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A big ship with the flag of the World Dart Bureau took the lead, and several small boats all hung sect flags of different shapes, all of them joined the fleet all the way from the coast of Cangshui to escort Master Wuhuan together.

The wind on the river blew the sails and rattled the sails, and the golden sunlight shone on the bow of the boat.

A young monk with a beautiful face stood in the wind, his white monk's robe spread out in the wind, and he held a string of 100 single and eight agate prayer beads in his hand, each of which was crystal bright red, as if dansha.

The fleet slowly docked, and the bustling crowd suddenly gathered, so lively, the white-clothed monk looked at the shore as usual, with an indifferent expression: "I heard Master Sanzang say that Lincang City is a quiet and remote city, far away from the noise of the world, and has a bit of Sanskrit, so I chose to translate the scriptures here, but I didn't expect that after decades, Lincang City has become so noisy." ”

"Master, don't you and other monks 'have a bodhi tree and a mind like a mirror', how can you also seek tranquility and hate the hustle and bustle?"

A voice came from the cabin, and then the hilt of the gold-inlaid jasper sword lifted the beaded curtain, and out stepped a handsome man in his mid-thirty-five years of age.

Dressed in a pale green robe, with jasper hanging from his waist, he held a sheathed sword in his left hand and his right hand on his forehead, blocking the blazing sun in the clear sky.

"Banner Master!"

"Banner Master!"

As soon as the handsome man came out of the cabin, several shipwrights and guards on the ship saluted him respectfully, and the man nodded in response, and walked a few random steps in the bow of the ship to the white-clothed monk.

"Does Lord Ge also understand the Dharma?" the white-clothed monk smiled at the handsome man.

The man shook his head and said, "I don't understand, that's why I have to ask the mage." ”

"It turns out that the head of the four banner masters of the world's dart game, Mr. 'Excalibur' Glenger, also has something he doesn't understand. The white-clothed monk smiled.

"It turns out that the closed disciple of Master Sanzang of the Great Ci'en Temple, Master Wuhuan of the 'Heart Seal Bodhi', also learned just now that I also didn't understand something about Ge Lan. Mr. Ge Da also laughed.

"Interesting!" Master Wuhuan smiled faintly and talked about a Zen poem in Buddhism: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform." ”

The next line of this poem is: There is nothing in the first place, why stir up dust.

Mr. Ge Da said: "The body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror. Why bother wiping it frequently, where is the dust?"

Master Wuhuan was slightly stunned.

The body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror.

Why bother wiping it diligently, where is the dust?

This Zen machine poem has been changed so much, but it is different from the original intention of the two ancestors of Zen Buddhism, Buddhism originated from Tianzhu in the Western Regions, and there are three sects and ten temples today are the most famous, but these more than a dozen Buddhist jungles have never had such a theory!

Buddhism has the difference between Mahayana and Hinayana and "emptiness", and there are "emptiness" and "sects", and in the Zen Buddhism case where the two people communicated, the two patriarchs stood on the position of "being" and "emptiness" respectively, but the poem made by Gülen admits that the body is like a bodhichitta and has a mirror, and it seems that the argument is "being", but where is the rhetorical question of dust in the next sentence, and the argument seems to be "nothing".

Such a strange theory, seemingly contradictory, but vaguely different, is really unheard of!

Master Wuhuan was very surprised in his heart, and was about to say a question, when the hull of the boat under his feet suddenly shook, it turned out that the gangway had just been erected, and the greeting team that had been waiting on the shore for a long time suddenly boarded.

"Mage has worked hard!"

"Meet the Mage!"

A group of people saluted Master Wuhuan one after another.

"Good!" Master Wuhuan had no time to care, so he had to greet him with a smile, and greeted Master Wen Ou of the Red Lotus Temple, Wen Jiuniang of the World Dart Bureau, and representatives of various sects.

After about a tea incident, Master Wuhuan and the greeting team finally finished politely, and everyone left the Luoshui River together and walked towards Lincang City.

The big ship was calm again.

Mr. Ge Da stood at the bow of the boat, watching Master Wuhuan and his party slowly move away.

At this moment, the beaded curtain of the cabin opened, and out came a man in a pale green robe, about thirty-five years old, and extremely handsome.

Judging by his appearance, he is the same as Mr. Glagor, the Excalibur standing on the bow of the ship!

"Mr. Ge Da, he also said that he doesn't understand Buddhism, is the Zen machine contained in the poem just now fake?" said the man who walked out of the cabin.

Gülen shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and threw the long sword in his arms at the other party, and said to the man who looked exactly like himself: "Mr. Ge smiled, a delusional teacher and nephew are good anywhere, but he is too obsessed with Buddhist theories, I casually recited a poem to bluff him, so that he can obediently pretend to be me and will not take the initiative to slack off." ”

"Mr. Geda" said, and suddenly there was a sound of fine bones moving in his body, and in the blink of an eye, he still grew a little taller from the appearance just now, and his body was much thinner!

Immediately afterwards, his facial musculoskeletal also began to move, and his originally handsome appearance became funny, and with a slight tear of his hand, he peeled off a face as thin as a cicada's wings, revealing his original youthful face!

"In this weather, wearing a wig is really torture!" he said, shaking his head slightly, and plucking off his long black hair, revealing a shiny bald head.

The real divine sword Gülen took the long sword, laughed, and pointed to the thin monk in front of him: "Wu Huan, Wu Huan, you are worthy of being a disciple of Master Sanzang, your eight or nine Xuan Gong is really powerful, bone shrinking, disguise technique, everything can be fake and true, along the way, I almost believe that you are the master of the green lion banner of the world's dart game!"

Master Wuhuan smiled slightly, wiped the sweat from his bald head and said, "Mr. Ge praises falsely, compared to Senior Brother and the Qingyuan Dao Miao Zhenjun of Kunlun Yuxu Palace, my Eight or Nine Xuangong is still far behind. ”

The real difficulty of Eighty-Nine Xuangong is not the change of appearance, but the change of heart.

Only by starting to change from the depths of your heart can you truly change into the person you want to imitate, but you are far from reaching such a level.

Master Wuhuan silently looked in the direction of Lincang City.

A delusional teacher and nephew, I will entrust you with the matter of opening the altar to teach the Fa, this trip to Lincang City, there are ups and downs in the open and in the dark, I hope you can take care.

Next, Uncle Shi, I'm going to carry out my own mission too!

............

"Fairy Dai, come out and let everyone see it!"

"We all look forward to seeing the fairy day and night!"

"I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for Miss Yuerou!"

Under the gangway of the building boat in Mingyue Villa, a large group of men gathered together and shouted loudly to the place where Dai Yuerou was on the third floor of the building boat, Jiang Bai had just deliberately attracted this group of guys, took the lead in coaxing a few words, and then handed over the command of the shouting, allowing everyone to play freely.

More than a dozen disciples from Bright Moon Mountain Villa came, each with an angry face, trying their best to maintain order, but there was no improvement.

After Jiang Bai finished doing bad things, he sneaked into the crowd, leaving a group of obscene men to continue shouting, but he quietly bypassed and came to the tail of the boat......

"Don't blame me for sending you a bunch of flies, who called your Mingyue Villa too bullying, seeing that I am young and have no sect, they won't let me send the letter!"

After what happened, Jiang Bai didn't have a good impression of the people in Mingyue Villa, including Dai Yuerou, but he promised the girl in the hat to help, and he couldn't give up halfway.

After all, it's the first female reader I've ever met in my life!

That's a rare species!

Jiang Bai found a rope on the shore, tied the knot, threw it on the boat while no one found it, and lassoed a piece of raised wood.

"The rope is really a very useful thing, and I will definitely study the "Introduction to Whip and Rope Art Binding Technique" that I just got from my master in the future......"

Jiang Bai held the rope and easily wanted to climb on the boat.

The boat is very high, and the feeling of the body hanging in mid-air is amazing!

Jiang Bai was quietly proud in his heart, feeling that he was really too smart, and he actually used the strategy of attacking the east and west, and used a group of obscene uncles to contain the disciples of Mingyue Mountain Villa's advanced cultivation.

However, at this moment, a burst of shouts suddenly came from the crowd on the shore!

"Master Wuhuan has arrived!"

Immediately afterwards, a burst of snoring and chaotic footsteps sounded, and the uncles who were still confessing to the Guanghan Fairy just now had no one left to run to watch Master Sanzang......

As a result, the huge shore became empty, and only a dozen disciples of Mingyue Mountain Villa remained, staring at Jiang Bai who was suddenly hanging in mid-air with wide eyes......

"Uh, it's over......"