Chapter 2137 Water Qi Returns to Yuan

Looking at Xiao Hua's puzzled gaze, Ci Hui smiled and said: "Little monk, sometimes you can't think too clearly about things in the world. If you think too clearly, you won't be able to do anything! The poor monk can only I know that I am a disciple of Buddhism and have no interest in the so-called immortal weapon. Xin Xianyou only asked me to come here to help her break the formation. I really don’t want to ask more about anything else!"

"The problem is..." Xiao Hua was a little angry, "Master, why are you dragging... the young monk? The young monk still wants to practice hard in the temple!"

Xiao Hua was so anxious that he almost called Xiao out.

Cihui remained calm and said calmly: "Is this the young monk's plan? What does the poor monk think, you are not a Buddhist disciple who can practice meditation?"

"Then tell me, what does a Buddhist disciple who practices meditation look like?" Xiao Hua rolled his eyes and asked angrily.

"At least you should respectfully call others with seniority "senior", at least be modest enough to ask others about things you don't understand, and at least get used to meditating and chanting sutras under the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng..."

Before Ci Hui finished speaking, Xiao Hua waved his hand and said: "Senior, isn't it just a senior? What's there to be embarrassed about? Before the young monk became a Buddhist, he often called others senior."

"Since you are a monk, you should be less impetuous, more calm, less doubtful, and more trusting!" Cihui smiled happily, "Since you are my Buddhist disciple, I will not care about you, no matter what you are. Whether it’s Tantra, Huayan Sect, or any other sect, I have the responsibility to guide you well!”

"Oh, that's it!" Xiao Hua was speechless. These words sounded like he was scolding Xiao Jian, but now it was said from Ci Hui's mouth. It actually seems that he is also so naughty. But considering that the stones from other mountains can attack jade, and his Buddhist sect has quite a lot of magical power, but has no attainments in Buddhism, Xiao Hua has no choice but to bow his head.

Seeing Xiao Hua's submission, Cihui smiled and said, "Not to mention anything else, just because the poor monk saw the vision of Buddha Destiny..."

Then Cihui seemed to be preaching a sermon, starting from when he followed Xin Xin to see the wind and clouds swaying in the Snowy Mountains, and began to talk about the content of the Buddhist scriptures. The allusions are eloquently told, and there is actually a hint of cause and effect hidden in them...

Xiao Hua didn't care at first, but as he listened, Xiao Hua's ears perked up. At the end, Xiao Hua also interrupted from time to time. The two actually started arguing!

The Hidden Immortal Continent is different from the Xiaoyu Continent. Whether they are Confucian cultivators, Buddhists, or demons, their cultivation methods are different. Of course, there are some methods to distinguish the other's cultivation level, but most of the time this method is It cannot be taken seriously. Even coercion, original thoughts, divine thoughts, and Buddha consciousness cannot be used as a standard to measure a person or a demon's cultivation. The only measurable way to test your cultivation is to compete. Therefore, Xiao Hua did not have an estimate of the strength of Ci Hui and Xin Xin.

Similarly, the two of them had no estimate of Xiao Hua's strength. Especially Ci Hui, he couldn't sense the depth of Buddhist cultivation from Xiao Hua at all, but it happened. Although Xiao Hua calls himself a little monk, his demeanor is so calm. It was obvious that his strength would not be inferior to that of himself and Xin Xin. In fact, just from the fact that she could not sense Xiao Hua's Buddhist cultivation, Ci Hui already knew that either Xiao Hua had no trace of Buddhist cultivation, or that he had strength that surpassed her. Although Xiao Hua kept saying that he had just become a Buddhist, but Becoming a Buddhist and having Buddhist cultivation are two different things. Xiao Hua obviously belongs to the latter.

And for Xiao Hua, a Buddhist disciple who understands Buddhist cultivation but doesn't understand the Dharma, doesn't Cihui have the idea of ​​feeding a tiger with his own body? Do you want to add another Buddhist disciple with profound Dharma and outstanding Buddhist skills to the Pure Land world with your sincere words and sincerity?

Not to mention that Ci Hui analyzed Buddhism for Xiao Hua, nor that Xin Xin urged the strange bird to fly in front of the head. The three of them walked down the mountains and peaks, but there was no one in the secluded place in front of the three of them. Now it is bustling. .

This is a foothills full of flowers. Four peaks that look like weights emerge from the sea of ​​flowers. On the peaks are the same green pines and cypresses, patches of green, and the sounds of apes and birds singing from time to time. Between them, bursts of mist were like veils swaying in the wind, gradually covering the entire mountain peak.

However, within a moment, rays of sunlight fell from the thick clouds, like huge lightsabers piercing the mist. The rolling mist revealed the rocks of the mountain peaks.

The sun shines through the fog and shines on the mountain stream. The mountain stream looks very deep, but streams of mountain springs spurt out from all over the mountain stream, making a gurgling sound, like the crying of a woman alone in her boudoir. It's like the show off of a musical flute on the lips of a Confucian scholar. The sunlight finally fell on the spring water of the mountain stream, and the rocks in the spring water were rugged. The golden light was broken into pieces, and little bits of broken crystals were splashed on the surface of the water. It was really intoxicating. The spring water gurgled, fell into the mountain stream, and gathered into a pool. The water in the pool was leisurely and dim, and occasionally one or two small fish with silver-white bellies swam happily out of the depths of the pool, and drew two lines on the water. A slight mark, then suddenly disappeared.

The water pool is deep in the mountain stream, and the sun cannot reach it. Even if the clouds block the sun, wisps of water vapor mixed with white mist will always seep out from the walls of the mountain stream at some point, covering the water pool as well. . Seeing the mist that was as misty as a fairy cloud emerging, an ancient man wearing a blue Taoist robe suddenly appeared on a protruding stone wall high above the pool.

The old man's hair and beard were all white, his face was thin, and his eyes were slightly closed. The two palms outside the Taoist robe were unusually white. Although he was very thin, the texture of his skin was as clear as the veins of jade.

"Gu..." As soon as the Taoist robe old man appeared, he opened his mouth slightly and made a roaring sound like a toad. Then the white mist and water vapor above the entire pool rushed into his mouth like a thread. In a moment, all the water vapor in the entire mountain stream disappeared, and the previous green pool was revealed again.

"Puff..." The Taoist robe old man did not stop, slapped his forehead, and a dragon-like light rushed out from the top of his head. After the light, a mist mixed with water droplets also roared into the sky, like a real dragon sitting cross-legged above the mountain stream!

"Go..." After a while, the old man in Taoist robes opened his eyes and chanted the mantra. The dragon-shaped mist stopped abruptly and instantly turned into thousands of water droplets that fell down, hitting the stone wall and the pool!

"Alas... Water Qi is coming to the Yuan, Water Qi is coming to the Yuan!" The old man in Taoist robes looked at the water drops that were transformed from mist and sighed deeply, saying to himself, "I have already cultivated Water Qi to the Yuan, but why can't I understand the meaning of Water Qi to the Yuan? Could it be that the Confucian practice of Water Qi to the Yuan has another essence? Is there a secret that I don't know? This is impossible! The Liao family's practice may have problems, but the Canglongjiang practice can't have problems, right? Their practices are similar!"

"But since the practice is correct, there is nothing wrong with my practice, right? Why doesn't Water Qi to the Yuan have any special power?" The old man said, and clapped his hands again. A two-foot-long Yuanying emerged from the old man's forehead. The Yuanying was wearing a treasure armor and holding a ruler several inches in size in his hand. The ruler emitted a cold blue light.

As soon as the old man's Yuanying appeared, he immediately threw the ruler in his hand, rubbed his two little hands slightly, and a series of water-blue lights emerged from the hands of the Yuanying. As the Yuanying waved his hands, these water-blue lights fell into the deep pool, "Buzz..." A series of roars came from the pool, and the water in the whole pool was surging, as if the whole pool was boiling.

The Yuanying opened his eyes, and a green light flashed in his star-like eyes. Then the Yuanying raised his hands, and the water in the whole pool rushed out like a giant python, rushing up to the sky a hundred times more arrogant than the water vapor and fog just now. "Boom..." With a loud noise, the pool of water hit the rocks at the stone wall, and the whole rock turned into powder in the red plum, and half of the stone wall was shaking slightly in the roar.

Then, the Yuanying controlled the huge water python to dance around the mountain stream and the peak like a child playing. Wherever the water python passed, whether it was tough rocks or thick trees, they were all turned into powder. Occasionally, the birds flying over the mountain stream were crushed into blood foam by the water python.

"Alas..." Seeing the power of the water python, the old man's Yuanying was not happy, but sighed, and said to himself in a sharp voice, "Such a simple spell of my Taoist sect has the power of Shuiqi Chaoyuan, why would my Taoist sect be destroyed by Confucianism? That shitty Shuiqi Chaoyuan is regarded as a classic by thousands of Confucian families, but in my eyes... it is so childish and ridiculous!!"

The old man's Yuanying seemed very depressed, and he retracted his hand. The water-blue light suddenly disappeared, and the Yuanying sitting cross-legged at the old man's bun also retracted into the old man's body. "Woo..." Like thousands of waterfalls pouring down, the pool of water that was just raging in the air suddenly fell from the air, not only knocking the trees around the mountain stream crooked, but also the splashing water in the entire mountain stream was comparable to a rainstorm.

Just when the old man's Nascent Soul disappeared and the old man opened his eyes, a powerful divine thought came from afar, swept across the sky and the mountain stream, and fell on the old man!

"Who?" As soon as the old man sensed this divine thought, he flew up from the rocks as if bitten by a poisonous snake, without caring about the water vapor still all over the mountain stream, rushed into the air, with extreme horror on his face, looking at the source of the divine thought in disbelief, and shouted.

"Haha... Who else can it be? Of course it's me!" A voice like thunder rolled from the sky... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)