Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 480 Are you unable to sit still?
As time passed, some things under the table were gradually put on the table, and the turbulent undercurrent began to quiet down, like the calm before the storm.

West Wulin, a remote place to hide from the world, can only hear the continuous sound of the piano, resounding through the sky.

Thousands of layers of gold and emerald clouds turn over, trees are full of bamboos and mountains, ten miles of clear streams have no way to find, water flows into the world.

On Weichen Peak, two figures were "busy" each other, one was playing the piano and the other was planting flowers.

In the past, after Wen Bodhi was born from the holy Bodhi, there was another person besides the Buddha Master, who taught him to practice Buddhism. : Quiet like Zen.

The two have a strong relationship, and they are also teachers and friends. After Wen Bodhi left the Brahma Temple, Jing Ruchan also left together.

Decades ago, Wen Bodhi participated in a fellow practitioner. After returning, Jing Ruchan could clearly see the changes that had taken place in him.

Regarding that period of the past, although it has not completely explored it, it has taken half a step from it, but the final result can only be determined by fate.

"Huh? The cloud phase has changed, but it's a friend who wants to visit."

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Wen Bodhi pressed his fingers on the strings, raised his eyes to look at the clouds that began to change, and spoke with a smile.

After a while, I saw the clouds in the sky coming out of the sea, and the Confucianism stirred the nine heavens:

"From one's own knowledge, through the righteousness of all people; to debate the thoughts of the past and the present, and to aspire to the sages and sages."

A refined figure descended from the sky and landed on the top of Mochen Peak.

Seeing someone coming, Wen Bodhi looked solemn, turned his body, and asked sternly:

"The net eaves live in seclusion in the world, why did the Confucianists trek here?"

Yu Lijing couldn't help laughing in his heart, and simply accompanied him to fool around: "Come because of the common people."

"Where are the common people?" Wenwen Bodhi said again.

The answer is: "In the midst of turmoil and suffering, under your eyes."

"Why come here to seek answers?"

"Law."

After a while of silence, he asked Bodhi with a smile, "How many years have passed, are you unable to sit still?"

At the same time as speaking, put away the guqin in front of you, then turned out the tea set, and started to make tea.

Yu Lijing sat opposite him, and said with a smile: "Isn't this the first time, I came to ask my friend for help."

Jingru Zen not far away, listening to the exchange between the two, felt relieved, no matter what, it is a good thing that Wen Bodhi is not stuck in the past.

"You have a stomach full of ink, it would be good if you don't use me as a gunman, and you still ask for help?"

"My friend's words are really sad."

"Ha, let's get back to business. Looking at your friend's body, are you really asking for help?" asked Bodhi with disbelief on his face.

"Before coming to my friend's place, I went to the West Yellow Buddhist Realm to visit my senior."

After Xihuang Buddhist World left, Jun Fengqing returned first to arrange related affairs, while Yu Lijing came here to visit friends.

There is no way, the place of Xiwulin...

I can only say that I understand.

Moreover, this time is indeed an opportunity, an opportunity for friends to embark on a new path.

Asked Bodhi to think for a while, and asked: "So, you are not the only one in Xiwulin, right?"

No matter from which angle you look at it, his good friend is full of bad water in his stomach.

but……

He was quite interested, and his intuition told him that perhaps, he could really find the answer this time.

"Of course, the affairs of Xiwulin will be coordinated by Cheng Lin, and I'm just a deputy."

Yu Lijing didn't hide it either. When they were fellow practitioners in the past, they had a good relationship in private.

Wen Bodhi sighed: "Your picture is not small."

"That's why I need to ask my friends for help." Yu Lijing said with a smile.

"Law?"

"Law."

The methods of the three teachings are different because of the different concepts of each party.

However, since we are going to face all the people, we must learn from others and be inclusive.

Asking Bodhisattva to go to the Brahma World, he is not only the Dharma sect of the Three Religions, but also a high-ranking member of the Three Religions, and at the same time has a close relationship with them, so it is naturally the best choice, um, one of them.

After all, West Martial Forest is considered the private land of Buddhism, and when they are not going to do something like cutting down mountains and destroying temples, they naturally need to share a share of the pie with others.

In this way, if there are gossips and rumors and want to do provocative things, even if the Buddhist side is hidden in the world, they will not turn a blind eye.

Regarding this point, Yu Li Jing did not conceal it, and the choice was in Wen Bodhi's hands.

"Interesting, I allow you."

The words fell, but a magic weapon appeared, the sword body was wine red, with wood grain extending in the center, and Bodhi gold leaves were dotted on the gauntlet, it was the sacred weapon transformed from the branch of the holy Bodhi——

Cause and effect have no root Bodhi cut.

The Dharma artifact is manifested, and the Buddha's light is shining, which represents the determination to ask Bodhi.

Since he was reborn, he is no longer limited to the school of the family, and no longer sticks to the views of family status, especially the fellow practitioners of the three religions last time, which made him gain a lot.

"Then I am here to say thank you to my friends on behalf of everyone."

Jing Ruchan paid attention to everything silently, and he didn't know very well, and asked Bodhi if he could let go completely, but anyway, judging from his current performance.

Going out this time may be due to the fate, and the fate will naturally give birth to the corresponding "fruit".

After discussing the business, the two drank tea while reminiscing about the past, and exchanged what happened after the fellow practitioners finished.

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Time, like falling flowers and flowing water, has been a hundred years in the blink of an eye.

I don't realize that the nights in early autumn are getting longer, and the breeze is heavy and desolate; in the scorching summer, the Mao Zhai is quiet, and Cong Sha is shining on the steps.

Under the thatched hut, I saw two people sitting opposite each other on the floor a few feet apart. One had a long beard, white eyebrows and hair, and held a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand; holding a book.

And between the two, there is a sand table, in which mountains, rivers and rivers are all available, and the distribution of power is also extremely orderly, as if the entire situation of the difficult situation is contained in it.

Pointing to the changes on the sand table, the old man sighed: "At the current speed, if the Tiance Dynasty wants to unify the northern border, it will take hundreds of years at least."

"According to this, on the contrary, it is the capital of the Western Wulin, which may be unified faster." The middle-aged man pointed to the changes on the other side of the sand table while speaking.

The old man stroked his long beard, and immediately retorted: "Even with the help of Cheng Lin, plus the support of Xiaotie and a sum of spring and autumn, unless you attack first and cure later, don't even think about it."

"Old Mu, what you said is wrong. You know, the resistance of the Western Martial Forest is much smaller than that of the Northern Territory." Hearing this, the middle-aged man replied with a smile.

"Even so, there are my girl and Yide Xitian behind the Tiance Dynasty, and Chongyang has added manpower, how could it be slower than the sky!
Lao Jing, when did you learn to open your eyes and tell nonsense? "

The old man blew his beard and stared, and even sat up quite straight, looking proud.

"But Cheng Lin is the heir chosen by Chongyang, and he tied the son of Karma of Miedu Fanyu to the chariot, and with the help of the kid from Su Henian's family, everything is still undecided."

The middle-aged man sitting opposite did not give in at all, and his words were tit for tat.

　The book of the group of friends, after being milked to death once, she didn't believe in evil, do you know?So, please invite Yangzi to be the first sacrifice after a million words!
　　
　
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