How to identify bad words?

There's a lot going on here.

Sun Zheng looked at Fahai's expression full of curiosity, pondered for a while, and designed a selective game similar to that of kindergarten children.

Forget about the temporary period of elementary school, it's easy to exceed the outline, if you have a rebellious mentality. This guy is angry, and it is very likely that he will kill the teacher and destroy the ancestors. Let's take it easy.

First of all, assume a scene, design a few lines of dialogue, and then let Fahai judge whether the sentence is good or bad.

In other words, he must think that Sun Zheng is playing with himself as a mentally retarded person, but Fahai doesn't think so. As he grew up, he missed this most important human link. It happened to be made up by Sun Zheng.

The two of them taught one and the other learned, and the interest lasted all night.

By the early morning of the next day, Fahai felt as if he had learned a lot.

But correspondingly, he began to question his own judgment again.

The two had breakfast and went for a walk and relaxation on the waterfront observation deck.

Fahai couldn't help but throw out the doubts in his heart.

In the past, he felt that what he heard and saw must be the truth. But after Sun Zheng's guidance, he found that what he saw and heard was not necessarily the truth.

As a result, Fahai fell into a link of lack of confidence.

Sun Zheng encouraged him that this is the stage that everyone must go through in their growth.

Fahai said he didn't understand.

Sun Zheng gave him an example: "There is a Master Lu surnamed Zhou, who once divided all professional grades in the world into three stages. In the first stage, the mountains are the mountains, and the water is the water. In the second stage, the mountains are not mountains, and the water is not water. The third stage is to see that the mountain is still a mountain, and the water is not water! ”

Fahai was enlightened.

Sun Zheng continued: "With your current Dharma supernatural powers, you have basically reached the third level, looking at the mountain or the mountain, and the water or the water. But in terms of your experience in human sophistication, it has been stuck in the first stage. It's just that because of your supernatural powers, your image is too tall and covers up this lack. The state that makes you mistakenly think that you are in this area has also reached the third stage. After supplementary learning, you realize your own shortcomings, so you successfully advance to the realm of seeing mountains and water not mountains. ”

Fahai was silent for a moment: "In this way, the self-questioning of the poor monk is also a kind of entry? ”

"It's obvious! To be honest, I was surprised that you were able to improve so quickly. It's just that this kind of thing, like the magic power of Buddhism, although practice is very important, it still needs to have a threshold for enlightenment. If you can cross that step, then you will understand. If you can't break it, perhaps, your life can only stop at that stage. It's not surprising that many people have lived a lifetime and can't understand good words until they are old. Take other people's sarcasm as a compliment, or kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. ”

Fahai's eyes were shining, silently pinching his hand, a brilliant Buddha light flashed from the back of his head, and the whole person was bathed in Buddha light, and a clear and recognizable Sanskrit chanting Buddha sound sounded from the Buddha light.

No way? Again!

Sun Zheng is really envious, this kind of thing used to be the only treatment of the master! Unexpectedly, when I met other hangers, the feeling of jealousy was so sour!

Sure enough, it is a good reincarnation of heaven, who will be spared by pink eye!

Fahai had an epiphany this time, the Buddha's light was more prosperous, and the Sanskrit chanting was stronger. The nearby monks flocked to each other, without saying a word, each according to one side, meditating cross-legged, rubbing that bit of Buddha light and Sanskrit sound to practice on their own.

Judging from the performance of these monks, this hanging force is definitely a frequent epiphany. Otherwise, these little monks would not be so skilled, and this special speed of action is simply a fight with the fire brigade drills.

Sun Zheng silently stepped aside and observed with interest.

After only ten minutes, the originally diffused Buddha light suddenly changed slightly, and one of them condensed and deepened, and it was upright on the bald head of one of the little monks.

The little monk's eyes were closed, unaware. But at the same time, there was a faint glow on his body, and a seemingly non-existent Sanskrit chant also sounded from him, faintly responding to the Buddha sound in the light source of Fahai.

After another moment, the Buddha's light dissipated, and the Sanskrit sound was silent.

Fahai finished his meditation first, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the little monks meditating around him, and nodded with a relieved face. Then I found the little monk who had been specially taken care of by Buddha Guang, and I seemed to be a little surprised.

It happened that all the monks finished their meditation one after another, and they got up and saluted.

Fahai took a roll call: "Clear, just settled, can you get something?" ”

The little monk couldn't hide the excitement on his face: "Abbot! The disciple's divine foot has entered! ”

Fahai was interested and told him to practice.

The little monk did not shirk, turned his head and stepped on the void like stepping on stairs, ascending to the sky step by step, one by one rose to the height of the roof, his face was full of excitement and looked around, and the breath disturbed by the magnificent landscape of heaven and earth floated, and he fell from the air when he landed, dancing and shouting.

Fahai Qu pointed his finger, and a soft Buddha light flew out, holding the little monk firmly and slowly putting it back to the ground.

The little monk was very ashamed, gave a Buddhist salute to Fahai and the monks, and consciously turned his head to go to the meditation room to continue his practice.

Sun Zheng saw clearly that this little monk was the little guy who was his tour guide yesterday. Yesterday I was still envious, but today I realized what I wanted with a little light.

The practice of Buddhism is very weird!

Uh, Nima, that mighty dragon, can't it be this kind of doorway?

Can you still learn that?

Because of this speculation, I always felt that there was a possibility of being prostituted for nothing, and Sun Zheng's mentality changed a little.

Despite his low emotional intelligence, Fahai is keenly aware of this change.

As a straightforward monk, there is a saying that one is the code of conduct that he has always believed in, so it is natural to ask.

Sun Zheng pondered, although this guy is brilliant in Buddhism, he is actually a simple man, and it is useless for you to go around so many bends with him, and he will embarrass himself.

So he said directly: "Your mighty dragon, when will you give it to me?" ”

Fahai really didn't feel embarrassed at all, and replied naturally: "When the poor monk understands the difference between evil words, he will serve it as soon as possible!" ”

Sure enough, I just want to pay the bill!

"What do you mean to be enlightened? What are the criteria for this thing? ”

"The poor monk can naturally tell!"

"You? Cut! Don't blame me for confessing, just your emotional intelligence. That is, the same group of fellow disciples in Jinshan Temple are willing to get used to you, if you don't have the blessing of this high level of Buddhism, counting on you to turn your fate, sooner or later you will starve to death! ”

Fahai was slightly stunned: "Is Lord Sun Shi's words evil?" ”

Count your sister!

Sun Zheng was also helpless: "Anyway, I have already taught you the methods of exercising and identifying human feelings." The rest, it will take some time and again. How to practice? Of course, I have to deal with outsiders a lot. Go for a walk in the world, put away your living Buddha nature, see more, listen more, think more, and talk less! Don't do it! ”

Fahai nodded silently, indicating that he remembered.

Sun Zheng waved his hand: "It seems that Dawei Tianlong has no hope, so let's leave it at that, let's say goodbye, and ...... again It's better never to see you again! Leave. ”

After saying that, he directly urged the Heavenly Escape Fu and flashed back to Meizhuang.

Fahai raised his hand in amazement, but found that he could no longer sense Sun Zheng's breath at all.

Silently bowed his head and thought for a moment, beckoned a disciple to the front: "Today you go to turn your fate, poor monk...... Well, go for yourself. ”

A ray of light rose, and Fahai disappeared directly, making the disciple inexplicably stunned for a long time, and finally he could only obediently go out of the island to turn into fate, completely unable to understand why there was such a task suddenly.

Due to yesterday's incident, it even alarmed the dragon clan to take action, resulting in the end of this year's tide after only one come.

On June 17 and 18, the estuary was calm and there was no sign of a high tide.

Although many people who came from afar were a little regretful, they became excited because of the great changes that day. The whole city of Hangzhou is becoming more and more lively, and there are storytellers and braggarts who say the miracles of the day.

The nearby villagers won a big prize this year, three 200-pound big fish, and they grabbed a lot of eyeballs.

The village has suddenly become a new hot spot, and many small traders have spontaneously come to organize rallies to quickly stimulate and drive the local economy.

The people were grateful to Sun Xianchang for his help and sent one of the fathead fish to Meizhuang.

Sun Zheng took matters into his own hands and took care of a fish-killing dish.

When I tasted it, I found that the faint demonic energy contained in the body of this giant fish seemed to be of great benefit to ordinary people.

It's no wonder that people die every year, and everyone is still so keen on such activities!

People die for money, birds die for food!

Even the master was prostituted for a whole night for the sake of Dawei Tianlong...... Hey, something seems wrong.

Phew, it's all the bald donkey's fault! From the very beginning, this guy didn't intend to teach it solidly.

Forget it, you can't beat him, and the patience will pass...... It seems even more wrong.

If I had Lu Zu's realm and swordsmanship. Change the thermos flask liner for you, and he won't dare to fool me!

Therefore, the iron has to be hard!

Don't think about those things that you have or don't have, you already have the swordsmanship passed down by Lu Zu, but you still have to go to Xiao to think about what Buddhist powers, you deserve to be shabu!

This is the end of greed, and we must take caution!

Self-improvement psychological construction, Sun Zheng finally calmed down and went to an overseas island to practice swords.

Rumble!

A sword was struck, and the platform before Lu Dongbin flew up shattered. It feels good to substitute that bald head of Fahai into it! ŴŴŴ.BiQuGe.Biz

Unexpectedly, there are times when the master needs the spiritual victory method to relieve depression.

Perhaps it was the influence of the resentment in his heart, Sun Zheng practiced the imperial sword technique today, and unconsciously tried his best in every move and style, and the mana was exhausted after three strokes and five divisions.

Anyway, I harvested a large number of values yesterday, so when don't you use it at this time?

Directly replenish mana with numerical points, constantly consume and replenish.

This kind of almost subconscious semi-venting practice, Sun Zheng involuntarily blended some of his usual habits of using knives into swordsmanship.

In the practice of full concentration, this epiphany-like state is extremely rare.

I only feel that the magic sword is becoming more and more handy, and the wisp of divine thought that echoes the magic sword is becoming clearer and clearer.

Once again, the sword flew into the air, and Sun Zheng seemed to grasp something in a hazy way, and the magic sword of the blessing to his soul slashed down from afar.

Brush!

A dazzling light flashed, and the small desert island under his feet was swept by this light, and it split into two halves when it landed, and the turbulent sea water immediately poured into the crack, directly blasting the two halves of the broken island and pushing it into the seawater.

Wow, has the master's swordsmanship reached this level?

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