It was really late tonight, so Mingjue arranged for Zhao Ran to go to Yunshui Hall to rest for the night, and went back to the meditation room to practice and recite the Dharani Sutra one hundred and eight times.
The monk was feeling very bad now. He had an inexplicable quarrel with Song Yuqiao, which caused him to feel angry and angry. This is one of the "three poisons" in Buddhism in practice.
"The door of all obstacles is opened", all kinds of sins and causes will follow, forming various karma. Fortunately, he can wake up immediately, otherwise his cultivation will be delayed in the future, so he is busy going back to eliminate obstacles at the moment.
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At this moment, in the guest monk's dormitory of Yunshuitang, Zhao Ran was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
There was a dizzying quarrel in the Zen room where Song Yuqiao was imprisoned just now. The fiery temperament and verbal skills of this Senior Sister Song opened Zhao Ran's eyes. Her fighting ability is not bad. Of course, in the messy fight of three people and one pot of porridge, it also made Zhao Ran
Zhao Ran probably sorted out the clues.
It turned out that after five or six years of no contact, Zhou Yumo had not forgotten him. The reason why he did not come to find him seemed to be because of the ruthless path he practiced?
Zhou Yumo's master, Lin Zhijiao, entered the Great Master Realm last year. At that time, Zhao Ran was practicing in Huayun Pavilion. Together with his three senior brothers, Wei Zhizhen, Yu Zhichuan, and Luo Zhiqing, they also discussed taking a flying sword from Lingjian Pavilion as a congratulatory gift.
However, I was unable to enter the Valley of Questioning and could not see Master Lin Da.
There are only female disciples in the Qingqing Valley, and male disciples are not allowed to enter easily. This is also an unwritten rule in Huayun Pavilion.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ran seemed to have some enlightenment. He asked Qinggu and asked Qinggu, could it be that the practice skills are really related to the word "love"? If this is really the case, Zhao Ran will be depressed...
He began to think about rescuing Song Yuqiao again. The quarrel tonight made Zhao Ran's opinion of Song Yuqiao slightly better. The so-called Aiwujiwu, since he was Zhou Yumo's fellow senior sister, Zhao Ran would inevitably have some intimacy with her.
It's a pity that this senior sister was very unfriendly to Zhao Ran, but this unfriendliness was planned for Zhou Yumo, so Zhao Ran was not angry, but was vaguely happy. It was not that Zhao Ran was mean, but because Senior Sister Song knew about him
The fact that he had something to do with Zhou Yumo means that he has a certain status in Zhou Yumo's heart.
Hide? If you don’t like it, do you need to hide?
Putting away his cluttered thoughts, Zhao Ran began to think about a rescue strategy. Senior Sister Song had caused a bigger disaster. This was not a matter of right or wrong. Buddhism and Taoism were enemies.
Tricks must be used. From this perspective, it only shows that Monk Xin's combat effectiveness is too poor.
But after all, the person was injured, and the injury was to the point where the person's cultivation level was disabled. It was very difficult to ease, so it was almost impossible to speak. But is it really impossible to let the person go? That's not necessarily the case.
Judging from the time, Mingjue had two days to communicate with Abbot Zhicheng, and he must have stated his purpose before coming. If Abbot Zhicheng was unwilling to let him go, Mingjue would definitely not have brought Zhao Ran to Qukong Temple.
Zhicheng Fangzheng will not discuss painting and Buddhism with Zhao Ran at the same time - how can a great and eminent monk in the Bodhisattva realm find so much time to talk nonsense with you?
As for the auction of paintings, it is probably just mentioned out of curiosity, and it is definitely not the purpose. Zhao Ran believes that Master Zhicheng will not be as poor as the two masters Long Yang and Wulan. Just look at the environment and environment of Qukong Temple.
As for architecture, you know, don’t be too wealthy or too leisurely!
So even if I don't ask, Abbot Zhicheng will definitely talk to me about releasing him tomorrow. Then the only thing left to think about is, what does Abbot Zhicheng need? Or what conditions can Zhao Ran offer to get Qukong Temple to be a member?
Will they be released?
Just as Zhao Ran was tossing and turning, he suddenly felt that the bolt on his door was broken from the outside. Zhao Ran was startled and wanted to stand up, but saw a black shadow rushing into the room like lightning. Zhao Ran
His body could only be propped up a little before a small flying sword was pressed against his throat.
Zhao Ran couldn't help but lament in his heart, why have he been so unlucky recently?
Zhao Ran lowered his eyes from the corner of his eyes and glanced at the flying sword that was pressed against his throat. It was about five or six inches long, green and emitting an icy cold air.
Using flying swords?
Preliminary judgment, it should be a Taoist monk. Well, I can't say for sure. After seeing some secrets in the Taoist Sanqing Pavilion, Zhao Ran has realized that just like there are Buddhist monks who defected from the Taoist sect,
There are also monks from the Taoist sect who have defected to Buddhism, and there are not a few who use flying swords.
Therefore, judging from Feijian alone, we can only say that the person in front of the bed should be a monk practicing Taoism.
In this case, wouldn't he be like the angry young man Duanmu who came to kill him to "prove the truth"? Thinking of this, Zhao Ran suddenly broke into a cold sweat!
There were no lights in the room and the windows were closed. When this person entered the room, he also closed the door - Zhao Ran could only give a thumbs up, brother, you are too careful. So it was dark, but
For practitioners, this darkness is nothing.
So Zhao Ran looked at the monk standing next to the bed: the black clothes were close-fitting and curvy. It turned out to be a female monk! His eyes went up the thigh (I'm sorry, Zhao Ran is used to looking at women from the thigh), and it's long.
She has straight legs, a small waist, and her breasts are not small. Looking at her appearance, you can vaguely distinguish her in the dark---she's so beautiful!
Wait! Zhao Ran was stunned!
He was afraid that he was in a dream, so he pinched his fingers hard. Yes, it hurt!
"Death or life?"
"How are you……"
The two spoke at the same time. The monk in black was stunned, looked at Zhao Ran carefully, and scolded with a stern face: "You are talking nonsense when you are about to die!"
"Can you let me raise my hand?" Zhao Ran gestured and slowly raised his hand.
The monk in black said coldly: "Little thief, can you try moving again?"
Zhou Yumo was stunned for a moment, leaned forward a little, stared at Zhao Ran for a while, and shook his head: "I don't know him, so don't play tricks... How do you know me? Honestly, otherwise I'll pierce him with a sword!"
Zhao Ran said: "Does Miss Zhou have any Taoist Talisman? Take one out first, and let's talk more alertly. After all, this is a Buddhist temple."
Zhou Yumo became even more confused and nodded involuntarily: "It was already laid out when I came in. If you have anything to say, just say it. Who is it? How do you know me?"
Zhao Ran said: "I'm wearing a mask, let me take it off." He slowly raised his hands again and touched his face. This time, Zhou Yumo did not stop him.
The mask was a magic weapon given to him by Dongfang Li, and it required special magic to take it off, so Zhao Ran made a secret, touched the mechanism on the mask with his finger, and instantly put the magic weapon into the storage ring.
Then he looked at Zhou Yumo with a smile: "Dang Dang Dang Dang! Isn't it a surprise?"