No matter if you can't practice martial arts or can't recite scriptures, Nanshan Zen Buddhism will not keep a waste for no reason.

No matter if he has a problem with his character or lacks a root in his brain, no one will allow him to sit and wait for death to be lazy.

This is said to be an incompetent immortal.

So empty sorrow will come.

There is no doubt that the Incompetent Great Immortal is the most worrying one of the Nanshan Zen sects.

Let's just dig sweet potatoes, dig all morning, what about sweet potatoes?

There is no doubt that the sweet potato must have been swallowed by the impotent alone, and the empty sorrow can be seen without a third eye: "Evil animal!"

There has been a change!

After all, he became a monk and had compassion, so he made a twelve-point effort with one palm, ready to give the evil animal a happy heart: "Woo!"

Don't you know that the evil animal, a harrier in the air turned over, and it actually avoided the palm that the empty sorrow was bound to get!

That's impossible!

So he was stunned, but he saw that the thing made a lazy donkey roll again, and it ejected like electricity: "Whew-"

He crouched on the ground and turned into a cat in a blink of an eye: "Huh, hey, hey, hey, hey?"

It's strange to be incompetent, and it's hard to be patient and curious: "Fu Hu Palm Technique? Fighting Cattle across the Mountain? This is not right, Uncle Shi, you obviously didn't hit it, haha!" Incompetence is incompetence, and he instantly realized: "No wonder! It turned out to be the Divine Palm of Rulai! Uncle Ancestor of Empty Compassion, your martial arts are really too high!"

"Amitabha!" Empty sorrow ignored it, looked at the black tiger, and looked surprised: "But where did it come from, black tiger?"

A cat is a cat, a tiger is a tiger, and a living Buddha is a living Buddha. Empty sorrow is empty sorrow.

The black tiger looked up in shock. Finally know——

This is the wrong person.

The clothes are not right. The red and the gray, the skin color is wrong, the one is darker, the hair is wrong, this one is even less, the taste is not right, it is not the same taste! It turns out that this is not a living Buddha, it turns out that a living Buddha is not alive. The black tiger was hungry and sad in his heart, but he didn't move, he lay down on the ground in the snow, and whimpered in his throat: "Oh!

But there were no tears in his eyes.

People have words, beasts have beast words, what they see and hear is different, and they get differently.

In the eyes of empty sorrow, the black tiger is crying, repenting, lost and returning, and wants to change his ways: "Amitabha-"

Good!

And he touched his forehead with his hand. He whispered in his mouth: "Always be a receptive, and do not kill or steal." Do not speak badly, speak falsely and gossip. This is a proverb from the Sutra of Wisdom and Foolishness: "The mind is not greedy for desires, has no poisonous thoughts, and renounces all evil views, which is for the bodhisattva." "What is said is that Kongbei is a high-ranking monk who has attained the Tao, and when he sees the tiger like this, he feels remorseful: "Amitabha-"

Sin!

A tiger is a tiger, hungry for food, what is the excesses?

Empty sorrow has a resentful thought, empty sorrow moves a murderous heart, and the black tiger also repents, what about empty sorrow?

That is to say, the empty sorrow woke up at that moment and had an epiphany!

So he sat down in front of the tiger, stripped himself of his clothes, bare his chest and arms, and smiled, ready to follow the example of Mahasattva, and to perform it with joy.

But all this is what makes the black tiger feel so familiar and so cordial: "Woo!"

Despite the difference in what we see, despite the difference in what we hear, despite the difference between man and beast, we have to be all in one mind: "Oh!

The black tiger lay down peacefully, and its roar was pleasant and contented.

Black Tiger finally understood that the Living Buddha was reincarnated, just like Black Tiger was a swordsman in his previous life, and the Living Buddha did not die.

The Living Buddha is here.

"Ah, no, don't you? Feed the tiger with your body? Cut the meat and feed the eagle? This is another game-" I can't understand it, I can't accept it, everything is abnormal these days, especially today: "This is not right, Uncle Shi, there are three tigers in the story, and this one of you is still black, let's talk about people, let's talk about that, uh! There is!" It is undeniable that the incompetent Daxian is definitely a person with eyesight, and he sent a knife at the moment: "I said Uncle Shi, you have to cut off the meat, feed it, feed it! Blood must be seen!"

"Ami!" "Empty sorrow once again had a resentful thought, and empty sorrow once again moved to kill, the reason why the old monk of empty sorrow who had already attained the Tao could not become a Buddha for a long time was because of this idiot disciple: "Buddha!"

Incompetence ran away.

In any case, the feeling of being wet and cold in the crotch of the pants is very uncomfortable, it is cold and cold, and the inability is to run back to change a pair of pants, and by the way, roast the fire. As for whether the uncle of the empty sorrow master will be incompetent to cut the flesh, I don t want to know, anyway, the knife is in his hand, and the knife is very fast, so it is very good. And the reason why there are knives is because sweet potatoes have skin and mud, and they are incapable of never eating things that are not clean: "Roast, roast!" The dead rat was taken away by the incompetent, and the rat meat is also meat, and it is quite fragrant to eat when grilled: "Sizzle-"

Ha!

"Ha! hahaha!" "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha

Six words were issued in one breath, and the words were loud, and he was still unsatisfied, and he added another word: "Disaster Star!"

"God! Don't let people live? There is still no place to be reasonable!" Peony was furious and roared like a tiger: "You let Wuzen go, you say, you said it yourself! Is it you, is it not?" It was Dinghai who let Wuzen go, Dinghai is the culprit, Dinghai snorted coldly, and said: "Yes what! Peony sneered and sneered, and said: "Reason walks all over the world, it is difficult to move an inch without reason, you are an old immortal who harmed my family Wuzen, and you came to wronged me Niu Peony, hum! You deserve to die!

"!" Dinghai yelled, and finally became discouraged: "Get out!"

"Heh-" The Buddha roared as a lion, and the momentum was amazing, and others would get out, but this was a bull peony like a mad tiger: "Whoa!"

When I took a sip, my face bloomed!

Dinghai was furious, let it spit on his face, do it himself, and didn't talk nonsense, so he slapped it with a palm -

"This is the Ka Ye Yin Moon Palm. Shou Idiot explained: "Hurting people invisibly, he is one of the eighty-two stunts of Nanshan Zen Buddhism."

At the same time, the water sleeves brushed the clouds, and took it for his beloved disciple: "Don't do it, it hurts the harmony." ”

"That's it!" Peony straightened his chest and crossed his waist, and said proudly: "If you can't say that others are going to be rude, it's quite unreasonable!

Not again.

"You are!" The gods and nuns and apprentices are the same enemy, and the dumb monk is sure that the sea power cannot be defeated, but in anger, he will definitely see a true chapter today: "Whose person!"

Dinghai refers to the fool, when Dinghai even said three words, he said that he was going to deny the six relatives!

The idiot shook his head, and sighed faintly: "The idiot is not anyone's person, the idiot helps the relatives, Peony-"

"Peony listens to Master!" Peony said very wisely: "Peony is Master's person!"

At this point, the shou idiot used his eyes as a knife, revealing his edge: "Who are you?"

Dinghai was speechless.

This is a battle between Yuelao Mountain Peach Blossom Nunnery and Nanshan Zen Buddhism, and it is even more about this family, who is in charge of the question: "Say!"

"Ami!" Two fists are invincible to four hands, and the monk has to bow his head: "Buddha!"

All the time.

Of course, if you talk about fighting, two idiots and eight cow peonies can't beat the old monk Dinghai, but if you talk about quarrels-

It doesn't matter.

The important thing is that the peony cried.

"Bitter, bitter, I can't live this day!" The tiger turned into a kitten, black and red are the same, and the peony was inexplicably even more sad, only crying more pitifully: "The old one bullies people indiscriminately, and the little one becomes a dead fool——"

It doesn't matter either, what matters is that incompetence is listening outside the door.

“...... I didn't kill that Hubaleng man, if you want to blame it, blame Fang Bad Shui'er......"

The dead rat fell to the ground, and its ears were pricked up!

“...... When I saw him do it, I went crazy without Zen! What can I do? You say, you say......"

Needless to say.

Incompetence has been heard.

Incompetence is not angry, incompetence is unusually calm, because when a person is really angry, he is unusually calm -

Incompetence silently walked away.

There was only one dead rat left outside the window, and a few tears fell on the black and red color of the soil, seeping into the mud.

The world has collapsed, and all that remains is destruction, a huba cilen has fallen, and there is an incompetence.

And incompetence!

Guarding the door, farming, when incompetence is a very, what is a very!

Idiot?Waste?Who said that?Who said that!

Incompetence is the incompetence of omnipotence, and not, the incompetence of powerlessness, why are there always people who do not understand, do not understand!

Incompetent immortals, re-emerge from the rivers and lakes!(To be continued......)