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Chapter 20: It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for Buddha

"Disciple, your way of cultivating immortals is a destiny! The relationship between you and I are over, and this time you have fulfilled your vows and saved the sufferings, but you are also involved in the fate of being a teacher.

OK!

If you practice against the will of heaven, you can do the good deeds of Buddha. Since you want to save your fate for your teacher, then I will help you again. The master in the fairy world is waiting for you to be in the Buddha class.

Amitabha!” Kong Ming sighed.

"I was taken by my master from the bank of the river, and I took my disciple as my disciple and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals! In my disciple's heart, the master is the closest person to the fisherman in this life and the person he trusts the most.

No matter what the disciple is, I will cultivate my Buddha and I am me.

Since I am a Buddha myself, I am cultivating the original intention of my disciple rather than the Buddha of the Buddhist school.” Jiang Xiaoyu responded.

"Amitabha..." Kong Ming made a noise in the Buddha's name.

From Kongming's Buddha's name, Jiang Xiaoyu knew that his master would never want to talk to him again! He didn't want to debate, and even accepted Jiang Xiaoyu's immortal path of cultivating himself as a Buddha.

Feng Xier has been in front of the Buddha Immortal Temple! A zither table had already appeared in front of her, playing the zither table. At this moment, she slightly opened her eyes from the cultivation, and the slender jade fingertips plucked the strings and sounded a pleasant sound.

The sound of the piano echoed in the night, making it even quieter.

One Zen and one piano, one meditates and looks handsome monk, and a stunning woman plucking the strings of the piano.

Both are rare beauties in this world.

The sound of the piano, which is finger-to-choose, echoes rhythmically in the streets. The sound of the piano washes the sorrows of ordinary people at night and makes people fall in love with a sweet dream.

The dream is ethereal, making people feel empty, and the sound of the piano is even more ethereal.

In the wine shop outside the Buddha Immortal Temple, the last drinker was a middle-aged man! After drinking the last sip of wine in the wine pot, the wine pot was placed on the table, lifted his heavy steps, and walked out deep and shallowly.

"Hehe..." The middle-aged drinker smiled, and the laughter was helpless and vicissitudes.

The middle-aged drinker was wearing a coarse linen dress, with his chest open and listening to the sound of the piano, he looked at Jiang Xiaoyu sitting cross-legged! He said with a drunken voice: "Your piano calms your mind, but it can't calm the sorrows of this world. The little girl is no longer as good as the mortals who can play a song of sorrow and quiet to cleanse the dust.

Unfortunately, you can see that you like Yuer, the most beloved little monk in Foyin Mountain."

Feng Xier glanced at the middle-aged drinker, sighed and continued to play the piano! She knew that this was Yu'er's acquaintance, so she could call him Yu'er so intimately.

Since he is a common man, his words make sense! Feng Xier frowned but had extraordinary knowledge and ignored him when playing the piano.

The middle-aged drinker looked at the stunning beauty playing the piano, and there was no blasphemy in his eyes! This is also one of the reasons why Feng Xier never gets tired of it.

The middle-aged drinker smiled again. He shook his body and walked to Yuer with heavy steps! Shaking his head.

‘Plop’

The middle-aged drinker squatted on the cushion and sat opposite Jiang Xiaoyu! Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the middle-aged drinker and said with a noise from the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Uncle Seven is drunk."

"It's okay! Yuer becomes a monk and can be called a donor for me, a mortal, for life, and is worthy of your identity as a Buddhist disciple. It's rare that Yuer still remembers me as a person who chops wood.

When you were a baby, you saw your master wanting to cook for you. I happened to make a bundle of dried vegetables and went to the market, so I sent your master to make a Buddhist relationship.

However, when I was a boy in the first two years, I had a full beard now! I was the troubled person.

I have seen you grow up for the past eighteen years, but I have no desires.

But today's common things, I want to ask the Buddha to relieve my worries, but I have resolved the Buddha's fate." In the words, the middle-aged drinker cried with helpless voices.

Jiang Xiaoyu knew that the seventh uncle in the market who was not asking for help now has encountered difficulties in life! He couldn't help but speak out sympathetically: "Amitabha! Uncle Qi said it."

"Okay! Yu'er, do you know why I have often come to the wine shop in recent years to drink this kind of spirit that penetrates the intestines?" said the middle-aged winemaker.

Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head.

"Yes! Only when heaven and earth know me, my heart know me, and only this wine and heart burning can make me feel better. Since I was a child, I was poor and helpless, and I am a poor person in the mortal world.

Although I, Foyin Mountain, is a paradise, and I will not be affected by war.

But as young as I was still yearning for the outside world.

The heroes outside are in power and the whole country is conquering! Only those who come out of this paradise know that I live in heaven compared to other mortals.

True style is the living god in the world.

But I don’t read the Five Classics and know literacy clearly! I don’t have martial arts and are just dust in this world.

Ten years ago, I joined the army and joined the army to obtain military achievements and married a beautiful girl.

But why was my beautiful wife taken away? She was chased by a nobleman but was powerless. In the end, I was in a desperate situation and returned in a panic.

Uneven! How can you sit in the peach garden and live your whole life?

What ability does my son have to search for his wife who was taken away? I asked the Buddha if he could find something?" The middle-aged drinker stared at Jiang Xiaoyu with expectant eyes.

"Have you ever asked my master?" Jiang Xiaoyu asked.

The middle-aged drinker shook his head and responded, "I've asked for it! But the Buddha's fate has not come, and I can't escape the catastrophe. Your master said that you should find a skill, but you must first eliminate the hatred in your heart! Be that person with a lofty vision and a generous magnanimity.

Otherwise it is unavailable.”

"Amitabha! Uncle Seven still has hatred now?" Jiang Xiaoyu asked.

"Hahaha... so what about hatred? Three years of despair is just a prey of the weak. I am useless, so who should I hate?

It was just because I didn't understand why I became that crushed dust." The middle-aged drinker smiled helplessly.

"The vision is high! Whoever takes away your things will be taken back from whom. The person who takes you is because you are not as good as him, and he is higher than you.

So you have to stand taller than him so that he can bow his head! If you say kill, kill him and let him be born.

It's just a skill, why not fight?

But Yu'er asked Uncle Qi what courage he had? Can he have the ambitions of Dashan Wei?" Jiang Xiaoyu said with a cold look.

These words shocked the middle-aged drinker's body, and the wine sobered up a little! It even made Feng Xier, who was playing the piano, plucking the strings in her hand.

"Amitabha..." The statue of Kongming Buddha and Immortal in the temple shouted the Buddha's name.

"What do you mean?" the middle-aged drinker asked with a breath and trembling body. He felt the murderous aura from Jiang Xiaoyu's body, but this murderous aura made him feel excited.

"Amitabha! The Buddha practiced by the little monk is the same and different from the Buddha practiced by my master. The things in the mortal world are gone, and people can overcome difficulties and resolve difficulties.

Uncle Qi wanted to ask for Buddha, that was to resolve the fate of Buddha.

You can't panic, and Yu'er can understand it.

There is a saying that Yuer tells you: 'Thirty years from Hedong to Hexi!' As long as you have a firm heart, there is nothing you can't do.

If you don’t have the ability, learn, fight for it if you don’t have the status! If you stand up, wherever you fall.

It is better to seek yourself than to ask others!
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