When Li Mu and the others returned to Qingyou Mountain, the snow was falling, and under the hazy bright moon, they looked up and looked at the huge Qingyou Mountain, which was already covered with heavy snow.

"It's a bit snowy." Li Mu dismounted with the sleeping doll, and before he could take two steps, Lin Aimin came out of the forest.

"Sect Master, you're back!" Lin Aimin was wearing a thin green coat, but he didn't feel cold at all, he quickly stepped forward and took Ma Lingma and greeted: "Sect Master, how are you having tonight?" ”

"It's okay." Li Mu asked casually: "By the way, is Zhu'er still going up the mountain?" ”

"Deacon Bamboo also left after the sect master left, this should be in the palace." Lin Aimin said: "If the sect master has any urgent matter, I will immediately summon it to Deacon Zhu. ”

"No need." Li Mu waved his hand and refused, after all, he was just settling accounts, and he was not in a hurry.

As for what kind of account it is, it is naturally a matter of his portrait painting!

Just when he was running out of clothes, he overheard the conversation of those noble ladies and ladies, this one said that he spent a hundred taels of silver to buy his portrait in the Hanlin Academy, and the other said that it cost one hundred and fifty taels!

It simply doesn't make sense, in the Hanlin Academy, there are people who make money by selling his portraits!

And it depends on the price of the person!

It's shameless!

Li Mu thought about it, it seems that there is only Zhu'er who can do such a strange thing!

It just so happens that Zhu'er is a painting waiter, and the painting thief slips!

Li Mu decided to find her to share the account, no, settle the account!

……

It snowed heavily overnight.

The next day, Li Mu was woken up by the shouting of dolls outside the house, got up and pushed the door out, and the snow in the courtyard of the Sword Pavilion was already knee-high.

The doll is walking hard in the snow at this time, and its whole body is up and down, and only one big head is exposed!

She roared from one end to the other, and from one end to the other, like a bison reclaiming a wasteland, covered with snow and hot air above her head, tired but happy, and the sound of cheerful laughter accompanied by the bells of her ankles spread far away.

At this time, it was still early, and Li Mu decided to go to the White Horse Temple first.

Some time ago, he was a ghost bride and a marquis of Nanshan, and he couldn't wait to find Master Huineng, give him a practice, recite scriptures, and go to bad luck.

So, he picked up the doll and said, "Doll, go, take you back to your parents' house today!" ”

"Where is my mother's house?" The doll looked up curiously.

"Where else can your mother's house be, of course it's the White Horse Temple where you've been for more than 3,000 years!" Li Mu said.

"Ah, I'm not going, I'm not going, let go of me~~" The doll suddenly struggled: "I don't want to listen to the monk's chanting, it's noisy~"

Li Mule is happy, although the doll is transformed into essence after the revival of aura, but she seems to have memories before becoming essence, otherwise, how can she know that she has listened to Buddhist scriptures for thousands of years?

Li Mu smiled and carried her down the Qingyou Mountain, stepped on the spirit horse, and walked away all the way.

The snow at the bottom of the mountain is a little shallow, and the snow is cleared early, so the road is smooth.

Half an hour later, the White Horse Temple was in sight.

The White Horse Temple is located in the suburbs of the imperial capital city, built by the mountain, at this time the mountain is covered in silver, white and boundless, faintly can see the eaves under the white snow.

It's here.

Li Mu dismounted, and two little monks came over next to him and said: "Amitabha, two donors, the temple is closed today, please come back tomorrow to offer incense." ”

"Two little masters, I don't go to incense, I'm looking for your abbot Huineng." Li Mu smiled: "Under Li Mu." ”

"Li Mu ......"

"Poetry Sword Immortal?!"

The two little monks exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly clasped their hands together, and saluted respectfully: "I have seen Master Li, Master Li, the abbot has an order, the donor is here, you can go directly to the meditation room to find him." ”

Li Mu smiled: "Please ask the little master to lead the way." ”

"Please." One of the little monks hurriedly stepped forward to lead Li Mu.

Pushing open the mountain gate, you will be greeted by a staircase hundreds of meters long, leading to the mountainside.

At this time, there are more than a dozen young monks on the stairs with brooms to sweep the snow.

Li Mu asked, "Little master, why do you have to work so hard to clear the snow?" ”

These hundreds of meters of stairs seem to be long, but if you come to the top of a flower and gather at the top, you can sweep the snow away in minutes, so why let these little monks sweep one step at a time?

"Amitabha, the abbot said that this snow sweeping is also a practice, and what is swept seems to be snow, but it is actually an obsession in my heart." The little monk replied respectfully.

How zen-like is this answer...... Li Mu picked up the doll and said, "Did you hear it, after you go back, you will also give me an honest snow sweep." ”

"Don't~" The doll said: "I'm going back to build a snowman~Build a hundred big snowmen~"

After walking the mountain steps, there is a huge square, and behind the square is the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The little monk took Li Mu to enter from the corridor on the side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, turned left and right, passed by many side halls and squares along the way, and also met many monks, or patrolling, or performing martial arts, or chanting.

Half an hour later, the meditation chamber arrived.

"Master Li Shi went in by himself, and the little monk retired." The little monk folded his hands and left respectfully.

Li Mu was not polite, and went up directly to knock on the door, but before his hand touched the door, he heard Huineng's voice coming from inside: "Amitabha!" But Master Li has arrived, please come in. ”

"Master Huineng, long time no see!" Li Mu smiled and pushed the door in.

"Master Li Shi, don't come unharmed." Huineng got up from the futon and greeted him with a smile.

Seeing Huineng again, Li Mu almost didn't recognize it!

It's changed so much!

The last time Li Mu saw him, Huineng was full of wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked old, looking at least eighty or ninety, but at this time, most of the wrinkles on his face had disappeared, and his eyes were shining, if it weren't for the fact that his eyebrows were still snow-white, he would have believed fifty or sixty!

"Master Huineng, this is a rejuvenation, congratulations." Li Mu congratulated with a smile.

Huineng said with a smile: "Thanks to Master Li, otherwise the poor monks would be able to condense relics, comprehend the subtle Dharma, and comprehend life and death." ”

"Master Huineng is too humble." Li Mu smiled bitterly, although he did have the grace of 'enlightenment' to Hui Neng, but the Buddha came out, and I haven't heard of any monk who can use this to condense relics, it can be seen that Hui Neng can condense relics, most of the reason is that his own Buddhism cultivation has reached the threshold of condensing relics, and Li Mu's Buddha is just a stepping stone!

"Master Li, please be seated." Huineng led Li Mu to the futon, then looked at the doll in his hand, his eyes flashed with golden light, and said with a smile: "This female Tanyue ...... Could it be that ginseng? ”

"I'm not me, I'm not~" The doll quickly straightened her neck and shouted: "I'm not the ginseng you sent~"

Li Mu didn't talk about martial arts, and sold her directly: "Master Huineng is as wise as a torch, and the doll is the 3,000-year-old ginseng that the master gave me that day." ”

"Amitabha, good, good." Huineng clasped his hands together and said to the doll with a smile: "You have listened to the scriptures in the Qiyun Pagoda of my temple for three thousand years, and today there is this creation, and I hope you can do more good deeds in the future, quit greed, hate, and ignorance, don't make killing, don't ......"

"I'm so good~I don't believe you asked Li Mu~" The doll interrupted Huineng weakly, and then, she looked at Li Mu pitifully, hoping that he could help her say two good words.

Li Mu held back a smile, nodded solemnly, and said to Huineng: "Master Huineng, the doll has indeed been very well-behaved since it was transformed!" She neither kills nor drinks, let alone eats meat, and her daily food is either fried radish with Chinese cabbage or stewed Chinese cabbage, and her life is simple. ”

"Hmm~mm~" The doll chick nodded like a peck of rice, patted the table and shouted: "Listen to you, I'm good~"

"Amitabha." Huineng heard that the doll performed so well outside, and the old man was relieved and smiled: "So, great goodness." ”

The doll looked a little scared of Hui Neng, and when she saw him recognize his performance, she was relieved and looked relieved.

Li Mudao: "Master Huineng, this time I came to the White Horse Temple, I have something to ask for!" ”

Hui Neng's expression was solemn: "Is it about Longhu Mountain?" ”

"It's not." Li Mu shook his head, although Longhu Mountain was hateful, he wanted to solve it himself!

"That's about this tribute to all nations?" Huineng's face was a little more solemn.

Li Mu still shook his head.

"What's that?" Huineng thought to himself, could there be something more important than Longhu Mountain and the tributes of all nations?

"To tell you the truth, I had bad luck in the past for a while, first I met a ghost bride, and then I was entangled by a thousand-year-old zombie, so this time I came to the White Horse Temple, I hope that Master Huineng can do it himself, and it is okay to recite the scriptures, and help me wash away the bad luck on my body." Li Mu said solemnly.

Method...... Huineng was stunned, and he didn't react for a long time.

"Master Huineng?" Li Mu spoke quietly.

"Huh? Oh...... Amitabha! Hui Neng finally came back to his senses, looked at Li Mu with a smile, and said: "Master Li, luck is related to one's own blessings, and it can be changed by non-human beings, but this is the request of Lord Li, and the poor monk will recite the "Dizang Bodhisattva Sutra" for you, hoping to help you eliminate disasters and solve misfortunes." ”

"Thank you, Master." Li Mu hurriedly thanked him.

"Amitabha." Huineng took out a string of Buddhist beads, pinched the Buddhist beads and began to chant the scriptures.

Li Mu didn't know what scriptures he was reading, he could hear every word clearly, but even together, he didn't seem to be able to hear anything clearly.

Then, he saw a golden Buddha light rising behind Hui Neng, like a scorching sun, suspended behind his head.

The soft golden Buddha light accompanied the sound of the scriptures, slowly enveloping Li Mu.

In an instant, Li Mu felt that he had soaked in the hot spring, and a wave of heat soaked his whole body from the outside in, which was very comfortable.

The doll resisted at first, but when she heard the sound of the warp, she immediately hid behind Li Mu, covering her ears with two fleshy little hands, and her whole face was wrinkled into bitter gourd.

But when the golden Buddha light enveloped her, the doll's brow gradually loosened, and then ...... Fell asleep drooling.

Huineng's thought lasted for half an hour.

Half an hour later, Hui Neng called Amitabha Buddha and woke up Li Mu and the doll, who were immersed in the 'scriptures'.

"Ah, are you done?" Li Muru woke up from a dream and said, "Thank you Master Huineng, I feel much better." ”

The doll also woke up and hurriedly said: "I'm much better too~"

But she thought in her heart: her head is bigger twice~

"Amitabha." Hui Neng nodded with a smile: "Good, good." ”

Li Mu chatted with Huineng for a while, and waited for the sun to rise before he said goodbye and left.

After Li Mu left, the little monk Zhizhu, who was ranked in the Nine Heavenly Glory of the Imperial Palace, walked in with a cup of fragrant tea: "Master, your tea." ”

Huineng glanced at the tea and asked with a smile, "The tea is already cold, when did you come?" ”

"When the master recites the "Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra." Ji-joo lowered her head in shame.

"How many were noted?" Huineng asked.

Zhizhu said: "Master, the disciple only remembers half of it. ”

Huineng sighed: "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." ”

……

"Li Mu, Li Mu, I know what your stone is!"

Qingyou Mountain, Zhu'er ran over early in the morning, but when she came to the Sword Pavilion, she found that Li Mu and the doll were not there.

"Where have the people gone?" Zhu'er squatted under the round door of the Sword Pavilion, holding her cheeks with her hands, waiting with her eyes ready to wear.

Half of the salary passed, and when she was about to fall asleep, Li Mu and the doll were 'late'.

"Li Mu, doll, where did you go early in the morning, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Zhu'er crossed her hands on her hips and said angrily.

"I went to the White Horse Temple." Li Mu glanced at her and snorted, "It's just right, I also have something to look for you!" ”

"What's the matter?" Zhu'er asked subconsciously.

"About my portraits!" Li Mu glared at her viciously and asked, "Zhu'er, are you selling my portrait in the Hanlin Academy for profit?" And depending on the price of the person, this one hundred taels, that one hundred and fifty taels, huh? ”

"I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! Zhu'er hurriedly denied the triple.

"I have witnesses! Don't try to fool me! Li Mu knew that she was lying when she saw her empty expression.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zhu'er hurriedly changed the topic: "Hmph! I'm sorry to bring you good news early in the morning, you man, huh! Hum! Hum! ”

"Good news? What's the good news? Li Mu put aside the portrait painting for the time being.

"About the stone, of course." Zhu'er took out a fist-sized cyan jade, and there was a blood-like substance in the jade, which was in the shape of a dragon, winding and circulating, like a living thing.

It was the piece that Li Mu handed over to Zhu'er at the Lingyun Buddha!

Zhu'er said mysteriously: "I received accurate information this morning, confirming that among the tributes of the tribute, there is a jade like this stone!" ”

Li Mu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Zhu'er, what is this stone?" ”

"Humph!" Zhu'er turned her head proudly.

"Well, I'll leave the portrait business alone." Li Mu had no choice but to give up the idea of 'sharing the spoils'.

"That's pretty much it, hehe." Zhu'er smiled proudly, and then told Li Mu.

Every time all countries pay tribute, all countries will first hand over the detailed list of tributes to the palace, if there is any 'forbidden', they will be told to remove this thing as soon as possible, and then they will collectively pay tribute on the day of tribute, in order to show the power of the great Qiantian!

Although this tribute day, the countries will definitely be in trouble, but before that, they will come according to the custom, until the end!

Yesterday, the Xiongnu, Mengyuan and other envoys handed over the detailed list of tributes to the palace, and the little eunuch in charge of this matter in the palace was bought by Zhu'er, and after some comparison, he finally found the same stone in the detailed list of tribute of the Huns!

Zhu'er pointed to the cyan jade and said, "This stone is really a bloody stone!" The blood-like substance in the stone is bloody! ”

"Blood? It doesn't sound like a serious snack. Li Mu frowned.

"Not necessarily." Zhu'er shook his head, returned the cyan jade to Li Mu, and said: "The detailed list of the Huns records that this blood demon stone will be different because of its different formation environment, and the blood demon in it will be different...... Oh, I can't remember that much, anyway, you have a sword heart, no matter what kind of blood it is, you will be able to refine it safely. ”

That being said, what if the blood in this stone is not clean?

However, this should not be very likely.

After all, these bloody stones were brought by his crow brothers from the five evil lair.

If it's something unclean, with the character of Brother Crow, will they steal it?

Li Mu trusts his brother very much!

"Zhu'er, anyway, thank you this time!" Li Mu thanked him again.

"Just know what I'm good about, huh." Zhu'er crossed her hands on her hips, walked with a step that her six relatives did not recognize, and left.

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