"In your eyes, mortals should be stupid, ignorant, and mediocre like ants. What kind of wisdom do ants have? They are just instinctive to survive." Hu Qing paused: "I was wrong."
Shui Xin was surprised, what did you mean by saying that monks looked down on mortals and then overturned his own opinion in the next sentence?
Hu Qing: "Ants are very powerful. Did you know that the physical fitness and team spirit of ants are incomparable to humans? They also have strengths that humans cannot surpass."
Shui Xin was a little confused, what was she talking about?
Hu Qing returned to the topic: "Mortals only have a few decades to experience birth, old age, illness and death, seven emotions and six desires, which are wonderful and profound that you may not have in your long life. I heard that you monks can destroy everything with just one inner demon, but we mortals live every day
In troubles and sufferings, except death, nothing can defeat us who are as humble as dust."
She smiled and said: "It is better to live than to die. This is a great courage."
If there was no daughter waiting for her, would she still struggle to survive in the last days? Yes, living itself is a pursuit of life. She is willing to search for immortality in her limited life? Will the will to search always exist?
Hu Qing knew that it was useless to talk to Shui Xin. After all, their worlds were different. In her world, life span could not be forced, and the mainstream idea was not to waste one's life. Here, however, the pursuit was to go against the will of heaven, and everyone fought against heaven. Two kinds of
Thoughts are bold.
Thinking of this, Hu Qing felt a little embarrassed and smiled apologetically at Shui Xin: "I'm sorry, I got some slights when I came here, and I feel depressed. I shouldn't take it out on you."
Shui Xin looked at her, thinking, and said, "No, I think what you said makes sense. I think I might need to go to the mortal world for a walk."
"Oh, you must pay back the money before you leave." Hu Qing reminded quickly.
Shui Xin was speechless, do I think he is a deadbeat?
Hu Qing: "You really don't look like a monk."
Shui Xin: "What do you think a monk should be like? Sitting in a temple and chanting sutras?"
Hu Qing: "I don't know. In fact, I don't know what a real monk is like. But I always feel that people who are born in this world have great wisdom."
Shui Xin: "What is great wisdom?"
Hu Qing had already walked around the flower pot and pulled out all the buried things. I don't know if it was the crow's mouth in the water core, but all these things withered overnight.
"I can't explain a sentence or two." Hu Qing walked into the room and said, "You are a monk, it's your turn to save me."
Shui Xin: "The donor has no unnecessary worries and doesn't need a little monk to help him."
Hu Qing sighed: "I need your spirit stone."
Come again, come again.
Shui Xin's mouth twitched: "Okay, I'm going to recite sutras right now and try to recover as soon as possible and leave the city to get the spiritual stones."
Hu Qing snorted: "I actually hid my private money outside Fangshi. You must have ulterior motives for entering Baopingfang."
When Shui Xin can't hear it, he goes back to his study to recite sutras.
Hu Qing washed his hands and went in: "Read it out loud."
Shui Xin sat cross-legged on the small wooden couch. Hearing the words, he did not open his eyes and made a sound in his mouth.
Hu Qing sat on the chair by the window, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at the blue sky, not sure if she understood.
As the sky darkened, Shui Xin opened his eyes: "How?"
Hu Qing: "I believe you are a true monk. Listening to you chanting sutras makes my heart very peaceful."
Shui Xin smiled: "It's a pity that I didn't use my spiritual power, otherwise what you would hear would be the supreme sound."
Hu Qingpei, you just look like a monk when you chant sutras.
"Teach me how to practice."
What?
"Anyway, idle is idle."
Shui Xin stared at her for a while, then scratched his head in embarrassment: "I don't know how to teach."
Hu Qing changed his face: "Who are you looking down on?"
Shui Xin: "Really, I have been practicing cultivation since I was born. What I know is meditating and chanting sutras. Meditating and chanting sutras is cultivation. I have never taught others."
Hu Qing's face was twisted with jealousy, which changed my face beyond recognition. No wonder this little monk was missed by women. This was a bite of fairy meat brought from his mother's womb.
I wonder if eating him will have incredible effects if she eats it?
Hu Qing's eyes were like those of a wolf, and Shui Xin couldn't help but cover her neck tightly, feeling that this was the first woman in history who really wanted to eat him.
"How about I get a shave?"
"What?"
Hu Qing grabbed her hair without mercy: "I am a monk."
"Stop joking." Shui Xin laughed: "You have a daughter." After saying this, he stopped laughing. Not to mention having a daughter, even if he has a man, he will not delay becoming a monk.
"Are you serious?" Shui Xin asked.
Hu Qing: "As long as I can cultivate, I am willing to sharpen my will."
Shui Xin: "I won't agree to it. Your mind is not pure. But you are practicing - I will teach you how to introduce Qi into your body."
Hu Qing was suspicious: "You said you wouldn't do it just now."
Shui Xin coughed slightly: "So I don't guarantee that what I said is right - do you want to learn from it?"
This unreliable monk, she learns, it doesn’t cost money anyway.
Shui Xin touched the rosary as a habit, but found it empty and chatted.
"I'll teach you the Qi Entrainment Technique. You must memorize it first."
A formula of more than 100 words that is not obscure but is not clear. Hu Qing listened to it three times before he could repeat it word by word. It was really difficult to memorize it by rote without understanding the meaning.
Shui Xin: "Imagine a stream of heat flowing through your body, starting from Dantian and going upstream to Shenque——"
"What is the Divine Tower?" Hu Qing asked sincerely.
Shui Xin: "..."
At least they didn’t ask me what Dantian was.
He fell silent and walked to the desk, but found no paper or pen.
Hu Qing was embarrassed: "I have no money, I won't need these for a while."
Shui Xin glared, he was really collecting debts all the time.
"I'll go immediately."
When Hu Qing came back after buying pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Shui Xin snorted coldly: "The cheapest one?"
Hu Qing was annoyed: "It's a good one, and it cost me a lot of spirit beads. Of course you don't look down on things that are used by mortals."
Shui Xin: "If you didn't lie to me, I would believe your sincerity in cultivation."
Hu Qing: "There is really very little trust between us."
As she spoke, she spread the paper and polished the ink. Shui Xin picked up the pen and tested the concentration of the ink. She gently turned the pen barrel and the writing was like flying, finishing in one go.
Hu Qing was stunned. This monk painted so fast that his hands were left with afterimages. The way he lowered his head to paint was so serious, which was much more attractive than when he was just talking.
"Monk, if you were so charming all the time, I would want to take you home and hide you." Hu Qing praised sincerely.
Shui Xin finished, holding up the pen, and was astonished: "How can I charm you?" Then he smiled: "You didn't want to rob me, but I entered your house. It shows that fate plays tricks on people."
Hu Qing also smiled: "I prefer to believe that it is the fate between you and me."
Shui Xin raised her right eyebrow. He had heard a lot of ambiguous words, but he couldn't hear a trace of covetousness from this woman.
"Have you ever seen a better-looking man than me?"
Hu Qing did not respond to the sudden question.
Comparing his fairy-like and gorgeous face, he once lived in the Internet age when there were so many handsome men. Hu Qing said very pertinently: "Because all I have seen are mortals, if they also have spiritual power to automatically
If you have a beautiful face - then I have indeed seen it."
Let’s just say that among all the beautiful faces from all over the world that have been posted on the Internet, ordinary mortals can look like that. If they were imbued with spiritual power, they might not be able to soar just because of their appearance.
