"Detect the killing intent of the Emperor of the Firmament Empire against the host, trigger the task to resist the attack of the Firmament Empire, and reward the lottery once. ”

"An attack by the Firmament Empire's decent vassal sect has been detected, please prepare for the host. ”

The night is charming, Qin Zige sits in the garden, admiring the moon and flowers and tasting wine, but he is happy to be at ease.

The sound of the system suddenly sounded, Qin Zige's expression moved slightly, and then he continued to drink, but he didn't know.

It's just an expected thing, killing Qin Bei, destroying Qin Town, if the Firmament Empire can still endure it, it will be abnormal.

It is nothing more than soldiers coming to block the water and cover the earth.

With the purple gold red gourd and the off-the-ground flame light flag in hand, Qin Zige can be said to be invincible.

Smelling the faint aroma of wine, the corners of Qin Zige's mouth turned up slightly, the only pity is that the wine is beautiful, but there are no beauties and no drinking friends.

Bai Suzhen touched the edge of Xuan Xian and broke through the retreat.

Qin Zige naturally couldn't stop it.

As for Lu Dongbin, a drinking friend, he didn't mention it.

Since the appearance of the peony fairy, someone has changed from a prodigal and freedom-loving teenager to a flower lover.

He accompanies the peony fairy to plant flowers everywhere, including the new peach tree.

Under the hard work of the two of them, the aura of Yuhua Mountain is indeed much more sufficient.

After all, planting trees improves the environment, and planting immortal trees strengthens aura.

It's just that it is unknown which flower someone loves.

"Master, there's something big!"

was drinking wine, and suddenly heard the anxious voice of Daoji outside.

Qin Zige raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Dao Ji and said, "How did you get it? The wine was stolen by someone? Or what?"

Dao Ji was originally a suitable person for drinking friends, but unfortunately he didn't like to be clean.

Qin Zige dislikes, after all, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, in case they are brought over, how will they make a sister in the future?

"These are all small things, boss, I'm talking about the big things related to the future of Xianmen. "Dao Ji Dao.

"Wine is a trivial matter? What's the big deal?" Qin Zige said with a smile.

"I found that Hua Qinglian, the daughter of the Sect Master of the Fighting Holy Sect, has a natural Buddha heart, and if she cultivates Buddha, she can be a living Guanyin. Dao Ji said solemnly.

Qin Zige's complexion changed slightly, but he was also a Buddhist cultivator with the qualifications of an immortal saint, and his eyes were really sharp.

Dao Ji looked at Qin Zige's expression, and said in his heart: "Could it be that the head of the sect already knows?"

"If not, why did you and I let them come to the Immortal Gate?" Qin Zige asked rhetorically.

"I see, why does the boss keep ignoring them?" said Dao Ji curiously.

"Because, I'm wondering if it's too cruel to let a young woman green lantern ancient Buddha. Qin Zi said.

"Men and women are just external skin images, and the Buddha has three thousand incarnations, purifying the world, for the endless, for the great good. We are cultivating immortals, we are already pursuing the Great Dao, and all kinds of things in the world are just passing by, like fog and electricity, and we don't move our hearts, no matter what kind of cultivation we have, it is always the same. "Dao Ji Dao.

"But if it weren't for this passing cloud, how could the Pangu Great God open the heavens, and how could the Great God Nuwa create people?" Qin Zige asked with a smile.

"What the great god Pangu and the great god Nuwa seek is great love, not small love. "Dao Ji Dao.

Children's love grows into small love, and the desire of the mouth and stomach is small desire.

One can sublimate great love, and the other can be discarded.

"Then you can try it, if you can succeed, I will accept Hua Qinglian as my seventh disciple. Qin Zige smiled and didn't fight anymore, cultivating to the Xuan Immortal, and in his previous life, he was far beyond the Xuan Immortal, this kind of Dao Ji would never be easily shaken.

Nothing to fight about.

And that's what monks are all about today.

In fact, most of the righteous monks are guarding the rules and precepts of Buddhism.

As for the love of children, those who stand at the top are indeed single.

has experienced a lot, this child has a long relationship, and naturally let go of it a lot.

It's just that Qin Zige can't see through it.

If you don't come to this red dust, what's the point of cultivating immortals?

If you are the only one in the whole world, what difference does it make if you are invincible in the world or the weakest in the world?

"The head of the sect accepts her as an apprentice?" Dao Ji looked at Qin Zige in a daze, as if he was wondering if Qin Zige's heart would pollute a good Buddhist seedling.

And if you have worked hard to persuade you, why should you be a disciple of the master? Is there such a peach picking?

"Dao Ji, do you know that in the future, it is the personal disciples of this seat who can really represent the immortal sect, and the personal disciples of this seat can be said to be cultivating the system of the near Taoist family now. Qin Zige looked at Dao Ji with a smile.

Dao Ji's heart was shocked, and he suddenly said: "The poor monk understands that if he can cross, this disciple must be the head of the family." ”

As soon as luck is said, it is mysterious and mysterious, but the monks know that he really exists, especially for the sect.

The prosperity of the sect's luck will help the disciples turn evil into good fortune and enhance their cultivation, and the prosperity of the disciples' luck will help improve the luck of the entire sect, such as recruiting disciples better, and the head elders breaking through more smoothly, etc., which is a virtuous circle.

But the feedback that everyone gets is different.

The head has the most, followed by the head of the family, which represents the luck of the fairy gate.

If these people die, it will have a great impact on the sect.

And now the disciples are all Taoists, and there is no Buddhism, how can there be a foothold for Buddhism in the future?

Even though Buddhism emphasizes that the four are empty, there are always some things in this world that are not empty.

"So, the holy monk trilied. Qin Zige said with a smile.

Dao Ji smiled bitterly, he came to Qin Zige, originally wanting Qin Zige to help persuade him, and then he accepted Hua Qinglian's.

didn't expect it, but now, it has become him to persuade, and then the results will go back to Qin Zige.

But what's the solution?

He is not the man of destiny.

He could only leave with a wry smile, but before leaving, he looked at the wine on Qin Zige's table and silently took a pot.

Qin Zige didn't notice it for a while, and when he found out, he scolded angrily: "I, you crazy monk who doesn't abide by the rules and precepts, what are you talking to me about the rules and precepts, the monks are not allowed to steal, otherwise they will go to the eighteenth layer of hell after death!"

After scolding, Qin Zige was a little addicted, his forehead opened, he pierced through the barriers, and looked straight at Hua Qinglian in the boudoir.

Still dressed in simple clothes, the unembellished long hair fell naturally, like an uncarved perfect jade.

Qin Zige's eyes flickered on his forehead, and he looked at a book next to Hua Qinglian's bedside.

Miscellaneous anecdotes.

A well-known travelogue in Qianyu records all kinds of miscellaneous anecdotes, which are found in every sect, and it is not unusual.

But this book is different, and he added two hundred and sixty words to it.

Guanyin Heart Sutra.

Looking at Hua Qinglian, who still hadn't been discovered, Qin Zige closed his eyes again, and look at your own Buddha fate, if it is really fate, I will accept you.

In the final analysis, your life should be decided by yourself, the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, cut off the six roots, whether it is bitter or not, only you can think clearly.

Others are not qualified to make decisions for you, and they still say a word from above, for your good.

In the boudoir, Hua Qinglian finished her usual cultivation and picked up the book on the side to read, which was her habit.

Flipping through the book next to the bed, she had read this book, but now she was idle and bored, and it was also good to look at it to pass the time.

But when I flipped through it, I found something strange and something was wrong, my eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and my thin fingers groped for the pages, and I found a few words that were different from my impression, and then pieced them together one by one.

"Contemplation of Freedom Bodhisattva?"

"Is it a name?" Hua Qinglian was curious, and pieced together a paragraph according to her memory.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The color is not different from the void, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, and the emptiness is the color. The same is true of what you want to do. The relics are the void of all laws. It is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirt nor clean, neither increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no color in the air, and there is no thought and action. No eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind. Colorless sound, fragrance, touch. Visionless, even unconscious......"

Hua Qinglian read softly in her mouth, these simple words seemed to have a magical power to her, clearing the haze in her heart and illuminating the way forward.

Contemplation?

How do you look at it?

What are the five aggregates?

Is there really such a state of immortality, impurity, and impurity?

If so, what is the True Immortal Xuan Immortal?

An unprecedentedly strong curiosity forced Hua Qinglian to gather the fifty-four sentences of the Guanyin Heart Sutra.

Fifty-four sentences, two hundred and six crosses, one of the simplest scriptures that any Buddhist child can basically read.

But Hua Qinglian looked at these words, as if she had entered a new world of mystery and mystery, and the door of a new world was opening to her.

When you're done flipping through it, you'll flip through it again.

After reading it a hundred times, it becomes extremely long to start reading the first sentence.

It's as if reading a word takes a lot of energy.

After a long time, the spiritual power on Hua Qinglian's body suddenly surged, and the spiritual energy from all directions of Yuhua Mountain was injected into her body, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex above the guest room, which lasted for a long time, and actually liquefied.

Hua Qinglian was unconscious, only looking at the scripture book in her hand, and a faint blue lotus phantom bloomed on her body, appearing and disappearing.

In the garden, Qin Zige noticed this phenomenon and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this was an epiphany?

Should I say, is it worthy of the qualification of being born to cultivate Buddhism?

I set a full score of 10, but you scored 100 points.

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