On the endless peak of Kunyu Mountain, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the night is as cool as water.

After drinking the happy wine, it was not enjoyable, so he called Li An again, set up a bonfire in the courtyard, cooked wine with green plums, and feasted all night.

Mr. Jiazi also came to eat and drink, played until he got up, spat and flew, and learned to flirt with the little couple in a colorful way, and deliberately said that the cave house was a cave house. He patted his chest and said meaningfully: "The wind boy drunkard doesn't mean to drink, I bet that when they come out of the cave retreat, they will even hug the baby." ”

A mouthful of wine sprayed on the ground, choking and coughing. Thinking about Master's virtue, it is really possible.

Li An was suddenly a little distracted, the child in his mother's womb has been two months, right? Listening to the news from the shadow guard, Xu Zangfeng has been living in the palace courtyard these days, and he goes to the number every day to say hello.

Wisps of fresh breeze blew over the mountain tops, and under the bright moonlight, fine snow froze into the sparse forest. Ang Lee put down his glass, crossed his hands, and pillowed behind his head. When he was young, he was not in good health, and it was inconvenient to go out, and when he reached the age of entering the hall, he had to invite the gentleman from the Taiyi School Palace to teach at home. He is very envious of the children of ordinary people, playing in groups of three or five on the street, and going to school together to study.

Li An really has a very special wish for his younger brother who has not yet been born in his mother's womb, hoping to take his younger brother around to play in the future, buy him delicious food, and send him to study in Taiyi Academy. In short, he wanted to give that child a few years of innocent and carefree time as much as possible.

Because this is what he is missing, it is a regret that he cannot make up for in this life.

Mr. Jiazi saw that Li An's sleeves were soaked in the wine cup, but he didn't notice it, he smirked and asked him, "Little guy, what do you want?"

Li An shook his head and said with a smile: "Cranky." ”

Kunyu Mountain is too cold after all, even if you are wearing a fox fur, surrounded by a bonfire, and covered with a blanket, as long as you take a look at the overlapping and overlapping, high and low snow-capped mountains, and then you are excited by the cold wind, and you can't stay sleepy at all. Lying down like this, it is inevitable that thoughts will fly.

Mr. Jiazi said: "Your master said that you should eat more and think less about your heart. It's late at night, so let's all rest. ”

"Uncle Shizu, Senior Brother, the first day of the first month of the first month is my birthday. ”

Li Ang's eyes were closed, and his voice was as soft as a dream.

Mr. Jiazi is very happy that he can have another meal. Ji Xin rolled his eyes and said, "I know, when the time comes, Senior Brother will definitely give you a surprise." ”

"We'll see. "Li Anxinzhong

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In the next two days, it was quite calm, only Gu Buyan was dissatisfied with Tianji Palace's wide acceptance of disciples, and competed with Tai for talents, and came to look for it once, but was tepidly pushed back by Li An.

In this Hongmeng Festival, the new disciples recruited by the major factions together were only four hundred and three. After all, there are people who are qualified to cultivate immortals, and they are really one in ten thousand, and they can't be forced to come. Yes is yes, no is no.

The single Tianji Palace faction actually accepted more than 200 people, so it is no wonder that other sects are jealous.

An immortal grand meeting has come to an end in a blink of an eye, and according to the custom, in the last three days, the head of the three holy lands will personally perform the Dharma and preach.

This time, Feng Qingyan, the master of the Heavenly Machine Palace, was in retreat, and Li An discussed with the elders and decided to replace the master with the heart to perform the Fa.

Zen Master Baojue tarnished his reputation, and as soon as he stepped on Cuiping Peak, he was slashed by his titular father-in-law, Lao Taishan. Fortunately, Baojue has divine power to protect his body, and the "Phaseless Divine Armor" is invulnerable, and ordinary flying swords can't hurt him at all.

Facing the early morning sun, he slowly climbed the high platform, folded his hands, his face was kind, and said in a soft voice in the old man: "Instant as if you come, in Leo, Nirvana Sangha, Sangha pear, take the Seven Treasures, lead the hand, take the scarf that Polotian offered, and tie it into a knot in front of the public......."

A rotten egg flew out of the crowd and hit the face of Zen Master Baojue, and the stinky liquid slid down Baojue's cheek and dripped on the dusty moon-white robe.

There was a loud noise in front of the Shangqing Palace, and the ensuing foul language, the tsunami-like cursing sound of the mountains, and the rotten eggs and rotten cabbage whistling in the sky made Baojue's Buddha's heart, which was neither increasing nor decreasing, not being born nor extinguished, and not being dirty and impure, also trembled slightly. He glanced at Xiu Yuan, who was pale in the crowd, and suddenly smiled, his heart was empty, his voice became more and more compassionate, and he continued to preach without changing his face.

Li An couldn't help but sigh softly, this scripture preached by Zen Master Baojue, he heard his father talk about it when he was a child.

In the story, when the amorous swordsman encounters a frustration and wants to escape into the empty door, he asks the master to shave his ordination, and the master will say, "The benefactor is not pure, and the fate is not over, so it is better to go home." ”

What do the "six roots" refer to? The six roots are actually a Buddhist term that refers to the six senses of the human being: eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind.

The eyes can see the colors, the ears can hear the sounds, the nose can smell the fragrance, the tongue can taste, the body can feel, and the mind can know the law.

Seeing is not believing, and hearing is not necessarily true. The sound of dogs and horses is inspiring

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Color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and law sometimes blind people's minds and disturb people's perception of the essence of things. (See Prologue, Death of Chaos.) ）

In order to enlighten the crowd, the Buddha sat down in front of the Seven Treasures, put his hand on the coffee table, picked up a silk scarf, tied a knot in public, and asked Ananda, "What is this?" Ananda said, "This is a knot." And they all said, "This is a knot." ”

The Buddha folded the silk scarf, tied a knot, and asked Ananda again, "What is this?" and Ananda said, "This is also a knot." And so they answered. The Buddha twisted a total of six times, using six knots on a silk scarf to metaphorize the six roots of people.

Then Ananda asked, "World-honored One, how can we untie these six knots?

The Buddha pulled the silk scarf with his hand, pulled it to the left side, and asked him, "If so, is it possible?"

Ananda said, "No." The Buddha turned his hand, pulled the silk scarf to the right side, and asked Ananda again, "Is this the solution?"

The answer is definitely no.

The Buddha said, "Then you say, how can you unravel it?"

Ananda said, "World-honored One, you should start with the knot in order to untie it." ”

The Buddha said, "That's right, that's it, to untie a knot, you have to start with the knot." When I say that the Dharma arises from causes, it is not taken from the false appearance of everything in the world. Outside the boundary, a drop of rain also knows the number of heads. So, Ananda, the six roots of impurity are in your heart, and if the knots in your heart are untied and the dust is disillusioned, you will naturally be able to see the essence of things and attain complete purity. ”

The morning sun is shining, the smoke is gathered, the Dharma is profound, Li An seems to understand whether he understands or not, but he follows Xiuyuan's love-hate entanglement, complaining and crying resentful gaze, and sees an acquaintance.

Yin Rumo was dressed in a white moire brocade robe, and stood exceptionally quietly in the midst of the noise. has ordinary facial features, but everywhere reveals a temperament as warm as jade.

The once admired Buddhist monk, under the siege of the fanatics and the insults of the crowd, raised the silk scarf in his hand and asked the audience: "If so, is it solved?"

Li An thought that Baojue would gradually unravel the mystery according to the story in the scriptures, but who knew that he asked twice: "If so, is it solved?" Suddenly put aside the Buddhist scriptures, looked at Yin Rumo and bowed slightly, and said, "Can you solve it?"

The bell must also be tied to the bell, Xiuyuan's unmarried pregnancy knot, the Buddha can't untie it, and Baojue can't untie it.

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