Outsiders say that Shuntian Qin is moody, murderous, and his methods are even more unbearable and cruel than some god-transforming monks, and he is a monk who is not liked by Dao and demons.

However, the Buddha cultivator of Xiangyun Temple, from the news in the temple, I learned that Qin Baisui is in Shuntian, which is more like a little transparent, but he often does some short-lived things, so that people also know that there is such a person in Shuntian, such as the battle to seize the boundary not long ago, and then it is "retreat".

Some people say that she is not a "retreat", but that outsiders can't stand it when they see her genius becoming a waste, and pity her and pity her, so she hid.

But after a few contacts, he felt that Qin Baisui was very different from the rumors, and he felt more that she should be a casual and indifferent person.

Otherwise, it won't lead to anger...... Others say that she is Hu Lai, but in the eyes of Lijing, I am afraid that there is something else hidden. A person who doesn't care about his future cultivation is not casual and indifferent.

If Qin Baisui knew what Jing Xin thought of her, she was afraid that she would laugh out of tears.

What casual, what indifferent, she is not Qin 100 years old!

"Oh, we're clean, are we moving the dust?" Fuchen poured himself a glass of water, and his tone was as calm as saying that the weather was fine today.

But when I heard it in my ears, it was like a thunderbolt.

He didn't blush when his heartbeat skipped a beat, but because of his master's words, his handsome face instantly turned red.

"Master, Master!"

"I am not deaf as a teacher. Fuchen glanced at him and said with a smile: "As a teacher, he is also a god-turning power, and he has raised you for more than thirty years, how can I not know what you want." ”

"I didn't, I didn't move my heart. After finishing speaking, the temperature on his face dropped a little.

Fuchen took a sip of warm water, laughed twice, and said, "It's almost there." ”

"What is Master saying to me like this, the disciple is a Buddha cultivator. ”

"Do you remember you, Senior Brother Tong, even if you are a Buddhist cultivator, you can return to the vulgar and turn to the Dharma. ”

Tong is the only disciple of the abbot of Xiangyun Temple, who traveled down the mountain thirty years ago, fell in love with a mortal woman, and returned to the temple to return to the world, abolished a body of Buddha power, and turned to the Tao.

Lijing recalled that he was only seven years old at that time, and from the gap in the bodies of a group of senior brothers, he saw Tong naked with his upper body, with his back to them, and then Uncle Huoshan took the magic weapon of the whip, and whipped it on Tong's back, and the snow-white pipa bone could be seen in the skin and flesh.

He was so frightened that he had a nightmare in the middle of the night, and was carried by his master Fuchen to Gospel Mountain.

"Master, why did Uncle Abbot beat Senior Brother Tong?"

"Your senior brother Tong is going to return to the vulgar, his master has taught him for two hundred years, and if he wants to return to the vulgar, it is equivalent to drawing a clear line with his master, and naturally he will be whipped and abolished for cultivation. ”

"There are many ways to abolish cultivation, why should you be beaten?"

"This is cause and effect, it is the cause and effect between you, Senior Brother Tong and his master. ”

"Oh, Master, then the net will definitely not draw a clear line with the master, so the master should not be clean. ”

"Hehe, as long as you pee the bed a few times, the teacher won't make you up. ”

......

"What are you thinking?" Fuchen didn't speak for a long time, he put down the water glass and looked at him with concern.

Lijing smiled and said, "I think about what happened when I was a child." ”

Fuchen couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "You were naughty when you were a child, but you remembered being chased by your abbot Uncle Mansi?"

The thing in Fuchen's mouth is that he was only six or seven years old when he was only six or seven years old.

At that time, he was curious about why the turtle by the river didn't go into the water outside the floating dust meditation room, so he threw the turtle down the river over and over again, and finally learned that the turtle was a tortoise, not into the water, and when he knew, the turtle had been tossed by him to death, and he was afraid of being discovered, so he secretly hid in the floating dust meditation room.

"Uncle Huoshan didn't chase me all over the temple. ”

Fuchen laughed as he poured warm water into his water cup and shouted.

When he looked up, he couldn't understand what his master meant by calling him and not speaking.

"Master?"

"You're vulgar. ”

"Master!"

"Leave Xiangyun Temple, leave Mingsu Realm. ”

Lijing was stunned, frowned, and said, "Master, why did you suddenly say this?" Yes...... Has the matter of seizing the border changed?"

Fuchen never hid it from Jingxiang, he nodded, looked at Jing's eyes becoming softer and softer, and said: "For the teacher yesterday's deduction, I found that the auspicious clouds turned into blood clouds, and I thought for the teacher, this time I want to launch a battle for the underworld, and Xiangyun Temple is afraid that it will be more auspicious." ”

"Does Uncle Huoshan know?"

"Yes. ”

Then don't start a battle to seize the boundary, it's really not good, everyone in Xiangyun Temple left the Mingsu realm together....... The thought only flashed through Jing's mind, but he didn't say it.

"The disciple will not leave. ”

"You kid, didn't you say before that Buddha cultivation is not all good, and also said that no matter whether the battle for the world is successful or lost, those mortals who died should be counted on Buddha cultivation, and it is better not to do Buddha cultivation if you keep such a belief. ”

Yes, no matter whether the battle for the seizure of the realm is successful or not, the one- and two-star spiritual realm is all mortal monks who are destroyed, and only the spiritual realm of more than three stars has a chance to escape, but it is only limited to monks who can leave in the cross-border teleportation array, and mortals still stay in the spiritual realm and wait for death.

Lijing lowered his eyelids slightly, his expression was inexplicable, and he emphasized again: "The disciple will not leave." ”

......

On the second day, Qin Baisui practiced in the Buddha sound on the morning platform, and when the Buddha sound stopped, the Buddha on the morning platform dispersed for a long time, and then came to the bluestone platform.

Qin Baisui opened the formation, let him in, and said casually: "I didn't see Master Jing on the morning platform today, I thought to myself if there is something wrong with the master, if there is something, the master doesn't need to send me the spirit fruit every day." ”

Qin Baisui said, and put the two baskets of spirit fruits that Jing took out into the storage bag.

He folded his hands together and said, "Well, how is Daoist cultivating in the morning?"

"It's okay. Qin Baisui sat down on the side of the long table, took out a spirit fruit and ate it.

Today, she practiced once in the Buddha's voice on the morning platform, only to find that thousands of Buddhas cultivating and chanting scriptures are not as good as the effect of one person chanting, but how can she open her mouth and ask people to chant for her every day.

But after she finished speaking, Lijing also sat on the other side of the long table with her, her eyes widened slightly, and she asked in a somewhat happy tone, "Master Lijing, is this going to chant?"

Seeing her secretly happy eyebrows, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled slightly, and he nodded: "Well, I didn't do the morning class in the morning, so I can only make up for it now, and it won't disturb Daoyou, right?"

Qin Baisui pursed the corners of her mouth with joy, she couldn't show her intention to take advantage too obviously.

"No, even if Master Jing comes every day, he won't bother me. ”

He closed his eyes with a sigh, and after a while, there was a mysterious chanting sound, and Qin Baisui also hurriedly closed his eyes, concentrating and holding his spirit in one go.

Feeling the fluctuations of the aura around him, the corners of his mouth turned up again, but the chanting continued.

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