The Big Winner of Cultivation

A young man with red lips and white teeth, Shi Shiran, walked over from behind. He greeted Wen Le with a smile: "Senior Brother Wen, long time no see."

Wen Le looked at this handsome young man. He was wearing a white robe with a layer of silver-gray tulle over it, a crown with long hair, and a string of Buddhist beads on his right hand.Although he doesn't look like a monk at all, his ethereal demeanor makes him very much like the gentle and elegant girl-like Miao Seng Wuhua in the novels that Wen Le has read.But Wuhua wears a plain monk's robe all the year round, no matter the foot socks or skirt, it will not be stained with half a speck of dust, and her words and deeds are all polite and polite, without a trace of fireworks.Although Su Xiaobai's demeanor is refined, he is not as cold and aloof as a fairy. He always has a smile on his face, and there is a bit of worldliness in his words, and his hair is long. Regardless of his identity, no one would have guessed that this young man who looked like a nobleman was actually a monk.

Wen Le greeted back with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet Senior Brother Su today. It's really a fate."

Su Xiaobai smiled very kindly: "Ruyuan, this brother is my old friend, why don't you let me receive him."

The little novice clasped his hands together: "Yes, little master uncle, master nephew and grandson resign."

Wen Le walked with Su Xiaobai in the monastery, and Su Xiaobai explained to him from time to time, the two were about the same age, and they talked harmoniously.

The recipient of Wen Le's letter this time was Master Qing Ding of Dao Zen. With Su Xiaobai leading the way, Wen Le soon walked to the door of Master Qing Ding's meditation room.Su Xiaobai stood waiting under a linden tree not far from the room, and Wen Le knocked on the door lightly.

Some eminent monks have witty words, some are good at practicing meditation, and some are practicing closed-mouth meditation. This Master Qing Ding has the temperament of cherishing words like gold.He received the letter, asked Wen Le a few words sternly, then shouted the Buddha's name and waved Wen Le to leave.This move hits Wen Le's heart, he doesn't want to have a long chat with the eminent monk, what if the other party thinks he has the roots of wisdom and asks him to become a monk?

Wen Le saluted and said goodbye, pushed open the door, and Su Xiaobai greeted him with a smile.

After finishing official business, Wen Le has plenty of free time, so when Su Xiaobai said that he wanted to be a host and invited him to taste the vegetarian food in the monastery, Wen Le naturally did not refuse.

Wen Le used to go to Mount Qingcheng with his parents during the university summer vacation, and they ate vegetarian dishes made by Taoist priests. Among them was a dish of vegetarian fish. Although it was made of mashed potatoes, it was no different from real fish in terms of appearance and taste.So when I heard that I want to eat vegetarian food, although Wen Le is a meat lover, I don't mind changing the taste.

The vegetarian food in the Buddhist temple is really good, the pickled radish is crisp and refreshing, the vegetarian three silk is tender and light, even the ordinary tofu is very delicious, and the bamboo shoot and mushroom soup is so fresh that even the greedy ones will be hooked. Belly, I ate several bowls of Lingmi in a row.

Su Xiaobai has also entertained seniors from other sects, but most of them are only willing to eat some fruits with spiritual energy, at most they can only drink a bowl of spiritual grain porridge, which is not like Wen Le's heroic way of eating, he couldn't help laughing: " Brother Wen didn't take Bigu Pill?"

When it comes to the tasteless Bigu Dan, you will be angry. The food that monks often eat, you should improve the taste when refining it. Even the most unpalatable compressed dry food is better than Bigu Dan.Wen Le would rather spend a little more time practicing daily to get rid of the impurities in the food he ate, rather than give up his appetite.Cultivating Taoism, even if you become a god, you can't do any of the things you like, and you don't have any happiness if you don't grow old or die.Let's talk about the three thousand ways, who stipulated that only being pure-hearted and ascetic is the right way?I seek my own way, and cultivate according to my will.

Wen Le put down his chopsticks, and smiled at Su Xiaobai: "I am a person who has no restraint in eating, which made my brother laugh at me. But this dish is really delicious, I wonder which expert in your courtyard made it?"

Su Xiaobai admired Wen Le's true temperament very much, and the smile on his face was even stronger when he heard the question: "Senior Brother Wen has won the award, how can I be considered an expert."

Su Xiaobai smiled and explained to Wen Le that the melons, fruits and vegetables here were planted by himself in the courtyard of his meditation room and watered by the clear spring of the mountain stream.And the reason why he has practiced good cooking skills is to serve his parents when he goes down the mountain, and let his parents taste the food that contains the spirit of heaven and earth, which will help the two elders keep fit.

Wen Le is a little curious, don't monks pay attention to birth, Su Xiaobai is so into the world, wouldn't his teacher blame him?

Su Xiaobai put his palms together with a smile: "Little monks are in the world of mortals, and their minds are outside of right and wrong. As long as the mind is calm and settled, being out of the world is entering into the world, and entering into the world is out of the world. Wherever you don't practice, you don't cultivate your mind."

This theory is very similar to the wonderful theory of Jigong Living Buddha that Wen Le admired, and Wen Le immediately liked Su Xiaobai a little more.When the two talked again, they spoke with a bit of sincerity, and the host and guest enjoyed themselves and enjoyed themselves in the conversation.After chatting, the two became extremely speculative, and they stopped calling each other seniors, and simply called each other by first and last name.

After the two of them had lunch, Su Xiaobai continued to take Wen Le to wander around the Zen courtyard.

Looking at the huge Buddha statue, Wen Le thought to himself that if it weren't for the cleverness of the immortal family, a shower of rain from the sky could wash the Buddha statue from dirt, otherwise, the cleaners would have to work for a month to clean this Buddha statue as big as a hill. Clean it up.

"Ale, isn't this statue of my teacher good?"

Wen Le nodded: "Xiaobai, what a big Buddha. This slap can blow my little brother away."

Su Xiaobai said with a smile: "This slap is a place for us to learn from each other in the monastery. Usually when we compete with each other, we perform martial arts on the palm. If you are knocked down by the Buddha's palm, you will naturally have to admit defeat."

Wen Le looked up at the outstretched palm of the Buddha statue, and couldn't help imagining the scene of himself swinging a sword against the enemy on it, and his hands were itchy for a while.

"Ale, do you want to go up and compete with me?"

It's really sleeping and someone sends a pillow.Wen Le didn't refuse, she tapped her toes lightly on the ground, and her whole body flew into the air, like a big eagle, she waved her sleeves and flew towards the Buddha's palm.Su Xiaobai was unhurried, as if walking on flat ground, stepping on an invisible ladder, step by step to the palm.If you look carefully, there seems to be a lotus flower blooming under Su Xiaobai's feet.

Wen Le drew out the Slaughtering Kong Sword, and the Chasing Wind Sword was hidden in the sword box as a secret move. He moved calmly and freely, but secretly played a trick.Wen Le held up Lukong, reflecting the sunlight against the blade of the sword to Su Xiaobai's eyes, and when the latter turned his face slightly, he immediately launched a thunderous offensive.

Although Wen Le learned Zhu Xian's sword formation and paid attention to the sword formation, this sword technique is so profound and brilliant, even if he doesn't use the divine sense to control the sword, he still has sword moves to fight against the enemy.Otherwise, if encountering a place that restricts spiritual consciousness, wouldn't the practitioner be powerless to fight back.

When Wen Le makes moves, he has strict rules, moves his sword round and round, and attacks fiercely and quickly. He is naturally a disciple of a famous school.If it wasn't for Su Xiaobai's magic weapon wooden fish to block him, he would almost have been knocked down by this continuous and impeccable attack.

Su Xiaobai finally got a chance to breathe. He flipped the sleeve of his right hand and held a long stick in his hand to help him block the attack of the Killing Kong Sword.

The two of them came and went, their figures were flying, their sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the shadows of their sticks were illusory, and they fought in the palm of their hands.Wen Le hadn't played so comfortably for a long time. Although his swordsmanship was sharp, he was flexible. This sparring also allowed him to fully understand the subtleties of sword moves, and he was not willing to sneak attack with his sword for a while.

Wen Le made a long throw, and Lu Kong pointed directly at Su Xiaobai's chest. The latter did not rush, and swept the long stick obliquely, the tip of the stick intersected with the tip of the sword. Both of them laughed heartily, and then jumped back.

"Happy, really happy." Even though his breath was a little disturbed, Wen Le was in a great mood, and he turned around and put Lu Kong into the sheath.

Su Xiaobai held a stick in one hand and put the other in front of his chest, also said with a smile: "Thanks to Ale, my magic stick technique has also improved a level."

The two looked at each other with a feeling of sympathy.After this fight, the friendship between the two has deepened a bit.

Su Xiaobai quickly rushed to the fingertips of the palm of the Buddha statue, and flew down like a big bird. Wen Le wanted to do the same, but he just looked down, hehe, and took a few steps back.

"Ale, why don't you come down?"

Wen Le: Damn it!Why don't you feel high when you come up, but you get dizzy when you go down.

Su Xiaobai waited below for a long time before Wen Le closed his eyes and performed body skills, jumping down gently.Fortunately, he looked calm, Su Xiaobai thought that Wen Le was showing off his skills, so he didn't ask much.

Wen Le stayed in the Buddhist monastery for one night, and left the Tao Zen sect in the early morning of the next day, and Su Xiaobai saw him off along the way.Wen Le took the opportunity to ask Su Xiaobai to take him directly to the front of Lingyin Mountain, Su Xiaobai threw a banana leaf, and the two flew to the foot of Lingyin Mountain on the banana leaf.

Before parting, Wen Le became very playful, and asked about Su Xiaobai's Taoist name. Su Xiaobai's dharma name is Zhenru, which means "the real one is not the real one, no one sees the real one".It was a pity that Su Xiaobai's Taoist name was not rebooting, and he asked if there was a seniority in Taoist Zen Buddhism, and then he smiled and left under Su Xiaobai's bewildered gaze.

Su Xiaobai: My nephew is from the Tongzi generation, but the Tongzi generation is Tongding, Tonghui, Tongjing. Why did Ale ask me if I have Yuantong, Shentong, Zhongtong?

Naturally, Wen Le didn't know that he left Su Xiaobai a question, so he found a place where there was no one and continued to fly with the sword, heading to the next stop where he delivered the letter.But this time it's not official business, but to help senior brother deliver things.

"Little Tianxin Sect?" Wen Le pinched a map in distress, and murmured, "Where is this sect? The location of the all-way link is near here. Why can't I find it after searching for a long time?" Wen Le handed The map here was given by the brother who brought things, but the drawing is too sloppy. Wen Le has been searching in this mountain for a while, but he hasn't seen the shadow of Xiaotianxinzong yet.

Originally, Wen Le could stand on the flying sword and look down, observing places that could not be enveloped by formations or where the aura was strong, but he was afraid of heights, so he had to give up the good idea of ​​looking from a high place.However, the mountain road has seven turns and eight bends, and Wen Le is a road idiot, so he keeps going around on the mountain.

Yun Yin stood on the tallest tree, looking at Wen Le curiously from afar.What she was stepping on was a thin and soft branch. The branch swayed and swayed with the wind from time to time, but her body stood firmly on it.

Yun Yin watched Wen Le foolishly circle around again, she finally couldn't hold back, she jumped down from the treetop lightly, and jumped in front of Wen Le with the help of the wind.

"Hey, idiot, what are you looking for?"

Because Yun Yin had no malice or murderous intent, and was far away from Wen Le, and Wen Le had restrained his cultivation, so he didn't notice Yun Yin's existence at first.But the moment Yun Yin fell from the tree, Wen Le heard the movement with his ear tip, and sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power, so he clenched his hands tightly, ready to go.

But when Wen Le saw the appearance of the person who came, she found that it was an innocent and pretty little girl who didn't look like she was going to make a move, so the sword move that she was eager to try was not made.

"Girl, do you know Xiaotianxinzong?"

Yun Yin's delicate face looked forward with bright eyes, and she looked proud: "Of course I know, I am a disciple of Xiao Tianxin Sect." But as soon as the words fell, she covered her mouth with an oops and muttered in a low voice.

"Oops, I forgot that senior sister said, don't tell the truth to outsiders casually, what if you meet a bad person? Well, but this person looks stupid and good-looking, so he shouldn't be a bad person?"

Wen Le couldn't laugh or cry, this little girl is so naive, if a bad guy looks like a bad guy, then it would be a failure.Also, the monk's hearing is very good, can't you lower your voice a little bit?

He didn't care about fighting against this eleven or twelve-year-old kid, he smiled and cupped his hands and said, "My junior sister, I'm not a bad person anymore, I'm a disciple of the Shushan sect, and I'm here to visit fellow Daoist Yunzhi of your sect." She should be honored as Senior Sister, but with such a tender face, she can't be called Senior Sister without any hesitation.

Yun Yin tilted his head and looked at Wen Le, who smiled wryly and took out Shushan's disciple token, saying that this was the first time he had shown his identity badge in front of outsiders.

"Is it Shushan's senior brother? Then you come with me."

Yun Yin bounced and led the way, and Wen Le followed behind with a black face, because he heard the little girl's muttering again with his sharp ears.

"Everyone says that Shushan disciples are very powerful. Why is this senior brother so stupid and lost his way?"

Damn, black history please don't talk about it!