What left the two of them speechless was that before they could recover, another mandrill immediately came to kill them.
Xiaoguang picked up the long sword leaning on the tree nearby, and Li Bai held the long sword with both hands. The two of them looked at the white mist in front of them and slashed away suddenly!
"Ouch..." Sure enough, a mandrill emerged from the white mist that was even scarier than before.
Compared with the big guy in front of them, the two of them were like an adult meeting a child.
Xiaoguang's sword was slapped back by Mandrill, almost injuring himself. You must know that this sword is his most proud sword!
One sword meant life and death, but it was easily broken by the mandrill.
Li Bai was even worse. When he rushed forward and slashed with his sword in both hands, he was slapped by the mandrill and flew away. He let out a breath while he was in the air.
Xiaoguang was startled and didn't care about fighting the mandrill, but flew towards Li Bai.
He pulled the injured Li Bai and ran away, not caring that the surroundings were already surrounded by a vast white mist.
The two fell into a fog, instantly blocking all perception, but the mandrill was at ease and was able to quickly track the whereabouts of the two.
Xiaoguang and Li Bai were so frightened that they simply gave up fighting this guy and just ran forward.
Xiaoguang understands that it is the wisest thing to run away now. At worst, come back tomorrow. When there is no fog, we can play with you and see who is afraid of whom?
But at this time, the mandrill was as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Looking at his companions who fell to the ground, he suddenly burst out and rushed out through the fog at a crazy speed, roaring and chasing after the two of them.
Xiaoguang held Li Bai with one hand, and with the other hand, he held the long sword and slashed backwards!
“Dang Dang Dang!
"The long sword collided with the mandrill's long arm in the white mist, making a harsh sound.
After Li Bai came back to his senses, he didn't bother to wipe the blood on his mouth and shouted: "Brother, let's deal with it in front!" After speaking, he pointed to a few ancient trees in front.
Xiaoguang nodded and instantly let go of Li Bai's hand. Li Bai shouted in front, attracting the mandrill's attention while running.
Xiaoguang swept forward three feet and suddenly lay down on the ground, hiding behind an ancient tree...
When the mandrill heard Li Bai's shout, it followed Li Bai in front like a strong wind.
In an instant, Xiao Guang struck out with his sword close to the ancient tree, and the long sword in his hand suddenly struck out with a sword!
Cut the snow with one sword!
This time, he held the sword with both hands, and his strength was much stronger!
There was a sound of "Dang Dang Dang!"!
The long sword in his hand felt like it was striking gold and stone! But the mandrill was too tall, so he didn't hit the mandrill's neck, but hit it on its back!
The mandrill, in pain, gave up chasing Li Bai and turned towards Xiaoguang. At this time, Xiaoguang had already climbed up the ancient tree in an instant...
When the mandrill saw Xiao Guang climbing up the tree, he rushed up and slapped a palm towards the ancient tree... boom boom...
The ancient trees swayed at this moment, and the little light on the tree suddenly turned around and jumped out of the air...
Just as Li Bai screamed, he watched the little light in the white mist leap from a high tree to the roaring mandrill. At this moment, the little light seemed like a fairy from heaven...
A sword coming from the west!
Xiaoguang, who occupied the commanding heights, used the sword Jin Wuming taught him in an instant, and the sword from Lantian Villa came to the west!
A "click!" sounded in the white mist!
A huge arm flew into the air and flew towards Li Bai, who was coming back. He screamed in fright and quickly moved aside.
A small light like a fairy cut off one of the mandrill's arms among the lightning and flint, and when it pounced, it rolled into the mist together with the injured mandrill.
Seeing Li Bai startled, he roared, held his sword and slashed at the mandrill that fell in the forest.
This moment seemed long, but in Li Bai's eyes it was like lightning.
Xiaoguang on the ancient tree had just made a stunning sword strike, and the next moment the mandrills were fighting each other. He was so frightened that he ignored them and slashed at the back of the mandrill's neck with his sword.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
"Ouch! Ouch!!"
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Guang, who was thrown to the ground by the mandrill, could no longer breathe at all, and felt like a big mountain was pressing on him.
At this moment, his body seemed to no longer belong to him. It was completely stiff and he couldn't even kick the mandrill away from him.
Similarly, the mandrill couldn't bite Xiaoguang's neck because Xiaoguang's sword was firmly pressed against his neck, so it had to use its left arm to slap it down...
The moment he saw the mandrill's giant palm slapping the little bald head, Li Bai's sword had already struck its neck!
A stream of blood spurted out, and the mandrill, who was in pain, immediately let go of Xiao Guang, turned his head and slapped Li Bai...
"Click!" There was a sound!
But Xiaoguang jumped away in an instant, and the long sword in his hand slashed through the mandrill's neck!
Cut the snow with one sword!
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My brother and Xiaoguang went to the mountains and forests for a few days, and my husband explained Buddhism to Qibao in the bamboo house.
Li Yueyuan would listen occasionally, although she was not very interested in Buddhism.
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After practicing the sword for a while, I felt that I was getting better and better, and my luck was getting better day by day. Li Yueyuan gradually became more courageous.
After going up the mountain, she never had the nightmare of being kidnapped by bandits.
Being thirsty, I went into the bamboo house to drink tea.
While listening to my husband speak, I took a sip of the warm tea in the cup, thought for a moment and asked, "Sir, can my brother come back tomorrow?"
Qibao turned his head and looked at Li Yueyuan, confused.
She had been here for a few days, but she had not seen Li Yueyuan's brother, and she couldn't help but feel surprised.
"They should do it tomorrow. It won't do him much good to come back too early."
Li Yueyuan frowned and asked, "Sir, when can Yueyuan go on an adventure with my brother?"
After finally learning the sword from her husband, she now wants to go exploring in the mountains with her brother. This is the curiosity of a girl.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and said, "Then you change the bamboo sword to an iron sword tomorrow and practice for another ten days and a half. When it snows, go with him."
Li Yueyuan's heart turned slightly, she smiled and asked, "So, sir, you have prepared an iron sword for Yueyuan?"
Li Xiuyuan nodded lightly.
He said to her: "If you are sleepy, go back to the house and sleep for a while. If you are not sleepy, just listen to me talking to Sister Qibao."
Li Yueyuan thought for a while and replied: "Yueyuan is sitting here, accompanying Mr."
Qibao sighed and asked softly: "Today, Qibao would like to ask for mercy from Mr."
Li Xiuyuan was speechless for a moment when he heard this. For him, compassion and the old monk Kuchan, his master back then, were an unreachable story for him.
After thinking about it, he murmured: "
Great kindness brings happiness to all sentient beings, and great compassion relieves all sentient beings from suffering. "
Qibao shook his head and asked, "I would like to hear the Tao."
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said with a wry smile:
When it is said that compassion for all living beings is small compassion, it refers to the compassion of all living beings in the world and the compassion of ordinary people.
The second cloud is that the compassion of the Dharma is the middle compassion, the compassion that arises from realizing the selflessness of all dharmas. This is the compassion of the Sravakas and Pratyekabuddhas...it is the compassion of the Bodhisattvas.
Furthermore, unconditional compassion is great compassion. It is separated from all differences and has no conditions in the heart. This is the compassion of the Buddha.
After talking about the Three Mercies, Li Xiuyuan talked about himself.
He smiled and said: "I am neither a Bodhisattva nor a Buddha, and I don't have that much respect. In my eyes, the love of my parents, the care of my master for his disciples, and the compassion of the world are all compassion."
After hearing this, Qibao thought for a while and murmured to himself: "Then will compassion live in the form?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Xiuyuan had an illusion.
Do you feel that the seven treasures in front of you are not the seven treasures, but the old monk above the nine heavens who incarnates the seven treasures and walks around the world to question your own practice of Buddhism?
Above the nine heavens, under the green pear tree.
The old Taoist priest looked at the old monk in front of him and asked: "Monk, will your compassion live in the world and fall into the six dusts?"
The old monk thought for a moment and was speechless for a moment.
After a while, two lines of clear tears fell down, wetting the clothes on his chest, and then he sighed heavily.
Looking at the blooming pear tree above his head, he murmured to himself: "In all the heavens and on the ten earths, which Buddha, Bodhisattva and Arhat can be unfailingly compassionate?"
The old Taoist priest smiled and nodded: "So, the heaven and the earth are lacking, humans are lacking, and so are the Buddhas."
The old monk sighed and said with a wry smile: "If you are close to the Buddha and the Tao, this Qibao girl is a talented person."
What a girl. "
The old Taoist priest asked again: "Then do you want to cross her?"
The old monk shook his head and replied: "Your precious disciple has no other skills. He teaches monks to return to secular life, marry and have children, and now you want Qibao, who is about to enter Buddhism, to marry in the world."
The old Taoist priest smiled lightly: "Don't forget that Wuxin, who became a monk three times and returned to secular life three times, became a saint immediately under the teachings of my disciple..."
The old monk laughed when he heard this: "So, you master and disciple are all evildoers."
In the bamboo house, it wasn't until Li Xiuyuan changed to a pot of tea that he sighed quietly.
Looking at Qibao, he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't seem to be able to do it. Even if I can, I do it occasionally... maybe the seniors I know and my master can do it?"
Qibao nodded and asked: "So, sir, how far away should a bowl of soup be? If it is replaced by a bowl of medicine, how far away can it be?"
The Buddha's Dharma is too mysterious, so Qibao changed the world's Dharma to ask the Buddha.
The old Taoist priest under the green pear tree was stunned. This time, even he was stunned and speechless.
He looked at Lao Shang and said, "This girl is amazing."
The old monk shook his head: "The world's law and the Buddha's law are both the same. She just changed the way of saying it."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied: "I have a shop in Chang'an, and my friend has an inn across the street, and his name is Hongchen."
"In my eyes, the distance between a bowl of soup is from the time I come home at No. 47 to the Hongchen Inn...the soup comes out of the pot and is delivered to the counter opposite, just enough so that it is not hot..."
The old monk sighed, looked at the old Taoist priest and smiled: "If this bowl of soup were to go around Chang'an City, I'm afraid it would have to start from a bowl of soup."
The fresh soup turned into a bowl of sour soup. "
When Qibao heard this, he was stunned.
After thinking for a while, he asked: "If I boil a vat of soup in your bamboo house, fill it with a bowl and send it to the old monk Zhiguang in the back mountain, I'm afraid the soup will be cold by the time it reaches the temple..."
Li Xiuyuan thought to himself that you have already come to a conclusion, but you insist on drawing a conclusion from me. Isn't this difficult for me?
Even so, he continued: "If we change a bowl of medicine, it seems to me that it is sent from Chang'an to Luoyang. There is no big problem. The worst is to heat it up after delivery."
Qibao nodded when he heard this and continued to ask: "Are there any specialties about the medicine? Is there any difference?"
This sentence was a bit hard to pronounce, and even Lao Shang from Jiutian was confused.
He looked at the old Taoist priest and said with a smile: "This girl is here to cause trouble for your disciple."
The old Taoist priest sighed and said with a wry smile: "Listen well..."
"What's the difference between a bowl of medicine? Is there any difference?"
Li Xiuyuan said to himself: "For me, depending on my mood, if it is just a medicine to treat mosquito bites, it is only a bowl of soup away."
"If you want the elixir to break through the realm of cultivation and bring back the dead, you have to travel through all the worlds and the black hole of time. Even if it takes a lot of hard work, it is worth delivering it to the hands of patients or relatives."
Without waiting for Qibao's reply, Li Xiuyuan laughed: "My medicine is differentiated because it depends on my mood."
Li Yueyuan couldn't help but chuckle: "Sir, is it because you are in a good mood that you teach Yueyuan how to practice swordsmanship?"
