Qiming has always been reluctant to accept the fact that the master moved his mortal heart, but he understands the master very well in his heart, because a master like Ling Youyou is a unique existence in the world, and if he doesn't have a master, even the real Buddha may not be able to carry it, not to mention that there is a fixed marriage line between them.

Understanding is understanding, but it is still difficult to accept. After all, his master is a living Buddha, and the living Buddha is still vulgar, what does the world think.

For this reason, Qiming has been very troubled, and the troubles are fast, but fortunately, he has no hair, and he is bald.

Just when everyone was accustomed to a comfortable life, the senior brother Qiqing returned.

Qiming almost jumped up with excitement, and finally someone helped him share the pain, it was really not too good, and he still didn't accept that the master gave up practicing Buddhism.

Compared with Qiming, Qiqing is more handsome, serious and handsome, not complete, the master is the first beautiful man, then the senior brother is the second beautiful model As for Qiming himself, he is self-aware and barely handsome. Of course, compared with those crooked melons and cracked dates, he can be a beautiful man.

Qiqing is ten years older than Qiming, and he is more mature and stable in his handsomeness. Qiming thought that this time the master might let the senior brother inherit the mantle. Qiming was a little sad, so when he saw Qiqing, he rushed over and almost cried.

Qiqing showed a slightly surprised look, and the monks cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and the feelings are generally not exposed, unless they encounter a very sad time and it is difficult to control themselves. He understands his own junior and disciples, is a little impulsive, and is patient enough, endowed, and simple.

"Senior brother, what's going on?"

Holding him and crying and chirping, how bad it is to be seen.

"Senior brother, we are going to lose our master."

"Click"

This is a thunderbolt that exploded above Qiqing's head, "What are you?"

Master, who is already a person close to God, has an unfathomable cultivation, even if they die, his master may not die.

"Senior brother, Master has encountered a fateful catastrophe."

Another thunderclap sounded on Qiqing's head.

"Really, really" cultivators are most afraid of calamity, because no matter how strong you are, you will be ruthless in the face of calamity, and you will be destroyed if you don't have a heart.

Qi Ming nodded violently, of course it was true, don't let him be so sad to do anything.

I fully understand the crooked talk of Qiqing, with a sad look on his face, "When is it?"

"Just this month."

Qiqing was stunned, and realized that something was wrong, "Master has encountered a catastrophe this month, and something has gone wrong. How can I hear because the first empress dowager is gone, and the first emperor has also died"

Qiming blinked his eyes, "You know everything"

If he didn't know, would he come back? It was because he received the news that something so big had happened that he hurried back. Master, who has been stirring up the storm, how could he have responded to the catastrophe.

"Senior brother, what the hell is going on?"

Qiming let out a long sigh, "Shi Niang appeared." ”

Qiqing's jaw fell on Lin, "What are you wearing a coat" His master is a Buddhist cultivator, and he has long been pure and untainted with mundane things. Where did the teacher come from?

"I don't have Hu. I personally brought my sister back to the temple. When I thought of this, I hated myself for being too curious, and if I hadn't wanted to know the woman's secret, I wouldn't have put Master in. ”

Qiming felt that he was too hateful, and knew in his heart that that woman could bring disaster to the country and the people, and she was still burdened with so many marriages, so she should be separated from her master. Now it's okay, if you lose your master and lose your dignity, the next time you see Ling Youyou, you will have to call your master. It's really embarrassing.

Qiqing's face is ugly, quite ugly, how long has he been gone, and the master is about to return to the world, the question is, his master is a high-ranking monk, and he will become a Buddha in the future, how can he ruin all his cultivation for a woman. No, absolutely not, he can't let this happen anyway.

Qiqing left Qiming, who was still complaining, and walked straight towards the courtyard where he was destroyed. As he walked, he brewed, he was a sane person and could not let bad emotions affect his judgment.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, Qiqing had returned to normal and suppressed all his grievances in his stomach. In order not to be embarrassed, he opened his mouth in front of the courtyard gate, "Master, disciple Qiqing asks to see." ”

There was a pause inside, and the word "enter." ”

Qiqing lowered his head and walked in, of course, before he walked in, he had already swept it with his divine sense, and found that the two people in the room were playing chess, and when he walked in, he still lowered his head, so that his emotions were not so quickly revealed.

Yuan Xuan sat in front of the chessboard, twisting the Buddha beads in one hand, and looked at Ling Youyou with his eyes. The chessboard was never in his heart, there was only one person in his heart.

Qiqing walked to the door and saluted respectfully, "The disciple is back." ”

"Okay." The fate is extinguished, and then there is no talk again.

Qiqing waited for a while, but didn't hear the question, so he had to say to himself, "This time the disciple went down the mountain to experience and learned something. ”

Yuan Xuan replied lightly, and said no more.

Qiqing's heart is a little blocked, Master really doesn't care about himself at all, don't you ask what you learned why you are coming back now?

"Master, disciple heard that you have met a confidante."

He still couldn't hold back and spoke directly. As he spoke, he raised his head slightly, and quickly glanced at Ling Youyou, only to see a graceful back. Qiqing was a little depressed. What kind of beauty can actually move Master's ice heart.

At this moment, Ling Youyou turned around, his eyes swept over Qiqing, as if he knew what he was thinking, "If you want to see it, you can open it generously, and I am not unsightly." ”

This sentence made Qiqing's face involuntarily red, although he was very repulsive to women, but in the end, he had never been in contact with women, and in front of women, it was inevitable that he was a little cramped.

"The girl is too worried, the monk doesn't mean that."

Ling Youyou put down the sunspot in his hand, "You are hostile to me. ”

As soon as she entered the courtyard door, she felt it.

Qiqing was slightly shocked in his heart, "The girl is not smiling, the monk and the girl have never been masked, how can there be hostility"

"Hostility is a feeling that you will be hostile to me because you have a preconceived dislike of me. It has nothing to do with whether we know each other or not. I believe that Qiming has already told you that I have an unusual relationship with your master, do you think I am hateful?"

Do you want to be so straightforward, how can he take it. He can't lie to a monk, people directly puncture it, and he really can't pretend anymore.

"That's right, the monk doesn't like girls, please leave the Fayuan Temple."

Ling Youyou smiled, "What qualifications do you have to drive me away?"

"No women can be left in the temple, this is the rule."

Ling Youyou looked at Yuan Xuan, "Your master has never been subject to the rules of this temple, don't you know?"

"Girl," Qiqing was anxious, "the family teacher is a high-ranking monk, and he is a person who wants to cultivate to become a Buddha." Doesn't the girl know that if you are with Master like this, it will damage his cultivation? ”

Ling Youyou didn't answer his words, but asked, "What do you think is the use of cultivation,,,?"

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