Good news, the elder is gone

Knowing that the venerable slaying the old devil Qingtian was also a matter of 2000 years ago, Xue Wangliu wondered what kind of blood can be stained on it for 2000 years, don't let it be dripping red paint on it, let it be done to yourself Fake gimmick?

"If this is really something used by His Holiness, this Zen stick should be a sacred object of the Bodhi School of Listening, how could it fall into your hands?"

As Xue Wangliu said, he took the unpretentious copper Zen stick and weighed it. Not to mention, it was quite heavy, very suitable for a sturdy man like Nianshu.

Xue Feng said hastily: "Sister, you don't know this, right? Now that he's called a monstrous monk, all the things he used before were taken out by the Lingyin Bodhi Sect to the various sects for compensation."

"Really? I don't believe it." Xue Wangliu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The things you have used are all the treasures of Buddha cultivation of the Bodhi School. How could you take them out to repay the debt casually? Isn't this asking those Buddhas? Can I fix my life?"

What's more, some Buddhist practitioners can't accept the sudden 180-degree turn of the image. After all, some beliefs cannot be collapsed in an instant.

"If you don't take out the most expensive ones, can you not take out the most expensive ones?" Xue Feng raised his chin at the copper Zen staff, "Just this Zen staff, the material used to make it is ordinary copper, the only difference is that it is 2000 The red copper from years ago is an old object that has been used by the Venerable since he practiced."

When Xue Wangliu heard it, he instantly felt the weight of history in his hands.He turned the Zen stick in his hand in a circle, glanced at Nianshu, and asked doubtfully, "Is it true or not? What is his identity? This is what a Buddhist cultivator of his status uses?"

"Amitabha." Nian Shu said softly, "My lord is frugal by nature and doesn't like luxury, so this thing is probably his possession."

Xue Wangliu still didn't believe it, after all, the senior bald heads he had seen were all full of jewels, and even the few times when he saw the Venerable, he was surrounded by arhats with flowers in gold and jade.

But hearing what Nianshu said, Xue Wangliu didn't say anything else, he just reached out and handed him the Zen staff, "Since it's your use, then try it first and see if it's suitable for you."

"Yes." Nianshu responded, and the moment he took the Zen stick with both hands, he suddenly heard the person in his body surprised.

Liao felt the familiar touch of the palm of his hand through Nianshu, and couldn't help sighing: "Amitabha."

I didn't expect that this thing could return to me after a thousand years of separation.

Nian Shu: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just try this thing." The man said.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Nian Shu didn't want to ask more questions, and directly played a set of stick skills in front of Xue Wangliu and Xue Feng, the movements were clean and neat, making Xue Feng smack his tongue while watching.

"As expected of my sister, your apprentice, that's not bad." He gave a thumbs up.

Xue Wangliu smiled, and said very modestly: "He learned it by himself, I didn't care about it, he made a fool of himself in front of you."

Nianshu finished playing with a set of stick techniques, nodded in Xue Wangliu's direction and said: "Master, it's very smooth."

"Then let's do this." Xue Wangliu put away the precious ore materials all over the floor, took over the Zen staff and looked at it again, then turned to look at Xue Feng and said: "Is there anything else that can be added to this Zen staff?"

Xue Feng nodded again and again: "Yes, I will do it myself, you just say what you want to add."

Xue Wangliu thought for a while and said: "I heard that Master Congtian has a Zen staff with eight treasures, and there are all eight treasures on it and Buddha seal carvings. It is said that if you put it there, you can make evil spirits frightened. It's all about this."

Xue Feng: ...

Xue Feng: "Sister, isn't Babao a little too exaggerated?"

It was rare for Nian Shu to reach an agreement with the voice in his body, and said softly: "Master, if this Zen staff is made too richly, the disciples dare not use it, and if it breaks..."

"Then get a new one." Xue Wangliu thought for a while, and took out part of the previous treasure mine with a wave of his sleeve, "Not only inlaid with eight treasures, but also help me make the rest into a Zen stick or a Zen stick. Keep it as a backup."

Xue Wangliu himself has more than one magic weapon on his body, so it doesn't make sense to only give one to his apprentice.

"But please hurry up, I need it urgently." Xue Wangliu looked at Xue Feng and said with a smile, "You have also heard the recent rumors, so don't tell others about making the magic weapon for me, so as not to cause trouble for you. "

Xue Feng immediately restrained his expression when he heard this, and said seriously: "I didn't take those words to heart at all. Before, because someone said something wrong about you in front of her, Chen Niang had a fight with someone, and when she came back, she told me not to Believe the rumors outside."

"Chen Niang is hot-tempered, please advise her not to clash with others outside because of these things." Xue Wangliu sighed, "It's not peaceful recently, you, Chen Niang and Qin Ru should all pay more attention, don't worry about outsiders Say something to me."

Xue Feng nodded: "We all know this, it's just that you now..."

Seeing Xue Wangliu shaking his head and saying nothing, Xue Feng sighed again and said: "As long as you need our help, just ask. It doesn't matter if you stay here to avoid the limelight. For repairs, even monks in the Transcendence Tribulation Period will not be able to break through for a while."

"It's so scary, those who don't know think something is wrong with me." Xue Wangliu laughed, "Don't worry, it hasn't reached that point yet."

He picked up his cup and took a sip of tea, and said in a warm voice: "But before this Zen stick is finished, Nianshu and I will indeed stay here to bother you for a few days, but please keep it a secret, don't let others know, and don't let Qin Ru Know."

Xue Feng nodded again and again, put away the Zen staff and the eight treasures of the treasure mine that Xue Wangliu gave, and said: "I'll go back and draw a picture for you where the eight treasures are inlaid, and I'll do it after you have seen it."

"You don't need to show me, I can trust the craftsmanship of Xue Feng, the casting master." Xue Wangliu said.

"Xiangu's words are polite." Xue Feng patted his stomach a little proudly, "However, Master Congtian's Eight Treasures Zen Stick, I heard that Master Congtian recited Buddhist scriptures for three days and three nights, call it a Born with Buddha nature."

Hearing this, Xue Wangliu thought that this was not easy, so he turned his head to look at Nianshu: "Then ask Nianshu to follow you to read Buddhist scriptures for three days and three nights. The power of the mage's eight-treasure Zen staff, but it is also good to be contaminated with some Buddha spirit."

Although the voice in his heart said that the above story was purely fictitious, Nian Shu still obediently responded, clasped his hands together and said, "I would like to obey the teacher's order."

Xue Feng arranged Xue Wangliu and Nianshu in a quiet courtyard, and hurried to work with his things.

Nianshu frowned, and said softly, "Master, that man has something to say to you."

"What are you talking about?" Xue Wangliu threw the black hat in his hand aside, hooked the stool to his side with his feet and said, "Sit down and let him come out and talk."

Nian Shu was happy to get closer to Xue Wangliu, but felt a little awkward because of this closeness.He sat down on the chair with his back straight, closed his eyes with a sound of Amitabha, and began to switch accounts.

When he opened his eyes, he heard laughter beside him: "I don't know what you want to say to me."

Xue Wangliu stepped on the round stool and refused to give up, moved the chair far away, he looked at the frowning brows, and said with a smile: "Are you worried about Xue Feng?"

He shook his head: "No, it's just that Master Congtian's Eight Treasures Zen Rod is only compiled by later generations. Master Congtian has only one magic weapon that he loves like a treasure in his life, but..."

As soon as he stopped speaking, Xue Wangliu immediately realized what he was going to say, and answered naturally: "But that mirror has already opened its spiritual intelligence and even transformed into a human form, and finally flew up."

She nodded: "Xiangu is smart, that's exactly what happened. That mirror is the later Mingjing Fairy."

"How do you know this?" Xue Wangliu wondered.

He smiled and said: "I once accidentally saw a handbook written halfway by Master Tian. On it, he once wrote that his most beloved magic weapon is a self-reflection mirror. Later, after looking in the Jialan Secret Realm, I realized There is such a story."

Xue Wangliu couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

What are you doing?Isn't it said that no one knows about taboo love?How come there are more romantic secrets in the corner of no one.

Liao twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand, and then said: "Master Congtian has never had any beloved eight-treasures Zen stick, not to mention that if you only need to chant sutras to the magic weapon for three days and three nights, the magic weapon can be stained with Buddha nature. Doesn’t that mean that humans are not as enlightened as objects?”

Xue Wangliu listened and nodded, thinking that Brother Zi still has a little temper.

"Since this is the case, isn't the Eight Treasures Zen stick a fabricated thing?" Xue Wangliu recalled that when he was listening to the Bodhi School, the Venerable Master Liaoxin held a Zen stick inlaid with the Eight Treasures, and couldn't help it. He said again: "But I see that most of the buddha's meditation sticks are embedded with eight treasures. I can't tell others to have them. Nianshu doesn't have them."

Startled for a moment, he was silent for a while before saying: "People of Buddhism and Taoism should be simple and simple, don't care about external things, why compare with others."

"Nianshu and Your Excellency will naturally not be compared, but I can't see that my apprentice is inferior to others in terms of clothing, clothing, housing and transportation. Not to mention superior, at least he should be as talented as others have." Xue Wangliu looked at him. Smiling, "I know that you don't agree with me, but you and Nian are one, and I treat these things equally."

Liao paused for a moment while turning the beads, and heard the fairy girl ask again: "I don't know what kind of magic weapon your Excellency likes, so let's make it together at this time."

After a while of silence, he said slowly: "That copper Zen staff is fine, the poor monk is not picky."

"That's good." Xue Wangliu smiled, and wanted to ask if it was the Zen stick used by the Venerable, but seeing such a response from the predecessors, he felt that it was too much to ask.

Regardless of whether it was before, it will be soon anyway, what difference does it make if it is earlier or later?

Xue Feng didn't close his eyes for three days and three nights, and used the treasure mine Xue Wangliu gave him to forge three Zen sticks, leaving only the last purple gold Zen stick inlaid with eight treasures and engraved Buddhist words.

Nian Shu was brought to the hot casting room, and sat in front of Xue Feng's forging table, feeling the scorching temperature in front of him, listening to the sound of tempering and making inlays in front of him, chanting sutras.

The day and night passed quickly, and the voices of chanting sutras continued, but the tone of the tone gradually became gentle and approached the same, and the person sat upright on the platform and slowly fell into meditation.

It's just that this time he didn't see the golden Buddhist hall in front of him, nor did he see the face that was exactly like his own. Instead, he opened his eyes and was in the wind and snow all over the sky, his whole body was cold.

The author says:

It's over: This kind of Buddhist practice stories are purely fictional, don't believe in rumors or spread rumors.

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I feel that Xue Feng called Sister Xue Wangliu in Tianjin dialect, which is very exciting.

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