The disciples of Mingyue Temple are not ordinary women.
In particular, Ning Zhenzhen cultivates the most mysterious wisdom of Mingyue Temple and has already achieved success.
The heart is like the bright moon, observing all things. If you don't shine in your heart, you will never fall in love with a man.
No matter how much you like her, your happiness is destined to be in vain.
Fan Ning admitted frankly that his love for Senior Sister Ning was not a personal relationship, but he simply thought she was like a fairy in the sky. She was so heartbreakingly beautiful that he did not dare to feel blasphemous. He was satisfied just looking at her from a distance.
Fa Kong said no more.
Advising is useless.
When I first fell in love with a woman, my friends tried hard to persuade her, but it turned out that I was just listening to the news. After my friends tried to persuade her several times, I felt disgusted and even suspected that my friend also liked her.
This is human nature.
The two walked around the lake and then returned to their residences. Fa Kong went to Huinan's small courtyard in Prajna Yuan, and Faning went back to his master.
In Lian Xue's wooden house, under the soft light, the two women's hibiscus and jade faces were eye-catching.
Lian Xue said angrily: "Zhenzhen, don't be willful and do anything to offend Fakong."
"Uncle, what can't he offend?" Ning Zhenzhen curled her red lips.
"He has been very kind to us. This is not how you treat a benefactor."
Ning Zhen really didn't want to argue with Lian Xue about this: "Uncle, how is your injury?"
Gratitude is kindness, just find an opportunity to repay the kindness, there is no need to greet it with a smile.
"It's getting better." Lian Xue smiled and said with emotion: "The Rejuvenation Spell is indeed incredible."
Ning Zhenzhen said: "How long will it take?"
"This can't be rushed." Lian Xue said: "My injury is too serious, it will take a year and a half to heal."
"So long?" Ning Zhenzhen frowned.
Lian Xue laughed.
Ning Zhenzhen said sheepishly: "As long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter if it takes a little longer... I'm just impatient."
She has been taken care of by Lian Xue since she entered Mingyue Nunnery. She is also her teacher, sister and mother. She wishes she could take her own life to take care of Lian Xue's suffering. Seeing a slight improvement, she wishes Lian Xue could recover immediately.
"Really, seriously, you should be more polite to Fa Kong. The rejuvenation spell is wonderful. Maybe you will ask him to help heal your wounds in the future?"
"Begging him?" Ning Zhenzhen let out a chuckle.
Ask him to cure the Taiyin Treasure Tree, and ask him to cure the Lotus Snow. Both times, I asked him not to do it for myself.
If I was seriously injured, I would never beg him!
Seeing her like this, Lian Xue shook her head helplessly.
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The next morning, the sky was overcast and it looked like it was going to snow.
When Fakong returned to Yaogu from Prajna Temple, Ning Zhenzhen said goodbye to him directly.
Under Lian Xue's gaze, she was smiling brightly, and her white clothes made her smile bright and her face radiant.
Faning happened to rush over from her residence. Seeing that she was about to leave without having breakfast, she hurriedly persuaded her to stay until she had eaten.
Ning Zhenzhen shook his head with a smile and left.
"Fakong, what is the conflict between you and Zhenzhen?" Lian Xue couldn't help but ask Fakong.
The three of them were sitting on a square pine table by the lake having breakfast.
The gloomy weather makes the valley clearer and greener.
The breeze carried the fresh air of the lake and caressed their faces.
As soon as Faning heard this, his eyes widened and he looked at Fa Kong in confusion with the bun in his mouth.
He really didn't see the undercurrent between the two of them.
On the contrary, I felt that the two of them had a good relationship, both were smiling, and I even bitterly suspected that they had a secret love.
Fakong smiled and said: "There is no conflict, maybe it's just a matter of temperament."
Lian Xue has a little headache.
She understands that some people just hit it off right away, while some people just don't get along and it's awkward no matter how you get along.
"Is it true that she isn't beautiful?"
"It's beautiful to be beautiful, but it's a pity that it's too smart."
"What's wrong with ice and snow being smart?"
"Junior Sister Ning has developed a clear mind, right?" Fakong smiled and said: "Facing someone who can see through what you are thinking at a glance, Junior Uncle Lianxue, don't you feel embarrassed?"
Lian Xue chuckled and shook her head.
The strange thing is that both of them are extremely smart. It is really troublesome for two smart people to get together.
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After dinner, Lian Xue continued planting flowers on the cliff.
She wants to plant flowers on the stone walls of the valley, so that the flowers will sway as far as the eye can see, and it will be so beautiful.
Some flowers are delicate and difficult to survive if they are moved away from their nests, so Fakong cast a rejuvenation spell on them.
In just seven or eight days, Lotus Snow has been planted in the top ten meters of the area, gradually expanding downwards.
Faning was very busy stirring the soil and mixing the soil for flowers from time to time.
The three of them were busy, and the handsome young novice Fa En came to the foot of the stone wall, came up to Fakong, and said together: "Brother Fakong, Master has invited me."
Fakong withdrew his gaze from the flowers on the stone wall: "I'm going to be scolded?"
"No, no." Fan smiled and shook his head: "Brother, we have to go quickly."
Fa Kong asked no more questions.
It's useless to ask, even if you get scolded, you have to go, let alone other things.
He followed Faen directly to the pagoda forest behind the Vajra Temple.
The stupas spread out like a forest, extending to the top of the snowy peaks in the distance.
In front of the pagoda, there is a three-story altar, built of bluestone, which is simple and vicissitudes of life.
Six old monks stood on the top floor, as if the abyss were still and the mountains were rising, and they were full of majesty.
They all have snow-white beards and solemn expressions.
An Arhat bed is placed in the center of the altar, and an old monk with a solemn appearance sits cross-legged on the bed.
The old monk seemed to be in trance, but with one look at Fa Kong, he knew that his life was gone.
Huinan slowly came down the steps, stood in front of Fakong with his hands folded, and said calmly: "The beauty is by your side, are you ready to move?"
Fa Kong He Shi: "The heart is like an ancient well."
"Duplicity!" Huinan snorted: "Red pink skull, red pink skull, it sounds nice, but how many of them can actually do it? We old men can't do it, let alone you, a hot-blooded person!"
Fakong smiled and said nothing.
Huinan said: "It doesn't matter to you, don't hurt Faning!"
"Master can't trust me, nor can he trust Uncle Lianxue?"
"That's true." Hui Nan nodded: "Ming Yue An... try your Great Light Spell and see if it can help Senior Brother Hui Wen."
Fakong looked at the remaining five old monks.
Huinan said: "They are all from Prajna Academy...you have to show your skills, otherwise, where will you get freedom?"
Fakong took in a beautiful woman in Medicine Valley.
Although the woman is a talented disciple of Mingyue Temple, and although Medicine Valley is the territory of Fa Kong, Fa Kong belongs to Kongang Temple.
Many old guys couldn't stand it and chanted in front of Huinan.
If Fakong exerts the true power of the Great Light Spell, he can stop the mouths of those old guys.
"Yes." Fakong heard something else.
No matter in the previous life or in this world, it is human nature to respect the strong. The strength in the previous life was power and money, and the strength in this life is martial arts.
If he has poor martial arts skills and extremely poor qualifications, then he has a bright future and is a loser.
It is not enough to be good at medicinal herbs.
"Haha..." A chubby old monk walked down the altar and came to Fa Kong with a kind smile on his face: "Little guy, your master can make you so awesome."
Dharmakong unites the tithe: "Uncle Huikong Master."
Huikong smiled and returned the favor: "How unbecoming is it for a young woman to stay around for a long time? Don't forget your identity. No matter how poor your qualifications are, you are still a disciple of the Vajra Temple!"
At the end of the sentence, his smile disappeared and he became serious.
Fa Kong was silent and silent.
He felt like a hill was pressing down on his head.
This Huikong should have reached the third level, or even the second level, a first-generation master in the realm of Shenyuan, who can call upon spiritual power.
It's a pity that this spiritual power crushes others, but it is useless to him.
The empty Medicine Buddha in his mind flashed, turning it into nothingness.
"Huh——?" Huikong frowned.
"Uncle Huikong, my disciple understands." Fakong said calmly.
Since you agreed and accepted the thank you gift, you have to cure it and send it back halfway?
Obsessive-compulsive disorder can make it hard to sleep well.
"Senior brother, you are so powerful!" Hui Nan snorted and sneered: "If you want to keep a disciple of Mingyue Temple by your side, you must have that ability. He is begging for Fa Kong to heal his wounds. How can Fa Kong's Buddhist mantra be so magical?
Now!...Why, the rules of our Vajra Temple are stricter than human life?"
"Haha..., wonderful?" Huikong smiled and shook his head.
"If you can't use it, it doesn't mean that others can't do it either!" Huinan said proudly: "Don't sit in a well and look at the sky, because your mind is blocked and you are confused!"
"Huinan, it's best not to let Fa Kong go the same way as his master." Huikong said with a smile.
Huinan shouted: "Fart!"
Huikong shook his head and laughed: "Junior brother, I know that your guilt for Yuan Zhi has been transferred to this little guy, so you dote on him even more, but no matter how much you dote on him, you must do it in a moderate way. If you dote on him too much, it will harm him!"
Huinan suddenly became furious, and the drooping white eyebrows at the corners of his eyes suddenly raised and floated to his temples.
This time his scars were revealed.
Fa Kong shook his head secretly.
It seems that the master has indeed blocked a lot of pressure for himself.
Could it be that the reason Master was revoked from martial arts was because of women?
The original owner didn't have the guts to ask this. Every night, when the moon was in the sky, Yuan Zhi would sit under the moonlight and look up with a strange look on his face.
The original owner didn't know what this look was like.
Fakong analyzed it now, and it should be both painful and sweet.
A tall and burly old man on the altar shouted: "You two! You are noisy all day long. What kind of place is this? Be quiet!"
Huinan wants to say more.
A middle-aged monk rushed in from outside, came closer, and said, "Several elders, when will the Dharma meeting start? Everyone has already gathered."
"Wait a minute." Huinan said impatiently, "I can't even wait a while?!"
The middle-aged monk looked troubled.
The Salvation Dharma Conference gathers the power of hundreds of monks to recite the Purana Sutra together to help Master Hui Wen to be reborn in bliss. The earlier the better.
The longer the delay, the weaker the soul becomes.
"Huinan, otherwise, let them come in and recite the Great Light Mantra together, which can be regarded as a helping hand to Fa Kong." The tall and burly old monk said slowly.
Huinan frowned: "Senior Brother Huitong, you don't believe in dharma emptiness either?"
"No matter whether his Great Light Spell is that magical or not, it's always good to have someone to help, right?" Huitong said calmly: "This involves the afterlife of Junior Brother Huiwen, so it's not advisable to take risks."
Huinan's face looked ugly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she was about to curse.
Fakong made a seal with his left hand, raised his right palm, closed his eyes, and moved his lips slightly.
The raised right palm gradually brightened, attracting everyone's attention.
A ball of bright light slowly emerged from his right palm, shining like a bright moon reflected in spring water.
It gradually intensified and turned into a bright moon. The flawless white light shot towards Hui Wen on the Arhat's bed, condensing into a palm-thick beam of light in the sky.
Everyone's eyes widened.
This scene was beyond their imagination.
Although it is said in Buddhist scriptures that a certain Bodhisattva cast the Great Light Mantra, emitted a great light, and transcended the deceased to be reborn in the Western Paradise.
Everyone thinks that this is the bright light seen in the inner world, which is visualized in their own ideal world, not the outer world.
Moreover, the great light they imagined was not like this, and they never imagined it would be like this.
A ball of light slowly gathered above Hui Wen's head, and the round Tudor flickered, and after a moment it turned into a palm-sized Hui Wen.
With a calm look on his face, he titheed towards the Dharma sky, then turned into a white rainbow and soared into the sky, breaking through the thick clouds and disappearing.
They couldn't help but look up and saw the golden light and glow through the small hole broken through the thick clouds.
The small holes quickly closed and the different phases disappeared.
Fakong opened his mudra, put down his palms, opened his eyes and looked thoughtful.
The six old monks looked at him blankly.
Precisely because Buddhism is so profound and they studied Buddhism intensively in their later years, the scene before them had a greater impact on them.
"Haha..." A loud laugh broke the silence.
Huinan laughed and patted Fakong on the shoulder: "Good boy, you will lead Senior Brother Huiwen to the West to reach the Bliss. Your merits will be immeasurable!"
He glanced sideways at Huikong, then at Huitong, and with a heavy grunt, he picked up Fa Kong and flew up, leaving the Talin.
The five people from Huikong and Huitong were still in shock.
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