"Amitabha, Brother Li, what are you talking about?"
In the Qingxin Courtyard of the Southwest Palace, Sanzang looked at the two people in front of him and asked with confusion.
Divine realm, what divine realm, and who is Elder Ge?
"fine."
Li Ziye came back to his senses and asked calmly, "Little monk, I haven't seen you practicing martial arts recently. Are you starting to show off at a young age?"
"It's stuck."
Sanzang replied very calmly, "It's useless to practice any more. You need opportunities to upgrade."
"Stick it."
Li Ziye said nonchalantly, "When I go to Kunshan and the Phoenix reaches Nirvana, my cultivation will surpass yours."
"Amitabha."
Sanzang glanced at the sky and replied seriously, "Brother Li, it's not dark yet, so stop talking in your sleep."
"Ah."
Li Ziye smiled faintly and reminded, "Little monk, there is a question that you must consider in advance. Winter is coming, and Qingqing will definitely lead the demon army south. How will you choose then."
"Amitabha."
After hearing the words of his friend in front of him, Sanzang sighed softly and responded, "All living beings are equal. Regardless of human race or demon race, they all have the right to survive."
"No."
Li Ziye said calmly, "All living beings are never equal. Although we have no right to judge others, we have always decided the life and death of others. In the final analysis, this world is about the law of the jungle. Little monk, unless you step into the realm of gods , Otherwise, you don’t even have the right to talk to Qingqing on an equal footing. She wants to fight for the survival of her demon tribe, so she will not be swayed because of personal emotions."
"God realm?"
Sanzang murmured, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and responded, "The young monk must try his best to set foot in it."
"Come on, you are the savior of the human race." Li Ziye said skillfully.
"..."
Sanzang was speechless when he heard the familiar chicken soup.
Son of Destiny, fooling people online!
"Mr. Sai."
While the two were talking, a beautiful figure stepped forward outside the small courtyard. It was the medical girl Wan Qiluo who was supposed to be in the backyard.
Outside the hospital, Wan Qiluo Yingying bowed and said softly, "Qiluo, I need to see you for something."
In the courtyard, Li Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly and responded, "I'm not feeling well. Let's talk about it tomorrow."
"It concerns the princess's body."
Wan Qiluo said seriously, "Qiluo, I would like to discuss this with Mr.
"Come in and talk."
When Li Ziye heard that it was about the princess, he immediately changed his attitude and responded.
With permission, Wan Qiluo stepped into the small courtyard, looked at the white-haired young man on the machine chair, and said calmly, "Mr. Sai, I don't think it is a good thing for the princess to practice martial arts now, although I have never Practicing martial arts, but you also know that martial arts is a process of developing the body's potential. The princess's current body is too weak, and practicing martial arts will only accelerate the consumption of the princess's body."
"Your Majesty didn't say anything. Miss Qiluo, are you taking too much care?" Li Ziye responded with an indifferent expression.
"Qiluo doesn't know why the prince didn't object, but as a doctor, you have to consider the patient's health."
Wan Qiluo said insistently, "Mr. Sai asked the princess to practice Tai Chi. I have no objection, but I must not practice the mental method anymore."
"What if I insist on doing this?" Li Ziye sneered.
"Then Qiluo, we can only tell the princess the pros and cons and let the princess make her own decision." Wan Qiluo said seriously.
"what ever."
Li Ziye said nonchalantly, "I can't control what you want to say, but you are not qualified to control what I want to do."
"Mr. Sai."
Wan Qiluo looked at the indifferent look of the person in front of her and sighed softly, "You and I also want to cure the princess's illness as soon as possible. We have the same purpose. If there is anything, we can discuss it."
"no need."
Li Ziye turned the machine chair and said calmly, "Xiaosi, see the guests off."
"yes."
Xiaosi took the order, took a step forward, and said coldly, "Miss Qiluo, please!"
Wan Qiluo opened her mouth, looked at the back in front of her, turned and left without saying anything.
"Amitabha, Brother Li."
On the side, Sanzang asked in confusion, "The young monk also feels that it is not appropriate for the princess to practice Tai Chi Jin now, so why don't you wait any longer."
"wait?"
Li Ziye asked, "When will we wait? Wait until the war is over?"
"It's just a mental method. Is there any difference between learning it and not learning it?" Sanzang asked doubtfully.
"There is indeed not much difference in the mental skills of Tai Chi Jin whether you learn it or not, but the other skills are different."
Li Ziye responded calmly, "A little awe-inspiring energy, a thousand miles of joyful wind, do you think, why Confucian disciples have almost never had traitors or scum for thousands of years, just because of their good origins?"
When Sanzang heard this, his expression was shocked and he asked in disbelief, "Brother Li wants the princess to cultivate the righteousness of Confucianism?"
"The Confucian school is so upright and cleanses the mind, which is very suitable for a princess." Li Ziye said calmly.
"Prince and Crown Prince, do you know?" Sanzang asked, his expression downcast.
"I know." Li Ziye responded.
"The prince and the prince didn't object?"
Sanzang asked with a surprised look on his face, "Could it be that in order to send troops, the prince and the prince even ignored the princess's body?"
"Little monk, didn't you just say that all living beings are equal?"
Li Ziye said calmly, "Wouldn't it be better to overdraw a little of the princess's longevity in exchange for the Southwest Palace to send troops to end this war as soon as possible and save the lives of thousands of people in Li?"
When Sanzang heard this, his expression froze and he didn't know how to answer.
"Don't worry, Buddha."
At this moment, Xiaosi walked back and explained, "The young master has ground the colorful lotus heart and added it little by little to the princess's food and soup according to the dosage every day, so the princess's longevity will not be affected. "
"Colorful Lotus Heart?"
Sanzang seemed to understand something, his eyes widened and he said in surprise, "Grindered?"
Lie down.
It's too wasteful. In this case, most of the medicinal properties of the divine item will be wasted.
"The princess's body is too weak to take the colorful lotus heart directly, so she can only grind it and use it bit by bit."
Xiaosi said softly, "Although it is a bit wasteful, this is the only way to ensure that the princess's longevity will not be affected by practicing Confucianism's righteousness."
"I see."
After hearing Xiaosi's explanation, Sanzang said with emotion, "Brother Li is very thoughtful, but this little monk is just a fool."
Having said this, Sanzang seemed to have thought of something and asked puzzledly, "Brother Li, why didn't you explain it to Miss Qiluo just now?"
"Why explain?"
Li Ziye responded calmly, "She won't tell the princess how to sing the next play. Only when the princess knows the pros and cons can she think about why the Southwest King and the Crown Prince did this. Little monk, learn it slowly. you are way behind!"
