Zhiyun County, comparable to a small country, is located in the West Sea, and the rain is high and the trees are high, so it is cloudy.

The terrace view was not far away, and Liu Jingxun planned to go on foot.

After sending Gao Tusheng away, Liu Jingxuan changed into a coarse coat, with only thick hair tied at the top, a scruffy beard, and straw sandals.

As for Jiang Yu, the eighteenth year of the female college has changed, and at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she is almost the same every day, but she is becoming more and more slim. She still wears a slightly slim gown, black boots, and two swords. One is a mountain and water bridge that is stable in the rank of the fairy sword, and the other is an iron sword without a name, which is fought in the county town of Qingzhu.

In May, it rained in the whole continent, and it rained soon after the Zhengyang day, and it had been the second half of the month, and it still did not stop.

In the evening of that day, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the master and apprentice had nowhere to take shelter from the rain, so they had to hide in a temple.

After dark, the old monk patrolled the night and saw the two people squatting under the eaves like chickens, so he smiled and invited the two to enter the temple to avoid the rain.

Liu Jingxun refused with a smile, only saying that the people of the rivers and lakes are used to sleeping in the open, and the old abbot doesn't mind that it is already excellent for us to shelter from the rain under the eaves of our master and apprentice, so there is no need to go in.

The old monk didn't force it, but after he went back, he still brought some vegetarian food.

Jiang Yu ate steamed buns and drank gruel, and asked vaguely, "Master, do you hate monks very much?"

Liu Jingxun shook his head with a smile: "No, I don't like Buddhism, I don't hate monks, two different things."

Jiang Yu sighed and didn't ask more.

She asked Liu Jingxuan before, is it the kind of master who thinks that he is going to grow a beard when he is old, and he is not smiling?

At that time, Liu Jingxun replied with a smile: "That's because you can't see my hippie smiling face."

Just talk about Chen Pao, let's take a look at another person, do you think he will have a smile?

In the face of familiar people, it is natural to put off the shelf. Looking at Gao Tusheng again, although Liu Jingxuan also talked and laughed with him, he always held it.

Jiang Yu washed the used dishes and chopsticks, and prepared to return them tomorrow, after all, it was late, so he would not disturb the old abbot to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was just dawning, Liu Jingxun sat on the plate and carved words, waiting for Jiang Yu to wake up.

The young man looked up into the distance, and a figure in the rain walked slowly. He was a young monk, dressed in a patched robe, carrying a cage on his back, and using rotten wood as a staff.

When the young monk arrived at the mountain gate, he bowed his head slightly at Liu Jingxun, and Liu Jingxun replied with a smile.

The young monk raised his hand and knocked on the door, and soon the door opened, and the two monks inside and outside the door looked at each other without saying a word for a while.

After being silent for a long time, the old monk took the lead in speaking: "Twelve years have passed, the years have passed, I must have seen a lot, the grass and trees in the mountains, the fish in the water, which one is you?"

The young monk smiled bitterly, "Always, always."

The old monk shook his head and smiled, and sighed, "All beings are upside down and recognize things as their own."

Jiang Yu also woke up, and Liu Jingxuan picked up the dishes and chopsticks and walked to the second monk.

Handing back the dishes and chopsticks, the young man smiled and said, "What a monk with very clear eyes."

The old monk clasped his hands together and smiled and chanted the Buddha's name: "Ah Buddha Mita."

A pair of master and apprentice entered the temple, and a pair of master and apprentice went north.

Walking far away, Jiang Yu asked, "What kind of dumb riddle is the master playing?"

Liu Jingxun explained with a smile: "The question asked by the old monk is a question in the book, and the answer by the young monk is also answered in the book, but it is always the answer."

I used to read "Passing the Light", and I also read this paragraph, so I want to see it today.

Read 10,000 books, walk 10,000 miles, see 10,000 kinds of people, and all living beings are me.

As long as you look at it with your heart, everyone will do the same.

Liu Jingxun suddenly said, "In addition to practicing martial arts and swords, you should also read books. Whether it's a script, an ancient book or a classic, you can read it. But the kind of words that go down with resentment should be read less. Reading can be vegetarian and taboo, even if the so-called ***, as well as the three classics, more or less to read. When you get to the terrace in a few days, you can borrow a few books from Nangong Dao Chang, and you will return to your hometown alone in the future, remember it."

When it comes to reading, Jiang Yu only feels that his head is big. After a few oops, the perfunctory thing passed.

The girl really wants to say, you are a master, not a gentleman!

A few days later, the master and apprentice arrived near the terrace, which was on the shore of the West Sea.

However, Nangong Miaomiao moved away from the terrace view and spent money to buy a nearby mountain, so Liu Jingxun took Jiang Yu and Yujian to the dining wind mountain.

It's a pity that when climbing the mountain, a young man who called himself Ganji said that his master was in retreat, and he led the two up the mountain first, and the master would come to entertain them later.

Liu Jingxun naturally didn't care, but Jiang Yu's meal was gone, and she was a little unhappy.

The young man led the master and apprentice to climb the mountain, and Liu Jingxun saw that the young man named Ganji did not look like a Taoist priest, so he asked, "Ganji, are you a new disciple of Nangong Daochang?"

The young man grimaced and said softly, "Yes, because of this, the master can't stay on the terrace to observe the practice, because I'm a man!" That's why I spent money to buy this Dining Wind Mountain. Now there are only one or two thatched houses on the mountain that my master moved, and I may have to wronged the two of them."

Jiang Yu pursed his lips, "What's wronged, you have a thatched house, my master and I sleep in the wilderness for three days."

Jiang Yu is older, and he carries a sword on his back, although he looks good, he is not easy to mess with at first glance. Gan Ji only thinks that Jiang Yu is very similar to his own master, good-looking, but not easy to mess with.

So the young man could stay far away from Jiang Yu, and just smiled and said, "I used to sleep in the City God Temple all the time, almost the same."

Seeing that the young man was a little restrained, Liu Jingxun smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, we are just passing by here, rubbing a meal, and getting to know Nangong Daoist. But if someone worships the mountain in the future, you have to ask clearly, who is coming and what they are going to do. It's not that I'm afraid of some bad people, but I just asked clearly, and I have a bottom in my heart, right?"

Ganji scratched his head and sneered, "My master said that everyone who comes is a guest, even if she is not there, as long as there are people on the mountain, at least a cup of tea should be drunk."

Liu Jingxun shook the wine gourd and smiled, "I drink."

Soon walked halfway up the mountain, I have to say, this mountain peak that can see the sea when you turn your head to the west, the wind is really strong, no wonder it is called the dining wind, the wind can drink enough.

The young man led the master and apprentice to a small courtyard of a thatched hut, and an agarwood tea tray was placed on the stone table in the courtyard, and the young man boiled water to make tea, which was a little rusty.

Jiang Yu really couldn't stand it, so he simply went over and pressed Ganji to the chair and made tea by himself.

The high and low are also everyone's girlfriends, although they ...... I can't see it, but Jiang Yu is no stranger to these things.

After Liu Jingxun sat down, he looked at the pattern on the tea tray and was a little surprised.

Ganji grinned, "This is my apprenticeship gift, and it is the most valuable object in my adoptive father's life."

Liu Jingxun nodded, and a sword light rose in his heart, dispelling the thoughts caused by his own tea tray.

Under the magnolia tree, the gods and men ask questions?

It's really not that he Liu Jingxuan blasphemed the Taoist scriptures, but when these two Taoist scriptures touched his own mind, Liu Jingxuan clearly saw a flashing picture of the Spring Palace.

Liu Jingxun let go of his divine sense, and soon found the place where Nangong Miaomiao retreated.

didn't care about the sidelines, Liu Jingxuan said in his heart: "Nangong Daoist, forgive Liu for being rude, this pass, I'm afraid it can't be continued."

The cold female crown slowly opened her eyes, no joy, no sorrow, no displeasure, just an instant in the courtyard.

Liu Jingxun got up and clenched his fists, and said with a smile: "Passing by the terrace, this girl has to come to see the Taoist, and she always says that she likes the Taoist very much, so I took her to take the liberty to climb the mountain."

Nangong Miaomiao actually smiled and said to Jiang Yu, "Are you thinking about a meal of meat? I'll cook it myself later, but I'll have to trouble you and Ganji to go to the town down the hill and buy some meat."

Jiang Yu smiled, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom.

The girl smiled and said, "It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, it's troublesome to eat meat, it's troublesome to buy meat, where is there such a thing!"

The girl walked to Gangi's side, "Lead the way, buy meat."

Gan Ji was half-pushed down the mountain, and Liu Jingxun smiled angrily and wrote down an account for this girl.

Nangong Miaomiao sat down slowly, and somehow, she was sincerely happy to see this pair of masters and apprentices again.

The female crown smiled: "Liu Gongzi broke through the realm so quickly, he was still a Yuan Infant a year ago, and it was only the end of May, and he was already in a fugue."

Liu Jingxun thought and waved his hand, "It's just a coincidence."

I'm thinking, how can I tell her what I see? Could it be true that there is a picture of the spring palace in the tea tray? If you really want to say that, don't even think about the stew of ginger grapefruit.

After thinking about it, Liu Jingxun had to ask first, "Is the Taoist retreat because of the two sutras in the tea tray?"

Nangong Miaomiao was quite surprised, "Liu Gongzi actually knows these two scriptures? You can see that the scriptures are in the tea tray?"

Liu Jingxun said that what I have seen is much more than that.

The young man said, "Cultivators, more or less involved in the Tao, think of it when they see the question and answer of the gods under the magnolia tree."

As soon as the conversation changed, Liu Jingxun said softly: "It's just that I think this sutra is indeed two lost volumes, but among them, there seems to be another hidden secret!"

Then there are Taoist priests and women, some of the pictures they saw and some of the voices they heard when they were in retreat and enlightened, Nangong Miaomiao couldn't say anything. It's just that Liu Jingxun asked like this, could it be that he also saw something?

"What is Gongzi Liu's opinion?"

Liu Jingxun subconsciously took a sip of wine, and he really didn't know what to say, so he had to say softly: "I think this tea tray is a little weird, the Taoist leader should not be in a hurry to comprehend, wait for a good study, and then make a decision."

After a pause, Liu Jingxuan asked, "Dao is long in Fu Zheng?"

Nangong Miaomiao shook her head, "It's just a half-understanding, it's okay to draw some ordinary talismans." If Liu Gongzi has any means, he will do the poor Dao a small favor."

Liu Jingxun nodded with a smile, raised his hand and used the thunder flame to depict a winning talisman, and printed the thunder fire talisman on the tea tray.

"If the Taoist of Nangong is willing to believe me, it is best to take this tea tray to the Zhongtulou Temple, the real person is in Nanshan, I can write a handwritten letter, and the Taoist chief will take the ......."

Liu Jingxun's brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "What does Dao Leader mean by this?"

At this moment, Nangong Miaomiao held a whisk in her hand, pointed at Liu Jingxun's eyebrows, and panted wildly.

The female crown raised her eyebrows, because in her mind, a picture always lingered, and it was useless to run the heart purification mantra.

There are only two people in a painting, and one of them is herself.

Liu Jingxun squinted slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Dao Chief?"

Nangong Miaomiao instantly retracted the dust, turned around, and still gasped.

It's as if what she is experiencing in the picture scroll in her mind is also what she is going through. And that picture, no matter how hard she tried her best, it was difficult to dispel it, not to mention that at this time, she was no longer able to dispel it.

Nangong Miaomiao said in a deep voice: "Liu Gongzi sits down for a while, there are some things, just come when you go."

The female crown left in an instant, returned to the balcony to watch, and went straight into a cold pool. new

The female crown sat in the cold pool, but the cold water was biting, but she still couldn't suppress the picture.

Half an hour passed, Nangong Miaomiao snorted, and the whole person softened, leaning on the edge of the pool, his face like a peach blossom, and his eyes were scattered.

After a few breaths, Nangong Miaomiao's expression was even colder than this cold pool.

Steamed dry robes, the female crown returned to the wind mountain in an instant.

Seeing the bearded young man again, Nangong Miaomiao's eyes were extremely complicated.