"Master, I often hear people say that monks pay attention to the four major emptiness, and the scriptures contain even more: color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to do it...... As long as the monastic mind is like a mirror and has no worries, can he take off the mortal womb and become a Buddha?"

Zhao Qingyu clasped his hands together, his expression was extremely peaceful, and asked Kuhai who was sitting opposite him for advice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A month ago, when he was drunk, he asked Kuhai to learn Buddhism from him, but Kuhai first disagreed, and politely refused on the grounds that the lineage between Buddhism and Taoism was different. But what kind of person is Zhao Qingyu, he has been practicing in society for several years, and his ability to observe words and emotions has long been practiced, and he still has no insight into the sea of bitterness, and he has repeatedly sworn that he is just learning Buddhism, and he does not dare to have this thought as for the exercises of Buddhism.

Kuhai listened to his sincere words, and saw that he was a man of great wisdom, so he agreed after a little consideration. But what shocked Kuhai was that Zhao Qingyu's learning and comprehension ability was really amazing, it was completely a thousand miles a day, sometimes he told a Buddhist allusion, and the other party drew inferences from it in just a cup of tea, and from his mouth often came out of some poems that he had never even heard, every word was beautiful, and it contained great wisdom of poetry.

In just one month, Zhao Qingyu's Dharma realm was almost catching up with himself, which made Kuhai feel shocked in his heart, but also very relieved, because the faster Zhao Qingyu comprehended, the sooner he rushed to Lingshan, staying in one place for too long, he was really a little tired.

"The four emptiness is only a state of primary cultivation possessed by monks, it is one of the five aggregates, and it can only enter the Hinayana nirvana realm, and it is no longer subject to the suffering of samsaric birth and death. The four emptiness is further the five aggregates, the five aggregates are the subtlety of the Dharma, and it is also the law of life and death within the Three Realms. ”

Zhao Qingyu nodded thoughtfully, Kuhai's remarks were like an initiation, which opened another door to cultivation for him and stepped into a completely different realm. At this point, Zhao Qingyu not only completed the study of the basics of Buddhism, but also in terms of realm, and all the problems faced with the cultivation of the "Supreme Buddha Record" were easily solved.

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Three days later, Kuhai proposed his resignation to Zhao Qingyu, and Zhao Qingyu repeatedly failed to keep him, so he led his disciples to send each other to show respect, and went out of the city for more than ten miles before returning to Sanqingguan......

Zhao Qingyu is very grateful to this master, if it weren't for his conscientious teaching, relying on himself to learn the scriptures by himself, this foundation of Buddhism can only be laid in the year of the monkey, let alone the cultivation of the "Supreme Buddha Record". Although there is no shortage of geniuses in this world, just by constantly exploring and summarizing the experience left by the predecessors, we can open up an unprecedented avenue, so that future generations can envy their wisdom and wisdom at the same time, and do not forget to take them as an example.

But Zhao Qingyu admits that he is not, he is convinced that whether it is in practice or study, if there is no one to guide and guide, it is difficult to step into the right path by himself, think about it, he has been practicing the "Five Thunder Method" for hundreds of years, or he was able to enter the realm of true immortals by chance, and the monkey only followed the ancestor of Su Bodhi for more than ten years, and he can fight with a golden immortal master like Erlang God, this is the gap.

Although the monkey owes this achievement to his talent, without the teachings of Su Bodhi, even if he is born with a spirit body, he will never be able to achieve it.

Without further ado, on the same day, Zhao Qingyu called Yang Li and Liu Yishan to him, explained some religious matters, and began to work on the retreat.

However, before that, he had to go to Song's house and tell Song Xianglan to save her worry.

In addition, Zhao Qingyu wanted to have more intimate contact with the beauties for a while, increase the feelings between each other, the taste of a kiss Fang Ze that night made him have endless aftertaste, originally, that day he wanted to take advantage of the beautiful scenery to do good things, anyway, he and Song Xianglan were in love, and there was no mental obstacle at all to do that, but Song Xianglan refused to live or die, there was no way, the twisted melon was not sweet, and the overlord was not good at it, so he could only give up the original plan.

"Xianglan, why are you so far away from me, I'm not a tiger, I can't eat you. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xin'er on the side snickered, and Song Xianglan's pretty face quietly climbed up with a touching flush, under the light of the sun, it was really as bright as a spring flower, as beautiful as the morning glow, which made people dare not look directly. She took a sip and said softly: "Brother Zhao, although you are not a tiger, you are more terrible than a tiger, if you are close, people will not be sure." ”

Although more than a month has passed since the embarrassing scene of that night, it still makes Song Xianglan blush and heartbeat in retrospect.

Zhao Qingyu's heart moved, and he followed her words and said: "It's not steady, it's not sick, let me take a look." As he spoke, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he was about to step forward and pull Song Xianglan's jade hand.

Song Xianglan suddenly took a dozen steps back like a frightened deer, staring at Zhao Qingyu with a vigilant expression, and already saw his ill-intentioned thoughts. Seeing that he was about to step forward, he immediately said coquettishly: "Brother Zhao, if you are moving, people will have to go back to the room." ”

"Okay, I'm not moving, I'll just stand here. Zhao Qingyu smiled bitterly, wondering if he was a little anxious, otherwise how could he be guarded by her as a pervert.

"Master, miss, you talk slowly here, and the maid will go down first. Xin'er looked at the two of them back and forth a few times, a light smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and she bowed slightly and retreated. When she saw the two of them come back that night, she knew that the layer of paper between Miss and Zhao Qingyu had been pierced, and if it continued at this rate, the two would get married sooner or later.

As a girl, seeing that Miss is happy, Xin'er is also happy in her heart, not to mention that she has a secret in her heart that cannot be said, if Miss can marry Zhao Qingyu as she wishes, she can often see him and even serve him, so it is enough.

"Xianglan, I'm here to tell you something, I'm about to go into retreat. ”

Seeing that he didn't have a chance to make love with a beautiful woman, Zhao Qingyu got down to business, although it is very important to pick up girls, but it is even more important to improve his cultivation, you must know that he has not seen Song Xianglan for more than a month in order to learn Buddhism during this time.

Song Xianglan looked stunned, she had just seen her sweetheart's joy and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, she hadn't seen Zhao Qingyu for a month, she missed her heart tightly, but out of the reserve of her daughter's family, Xin'er was on the side, so she didn't dare to express her emotions too much, just when the two of them were alone, they would sit next to each other and say some whispered words with a blush and heartbeat.

"This retreat, at least a few days, at most a few years......" Before Zhao Qingyu finished speaking, his mouth was covered by something, and then Song Xianglan Yuyan threw herself into her arms, drew circles on his chest with her hands, and said softly: "Brother Zhao, no matter how long you are in retreat, people will always wait for you!"

Happiness came too quickly, Zhao Qingyu was completely unprepared, he knew that it was so easy, so what did he have to do just now, just say retreat. This time he hugged, but he didn't have the warm and satisfying feeling last time, but his mind was full of desire......

After a stick of incense, the two separated their arms, Zhao Qingyu's face was satisfied, and his eyes showed an endless look of aftertaste, while Song Xianglan was hiding behind the willow tree next to her, the willow branches almost covered her face, but looking through the gaps in the branches and leaves, she could still see her face flushed like a ripe apple, her clothes were a little untidy, and a pair of dark and agile eyes were looking left and right, looking to see if anyone around her noticed her.

After having lunch with the beautiful woman, Zhao Qingyu left the Song family and went to the cave where he retreated last time, the location of the cave is the mountainside of a towering mountain range, it has been shrouded in fog for many years, and there is no scenery at the bottom of the mountain. If it weren't for the fact that he had too many worries in the world, he would have settled his home here a long time ago, with mountains and rivers as companions and animals as neighbors all day long, and felt his own way from all kinds of nature.

It's a pity that the red dust is full of dust, and power is even more poisonous, knowing that it is poisonous, but people can't refuse to be willing to become its slave, and finally fall into it and can't stop. In these three realms, there are a few people who can really achieve fame and fortune and devote themselves to cultivation, even if they are as high as Sanqing, Rulai and other figures, they are not eager for power, let alone people like themselves who can't even live forever.

Zhao Qingyu smiled self-deprecatingly, this time he didn't seal the entrance of the cave with a boulder, but used his magic power to stir the fog around the entrance of the cave and gather it at the entrance of the cave, and then the person entered the cave by himself, and used his mana to condense the fog at the entrance of the cave into ice, completely blocking the door of the cave.