"This is the Ssangyong Silver Needle sent yesterday, you can taste it quickly. Zhang Yi sat in the pavilion and played with the dragon talisman obtained from the Gulong Temple, and Qiu Yishui came over with a tea tray.

Zhang Yi took the teacup with a smile and looked at it carefully, seeing that the tea leaves were tight and straight, shaped like silver needles, green in color, and white were revealed; the soup was yellow and green, and the leaves were tender and even, so it was really a good tea.

"Good tea, good tea. ”

After Zhang Yi took a sip, the fragrance was fragrant, the aroma was fresh and long-lasting, the taste was mellow and sweet, and he couldn't help nodding his head in praise. He looked up at Aoguanhai and Little Flying Bear not far away, and said, "We've been bothering here for a long time, so there's nothing wrong with us, right?"

"What's wrong, my aunt and her old man won't care about this. Qiu Yishui smiled, saw the dragon talisman in Zhang Yi's hand, and said curiously, "Is there any secret to this thing, I see that you have been studying it for a long time." ”

Zhang Yi shook his head slightly, spread out the dragon talisman and placed it on the stone table, and said: "There are many kinds of Buddhist practice, including cause and effect, faith, grand aspirations, etc., most of which pay attention to the power of faith, and they themselves call it incense enlightenment. The more believers there are, the stronger the cultivation of Buddhist disciples, so there are countless Buddhist disciples who travel abroad and practice barefoot ascetic in order to gain the faith of others. ”

"And this dragon talisman, the heavenly dragon breath in it has been absorbed by me, and only a strong Buddhist breath remains, but unlike the records in ancient books, this is not the complete power of incense. This is probably the reason why the old monks of Gulong Temple could not absorb the power in it, but used it to suppress Aoguanhai. ”

Qiu Yishui didn't know anything about Buddhist practice, and speculated: "Except for Great Qin, if the disciples of the Buddhist family are in Great Chu or Great Zhou, I am afraid that it will be very difficult to gather faith." Maybe the old monk practiced the path of cause and effect and the path of aspiration, so he couldn't absorb the power of faith in it. ”

"It's a possibility. But according to my trial, there is more than one kind of Buddhist atmosphere in it, and I'm afraid this is the key. Zhang Yi nodded, the Great Chu Dynasty and the Great Zhou Dynasty did not respect the Buddha's way, and the power of faith that Buddhist disciples were most likely to practice in the Great Qin Dynasty did not work.

Zhang Yi had never come into contact with a Buddhist disciple before, and even in the Holy Courtyard, no Buddhist disciple had ever come to visit the master and senior brothers. But Senior Brother Meng sneered at the Buddhist disciples, and even felt that they were useless, and most of them did not rely on their own strength.

The master smiled slightly, and did not dismiss Senior Brother Meng's words, but explained to the disciples the three main methods of Buddhist practice.

The first is the practice of faith, the disciples of Buddhism are either born to subdue demons, or to purify the world, whether they receive their favors or pass on by word of mouth, as long as they make everyone believe in their power, they can gather the power of faith.

If there are hundreds of millions of believers, they should become Buddhas immediately. At the time of the great prosperity of the Holy Temple, it was almost difficult for Buddhist disciples to make achievements in this kind of practice.

The power of faith can speed up the cultivation speed and increase one's own strength, but it is not one's own power after all, and once the faith is greatly missing, it will lead to a significant decrease in strength.

The second is the practice of great aspirations, and the master did not say much, but only told the path of the Buddhist saint Shakyamuni to sanctification.

The practice of Buddhism was not started by Shakyamuni, and before that, there were many Buddhists who could lead the human race to fight against the demons.

Shakyamuni, the son of a tribal chieftain, made forty-eight vows in front of a Buddhist powerhouse, one of which was that if sentient beings sincerely recite my name with the ten thoughts of dying, and want to give birth to our country but cannot be born, I will not become a Buddha.

Forty-eight grand wishes were fulfilled one by one, and Shakyamuni became enlightened under the Bodhi tree with flowers, and became one of the six saints.

In the Master's opinion, it is much more difficult than studying and cultivating to cultivate all people, and the strength gained only depends on oneself, not on the faith of mortals.

As for the practice of cause and effect, we pay attention to past lives as well as future lives. The senior brothers asked curiously, but the master shook his head and did not repeat it.

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There are at least two kinds of Buddhist breath in this dragon talisman, and it is impossible to know where the presiding old monk came from. But the old monk has the combat power of the peak jinshi, but it is by no means forged by the power of faith.

"Buddhist practice is quite weird, so it's better not to delve into it. Qiu Yishui was a little worried and persuaded Zhang Yidao.

Zhang Yi nodded, he didn't understand the Buddhist cultivation method, if he was infected by the breath in his body, I was afraid that there would be problems. Putting the dragon talisman into his heart, he took out something and handed it to Qiu Yishui.

"Where did you get it from?" Qiu Yishui was a little shocked when he saw this thing.

Zhang Yi chuckled and said: "Wu Mingkong is the Gou Chen Xingjun of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen, and this thing is derived from the previous Gou Chen Xingjun. Didn't I tell you his story last time?"

Qiu Yishui nodded slightly, the story of Gou Chen Xingjun is really tragic and poignant.

"This Ruoshui bead is a treasure for the peasant disciples, and when he betrayed the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen, he stole it out. I didn't have much use holding it, so I happened to give it to you. Zhang Yi played with the water beads in his hand, the beads were less than the size of a fist, and the crystal revealed that there were white clouds flowing constantly.

The peasant disciples inherited from the agricultural saints, advocated that all things in the land and water were alive, and that the clouds and rain were the most praised among the hundred cultivators. Similarly, their relationship with the dragon clan is even better than that of the readers.

"If the water droplets can quickly absorb the aura of heaven and earth and convert it into clouds, it will be really useful to me. Besides, such treasures are hard to come by, and even the Heavenly Palace is extremely rare, so I'm not welcome. Qiu Yishui nodded lightly, Zhang Yi had never been polite to her, and she was the same.

She put away the Ruoshui beads, suddenly remembered something, and said softly: "In a few days, it will be the Chongyang Cultural Conference, and then you will go to the palace with me, right?"

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, the look on his face was a little flustered, and said, "Go to the palace?"

Seeing Zhang Yi's panicked face, Qiu Yishui couldn't help but laugh out loud and said, "It's just to participate in the Chongyang Cultural Conference." My aunt sent a message that she was going to come back with her uncle, and my uncle had a good impression of you, so let me tell you. ”

Seeing that Zhang Yi didn't speak, she stood up and smiled: "I don't care, it's just decided." When the time comes, you'll have to write a poem for me. ”

After that, the autumn water fluttered away.

Zhang Yi was stunned in place, originally he was still a little confused about the relationship between the two. Since the last water mirror inquiry was debunked by Li Sansi and Qiu Yuehua, he and Qiu Yishui were a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

At this moment, Zhang Yi suddenly felt the text seal vibrate, and he hurriedly took out the text seal to check it.

"Ah Yi, Mr. Huang and I are trapped in an ancient secret realm in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, come and help me quickly!" Feng Chonglou sent a message asking for help.

Zhang Yi stood up instantly, although Feng Chonglou was a little out of tune on weekdays, he would never make fun of himself with such things. In his letter, he said that Mr. Huang was also there.

The Mr. Huang he knew with Feng Chonglou was naturally only the Emperor of the White Horse Academy. The Jinshi such as Huang Jitian were all trapped in the secret realm, indicating that the situation of the Wind Heavy Building was extremely dangerous.

(To be continued.) )