"The monks cultivate, the four laws and eight realms, and each realm has three grades: upper, middle and lower.

You are only just entering the realm of nothingness now, and there are already a large number of people in the Six Realms who are the same age as you, and there are even more people who are older than you and beyond this realm.

Besides, if I'm not mistaken, you were a top grade of Shenyuan three years ago, right? It took three years to enter the Six Realms, so you are embarrassed to show off?"

When he spoke, there was a little contempt in his eyes, as if he was deliberately belittling, and he said that the monk was a little weak-hearted.

However, the monk himself is also bitter in his heart, and the more he cultivates this exercise, the more difficult it is to improve the realm, unless there is a great opportunity, according to the old monk, I am afraid that in the later stage, I will have to "go through the calamity".

At that moment, he ignored his brother and said to Qing'er: "Back then, this thief monk was a greedy and lustful lord, and he was only about ten years old when he first met, and he dared to tease Yue'er when he met, but he was chased by Yue'er for half a street......

Later, he stole chicken legs behind his master's back, and happened to be caught by Yue'er, Yue'er wanted to sue him to his master, but this monk came from nowhere to a night pearl and gave it to Yue'er, so he had to give up.

As a result, he was not convinced, and wanted to win the beads back, seeing that I was unable to move, he made an excuse to fight with me, but he did not bully me for not being able to practice, and finally decided that both of them would play chess, and as a result, you saw the two night pearls in the Yue'er room. ”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the monk, but the monk was very thick-skinned, as if he hadn't heard or seen, and poured himself a drink.

But Qing'er has a new understanding of monks, and it turns out that the third master has been ...... since he was a child is so "different", even a little "fresh and refined", and suddenly finds that he looks more "cute".

Fortunately, her husband did not continue to expose the monk's bottom, but just asked: "Third child, you just gave me the things of the "silent master", aren't you afraid of being punished when you return to the temple?"

"Hey, don't worry, second brother, I don't steal or rob monks, I asked him in front of my uncle, and he didn't answer me after asking three times, so if you don't speak, you will acquiesce. The monk said nonchalantly.

"Poof", the wine in Brother Li'er's mouth instantly squirted towards the monk, even if he was caught off guard by his mana, he barely blocked his face.

After a few wipes, "Amitabha, donor, pay attention to the image, there is still a female donor here." ”

Qing'er rolled her eyes when she heard this, and said in her heart: Do you still know how to pay attention to your image?

The master has been practicing "closed-mouth meditation" for decades, so how can he break his success because of such a trivial matter. ”

knows that the person in front of him is shameless enough, but Brother Li'er doesn't seem to have fully seen it through.

So he instructed Qing'er again: "Qing'er, stay away from this sanctimonious guy in the future, don't learn from him." ”

Qing'er smiled slightly when she heard this, and said: "It's okay, sir, although the third master is not as upright and brave as the uncle, it is not as smart and generous as the "fourth master", and it is not as good as the free and casual gentleman; but the third master is very good-looking, and he treats me and my sister very well, and he will definitely be a high-ranking monk in the future." ”

This girl, praise me or hurt me. But fortunately, the gift was not given in vain, and it was considered to have a conscience, a monk, and a face!

"Listen! Qing'er can still speak. It's a pity that although the old guys on the mountain are a little indulgent to me, it is only for a while, and they will definitely not let me return to the vulgar, and my life is miserable......"

The monk not only automatically ignored those derogatory words, but cheekily felt sorry for his identity.

Shameless! All three of them were slandering.

I can't cure you!

"The third brother's face, it's a pity to become a monk, another day I will go up the mountain to plead with the master of the "Nine Senses", and let him let you go back to vulgarity. ”

Brother Li'er said that he would take the initiative to "help" the monk to fulfill his wish, but his "kindness" scared the monk into weakness and almost knelt down.

"Ahem, ahem... It's just a joke... I can't really ......"

Don't take it seriously! The poor monk is just talking, that old monk, don't look at the usual smiles, drinking wine and eating meat are all up to me.

The monk still can't forget, about ten years ago, after he met a pretty lady at the foot of the mountain, his heart sprouted, and he went back to the temple and dared to shout with the old monk to return to the vulgar.

The old monk showed that he was going to kill at that time, and in the end, he had a "Dharma exchange", which made him lie down for three months!

I still shudder when I think about it now, so I don't forget to squeeze my eyebrows at my brother when I speak, as if to say: Let go of the poor monk......

Then without waiting for the man to speak, he pointed to the chessboard and said to Qing'er: "Qing'er, take it, take it, put it here to be an eyesore." ”

looked at his husband and found that the other party was smiling, but speechless.

Yes, I see! This is the two masters have no opinion, Qing'er Xiaocai took the chessboard back to the house.

After she left, the man in white stood up and looked up into the distance, not knowing what he was looking at, and the monk followed and stood behind him.

"Amitabha, the day is sinking in the west, the black clouds are surging, and the sky is about to change. ”

"Yes, this day, it's going to change!"

Indeed, now that spring has just passed, it looks like the first thunderstorm of summer is about to arrive.

Behind the two, the man in black was still standing with a gun, although he didn't say a word, but he understood in his heart what the two meant—the weather and the world are estimated to change.

Suddenly, the monk glanced at the two strands of flying white hair from his brother and asked, "Can cultivation still recover?"

"The cultivation of monks is to fight against the heavens, and the Shenzhou is vast, there will be a way. ”

The monk still didn't know the answer, so he began to continue talking.

"In the past few years, I have stolen all the Buddhist scriptures in the temple.

But I don't see any mana flowing in you, could it be that with your medical skills and so many scriptures, you can only teach you to turn gray hair back to black?"

Without answering his question, he looked at a small mud pond in the northwest corner of the yard with a slight memory in his eyes, more like he was looking for something.

The monk also looked over, but he couldn't see anything special inside.

"Three years ago, I planted a pebble there, and now three years later, although there is no movement, when it matures, the process must be beautiful. ”

How do you mature the stones? What kind of fame? Why do you still talk about Zen? The monk was so puzzled that he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Second brother, I think you are more suitable to become a monk than me, why don't we change them?"

It was originally a joke, but I was afraid that someone would take it seriously, so after hearing it, I immediately said a word to the big black man next to me, so frightened that the monk almost knelt down again.

"Brother Mojiang, you heard this, remember to tell Tsing Yi, Lan Yi and Yue'er in a while. ”

God, these three aunts and grandmothers had to turn their faces immediately when they heard this, and when the time came, they would have to peel off their skins if they didn't die.

The monk was flustered when he heard this, and immediately issued a warning, "Black wood, don't stir up trouble, otherwise the Buddha will be angry!" After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves with his hand, and looked like a little hooligan fighting among the people.

And Mo Jiang just glanced at him lightly, and didn't speak, but his right hand unconsciously shook the black gun in his hand, and he was a little eager to try, as if he was saying: Just let the horse come.

knew that if the two of them fought, they would have to tear down the yard, in order to distract the two of them from what they shouldn't have.

So he said to his brother: "Third brother, you must pay more attention when you go back this time, now the human race is not very peaceful, and the demon race seems to be ready to move, don't let some "unclean people" defile the holy land of Buddhism. ”

In the past few years, the monk would find an excuse to visit him here every time.

And the two of them are no longer hairy boys who have just come out of the rivers and lakes, and the monk naturally knows what each other means at this time.

"Amitabha, the old monks are all profound in Buddhism, although they are a little pedantic, they should still have some insight.

Buddhism pays attention to purifying sentient beings and being compassionate, but there are also methods of vajra angry eyes and demon suppression, so there is no need to worry too much. ”

He pretended to recite the Buddha's name, indicating that he was also a monk, and signaled that the other party did not need to worry too much, and then once again expressed his feelings about his situation.

"What's even more worrying is the poor monks, the old monks have been getting more and more strict with me recently, I'm afraid my good days are numbered. ”

"So, the masters should be preparing for the future!" said Brother Li'er casually.

"I don't understand what they are anxious about, the old monks are in good health, and I don't think it's a problem to live for another hundred years!"

The monk was a little speechless when he spoke, and then complained even more, "I don't think they can deal with outsiders, but they have a lot of ability to pit their own disciples, and they have constantly reminded me to pay attention to the precepts of Buddhism. ”

Brother Li'er didn't care about the dissatisfaction in his words, but looked at him and couldn't help frowning a little, "By the way, what is the reason for your cultivation, why is the progress getting slower and slower?"