The golden-eyed eagle was startled and exclaimed, "I don’t want to be a monk. I heard that I can’t eat meat and I can’t swear! Don’t you want to be young? " Wrong novel network does not skip words.
Kang Moyan waved and said, "I know little about Buddhism, so I won’t accept you as an apprentice. What can you achieve if you stay with me all the time?" Since you are practicing Buddhism, you should ask the Buddhist master to realize Buddhism on the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha Day in the future, and you should not be lazy to get the golden body as soon as possible. Don’t waste my time to arrange Buddha’s fate for you. "
Kang Mo Yan doesn’t know what the Buddhist practice is about, but there is always nothing wrong with the golden body, so he used this level of cultivation to motivate the golden eye carving. But after listening to this, the bird plopped down on the ground and cried and cried, "I want to wait on the master generation not to be a monk!" I was wrong about my master earlier, but I left him small when I saw his obsequious followers, or the fox was confused. My master really deserved to die, but I didn’t know that he cared so much! Please ask your lordship to return to this Buddha’s fate! "
"The fox is much more beautiful than you. It’s always more comfortable to see her than to see you. Besides, I’m here mainly because I can understand the six-character mantra. What are you doing? Alas, an old man like Kang has a sore nose! "
Kang Moyan muttered a few words in his heart, slipped the golden eye carving up on his back collar and held his bald head down. "I have my own decision on this matter. I have become a Yuan God. Where do you need to serve me?" If you have the heart to become a golden body, come and be my doorman again! "
The golden eagle still doesn’t want to be reprimanded by Kangmo. The two of them are talking. When the monks in the monastery saw it from a distance, a round-faced monk walked quickly from the mountain gate to the two of them and started to recite a Buddhist name. "Where did the two donors come to invite the abbot to offer tea?"
Kang Moyan smiled and almost blurted out, "I came from the eastern soil of Datang." After a pause, the round-faced monk made a polite remark, then walked into the mountain gate with one hand and the golden eagle in the back, entered the temple, bypassed the hall and came to a spacious purlin in the rear. Someone had informed the owner that the round-faced monk had just served tea and several old monks came to inquire very politely.
Surrounded by a few old guys, I was really impatient with talking about Como without local customs. He made up a story at random and asked directly, "Excuse me, where is the abbot of the hospital?"
An old monk said, "Exactly my brother."
Como said that he was looking for an old monk. At this time, he should be 220 to 230 years old. Ordinary people can’t live to this age. Although he is old enough, this monk is a body. At most, he is about 70 years old. Como said that he knew it was not his own food when he looked at it.
"I’m looking for the 200-year-old abbot of this hospital!"
As soon as several old monks looked at each other for a long time, it was very difficult for the host monk to say, "benefactor, don’t blame me for being too old and inconvenient to come out to see the guests."
The other party is very polite, and Como’s words are not good. He is pondering. As the saying goes, the golden eye carving next to it has long been unbearable to talk about this scene. "My master wants to see your abbot, but the old monk is blessed. How dare he say that he is too old to come out? I guess that grandmaster was also a poor man who taught you ignorant disciples! "
When this was said, a few old monks suddenly became furious, and some people shouted at him, "How can you say such a thing like this little Shani?" ? My grandmaster is too old to be your grandfather. How can I be so arranged by you? ！”
The Golden Eye Carver is also furious when he hears the news. He is more than 200 years older than Kang Moyan. How can he stand the nonsense of several old monks? Immediately clamoring for the release of Miao Lianhua’s spell mana, these old monks were brushed to death, but Kang Moyan put a big hand on his bald head and pressed the mana lightly.
Kangmo said with a smile, "Don’t worry about me, master. This celebrity always talks upside down on weekdays. At this time, he is crazy and talks nonsense! I came to see the abbot to give his old man a treasure, and also asked several masters to ask him to come out and have a look. "
Kang Moyan remembered that the old monk in Guanyin Temple was a guy who was blind to treasure, and then he came to the Tang Dynasty and lost his life because of his robes. He took the word "treasure" to speak so that these old monks could know what to say. Several old monks at the same time looked bright and asked with interest, "What treasure does your master have?" Please take it out and borrow it from your brothers first! "
"He! These old guys are all tarred with the same brush ！”
Practitioners do what they want, but if there is a chance to be brave and diligent, they should make every effort to compete, even if their opponents are heaven and earth. Kang Mo said that at the beginning of practice, they should be careful everywhere, and everything is really not a practitioner’s color. He has been practicing for a long time, and his way of speaking has gradually turned around, bringing a bit of courage to go forward.
But, after all, he has scruples in the Buddhist altar of Guanyin Bodhisattva Dojo, so he is willing to talk to these old monks and take the 200-year-old monk directly without getting started. But these old monks have no vision, how can he be willing to talk again? Reaching out a finger to freeze the vitality of these old monks, Kang Moyan scattered his thoughts and found the old abbot’s meditation room instantly.
Shape flash some kangmo words have appeared in front of the old abbot’s meditation room with golden eagle, and he didn’t knock on the door to say hello. He directly moved the Buddhist magic and opened his mouth to drink Zen sounds, and the two door panels were shattered.
"Old abbot can be in? There are treasures in Kangmoyan! "
The old monk was taking a nap in his bed, listening to a loud bang in his dream, and he was almost so scared that he couldn’t directly die. He stayed blind to see that a guy who was truly pale was laughing.
"Ghost-"
The old monk screamed and fainted.
"Depend! This old guy is afraid of ghosts after practicing Buddhism! Besides, he should look more like an old ghost! "
It’s perfect for this monk to be senile. However, Kang Moyan took a look and was worried that the other person would hang it directly, and then he went into his body to have a look at it. Only then could he rest assured that the old thing had fainted, but he didn’t worry about his life. At the same time, Kang Moyan found a slight mana fluctuation in his body, not a Buddhist mana, but a few evil spirits. This old monk can live for more than 200 years. It is not possible to live at this age by meditation, chanting and knocking on wooden fish. It must have benefited from black bear essence and Ling Xu.
Raise your hand and drop an array to cover the meditation room, avoiding the rest of the monks from disturbing Kang Mo’s words, and before the old monk wakes up on his own, his magic falls into the monk’s eyebrows and forcibly wakes up the other person’s thoughts.
"Just listen to me if you’re not dead. I’m here to make a deal with you!" Como said with a straight face.
After a short period of fright, the old monk slowly calmed down. After all, he had seen the monster. At this time, his mind was active and he guessed the situation. He was silent for a moment and said in a hoarse voice, "I seem to hear this master say what treasures are there?"
Como said, hey, and smiled, "You’re such an old guy. You can still hear the word baby. I have a baby in my hand, but it’s just right for you."
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Kang Mo said that the monk called the old guy directly, but he didn’t care to hear that there was a treasure just right for him, which made a pair of faint eyes suddenly shine, and then he could see clearly where the people in front of him looked like ghosts, and he was a handsome and graceful scholar.
The old monk smiled and asked, "I don’t know what kind of treasure it is?"
Kang Moyan smiled and pulled out half a mouthful of sweet spring water from his body. He gathered in his palm and spun around to give off a breath. In an instant, the whole meditation room was full of vitality. Kang Moyan could take things into his own yuan god with one hand. Those two yellow-skinned gourds have been given to Mei Niang and Golden Eye Carving by him one by one. Now his possessions are collected in the yuan god.
The old monk sniffed a mouthful of water vapor and felt that he could not tell Shu Tai’s body was ready to move, as if breathing at home would make him a few years younger.
Good stuff!
For a moment, his eyes brightened a little.
11. The place of cultivation is immortal.
11. The place of cultivation is immortal.
"This water is taken from Yingzhou in the East China Sea. The old abbot named Liquan Water has lived for so long. Have you ever heard that this water has a long effect?"
Kang Moyan put his hand over the spring water and suddenly took off his palm. The fish swam around in the air and swayed from side to side in front of the old monk.
The old monk’s eyes were glued to a cloud of water vapor, and he reached out and caught two records, both of which were slipped away from his fingers by Liquan water. He casually said, "My brother lived for more than 220 years, but he also made a few friends who were immortal. There was a Taoist friend who gave me a foreign body in the Ten Kingdoms written by Oriental Manqian. I often look through it and remember that there was a jade paste in Yingzhou called Liquan water. Can it make people live forever?"
Kang Moyan patted the golden-eyed carved head beside him. Hehe smiled. "Yes, this water is for my old abbot to prepare a baby. Because this child Buddha in our door is predestined, I also asked the abbot to arrange him to make a living in the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in the temple. If he is savvy enough, there will be a monk in the temple to teach Zen, and the old abbot will take care of him and leave him a seat."
When the old monk saw that Kang Mo had made a conditional attempt to restore his mind, he secretly thought, "This man is coveting the Buddhism in my sutra depository, but he is afraid that there is something wrong with the sutra. Instead, he arranged this grand reason. Supposedly, I can change the water in the Liquan by talking, but it is also done, but a small bite is not as effective as a big bite, and a few more years can live. It is better to talk to him about the price …"
When I think about this old monk, don’t you think, "My Buddha is merciful to all sentient beings. Supposedly, my little benefactor will not refuse to enter my Buddhist school, but the Sutra Pavilion is an important place in the hospital, and you have to work hard and master Buddhism before you can enter it. It will take more than ten years to go to the monks to manage what the benefactor said."
"oh? Really? " Wrong novel network does not skip words.
Kang Moyan’s eyes narrowed and turned to the golden eagle and asked, "What do you think?"
Kang Moyan stretched out his hand and patted the golden-eyed bald head and said with a smile, "I have to be a monk. I have come to ring the bell …"
