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Chapter 3408 Moisture Chaoyuan

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    Looking at Xiao Hua's puzzled gaze, Ci Hui smiled and said: "Little monk, sometimes things in the world cannot be thought too clearly, if you think too clearly, nothing can be done!  Knowing that I am a Buddhist disciple, I have no interest in the so-called fairy artifact, and Xin Xianyou invited the poor monk to help her break the formation, and the poor monk really doesn't want to ask more about other things!"

    "The problem is" Xiao Hua was a little annoyed, "Why is the master holding the little monk? The little monk still wants to practice penance in the temple!"

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

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

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

    "At least you should respectfully call other people with high seniority a senior, at least be open-minded to ask others what you don't understand, at least you can get used to meditating and chanting under the ancient Buddha under the blue lamp"

    Without waiting for Cihui to finish, Xiao Hua waved his hand and said: "Senior, isn't it just a sentence of senior? What's there to be embarrassed about? Before the little monk entered the Buddhist gate, he often called others senior."

    "Since you are a monk, you should be less impetuous, more calm, less suspicious, and more trusting!" Cihui smiled happily, "Since you are my Buddhist disciple, the poor monk will not ignore you, whether you are  Whether it¡¯s Tantrism, Huayan Sect, or any other sect, the poor monk has the responsibility to guide you properly!¡±

    "Oh, that's all!" Xiao Hua was speechless, these words sounded like he was reprimanding Xiao Jian, but now that the present newspaper said it from Ci Hui, it seemed that he was also that stubborn.  But thinking about how the stones of other mountains can attack jade, his Buddhist sect has a lot of supernatural powers, but he has no attainments in Buddhism, so Xiao Hua had no choice but to bow his head.

    Seeing Xiao Hua subdued, Cihui smiled and said: "Don't say anything else, the poor monk just said it from seeing the vision of Buddha's destiny"

    Immediately Cihui seemed to be explaining, starting with Xinxin and seeing the wind and clouds shaking in the Daxue Mountain, telling the content, allusions, and experience of the Buddhist scriptures, and there is actually a hint of cause and effect in it

    Xiao Hua didn't care at first, but as he listened, Xiao Hua's ears were pricked up, and at the end, Xiao Hua also interrupted from time to time, and the two actually debated!

    Hidden Immortal Continent is different from Xiaoyu Continent. No matter it is Confucianism Cultivator, Buddhist Sect, or Monster, the cultivation methods are different. Of course, there are some ways to distinguish each other's cultivation level, but most of the time this method is  It can't be taken seriously, even coercion, primordial thoughts, divine thoughts, and Buddha consciousness cannot be used as a standard to measure a person's or monster's cultivation. The only way to test the cultivation is to compete.  Therefore, Xiao Hua did not have an estimate of Ci Hui and Xin Xin's strength, and the two also did not have an estimate of Xiao Hua's strength.  Especially Cihui, he couldn't perceive the depth of Buddhism's cultivation base from Xiao Hua at all, but unfortunately, although Xiao Hua claimed to be a little monk, his demeanor was so calm, and it was obvious that his strength would not be inferior to himself and Xin  Xin.  In fact, just because she couldn't perceive Xiao Hua's Buddha Sect cultivation base, Ci Hui already knew that if Xiao Hua didn't have a trace of Buddha Sect cultivation base, then he had strength beyond her own. Although Xiao Hua kept saying that he had just entered Buddhism,  It's two different things to worship Buddhism and whether you have a Buddhist cultivation base, Xiao Hua obviously belongs to the latter.

    As for Xiao Hua, a Buddhist disciple who understands the cultivation of Buddhism but also does not understand Buddhism, why doesn't Cihui have the idea of ??feeding a tiger with his body?  Do you want to add another Buddha child with profound Buddhist teachings and excellent Buddhist skills to the Pure Land world with your hard work?

    Not to mention that Cihui explained the Dharma for Xiao Hua, nor to say that Xin Xin urged the strange bird to fly in front of the head, and the mountains under the three of them were stacked one after the other.  .

    This is a foothills full of flowers. Four mountain peaks like weights emerge from the sea of ??flowers. On the peaks are the same green pines and cypresses, green shades, and the sound of apes and birds singing from the peaks from time to time  Moreover, bursts of mist swayed in the wind like a veil, gradually covering the entire mountain peak.

    However, in just a moment, streaks of sunlight cast down from the thick clouds, like huge lightsabers piercing through the mist, and the rocks of the mountain peaks were revealed amidst the tumbling mist.

    The sun shines through the mist and shines on the mountain stream again. The mountain stream looks very deep, but streams of springs spurt out from all over the mountain stream, making gurgling whimpers, like the weeping of a woman who is alone in her boudoir.  It's like showing off the flute on the lips of a Confucian scholar.  The sunlight finally fell on the spring water in the mountain stream, and the rocks in the spring water were so jagged that it shattered the golden light, and sprinkled a little bit of broken crystals on the water surface, which made people enchanted.  The spring water murmurs?, fell into the mountain stream and gathered into a pool, the pool water is long and the duckweed is faint, and occasionally one or two small fish with silver-white bellies happily swim out from the depths of the pool water, drawing two light marks on the pool water, and then  Suddenly disappeared.

    The pool is in the depths of the mountain stream, and the sunlight cannot reach it. Without the clouds covering the sun, wisps of water vapor mixed with white mist will seep out from the four walls of the mountain stream at some point, covering the pool as well.  .  Seeing the mist that was as ethereal as a fairy cloud, on the height of the pool, on a protruding stone wall, an ancient and rare old man in a blue Taoist robe suddenly appeared.

    The old man's beard and hair are all white, his face is thin, his eyes are slightly closed, and the two palms outside the Taoist robe are abnormally white. Although he is very thin, the texture of his skin is clearly visible like the veins of jade.

    "Gee" As soon as the old man in the Taoist robe appeared, he opened his mouth slightly and made a noise like a toad, and then the white mist and water vapor above the entire pool rushed into his mouth like a horse.  A wisp of water vapor in the mountain stream disappeared, revealing the former green pool again.

    "Pfft" The Taoist robed old man stopped and patted his forehead with his hand. A dragon-shaped brilliance rushed out from the top of his head. After the brilliance, a mist mixed with water droplets roared into the sky, like a  Stand up cross-legged on the mountain stream like a real dragon!

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

    "Alas the water is in the air, the water is in the air!!" The old man in the Taoist robe watched the water droplets that had turned into mist fall, heaved a long sigh, and said to himself, "The old man has already cultivated the water, but why is it still the water?  Can¡¯t understand the meaning of this Water Qi Chaoyuan? Could it be that the Confucianism cultivator¡¯s Water Qi Chaoyuan has another essence? Is there a mystery that the old man doesn¡¯t know?  There must be something wrong with Jiang's exercises, right? Their exercises are very similar!"

    "But since the exercises are correct, there is nothing wrong with the old man's cultivation? Why doesn't this water Qi Chaoyuan have any special power?" The old man clapped his hands again, and a two-foot-sized Nascent Soul came out of the old man's sky.  The head of the spirit popped up, the Nascent Soul was wearing a treasure armor, holding a ruler the size of several inches in his hand, and a cold blue light was emitted from the ruler.

    As soon as the Nascent Soul of the old man appeared, he immediately threw the ruler in his hand, rubbed his two small hands slightly, and water-blue brilliance emerged from the hands of the Nascent Soul, and with the wave of the Nascent Soul, these water-blue brilliance  The brilliance fell into the deep pool, "Om" bursts of roaring sounds came from the pool, but seeing the water in the entire pool swell, it seemed that the entire pool was boiling.

    The Nascent Soul opened its eyes, green brilliance flashed in the star-like pupils, and then the Nascent Soul raised its hand, and the water in the entire pool rushed out like a giant python, which was a hundred times more arrogant than the water vapor and mist just now.  High in the sky, "Boom", there was a loud noise, the rock where the pond water touched the rock wall, the whole rock was turned into powder in the red plum, and half of the rock wall shook slightly amidst the roar.

    Immediately, Yuanying was like a child playing, controlling the huge anaconda to dance around the mountain stream and the mountain peak. Where the anaconda passed, whether it was a tough mountain rock or a thick tree, could it be a bird that occasionally flew over the mountain stream?  The son also turned into blood foam under the crushing of the anaconda.

    "Alas" Seeing the power of the anaconda, the old man's Nascent Soul not only did not rejoice, but sighed, and said to himself in a sharp voice, "The simple formula of my Taoism surpasses that of the Water Qi Chaoyuan!"  Power, why would my Daoist sect be destroyed by Confucianism cultivators? That bullshit water-qi Chaoyuan is regarded as a classic by thousands of Confucianism cultivators, but in the eyes of this old man it is so naive and ridiculous!!"

    The old man's Nascent Soul seemed to be very depressed, he retracted his hand, and the water blue brilliance suddenly disappeared, and the Nascent Soul sitting cross-legged on the old man's hair bun also shrank into the old man's body.  "Woo" Like thousands of waterfalls pouring down, the pond water that was raging in mid-air just now suddenly fell from mid-air, not only knocking the trees around the mountain stream crookedly, but also the splashing water droplets in the entire mountain stream.  It was like a torrential rain.

    Just when the old man's Nascent Soul disappeared and the old man opened his eyes, a powerful divine sense came from far away, swept across the sky and the mountain stream, and landed on the old man!

    "Who??" As soon as the old man sensed this divine thought, he immediately flew up from the rocks as if bitten by a poisonous snake. He didn't care about the water vapor still spreading in the mountain stream, and rushed into the air with extreme horror on his face.  Looking at where the divine thoughts came from, he shouted.

    "Quack Who else could it be? Of course it's an old man!" A thunderous voice rolled from the sky (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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