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"How many volumes are there?" asked as he swallowed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Twenty-four histories, three thousand two hundred and thirteen volumes. With a wave of his arm, the vast bookshelf like an endless sea of books behind him appeared in front of him.

"Isn't this vast underground space hollowing out the entire Zhantan Temple?"

The old monk shook his head, "Zhantan Temple is built on it, but it does not completely encompass the entire underground city, this place extends to Jin'a Mountain in the east, Yanding Peak in the south, and more than ten miles in the northwest. "It is a plain statement of facts, but it is endlessly shocking to the ears.

Quite pompous gasp, I couldn't help but sigh: "What a big stroke, Zhantan Temple deserves its name, please forgive me for the contempt in my heart before, ashamed." ”

The old monk smiled, shook his head and said, It's okay. Guigu took two steps forward, looking at the endless bookshelves around him, the luminous stones inlaid on the ceiling exude a thousand years of bright candle glow, and the faint glow is not enough to illuminate all this, so thousands of countless luminous stones will pave the entire stone roof, dare to say that it is like day!

The glow-in-the-dark stone ghost valley is no stranger, no matter where it is in the world, it is known for its treasures, and the rare ones will be given another name: the night pearl, the round sky into a fluorescent and secluded, like a bright moon hanging in the sky, hanging jade in the heart. The night pearls on the top of the ceiling are all green and clear, and it is hard to find a single one, and this endless glow is made up of how many night pearls?

The old monk followed the gaze of the ghost valley, and said with a faint smile quite proudly: "Fifty-four thousand one hundred and thirty-three, according to the number of my Sumeru collection of "Round Silence", the Tao is good: Silence is extinguished in the circle, and you will not be scattered." Therefore, take the number, woohoo is also said to be the day of the death of the world, when this place dissipates, and the heaven and earth with the same life, good. ”

For the old monk's mouth full of Zen machine idiot Guigu did not care, only sighed that these monks under the banner of monks, can take out the more than 50,000 night pearls as a light source, these dead monks are full of benevolence and morality, it doesn't matter what monks are not subject to yellow and white things, money is something outside the body, so it seems that this is indeed the case, how can the gold and silver in the turbid world enter the eyes of the bald donkey who pretends to be high? And those warm jade jadeites have become an invincible stepping stone, only such unearthly things can be worthy of our people who cut off mortal dust, Amitabha Buddha......

Of course, there is no absolute, the so-called out of the mud is not stained, the gold, silver and jewelry in the turbid world are not all mundane things, my Buddha said that all living beings are equal, how dare I risk the great disrespect of the world to violate this precept, this yellow and white thing...... How much to collect, don't not collect a little, gild the Buddha's golden body, cast a few Arhats, it can be regarded as immeasurable merit, Amitabha Buddha......

"My temple is admired by the world, every word and deed is reasonable, the place where the old man is is the truth, everything the donor sees is also the truth, the world has to admit the truth of my temple, the pinnacle of the world to find my temple, what is the truth of Zen, spread this all over the world, shouting to tell me that the temple is the truth!"

Without saying a word, his hands were behind his back, looking at the truth, but he sighed in his heart: Find my temple, participate in the truth of Zen, spread all over the world, heh, it is really a good means, whether intentional or not, led me into this world above the world, the handsome dragon monk can be described as the pinnacle of martial arts, but because he is young and lives in Zhantan, so if the offender is not enough to break free from its shackles, he will definitely become a ghost under the stick, and in the end it is just a good whimper.

And if you get rid of its net, it must be among the top of the tower in the world, and in the face of the blind monk in the future, you can further understand whether you are in power or alone, and the last and most critical step is that this place is Zhantan Temple! With the strength to look down on all living beings, whether you are in power or alone, it is impossible not to be interested in this mysterious Zhantan Temple. The result will only be able to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as for the next, but no one can refuse, in the face of absolute strength of the big stick red dates, you can't help but obey, led by the nose by this old monk, the ultimate goal has been achieved, you need to know your role, you can't refuse.

Good means! In addition to these three words, there may be some sighs, but I can't find other words to replace it, I feel powerless and helpless, my life is arrogant but hit by this, and it is not impossible for anyone to be at the mercy of others, but because of the previous palpitations, the three words that jumped out for the first time sighed, only so, laughed at himself, no longer secretly complained in his heart, and the faint voice could not hear a trace of emotion, when the needle could be heard, he looked back and said lightly to the old monk who was still ashamed: "Alas, what a good means. ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......" said a Buddha and did not speak.

"What can I get?" Guigu asked lightly.

The old monk raised his head, bowed skillfully, and said lightly with his hands still folded: "The donor can stay here for three days, how about the books in the temple being open to the donor?"

"Well, thank you Abbot. "Guigu Road.

Shaking his head, "Lao Wei is no longer the abbot, if the donor doesn't mind, just call Lao Gu Fa 'Dao Xuan'." If nothing else, the old man will retire first, and the donor can read it at will, but ask the donor to cherish the essence of the truth and respect himself. "Bow lightly, but it is a one-handed salute, maybe I don't have to care about the threat of the monk who induces mercy, but this monk Daoxuan can't allow me to ignore it, heh, think about what a scenery I have in the Three Realms of the Ghost Valley Halloween, who knows how to wade into this muddy water, alas, I don't want to.

plunged headlong into the endless truth, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed......

"Little friend of Guigu, I don't know how to get it?" said the old monk Dao Xuan smiled and slowly walked over and asked.

Regardless of the monk's question, he lowered his head and buried himself in the book "Talking about All Beings", and waited until he wrote down the last word of the book, and then he was reluctant to close it and put it back on the shelf, then he raised his head and looked at the old monk and grinned: "I have benefited a lot, I really want to live here for a few years." ”

The donor laughed. The old monk smiled.

"Haha, joking, joking. Guigu laughed.

Glancing at each other and reining in their smiles, the old monk said, "The donor comes with me, the sun is shining today, why don't you?"

"Let's go, it's been a long time since I've seen the sun, and I'm very nostalgic, and I'm tired of leading the way in front. Guigu said.

"Hehe, the donor is a wonderful person. The old monk turned around and led the way.

"Those who are handsome, don't dare to be, don't dare to be. The praise that he didn't know was postponed in his mouth, but he secretly said in his heart: Those who know the times are handsome, and those who don't know the times will not be long.

Out of the underground city, stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the ground, went straight to the door, pushed open the door of the house, the afternoon sun is not comparable to the pearl shining that night after all, the monk outside the door waited for a long time, and quickly stepped forward and said: "To prepare the meal, the donor will come with me." "The three days of sleepless work did take a lot of energy, not to mention that there was no water for three days, although it was not a big problem, but I couldn't help but move a little faster.

It's still the kitchen place, the same table, the same people, the difference is that the handsome little junior brother Monk Yinlong has not returned, and the biggest difference is that everyone sits on the chairs, and the only two empty chairs are left here, Guigu smiled faintly, but he said sarcastically in his heart: Is this a guest? Interesting monk.

With a faint smile on his face, he finished his lunch and walked around the temple for a few steps, and suddenly thought, how are the two dolls now? Turned around and entered the kitchen, pulled over the monk Yinci who was washing the dishes and asked, "Little master, how are the two dolls now?" Monk Yinci did not put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, turned his head and replied: "It is safe and sound, but the male baby is a little weakened, and it can be recuperated for a few days." ”

Guigu asked again, "Then where is he now?"

"Rest in the room. Seeing that Guigu opened his mouth to continue asking, he simply replied directly: "The guest room is in the third room on the south side of the donor's residence. ”

"Then I'll go see the two babies first. Turning his head and walking away, the voice of the monk Yinci came from behind him: "The boy has a strange temper, remember to be angry, remember." ”

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