Xu Jingyun said in her heart: You are not only the willow tree by the lake, you are much taller than the sycamore tree.
He truly deserves to be his disciple, Wushuang is indeed higher than Wutong.
I couldn't help but laugh while drinking tea, looking at the young lady sitting aside looking a little silly.
I thought to myself that I had sensed a little bit of the vitality of heaven and earth, and why the master was much happier than he looked.
"Master is just happy for you. You can pour your own tea and let Master enjoy this rare autumn sunshine. The sky is still full of clouds this morning, but now the sun is shining brightly."
"Whether she makes things clear at night or not, in the following days, I will practice swordsmanship with you for an hour every day. When it snows, maybe you can kill three snowflakes."
Xu Jingyun said with a smile.
Hearing that the master was finally going to practice swordsmanship, the young lady was very happy. She added tea to Xu Jingyun's cup, touched her braid, and said softly: "I don't know if Li Ye is like me, or not." I feel the spirit of heaven and earth.”
Xu Jingyun put down the hand holding the teacup, looked at the young lady and said, "Although he has been taught by his teacher, the ability to comprehend the energy of heaven and earth is something that happens by chance, and it is not something that can be accomplished naturally by practicing the techniques. "
The young lady nodded. "I hope he is as lucky as me. If we meet next year, he won't be able to beat me."
When I think of that guy on Tianshan Mountain, the little sister will feel a hint of joy in her heart.
...
Tang Qiuyu and Xia Wutong, who lived in the Concierge Building, were also enjoying tea around the tea table.
The little girl looked at her master and said puzzledly: "Master, why doesn't Uncle Xu let us live at her place, so that I can play with Sister Wushuang?"
Tang Qiuyu looked at the innocent Xia Wutong and wondered if she should be dragged into the world so early.
After thinking for a while, he sighed softly and murmured: "My teacher had some misunderstandings with her in the early years. It's right for her to hate me. This time, she is willing to receive us and make tea for us herself. It's already It’s rare.”
The little girl didn't know the story of the master and her uncle until now, and she opened her mouth not knowing what to say.
Looking at his apprentice, Tang Qiuyu smiled and said, "This is an old thing between me and her. It will not affect your relationship with Guan Wushuang. You can do whatever you want with the Phoenix Sect these days."
Seeing the innocence on his disciple's face, he really didn't want her to get involved in his grudge right now, but thinking about the way his junior sister was neither humble nor arrogant, he wanted to slap her with his disciple's hands.
With her heart full of knots, she fell into the battle between heaven and earth.
Looking down from upstairs, the scenery is endless in golden autumn and October.
The autumn wind blew slightly, carrying the scent of the lake. At a glance, half of the mountain was covered with forest, and only the hanging branches of the willow trees by the lake were graceful in the wind.
While she was thinking about how to repair the grudges she had with her junior sister many years ago, she also wanted to use her junior sister's shoulders to climb up. One thing she knew was that if she had made unreasonable demands, Liangzi would probably not be able to resolve them in this lifetime.
The Buddha said that one can become a Buddha with one thought, become a devil with one thought, flowers will bloom and fall with one thought, right and wrong with one thought.
After thinking for a long time and drinking tea three times, there was no result.
Suddenly she thought that Monk Fangcunshan Minghui, who passed by Qingcheng the year before last, had given her a Buddha's greeting. She took out the yellow paper wrapped in a brocade bag from the space ring, opened it and looked at it carefully.
...
Your heart is like that cup, although it can tolerate it, it will make you full of pain
If your heart is like that basin, pain will no longer fill your heart
Your heart is like the Buddha, like the sea
Bitter stool is no longer suffering, but a kind of salvation
Use tolerance and openness to transcend suffering and turn it into sweetness.
It was like a thunder exploded in her mind, waking her up from her dream. No wonder I have been depressed and melancholy all these years. It turns out that I have turned my heart into a porcelain cup, which cannot accommodate others and naturally causes a lot of pain that cannot be resolved.
The compassionate look of the old monk appeared in her mind, and she looked at the appearance of her precious disciple in front of her. Her heart, as hard as iron, seemed to be poured into a pot of red-hot molten iron and slowly melting.
She made up her mind at this moment to reconcile with her junior sister no matter what, and use her sincerity to resolve the grudges she had made many years ago so that the two girls could interact happily.
A senior sister brought a bowl of white and yellow cake and placed it on Tang Qiuyu's table. She smiled and said, "Senior, please try our Fenghuang Mountain's unique autumn pear cake. It's sweet and soothes your throat." After saying that, he bowed and walked away.
Xia Wutong picked up a piece and handed it to the master. He also picked a piece and put it in his mouth to eat. He looked at Tang Qiuyu for a moment and said, "Master, this is very delicious. Our Qingcheng cakes don't have this taste."
Tang Qiuyu took a taste, then looked at his apprentice and said: "That's because the rice here is very famous and is ground very fine. The autumn pears on the mountain are also pickled and pickled. Of course, they are rougher than those in our mountains." The food is delicious.”
"Eating this in autumn is good for a woman's throat. I'll ask your uncle to pack more for you before leaving." Tang Qiuyu looked at his apprentice lovingly.
A night banquet filled with overt and covert fighting disappeared before Tang Qiuyu's thought.
Thinking that he had crossed the threshold of distraction and that his junior sister was still struggling outside the door, Tang Qiuyu felt a trace of joy and a trace of guilt in his heart.
Although their master has left this world, when they were young, Xia Wutong and Shangguan Wushuang were what they are today, and they were even much closer than they were.
And no matter how his disciple looked better than Shangguan Wushuang, what else could he be dissatisfied with.
If nothing else happens, one day he and his junior sister will go to some other world. If they meet their master again then and see that they are still fighting for life and death as before, they will probably make the master half angry to death.
The knot in my heart was relieved, and the word Sichuan on my brow disappeared. I felt so happy that I couldn't help but pick up an extra piece of Qiuli cake to eat.
He stuffed another piece into Wutong's mouth, which made the little girl wonder. My master has always been serious, why did he suddenly change his temper today?
Tang Qiuyu walked to the window, looked at the mountain of red leaves outside the window, and said softly: "Master just wants to understand some things, and he will not be as entangled in gains and losses as before. After tonight, let your uncle The little girl will take you to Phoenix Mountain for a walk. The red leaves here are scenery that we don’t have on our mountain."
Wutong came over and leaned against the master. At a glance, he saw the beautiful Phoenix Mountain. Most of the leaves were as red as fire. He thought it would be beautiful to go nearby and play.
"There is a kind of green bean on Phoenix Mountain. It grows on trees and only matures in autumn. If you pick it and stew it, the taste will be a little sour and a little sweet, just like the life of us practitioners. "
Tang Qiuyu looked at the scenery outside the window, but her heart went back to the autumn of that year, when she led her junior sister all over the mountains and fields, picked a lot of sour beans and asked the master to stew meat for them...
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, both of them have become masters of others, and they are still wandering alone in the world.
Sighing, he took Wutong back to the table and sat down, continuing to boil water, make tea, and think about his own thoughts.
Because Tang Qiuyu came to visit Xu Jingyun, the reception task naturally fell on her.
Seeing that the sun was about to set, he led Miss Wushuang downstairs, crossed the stone bridge over the lake, and came to the concierge building on the opposite side of the lake. He found the elder and supervisor in charge of the reception and ordered a few side dishes and a jar of rice wine.
Then he took the young lady up to the second floor, sat down in a private room by the window, and ordered a pot of tea.
The senior sister in the concierge building brought a plate of melon seeds and a plate of autumn pear cake and placed them on the table.
After bowing to Xu Jingyun and preparing to leave, Xu Jingyun stopped her. "Please go to Uncle Tang, my guest in the future. Please come here. Thank you."
Xu Jingyun felt that she should have tea and chat with her senior sister first. She came all the way to find him, so she couldn't just have a meal and settle down.
The young lady helped the master light a charcoal fire, added water to the pot, picked four cups and placed them on the tea table, and then took out the tea leaves.
Xu Jingyun looked at her and said with a smile: "That boy Li Ye not only writes good poems, but also makes very good tea. It's a pity that you didn't study hard with him."
The young lady came over and hugged the master and acted coquettishly. She pouted and said, "How can I compare with him? He was taught by my husband with all his heart. I just glanced at him secretly. It's naturally different."
"If you have the opportunity in the future, you should learn the tea ceremony from him, and the Buddhist Dharma he learned from the old monk of the Great Buddha Temple. You should also learn it. This will be of great help to your future practice." Xu Jingyun looked at it seriously. The young lady said.
"Buddhism? He is an idiot. In order to recite sutras with the old monk, he really lived in the temple for a few days. He ate fasting and recited sutras every day, but he didn't see any progress." The young lady thought for a while and said.
Xu Jingyun looked at the young lady's innocent look, shook her head and sighed.
He said quietly: "If you can see the Dharma, it is not the Dharma. The truly profound Dharma is much more powerful than the skills of our practitioners, but you don't know it."
"Buddhism is boundless and is naturally much more profound than the kung fu we practice in the secular world." Before Xu Jingyun could finish her words, Tang Qiuyu's voice came from outside the private room.
It was also the master who led his apprentice in together.
The young lady stood up to greet her uncle and invited Tang Qiuyu and Senior Sister Wutong to sit down. At this time, the water in the pot just boiled and made a whining sound.
"Back then, our master only knew a little bit about Buddhism, but he was so powerful. It's a pity that you and I were just having fun and didn't seriously study this method with her. It's really a pity when I think about it now." Tang Qiuyu looked at it. Xu Jingyun said quietly.
Xu Jingyun was stunned. She did not expect that the senior sister would mention the master at this time. She thought for a while before replying: "At that time, I followed the senior sister in the mountains all day long. I didn't know the profoundness of Buddhism. I only hoped that everything would be fine if I could complete the practice arranged by the master." "
Tang Qiuyu looked at Xu Jingyun, as if he had seen the little junior sister who had been clinging to him all day again.
