I don't know the joy of fish?"

The complicated color in Lan Xinhui's eyes flashed.

As the leading daughter of heaven in contemporary times, her talent and intelligence, not to mention the ancient and modern, at least the book of the Holy Way has already been read through.

If Wu Ming only answered to this extent, although he would not be disappointed, there would always be a little loss!

Or, in other words, a trace of inexplicability - regret!

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled.

The laughter is inexplicable, which makes me puzzled.

Especially Lan Xinhui, with a slight side of her head, seems to be scrutinizing, as if she is contemplating, what other explanations do you not understand for this sentence!

"Miss Lan, life is too short, be happy in time!"

Wu Ming said meaningfully.

"Master Wu, I want to come and have fun!"

Lan Xinhui was a little annoyed by her gaze, and couldn't help but say.

"Haha!"

Wu Ming slapped the table with a smile.

The crowd looked strange, and it could even be said that they were dumbfounded!

"You...... Amitabha!"

Lan Xinhui was stunned for a moment, closed the eleventh ceremony, and announced the Buddha's name.

Huizi asked Zhuangzi back then, and between the questions and answers, although it could not be said that it was the same as today, after Lan Xinhui answered, he had already fallen into Wu Ming's urn!

In other words, in this game, Wu Ming indirectly has the upper hand!

"It's just that the poor nun wants to know, what is the joy of Wu Shizhusi?"

Lan Xinhui was silent for a while.

"10,000 years is too long, seize the day!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"The poor nun has been taught!"

Lan Xinhui's face was complicated.

Whether it is a Buddhist scripture or the words of a sage, it aims to teach people to cherish time and not waste time!

But this sentence reveals not only cherishing time, but also has an indescribable majesty, even if life is only a day, why care about anything else?

Have fun in life!

"Hey, what the great man said, he really didn't deceive me!"

Wu Ming laughed secretly in his heart.

Lan Xinhui is a smart person, or in other words, every Tianjiao is a smart person.

But smart people have one thing in common, that is, they have a lot of ideas and are easy to get into the horns.

This sentence is like a guiding light in the darkness, illuminating the direction and guiding the lost!

"Master Wu, this game!"

Lan Xinhui saw that he had been silent for a long time and reminded.

"Oh, this game is also a draw!"

Wu Ming smiled lightly.

"Why is Lord Wu like this?"

Lan Xinhui said slightly.

"It's just a trick in the bottom, if you talk about the understanding of the Buddhist scriptures, you can't beat the girl for half a point.

If I really want to win, I'm afraid that the name of 'winning without martial arts' will be confirmed, and the girl won't give this kind of affection, right?"

Wu Ming pretended to be pitiful.

"Poof!"

Not far away, Miao Zhensheng took a sip of tea.

"Shameless!"

Luo Wuhua slowly wiped the tea from her cheeks.

If it weren't for being shocked by Wu Ming's words and deeds, with the minds of the two of them, they would never be so out of shape.

"Sure enough, it's the virtue of this bad embryo!"

Chu Chu shook his head angrily.

Whining!

The kitten lay in her arms and found a comfortable position.

Yue Xianjun and Yang Zhao seemed to glance at each other, smiling bitterly and speechless!

"What the hell is this kid doing?"

Even Jinqing was completely stunned for a while.

Lan Xinsu's beautiful eyes are full of complexity, if the first draw is made, it can be said that it is a concession and an intention to show goodwill, and this second draw is really confusing.

After all, Wu Ming, as a scripture keeper, is representing the Shaolin Temple to prevent the leakage of the "Diamond Sutra"!

But if you push it twice in a row to talk about a draw, it's a bit too much to say!

"Amitabha! Lord Wu is gracious, and the poor nun is ashamed!"

Lan Xinhui's eyes flashed slightly, and she glanced at Lan Xinsu without a trace, and sighed secretly in her heart.

If it weren't for the continuous blood kinship, she would never go to Shaolin Temple to seek a view of the "Diamond Sutra".

"Miss Lan, please come up with the third question!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed with deep meaning, and he said with a false salute.

"Poor nuns have been practicing in Xinyue Nunnery since childhood, and although they are lay disciples, they follow Buddhism in everything they say and do.

Sitting meditation in front of the ancient Buddha of the green lantern is the most basic compulsory homework, and this last level, the poor nun should take zazen as the topic!"

Lan Xinhui clasped her hands together, her eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and she remained motionless after speaking, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures in her heart.

"Hey, it's a pity!"

Wu Ming looked Lan Xinhui up and down, sighed and shook his head, and walked straight out of the pavilion.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when she finished speaking, Lan Xinhui's long eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly.

I don't know if it's a pity that she is helping her sister to the end for her decision, or a pity for such a strange woman who is always accompanied by the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha!

But the topic is already out, and he has to pick it up!

Even if they are very unhappy to be driven ducks on the shelves by the great monk of Shaolin Temple, doing this offending work, it is one thing to make them fearful, and their own purpose is the most important!

Crash!

Watching Wu Ming walk into the small pond, everyone was puzzled at first, and then saw him untie his clothes, his face was stunned, until after taking a bath in the pond as if no one was around, the sound of gasping and cooling air sounded one after another!

How dare he?

One of the ancestral gardens of Zen Buddhism in Shaolin Temple, who dares to take such a rude bath?

For ordinary people, the Shaolin Temple in the outer mountains is a holy place for Buddhism, and for martial artists, this Shaolin Zuting Zen Temple is not a holy place?

But Wu Ming not only dared, but also did it, doing it so naturally, not in a hurry, as if he wanted to wash his whole body clean!

"One still, one move!

"Suppress stillness with movement!

Miaozhen and Luo Wuhua glanced at each other, and threw down the chess pieces with a sigh in unison.

Whoa!

Everyone in the Zen courtyard was silent, only the sound of water was murmuring, looking at Wu Ming in the pool, all of them were complicated.

I remembered the previous sentence 'Life is short, be happy in time'. Isn't this the moment it is portrayed?

You are willing to always accompany the ancient Buddha of the green light, in the eyes of ordinary people boring life, he will tell you with words and deeds, what is called my own way, timely fun!

Whether you want to put shackles on yourself, or live a life carefree and indifferent to constraints, it is vividly reflected in this static movement!

"Bad embryos are really shameless!"

Chu Chuqiao's face was slightly red, and she looked at it secretly with her beautiful eyes.

There was a trace of throbbing and envy in Fang's heart that even she didn't want to admit, and a trace of indescribable sadness!

"This is his way!"

Yue Xianjun's eyes flashed, and he saw some clues.