The sound of the piano gradually drifted away, like a pedestrian in the drizzle, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and rain, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a person, smoke, or rain, and the piano breathed a long rhyme.

The piano stopped, and Shi Ji seemed to be asleep.

Shi Ji's fingers hooked the strings, a note jumped out, her mouth moved, a solemn voice, the piano and the heart together, the words came out of the heart, it was the sound, it was the mantra, it was the mantra, it was the mantra, it was the mantra, it was the mantra.

"Quasi-Lifting Mantra"

It is a divine mantra, a wisdom mantra, a mantra for sentient beings, and a supreme mantra.

Under the Bodhi tree, the violinist strokes the qin, and the stone reiterates the mantra, and the mantra is the stone rock, but not the stone rock, the person is the stone rock, but the heart is not human, it is the bodhicitta mind, the qin master has no self, and the mantra changes from the heart.

A map of the Tao in his heart is scattered, Shi Ji borrowed a bodhicitta and recited the "Quasi-Ti Mantra" with bodhicitta (Bodhicitta mantra), wisdom is like a human heart, and the Bodhi tree behind Shi Ji is illusory, emitting immeasurable wisdom light, illuminating all sentient beings who are destined to enlighten wisdom.

The little ones on the futon, bathed in the light of wisdom, showed an innocent smile like a little angel on their faces.

At the end of the song, the bodhicitta goes, and the stone is stunned as if it is lost, and it is sad that it is gained.

She lost bodhicitta and gained bodhicitta but also gained bodhicitta but what she lost was false, and she pretended to use his heart as her own heart for the sake of the original intention.

The heart of the primordial reflects the heart of heaven and earth, the heart of all things, the heart does not move, the original heart should not be, and everything changes from the heart.

All changes from the heart are what she gets today.

Cracking the Five Sacred Texts is from this heart.

Shi Ji's heart suddenly brightened, as if a skylight had been opened, and the light shone in.

Shi Ji got up and picked a young bud, took out the tea set, and gathered water to make a fire to make tea.

Gather water into the tripod, fire under the copper tripod, the water boils white clouds, the tender green enters the jade cup, the clouds are surrounded by mist, and a little emerald is subtle.

Shiji cooks tea leisurely, tastes tea carefully, people are in the tea mist, the heart is swimming in the cup, the heart is quiet, the mind is clear, and they are happy.

She drank a slow drink and waited for the children to wake up.

As soon as Kong Xuan opened his eyes, he stared at the things in the Shiji cup.

Shi Ji didn't let him, the immortal tea is not yet ripe, the effect is not good, at this time the picking is a waste, but for her there is not much difference, she drinks the mood, tastes the artistic conception, and the tea effect is not very important.

The little ones woke up one after another, perhaps awakened by the scent of tea.

Shi Ji drank the last sip of tea, his mouth was full of water, his lips and teeth were fragrant, Shi Ji put down the tea cup, and said to the people in his eyes: "Today I will teach you a "Fire Burning Mantra", which is also a small mantra, pay attention to it." ”

The spell ignites the fire, extremely fast, and the spell stops the fire, and there is no trace to be found.

"Fire Burning Spell, Heavy Burn, you try. ”

The sound of immature chanting mantras is so clean and beautiful in Shi Ji's ears, like a child's babbling and stumbling, but it is very cute.

Some lit flames, some emitted only a puff of smoke, and some only raised a few sparks.

"Alright, let's go play and practice more!"

"Yes!" the voices of the children who have found a new way to play are neat and loud.

Kong Xuan didn't leave.

Shi Ji walked over and said, "Let's start!"

Kong Xuan was silent.

But the right wing was unfolded.

Shi Ji looked at Kong Xuan, and his eyes silently turned to the right-wing holy text.

The mind sank, and I forgot about things.

And so it was another day.

The peacock was tired, Shi Ji asked people to prepare spiritual fruit for him, but the immortal tea was not given to him to drink, he was tired of his body, not his heart.

Shi Ji walked back to the stone room and took out the ink but hesitated, she still can't control the scope of the spell of "Upside Down Spell", but she doesn't read it, and her heart is not steady.

As for getting out of the White Bone Cave, Shi Ji is even more uneasy, the White Bone Cave is a congenital cave, a world of its own, and it has a certain shielding effect in itself, and I don't know if I will alarm the great god who has nothing to do and likes to look around.

In the end, Ishiji decided to let the children continue to ride the roller coaster, and they got used to it while sitting.