Chapter 132: Nine Senses

The young man shook his head, closed the courtyard from entering, took the pot of wine, and walked away.

……

"What? Did Zhou Nuo go to your house? ”

"Alas, yes, my third son brought it back." Jin Nan said with a wry smile.

In the teahouse, he sat opposite a person, the table was the best tea, and the second floor was by the window, and you could see the vast world outside, this teahouse was built on the edge of the cliff.

"Well, what do you do then? Hand it over, or hide it? The man on the other side took a sip of tea, let out a sigh of relief, and looked out the window at the scenery.

Jin Nan shook his head, "Regardless of them, the little guy's business, we are all older generations, so there is no need to get involved." With a long laugh, the tea was gone, and he got up to leave.

Suddenly, the man's painting style changed, "Zhou Nuo won the battle against Qianshan, aren't you curious?" "Naturally, Zhou Nuo's state at that time, his immortal products, and his burst of energy, that energy that obviously didn't feel like it belonged to him.

Kim Nam's footsteps hung in the air, and it took a while to step on the ground.

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"Come, Brother Eight or Nine, Brother Xuankong, let's do it!" The drunken Jin Chao got up and poured wine into the wine glass, but he didn't know that he was covered with a quilt, his feet stepped on the quilt, and he fell to the ground with an "oops", and the wine was poured evenly, and his face was washed with wine.

Zhou Nuo's arm shook a little, and when he saw Jin Chao lying on the ground, he thought that he had been attacked, and the smell of alcohol was instantly dispersed by him, and in an instant, he seemed to perceive everything that happened after he came here, and even after he was drunk, the person who came in was clearly visible.

"What's wrong with you?" shook Jin Chao's arm, good guy, I can't afford to sleep here.

"I'm fine, drink!" Jin Chao grunted on the ground, and happened to knock over Shi Xuankong's stool, but the miraculous thing was that he did not fall to the ground because the stool overturned, but hung in mid-air, stretched his waist, and got up normally.

"Damn, are you drunk, it's all right!" Zhou Nuo seemed to have seen a ghost, didn't he ...... Hell, it won't be like that.

"The little monk is naturally drunk, sinking into the red dust, no wonder the master told the little monk that I can't go down the mountain."

"I haven't always understood, you can be regarded as a high-ranking monk, how can you always be greedy for red dust, as far as I know, the cultivation of Buddhism requires being born out of the dust, beyond lust, you can break the vows at will, how do you cultivate?"

Shi Xuankong's eyes were as plain as stagnant water, but they were as deep as an ancient well, Zhu opened and closed, and said: "Donor, the little monk is just a monk, not a monk who has attained the Tao, besides, it will be easy to transcend lust, not to love the world, and to be born in the dust." ”

"As long as it is a human being, there are seven emotions and six desires, and if someone covers it up well, it will give people the illusion that even the elders in the temple can't escape, and if they don't enter the world, how can they be born? It is in the red dust, so why should you be beyond the red dust? A monk is also a human being, a young monk, but also an ordinary person. ”

There is another sentence that he did not say that the difference between a monk and a monk is that if you become a monk, you are not a human being.

"In the red dust, why should you be detached?" Zhou Nuo muttered. Yes, you and I are insignificant in the world, a speck of dust in the red dust, quiet and inactive? Who needs it, and who can do it?

"If I shake the world one day, maybe it won't be dust." The drunken Jin Chao turned over and continued to sleep, but suddenly said a thought-provoking sentence.

"Donor, you seem to be tired." The quiet voice is really a bit scary in this environment, even if it is said by a monk.

"Me? It's okay. Zhou Nuo was startled, but when they looked at each other, all their worries were gone.

"No, you must be."

"My Buddhist family has a secret book, for 'his heart', the little monk was fortunate to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to practice this method, in the heart of the benefactor, there always seems to be a kind of despair that the world often says." When Shi Xuankong spoke, his eyes were closed.

He is one of the six spiritual powers of Buddhism, which is the most difficult to cultivate, can pull in the connection between hearts, and can even read the hearts of others! But it's obviously an exaggeration, and you may be able to see what sentient beings are thinking, but it may just be what others want you to see, or you don't want to hide.

"I didn't expect the Zen master to be so young and proficient in the six spiritual powers of Buddhism." Zhou Nuo lowered his head and smiled, unable to see any expression.

The donor laughed, how can the six divine powers be so easy to master, the little monk only knows a little about the skin. But the donor, is it really not tired? Shi Xuankong jumped to the roof and half-lay down, waiting for Zhou Nuo's next sentence.

Zhou Nuo felt that there was something in his words, so he raised his head and said, "Does the Zen master have a solution?" ”

"Nope." Shi Xuankong smiled evilly, and then said: "When you are tired, you can rest, what solution is needed." ”

Break? With a wry smile, I'm afraid someone doesn't want me to rest.

Lying on the grass, looking up at the starry sky, the star vein is so calm that people can't feel its existence, the tenth vein is called Lingtai, until now Zhou Nuo didn't know that it is not used to cultivate spiritual power, nor is it used to cultivate mental power, but a divine consciousness vein, that is, the divine consciousness vein proposed by Buddhism.

There are eight universal consciousnesses, namely eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, mana, and alayya (also known as Tibetan knowledge). And if the spiritual vein is opened, the ninth type will appear, the Amoro consciousness (also known as the immaculate consciousness).