Wuzen stared blankly at the mountain, and opened his mouth wide.

It's just, it's almost bigger than a cave with no Zen walls!

Wu Zen has lived for eighteen years, and he has never been so wronged as he is now, and he is still at a loss.

They, they, they don't want to be Zen-free anymore?

Muzen cried, cried sadly.

Go for it. Monk Lingxiu is so plain.

The old monk of Dinghai is extremely strict!

Amitabha Buddha - That's the abbot of empty hearing.

Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha - Wu Zen is blasted out!

There is no way to do that, who taught Wuzen to do something wrong?

Wuzen is wrong, it's a punishment.

Although I still don't know what is wrong with Wuzen.

Wuzen whined and looked down at the crotch there, it was the culprit.

What the elder brother said, that is the root of all evil!

Then Wow Wow cried, crying even more sadly!

Halfway up the mountain, the stream is cheerful, the sun is in the sky, and the sound of cicadas is as warm as ever, as if they are bidding farewell without Zen. But I don't want to go, I don't want to go, I don't want to go, I can't help it, I don't want to go, I don't want to go, I don't want to go, I don't want to go, I don't want to go There was a bald head reflected in the water, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose and wide mouth, and he was also crying.

Wuzen grew up and became a large Wuzen.

It's still no Zen, that's it.

But the hands and feet are bigger, the shoulders are wider, the arms and legs are longer, and, and there are.

There is also a place where it becomes bigger, and sometimes it is big and sometimes it is small, and it is very disobedient, which makes Wuzen very headache!

"Or do you want to cut it?" Wuzen said to himself, "yes, maybe it's better to remove it!"

But that, that, what about peeing?

It's very difficult to have no Zen.

Wuzen sighed, unbuttoned his trouser belt and urinated on the mountain, then sighed again.

Lift your pants and go down the hill gloomily.

-- This is resignation.

"What about Wu Chan, Senior Brother Wu Chan?Wu Zen Senior Brother?" At this time, a person returned facing the wall, anxiously looking for Wu Chan: "Senior brother, where are you, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes-" This is a white and fat monk, not tall, and flattering. It's a big incompetence. Everyone knows the deep relationship between a fool and an idiot, so the monks can't bear to hide their faces. Snickering. These are all bad people, they are bad people! Incompetence has long seen it, and at that time Incompetence was frightened and angry, and he immediately rushed over with great viciousness to teach them a lesson!

Then I learned about that one, bad news.

――I went down the mountain without Zen and thought about it, and walked alone.

God! This can make the incompetent how to live! It is conceivable that it is necessary to cry loudly, and it is normal to seek death and life, and the incompetence will immediately chase him over, and he will not be separated from the end of the world after finding and following the Wuzen senior brother. Then he thought about it again, and he was even more strictly guarded. They are bad people, they can't treat incompetence like this, but incompetence has no place to reason. They are bad people, they are jealous, the martial arts of the Wuzen brother are high and the character is good, only the Wuzen is a good person, they can't treat the Wuzen like this, but there is no place to reason with the incompetence. Even if incompetence is a mortal immortal in the world, he used to be in charge of eating and drinking.

This is clearly a sin, a serious, sin!

No! Incompetence farts hard!

Smoked yourself hard!

Incompetent to cry and lie down.

Regarding the problem that happened to Wuzen, Wuchan and Wuzen have also been discussed many times.

The conclusion is: Wu Zen is a mortal, and Wu Yi is an immortal.

Because there is no incompetence, there has never been.

Incompetence is not to be bothered by this.

Because the brothers have had-

A pillar of optimus.

Sin, sin! This must be a punishment from heaven to punish these bad people severely! This is the result of not knowing how to respect the impotent gods of the earthly gods. But Brother Wuzen is clearly a good person, and he knows how to respect himself, this immortal, why, why, why Brother Wuzen is too, and even more, a pillar of optimus! It takes a lot of effort to pee! No, no, this doesn't make sense! Incompetence is incomprehensible, so he is ready to go back to heaven to seek justice for Brother Wuzen! If God does not give justice to the dear Brother Wuzen and does not give an explanation to the angry incompetence, then the incompetence will definitely turn around and make a fuss and smoke all the useless bad immortals to death!

That's it!

That is true. Impotent to sleep with tears.

It's hot, it's hot, it's so hot that it's not good, heaven and earth are like a steamer.

The old monk was also drowsy. The old monk slowly closed his eyes, and seemed to have fallen asleep: "Fight!" A roar came from under the tree, and one of the four great King Kongs raised his fist and slammed it twice!

The third eye, worthy of its name.

Under the scorching sun, a group of young monks were bare their chests and arms, shouting and drinking, their fists and feet were flying, sweating like rain, their bald heads were shiny, and their muscles were greatly bulging! The little monks have grown up, half of the young people are full of energy, vigorous blood, and martial arts have Jackie Chan and fierce tigers, and Nanshan Zen Buddhism can be said to be successors. In addition to the lack of Zen and incompetence, the monks of the wordless generation are all here. Wuzen martial arts are the highest and no one can compare, and incompetent martial arts are the lowest, no one can compare.

The two of them are just as stupid as they are, and no one can compare.

As for the reason why the fool Wuzen was unfortunately expelled from the mountain gate, everyone also knows it. At that time, the monk Wuzen didn't know so he thought that he was so anxious that he yelled that everyone saw it, and then Wuzen didn't take it seriously, and the crotch of the pants was high, swaggering, walking around inside and out, and everyone saw it, they all didn't understand it, and they were ashamed, but fortunately, everyone's situation was not as serious as Wuzen, so Wuzen was bombarded down the mountain-

In fact, there is no Zen, it is wronged.

During the recess, we started talking.

Wuhua sighed: "The cause of the day before yesterday will reap the fruit of today, and we should take it as a warning and reflect on it every day." Wuguo asked: "Senior brother, how do you say this?" Wuhua sighed: "The red dust is stained, the love is deep, I see that the junior brother of Wuzen has come back from the last time, and it will be, hey!" said that he took out a red handkerchief in his arms, with a heavy face and regret: "This is the thing, although I deliberately cover it for him, this catastrophe is finally impossible to eliminate!"

"Amitabha-" the monks chanted in unison.

"Burn it! burn it! It's a monster!" Wu Di roared loudly, his eyes red as fire!

Wuhua shook her head and put the handkerchief into her arms: "My heart is like a mirror, my heart can't wave, I can lower this thing, no need." The monks were stunned for a moment, and unintentionally asked: "Senior brother, you talked in your dreams that night, and said yes, uh, spring water mandarin ducks, people are more than Paxiang, tsk, tsk!" Wuhua was stunned, frowned, and said: "How do I not know? What are you talking about?" Unintentionally swallowed and saliva, and suddenly blushed: "I want to kiss the mouth, move, tsk, tsk, tsk-"

"Don't talk nonsense! What nonsense!" Wuhua snorted coldly and shook her head again and again: "How could it be me?" You must have heard it wrong!" Ignorant on the side suddenly said: "No wonder, no wonder! Senior brother, no wonder I always see you secretly drying pillows, it turns out to-" Wugen immediately nodded: "Yes, I have also seen it, and there are quilts, and senior brother often has to dry them, that's the case!" Wuhua's face did not change color, but sweat flowed down: "Nonsense, nonsense, that's because-"

"Demons, demons!" Wu Di sighed and bowed again and again to the western sky: "Buddha Buddha, give me boundless mana to cleanse the evil of the world!" Buddha Buddha, give me the power of God, and wipe out all demons-" This is the demon of the heart! It is difficult to eradicate, the burden on Wudi's shoulders is very heavy, very heavy, not to mention sentient beings, there is no cleansing and cannot cope with himself.

No flower is in interpretation, no cleansing is in repentance.

"Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, The Third Eye is here!"

A Zen room.

An old monk was sadly, silently shedding tears, and his thin body looked so old and desolate. Monk Wuzen went down the mountain, and Monk Dinghai finally showed an extremely rare vulnerable side, and Dinghai burst into tears. Lingxiu then persuaded: "Uncle Shi, there will be nothing wrong without Zen, and if you can't die without Zen, Lingxiu promises-"

"Bang!" "Click!" "It's a commotion!" Dinghai slapped it with a heavy palm, and the wooden table was instantly torn apart! Dinghai looked at Lingxiu fixedly, and said word by word: "Just, such as, this, table!" Lingxiu shrunk his neck and said abruptly: "Uncle Shi, Lingxiu only has one life, but this is the eighth table." Dinghai snorted heavily: "Go get it!" Lingxiu said: "Yes." Kong Wen said, "No." Immediately, the two old monks looked at each other angrily, and Monk Lingxiu was once again in a dilemma-

Uncle Shi's mood is understandable, and Master's distress is also understandable, whether it is right or wrong to destroy tables and chairs like this, everything is Lingxiu's fault. Wu Zen went down the mountain alone, and the idea was Lingxiu. The little monk has grown up, and he will still be a little monk when he grows up, so that's fine. The little monk is brave and diligent, and his martial arts are getting higher and higher, even better than Lingxiu back then, that's it. The little monk's heart is really as good as his own self, and he is really a good little monk, and he is the meat of everyone's heart, so that's it. However, the little monk is at the peak of his qi and blood, and he is practicing the martial arts of the most rigid and yang, and he is extremely simple in his mind, and even the essence is firm, and a little Yuan Yang is never leaked.

Even a pillar of optimus, the golden gun will not fall!

-- That's the reason why you don't go down the mountain.

――This is not the reason why I went down the mountain without Zen.

The real reason is that Lingxiu doesn't want to be Zen-free and clings to my thoughts.

Although there is no meditation, I am not attached to my thoughts.

The real reason is that Lingxiu wants Wuzen to go out and see it.

-- That's all.

The Buddha has Mahayana and Hinayana divisions, Mahayana for sentient beings, and Hinayana for self-cultivation. What about Nanshan Zen Buddhism? People in Zen Buddhism are also divided, or like the old monk of Dinghai, his heart is Mahayana, but he is not big. Or if you hear the abbot in the air, you have the intention of Hinayana but you can't be small. Who is higher and who is lower? There are different opinions, and there is no definite opinion. Back then, Lingxiu wanted to give up its small size to become big, but as a result, he went crazy. Lingxiu didn't want Wuzen to become the second Lingxiu, Lingxiu wanted to find the Zen that he had been searching for but couldn't know through Wuzen. And there is no Zen without Zen, and without Zen does not know what Mahayana and Hinayana are.

Maybe in Zen, maybe in the world.

To say that it is to see it means to find one's own Zen without Zen.

So as to find the answer to that question.

What is the use of a Buddha in treating people with people?

But Lingxiu's idea came out, and the people were sent down the mountain, but it was also the same, and he was not at ease.

This is the sending away of an ignorant child, whose name is Wuzen.

Is it possible to get something out of nothing?

Lingxiu sighed and said: "Uncle Shi, it's Lingxiu's fault, and if you don't have Zen, it's like a white silk falling into a ten-color dyeing vat, which is really a blessing and a curse." Dinghai snorted heavily, glared at him fiercely, but didn't cry: "Baibi!" Lingxiu was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have an understanding: "Uncle Shi, what do you mean by this?" Dinghai nodded and let out a long breath: "Baibi, is, Baibi!" Baibi is flawless, no more than white paper, Wuzen monks must be perfect, how to go out, how to come back, not impregnated by all kinds of things in the world! This is the idea of the old monk of Dinghai, sure and certain, this is the explanation of the old monk of Dinghai, and this is the only reason why the old monk is willing to let the little monk go down the mountain. Lingxiu suddenly smiled and said: "I see! Uncle Shi, without Zen martial arts, the golden body can be established, this time it will be no surprises and no dangers, not to mention ......"

"Go again, get one, table!" Dinghai waved his hand, impatient, and said.

Or explain a few words, it's a secret.

Dinghai eats, so a sentence must be said separately, one at a time, no more than two words. Because of this, Dinghai was often ashamed to laugh when he was young, which is also the reason why the old monk of Dinghai had a bad temper. It is precisely because of this that Dinghai practiced martial arts more diligently, harder, and even like a madman, so Dinghai fought all over the world in the world, and he was even more silent and ruthless, and no one was afraid of it, so that the world became famous.

Dumb monk.

So Lingxiu went out again and went out to move the table.

In fact, Lingxiu still has something to say, in fact, Lingxiu is relieved.

Kong Wen let out a long sigh and muttered out the door: "Nan Wu, Ami, Buddha!"