Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 79 Don't Allow... Ruin My Cultivation

"Okay, then Concubine Yin...wait and see." Hua Concubine Yin fixedly looked at the young man sitting next to him, seeing his high-spirited, quiet, deep eyes with a hint of contempt, she couldn't help but smiled and said As he spoke, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes, but he obviously noticed the young man sitting in front of him, but he was slightly startled, but he took it as usual.

Speaking of which, she was also quite surprised, after drinking on weekdays, she always had a sense of smugness, like walking on the clouds, a small boat sailing in the rivers and lakes, and the undercurrent under the boat was turbulent, it was a kind of unspeakable feeling for her. Feel.

Then, there will be a sense of emptiness and guilt in my heart.

But at this moment, I don't know if it's because the young man is by my side. Although her eyes are drunk and blurred, there is an unspeakable peace lingering in her heart, as if the person in front of her has an aura that makes her calm and calm.

Involuntarily, she drank a few more glasses, Hua Feiyin's cheeks were red like fire, and her eyes were hazy from drunkenness. It was indeed a long time since she drank so heartily.

Su Zhao picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but he didn't think much about it. Looking at the drunken Concubine Hua with a charming face, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and said with emotion: "It's a green lantern that doesn't return guests, but because of Dirty wine leaves dust behind... If Miss Hua can trust Su, she might as well get drunk here and talk about her worries."

As the owner, he may be able to use his own feelings as a bargaining chip, but he will not do some dirty tricks of picking up corpses. This is a matter of tolerance and structure.

When Concubine Hua heard the words, her bright and charming eyes flickered slightly, and there was a faint sparkle of stars, and she said with emotion: "This poem... really suits my state of mind."

"Then for this poem...you can't have a drink?" Su Zhao smiled brightly, poured a cup of wine, and raised his glass to invite.

Hua Feiyin smiled lightly, but the Lingtai still retained the last sliver of clarity, stared at Su Zhao for a long time, and said seriously: "Su Zhao, let me tell you... I promise my Buddha in my heart, you don't... don't let me practice badly .”

Su Zhao was slightly taken aback, then laughed dumbly, and said: "Perhaps Feiyin doesn't know, a drunk person is like a puddle of mud, even... it is boring. If Feiyin doesn't dislike it, you might as well tell me about it." Your experiences over the years have also allowed me, a young prince who was born in a family of Zhongming Dingshi and grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, to listen to the sufferings of the world."

Concubine Hua was silent for a moment when she heard the words, a look of memory appeared on her face.

Although the voice was soft and melodious as before, but it gradually became deep, and he said in a trembling voice: "Last year, the country of Ba had no rain for a long period of time, the land was thousands of miles away, and there was no harvest. The government of the country of Ba was unable to provide relief. Hungry and dying all over the fields, waiting for the bark to be eaten, to eat the seeds of Yi, have you... ever seen such a tragedy in the world?"

Su Zhao frowned, and asked doubtfully, "Ba and Yu have always been fertile and fertile for thousands of miles, and the products are abundant. It should be due to the favorable weather. Why did the drought occur?"

He really didn't know anything about this matter, not to mention that he hadn't ascended to the position of lord last year and was raised in a deep palace. It is difficult to notice a humanitarian crisis in a small country thousands of miles away.

"Droughts, floods, military disasters... this world is happening all the time, maybe it's when we are talking, and I don't know how many people died..." Concubine Hua's voice was beautiful and beautiful, and gradually cast a shadow. Layers of compassion.

Su Zhao remained silent, and couldn't help showing some respect for the woman in front of her who didn't look like a monk.

Or as the woman said, her heart to the Buddha is probably sincere, but it is only Buddhism, how can it help the world and the people?
"Actually, the Taoist sect of the immortal family has great magical powers. It can rain rain with magical powers to alleviate the drought. In the two countries of Bayu and Yu, I heard that the wind of worshiping Buddha is full of countryside. There are three Buddhist temples and one nunnery there. , should be able to regulate rainwater, if there are countless people, it is also a great merit." Su Zhaolang said.

"There are a lot of obstacles in the way of human luck, and the Taoists of Xianzong are afraid of karma and responsibility like a tiger. I asked my master, and she said that everything is just a number of days, and it is difficult to reverse. Only when I am in the Pure Land of Buddha's Ultimate Bliss can I achieve long-term peace." Hua Hua Feiyin slightly opened her misty eyes, looked at Su Zhao, her cheeks were on fire, and said drunkenly.

Su Zhao was silent again. Of course he already knew the arrogance of the immortal sect in this world, but the Buddhist sect just sat and watched, still made him a little puzzled?
It must be that there is no merit to be gained in it, and it is hard work.

Suppressing these speculations, she couldn't help asking: "Feiyin, do you think Master's words... are credible?"

"My master has always been merciful, so he would never lie to me, but I don't know when the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss will appear." Concubine Hua's flushed cheeks were full of bewilderment.

Hearing this, Su Zhao was silent for a moment, but secretly shook his head, thinking: "It seems that Buddhism has already realized that the world will change, and has prepared for it."

Concubine Hua raised another glass of wine, took a sip, and said sadly, "Although I have helped some common people, but my cultivation level is so low that I can't get enough of it."

Su Zhao sighed: "If you have a little effort, let's do your best. Not to mention that everyone thinks this way, even if a small half think this way, the world will be clear."

Concubine Hua savored Su Zhao's words carefully, and said with a light smile, "This is a very good statement, it should be clear."

Drink the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Concubine Yin's ambition seems to be to be the Avalokitesvara who saves the suffering." Su Zhao raised a glass of wine and sipped.

This world of immortals has Buddhism, of course there are three thousand Buddhas, and the myths and legends of the Tathagata World Honored One are spread, but the stories are mostly fabricated, and they are not the same as the prehistoric world, but the theme of the story of saving suffering is similar with minor differences.

"I don't care if those mythical characters are true or not, but their supernatural powers are earth-shattering. How can I... make it." Hua Feiyin said softly.

Su Zhao raised the wine cup, took a sip, looked at Hua Feiyin with a half-smile, and jokingly said: "Guanyin, Feiyin, it's only one word away, I remember Feiyin also has a magic treasure of a willow jade bottle, right? , now there is a lack of a lotus platform."

Concubine Hua cast a sidelong glance at Su Zhao, her beautiful eyes were rippling, and she said coquettishly, "Su Zhao, don't you try to deceive me... You disciple, you have something in your words and a needle in your cotton."

"Cough cough..."

Su Zhao's face was reddish, after all, he didn't collapse, he choked up the drink, wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and thought to himself, did he meet a female driver?Only female drivers have always been the ones who step on the gas pedal with high heels in case of emergencies.

After Hua Feiyin finished speaking, her eyebrows and eyes were downcast, her cheeks were flushed red, and she felt her heart beating violently for a moment. What happened to her just now, how could she say such... loose words.

He couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his hot cheeks, "I'm really...drunk."

But I don't know why, apart from blushing afterwards, I don't feel any guilt. Instead, there is a sense of comfort, the bottleneck stuck in the realm of relics, as if there is a sense of loosening.

With this surprise, I couldn't help but feel doubts in my heart. I raised a pair of misty and bright eyes, and looked at the young man with sharp eyebrows. There was a trance in front of my eyes, and the light and shadow intertwined. I practice!?"

However, this absurd scene, perhaps some kind of imaginary afterimage about the future, just passed by in a flash, and it didn't even stay in Hua Feiyin's heart for too long before it was dispelled.

At this moment, Su Zhao picked up the wine cup, with a calm expression on his face, sipping a sip, but did not continue to tease, the dirty joke just now, it may be elegant to mention it once, but it is obscene and wretched to keep mentioning it all the time.

(End of this chapter)