Chapter 4: Two Strokes of Buddhahood

Prince Long's Mansion, located in the south of Lin'an City, is only one street away from the Imperial Palace, covers an area of more than 100 acres, the style is extraordinary, two white jade stone Jiao at the door, coiled on the jade pillar, straight up to the sky, there are ten zhang, majestic, a famous Ding is wearing a brocade robe, diagonally across the steel knife, the sharp spirit is difficult to hide.

The emperor is a dragon, and Jiao is second only to the dragon, all of which shows that Prince Long's status is extraordinary.

This is mainly due to Prince Long's eldest son's early cultivation, under the heavy cultivation, the Tao was built, and Prince Long himself was in charge, and the Fengze concept in the three views of Lingqiu was also famous in the entire Lingqiu country.

At this time, the main hall of Prince Long's mansion can be described as full of friends, two of them are on the main seat, the one on the left hand side is wearing a red brocade robe, with a jade crown on his head, although his hair is gray, but his skin is as white as jade, and his eyes are heroic, he is Prince Long.

On the right-hand side is an old monk in a bright yellow robe and a red robe, from beginning to end, with his hands folded and his eyes slightly closed, letting the surroundings turn to each other, and I will not move.

Being able to sit side by side with Prince Long shows the dignity of his identity, and even some princes, looking at the old monk, will flash a little awe in their expressions.

At this moment, Prince Long was frowning slightly, holding an evil talisman in one hand, and kept looking at it.

Mrs. Tong and Ning Gui, who were sitting at the end of the seat, were full of nervousness and apprehension behind their groveling postures, and they secretly glanced at Prince Long from time to time.

In fact, when the Bowang Marquis Mansion was at its peak, it was completely possible to sit on an equal footing with these princes, and the right general of the imperial court could now be regarded as the last among the princes under the management of Mrs. Tong over the years.

"Although this talisman is only the lowest level of evil talisman, the penmanship is rigorous but free and easy, and there is a bit of deep and introverted in the wild, not bad, not bad. Prince Long held the evil talisman in his hand and nodded his head.

"Thank you, Prince Long, for your compliments. Ning Gui hurriedly got up and bowed deeply to Prince Long, looking like he was wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Seeing Ning Gui like this, Prince Long frowned slightly, he was a little surprised, judging from the brushwork of the evil talisman, the person who drew the talisman should be a person who is wild but deep and introverted, not so frivolous as Ning Gui in front of him.

However, Prince Long didn't think much about it, just nodded slightly.

"Now Ning Gui has a fifth-level cultivation of condensation, he is talented and talented, and he hopes that Prince Long can receive Ning Gui into Fengze Guanzhong. Mrs. Tong hurriedly got up, and after saluting Prince Long, she said respectfully, this is also the purpose of his here.

Being able to enter the Fengze Temple, one of the three views of Lingqiu Country, is a path of cultivation for Ning Gui, and the future is limitless.

"Only fourteen years old can reach the fifth level of condensation, there is indeed some talent, plus this magical evil talisman......" Prince Long thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, take it." ”

Ning Gui and Mrs. Tong were suddenly overjoyed in their hearts, and bowed again and again, and the posture of the Marquis of Bowang Mansion was completely gone, just like two subordinates.

"Oh, yes. Prince Long suddenly thought of something, and said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, I went to the Hou Mansion to ask for a painting, I don't know how this painting is?"

Ning Gui's eyes rolled slightly, and then he suddenly put on a sincere and frightened appearance, and apologized: "Prince Long atoned for his sins, Prince Long asked for a painting, and the Hou Mansion naturally did not dare to slack off, and the younger generation knew that his brother Ning Chen had some attainments in this area, so he asked him to paint a picture for Prince Long, and as a result, his brother Ning Chen was arrogant by nature, and he only drew two strokes, and then threw the pen away." ”

"Oh?" Prince Long just let out such a voice lightly, and his expression became slightly serious, in the entire Lingqiu Country, it seems that no one dares to give him such a face.

"Where is this painting now?" asked Prince Long then.

"Here it is. Ning Gui said, and quickly put the rice paper that had been prepared with both hands, and the purpose was already clear, that is, to avenge Ning Chen's rudeness when he threw his pen and left, this time Ning Chen couldn't eat and walked around.

Prince Long's face sank like water, and he reached out to take the rice paper, and then unfolded it full.

Suddenly!

Looking at Prince Long again, his expression couldn't help but change greatly, and his eyes burst out with a touch of essence! His gloomy face changed drastically like a storm, and his eyes grew bigger and bigger!

"This painting... This painting..."Prince Long, who has always been steady, couldn't help but make such a sound, and his tone was full of shock.

I saw that on the rice paper in his hand, although there were only two strokes, but under the two strokes, it was clearly a Buddha statue, sitting cross-legged, although he could not see his face, but he could really feel the serene demeanor, ethereal and ethereal hanging on the white paper.

Just two strokes, the Buddhist scriptures are vividly interpreted, the complexity is simple, the eyes are empty, but the ethereal reveals thousands of meanings.

"This painting is a masterpiece!"

After a long time of tea, Prince Long, who was holding rice paper, made such an exclamation, and he was able to interpret the true meaning of Buddhism with such concise brushwork, which was the first time he had seen it in his life.

Ning Gui, who was originally waiting for Prince Long to surrender to Ning Chen, was suddenly blindsided, the painting he had seen before gave him the feeling that the painting was clearly a piece of shit, in the eyes of Prince Long, how could it become a god?

Mrs. Tong on the side was also surprised, and she was still thinking about how to transfer all Prince Long's anger to Ning Chen, but she didn't expect that Prince Long would praise that vulgar painting and treat it as a masterpiece, how could this be possible?

Even the old monk on the side slowly opened his eyes and saw the painting in Prince Long's hand, and there was a trace of waves on his calm face.

"I can't imagine that Ningchen can interpret the ethereal true meaning of Buddhism so vividly and vividly, rare, rare. The old monk finally spoke, although his voice was soft, but it was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, thick and long: "Last year, my junior brother Kujue occasionally got the Buddha picture of Ning Chen's benefactor, and the Zen realm increased greatly overnight, and it seems that what he said is true. ”

Seeing the old monk speak, the prince sitting below was extremely shocked, the old monk in front of him was the first high monk in Lingqiu country, and it was absolutely rare to be able to make him open his mouth to praise.

"Prince Ruolong is willing to cut his love, and the old man is willing to buy this for a thousand taels of gold, I don't know if he is willing?" said Master Kurejing.

Swish!

Almost at the moment when the master of the withered mirror spoke, in the main hall of the university, all the princes suddenly gasped, and the master of the withered mirror, who had always been indifferent to the dust, would take the initiative to ask to buy this painting, how many mysteries are hidden in this painting.

You must know that for an unknown Ning Chen, the daughter is definitely a sky-high price, not to mention that the one who wants it is the number one monk in the Lingqiu Country!

"Hahahaha. Prince Long suddenly laughed heartily a few times: "I can't imagine that the master of the dry mirror also loves this words, it seems that the king still has some vision, but to measure this painting with money, it is inevitable to blaspheme the gods and Buddhas, the gold is easy to get, the friendship is priceless, since the master of the dry mirror loves, the king gives it away." ”

After that, Prince Long respectfully put Ning Gui's rice paper, which was like waste paper, on the hand of the dry mirror.

A few days ago, the little girl was also fortunate to get a picture of Ning Chen's first day of Yunshan, and the king was fascinated and suddenly lost, the king wanted to take some treasures in exchange, how could the little girl not live or die, it was Prince Long's words, the daughter is easy to get, and the friendship is priceless. ”

The one who spoke was none other than King Qian, the father of the Ninth Princess, who was sitting on the top seat.

Ning Gui, who was kneeling on the ground, was about to burst into fire at this moment, and his anger was overflowing, he wanted to use this painting to draw out the trouble, but he didn't expect that he would make a wedding dress for Ning Chen, which was really damned.

"You even hooked up with the Ninth Princess, Ning Chen, you are simply looking for death!" Ning Gui said fiercely in his heart.

Mrs. Tong on the side also squinted her eyes slightly, she never thought that Ning Chen's casual two strokes would have so many mysteries, and they would be incorporated into the eyes of the princes, it seemed that Ning Chen must be removed as soon as possible, otherwise it will become a big disaster.

"Where is Ning Chen now? Prince Long suddenly spoke.

"Back to the prince, although Chen'er has some attainments in calligraphy and painting, but he has mediocre qualifications on the way to cultivation, so a few days ago, he took the initiative to give up his identity as the prince of the Hou Mansion and left, and now he has no way of knowing where he is. Mrs. Tong hurriedly got up and said.

"Being able to take the initiative to give up his identity as a son and think about the family wholeheartedly, this son understands righteousness, it is rare, rare. Prince Long twisted the beard on his chin and sighed, looking slightly disappointed.

"Yes, yes. Mrs. Tong replied again and again, and there was already a touch of viciousness in her eyes.

Early autumn.

Night.

In the Yunlan Mountain, the drizzle was once again sparse and non-stop, and the breeze was mixed with a hint of gloom, and through the tattered windows, the house was filled with dampness and cold.

Ning Chen sat at the head of the dilapidated bed, closed his eyes slightly, and his expression was solemn, at this time, he was using the thickest line of "Condensation Decision" to cultivate, but unfortunately it had little effect, and it was difficult to see the slightest entry after several days.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ning Chen sighed, if you go on like this, let alone next year, even after five years, it will be difficult to rise to the second layer of condensation.

can't be promoted to the second layer of condensation, even if he is full of economy, he doesn't even have the minimum qualifications for the imperial examination.

On the contrary, if he reaches the second layer of condensation, Ning Chen can have the status of a talent in Lingqiu Kingdom, he can wear a sword, and he can raise people in high school in the upper echelons, and he can have the imperial court.

Of course, the most important thing is that the second layer of condensation can make more advanced talismans, such as medical talismans, magic talismans, etc., once drawn, it will be very valuable, enough to get Ning Chen out of poverty, and also make Ning Chen full of yearning.

Whether it was in the Lingqiu Kingdom or somewhere else, only money was the most important cultivation capital.

Slowly raising his head, Ning Chen once again cast his hopeful gaze on the dilapidated wall, where his mother's picture scroll swayed from time to time with the breeze: "Is it just going on to do nothing?" Mother...... I'm not reconciled. ”

Although such a voice is slight, it contains the unwillingness in the heart, there is no money, there is no fine exercises, and it is too difficult to cultivate with the body of this ordinary man.

Hula-la.

A strong wind blew, a few pieces of broken roof tiles had fallen off, and the few remaining beams had already clicked, and they could collapse at any time.

"So far, I can only make an evil talisman as soon as possible, in exchange for money, and buy incense. Ning Chen got up slowly, sat at the desk and muttered to himself, rubbing his shoulders with his hands from time to time, hoping to get a trace of warmth.

Now on his dilapidated desk, in addition to the five pieces of bright and yellow rune paper, there are several materials for making talismans, the only thing missing is the glow mushroom, which is also the most expensive material for making evil talismans.

In Lin'an City, this material is very common, and many people have carved out a small plot next to their ridges for special planting, but in this deep mountain and old forest, it is not so easy to obtain.

And now Ning Chen is penniless.

"I had to try my luck in the mountains again. Ning Chen sat on the creaky chair and muttered to himself, constantly thinking about it in his heart, his face full of helplessness.

Through the books he had read before, Ning Chen knew that this kind of glow mushroom would only grow at midnight and wither when it saw light, so it could only be found at night.

Entering the mountain at night made Ning Chen scruples, not to mention that the mountain road is difficult to walk, the jackals, tigers and leopards all like to be active at night, in addition, there are also lonely ghosts, demons and monsters, once they are contaminated, trouble is indispensable.

Especially now Ning Chen, who only has a layer of condensation, can be said to be powerless, and entering the mountain at night means risking his life.

It's just that now for Ning Chen, if he wants to improve his cultivation and reach the second layer of Qi Condensation, is there any other way besides obtaining glow mushrooms and making evil talismans for money?

If he couldn't improve his cultivation, fight back to the Hou Mansion, and put his mother's spiritual position back to the ancestral hall, Ning Chen would not be willing in his life.

Thinking so in his heart, Ning Chen had already made up his mind in his heart and decided to give it a go, which was also Ning Chen's only way out.

Maybe this is the helplessness of the poor, who have to fight hard for a few taels of silver.

Leaning over, Ning Chen lay on the ground, and little by little from under the bed, he took out a rusty woodcutter and a somewhat moldy rope, which were also necessary for going up the mountain.

After sharpening the rusty woodcutter and straddle the rope diagonally, Ning Chen strode out.

As soon as he opened the door, the autumn rain mixed with the cold wind came to his face, and the cold wind penetrated into his body along the hole in his clothes, which couldn't help but make Ning Chen shiver a little, and rubbed his arms with both hands to keep himself warm.

It's just that just when Ning Chen just took a few steps, the dilapidated house behind him stepped down again, in this regard, Ning Chen could only shake his head helplessly, and then walked out without hesitation, the lonely and lonely figure was gradually engulfed by the darkness, all in order to be able to make himself stronger.