At this time, Qin Mo returned to his body.

Thinking about the little monk like that, there was a little uneasiness, but he said that he was not angry, he was fine, and he still felt uncomfortable.

If you listen to him, cultivate.

At this moment, I was uneasy in my heart, if I cultivated, I would definitely not have any great results.

However, after thinking about it, I have been trapped in the temple for a long time, although the food in this temple is delicious.

But after eating it for so many years, I must be tired of eating, think about braised pork, lion's head, Sixi meatballs...

I can't wait to immediately think about all the names of the dishes and all the dishes of the Manchurian banquet.

A system stares at its own host and shatters its thoughts.

Both a variety of meats and particularly drooling delicacies.

....... Did she forget that she was a dryad now?

I have been fasting and reciting the Buddha for so long, listening to the sutras and chanting.

After so many years of being around a person who is just a monk and is completely a monk, he still wants to eat meat.

It's really a sin.

For this monk, I mourned for three seconds in my heart.

Qin silently thought that he could go down the mountain to play, and he didn't have to be confined to this boxy temple anymore.

Whoever has been in one place for a long time wants to go out and have a look.

She calmed herself.

In his heart, he was circulating the secret method of cultivation, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and the golden light emitted by the Buddha statue.

In this place where the aura is abundant and there is the light of the Buddha, serious cultivation will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

The little monk, who went around and around by himself, still came to the courtyard, came to the peach blossom tree, and sat on the stone bench.

Look at the falling petals.

At this moment, it is still spring.

He stretched out his hand and lived in a petal that happened to fall.

The wide and slender palm and white skin tone set off the pink petals in the palm of the hand.

The fragrance of peach blossoms continued to emanate and permeate the entire courtyard.

The little monk gently held the petals in his hand, closed his eyes, and quietly immersed himself in the world of consciousness.

The light of the Buddha of time emerged, the Tianzi scriptures, and the special *, appeared around the little monk, and for a while, the two of them practiced quietly.

Such a quiet and peaceful time is always short, and time is rushed.

The intensity of the sunlight gradually became very weak, and the white clouds took on an orange-yellow color, turning red little by little.

The sun slowly set over the hills.

The little monk also noticed the difference in the time outside.

When I opened my eyes, night had fallen, but it was time to go back to the meditation room to rest.

Qin Mo was still immersed in his own world, cultivating quietly.

The little monk felt the flowers and Han Jing, and there was the flow of the spiritual rhino, so he no longer disturbed her.

He asked me to ask, reached out and touched the trunk lightly, then turned and went back to the meditation room.

Day after day, year after year, so together.

But on the second day.

Qin practiced silently for a long time, and the results were not bad, so he planned to show his human form to find the little monk, but who knows, but he can't find him.

"What's going on?" Qin Momo I was puzzled, because according to the usual days, seeing the usual time, this time period, the little monk had already come to do the operation, beating the wooden fish and chanting, because the morning reading had already been finished.

Qin silently drew a human form, intending to find the little monk, who knew that he turned the entire temple over, but there was no trace of him.

"What are you looking for, this benefactor?"

Qin silently turned his head to look.

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