Fanning stared at Zhou Yang, breathed heavily, and said slowly: "From now on, without me by my side, you must not touch any of the medicines in the medicine garden, do you understand?"
"Yes, Master, I understand." Zhou Yang looked at him carefully, and obediently agreed: "I know I was wrong."
"Star ginseng" When Fanning saw the dried up star ginseng with broken roots, his heart ached.
What a prodigal!
"Go to practice!" Fanning endured and endured, no longer nagging about how important this star ginseng is and how difficult it is to grow, and waved his fat hand: "Practice hard, and you will be punished if you are lazy. Follow the rules!"
"Yes." Zhou Yang ran away.
Fanning fell to his knees, holding the star ginseng with trembling hands.
Fakong's voice rang in his ears: "Plant it in again, it should be able to be saved."
"Brother!" Fanning turned his head to look.
Fakong, who was standing in the small pavilion, nodded lightly.
Fanning hurriedly dug the original hole carefully, planted the star ginseng in it again, and watered it.
Then watch it change a little bit.
He was too familiar with the star ginseng, and he knew it came back to life at a glance, and knew that it was the magic of the rejuvenation spell.
Fanning let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the field ridge beside him.
He wiped the cold sweat from his brow, calming down his beating heart slowly.
After a while, his heartbeat was not so fast, he got up and patted the dirt on his buttocks, and floated to the small pavilion on the lake.
"Senior brother." Fanning showed aggrieved expression on his face.
Fakong said with a smile: "It's your disciple, you discipline yourself. Do I, as an uncle, have to talk too much?"
"Alas" Fanning shook his head.
He felt that he couldn't control it, he was too naughty, and there were still ways to avoid punishment for being naughty, and he was full of thoughts at a young age.
Fakong said: "Teaching helps each other, sometimes you have to learn from your apprentices, fighting wits and courage."
"Brother, I"
"You can teach him well." Fakong interrupted him, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Idle is idle, and being able to teach a good student is a great merit."
"If I don't get mad, I'll be Amitabha." Fanning smiled wryly.
"Dinner¡ª!" Lin Feiyang yelled.
Zhou Yang, who was practicing in the distance, suddenly cheered, and rushed to help Lin Feiyang hold the bowl and plate, coaxing Lin Feiyang to smile.
Both Fanning and Fakong shook their heads¡ª¡ª
After eating, Fakong strolled by the lake with a slowly solemn expression.
Since the last time he listened to Abbot Hui'an's teaching, Fakong has been thinking about the indestructible magic of King Kong and the road to the first rank.
He has stepped into the second rank and is facing the hurdle of breaking into the first rank.
The third rank and the second rank are both in the Shenyuan realm, and the difference is not that big. With Gu Xinxian's experience, it is like finding a clue according to the map. As long as there is enough time, it will be a matter of course.
But after passing the second rank, and going to the first rank, there is no experience to rely on.
He can't expect to cast the Great Light Curse on a certain first-rank master.
The existence of Yipin is low-key and mysterious. I am afraid that no one else may know about them even if they are dead.
Abbot Hui'an pointed out that the road to Yipin is to see one's mind and one's nature, which needs to be practiced in the world of mortals. When the dust roots fall off, one can see one's mind and one's nature.
I really don't want to enter the world of mortals, so I want to stay in Medicine Valley, watch the years go by quietly, and have unlimited lifespan.
What's more, there are two first-rank asylums from King Kong Temple.
However, this trip to the Guangming Sacred Church touched him deeply and changed his concept.
If you can't reach the first grade, you will still live an unhappy life, and you will be tied up. This is the case in Daguangming Peak.
If you stay in the medicine valley all the time, even if you have the Buddha statue of the medicine master, you will never be able to step into the first-rank realm, and you will not be able to practice the indestructible magic of the vajra.
Are you willing?
Do you want to always take shelter under the wings of others?
This kind of immortality is really not interesting.
He couldn't help feeling the greed of people.
?The original self, as long as he can live, even if he is wronged and humiliated, he will still have unlimited joy, as long as he is alive.
But now with the increase in cultivation, he is no longer satisfied with living, but wants to live well and enjoy better things.
I don¡¯t get tired of food, I want good wine, beautiful utensils, beautiful scenery, and a good mood. Later, I want to be the best in the world, the best in the world, and feel at ease.
And think of the world??
A disciple like Lianxue has a different status.
Ordinary disciples of Mingyue Nunnery can't invite first-rank masters, but Lianxue can.
"Alas" Lianxue sighed lightly: "Dayong is reallyinexplicable."
"The time is at noon three days later." Fakong shook his head and said, "It's a very powerful method. I'm afraid everyone thinks that Daleiyin Temple is going to be attacked. Who would have thought that it was you Mingyue Temple, and it came so soon. !"
"I'll go back right away." Lianxue stood up solemnly.
She glanced at Zhou Yu who was playing with Zhou Yang in the distance.
Fakong said: "Let her stay here first, so as not to be distracted to take care of her, the other disciples of Mingyue Nunnery can also pass a batch."
"Okay." Lianxue nodded lightly, fluttered away from the small pavilion, and came to Zhou Yu's side across the lake.
She knelt down and said a few words to Zhou Yu in a low voice, Zhou Yu obediently agreed, nodding and tithing.
Lianxue made a tithe salute, and then paid a tithe to Fakong, and then fluttered away in white clothes¡ª¡ª
Fakong walked slowly to Huinan's small courtyard of Prajna Academy, knocked on the door, and Huinan's voice came from inside: "Come in!"
Fakong entered Huinan's courtyard.
Fine was standing by, saluting together.
Fakong smiled and hehe, and then directly cast his eyes to look at Huinan, and finally nodded with satisfaction.
Sure enough, it was the attack on Mingyue Temple, not the King Kong Temple.
"Master, after what happened this time, I am going to go on a study tour and leave the temple temporarily."
Huinan was slowly punching in the small courtyard, not surprised by his words, kept moving, and said casually: "Have you figured it out?"
Fakong nodded slowly.
"Very good." Huinan nodded lightly: "If you stay in the valley all the time, it's hard to become a master. None of the ancestors of the past dynasties made it through hard work in Kushou Temple."
"yes."
"where are you going?"
"What does Master think?"
"It's better to go to Shenjing." Huinan said: "There is a master in our other courtyard."
Fakong smiled.
Seeing his smile, Huinan snorted, "Did you hit your mind?"
"The master still knows me." Fakong said.
Huinan was still punching her fists, and said angrily: "If you are timid and afraid of death, how can you be diligent in Buddhism if you don't have any courage?"
"Yes." Fakong did not refute.
In theory, this is indeed true, but my own Dharma is indeed not deep, but I can't stand the power of the Buddha's mantra.
People in the world are superficial and practical. No matter how profound the Dharma is, no matter how extravagantly it is explained, it is not as good as the Buddha's mantra. </div>