Buddhist practice feeling and choose after pregnancy

When Xu Changtian appeared in Huaguang Temple, it was already evening.

The mountains are silent, as if there are only vegetation.

The meaning of Purdue compassion inhabits all things, making people calm and peaceful.

When he stepped over the steps, the white elephant gave him a quiet look.

Like a flash of light in the darkness.

The suzerain of the Wanjian faction bowed slightly, which was regarded as a salute.

The white elephant closed his eyes.

The feeling of being on the back disappeared.

Xu Changtian walked to the mountain gate step by step, and before he had time to knock on the door, he saw that the mountain gate, which had been closed for three months, suddenly opened.

A young monk stood inside the door.

"You came."

"I am coming."

Wu Wang said quietly, "It's useless for you to look for me, this bald donkey."

Xu Changtian looked down at the petite and small abbot, and said indifferently: "It's useful or not, I'm the only one who can tell."

Wuwang sneered, but still let the door open and let people in.

When Xu Changtian came, it happened to be evening class.

The sound of Buddha is not heard.

They quietly walked through the palace all the way, and Xu Changtian didn't speak again until they were seated in Wuwang's meditation room.

"Today's Thunder Fury..."

"The way of heaven?"

Wuwang lightly interrupted Xu Changtian's words, and the little monk's eyes were deep: "Is it the way of heaven that put us in such a prison?"

Xu Changtian's temples were slightly white, and his natural aura made him look daunting, but he still frowned at this moment, and said: "The way of heaven is impermanent, and things are not easy for the world. I'm afraid you know this kind of truth better than me."

Wuwang chuckled lightly and said: "Xu Changtian, you are wrong. You believe in the Tao, but I believe in the Buddha."

Xu Changtian's eyes moved slightly: "I don't want you to go around in circles. If you don't have a light, don't you stop him?"

The little monk Wuwang was wearing the abbot's cassock, just like wearing old years.

"Why should I stop him? If he can turn this world upside down, that's his ability."

Over the years, everyone has been speculating about the way of heaven, and everyone is hoping that the gate of heaven will reopen, but the way of heaven is impermanent, how can it be changed by the thoughts of the lower realm.This afternoon, there was a lot of wind and rain, and the sky thundered furiously. The aura that almost destroyed the world hadn't appeared for more than a thousand years.

Thousands of years ago, it should have been the thunder tribulation that would only appear every time a tribulation was crossed!

Xu Changtian shook his head, and said lightly: "He first went to Guangxia Prefecture, and then to Cangzhou. As a master, it's possible that you can't see what he wants to do?"

Wuwang laughed.

"so what?"

Whether Xie Chenshan wants to sacrifice for the world, or disturb the world, it is his choice.

Wuwang and Xu Changtian broke up unhappy.

After Xu Changtian left, Daoan knocked on the door.

"come in."

Abbot Wuwang said lazily.

Dao'an pushed open the door, but could still feel the sword intent in the room.

Wu Wang said: "That old fox Xu Changtian clearly already has a guess in his heart, and he specially wants to come over and have a fight with me."

The middle-aged monk sat down slowly, sighed and said, "After all, Wudeng's temperament is really unpredictable."

He clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Master, this disciple is stupid, and I really can't figure out what Wudeng is thinking."

Dao Chen's voice resounded quietly in the house.

"If my junior brother really wants to obey the destiny, eradicate evil spirits and crooked ways, let the filth of the world completely dissipate, prevent bad luck from recurring, and reopen the gate of heaven—then naturally there is a more convenient way."

Why do you need to defile yourself so much?

Dao Chen saw through the first layer, but couldn't figure out the second layer.

Wuwang laughed, shook his head and said, "Daoan, are you really unable to figure it out? Or don't want to figure it out."

Dao'an was stunned for a while, and said with a wry smile for a long time, "Then I probably don't want to figure it out."

Wuwang glanced at him, and said calmly in a childish voice: "More than two years ago, when Wudeng went back to the temple to tell me about my pregnancy, I had already told him the possible cause and effect. Well, with Xu Changtian's intentional or unintentional disclosure, Wudeng at least knows everything about it."

Dao Chen nodded, it should be.

"Wudeng speculates that it should be within three years. If within three years, if it cannot be conceived..."

Wu Wang paused here.

Dao Chen frowned, and said softly: "Since it is already conceiving, why should there be no lamp to nurturing it so carefully. Without the lamp, he..." He was slightly stunned, as if thinking of something, he hesitated to speak.

Wuwang laughed lightly.

"Didn't you guess it?"

The petite abbot stood up and said lightly: "What is Wudeng's temper? After all, we have watched the child grow up with our own eyes. No matter how hard and cold his heart is, there is still some warmth left in the end."

"That's why when the Demon Lord was really sentient, he wavered without a lamp." Dao'an sighed, "Master is right, it's not that I don't understand, but I just don't want to understand."

The matter between Mozun and Wudeng, no matter from the beginning or now, every step is so dangerous.

Dao couldn't help but close his eyes.

Heaven is impermanent.

Heaven is impermanent!

It is clear that heaven and earth gave birth to the ominous son of Demon Venerable, but they think that this is a different kind.

It is clear that Wudeng had a feeling to conceive, but she did it according to the sky, and shouldered the duty of influencing the demon king, but when the monster was really moved, it sent down thunder and anger.

Wu Wang seemed to sense the dissatisfaction of his disciples, so he laughed.

"Fool, according to what Xu Changtian said, ominous things can be born, but there is a glimmer of life left by the way of heaven; and everything is in the calculation, no matter whether you met that unlucky son back then, even if it is a change It’s the same situation as other people.” The little abbot walked up to Dao’an, and patted his forehead with his little hand.

"Do you think that fetus was really killed by you?"

Daochen opened his eyes abruptly.

The little abbot Wuwang was obviously smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"The way of heaven is ruthless. From the very beginning, the monster needs to be nourished by the human body. After going through all kinds of hardships, it flows out of the sea of ​​blood, and then is influenced by the Buddha. In the end, it dies for the endless bad luck in this world and wins all kinds of great luck. , able to reopen the Heavenly Gate!"

This has always been a naked conspiracy!

...

The fury of thunder in Cangzhou this time made Guangling Xianmen really spend a lot of time dealing with it.

After all, it happened near them, so it is impossible to just ignore it.It's just that when their disciples arrived, they saw that the mountain forest, which should have been bare all along, grew lush green at some point.

It's as if someone suddenly sprinkled nectar from poplar branches on this majestic mountain, making everything revive at this moment.

Lively and green.

It was as if the aura of thunder that destroyed the heavens and the earth fifteen minutes ago no longer existed.

I don't know who repaired the two solitary graves on the mountain.

The weeds have been cleared, and the color has been repainted. The faint smell of incense has not dissipated, and it is left in the fragrant and fresh vegetation.

The investigating disciples of Guangling Immortal Sect looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to catch even the slightest breath.

And a quarter of an hour ago, Xie Chenshan had already left with Mozun and Zhao Kesong with Shi Ranran.

They did not stop in Cangzhou.

Xie Chenshan seemed to know that something would happen from the very beginning, and had already asked Zhao Kesong to bring everything with him when he went out early in the morning.

It's just that the movement was really beyond Xie Chenshan's expectation.

The breath of the monster was a little sluggish.

Tianlei never really slashed at him, but the pure and strong aura still hurt him to some extent.

Xie Chenshan picked up a tentacles that slipped out and put them on his wrist, the smell of blood oozing from the unhealed wound made the tentacles swell a lot in an instant.

Another tentacle rushed up, fiercely snapping off the stealing tentacle!

Xie Chenshan grabbed the broken tentacle and couldn't laugh or cry.

Mozun said seriously: "Don't eat."

Zhao Kesong said weakly: "Master, Mozun, can you two tell me what happened just now? I can't figure it out with my stupid brain!"

Owl still refuses to come out of his arms, the butt. Butt is exposed, so angry that he wants to pluck out a few hairs.

Xie Chenshan said slowly: "Since neither you nor Mozun were injured, it's a good thing."

"But Mozun and I should be close to the master, so nothing happened."

At this moment, Zhao Kesong's mind was spinning really fast.

Those streaks of thunder wished to strike the Demon Lord to death, but they could only strike at other places reluctantly.

Xie Chenshan casually pinched the half of the broken tentacles, and said lightly: "This Buddha bone is more or less useful. Even without me, with the power of the Demon Lord, it is impossible to really allow the sky to be struck by lightning." Chop. At most, some injuries."

Zhao Kesong closed his eyes.

"Only I am the poorest one."

Xie Chenshan said with a smile: "That's not necessarily the case, this little pet you keep has incredible abilities."

Zhao Kesong patted the little bastard's ass, and said helplessly: "It's really capable, it's this bird's beak... Every time I open it, I want to squeeze its beak tightly, let It stops talking."

Otherwise, he wouldn't make him worry about this guy's life every time.

Xie Chenshan said: "That may be where its ability lies."

What he said had some profound meaning.

"Where are we going?" Mozun's voice rang out slowly, "A cultivator is approaching."

The front and back of these two sentences have nothing to do with each other at all, but Xie Chenshan has long been used to it, and just said with a smile: "Don't make a move on the devil, he must know this person."

Zhao Kesong doesn't dare to underestimate those cultivators who know Master Wudeng. Who knows if there is another person who wants to chase and kill?

The chilling sword intent was icy cold, like a piece of severe ice piercing through the bones.

When Meng Xia who came from Yujian landed, his face was really ugly.

His gaze swept over Xie Chenshan and Zhao Kesong, and fell straight on to the demon king behind him. His expression changed subtly, and he hurried forward, grabbing Xie Chenshan's sleeve and planning to leave without saying a word.

The blood eyes moved and fixed on Meng Xia's body.

"You want to take him away?"

Although it was slow and cold, it was coherent enough to form a sentence. When the sentence was uttered, even Meng Xia, who had witnessed Mozun's ignorant and dull appearance earlier, couldn't help being a little startled.

The current Demon Lord is completely different from the former Demon Lord!

Zhao Kesong also suddenly sacrificed the alchemy furnace, trying to stand in front of Xie Chenshan.

Xie Chenshan said calmly in the atmosphere of sword tension: "He is my friend, Mozun, Muzhi, don't worry so much."

"Then Cheng Guangxiao also said he was your friend!"

Zhao Kesong said indignantly.

Meng Xia glared at the young Zhao Kesong, and said speechlessly: "Cheng Guangxiao can compare with me? At least you list Baishu, so as not to tarnish my reputation just now. That's all, according to Baishu's recent plan, don't die of anger I'll forget it, it's a waste of time to talk about him. I just have something to explain to Wudeng."

His eyes looked at the Demon Lord.

"You are not allowed to listen, and he is not allowed to listen."

Meng Xia, the sword cultivator, spoke bluntly, expressing clearly that he didn't want anyone to listen to him.

Xie Chenshan looked at Meng Xia with seemingly calm but angry eyes, and followed him with a smile.

It is impossible to let others listen to it, so it is impossible to lead it to the side.

So it was just to set up a magic circle to prevent the sound from leaking out.

Meng Xia turned to look at Xie Chenshan, his dark eyes were full of burning anger, and his handsome face was even distorted because of it.

"Thank you mountain!"

Rarely did he call his name so sternly.

"What exactly are you planning to do to the demon?"

Xie Chenshan frowned and smiled lightly, as if he had heard some funny joke.

"Meng Xia, why are you asking me this question instead?"

His eyes looked not far away, and he was using a tentacle to tease the owl Demon Lord.That scared the little pet even harder into Zhao Kesong's arms, but unfortunately, even his master Zhao Kesong was also afraid.

He said: "Don't you think that the current Demon Lord is a few times more human than before?"

Meng Xia waved his hand angrily.

"Then what? You changed the Demon Lord from a chaotic demon to a passionate demon. Then, what are you going to do?"

He repeated the question he had just asked.

"Meng Xia, does this answer have anything to do with you?" Xie Chenshan withdrew his gaze and looked at Meng Xia calmly.

Meng Xia said: "Now it has nothing to do with morality, nor does it have anything to do with so-called righteousness. If you killed the demon king openly, I would only call you Master Wudeng and lament your contribution to the world, but if you take advantage of this inferiority To seek the so-called success with three indiscriminate means, it can only be regarded as blinding me before, and I actually recognize people like you as friends!"

His anger cannot be concealed.

What the master said before echoed in his ears.

"I thought Master warned me because I was afraid that I would be superior because of some sacrifices you made. I never thought that what he was targeting was actually my ridiculous, meaningless, and weak sense of justice!"

Meng Xia's actions may seem ridiculous to others, after all, he is a Demon Lord, if he really did something to him, it would be nothing more than doing justice for the heavens.

In the world, how could anyone be so angry like him?

But this is what he insisted on.

Meng Xia's swordsmanship is different from others.

The sword he swung was not only for himself, but also for others; not only for killing the enemy, but also for justice.

"Meng Xia, it's better for you not to interfere in this matter."

Xie Chenshan frowned, as if there was something unspeakable.

Meng Xia said in a deep voice: "If I must follow you."

Compared with what he saw last time, his cultivation this time has improved a lot, and he has approached Huashen before he knew it.

Meng Xia's swordsmanship is different from others, so if the morality he upholds matches the way he walks, then the power he wields will only be more powerful than before!

If Xie Chenshan and Meng Xia got into a fight, it would really be a troublesome matter.

Xie Chenshan sighed, an indescribable expression flashed across that ordinary face, and then he returned to calm.

"If you really want to follow, then follow."

Xie Chenshan said lightly: "But before that, you must make an oath with me. No matter what I do, you are not allowed to interrupt me in the middle, and I can assure you that I will not do what you think. matter."

Meng Xia frowned suspiciously.

Wudeng's words can be said to be beneficial and harmless to him.

But if there is no light, can you really believe that?

"it is good!"

Meng Xia flatly agreed.

The fluctuation of their covenant seems to have attracted the attention of the demon king.

Blood eyes looked in their direction.

A few tentacles came back from nowhere, slowly retracted into the body, and hid them deep in the body.

...

Zhao Kesong didn't know why they had somehow added a Sword Cultivator along the way.

Meng Xia's personality is really bright and cheerful, after learning about Zhao Kesong's life experience, he couldn't help but feel pity for him, and he always gave him some pointers along the way.Even at the very beginning, Zhao Kesong was wary of him, but as time passed, he was unknowingly influenced by Meng Xia's cheerfulness.

After all, they were still young boys, and after they got to know each other well, the two of them always liked to chat together.

Meng Xia would occasionally give advice on Zhao Kesong's practice, but most of his attention was still on Mozun and Buddha Xiu.

His observations were always aboveboard, and he didn't care whether others would find out, so Zhao Kesong quickly noticed the extra attention that this swordsman paid to that one person and one demon.

Zhao Kesong said curiously: "Brother Meng, what are you doing looking at the two of them?"

As long as the Buddha is around, the demon king is always very talkative, and he can't even see the evil intentions in his body, he can only think that he is a relatively indifferent young man.

"I think, is there something wrong with the Demon Venerable's sight?"

Although Meng Xia really didn't like Xie Chenshan's calculations, those were issues related to his way.As a friend, he was naturally worried about having no lights.

Zhao Kesong also muttered along with him.

"I think so too. Brother Meng, you don't know, I always feel that the Demon Venerable won't... Really like the Grandmaster, right?" When facing other people, he naturally did not dare to say so firmly, so he could only make a vague allusion.

he hoped it was his illusion

"He's a bald ass!"

Meng Xia subconsciously blurted out.

Zhao Kesong coughed twice: "Master is not bald yet."

That waterfall of blue hair is very beautiful.

"Oh, that's not what I meant." Meng Xia waved his hand, "He is a Buddhist cultivator. Although I don't know why he hasn't been ordained to become a monk until now, but a Buddhist cultivator must abide by the precepts."

Zhao Kesong said with a sad face: "Hey, I don't understand this matter. However, the Demon Lord seems to have become more and more humane recently. When I used to follow the master, I always felt that the Demon Lord's eyes seemed to be more and more humane. It seems that I can't tolerate other things, but recently he occasionally talks to me, although they are all asking about the master, but at least he really saw me."

Zhao Kesong didn't know if he had explained that feeling clearly.

Meng Xia was thoughtful.

"Seeing" and "not seeing", these are two mysterious differences.

He understood what Zhao Kesong wanted to say.

Ever since they left Cangzhou, they have been heading north all the way, and before they knew it, they were almost approaching the Demon Realm.

The closer you get to the Demon Realm, the more you can feel those mixed auras.

If the aura that the human race can absorb is purer and purer, it will naturally be more beneficial to cultivation.If the more mixed, this aura is absorbed into the body, the more likely to cause accidents.

Therefore, for those big sects of cultivating immortals, they tend to settle in places with the most abundant and purest aura.

But in the land where the three worlds of humans, demons, and demons border each other, those auras are naturally mixed.

Xie Chenshan specifically instructed Zhao Kesong to practice recently, he must hold the spirit stone in his hand, and not rashly absorb the free spirit energy from the outside world.

In Zhao Kesong's bracelet, there were a lot of spirit stones.

Hearing what the master said, he naturally kept it in mind for the rest of the journey.

He always kept his head on his way and never asked Master Wudeng why they left.

But Meng Xia is different.

He looked at their direction thoughtfully, and said unhurriedly, "Wu Deng, are you planning to bring the demon respect back to the Demon Realm?"

So why bother to dig people out of the Demon Realm?

Xie Chenshan said unhurriedly: "I just agreed at the beginning, you can follow us, but I never promised, and I will answer your questions."

Meng Xia:?

His hands are itchy.

It's just that his fighting spirit against Wudeng was just ignited when he was suddenly met by Mozun's eyes.His pale and handsome face was stiff and cold, without any emotion, but with a cold killing intent.

Naturally, Meng Xia's cultivation was not comparable to that of Mozun.

But he still smiled under such pressure: "Mozun, Wudeng is not your property, it's better to restrain your possessiveness a little bit."

Mozun thought for a moment, then said to him: "What is possessiveness?"

It seemed like a new word to him.

Xie Chenshan turned around with some dumbfounding, and said to Meng Xia helplessly, "Don't instill any weird things in Mozun."

Meng Xia raised his eyebrows: "You're farting, I'm just teaching Mozun the principles of how to behave!"

The two of them were good friends to begin with, and this kind of verbal behavior was thrown out casually.

The kind of intimacy between friends is fully revealed.

Mozun stared at it blankly for a while, and suddenly understood what Meng Xia's word meant without a teacher.

In no mood.

I don't want to see Xie Chenshan showing such a bright smile to others.

Meng Xia suddenly saw a strange black mist coming, and there seemed to be endless rolling tentacles in the black mist.

Those tentacles were like a wide open mouth, swallowing Wudeng right in front of him in an instant.

Mozun thought.

Mine, don't show it!

The author has something to say: Six thousand update get√

Meng Xia: What the hell is this!

Zhao Kesong: Hello, this is a tentacle, and that is also a tentacle, just get used to it (eyes closed)

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