As time goes by, some things under the table are gradually put on the table, and the turbulent undercurrent begins to calm down, like the calm before the storm.
In Xiwulin, a remote place of refuge, one can only hear the endless sound of the piano, resounding through the sky.
Thousands of layers of golden and green clouds are rolling over, the mountains are covered with trees and bamboos, and there is no way to find a clear stream for ten miles, and the water flows into the human world.
On the dust peak, two figures were seen "busy", one was playing the piano and the other was planting flowers.
In the past years, after Wen Bodhi was born from the Holy Bodhi, in addition to his master, the Buddha, there was another person who guided him to practice Buddhism. This person was a sutra master in the Brahma who specialized in teaching Buddhism. His name was Master Chuan Deng. : As quiet as Zen.
The two had a deep relationship and were both teachers and friends. After Wen Bodhi left Brahma, Jing Ruchan also left with him, and the two lived in seclusion and practiced together in this secluded house with pure eaves.
Decades ago, Wen Bodhi participated in a fellow practitioner. After returning, Jing Ruchan could clearly see the changes that had taken place in him.
For that period of the past, although it has not been completely explored, it has taken half a step from it. However, the final result can only depend on fate.
"Huh? The cloud appearance has changed, but my friend is coming to visit."
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and Wen Bodhi pressed his fingers on the strings, raised his eyes to look at the changing clouds, and spoke with a smile.
After a while, I saw the clouds on the horizon and the dawn of the sea, and the Confucianism stirred up the nine heavens:
"Abandon one's own knowledge, and understand the meaning of all people; debate the thoughts of the past and the present, and aspire to the period of sages and sages."
An elegant figure descended from the sky and landed on the top of Mochen Peak.
When he saw the person coming, Wen Bodhi looked solemn, turned his head and asked in a serious manner:
"The pure eaves live in seclusion and seclusion from the world. Why do Confucian scholars travel here?"
Yu Lijing laughed in her heart and simply accompanied him on his mischief: "I came here because of the common people."
"Where are the common people?" Zhiwen asked Bodhi again.
The answer is: "In the midst of turmoil and suffering, in front of you and me."
"Why come here to seek answers?"
"Law."
After a while of silence, Wen Bodhi smiled and said, "It's only been a few years, and you can't sit still?"
At the same time as he spoke, he first put away the guqin in front of him, then transformed into a tea set and began to make tea.
Yu Lijing sat opposite him and said with the same smile: "Isn't this the first time I came to ask for help from my friends?"
Not far away, Jing Ruzen listened to the exchange between the two and felt relieved. No matter what, it was a good thing that Asking Bodhi was not trapped in the past.
"With all your ink, it would be great if you don't treat me like a gunman. Are you asking for help?"
"My friend's words are really sad."
"Ha, back to business, my friend is wearing the fragrance of Brahma. Are you really asking for help?" asked Bodhi with a face full of disbelief.
"Before coming to our friend's place, we went to Xihuang Buddhist Realm and visited our senior."
After leaving Xihuang Buddhist Realm, Jun Fengqing returned first and started arranging relevant affairs, while Yuli Jing came here to visit his friends.
There is no way, this place in Xiwulin...
All I can say is that I understand everything.
Moreover, this time is indeed an opportunity, an opportunity for friends to embark on a new path.
Wen Bodhi thought for a while and asked: "So, you are not the only one who is in Xiwulin now, right?"
No matter which angle you look at it, his good friend is holding something bad in his stomach.
but……
He was quite interested, and his intuition told him that maybe he could really find the answer this time.
"Of course, the affairs of Xiwulin are coordinated by Chenglin, and I am just a deputy."
Yu Lijing did not hide it. When they were fellow practitioners in the past, they had a good relationship in private.
Wen Bodhi sighed: "What you have in mind is not trivial."
"That's why I need to ask my friends for help." Yu Li said with a smile.
"Law?"
"Law."
The methods of the three teachings are different because each party has different ideas.
However, since we are preparing to meet all the people, we naturally have to learn from the strengths of others and be inclusive.
Wen Bodhi was born and died in the Brahma universe. He is not only a sect of the three religions, but also a high-level official of the three religions. At the same time, he has close friendship with them. Naturally, he is one of the best choices. Well, one of them.
After all, Xiwulin is regarded as the private territory of Buddhism. When you are not planning to do anything like cutting down mountains and destroying temples, you naturally need to give others a share of the pie.
In this way, if there are rumors and rumors and want to do something provocative, Buddhism will not turn a blind eye even if it is hidden from the world.
Regarding this point, Yuli Jing did not hide it, and the choice was in the hands of Wen Bodhi.
"Interesting, I agree."
As he finished speaking, he saw a magical weapon materializing. The sword body was burgundy in color, with a wood grain extending in the center. There were bodhi gold leaves emblazoned on the hand guard. It was the magic weapon transformed from the branches of the holy Bodhi——
Cause and effect have no roots, Bodhi Slash.
The Dharma instrument appears and the Buddha's light shines, which represents the determination to ask for Bodhi.
Since his rebirth, he is no longer limited to studying in one family, and is no longer rigidly bound by his family status. Especially the previous time he was a fellow practitioner of the three religions, he has gained a lot.
"Then I am here to say thank you to my friends for everyone."
Jing Ruchan paid attention to everything silently. He was not sure, and asked Bodhi whether he could let go completely. But in any case, judging from his current performance.
This trip may be due to fate. When fate comes, the corresponding "fruit" will naturally be born.
After the business talk was over, the two of them drank tea and reminisced about the past, exchanging what happened after the fellow practitioners finished.
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Time is like falling flowers and running water, and it is already a hundred years later in the blink of an eye.
Unexpectedly, the early autumn nights are getting longer, and the breeze is becoming more and more desolate; the scorching heat has retreated, and the thatched house is quiet, and there is dew on the bushes under the steps.
Under the thatched cottage, two people were seen sitting opposite each other on the ground a few feet apart. One had a long beard, white eyebrows and hair, and was holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand; the other was middle-aged, with not much white hair on his hand. Holding a book.
Between the two of them, there was a sandbox with mountains, rivers, and forces distributed in an extremely orderly manner, as if it contained the entire situation of the plight.
The old man pointed at the changes on the sand table and sighed: "At the current speed, if the Tiance Dynasty wants to unify the northern territories, it will take at least hundreds of years."
"According to this, it is possible that Xiwulin's Tiandu will be unified faster." The middle-aged man pointed at the changes on the other side of the sand table while speaking.
The old man stroked his long beard and immediately retorted: "Even with Cheng Lin's help, and the support of Xiao Tie and Bashi Chunqiu, unless we attack first and then cure, we can't even think about it."
"Old Mu, what you said is wrong. You know, the resistance in Xiwulin is much smaller than that in the north." After hearing this, the middle-aged man replied with a smile.
"Even so, there is my girl and Yide Xitian behind the Tiance Dynasty, plus Chongyang has also added more people, how can it be slower than the sky!
Lao Jing, when did you learn to tell lies with open eyes? "
The old man blew his beard and glared. He even sat up straighter, looking proud of himself.
"But Cheng Lin is the heir chosen by the Chongyang Festival, and he has tied the son of Karma who destroyed Brahma Yu to the chariot. In addition, there is the boy from Su He Nian's family to help. Everything is still undecided."
The middle-aged man sitting opposite did not give in at all, and his words were tit-for-tat.
Do you know that in a group friend’s book, after being milked to death once, she didn’t believe in evil? Therefore, I would like to invite Yangzi to be the first sacrifice after a million words!
(End of chapter)
