The young monk said, "Go wherever you meet the road. Home is home everywhere."
Willow thirteen couldn’t help but think highly of the young monk, and then converged on the kind of dude who took great pains to set up and said, "Oh? Where did it go? "
Buddhist Buddhists don’t talk nonsense. The young monk didn’t know the dangers of the rivers and lakes. He honestly said, "I was ordered by my Zen master to go to that snowy silver city."
Liu Shisan was surprised. "Little Master is going to Snowstorm Silver City, too?"
The young monk said humbly, "The name of the young monk should be the name of the Buddha who travels in the wild, but not the name of the benefactor."
Willow thirteen nodded his head.
I have been whispering for a long time and always feel that I wish I had heard this name.
Song Lingyun peeped at a distance.
I don’t know what to talk about when you come to see Master Brother and Little Monk. She also brought a few dishes full of color and fragrance.
Willow thirteen suddenly got a surprise.
Younger pine spirit rhyme scared and a tingle.
The young monk also looked at the boy quite puzzled.
Liu Shisan leaned forward and said, "Little Master respects the teacher but is Nanshan Zen Master?"
Method number when willing to little Jackson nodded in surprise.
Liu Shisan laughed heartily. "That’s right."
"Master, what’s right?"
"Sister, do you know who this master is?"
Eat pine spirit rhyme shook his head.
When wishing the little Zen master is also quite at a loss.
Liu realized at 13: 00, "Do you remember that Master had a ten-robe named Li Mingyun?"
Younger Song Lingyun was so surprised that everyone around the inn cast curious eyes, and then she bowed her head bitterly.
Shook his head.
She doesn’t know
Liu shisan’s shame
Ok, I turned around and looked at it. I wish the little Zen master said, "Is the common name of respecting teachers Li Xingyun?"
When the Zen master asked, "Does the donor know my Zen master?"
Liu Shisan laughed. "It’s more than knowing. If you want to talk about the origin, you have to respect your granduncle."
The young monk also laughed and said, "I’d like to hear more."
Liu Thirteen drank a cup of tea and cleared his throat. He said, "My master, the Lord of Snowstorm Silver City, Nanshan Zen Master, was a scholar of Pu Academy ten years ago, and he also married ten companions. My master entered that phase, Zongchuan Word Gate, and Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun entered the outer court. According to the rules of the court, Sichuan Word disciples are of a very high degree. The dean’s adult is different. Ten years ago, the school respected his master’s little granduncle. This time, wouldn’t the little master respect his eleventh granduncle?"
The young monk should bow his head and proclaim the Buddha’s name.
He is a Buddhist boy in front of the Hongye Zen master in Hongye Temple.
Since Zen master Li Xingyun converted to Buddhism and became the host of Hongye Temple, he has been learning Buddhism and understanding with Nanshan Zen master.
Ten years ago, the Zen master returned to the mountain to explain everything, and then he took him all over the world to find another life.
The young monk should wish to follow the Zen master for many miles and remember that his shoes were worn out by more than 100 pairs.
They are looking for people.
They are alms.
They speak Buddhism.
They also cross over what they see.
When they meet the water, they must wade across the bridge.
The young monk should wish to know for some reason that the Zen master had made a grand wish.
Meet each other in the sky.
They walked for ten years.
Their footprints are from the south to the north, from the east to the west
They exhausted the blue sky and the yellow earth, but the Nanshan Zen master could not find the man until recently when the Zen master made a decision.
When the young monk wishes to come to Snowstorm Silver City, he wants to see the Lord who said that he was in the middle of the city.
Finally, I sorted out the ins and outs. Younger Song Lingyun clapped his hands. "So we are all in the same school?"
Younger turned to gloom. "It’s a pity that the hospital is gone."
Liu Shisan comforted and said, "Master returned the knife to the hospital. We also believe that one day a brand-new hospital will stand on the top of the Bodhi Mountain and be admired by all the people!"
Someone laughed.
Laugh mercilessly
The inn is a place where dragons and snakes mingle. People from all walks of life have Liu Thirteen who doesn’t want to pay attention to such trifles, but that sarcastic smile is too harsh.
That smile comes from the building.
On the second floor of the inn, there is a man about thirty years old, wearing a long gown and a crown, who looks elegant.
The man looked at the handrail of his glass.
"ridiculous! Everyone can count on the revival of the hospital except Luochangfeng, the snowy silver city! Hospital knife? Ten years since the collapse of the hospital, which one of the twelve stars has been cut by that knife? "
The middle-aged student’s harsh voice is also very loud
In the past ten years, the whole world in East Chu has admired the style of the Lord of Snow and Silver City, and if there is any, don’t give a thumbs up.
It happened that the middle-aged student despised Luo Changfeng, the famous Lord of Luotian.