The poor monk who wears books will not go to hell

He Jilin, Lu Qiuming and Chunwu both have the same heart, and at this moment Chunwu suddenly burst into tears, both of them were a little surprised.

"Chunwu, what happened?" He Jilin asked softly, wiping away tears for him.

Lu Qiuming also looked at him worriedly.

Chun Wu sobbed, buried his little head in He Jilin's arms, and communicated with the two with his spiritual sense, "I dreamed that mother and master were fighting, and even injured master."

He Jilin was silent for a while, looked away at Shanglu Qiuming's black face, and said to Chunwu, "That's because the teacher is competing with your mother, and because the teacher loses to your mother, he will be punished by him." Defeat, don't be afraid."

Lu Qiuming didn't want to see the master and apprentice, so he snorted softly, got up and walked out of the cave.

He Jilin's expression remained the same, but he felt it was funny in his heart, this Lu Qiuming was actually quite arrogant.

Chun Wu believed He Jilin's explanation, and his sad emotions dissipated instantly. He jumped down from He Jilin's arms, and looked left and right at the cave curiously.

"Chunwu, I'll make up for you as a teacher when I get back to the sect." Now that he was too cash-strapped, he didn't have anything to give the little guy, so he had to go back and make up for it.

Chun Wu turned around and nodded happily. When He Jilin saw the golden lotus on his forehead, his heart moved, he stood up and took his little hand, and said, "I can give you a small meeting gift right now as a teacher."

Chun Wu followed He Jilin curiously with short legs, "What is Master going to give me?"

He Jilin said: "You will know when you make it as a teacher."

The two found Lu Qiuming standing on the rock, He Jilin saluted and said, "Lord Lu Qiu."

Lu Qiuming didn't expect He Jilin to come looking for him, so he asked: "Buddha also came out to enjoy the sea view?"

He Jilin shook his head and said: "The poor monk has something to ask for."

"Please tell me." For some reason, Lu Qiuming felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Can I borrow Luqiu's benefactor's Yunxiao sword?"

Lu Qiuming was stunned for a moment, then called out the Yunxiao sword from his body, and said, "I don't know what the Buddha is used for?"

He Jilin said: "The poor monk wants to give a gift to his disciple, can Master Luqiu make the Yunxiao Sword into the size of a dagger?"

Lu Qiuming suddenly withdrew his sword and said: "I am not a servant of the Buddha, why should I give you the magic weapon for other purposes?"

He Jilin pulled Chunwu's hand and asked, "Do you want a gift?"

Chun Wu nodded heavily, then looked at Lu Qiuming with big pure and innocent eyes.

Lu Qiuming and him looked at each other for a few seconds, then turned away suddenly, reduced the Yunxiao Sword to the size of a dagger, handed it to He Jilin and said, "I want to see what gifts you can conjure with the Yunxiao Sword. "

He Jilin made a salute, "Amitabha, poor monk, thank you Luqiu benefactor for your generous help."

Lu Qiuming said expressionlessly, "Let's go."

He followed He Jilin and saw He Jilin going around the island, he couldn't help asking: "What is the Buddha looking for?"

He Jilin stopped and said, "Unfortunately, there is no suitable wood on this island."

Luqiu mingled blessings to his heart, "Does the Buddha want to carve?"

"Exactly."

"Haha, why should the Buddha be far away?" Lu Qiuming's handsome face showed some complacency, which seemed to be revealed by him involuntarily.

"The benefactor Luqiu has suitable wood?" He Jilin thought to himself: That's right, the protagonist, is there anything in the universe bag?

Lu Qiuming nodded, stretched out his right hand, and a piece of wood half the length of a palm suddenly appeared in his palm.

This is top grade sandalwood, He Jilin recognizes it.

"The benefactor Luqiu is really generous."

But Lu Qiuming said: "I take this wood as a greeting gift for the little guy, but I still have a merciless request."

"Benefactor Luqiu, please tell me."

Lu Qiuming played with the wood in his palm, and said: "Buddhas can't treat one more than another. This deity is contributing both wood and magic tools. Why don't Buddhas give me one too."

He Jilin took the Yunxiao sword and the sandalwood, "It should be so." Then, he sat down cross-legged and began to carve.

Sculpture has been his hobby since he was a child, and his parents commented on him like this: a stubborn guy, only good at carving is acceptable.

His own carving skills are extremely exquisite, coupled with the blessing of the cultivation base in the later stage of the Buddha's state of mind, the degree of meticulousness and hand speed are even more amazing. Chun Wu imitated him and sat cross-legged on the ground to watch intently, with obsessed eyes. color.

Lu Qiuming was also attracted by his skill, so he stood beside him quietly watching him wielding the Cloud Sword, leaving wonderful marks on the sandalwood.

In fact, there is no sandalwood in his Qiankun bag. After He Jilin gave him a crane wood carving, he sent people to search for the best sandalwood. He didn't understand the significance of his actions. It's just like this Thinking about it, I did it.

The sea breeze gently brushed over the island, and the sun passed through the woods, casting fine spots of light on the ground. The handsome bald monk was concentrating on fiddling with the sandalwood in his palm. A little guy squinted his eyes and watched him carve with enjoyment, while he, Also watching quietly.

How long has it been since his mood has been so peaceful?Just looking at such a picture, he will feel satisfied.

He Jilin divided the sandalwood into two, and first carved it for Chun Wu. His hands were very fast, and it took a while to take shape. It looked like a child sitting cross-legged in a lotus, wearing a monk's robe, with a neck Wearing prayer beads, clasped hands together, but the child's face has not been carved yet.

Chun Wu showed a look of amazement, and leaned closer again, lying directly on He Jilin's lap to watch.

He Jilin began to sculpt the child's face, Lu Qiuming wanted him not to sculpt his likeness, but he didn't know how to speak, so after thinking about it, he gave up.

Gradually, a child version of Lu Qiuming appeared. He Jilin polished all the details one by one, and then handed it to Chunwu, saying: "Do you like it?"

Chun Wu took it happily, touched it cautiously, then frowned, pointed at himself, and then pointed at the wooden carved child.

"You want to dress like this too?" He Jilin asked.

Chun Wu nodded and looked at him eagerly.

"Okay, when I get back to the sect, I will prepare a lot of things for you as a teacher, okay?"

Chun Wu then stretched his brows.

Lu Qiuming: It's obviously a treasure, why don't you think about it and become a monk?

"What about the deity's?"

He Jilin replied, "Don't be impatient, benefactor Luqiu." After he finished speaking, he picked up the other half of sandalwood and carved it.

Lu Qiuming was very concerned about his gift, he stared at the wood carving in He Jilin's hand, fearing that the monk would play tricks and carve his gift very ugly.

He Jilin didn't know what he was thinking, but based on his impression of Lu Qiuming, he carved out a child holding the Yunxiao sword, with awe-inspiring eyes and a bit of arrogance, and a sharp line between the child's forehead The sword pattern looks very domineering.

Lu Qiuming was quite satisfied, he took it from He Jilin's palm, accidentally touched the other's fingertips, immediately withdrew his hand, pretended to admire the wood carving, and said: "I am very satisfied. I admire you!"

"The benefactor Luqiu is ridiculous." He Jilin didn't notice what was wrong with him, and he didn't care about the details of touching fingers. After all, he used to take a bath in the public bathhouse when he was in school. Everyone is male. Let's touch it. Don't worry about it at all.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Lu Qiuming said uncomfortably as he put the wood carving into his clothes.

"Okay." He Jilin took Chunwu's hand.

Lu Qiuming was two steps behind, watching the two hold hands with big hands, suddenly feeling a little lost.

When the three of them returned to the cave, Chun Wu still clings to He Jilin and sits on one side, while Lu Qiuming sits alone on the other side.

"Chunwu, I will pass on the master's skills to you now as a teacher. After you write it down, practice hard." Although Chunwu is a treasure, he can now take human form, and it is not impossible to practice human skills.

He Jilin passed all the exercises to him through his spiritual knowledge, "If there is something you don't understand, you can come and ask me as a teacher."

Chun Wu nodded obediently, then sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to comprehend the "Lianhua Sutra".

He Jilin and Lu Qiuming also started to practice.

The next day, when the sea was calm and the sea was calm, Lu Qiuming took out the airship and said, "We don't know where we are now, which direction does the Buddha think is better?"

He Jilin said: "How about following the direction of the sea breeze?"

"Yes." The three of them boarded the airship, and the airship galloped along with the sea breeze. Above was the dark blue sky, and below was the vast and boundless ocean. For a moment, He Jilin felt that he was very small.

Chun Wu also looked at the sky and the sea curiously.

"What is Buddha thinking?" Lu Qiuming approached and asked.

"The poor monk is thinking that the sky is high and the sea is wide, and he wants to see it." He Jilin said, "The poor monk thinks that the matter of practice should not be confined to a square inch. The essence of practice lies in the word 'practice'."

Lu Qiuming pondered for a long time, and praised: "What the Buddha said made the deity deeply ashamed."

"Benefactor Luqiu, don't underestimate yourself. In the eyes of the poor monk, it is rare in the world to cultivate to the late stage of the magic baby within [-] years." He Jilin praised him sincerely, after all, the protagonist is indeed very powerful.

Lu Qiuming laughed, "Is the Buddha boasting himself in a disguised form?"

He Jilin was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help showing embarrassment. He had indeed forgotten that his body was only twenty-eight, but he had already cultivated to the late stage of the Buddha state of mind.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has no such intention."

Lu Qiuming looked at the indistinct blush on the monk's ears, feeling a little happy in his heart.

The weather on the sea is changing rapidly. It was clear and calm just now, but a complete change has taken place in the breath.

The blue sky has been blocked by dense dark clouds, and the originally calm sea has also started to be violently windy. Lu Qiuming frowned, "Are there sea beasts in front of you?"

Everything that happened now has been completely separated from "Magic Seal", and He Jilin didn't know what was going on.

The airship is in a dilemma.

"Why don't you go and have a look." Lu Qiuming suggested, if he was the only one, he wouldn't be so indecisive.

"Okay." Even if He Jilin didn't believe in himself, he still had to believe in Lu Qiuming, a man with a halo.

Lu Qiuming accelerated the speed of the airship, and the three of them soon saw two sea beasts fighting fiercely on the sea ahead, one of which was an octopus and the other was a dragon.

The octopus attacked fiercely, and the jiao seemed to be a bit wary, it didn't completely let go to attack the opponent, but just kept defending. Gradually, the jiao's injuries became more and more serious, and the sea surface was dyed red.

"Amitabha." He Jilin read.

"What's the use of talking about it? Why don't you go to rescue him?" Lu Qiuming asked.

"This is a battle between them, outsiders should not easily intervene, but the life in the belly of the dragon is innocent."

After hearing this, Lu Qiuming said, "I am going to save the jiao." After saying that, he sacrificed his Yunxiao sword and slashed at the octopus.