There is never a shortage of stories of all kinds in the world, whether they are monks born in the world, living beings struggling in the world, or even an old man sitting in a cave in a big cave.
There must be a story of ups and downs behind it. Everything in the world, every sand and dust, will always inadvertently bring out a long-lasting legend that makes people sigh.
Li Xiuyuan explained to a girl in a blue silk skirt in a bamboo house, and the two discussed it for an entire hour.
In the end, Qibao still failed to achieve his wish.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "So, I'm going down the mountain... I hope I have the opportunity to come back and ask my husband for advice."
"Sister can stay here with Yue Yuan for a few days. Anyway, brother won't be able to come back for the time being."
At this moment, Li Yueyuan's voice sounded outside the bamboo house.
Li Xiuyuan looked at Li Yueyuan who came bounding in, and smiled: "You came just in time, come with me to wash and cook rice. You have to learn to do this in the future."
Then he waved to Qibao and said, "If you don't mind the noisy full moon, just stay here for a few days. His brother went to play in the mountains and won't be back until a few days later."
Qibao said sheepishly: "I can help you cook."
"No, I'm used to this." Li Xiuyuan stood up and walked out of the house, followed by Li Yueyuan with a smile: "Sister, wait."
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The first time they entered the secret realm, the two of them killed three mandrills.
This was a very difficult thing for Xiaoguang and Li Bai, although they did not see the mandrill on the ground disappear after they left.
Although they didn't know it, this was just the simplest test the old Taoist priest had given them.
If the mandrill really came from the ancient world, how could it be
Can Xiaoguang and Li Bai with their cultivation level be able to resist?
The two made a fire in the cave, Xiaoguang made a pot of tea, and after eating dry food, the sky was full of stars.
Xiaoguang raised his arm and wiped away the blood stains on it.
Although no flesh and blood was injured, there was still a burning pain from being caught on the body.
After passing the first level today, even Li Bai sighed with lingering fear.
Looking at Xiaoguang's appearance, Li Baizi said with some worry: "Brother Xiaoguang, is this cave safe? Will another beast come in in the middle of the night?"
Xiaoguang sighed and replied: "Sir, he said that this cave is a safe place inside and outside, and those guys can't come here."
He himself was muttering that if there was no such place, he might not even have a place to sleep at night.
"That's good, you can sleep peacefully at night." Li Bai smiled.
Xiaoguang thought about today's situation, looked at him and asked, "Are you scared today? We estimate that we will have to stay in the mountains until spring before we can leave."
Li Bai shook his head: "Don't be afraid. My husband said that he would bring his sister with him in a few days."
When Xiaoguang heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Mr. Xindao is really big-hearted, isn't he?
Li Yueyuan, a girl, wants to fight with this guy?
Li Bai looked at Xiaoguang's exaggerated expression and laughed: "Sir, I guess he just wants my sister to come in and experience it, so that she can become bolder, right?"
...
One night passed, Xiaoguang woke up and screamed.
Because he found that the place scratched by the mandrill yesterday had healed, which was an unexpected surprise for him.
After Li Bai, who was still in his dream, was frightened awake by him, he squinted his eyes and shouted: "Brother Xiaoguang, there is something wrong."
monster? "
"Shit! I just don't feel any pain anymore. Get up and eat something. We are still going on today."
Xiaoguang walked out of the cave. There was a mountain spring not far outside the cave where he could wash himself. Like his husband, he wanted to make a pot of tea first and eat full before going to fight with the mandrills.
After eating dry food, the two filled the kettles with water and walked towards the misty forest with their iron swords in hand.
Li Bai thought for a while and asked: "Brother Xiaoguang, I killed three guys yesterday. I wonder if they are still here today?"
Since childhood, I have heard stories from my husband saying that there are treasures in monsters. Li Bai wanted to pick up a treasure and take it back to his sister.
Xiaoguang shook his head: "If my guess is correct, we can't take anything out of this secret realm. It's all illusion."
Li Bai said "Oh!", obviously a little disappointed, but not sad at all. Being able to follow Xiaoguang to experience the secret realm was a rare experience.
The two walked through the white fog without stopping, but walked straight into the depths of the forest.
There were towering old trees in the forest. Xiaoguang thought about his husband's instructions and marked the places he passed every ten feet. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be able to find the cave from yesterday.
That being the case, it would be troublesome for the two of them to spend the night together.
Tap tap tap, he not only heard his own footsteps, but also heard his own heartbeat.
Even though the two of them had been here yesterday, there was still a trace of fear today.
Along the way, the ground was indeed empty, and the mandrill from yesterday had long since disappeared.
Li Bai sighed and said to Xiaoguang: "Brother Xiaoguang, the three guys we killed yesterday have all disappeared as expected."
But Xiaoguang was speechless. Not far from the two of them, there were two
A mandrill stares at them... I'll go!
Xiaoguang screamed in fright.
The mandrills hiding behind the ancient trees smelled the scent of the two, and then they both rushed out, roaring, and chased after the two.
There were bursts of gloom blowing in the forest, and there was a whistling sound for a while. The two of them were so frightened that they ran in front, with the mandrill chasing after them.
Although the two of them were not as scared as yesterday, they were still frightened when they encountered two big guys as soon as they rushed into the forest.
Xiaoguang looked back at the two guys behind him and motioned Li Bai to run forward, but he hid behind a tree and tightened his grip on the iron sword in his hand.
He must deal with one of them in a short time, otherwise the two can only continue to run for their lives.
The two of them were obviously not able to outrun the mandrill.
Li Bai ran forward, while Xiaoguang stood silently behind an ancient tree, quietly feeling the footsteps and breath of the two big men running one behind the other.
Ouch! The mandrill roared and rushed towards Li Bai!
Xiao Guang, who was hiding behind a tree, struck out with a "Crush!" sound like lightning when the mandrill running in front rushed over!
This is not a sword coming from the west, but a sword cutting the snow!
Once the sword is drawn, life and death will be determined.
"Pfft!" With a sound, the mandrill running in front rushed forward, like a whirlwind, until it hit a big tree and fell heavily to the ground.
A head flew out not far away, and finally fell into the thick grass.
The iron sword was like lightning, cutting off the mandrill's head with the force of cutting snow.
One sword cuts off the head, one sword cuts the snow.
"Ouch!", the mandrill behind didn't wait for Xiaoguang to come back to his senses, and already yelled and rushed towards him, with a pair of long
I could see his arms grabbing Xiao Guang’s chest...
"Dang Dang!" Li Bai turned around and came back. At this critical moment, the long sword in his hand struck the mandrill's arm.
"Whoa!" The mandrill let out a low groan. In pain, he let go of Xiaoguang and rushed towards Xiaobai.
Li Bai was startled, turned around and ran away, trying to avoid the mandrill's outstretched arm... but unexpectedly his foot slipped and he tripped over the grass under his feet.
Unfortunately, the mandrill that rushed forward was also tripped by him. Amidst a burst of screams, the mandrill and Li Bai hugged each other in an instant.
"Whoa!" The mandrill holding Li Bai roared, lowered its head, and bit him on the neck.
"Brother, help!"
Li Bai was frightened to death. He held the iron sword in front of his chest and twisted his body, trying to get out from under the mandrill.
The mandrill bit Li Bai's iron sword, roared, stretched out its long arms, and instantly dragged Li Bai over, lowered his head and bit it...
At this time, Xiaoguang had come to his senses, looked at the situation in front of Li Bai, and rushed towards him!
He leaped into the air, this time holding the sword with both hands, and chopped it down on the mandrill's head like Wang Yi chopping firewood!
"Dang!" With a sound, the iron sword struck the back of the mandrill's neck, penetrating three-thirds of the mandrill's flesh but not cutting it off.
The mandrill ignored Li Bai and continued to open his bloody mouth and bite...
In desperation, Li Bai put his long sword against the mandrill's chest. Xiaoguang swung his sword again and slashed with the sword along the back of the mandrill's head!
One sword, two swords, five swords...
Li Bai, who was lying on the ground, used his long sword to hold up the mandrill. Xiaoguang tried his best and cut off many swords.
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Until a huge head rolled to Li Bian's side, until the mandrill fell heavily on Li Bian's side...
Looking at the headless mandrill in front of him, Li Bai rolled to the grass beside him,
As soon as I raised my head, I immediately started to vomit...
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In the bamboo house, Li Xiuyuan was boiling water and making tea. Outside the house, Li Yueyuan was holding a bamboo sword and had been practicing swordsmanship for half a year.
Qibao sat quietly aside, holding the first volume of the Mahaprajna Sutra copied by Li Xiuyuan in his hand.
The name of the person to whom the aggregate belongs. The name is fake and has no foundation. Therefore, the talk of emptiness begins. The words of death are clear. Read the idiosyncrasies but don't move...
While chanting softly, Li Xiuyuan felt as if he had returned to the Yuhua Temple in Chang'an.
He listened carefully and quietly.
Because he got up early today, he asked Qibao to temporarily stop the mantra that he had to recite forty times a day. He wanted this quiet girl to know that Buddhist scriptures are as bright as the stars.
There is not just one volume of mantras.
It wasn't until the spring water on the stove started to hum that Qibao stopped reciting, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Sir, the water is boiling."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and said with a smile: "I changed a volume of scriptures, do you feel a little more relaxed?"
Qibao smiled faintly: "It was as if the stone pressing on my chest was removed, and I felt much better instantly. I didn't expect that it would be like this..."
Li Xiuyuan replied: "Buddhism is as vast as the stars and the sea. No one in the world can read all the scriptures in their lifetime. Even I can only read some selectively."
Qibao looked at the Buddhist scripture in his hand, thought for a moment and asked, "I wonder what you want to say for Qibao?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and asked, "What do you want to know from me?"
water boiling
The aroma of fallen tea drifted outside the bamboo house. Li Yueyuan, who was smelling the aroma of tea, stopped practicing her sword and ran in holding her bamboo sword.
Stay by your husband's side, waiting to drink a cup of fragrant spiritual tea.
Qibao lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "I would like to ask sir about the principle of giving."
Li Xiuyuan poured three cups of spiritual tea. Li Yueyuan didn't make any noise. She just held a cup of spiritual tea and quietly pricked up her ears to listen to her husband's reasoning.
After thinking for a while, Li Xiuyuan replied: "There are many kinds of alms. Let me tell you some principles about Dharma alms. Let's start with the story of Tripitaka."
Qibao nodded gently: "Thank you, sir."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and changed his explanation: "At that time, Tripitaka and I were on the way to Tianzhu... Bodhisattva told me about the difference between Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism..."
I am different from Sanzang. From the day I met him, Sanzang made a great ambition to go to Tianzhu to retrieve the scriptures for the people of Tang Dynasty.
From Chang'an among the refugees, to Liangzhou and Guazhou, it can be said that Sanzang experienced all kinds of hardships, and then he went into the eight-hundred-mile desert with me and Wuliang...
Due to lack of water, the three of us buried our bones in the long yellow sand.
Tripitaka spent more than ten years of his life on the road to obtain scriptures, and the rest of his time was spent translating Buddhist scriptures in a monastery in Chang'an.
I don’t know what kind of eminent monk Sanzang is in other people’s eyes.
In my heart, Sanzang spent his life working with thousands of people in the Tang Dynasty and used his life to give charity.
