Nightfall

> It is getting closer and closer to the summit of Wa Mountain. The Buddha statue on the top of the mountain has become taller and taller in people's eyes. It seems that the top of the head has touched the real sky dome. Seeing this picture, the practitioners were greatly shocked. 《》

There was no stone statue of Buddha in the eyes of the Nanjin chess master. He followed the black carriage obediently like the most honest student. His eyes were full of admiration.

Seeing that his subordinates were doing so, His Royal Highness Prince Jin Jin was naturally in a very bad mood. When the mountain breeze occasionally lifted the curtains on the car to reveal the beautiful face of Moshan Mountain, his face became more ugly.

The monks in the buddhas are undoubtedly the most lofty people in the field, so although they have always remained quiet, no one dares to come close to the people of the ascetic monks in the lunar kingdom. People in the unknowable place suddenly appeared in the world, it must be because of a big event, but no one can guess what his origin is.

The top of Washan Peak is extremely open and gentle, as if the entire mountain was cut from it, a huge stone ping is naturally formed. However, because the stone statue of the Buddha in the middle of the stone ping is too tall, it looks a little small, just like the Buddha Step on the tiles under your feet.

This stone statue of Buddha after the Lanke Temple is said to be one of the tallest Buddha statues in the world. However, only when you really come to the Buddha statue can you truly appreciate the unspeakable shock.

Ning Que raised his head and looked at the wisps of autumn clouds drifting slowly across the chest of the Buddha statue. He remembered taking Sang Sang back to Changan a few years ago and looking at the wall of the Changan city wall standing in the cloud. It is higher than the wall of Chang'an City, and some small feelings can't help but subconsciously.

The concealed cave of Master Qishan is not on the peak. The black carriage went around the Buddha statue and descended the mountain road for a moment. Then, under the huge left foot heel of the Buddha statue, I saw a broken gate.

At this time the autumn day was slanting, and the shadow of the Washan Buddha statue almost covered the entire foothills of the back mountain. The cave was at the foot of the Buddha statue, and it was extremely quiet. The vines between the stone walls seemed to turn into thick black lines.

There is a natural hole on the cliff between the vines, there is a square stone flat in front of the hole, and the wood and grass branches are randomly set up next to the mountain road. It is the broken door that people see, and the latch on the door is hidden There is rust, it can be seen that it is rarely opened.

But today's Lumen has opened.

The black carriage stopped in front of Lumen, and Ning Que lifted Sang Sang out of the carriage, the hottest time of the day. Although there are shadows covering the mountains. But it was not cold, so he didn't drape her.

This is the first time many practitioners in the field have seen Sang Sang's appearance clearly.

People looked at this ordinary face, their hair yellow and wilted. The little girl who was mentally agitated couldn't help but feel surprised, thinking of such a humble little girl. Is it the legendary daughter of light?

The sea monk walked into Lumen with Ning Que and Sang Sang.

An old monk stood outside the cave, wondering how long he had waited.

The senior monks of the Lanke Temple are all hidden in the Washan Mountains, and they are naturally very old.

It's just that the old monk is different.

When he was still in autumn, the old monk had put on a thick cotton monk's clothes, which seemed extremely cold. Wearing such thick clothes, he did not look bloated. I can imagine how thin the body under the monk's clothes was His long yellow eyebrows frowned. The mental stupor seems to be ill, or has been ill.

Sang Sang opened his eyes wide and looked at the old monk curiously, feeling close to her and familiar with her eyes. After a while, she wanted to understand what was going on. Can't help but smile.

The old monk also laughed and said, "Is it possible that people who are chronically ill in the world look a bit similar? I think you little girl feels close, and if you want to come, you feel the same way, but it is a pity that my long-ill-ill-being person You can't cure your illness, or you will be disappointed later. But don't be close to me. "

The old monk is naturally Master Qishan.

In the floods that year, the master tried to save people. It took a lot of effort to repair the behavior. After being seriously ill, he still resisted the turbulent waves all night. The repair was almost completely abolished. This disease followed him for decades.

Ning Que looked at Master Qishan and said respectfully: "Master has long been a good doctor, and naturally heals people."

Master Qishan looked at Ning Que and smiled, "Mr. Thirteen is indeed an interesting person. He heard that today was extremely tough under the mountain, but I didn't expect to be so gentle when he came to Lu."

Ning Que was extremely thick-skinned and straightforwardly said, "The juniors in the mountains are anxious to see the master. Because they are anxious, they are nervous, they are anxious because they are nervous, and they are anxious because they are anxious. How can you regain your old ways after repenting? "

"Seventy years ago, I asked the old man who learned from Confucius, how can you claim to be a junior before me?"

Master Qishan repeatedly waved his hand and said, "You and our brothers are commensurate."

As soon as this remark came out, Ning Que and other practitioners didn't think it was different, but the face of the sea-monk who had been asked by Ning Que to be commensurate with his brothers became darker. I thought this generation was really messed up.

Master Qishan looked at Sang Sang and asked with a smile: "Do you come to play this third game?"

Sang Sang leaned forward to salute her body and replied, "It is."

If Master Dongming in Qiuting previously made her feel close, then the old monk in front of her made her feel very close as well as trusting her, just like seeing a teacher, so she seemed very polite.

Sang Sang is a very transparent person. Others are kind or malicious to her, like the light or the night, and can directly show the true side in her heart, so she did not miss the person.

Seeing the trust in her subtle movements, Ning Que's mood gradually settled.

Master Qishan asked again: "Do you represent the Xiling Temple or ..."

Sang Sang is the next bright priest and has a very close relationship with the academy, so the master will only ask this question.

Sang Sang was stunned and replied: "I ... I represent my young master?"

In recent years, she is used to calling Ning Que a young master.

Others do not know her habit. Today, on the Wa Mountain, those practitioners heard for the first time. They could not help but be shocked and speechless. They thought that the bright daughter actually called others the young master?

Many people look at Ning Que with a complex expression, unable to tell whether they are envious or jealous, and those who have been loyal to the Xiling Temple for thousands of years have vaguely expressed their anger.

Listening to this answer, Master Qishan nodded slightly and said, "That's the representative academy."

Sang Sang thought for a while and said, "It seems so."

Master Qishan looked at Ning Que and smiled and asked, "I was treated as a young master by the bright daughter of the Xiling Temple. Didn't Mr. Er say that it was not ritualistic and did not use the court to govern you?"

Ning Que said with a smile: "My wife is used to calling me this way. As for Brother II ... Both the teacher and the master are back, and I am not afraid of him."

Master Qishan laughed, but affected the old diseases in his body, coughing again and again.

The monk watching the sea hurriedly took out the pills and served him to swallow.

Master Qishan walked under the pergola next to Shiping and sat next to a chessboard, saying: "Although it is for treatment, but since such an uninteresting rule was set, it is always necessary to play chess."

After several conversations, Ning Que confirmed that the relationship between the master and the academy was very close, and the mood was more relaxed, and the courage became bigger. Try to ask: "If I lose, can I still see a doctor?"

The master said: "Buddha is merciful ... Washan's three games, the pick is the one who is destined. Since this little girl is sick, and I will have some superficial medical skills, this is the destiny. How can it not be seen?"

Ning Que was very happy and said casually: "This is the compassion of the master, but not the compassion of the Buddha. Nowadays, there are two Buddhism and Taoism, Wanjia Taoism, and hundreds of Buddhist temples. Who can remember these two words."

Master Qishan sighed and said, "Too close to the light, you can't see anything else. If you are too far from the Buddha, you can't see the Buddha itself, just like this Buddha statue on the top of my Wa Mountain. It ’s a lot of people ’s fat, but before you come to the Buddha statue, where can you see the whole picture of the Buddha, at most you can only see a little finger. ”

This statement was very meaningful. The monks watching the sea and the monks at the Lanke Temple were calmly listening, and the monks at the Baita Temple from the Moon Kingdom also listened carefully. Only Qu Ni Madi showed a little irony, thinking the old monk So it is mysterious.

What kind of character Master Qishan naturally does not care about this old woman.

He looked up at the huge Buddha statue above the cave that seemed to open the sky dome, and said with emotion: "Buddha had left a decree before Nirvana, no statue of Tao, no worship, but thousands of years have passed, and A few Buddhist disciples can remember these words? And which Buddhist temple does not have the golden statue of the Buddha in the main hall of the temple? The younger generations in the Lanke Temple had to stand up, and they had to stand up so tall. Lu moved to the feet of Buddha, thinking if one day the Buddha was not happy, it would be nice if he stepped on my feet.

If the monk watching the sea had an understanding, all the monks in the Lanke Temple suddenly looked awkward, and the abbot was even scared.

At this moment, the buddha was quiet for a whole day, and the thick voice sounded again. The first commanding school from Xuankong Temple praised: "Five years apart ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Uncle Master Dharma is becoming more and more exquisite and congratulatory."

Master Qishan shook his head and said, "I went out of the temple when I was young and went back to red dust. I never signed a law number in the memoir or lecture, how can I be the first to call me Uncle Shi?"

The monks in the buddha no longer said anything, but insisted on doing a ritual.

Master Qishan looked like Sang Sang and asked, "Are you hungry, little girl?"

At noon in the Zen monastery, Sang Sang only ate some green vegetables and played chess like that in the autumn pavilion. Instead of getting tired, he became more energetic but began to feel a little hungry, so she nodded.

Master Qishan somehow found a green pear, rubbed it with cotton cloth monk sleeves, and then handed it to Sang Sang. Ci Ai said, "First eat a pear and fill your stomach."

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(Seeing the monthly ticket you voted in the guest Zhuqueji during Qingyu years, I am very grateful. Thank you. Three chapters today, this is the first chapter, and I hope to write it before twelve in the next chapter.).