Typewriter becomes a daily practice

If he hadn't received Luo Yuehua's sound transmission talisman, An Ziji would have really planned to stay in this inn as his long-term small stronghold. When he just woke up, he saw the note left by Tan Shaomo, knowing that Luo Yuehua and Ji Yujin stayed in Nanhuazong, and their lives were safe, so he didn't have to worry about it. That's why Da Ziji could stay at the inn and wait for Shao Mo to talk about.

At this moment, when he received Luo Yuehua's sound transmission talisman, he replied that he was not surprised. You must know that he had tried to send two sound transmission talismans to Luo Yuehua and the others, but in the end both sound transmission talismans were returned, obviously because Luo Yuehua Where Hua and Ji Yujin were located, there was a shielding array of sound transmission symbols.

After thinking for a while, the answer Ji knew that Tan Shaomo must have made arrangements before leaving, and told Luo Yuehua and the others that he could receive Luo Yuehua's sound transmission symbol. Thinking of this answer, Ji shrugged his nose, and then He patted his face, hugged the white cat, stood up straight, looked around the room, and then stepped out the door.

When An Ziji arrived at Nanhuazong, his mood suddenly calmed down. He found that the Buddhist practice of Nanhuazong was very different from the monks in other places. The Buddhist practice of Nanhuazong had a kind of peace from the heart. The sense of peace, this sense of peace can be reflected through many intuitive small details. The little Buddha Xiu who is coming towards you walks in a leisurely manner. When he sees him, he will smile slightly, nod his head, and pass by the stones in the fish pond. There are many tortoises coming out to bask in the sun, and groups of bright red carp swimming slowly in the water.

The melodious Sanskrit sound slowly came from the depths of the green hills, ethereal and melodious, and the whole person's soul seemed to have been washed. Answering Ziji walked slowly on the cobbled path, feeling inexplicably comfortable.

There are no special monks to stop the Nanhua sect from entering the sect, and there is no serious gate. From the foot of the mountain, there are trails that branch off. As long as the monks with the certificate of the Nanhua sect walk on any trail, they can walk slowly to Nanhua. Zong, but if there is no one, he will walk and walk back to the foot of the mountain.

Answer Ziji just walked like this, he has Luo Yuehua's sound transmission talisman on his body, and there is also a Buddhist master named Yi Nian's entry jade slip, so he is not afraid of not being able to find a place, wait until Answer Ziji follows the guidance of the jade slip When he walked to the Sutra Pavilion, he felt extremely relaxed and had some expectations. He never thought that he would have the opportunity to enter the Sutra Pavilion of the Nanhua Sect.

Soon Aziji saw two figures in black cloaks. The familiar attire made Aziji smile knowingly on his face. When he got closer, Aziji grinned: "Are you all right?" ? Look! I've grown taller!"

Ji Yujin looked at Da Ziji who was gesticulating with his hand on his tiptoes, met those round clear eyes, and stretched out his hand to rub Da Ziji's hair: "Well, I've grown taller, keep working hard."

And Luo Yuehua at the side also stood on tiptoe, and smiled triumphantly at Answer Ji: "Hahahaha, I'm taller!"

The answer Ji snorted softly, and turned his head. At this moment, Ji Yujin ran on Luo Yuehua in a serious daily manner: "After all, the lower body has not yet formed, and it can be stretched and stretched at will."

"Hahahaha." Answer Ji smiled and rolled his eyes, the strange feeling that he hadn't seen for a long time disappeared in this gag, it's really great that they are fine.

"How did you come to Nanhuazong?" Answer Ziji slowly talked about the business, "I had an appointment to watch the aircraft competition together! By the way, have you checked the cloud forum? I heard that the audience is eating spicy food. It's fun to watch, and those who eat stinky tofu and snail noodles are strictly prohibited from entering the venue to watch."

"That's quite interesting. There must be a lot of monks who read it. I'll buy two photo stones later." Luo Yuehua silently ignored Ji Yujin's push, and a magnanimous demon like him is really getting more and more Less and less, "We were abducted by a young monk this time, saying that we had evil thoughts, and then his master said he was messing around, and compensated us for staying in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion for three months. The messy evil thoughts that I said are gone, so this time I made a profit overall!"

Luo Yuehua was very pleased. It was not in vain for him to stay in the Sutra Pavilion for the past three months. He read a lot, and found some parts that overlapped with the contents of the notes left by his great-grandfather. Ji Yujin made a game together. After he combined the system that An Ziji told them before, he already had a model. Thinking about the time when the whole cultivation world will play games together, it's really red chicken!

Seeing that Ziji was a little confused because of Luo Yuehua's rough summary, Ji Yujin smiled lightly, knowing in his heart what he could leave in today's private post. Tan Shaomo left in a hurry, but what should be said Nothing was left behind, and it was clearly stated in the private post on Yuntan, only that he would be away for a while, and during this period, please ask Ji Yujin and Luo Yuehua to record every time they meet with Answer Ji.

Ji Yujin regarded Answer Ji as his younger brother, but under the brainwashing praise of the big boss day and night, he was a little more tolerant of Answer Ji in his heart, and he explained it slowly, which was better than Luo Yue just now. Hua spoke in a lot more detail, and Aziji understood what happened to them, and then Aziji scratched his head: "It feels like you are safe and sound in general, but I feel like I'm still there. Amo has nothing to do with it."

The answer Ji remembered very clearly that the jade slip named Master Yi Nian that came with Luo Yuehua's sound transmission talisman said on it - thank you for the predestined person.

Then he led him to the Sutra Pavilion, facing Ji Yu's doubts, Ji Yu thought that he could read the text in the past three months, and he had a guess in his heart, which was different from Luo Yuehua's focus on reading books on one path. Ji Yujin reads everything. The collection of books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not empty. There are many experiences in the Tao. Ji Yujin, who is a craftsman, has read them all, even though there are still many books that he wants to read. Look, the accumulation of these three months is enough for him to absorb and cultivate for a long time.

Ji Yujin has also read a lot of Buddhist experience in cultivating Taoism. In his opinion, the theory of cause and effect in Buddha’s cultivating Taoism is also very interesting. Guessing that this might be an oolong in itself, just when Ji Yujin was about to tell his guess, he saw the little monk Yi Nian who was completely different from three months ago.

If the little monk Yi Nian three months ago had the appearance of a child, but his demeanor was as calm as an adult, the little monk Yi Nian who is hopping around now is completely like a real eleven or twelve-year-old child, and his face is not three-year-old. A month ago, there was no wave, but with a peaceful and even shy smile.

This change, just like two people, Ji Yujin and Luo Yuehua couldn't react for a while, they couldn't be the twins of the little monk Yi Nian, right? Just as he was thinking so wildly, he heard the little monk Yi Nian said with a smile: " You are the one who helped me, thank you!"

The sincere smile immediately made Answer Ji let go of his defenses. Hearing the words, Answer Ji shook his head: "I didn't do anything, you may have admitted the wrong person."

The little monk Yi Nian stretched out his hands to bow, suppressed the smile on his face, and then said with a slightly serious face: "I used to think about merit, and saving people was always planned for merit, so when I went down the mountain to practice, I had already made up my mind. Who should I save? When I returned to the mountain, I discovered that I accidentally rescued two benefactors who were not in my plan."

"I watched the causal line gradually turn red, and I thought there was something wrong with me unintentionally. As I thought about it, I saw the reddened causal line connecting them. In order to avoid karma from happening, I thought I don't know whether it is possible to convert them, but I don't know that they need to be willing, so I rashly took the two benefactors into my sect, it was really reckless, and the two benefactors were frightened and troubled."

After listening to the little monk's words, Ji Yujin and Luo Yuehua looked at each other, and they both saw the obvious surprise in their eyes, and waved their hands to express that they didn't mind anymore.

The little monk Yi Nian laughed lightly, and continued: "However, what I don't know is that the evil thoughts arose because of me, because I was aiming at this merit to save lives, and I accidentally saved the two of you, and I felt panic in my heart, and a red line appeared. On the contrary, I really feel that way in my heart, but if I don't think about whether I saved two lives in vain from the beginning, whether I must have saved the evil master, I won't think about kidnapping the two benefactors."

"It is precisely because I have the idea of ​​kidnapping the two benefactors that the causal line turns red."

"My master thought that I really saved the two masters with evil thoughts, but he knew that Duhua can't change the lifeline of others arbitrarily, he needs to be willing, so he strongly disagrees with my approach."

"But when the red line of the causal line gradually disappeared, the master and I deduced a step together, only to realize that I almost made a big mistake."

"Because of what I thought, I took the two captives. In the deduction between me and the master, the friends of the two will come to rescue them if they feel something. On the way to rescue, they will encounter evil Buddhas, be injured by evil Buddhas, and fight with evil Buddhas." They almost died together, but the evil Buddha escaped from birth and was seriously injured. In order to survive, he would kill and kill innocent people. This is the real karma."

"So from the beginning, all the evil thoughts were caused by me, so the karma caused by the indiscriminate killing of innocent people is naturally included in this karma."

"However, the difference from my deduction with the master is that the two friends did not let the evil Buddha escape, but succeeded in killing the evil Buddha, which turned the karma into merit."

"I also got a blessing in disguise because of this, so I know how ridiculous I was before."

The little monk Yi Nian itself is the karma brought by Qingran and raised by him, which means that once the little monk Yi Nian has any improper thoughts in his mind, it will easily cause a series of chain reactions. Goldfinger, if you can't catch up with Tan Shaomo, then the only one who can really face the evil Buddha is Tan Shaomo, and because Tan Shaomo's own consciousness is constantly dissipating under the law, even if he hits with all his strength, the evil Buddha will be able to To linger on between breathless breaths, the evil Buddha must do whatever it takes to survive.

But there was a change of answering Ji. After the little monk Yi Nian gained merit, he practiced meticulously for three months. Although the whole person became like a real eleven or twelve-year-old child, he was actually more Chicheng and more transparent. .

"Our inner disciples, with the improvement of our cultivation base, can go to the corresponding floor of the Sutra Pavilion for retreat and practice every time we retreat and break through. Therefore, in order to express my gratitude, I decided to give up the opportunity of retreat and practice in the Sutra Pavilion. Here it is, I hope you don't dislike it." The little monk Yi Nian said seriously, if he didn't answer Ji this time, he might really become a karmic retribution and implicate the master. Become an evil Buddha, but fortunately nothing happened.

"Dare to ask, little master, how many floors are you going to retreat now?" Ji Yujin asked curiously. He and Luo Yuehua could only wander below the third floor due to the limitation of cultivation in the past three months, but they couldn't go up any higher. .

The little monk Yi Nian stretched out five fingers and said: "The fifth floor, benefactor, don't worry, as many floors as I can go, you can go to as many floors."

Answer Ziji's encyclopedia is not for nothing. He knows that the nine floors of the Nanhua Zongjing Pavilion are all treasures. No matter which floor, as long as there is a chance to enter, it will benefit Wenxiu a lot. That's great, let alone the fifth floor, Answer Ji readily agreed.

What A Ziji didn't know was that here he met a little cutie who led him to walk more and more firmly.

At the same time, there were two more swaying women in Fengzhou City. They were unusually beautiful and stood tall. One was dressed in blue, with a pair of red phoenix eyes slightly raised, exquisite eyebrows, and a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Dressed in black, with jet-black hair pulled up high, revealing a smooth forehead, three-dimensional facial features, quite heroic, a pair of blue eyes showing a bit of impatience and alienation.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that there are two female cultivators who have just arrived in Fengzhou City. The young monks who are waiting to earn small Lingshi silently huddled together and guessed at each other. The clever little boy stood out. The little boy had cat ears on his head, and his tail flicked with joy because he got this opportunity.

The nimble young man leaped forward, with a pleasing smile, and a crisp voice: "Are you two fairies new to Fengzhou City? I know Fengzhou very well. It's delicious and fun. , Rent a cave, buy a yard, live in an inn, ask a teacher for directions, etc., I know a thing or two."

When the female cultivator in blue heard the words, Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, her voice was leisurely, and she stretched out her hand to brush her hair, with a bit of charm: "Oh? What's so strange about Fengzhou now?"

As soon as the young boy heard that the female cultivator was willing to ask questions, his heart stabilized. It is no problem to make a small profit from this Lingshi, and then he spoke very fast, but articulately: "Fengzhou City is the second With the big city of Yuntan, this strange thing naturally came from Yuntan. Didn’t the "Gourmet from the Mortal Realm" with a big typewriter just finished last month? Our Fengzhou’s well-known Dao of Food He Gu Jiudaneng Since the beginning of the month, there has been a large banquet, and as long as you answer three questions, you can eat and drink as you like, and everyone flocks to it.”

"He Gujiu is now a great power in the out-of-body period. The flowing water mat made, every spiritual food is delicious, and can increase the cultivation level, and all the dishes in this flowing water mat are "Food from the Mortal Realm" The dishes in "The taste is really unique."

""Gourmet from the World"? What is it? A recipe?" At this moment, the female nun in black interrupted the young boy's eloquence, her voice was slightly hoarse, "A typewriter is also a cook?"

"Pfft," the young boy couldn't hold back his laughter for a moment, and quickly corrected his professional attitude, and explained seriously, "I think the fairies just came out of customs, and "Food from the Mortal World" is not a recipe, but a present-day recipe." There are many interesting dishes in this book, such as spicy, salty and slightly sweet spicy strips, and stinky tofu, which is full of stinky but extremely delicious. Along with this interesting dish, it can impress The story of the human heart, many monks felt empathy after reading this script, and thus advanced one after another."

"The typewriter is the author of this storybook. He is a very interesting and powerful writer. His last book "Cultivation of the Entertainment Circle" is also very interesting. The altar is the idea inside." As he said that, the young boy took out his cloud altar in a very polite manner, and then demonstrated it.

"The two fairies can take a look. You can post some posts on it, and then everyone can reply anonymously. If the two fairies are interested, I have a brand new cloud altar. Seeing that the two fairies are kind and beautiful, I will give you a discount , as long as you have eight spirit stones, how about the two fairies?" The young boy saw the two female cultivators sliding their slender fingers on the cloud altar with focused expressions, so he sold it smoothly.

In the end, the young boy who successfully doubled the sale of two cloud altars and got a middle-grade spirit stone as a reward, was really happy in his heart.

After the two female cultivators got the cloud altar, they glanced at each other for a few times, and then the female cultivator in black stepped forward: "I'm going to buy a script."

The blue-clothed nun who was a step behind twitched the corners of her mouth, and quickly followed. The two of them stayed in the bookstore for an hour, and at this time the black-clothed nun had already picked up the book "From Everywhere" in her hand. The last volume of "Gourmet in the World", she was vaguely familiar with the previous content, but she was a little strange and melancholy when she saw the latest volumes, and this was the last volume, she felt a little bit sad in her heart, but Opened the first page of the last volume.

"Don't waste your spiritual root in vain! Waste your talent! Why don't you go on firmly if you can live forever!"

"Paint and draw! Know how to draw all day long! Don't waste time, practice hard!"

"Disciple, as a monk, you must learn to give up constantly. Only giving up can make you strong."

"I'm really jealous that you have such a good talent, but you don't cherish it at all!"

A man walked slowly on the road, his back was slightly bent, and he cast a long reflection on the ground. He had a frowning face, and the words he had heard since he was a child kept echoing in his mind. Really willful, is it really impossible to continue like this?

Just thinking about it, he heard a clear voice: "Do you want a bunch of candied haws? The hawthorn flavor is sweet and sour, and the strawberry flavor is sweet but not greasy. There are many kinds of fruits to choose from."

When he heard the word choice, he raised his head suddenly, and then saw an exceptionally young middle-aged man in a white long gown. There is a straw ball on the long handle, and the straw ball is filled with candied haws of different colors.

Seeing him, the middle-aged man reached out for a bunch of strawberry candied haws, handed it to him, and said in a gentle voice, "I think you need to taste something sweet now. The sweet strawberry flavor is very suitable for you and can make you feel lighter. Maybe Troubles can be easily solved.”

He accidentally took this bunch of candied haws, big and bright strawberries, which looked even more red under the transparent and crystal caramel, he took a bite, the strawberries were juicy and sweet mixed with crunchy The caramel just attracted his attention, and it really tasted very sweet.

He thought, is it just like this simple delicacy, don't expect so much, just go along with this world, isn't it easier, more acceptable and understood?

However, it is his dream to draw a picture. After drawing a painting that can be seen by others, he can’t help but sigh, "Oh, it’s so good to see this painting". This is his dream. When he was a child, he first took When he picked up the brush and accidentally drew a villain on the exercise book, he couldn't help wandering in the world of painting. He would be moved by looking at many paintings, as if he saw the artist's soul through the paintings, which can make people He couldn't help but burst into tears. At that time, he thought, if he could do it too, it would be great.

However, he is the most gifted among the younger generation of the family. He stepped into a famous sect with the single spiritual root of the wood system, and he has a senior master.

Then after he practiced, his parents, his brother, his master, and his younger brother all told him that everyone is practicing, telling him that those who have spiritual roots should not waste their spiritual roots, and told him that only by working hard Ascension is the symbol of honoring ancestors, and the symbol of a person who can be looked up to. It is correct to tell him that he should be like everyone else and walk firmly on this road.

But he doesn't want to cultivate, he doesn't want to ascend, he just wants to paint, he wants to travel all over the world of cultivation, go to places he has never been to before, and paint scenery that he has never painted before.

His own voice was drowned out, and he began to wonder if he was wrong, if he was too capricious, if he was asking too much, if his ideas were too unrealistic.

While biting the candied haws, he looked at the middle-aged man and began to cook the syrup. The corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised, with a very relaxed expression. He couldn't help asking, "Do you like making candied haws very much?"

The middle-aged man nodded, stirred the syrup with a sweet and greasy aroma, and then said with a smile: "Not only candied haws, I am very happy if I can make food, and I will also be very happy if others want to eat my food."

He couldn't help but sighed: "It's great to be able to do what you like. I want to too, but I can't."

"Why not?" The middle-aged man began to insert strawberries with a wooden stick, and his movements were light and agile one by one. "Who said it? No matter how many people say it, you are the one who decides whether to do it or not, so you decide to do it." It’s still you who can’t.”

"But people, what I'm most afraid of is that I may circle a head, and then I can only go to that head at most."

"Everyone is cultivating. Everyone with good spiritual roots is cultivating. They are all working hard for ascension. The strong in this world are respected." He held back for too long, and couldn't help but say more. If I don’t practice hard and keep painting, no one will think highly of me.”

"Not all of us are cultivating. Ordinary people like us are not cultivating, and whoever stipulated that those with spiritual roots must practice. If this world has always been like this, then there must be someone to change it," Zhong said. The young man used a small brush to smear thick syrup on the strawberries, "If you are lucky enough to be that person, why not be a real strong person?"

"Then what if, what if it can't be changed?" His tone was a little nervous, but his mood gradually rose.

The middle-aged man stopped moving, raised his head, and smiled childishly: "If you don't do it because you are worried that you can't change it, then you will never be able to go where you want to go and see the scenery you want to see."

He took a deep breath: "Is it too willful to choose painting instead of cultivation?"

"Child, there is a thin line between self-willedness and firm will. If you are strong-willed, then you are not willful." The middle-aged man twisted the wooden stick in his hand, "There was an old man once, let me tell all the monks, gourmet world, I didn’t know it at that time, but when I knew it, I realized how difficult it is, because monks rarely eat after bigu.”

"I walked all the way and never gave up. Do you think the candied haws you ate today are delicious?"

He nodded.

Joy flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he continued: "Because I am in a good mood today, and I want to share my mood with people through food. When I cook a dish with my heart, its deliciousness will convey all my emotions." When it reaches that person's stomach and spreads to his heart, I have succeeded."

"In this way, isn't it difficult for the gourmet world?"

He suddenly remembered a rumor he had heard before. There was a God of Cooking hidden in the world of comprehension. He stayed in one place at first, and then appeared in different places. Every time he went to a place, he kept conquering the monks with delicious food. Their stomachs make more and more bigu monks give up bigu and fall in love with enjoying delicious food. It is said that the only demon cultivator elder of the Medicine Sect, the current master Cheng Ranxuan, and the sword cultivator Lu Shimao are the ones who created miracles of ordinary spiritual roots. The powerful Yang Xiaoming, as well as Duan Yihan, who is number one on the list of cultivators, are all followers of God of Cooking...

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "You are a chef!"

The middle-aged man put his index finger in front of his lips, "shh", and said with a smile: "Who am I, what kind of chef is I? I'm just a mortal. Do you want another string of candied haws?"

"Yes!" He nodded sharply, and then said with firm eyes, "I will take this step, go to the road that no one has traveled, to the place that no one has ever reached!"

The middle-aged man handed him the freshly made candied haws, watched him leave briskly, with a bright and sincere smile on his face, and after a while he began to yell loudly: "Selling candied haws ~ sour and sweet candied haws ~ "

The author has something to say: One thought of cause and effect, there is a big guess, it's amazing!Because of working overtime, it’s a bit late QWQ

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