"The road is naturally at your feet." The fat monk walking in front thought for a while and replied seriously.
Xiaohu clapped his little hands, pulled Li Xiuyuan's sleeve and said with a smile: "Sir, Xiaohu is thirsty, let's go have some tea!"
The fat monk walking in front suddenly stopped when he heard this.
He looked back at the two of them and then at the Buddhist verses on the stone wall. He laughed a few times and walked towards the grotto.
The three of them climbed up the stairs and arrived at the Buddhist hall in the grotto. The fat monk fetched a bucket of spring water and lit a charcoal fire.
The three of them sat around the table in front of the Buddhist altar. The fat monk took out a bag of tea from the cabinet behind him, placed it next to the tea set, and waited for the water to boil.
While the fat monk was boiling water, he asked Li Xiuyuan: "Why did you two come to this remote place? Is there no Buddhist temple in the Imperial City of Qin?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "I'm in the Imperial City... I haven't thought about it. I just heard there is a Buddha here last night, so I came here for a visit."
Before he finished speaking, the faint fragrance of tea spread, and the fat monk poured hot tea for the two of them.
Li Xiuyuan picked up the tea and blew gently, observing that all kinds of tea are good tea.
Xiaohu thought for a while, looked at the fat monk and asked, "Master, do you want my husband to come here and become a monk like you?"
"Actually, I would rather keep you here, copy scriptures and make tea with me every day." The fat monk looked at Xiaohu and smiled.
Xiao Hu was startled, shook his head and said, "That's impossible. My mother said that when he grows up, Xiao Hu should be a hero and not a little monk."
Li Xiuyuan glanced at Xiaohu and said nothing.
He just continued to look at the fat monk, wanting to see if the fat monk could convince Xiaohu to stay.
The fat monk pointed to the Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar and said, "The mortal world cannot accommodate you, but my Buddhist kingdom can accommodate you."
How can Xiaohu have any intention of becoming a monk? Xindao Niang is still waiting for me to come home? He shook his head and said, "That's not possible. When I grow up, I want to kill bandits in the desert."
"Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. Even bandits can enter Buddhism." The fat monk was not angry and looked at Xiaohu and continued.
Seeing that he could not convince the fat monk, Xiaohu had no choice but to act rogue and said, "My husband and I have practiced martial arts. Aren't you afraid that I will damage the Buddha statue on the stone wall?"
The fat monk was neither sad nor happy, and said calmly: "Buddha said that all appearances are not appearances. It doesn't matter if it is broken, just find a craftsman to repair it."
Xiaohu stopped moving and turned to look at Li Xiuyuan who was silent.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, Xiaohu seems to be incapable of talking about the fat monk... I see that some of the Buddha statues on the stone wall look similar to the ghosts in hell..."
The fat monk was shocked by Xiaohu's words. After a long while, he said softly: "If I don't go to hell, who will? Hell and heaven are just within your thoughts."
Xiaohu circled around for a long time, but finally couldn't get around the fat monk, so he had no choice but to admit defeat.
"In short, it won't work. There is no mother here, and nothing can be said!"
The fat monk smiled and said, "It's just talk. Don't take it seriously. You must know that there are more Buddhas in the world than in the world."
Xiaohu looked at him, chuckled, touched the back of his head and said with a smile, "Xiaohu thinks so too."
Li Xiuyuan watched the two people asking and answering questions, but he was amazed in his heart. While he was happy for Xiaohu's wit, he was shocked by the fat monk's Dharma.
The fat monk in front of him reminded him of what the old monk said to him in the great Buddhist temple at the foot of Tianshan Mountain: "In all the worlds, wherever the sun shines, there is a Buddhist temple."
He didn't believe it before, but now he had to believe it.
In the eyes of the fat monk, he was a vision that descended from the sky last night, but he didn't know that in Li Xiuyuan's eyes, the fat monk in front of him was the god and Buddha deep in the desert?
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan said calmly: "Xiaohu and I want to stay here for a while. Is it convenient?"
…
Li Xiuyuan and Xiaohu settled down in the grotto. Although it was full of grottoes, it was also a cave, and there was no shortage of places to live.
Seeing the gentleman sitting there copying scriptures for an hour, Xiaohu felt it was not fun, so he ran to the main hall
Look at the Buddha statue.
After seeing the Buddhas of the Three Worlds, I went to see the Four Heavenly Kings. After seeing the Eighteen Arhats, I ran to see Ksitigarbha.
From no time to You time, Er Mazi walked around the cave of the grotto. Finally, he was so sleepy that he ran to the Third Buddha and fell asleep.
With my head on the futon, I slept until it was time to turn on the lamp.
Li Xiuyuan stopped copying the scriptures and found Xiaohu who was still dreaming. Just as I was about to take him back, I didn't expect the little guy to wake up.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan stupidly, Xiaohu laughed and said, "Sir, it's so fun here."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, "I will let you play for a day today, but tomorrow you will continue to practice swordsmanship, reading, and writing."
Xiaohu was startled and said softly: "If Mom is not here, does Xiaohu still want to practice swordsmanship and study?"
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and sighed softly, and said with a smile: "You want to eat when you are hungry at home, but do you want to eat when you are hungry in this Buddhist temple?"
Early the next morning. After Xiaohu got up early, he ran outside the grotto to practice his sword.
In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, it was not much different from when Nangong Ruyu was in the small bluestone courtyard of Xuantian Temple.
He is even more well-behaved than Xiaobai on Tianshan Mountain. Li Xiuyuan just accompanied him to watch him practice for half a month, and now he can consciously slash the bamboo sword five thousand times every day.
I'm afraid even Zhang Liang and Shuzi can't do it after five thousand sword practices, right?
In Li Xiuyuan's view, only Xiao Hei could do it, because Xiao Hei wanted to follow him through all the worlds.
After practicing his sword for an hour, Li Xiuyuan cooked a pot of porridge and invited the fat monk to come over and have breakfast with him.
After breakfast, the two sat at the table making tea. Xiaohu sat quietly and began to copy the "Enlightenment of Rhythm" that Li Xiuyuan gave him. He wanted Xiaohu to copy the books he had read from now on.
Including the poems that I will teach him in the future.
Xiaohu has been practicing at home for half a month, and now he has a good shape. He is not like Xiaohei who held the pen like a mountain when he first learned.
It's just that the little guy isn't quiet either. From time to time he yells to Li Xiuyuan, saying that he will go out to play after writing for a while.
Li Xiuyuan smiled: "It's up to you. If you wait for another quarter of an hour, you can go play in the mountains for a while and see if you can pick some fruits."
Xiaohu chuckled, looked at the fat monk and asked, "Master, are there any fruits on this mountain?"
The fat monk smiled and said, "I don't know either. You have to find it yourself."
Xiaohu chuckled: "When Xiaohu finishes copying this paragraph, he will go to the mountains to look for it."
…
On the third day after arriving at Sanwei Mountain, the fat monk with a kind face finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He said he would fight with Li Xiuyuan no matter what, saying that he didn't know how many years he had been practicing, let alone whether he could transcend this world and go to the Buddha's country in this life.
After finally meeting Li Xiuyuan who could talk about Buddhism and make good tea, he naturally couldn't let him go.
Even if Li Xiuyuan said that he had no cultivation, he would not give up.
Rubbing his hands together, he murmured, "How about you just think I'm possessed by a demon? If you don't give me a good fight, I'm afraid I will give birth to inner demons. How can I continue to practice in the future?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, "I copied a volume of Buddhist scriptures for you. It's still a little short. It should be able to help you transcend this world and go to the place in your heart."
The fat monk shook his head and said: "Eat, sleep, and chop wood. You have to fight with me so that I can get rid of this demon in my heart. Can you please help me, senior brother?"
Xiaohu clapped his little hands and said with a smile, "Okay, now you can watch Mr. and the great monk fight."
Until now, Xiaohu has never seen his husband take action, even though he taught him all his skills.
At such a young age, he wanted to know how powerful his husband was.
Whether Sir can defeat the most respected monk in Yuezhi City is Xiaohu's idea.
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't matter, when I came to this world, I really never had any serious fights with anyone. You are the first and the last one."
After saying that, he walked out of the cave.
The fat monk got excited, took Xiaohu's hand and said, "Stand further away for a while, don't get hurt by the two of us."
Xiaohu chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiaohu, stay away."
The two walked out of the grotto and came to a cliff under the stone wall. Not far away, they could see the long stretches of yellow sand and the leaves in the mountains were all yellow.
It won't be long before late autumn.
What made Xiaohu feel incredible was that the seemingly kind and kind-hearted monk actually held a long black sword in his hand.
This made him feel a little panicked, so he turned his attention to the gentleman three feet away.
He saw that the gentleman was also holding a long sword in his hand. He could tell at a glance that these swords were dropped on the street by the guys who fought with him.
He didn't expect that his husband not only picked up the money and gave it to his mother, but also picked up the swords on the street.
I secretly thought that this was a good thing, as I was afraid that I would never be short of swords in the future.
Just when Xiaohu was in a daze in front of the grotto, he saw a slight vibration in the wind.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around the fat monk began to circulate with a whirring sound. Suddenly, with a whirring sound, the long sword in his hand merged with these spiritual energy.
With a wave of his hand, there was a surging sword energy, like a river, rushing and rolling, with the sound of waves crashing in the sword energy, it surged towards Li Xiuyuan who was three feet away.
Li Xiuyuan did not rise to the challenge, but struck out with a palm and retreated two feet away.
There was a loud roar, and the fat monk's sword energy chopped a large stone on the edge of the cliff into powder. The little tiger shrank back into the cave with a sound of fright.
After a while, a head was revealed, and he watched the two men continue to fight.
The fat monk's sword slash was not a magical power or a magic spell, but relied on his cultivation and the aura of heaven and earth in front of the grotto.
"excuse me."
The fat monk sighed with Li Xiuxing, and suddenly a golden light appeared around his body, instantly turning into countless swords and slashing at Li Xiuyuan, who was as quiet as a mountain.
Just like the gods and Buddhas in the grotto, golden discs emerged behind the fat monk, and the rich golden light shone so hard that Xiaohu couldn't open his eyes.
I thought in my heart that it was bad. I was afraid that my husband would not be able to defeat this ferocious fat monk.
The fat monk's body flashed, his hand was making sword moves, and the disk behind him also moved.
For a moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on Yaping began to circulate with him, and the light of the long sword in his hand became brighter and brighter. The sword pointed at Li Xiuyuan, who was as calm as a mountain, and slashed out!
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said nothing, but took a few more dangerous steps back!
There was another puff, and a deep round hole was revealed on the hard stone slab on the ground. It was obviously caused by the fat monk's sword.
In Xiaohu's eyes, in just the blink of an eye, his husband was already fighting with the fat monk to a fever pitch.
The fat monk condensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and was as brave as the gods and Buddhas in the nine heavens. However, his husband was like leaves blown by the autumn wind, fluttering in the wind, but never falling to the ground.
The two types of people used each move, one was defending desperately, the other was defending calmly.
For a time, the world was miserable, the ground was in a mess, and the sky was filled with flying leaves and long yellow sand rolled up by the sword energy.
The rocks on the cliff were flying, some were smashed by the fat monk's sword energy, and some were crushed by the fat monk's punches and kicks after the fat monk couldn't attack for a long time. The little tiger saw the gravel flying and falling on the ground.
The fat monk was so strong that Xiaohu was in disbelief and felt that the fat monk's attack was extremely scary.
Li Xiuyuan, on the other hand, relied on his control of the swordsmanship to use his skills as he saw them and did not compete with his opponent's divine power, so he could barely block the terrifying sword energy struck by the fat monk.
From Xiaohu's point of view, the fat monk's magical power was simply unbelievable.
The fat monk, who became more and more courageous as he fought, seemed to have seen the hope of victory. He thought that the guy in front of him was only a little more sophisticated in swordsmanship than him, but his strength and cultivation were not as good as his own.
So he couldn't help shouting: "Senior brother, you will definitely lose in today's battle!"
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