(This is an additional update for the 700 monthly ticket. I'm sending this chapter to the afternoon chapter. Because chapter v cannot be deleted, the number of words for changing chapters is more than the original chapter, so I repeated the chapter content to make up the number of words. I'm sorry to post a free chapter to compensate everyone tomorrow.)

For monks, spiritual wisdom and qualifications are equally important.

Most people believe that spiritual wisdom comes from innateness. Smartness means intelligence, and ignorance means ignorance. There is a natural barrier between the two.

But this is not the case. The Buddha left behind the Dharmazang, the Taoist master had moral mottos, and the saints of various schools of thought also had classics passed down from generation to generation. Even ignorant creatures, if they truly understand the meaning of these scriptures, they would have wisdom.

Qualifications can be destroyed, but spiritual wisdom is difficult to lose.

There are very few people who can enlighten themselves through these scriptures, but if there are simple and profound explanations of characters like Huike, it will be very different.

If this kind of Taoist who practices Taoism and enlightens the mind is powerful to a certain level, he can even nod his head, but it may not be of any benefit to himself. For some people, it is a great evil and a destroyer of order.

Venerable Baoyue may not mean to make things difficult for Huike, but this debate has become a life-saving straw for those monks from the old Buddhists in this area.

After Shen Lian understood this, he felt a new feeling about Huike, which was something he could not feel when he met Huike in the Hanhai.

No one can understand a person better than knowing his deeds.

Communication between words can only reveal a person's temperament, or the temperament he is willing to express, and what a person does, invisibly reveals his nature.

Shen Lian suddenly asked, "Fellow Daoist Qingyi, do you know where Master Huike is now?"

Song Qingyi pondered: "I don't know this, so it's not troublesome to know it."

He waved his sleeves and a stick of incense appeared on his hand. He said to Shen Lian: "Brother Shen, please help me."

Song Qingyi knew that Shen Lian Taixu’s eight qi had heaven, earth, mountains, mountains, mountains, water, fire, wind and thunder, and mere flames, which were born with your heart, which was very convenient.

Shen Lianzi would not refuse, but he just didn't know what Song Qingyi was going to do.

He stretched out his fingers, and flames flew out from his fingertips and fell on the incense head, which lit them in an instant. The incense was a bit extraordinary. At this time, the snow was swaying, and of course it could not touch the three of them. However, Song Qingyi inserted the ignition of the incense into the snow, and the cigarette rose up, and the wind and snow could not be covered.

Song Qingyi bowed respectfully and muttered, saying, "Master, if you are fine now, please help me calculate where Huike is walking in Mingwang Temple?"

Shen Lian's mouth twitched, but he didn't expect that Song Qingyi's method was like this.

After a while, the fragrance was lit and turned into a floor of incense ash, and a line of words appeared, "Go to the Drunk Immortal House to Search for it."

Song Qingyi clapped her hands and said, "It seems that my master is fine, but where is Zuixianju?"

Qixiu said aloud: "I know."

Song Qingyi said in surprise: "So Qixiu, you have been to Zuixianju. You are a monk, how can you drink alcohol?"

Qixiu's face turned red and she whispered: "When I passed by earlier, I passed there, Senior Brother Song, you just didn't see it."

Song Qingyi said: "Since you know, it's convenient. Qixiu, please lead the way."

Shen Lian sighed in his heart that this was someone else's teacher. At the same time, he was shocked by Lu Jiuyuan's magical powers that he could reach this point and sense what Song Qingyi wanted.

Legend has it that the Lord of the Taoist Buddha, as long as others think of him in their hearts, it will be like a response. Although Lu Jiuyuan still needs to rely on incense and candles as a medium to sense what Song Qingyi wants, he has already had this trend and is truly worthy of being the number one person in the world.

I don’t know when he will be able to achieve such shocking magical powers.

Although Chen Lian couldn't reach this time, he yearned for it, but Song Qingyi was already used to the power of his master and didn't feel much.

Zuixianju welcomed three guests, two young Taoist priests, and a pure and charming nun.

However, there are many people in Zuixianju today, and it is very lively. No one notices what the three people are. There are peddlers and pawns here, and there are also high-ranking officials and nobles. Everyone is in their own position.

Chen Lian saw Huike as simple as before, but the torn straw shoes on his feet were not completely worn out.

The sound of Zen floats in every corner of the hall, and Huikezheng argues with a group of monks.

He was calm, but the monks on the opposite side were dejected, some of them even showed a convincing expression.

I just heard that this debate will last until dusk, so there is still some time left.

Chen Lian and the others naturally didn't want to stand, but now there are no extra empty tables.

The shopkeeper was also in a dilemma. After all, the golden leaves on Chen Lian's hand were much more attractive than any other Buddhist teachings, but he couldn't make an empty table.

It is even more impossible to act like rushing guests. He is not stupid. Zuixianju's reputation is much more valuable than this golden leaf.

At this time, the waiter came over and said a few words to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Customer, I asked the waiter to find a guest who sat alone at the table to reconcile. I am willing to sit with you three. This is a waste of time." After that, he reached out to get the golden leaf.

Chen Lian took back the golden leaf.

The shopkeeper said, "What do you mean by custody?"

Chen Lian smiled and said, "This is because someone invites us to have a table with him, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

The shopkeeper was surprised and didn't understand how Chen Lian knew. He didn't know what the waiter had to discuss with him. As long as Chen Lian wanted to hear it, he could hear it clearly.

Besides, Chen Lian is not a very upright person.

He looked up and looked at the table beside the railing on the second floor. There was only one person sitting on the table. This person looked in his early twenties and was wearing gilded clothes. There was no material, but it gave people a very luxurious feeling.

The man was looking at Chen Lian and smiling, signaling him to come up.

The three of them would not dare to go. Song Qingyi was the first to arrive and sat up carefully. Following Chen Lian, he went opposite the man, and Qixiu sat in a corner.

Song Qingyi first said, "Thank you, my friend, don't know your surname?"

The young man with gilded and luxurious clothes slowly said, "You can call me Mr. Hai."

Song Qingyi said big: "My name is Song Qingyi. This is Chen Lian. The master next to me is called "Qixiu".

Young Master Hai nodded slightly and finally his eyes fell on Shen Lian. A jade hairpin was inserted on his head, and a strand of long hair was hanging down on his temples, which was quite like a beautiful tree in the wind.

None of the ordinary royal family members is as majestic as him.

Chen Lian was moved when he heard the three words "Hai Gongzi", but he recalled something many years ago. He killed a female snake demon, and the other party's master was also called "Hai Gongzi".

However, it is difficult to describe all people with the same name and surname in the world, and Chen Lian doesn’t know if this is the Prince of Hai.

Besides, the other party has neither demonic energy nor magic power.

Mr. Hai looked at it for a moment and focused on the stands. At this time, Huike impressed another monk and ordered him to step down and leave.

For monks, spiritual wisdom and qualifications are equally important.

Most people believe that spiritual wisdom comes from innateness. Smartness means intelligence, and ignorance means ignorance. There is a natural barrier between the two.

But this is not the case. The Buddha left behind the Dharmazang, the Taoist master had moral mottos, and the saints of various schools of thought also had classics passed down from generation to generation. Even ignorant creatures, if they truly understand the meaning of these scriptures, they would have wisdom.

Qualifications can be destroyed, but spiritual wisdom is difficult to lose.

There are very few people who can enlighten themselves through these scriptures, but if there are simple and profound explanations of characters like Huike, it will be very different.

If this kind of Taoist who practices Taoism and enlightens the mind is powerful to a certain level, he can even nod his head, but it may not be of any benefit to himself. For some people, it is a great evil and a destroyer of order.

Venerable Baoyue may not mean to make things difficult for Huike, but this debate has become a life-saving straw for those monks from the old Buddhists in this area.

After Chen Lian understood these things, he felt a new feeling about Huike, which was something he could not feel when he met Huike in the vast sea.

No one can understand a person better than knowing his deeds.

Communication between words can only reveal a person's temperament, or the temperament he is willing to express, and what a person does, invisibly reveals his nature.

Chen Lian suddenly asked, "Fellow Taoist Qingyi, do you know where Master Huike is now?"

Song Qingyi pondered: "I don't know this, so it's not troublesome to know it."

He waved his sleeves and a little incense appeared on his hand. He said to Chen Lian: "Brother Chen, please help me."

Song Qingyi knew that the eight qi of Taixu were sunken and refined, including heaven, earth, mountains, mountains, mountains, water, fire, wind and thunder, and mere flames, which were born with your heart, which was very convenient.

Chen Lianzi would not refuse, but he just didn't know what Song Qingyi was going to do.

He stretched out his fingers, and flames flew out from his fingertips and fell on the incense head, which lit them in an instant. The incense was a bit extraordinary. At this time, the snow was swaying, and of course it could not touch the three of them. However, Song Qingyi inserted the ignition of the incense into the snow, and the cigarette rose up, and the wind and snow could not be covered.

Song Qingyi bowed respectfully and muttered, saying, "Master, if you are fine now, please help me calculate where Huike is walking in Mingwang Temple?"

Chen Lian's mouth twitched, but he didn't expect that Song Qingyi's method was like this.

After a while, the fragrance was lit and turned into a floor of incense ash, and a line of words appeared, "Go to the Drunk Immortal House to Search for it."

Song Qingyi clapped her hands and said, "It seems that my master is fine, but where is Zuixianju?"

Qixiu said aloud: "I know."

Song Qingyi said in surprise: "So Qixiu, you have been to Zuixianju. You are a monk, how can you drink alcohol?"

Qixiu's face turned red and she whispered: "When I passed by earlier, I passed there, Senior Brother Song, you just didn't see it."

Song Qingyi said: "Since you know, it's convenient. Qixiu, please lead the way."

Chen Lian sighed in his heart that this was someone else's teacher. At the same time, he was shocked by Lu Jiuyuan's magical powers that he could reach this point and sense what Song Qingyi wanted.

Legend has it that the Lord of the Taoist Buddha, as long as others think of him in their hearts, it will be like a response. Although Lu Jiuyuan still needs to rely on incense and candles as a medium to sense what Song Qingyi wants, he has already had this trend and is truly worthy of being the number one person in the world.

I don’t know when he will be able to achieve such shocking magical powers.

Although Chen Lian couldn't reach this time, he yearned for it, but Song Qingyi was already used to the power of his master and didn't feel much.

Zuixianju welcomed three guests, two young Taoist priests, and a pure and charming nun.

However, there are many people in Zuixianju today, and it is very lively. No one notices what the three people are. There are peddlers and pawns here, and there are also high-ranking officials and nobles. Everyone is in their own position.

Chen Lian saw Huike as simple as before, but the torn straw shoes on his feet were not completely worn out.
To be continued...