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Chapter 111: The heart and earth contain all kinds of things, and they are all sprouting under the rain. The flowery emotions are suddenly realized, and the fruit of Bodhi is achieved.

Something wonderful happened just like that.

It came very suddenly.

There is a subtle interaction between one male and three females.

When Chu Qianqiu walked out of the room, he realized that he had made a mistake.

"My nephew is indeed a talented person. It seems that three little nuns are not enough. Do you want me to add a few more?" Master Juemi said with a smile.

"Second uncle, this is true, cough cough." Chu Qianqiu's face was a little flushed, he was really embarrassed, very embarrassed.

Those three little nuns were pure and lovely. Not to mention they were beautiful women with bright eyes and white teeth. Coupled with their attire, Chu Qianqiu couldn't help but fainted for a moment.

You are an elder, why are you so unruly?

You use this to test the juniors. Which junior can withstand this test? It's so evil.

Chu Qianqiu had no choice but to change his name and call him second uncle.

"You're so red in the face."

"Lao Na, Brother Huang, and Brother Chu Xian never blushed like this when they were wandering the streets."

"It's just that the three of us were poor at the time and couldn't afford to do fancy things." Abbot Juemi obviously had such a majestic appearance. In terms of appearance, he was probably the best among the three. He was also a famous handsome man in Lingzhou. As a result,

Every time he speaks, he has a hooligan air.

Second uncle, if he talks like that, does my donor know?

How can a serious monk appear in such a small Lingzhou?

"If Mr. Huang acted so serious after the interview, would he show his nephew "The Iron Ping Mei"?"

"My old man gave it to me after reading it and feeling that it was very interesting and that it was too much work."

"As a good nephew, I need to practice less so that I can flourish the Chu family and have fewer children in the future."

"Don't talk about Lao Na's nagging. The Chu and Huang families are both sparsely populated, so we rely on him to flourish."

"Come on, let's go."

Abbot Juemi asked someone to cut two kilograms of beef mixed with sauce, and brought a pot of fine wine. The two of them sat on the pine tree, looking at all the living beings, and talked happily over the wine.

Ji Liang, he really abides by every commandment.

Wu Sheng Gu is not afraid of alcohol now. Eight real-sucking worms are enough to be immune to most poisonous Gu worms. What's more, if you dare to trust even people who have been verified several times, your life will be too pitiful.

So he took the glass and took a sip.

"Second uncle, that wine seems to be very fragrant?" Wu Shenggu, a man of two generations, has never tasted such a fragrant wine, so he took a sip less.

"That's right. My nephew has no taste. That is the best fruit wine in Yuzhou."

"There is no place in Yuzhou called Chu Qianqiu. This place has suffered seven seasons of drought. Except for one fruit tree that is still alive, all other tree species and vegetation have died."

“Only one day a year it rains, and it pours, and that fruit tree comes to life in the next few days.”

"It grows new branches and leaves from a dry fruit tree, and bears abundant fruits in just a few days."

"That kind of fruit has a unique fragrance and is very sweet. It is definitely not as bitter as the fruit trees on the roadside."

"The wine brewed from it is the best fruit wine in the world, and it is also a tribute wine for the imperial court."

"Not to mention that in Baixiang Town, there are even a few of the imperial officials who are not qualified to drink such fine wine."

Abbot Juemi introduced the bottle of fruit wine very solemnly, allowing Wu Shenggu to see again that Master Juemi's wealth was not that terrible.

"The ants are greedy for life, but the big fruit trees are not that stubborn." After hearing the story, Ji Liangshan couldn't help but sigh.

"My nephew does not have any Buddhist wisdom, but unfortunately he understands the story I told you." Master Juemi shook his head and said.

"Please ask your second uncle to teach you." Wu Shenggu realized that everything he did was for guidance and asked quickly.

"Then Chu Qianqiu is very small. Even though it only rains once a year, he can still survive with other plants and trees. Why can he survive only one fruit tree when it rains slightly every year?"

Master Juemi said with a smile.

"Could it be?"

All other tree species and vegetation died.

Wushenggu thought of Master Juemi's words just now, and a possibility emerged in his mind. It was Jinluo who was sweating.

"That's right. My nephew's guess is correct." Seeing Ji Liangshan's expression, Master Jue Mi nodded in disapproval.

"The fruit-bearing tree's roots extend throughout the valley, allowing any other vegetation to usurp the only source of water available once a year."

"Its roots are very deep, ensuring that this light rain every year can only be enjoyed by yourself."

"Chu Qianqiu once had no other plants or flowers outside."

"Eight hundred years later, some fruit trees have completed the arrangement of their root systems, and other vegetation has no chance to seize the water source."

"As a result, all other vegetation died, and even the opportunity to grow every year was lost."

"My dear nephew, does he think that tree is respectable or terrifying now?"

"That fruit tree is outside the Buddhist gate, and it is also called the living tree."

In the extremely good environment of Jiliang Mountain, this fruit tree did its best to seize the missing water source and provide a way for other vegetation to survive.

But--

"Even if all its mechanisms are exhausted, it will all be in vain in the end. The fruits were picked and turned into fruit wine." Wusheng Gu Shijin said with emotion. Even the wine under the cup seemed to have a little more flavor.

"That's right. My nephew is indeed very ignorant."

"But my dear nephew, you might as well think about it."

"Compared to the vast majority of vegetation that has not died, these fruit trees have only come back to life and are still alive and well."

"The imperial court sent people to protect the fruit tree. If it is sure to rain that day, a farmer will be specially invited to water it."

"There are fruit trees that turn their fruits into delicious fruit wine. Is this also a kind of happiness?"

"Is it just that kind of happiness that my nephew wants?"

"Make a wedding dress for me."

Abbot Juemi is really a strange person. I can turn into a gangster at any time, but I can't talk like a lowly monk.

"As the saying goes: The heart and earth contain all kinds of things, and they all sprout in the rain. When you suddenly realize the beautiful feelings, the fruit of Bodhi will be achieved by itself." (Note: 1)

"Second uncle, are you trying to persuade you to be confused by murder?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Are you also going to kill for the sake of killing?"

In fact, you don’t feel too young at all.

Wushenggu understands the good intentions of his elders. Huang Qianhu has ordered Master Juemi to help him cleanse himself of murderous thoughts and cultivate his moral character.

"Indeed." Master Juemi nodded with satisfaction.

"The human soul is like this Chu Qianqiu. It originally contains all kinds of seeds, neither good nor evil, neither good nor bad."

"Every time when dew falls from the sky, trees will grow. Some will grow good seeds, and some will grow evil seeds."

"Killing is not a sin, it is just a part of the Bodhi Fruition."

"But if the seeds of evil grow too luxuriantly, it will be difficult for other seeds to have a chance to blossom and bear fruit."

"The seed of evil will bring forth a living fruit."

"Although there is life and no life, and no life is meritorious, in that world, even if there are living fruits, they will be picked and made into fruit wine."

"There were not many killers outside the army. Whether we had a life, a lover, or a family relationship, apart from killing, we only enjoyed all the good things in the world."

"To put it harshly, it is just a doll in the hands of little people, just like the fine wine in the glass."

"Sentient beings who are heartless should abandon their roots and pursue their ends, and pursue the lower fruit of Bodhi, which is the living fruit that blooms from the flower of evil."

Abbot Juemi talked eloquently, showing his true character as a humble monk.

"Thank you, second uncle, for your guidance." If Wu Shenggu didn't understand something in his heart, he couldn't help but raise a glass of wine in respect.

"Okay, the big nun has gone down, drank wine, and talked." Unfortunately, Master Juemi could not pretend to be a lowly monk for a limited time, and he suddenly showed a rogue face again.

"Let me see what my nephew is capable of and he is not murderous, and then I can make arrangements for him!"


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