"Chu Sheng, I'm sorry! Don't forget your 'crow's mouth'."
Apparently hearing Zhang Chusheng and Yue'er whispering at the side, Pei Wende could only turn his head and glare at them.
"Also, the word 'taoist companion' is not used here."
Pei Wende now particularly regrets that he told Zhang Chusheng too many messy stories on weekdays. As a result, this guy is becoming more and more weird.
He was obviously such a well-behaved and sensible child before he went up the mountain...
It's all because the old monk doted on him too much, which made this kid become more and more unscrupulous.
"Aren't companions who practice and practice together called 'Tao couples'?"
With his eyes widened quite innocently, Zhang Chusheng looked at Yue'er's admiring eyes and retorted with the words Pei Wende once taught him.
"I'm right! Senior brother, are you thinking wrong?"
Before he finished speaking, the situation that had been cold due to Xiao Qing's words suddenly relaxed.
Even Old Man Cao couldn't help but squint his eyes, trying his best to hide the smile on his face, and looked at Pei Wende, who was almost digging his feet into the ground in embarrassment.
At this moment, Pei Wende no longer has any majesty on his body, but is filled with a kindliness that is consistent with his age.
In other words, this is the real Pei Wende, a Buddhist disciple with blood, flesh and temper.
"Little master, please let go and save people!"
"Although the old man has a bit of a stubborn temper, he can still tell the difference between who is good and who is bad."
"No matter whether you can save Afeng in the end or not, you are the old man's benefactor. Please feel free to give me any instructions that may be of use to the old man in the future."
Old Man Cao's words and actions now are exactly the same as Afeng who asked Pei Wende to save Old Man Cao.
"Old man, you are serious, I will do my best."
There was no dissatisfaction in Old Man Cao's previous distrust in his words.
When Pei Wende looked up at Afeng who was tied to the rack again, thousands of scenes flashed through his eyes.
In a daze, other people present felt that their eyes were blurred. Pei Wende seemed to have experienced countless years, and his brows had gained a bit of confident maturity and vicissitudes of life out of thin air.
——Wuxin concentration·Enlightenment in dreams!
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【This is it! 】
Far more vividly than others present, Xiao Qing noticed the changes that took place in Pei Wende almost the moment he entered samadhi.
In the past, when he was practicing and studying, whenever Pei Wende practiced new magical powers or spells, he would frequently enter a similar state of "tranquility".
This kind of "entering concentration" will vary according to the difficulty of practice and learning, and the maintenance time will also vary.
Most of the time, Pei Wende only needs a moment to complete the transformation from "knowing nothing" to "entering the room".
But this time the performance was even more obvious, so obvious that even an "outsider" like Old Man Cao could see the changes in Pei Wende.
This shows from the side that the changes in Pei Wende's "entering concentration" this time seem to be far greater than any previous "entering concentration".
[Does this fool really want to reverse life and death? 】
While stunned and a little puzzled, Xiao Qing didn't think that an ordinary "rescue plan" would be more difficult than practicing a new magical power.
"Chu Sheng!"
So when Xiaoqing was wondering, Pei Wende opened his eyes again and called softly.
"exist!"
He quickly came to Pei Wende, and Zhang Chusheng, who had also experienced several similar scenes, immediately responded.
"Do you know why Master and I have never taught you any cultivation methods even though you have been a beginner for almost half a year?"
Zhang Chusheng nodded understandingly. Zhang Chusheng was different from Pei Wende at the time, so he naturally understood why everyone did not teach him his specific practice methods.
"Because I have the relics of an eminent monk and have the talent of 'speaking the Dharma'."
"Cultivation of the mind before practice, cultivation of the nature before cultivation of the heart..."
"Only when I can do it without changing my face even if the mountain collapses in front of me, can I be qualified to get started."
After rubbing the other person's head with satisfaction, Pei Wende whispered.
"Yes, I have seen your performance today, so I admit that you are qualified to get started."
No longer able to hide the surprise in his eyes, Zhang Chusheng suddenly raised his head and glanced at Pei Wende, his tone full of eagerness and expectation.
"You mean, you plan to teach me your magical powers?"
What young man doesn’t wish he had supernatural powers that could reach the heavens and the earth?
Which young man knows that magical powers and spells are just around the corner, but still has to suppress his desire to cultivate his mind and nature?
Zhang Chusheng, who is able to do this, is already stronger than more than 90% of ordinary people, and is considered a leader even among practitioners.
"Isn't this why the old monk asked you to come down the mountain with me?"
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and Pei Wende, who had long seen through Zen Master Lingyou's intention, said this.
"You don't really think that the old monk is bored and asked you to restrain me, do you?"
He scratched his head in embarrassment, because Zhang Chusheng did think so.
After all, everyone knows Pei Wende's ability to get into trouble. If he is not tied with a "rein", it will not be surprising that he will poke a hole in the sky one day.
"You have been in the mountains for such a long time, and you already know everything you need to learn and understand."
"All that's missing is just the finishing touch..."
"And for this crucial kick, I must make sure that you are truly 'calm' before I kick you."
When he said this, Pei Wende suddenly smiled and then continued.
"In other sects of cultivation, it is usually the master who leads the disciples in, and the practice is done individually."
"But our veins have been different from the beginning. It was Master who kicked us in, and our cultivation depends entirely on fate."
Before he finished speaking, a little light of understanding slowly gathered at Pei Wende's fingertips, and the relic beads hanging around his neck naturally dispersed and floated.
"Zhang Chusheng, your 'fate' has come!"
Accompanied by a not-so-severe scolding, Zhang Chusheng felt as if his eyes were blurred, and he was brought into a completely unfamiliar world by the light of connection between Pei Wende's fingers.
This is a world where thousands of selves seem to exist at the same time, and it seems like I have thousands of bodies at the same time at this moment.
And these thousands of bodies are listening to a Sanskrit sound at the same time, a Sanskrit sound that seems to be telling themselves the truth of this world and the true meaning of Buddha.
Although every time a Sanskrit sound is heard, dozens of bodies die due to backlash.
But before those thousands of bodies were completely destroyed, Zhang Chusheng suddenly gained several years or even decades of practice experience that ordinary practitioners would have.
——Enlightenment in a dream·Teaching the Dharma in a dream!
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