Hai'an was by his side, trying to talk, but he didn't know where to start.

He was no longer the original young monk, but a combination of memories from his previous life. However, he still remembered Qin Di's method of great compassion. With this method as the basis, many places he suddenly realized when he thought about Buddhist scriptures that he would never understand in his life. Therefore, he was both admired and confused by Qin Di: "In theory, the sir is a layman, not from Buddhism, but why did he understand such profound Buddhist principles?"

Hai'an asked, "Master, where do you live? If your disciple wants to find you, I don't know where to find it?"

Qin Di looked up at the sky and said, "The bright moon emerged from the Tianshan Mountains, the vast sea of ​​clouds, and the wind was tens of thousands of miles, blowing across the Wujiang River. I passed by like the wind, leaving only my legend in the rivers and lakes. If you have the intention, look for it slowly, you will naturally find it."

Hai'an was confused when he heard this and did not understand the meaning.

Hai'an said again: "Compared to Jiangxin Island, I prefer the openness of the snowy area, and the snowy mountains here, blue sky and white clouds, and endless green grass. Master, Samu Temple has 58 palaces. I will leave you a palace and wait for you to come and live in your spare time, okay?"

Qin Di shook his head: "No need. I ask you, what does Haiyan do in the temple?"

Hai'an replied: "He is the most powerful guardian elder in the temple."

Qin Di snorted: "I see he walked on the fork in the road, and his cultivation is much weaker than I thought."

He originally thought that Haiyan had spiritual roots and had practiced for so many years, at least the second level of Qi refining. However, when he met this time, he found that the Buddhist techniques Haiyan practiced were too low-level and wasted his spiritual root qualifications, so he showed his old attitude.

This is not to say that the way of practicing Buddhism cannot be understood, but Haiyan has learned a little Buddhist skills from the Baye Leaf Sutra, but he did not find the subsequent skills, so he wasted his time. If there were guidance from a good teacher like Qin Di, he would have been promoted to another level long ago.

This is the Dharma-Ending Age, and whether it is immortal cultivation or Buddhist cultivation, the inheritance has almost been cut off.

Although there are still Buddhist scriptures in the temple, few people can explain them correctly. Because of the lack of great monks, they cannot save the dead, some souls linger on prayer drums and prayer flags after the sky burial, which seriously affected the monk's progress in his practice.

It is precisely because of this that Haiyan has gray hair.

Qin Di only waited for half an hour before Yan Xue turned around from the other side of the mountain.

For some reason, Haiyan did not give her away, nor did he mean to see her son-in-law.

Qin Di couldn't understand the old monk's thoughts, so he was too lazy to guess.

Yan Xue said expressionlessly: "Sir, let's go."

So Qin Di walked without turning his head back, and Hai'an sent them far away before returning.

Qin Di asked: "What did your father tell you?"

Yan Xue pouted and said, "He said he was guilty and had been in seclusion for ten years before he could figure it out: he was already a Buddhist, and he was isolated from the worldly relationship and did not want to see me again. He said that when he saw me, he would think of my mother and told me not to come again in the future and live my own life."

Qin Di snorted coldly: "This old man's mind is in water. God will punish him."

As for how to punish him, he simply won't mention it, because according to his opinion, the old man's life is only more than ten years left!

Yan Xue stopped, looked dim and said, "I also see that his body is not very good, his energy is disordered, his energy is strong and his energy is weak, and he is close to the brink of being possessed by the devil. I know that sir, you have the ability to be completely connected with heaven, and I want to give you a way to let him live a few more years. sir, please pity me and help me."

Qin Di was silent for a moment and said, "For your sake, I will give him a way out. Let's find a place to stay, and I will write a lesson of the mind."

He knew in his heart that if Master Haiyan passed away early, a rift would be left in Yan Xue's heart, which would be detrimental to her future practice, especially when she was experiencing the four or nine heavenly tribulations, unexpected inner demons might appear, so she could not leave any grudges at this time.

The two of them found a hotel in Shigatse to live.

Qin Di spent a day writing a passage of mind.

He said to Yan Xue: "The scriptures I wrote belong to the 'Great Compassion Method', which is different from the one passed down to Hai'an. The Great Compassion Method comes from the inheritance of Guanyin in the South China Sea, and the Great Compassion Method comes from the inheritance of Ksitigarbha King. There are eighteen levels of great compassion Method, and I only wrote the first three levels out. If the old man can complete these three levels, he will have hope of Nirvana and silence, leaving the world, and going to the Pure Land outside the heavens."

Yan Xue took the scriptures, her eyes were wet, and she said softly: "Thank you sir. I know you don't want to write such scriptures, it's all for me."

Qin Di gently patted her shoulder: "Go, I have hundreds of scriptures like this in my mind. But I am only generous to the people I like."

Yan Xue took a step back and turned around and wanted to leave.

Qin Di said again: "Tell him that this scripture can only be practiced by himself and cannot be passed on to anyone. Otherwise, when I meet his descendants in the future, I will take back their kung fu one by one and erase their memories of practicing for many years."

"Yes, I remember, sir." Yan Xue jumped away.

Since then, the old man has died or lived, just looking at his own fortune, and Yan Xue has fulfilled his filial piety.

At the end of October, Qin Di returned to Chongqing.

Qin Han admitted it and asked, "Didn't you say you've been there for half a year? Why did you come back in less than four months? Have you arrived in Europe? Did you go by boat? If you walk, you probably haven't arrived in Afghanistan yet!"

Qin Di smiled and said, "We drove all the way through the jeep!"

In fact, he did have more than a dozen cars in the Naxu Gourd and stored enough gasoline, but even if he drove on the road, he couldn't keep up with them, because there were no expressways these days, many places were forests, and there were no dirt roads, so the cars could not drive at all.

Qin Hancheng asked: "Then tell me, what's going on in Europe? Have you gone to the UK?"

He studied in the UK in his early years, so he only cared about the UK.

However, Qin Di said: "We did not go to England, we only went to Germany, Austria, and even France."

Qin Hancheng said: "There is nothing fun in Germany! What are you doing there? There is a mess of war and no fear of hurting yourself!"

Qin Di smiled and said, "Dad, I'll tell you a secret. You must bury it in your heart after hearing it, don't tell others."

When Qin Hancheng heard this, he immediately raised his ears and whispered: "Tell me, I have a very strict mouth. I won't tell anyone."

Qin Di took out a Tsar Easter egg and smiled and said, "Dad, what do you think this is?"

Qin Hancheng's eyes shone, holding the easter egg in his palm. While looking at it, he kept breathing: "Oh, this is a treasure. It is so exquisitely made, it is a rare treasure at first glance. This is a Russian easter egg? I have only heard of it before, and I have never seen it with my own eyes. It is indeed like the legendary one, it is simply a trick..."

Qin Di said: "Dad, do you know how much is this easter egg worth?"

"I don't know, please tell me."

"It is a war-torn period, and it is not easy to measure stock prices. 50 years later, one such easter egg is worth $100 million!"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Qin Hancheng shook his hand and almost dropped the easter egg to the ground.
Chapter completed!