You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

The atmosphere in Qu Mansion was still very tense, after all, the manor had committed smallpox, hanging around everyone's necks like a knife, anyone who felt a little uncomfortable would be terrified.

In the middle of the night, a door in the yard suddenly opened a small crack, and a small black figure stooped and slipped out, ran outside at a trot, and gently knocked on the door of the outer courtyard.

Zhu Jueyun was interrupted by him during meditation, the moonlight cast Qu Conggu's figure on the door and window, he sighed, got up and went to open the door.

Qu Conggu hurriedly squeezed into the room, heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Ah, it's a good thing they weren't found."

With a bit of childishness.

Zhu Jueyun looked at him: "What time is this and still not sleeping?"

Qu Conggu answered irrelevantly: "It's so boring."

"what are you doing?"

Zhu Jueyun said truthfully: "Meditate."

Qu Conggu was excited: "Teach me."

Zhu Jueyun endured it, but still tapped his face, the touch was cold and tender: "This is not something that can be taught casually, I want to teach you, you have to learn from a teacher."

Qu Conggu called out naturally: "Master."

He yelled and yelled, but he amused himself first, curling his neck and laughing, his fine hair tied into his collar, looking very soft.

Zhu Jueyun looked at him and said, "You can't call this casually."

Consultant Qu Cong: "Why?"

Zhu Jueyun said: "Because cultivating the Tao is very hard, you can't step in."

A young son who grew up in such a family is as clean as a piece of white paper. Even if Zhu Jueyun's heart is as cold as iron, he would not let him enter the Tao and suffer these hardships, let alone he came to cross Qu Conggu for his sake. Have a safe life.

Qu Conggu was very obedient and well-bred, so he stopped talking at this time and asked Zhu Jueyun where he was two days ago.

When he asked, Zhu Jueyun answered without being perfunctory. The two of them had a long conversation by candlelight as if they had forgotten each other.

Qu Conggu took out his gadgets and wanted to share them with him. Zhu Jueyun thought for a while and asked, "Can you play chess?"

Qu Conggu nodded first, but was a little embarrassed: "My sister said that my chess skills are very bad, and she doesn't like to play with me."

Zhu Jueyun laughed and said: "It's just right, I'm not proficient either, let's ask for advice."

The chessboard was newly bought yesterday, the wood is very new, and the sound of chess pieces falling on it is crisp.

Guess.

Qu Conggu holds white, and Zhu Jueyun holds black.

"It shouldn't be here," Zhu Jueyun said, "Think again."

Qu Conggu's hand stopped abruptly again, and he retracted it, with a bitter expression on his face.

Zhu Jueyun pointed to a location, signaling him to put it here.

Qu Cong rested his hand on his chin bitterly: "I don't want to play anymore."

Zhu Jueyun paused for a moment.

Qu Conggu said: "You are amazing, I can't beat you, and I don't want you to let me go."

Zhu Jueyun asked again: "Stop playing?"

"Stop playing." Qu Cong said.

Zhu Jueyun began to collect the chess pieces.

Qu Conggu looked at his face, but said nothing.

After a while, I still couldn't hold back and asked, "Are you angry?"

"No," Zhu Jueyun smiled, "It's because I'm not very good at getting along with kids your age."

The game of Go is very revealing of temperament. He wanted to convey something to Qu Conggu, but the child didn't like it. Even if he lived an extra life, he didn't have experience with children, so he was careless.

"It's not that I don't like it," Qu Cong said, "It's just that I don't know much about it."

Zhu Jueyun smiled at him, but didn't say anything.

Qu Cong said: "When my sister plays with me, she always scolds me, plays tricks, and always regrets playing. I really don't like playing with her."

The topic went down this way, the chatterbox opened, and it started to talk endlessly.

Zhu Jueyun listened, didn't talk much, and occasionally echoed a few words, but he was also very serious.

It was already late at night, long past the time for Qu Conggu to sleep, he let out a breath, suddenly remembered something, and held back violently.

Zhu Jueyun still said cruelly: "It's too late, you have to go back to sleep."

Qu Conggu hesitated for a moment: "I'm not very sleepy either."

Zhu Jueyun said: "Come back tomorrow."

It was a tone that could not be refused.

He has never asked Qu Conggu very much to play with this little prince, and it is very useful to say this for the first time.

Qu Conggu slumped on the table, shook his head and said, "Then I'll come to you tomorrow, okay?"

Zhu Jueyun smiled and said, "Okay."

Qu Conggu stood up, patted the hem of his clothes like a little adult, and said goodbye very politely.

Zhu Jueyun suddenly touched the top of his head and said: "Next time if you play chess with others, you must not give up halfway."

Qu Conggu glanced at him blankly.

"It's unlucky," he said.

Qu Cong agreed, but obviously didn't know what he meant.

What can a child know.

Qu Conggu left, and Zhu Jueyun's day really started.

He wants to start from the beginning of the qi training period, unblock the tendons, nourish the qi, and break through. Fortunately, he has already gone through it once, and he has already understood every node on this road. This level of enlightenment.

He has almost forgotten what it feels like when there is no breath in his body. His body is heavy, his seven orifices are dull, and he feels very uncomfortable. He can't get used to it after so many days.

In the previous life, Zhu Jueyun entered the school at the age of 21, which is considered very late in the school, and he also had an unlucky master who died after less than a year of teaching him, and he waited for the assignment for several years. In the first month, no one was covered with splint qi, and he swayed until he was 24 years old before breaking through the qi training period.

At any rate, Zhu Jueyun had the karma of the tenth Buddha, so the road after getting started was much easier. It took less than 60 years for the triple golden body. When he entered the triple golden body, his head abbot had practiced for 300 years. Years, his cultivation base was on par with him.

At this time, he had been entangled with Chen Qing for ten years.

Going up with the triple golden body, Zhu Jueyun is approaching the period of Dzogchen, and he can be ranked among the immortals after he survives the calamity of the seven thunders. Cloud he will fail.

I don't know when Zhu Jueyun has become the hope of Buddhist cultivation.

But Zhu Jueyun did fail, a very thorough one, ruining his reputation.

The head abbot died, and he guarded for seven days and nights, but when he left the ancestral hall, the sky suddenly changed, and unwarranted crimes were laid on him one after another. Abbot's lifelong learning.

All this happened inexplicably, without any warning.

Chen Qing rang the drum at the foot of the mountain and brought Zhong Wu and his party up, and he suddenly understood.

In the back-and-forth entanglement between the two forces, it was Chen Qing who finally made the choice.

After so many years of tossing back and forth, Zhu Jueyun was not out of control. He could have expected that Chen Qing would favor interests, but he did not expect that when Chen Qing favored interests, he would kick him down by the way.

Good.

People in the world always think that Buddha loves all living beings and tolerates all living beings on the earth, even if they are dirty and polluted.

fart.

Why are you a Buddha? What are you?

Zhu Jueyun understood this. The Buddha asked him to live again, under the guise of repaying his kindness, but in fact he wanted him to have revenge and revenge, and to hurry up on this matter, so as not to hold back demons in the future and delay his practice.

Couldn't the Buddha have a little temper? The disciples he cultivated for ten lives were lost in the last one. Does he really want to make your descendants full of prosperity and prosperity?

Another explanation of great goodness is indifference, which is distributed to everyone, and it is just a sporadic light of indifference.

Zhu Jueyun said in his heart that no one would believe anyone without hatred, not even himself.

Originally, he was still roiling with anger and tried to suppress it, but when he saw Qu Conggu, this depression was suddenly suppressed inexplicably, and he became a little bit invisible.

He just started to reflect on himself, and he is not a kind person, so maybe he deserved it.

In the final analysis, only this little prince is really wronged, but he is truly sincere.

During the meditation, he slowly sorted out the past life and the current life, and his faces flashed back and forth. Even thinking about these things, he was still calm. After many years of practice, he had already become invulnerable to swords and guns, and a faint qi drifted across his dantian. , soon disappears.

The flames have been lit.

The rest can come slowly.