Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "That's right, I just teach you when I'm in a good mood."
Qibao sighed and continued: "What if Qibao's shopkeeper cooked a bowl of medicinal soup to treat colds and coughs in Jiezi Town and asked Qibao to deliver it to the top of Qingcheng Mountain?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Xiuyuan finally understood why Qibao stayed in the mountains these days and asked him for Buddhist teachings.
It turns out that this guy has so many confusions in his mind that he can hardly figure them out anymore.
After thinking for a while, he replied: "This is just an ordinary medicinal soup. The old monk can cook it himself. There are medicinal herbs on the mountain. Why do you need to cook it from the bottom of the mountain and bring it up?"
"Of course, if your shopkeeper has a good personal relationship with the old monk and cares about the old monk's health, it would be her compassion to cook a bowl of elixir and send it to the mountain..."
"If she just wants to have a bowl of medicinal soup to maintain an inexplicable relationship with the old monk on the mountain, thereby increasing the income of your Buddhist temple, there is nothing wrong with that..."
Qibao smiled bitterly and said, "Qibao doesn't understand. Please make it clear, sir."
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly: "Originally, it was a bowl of medicinal soup that condensed the compassion of your shopkeeper and Qibao. With the following thoughts, it is a bowl of medicinal soup that has captured the heart."
"Buzz!" Qibao felt like stars were flying in front of his eyes...
"This child!" The old monk under the green pear tree couldn't help but sigh.
Looking at the old Taoist priest, he smiled bitterly and said, "What you said, my disciple, is like a sharp sword, piercing through the unspeakable privacy of people up and down the mountain."
The old Taoist laughed and said, "Even the Buddhas sitting on the Buddha platform will inevitably have a moment of abode, let alone all the living beings in this world."
sighed
Angry, the old Taoist priest said leisurely: "I see that there is a cloud of sorrow hanging over that girl's head. Monk, please be merciful and give her some help within his power."
When the old monk heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Is this appropriate?"
The old Taoist priest glared at him: "What's inappropriate? Don't you say that I, the Buddha, am compassionate?"
Lao Shang was speechless and could only wave his hand...
Then, Li Xiuyuan, who was making tea in the bamboo house, saw two golden lights passing through the bamboo house, falling on the heads of the two women, and then quietly submerging...
Li Xiuyuan was shocked at first, then smiled: "Thank you."
Although he didn't know whether it was the master or the old monk who took action, since they took action, he no longer had to worry about the two people in front of him.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan looked at Qibao and smiled: "I told Wuliang at the beginning that if you want to practice cultivation, you must first enter the world and see the sky and the earth and all sentient beings."
Qibao nodded and smiled lightly: "Sir, are you advising Qibao to get married so that he can experience birth, old age, sickness and death, love, hate and separation in the human world?"
"That's right, Wuliang has been familiar with Buddhist scriptures since he was a child, and he was able to marry a wife and have children after returning to secular life in Tianzhu Shewei Kingdom. Why can't you, Seven Treasures, transform into a Bodhisattva and see all sentient beings in the world?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled: "You can practice Buddhism whether you are born in the world or in the world."
"Then what?"
Qibao smiled when he heard this and asked, "What if Qibao got married and passed away in the human world before he could become a monk and practice?"
"Boom!" There was a sound in the sky, and it hit the old monk and the old Taoist priest on their heads.
To the two of them, it was Qibao asking them: "What if I die before I can hear the Tao?"
When Lao Shang heard this, he was speechless because he didn't know how to talk to Qibao Gu in the bamboo house.
Mother explains.
The old Taoist priest sighed, "My disciple, how do you explain this to this girl?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly, with compassion on his face.
He murmured: "A mayfly lives its entire life, living and dying; a short-lived flower appears and dies instantly. In the final analysis, it is just to complete the extension and evolution of life."
"Although we may come to hear the Tao, we are actually uncertain at every moment. Even if you become a monk right away, you may end up sitting in a Buddhist hall..."
"Why?" Qibao frowned.
"Because you can see the sky and the earth from the temple on the mountain, but you can't see any living beings, let alone yourself."
Li Xiuyuan said sternly: "My nephew was in a slum area where sewage was flowing, in order to teach children who had no money to go to school to read, and to teach their parents some skills that could support the family..."
"Later I asked him to go to Riyue Mountain to see the heaven and earth... and finally saw himself in Honglian Temple... Although he was lucky, if you can't even see yourself in the Seven Treasures, why bother to practice hard?"
Li Xiuyuan did not tell Qibao the story of Wu Xin and Jasmine, but just told her the simplest truth.
If one is not born like Tripitaka and only has Buddha in his heart, he must practice Buddhism.
The simplest way is to go to the mountains to see the heaven and earth, see all living beings in the world of mortals, and see yourself between life and death.
Qibao sighed and asked curiously: "Can one achieve Taoism by practicing Buddhism?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a moment and replied: "It's possible, but it's just difficult. The Sanzang I knew didn't have much cultivation, but he finally achieved nirvana in Yuhua Temple..."
At this time, Li Xiuyuan was already a little tired.
I couldn't help but murmur to myself:
"Master, I am not a Bodhisattva. Why do I have to face the torture of human souls again and again?"
The old Taoist laughed, looked at the old monk and said, "My disciple complained, saying that he is not your disciple, but he wants to teach the world for you."
The old monk sighed: "Who says he is not?"
After consulting with Li Xiuyuan for several days, Qibao did not completely eliminate the doubts in his heart, but he finally showed a happy smile on his face.
He said to Li Xiuyuan: "Thank you sir, Qibao wants to go home."
Li Xiuyuan asked casually: "Where is your home, Qibao? Do you want someone to send it to you?"
In his opinion, if the journey is far away, Xiaoguang can take a trip, which will be an experience.
Qibao sighed and replied quietly: "Qibao's home is in Luoyang, which seems a bit far away, but it doesn't matter, I will find my way home."
"So far away? Qibao, why did you think of coming to Qingcheng in the first place?"
Li Xiuyuan was deeply shocked when he heard this. He thought that Luoyang was really far away from Qingcheng, just like a dream, out of reach.
Besides, there are Longmen Grottoes and a giant Buddha in Luoyang. Why would a Buddhist come to Qingcheng?
Qibao smiled bitterly and said: "Qibao heard that there are gods on Qingcheng Mountain, so he came here because of its fame..."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and replied thoughtfully: "You go back to the Buddhist temple on the street first. When spring comes next year, I will go down the mountain to see you."
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Dragging his exhausted body, Xiaoguang took Li Bai back to the bamboo forest where his husband practiced.
The mandrill in the white mist almost killed the two of them. When he touched the deep blood mark scratched by the mandrill, Xiaoguang couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Because he saw the same thing as Li Bai
He was covered in scars, but he couldn't hold back from shouting.
On the way back, the two of them had washed their wounds with mountain spring water.
Both of them had several bloodstains on their bodies, and the flesh was visible deep inside.
Fortunately, when the two of them returned to the bamboo forest, their husband had prepared two buckets of freshly boiled water for them. There was a thick medicinal juice in them. Xiaoguang could smell the medicinal smell before they even entered the house.
He turned to Li Bai and laughed: "We are going to rest for a few days and wait until the injury is healed before we can fight those big guys."
Qibao has already gone down the mountain and returned to his own Buddhist temple.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the embarrassed two people and smiled: "Soak in that medicinal bath for an hour, and then I will take Yueyuan to the mountains."
Li Yueyuan looked at her brother's miserable appearance and couldn't help but cover her mouth.
After a long while, he asked: "Brother, does it hurt?"
...
Soaked in the potion in the barrel, the two screamed in pain.
Xiaoguang shouted while summarizing the results of these days with Li Bai.
There was nothing wrong with their fighting methods, but their cultivation was too low. Xiaoguang thought to himself, if he was like before, how could he be afraid of these big guys?
But what he didn't expect was that the mandrill in the secret realm was the method of the old Taoist priest. That was where he became stronger when he encountered strength. How could he become easier to deal with because he broke through the realm.
Li Xiuyuan didn't know about this either, because he didn't ask his master specific questions.
In his opinion, as long as there is a secret realm where the three of them can practice and polish their physical and mental realm, it would be a good thing.
After soaking for an hour, the two of them bandaged the wound. Xiaoguang sat at the table and boiled a pot of water.
These days, he has not drank a pot of tea carefully. Now that he is back in the bamboo forest, he wants to enjoy it.
Knot
Before Li Xiuyuan and Li Yueyuan came back from the mountains, the two returned to the bamboo house and fell asleep.
...
Before I knew it, the first snow had already fallen.
On this day, Xiaoguang was sleeping in the house, but he heard Li Yueyuan kicking the door. The confused Li Bai realized that he had been lying in bed all morning.
Then he yelled: "Sister, won't you even let me take a nap?"
Opening the door revealed Li Yueyuan holding a sword.
Li Yueyuan smiled and said, "My husband gave me an iron sword and asked me to practice sword practice with my brother. It's snowing."
Li Bai looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky and murmured to himself: "Unexpectedly, it was still autumn when we came out, and now it's snowing."
"What should I say? Do you want Xiaoguang to take you two siblings home?"
In the bamboo house, Li Xiuyuan shook his head while holding a scroll of scriptures.
Li Bai looked at the white sky and said with a smile: "Forget it it's freezing cold. We already brought winter clothes when we came out. Besides, my sister hasn't entered the secret realm yet."
"There are monsters there, aren't you afraid?" Li Xiuyuan laughed.
Li Bai shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Brother Xiaoguang and I can handle it for free, but with my sister, I don't know."
Li Yueyuan was not happy when she heard this, and said with a small mouth, "Brother, do you dislike me?"
Xiaoguang walked out of the room stretched and said with a smile: "That's not true. Your brother is afraid that you will be frightened if you go in and vomit..."
Li Yueyuan was startled, took Li Bai's hand and vomited: "Has my brother vomited too?"
Li Bai smiled lightly: "Don't be afraid, sister, keep spitting and you will get used to it."
Turn around, draw your sword, stab straight, slash vertically
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The current Li Yuehe is no longer the same as when he first went up the mountain. He changed from a bamboo sword to an iron sword, and his face regained the confidence of the girl before.
Now she is no longer the frightened Li Yueyuan who was kidnapped by bandits.
Her cultivation was even higher than her brother's. Between drawing out and sheathing the sword, she gradually found the strength and angle that her husband had mentioned.
And Li Xiuyuan didn't want to train her to be a master like Shuzi. On the contrary, he just wanted the little girl in front of him to protect herself and have a bright future.
After practicing for so many days, Li Yueyuan felt that it was easier to gather power with ordinary sword moves.
Until now, she has practiced sparring with her brother, but her husband would practice with her for an hour from time to time.
Li Bai also didn't expect that he and Xiaoguang had just entered the secret realm once, and when they came back, his sister had already learned a few sword skills from his husband.
When the sword came out, there was a whistling sound, and there was already a hint of Xue Zhan's momentum.
The sky was full of wind and snow, falling from the sky. Li Bai and his sister were in the open space outside the bamboo house, waving the iron sword in their hands again and again.
Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting in the room, sighed: "You two are just hacking away. I taught you to look at the world with your heart. You must look at the trajectory of the falling snowflakes with your heart..."
Li Bai laughed: "Sir, don't be anxious. Students will forget when they are anxious."
Li Yueyuan chuckled and said, "Sir, the brother who doesn't care is an idiot."
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