Fakong looked at Monk Yuande: "Master, can you see the trap?"
Monk Yuande frowned, and pondered: "It seems that there is no trap,do you want to practice it yourself?"
Fakong nodded: "It's not impossible."
Xu Qingluo's bright eyes widened.
She looked at Monk Yuande and then Fakong, thinking that the two were joking, can this be practiced casually? Mental methods of unknown origin are extremely dangerous and must be guarded against.
She often sneers at some people's so-called adventures, and feels that the gambling is too heavy. Who knows whether the person who passed on the idea is a good guy or a bad guy, or whether he laid an ambush.
It is no different from seeking death if you practice self-cultivation on the mentality that you don't understand.
Monk Yuande said solemnly: "Then I will practice it, but there are still some key points that I don't understand, like this sentence, follow the Tao with one's heart, all thoughts will disappear, there is no self, nothing, and heaven and earth. What exactly is it?"
Fakong said: "My mind is the heart of heaven, and the heart of heaven is my heart. The heart of the one who has no distinction and no form is completely the same as the common people."
Monk Yuande said: "Tao, what is it?"
"The way of heaven and earth," Fakong said, "the way of eternity."
"What is the way of heaven and earth, the way of eternity?"
"Impermanence is also change, and this change cannot be described." Fakong shook his head: "There is no form or quality, only the response of the mind."
Monk Yuande frowned and thought.
Xu Qingluo also frowned and thought hard.
Monk Yuande then asked a few more questions. Fakong shared his opinion, and monk Yuande also said his own. The two discussed with each other, and the key points became clearer and clearer.
Xu Qingluo listened intently.
Monk Yuande didn't care, thinking that it was impossible for her to understand and learn, just to join in the fun, and it was inevitable that she liked to join in the fun at a young age.
But Xu Qingluo couldn't help interjecting in the end, but Monk Yuande was amazed. I didn't expect Xu Qingluo to have such profound martial arts insights, which was completely opposite to her age, profound and profound.
I have to praise famous teachers for producing high-quality disciples. Fakong's ability to teach disciples is really amazing, but I am far behind. I will never be able to teach such talented disciples.
Fakong looked at his expression and said with a smile: "She studied her own love of reading, but I didn't teach too much."
The four of them, Xu Qingluo, have been exchanging ideas, not only in martial arts, but also in literary battles. They want to finish reading the books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, not purely practicing kung fu, but also training their minds.
To refine your mind, you need to read enough books, look at everything in the world, and see different people's hearts and thoughts. You can't create something out of nothing.
There is no reference and no comparison, but you can't see yourself clearly.
Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Without Master's guidance, I don't know what books to read."
Monk Yuande said with emotion: "Master, you have successors, and you will have no worries about your legacy."
Fakong glanced at Xu Qingluo with a smile.
Xu Qingluo said helplessly: "It's a pity that I'm only a registered disciple, so I can't pass on the mantle."
Master currently accepts three disciples who can't pass on the mantle, one is senior sister Leng Feiqiong, a wealthy person, it is impossible to enter the Buddhist sect, and she is also a woman, and so is she. The younger brother is a man, but he is not a Buddhist, and he is destined to live forever To soak in the world of mortals.
After all, it is strange to think that the master accepted three disciples, but none of them inherited the mantle.
Monk Yuande said with a smile: "The master is not bound by the world, so it may not be impossible to pass on the mantle to you."
Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong.
Fakong shook his head.
Xu Qingluo sighed helplessly.
Monk Yuande said: "Who will the master's mantle be passed on to?"
Fakong said: "It's too early to say this, I don't need to pass on the mantle yet."
I have a long lifespan, even immortality, so I don't need to inherit the mantle. If I really accepted the mantle, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to live forever?
Monk Yuande nodded.
? Master Fakong can avoid evil and seek good fortune. In addition, he has a profound cultivation base, and he also practices the Vajra Immortal Art of King Kong Temple. It is a permanent method, and he may live for many years.
There is really no need to rush to find a successor.
The three discussed again, but in the end they still failed to find the trap.
"Master, there are indeed traps hidden in this mental method." Fa Kong said: "After you practice it, you will go mad after a year, faster than the emperor."
Monk Yuande frowned: "But I just can't find it."
Fakong shook his head.
Xu Qingluo said: "Master, why don't I come and practice it? ???
Fakong snorted: "Forget it."
"It's just that I've lost my temper. With Master here, I can always be rescued." Xu Qingluo said.
With the Dharma emptiness, she is not worried about going crazy, but wants to know the trap of this mental method. Such a wonderful mental method can still be hidden from the master's Dharma Eye.
When Fakong and Monk Yuande were discussing the mental method together, they watched Haitianya's progress from time to time to see how they decided to replace the head.
Although Song Yuanyuan was calm and calm, not in a hurry or rash, she still couldn't stop the elders from attacking and abolished Zhao Qianjun as the head of the sect, and the nine elders jointly managed the sect.
In the absence of the next leader, the Nine Elders have been cooperating with the Tianhai Sword Sect, discussing everything and making decisions together, which can be said to be the most powerful time for the elders.
Song Yuanyuan was not angry about this result, but remained calm. After returning to Zhao Qianjun's yard, she didn't say much.
Zhao Qianjun was practicing kung fu inside the house, and when he heard the movement, he called her over.
Facing Zhao Qianjun's nervousness, Song Yuanyuan shook her head and smiled: "Brother, you are not the head of the sect now."
Zhao Qianjun's face suddenly turned pale.
Song Yuanyuan said: "However, you can still enjoy the treatment of the head, and you can continue to live here."
"Theythey" Zhao Qianjun's face turned livid again, and he gritted his teeth: "After all, they still made this step, it's treasonous! Lawless, how dare they!"
Over the past dynasties, this is the second time that the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect has been abolished.
The previous time was because the leader was obsessed with sex and got entangled with the witches of the Demon Sect, which caused heavy losses to the Tianhai Sword Sect.
But now, there is nothing wrong with him as the head of the sect, and it is really too much to be abolished.
Song Yuanyuan said softly: "Senior brother, the matter has come to this point, it is useless to talk too much, it is better to heal the injury and restore the cultivation base, and even go further is the right way."
"What did they say?" Zhao Qianjun sneered and said, "Why did you abolish my position as head?"
"Indulging disciples to act recklessly, being unable to control the sect, and being impetuous, the Tianhai Sword Sect is becoming more and more dangerous," Song Yuanyuan sighed: "In short, as long as you want to abolish the sect leader, you can always find an excuse."
Although she felt that these faults were very accurate, Zhao Qianjun was indeed not suitable to be the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect, but of course she would not say so in front of Zhao Qianjun, so as not to add fuel to the flames, she decided to follow him and calm his anger, so as not to do extreme things.
"Damn it!" Zhao Qianjun gritted his teeth: "Do you want Leng Feiqiong to come back?"
"Of course we won't be in such a hurry," Song Yuanyuan said softly, "The elders are required to manage affairs together and gather the wisdom of everyone. For the time being, there is no mention of Leng Feiqiong's return."
"A bunch of old foxes!" Zhao Qianjun gritted his teeth.
If they directly said to let Leng Feiqiong return to power, their decision would definitely meet with strong opposition.