Follow him to the restaurant he runs, looking at the four big words hanging high in the middle of the door, my eyes couldn't help but move to Qi Bei who was leading the way in front of me, glanced at him gently, and then returned to the four words
Love can be replenished, but hatred cannot be filled
Bu Tian, even if he was so lonely, he still thought about his sect
I wonder if he was engraving these four words with profound meanings in such a conspicuous position, reminding himself or alerting others.
Butian Pavilion, since Zhong Shidao disappeared twenty years ago, this name has gradually become silent in the vast ocean of the world, and is flooded by the wave of a new generation.
Twenty years ago, Zhong Shidao and Butian Pavilion, names that will make people tremble when they mention it, but now there are not many people who remember them.
In fact, many people know that as long as a little older person, no one can truly forget these two names. But over the years, it has become a taboo, and few people mention these two names again.
That is the shame of all the people in the martial arts world, whether it is white or underworld
The feeling of being stepped on by someone is not worth remembering
In fact, many people have noticed that with the disappearance of Butian Pavilion, Zen Buddhism has also become much more low-key.
First, Master Shenxiu's retreat, and then Zen Buddhism's seal of mountains. In the past twenty years, almost no Zen Buddhism has traveled to the rivers and lakes.
When Master Zhong swept across the country with the power of thunder, it was Master Shenxiu who stopped his rampant and brought peace to the world. It can be said that he could turn the tide with one person's strength.
However, the most thrilling thing about his retirement was not his opponent Zhong Shidao or Butian Pavilion, but those who he released from under Zhong Shidao's feet.
Humans are actually a very strange animal. They can't play any real role in covering their ears and stealing bells, but at least they can make people look good on the face and feel good in their hearts.
Although many heroes in the world today are like human beings, many years ago, they were all turtle shells.
Zhong Shidao disappeared, Butian Pavilion disappeared, Shenxiu retired, Zen Buddhism closed the mountain, they should be the one who breathed the most relief
I followed Zhong Shidao and was full of passion, but in the end I failed.
The people in the Demon Sect were not so irresistible. However, they were unable to tolerate both black and white, but they had to try their best to survive. In the end, they got only a dark corner.
They wanted to return to the bright sunshine, but the black and white roads did not give them any chance. They would be thieves for a day and for a lifetime
Whenever they stretched out their heads, they were beaten back. However, Zhong Shidao gave them a glimmer of hope, so the various sects of the Demon Sect were so closely concentrated around him, but in the end they were still one step away.
Qi Bei was waiting here. He was so depressed that he could not get out of his feelings, so he waved his hand to write these big words. Even though he was now white, he did not forget his dream at all that he had brought the Demon Sect out of the darkness, and stepped on his feet with black and white. He exuded the anger that the Demon Sect had suffered for hundreds of years, so he had been waiting here, waiting for the master who often brought him miracles to him again.
Hate is hard to fill. It is one of the famous inns in the world. Its spirit of embracing all rivers and tolerating everything is most appreciated by people in the world. After all, the world itself is a mixture of fish and dragons.
I have heard of its name for a long time. In the past, every time I came to Jinling, I always liked to drink a few drinks on the second floor by the window. I just didn't know if it was a coincidence or not, but I didn't see the boss here in those few times.
This is the most popular moment in the inn. People in the martial arts world do not have the habit of going to bed early as ordinary people, nor are they as gentle and elegant as scholars. What I hear most here is the cheerful laughter.
Walking up to the second floor, I looked at the location I got used to when I came here.
There is a window, and a few feet outside the window is the Qinhuai River that nurtured Jinling.
Qinhuai, which is striding and winding downstream, is a symbol of Jinling, and it also unintentionally decorates the scenery here.
The reason why I like that location is not only the quiet and elegant Qinhuai and the graceful weeping willows in the river, but more importantly, the restaurant has several feet of water. On the deep path, there are passers-by, leisurely tourists, or tourists looking out from afar, and slutty tourists looking out from afar
You are looking at the scenery on the bridge, and the people who are looking at the scenery are looking at you upstairs
I didn't let Qi Bei follow us. After coming here, I was not so anxious that I wanted to know more about the situation of the Demon Sect.
After coming to Jinling, I have never been relaxing and traveling as before. At this moment, I can't help but feel the excitement of enjoying the scenery of the lake and the mountains again.
There was already a person sitting on the small table, a young and handsome monk, who looked only in his early twenties.
He was wearing a white monk's robe, but he drank without hesitation in public
He did not drink pots like other people in the martial arts world, but poured them into a cup, tasted them one by one, and tasted them one by one.
His face was very calm, as if he had already ignored the existence of others, and he was devoted to drinking and eating wholeheartedly.
The tabletops are full of vegetarian dishes, no meat
I couldn't help but smile gently, what an interesting little monk!
Avoid meat but not alcohol. I don’t know if this guy will quit sex or not.
I pulled Jie Yu, walked towards the table, and sat down opposite him
At this time, I looked at Qinhuai at night and had a different flavor.
Ten miles of Qinhuai, the wind and moon are boundless, and the beauty is like jade, nothing more than Jinling
The beautiful land of Jinling has long been a consensus among the world
Opposite the river is the famous rouge powder tent in Jinling, leaving behind the tenderness of countless heroes and the good stories of literary and sluts.
Singing, dancing, sheng, flute, and beautiful lights are all hidden in the rippling blue waves of Qinhuai
Seeing the familiar lights over there and listening to the occasional laughter of YànYàn, I couldn't help but think of the indulgence I used to be, but no matter what, it has become the past
The only regret is that because it was getting late, the path was already deserted
After a while, the waiter brought up the side dishes I had ordered before. Of course, the pot of soup was indispensable.
The vast sea of people, meeting is fate, there is nothing else, but there is still a pot of turbid wine
I opened the neck of the pot and filled it with it first, then filled it with myself
Smelling the rich fragrance of Biluochun, his plain eyes lit up suddenly. He looked at his wine pot, then looked at my wine pot, and a helpless bitter smile appeared on his face.
As soon as he came, he ordered the waiter to give the best wine, but now it seems that the best wine is not the one in his glass
I couldn't help but smile. At the moment when I opened the bottleneck, I also discovered that the wine was unique, and it was just that pleasant fragrance that made people intoxicated.
The few times I came here before, although I asked for the best wine, I couldn't compare with this wine at all. I immediately understood that this was not a product. Qi Beiding pressed him to the bottom of the box and took out the wine that he couldn't bear to drink.
Jie Yu gently pulled the corner of my clothes, and I turned to look at her. Her little hand pointed to the side secretly. I looked in that direction, but saw a few big men sitting next to me looking at my hands with golden eyes, and their throats were even more unconsciously gurgling, as if they wanted to swallow my hands together.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although Qibei was kind-hearted, he accidentally caused me a lot of trouble.
It was also the first time I had encountered this peerless wine. To be fair, it was definitely much better than the wine made by Qin Qing himself. Although I was extremely reluctant to leave, I finally threw the half pot of wine over and nodded gently at them with a smile.
Those big hands suddenly stretched out, and the three of them caught the wine at the same time. Look at me, I look at you, but in the end they refused to give in to each other.
I turned around and ignored their disputes. It was just a way for their brothers to communicate their relationship.
I raised my glass and stretched out. The monk also picked up the wine glass and just tasted it. However, the hot warm current merged into the internal organs along the throat, unblocking the seven meridians and eight meridians, making people feel comfortable and enjoyable.
Good wine!
The monk's slightly closed eyes slowly opened
I picked up the wine glass and stopped my eyes on the glass
I couldn't help but remember the scene of drinking with my elder brother on the shore of Dongting Lake. Xixi's sisters were on the side, Xixi poured wine for me, and Qingxuan put the pot for my elder brother.
Now that the wine is in place, there is no one less person. No matter how beautiful the wine is, I can’t find the feeling I used to feel. I couldn’t help but feel sad and said casually: Master, is it better to drink or to be a good person?
He shook his head gently, "Wine is good, and people are good, but in the eyes of the monk, what is more important is the heart of the people."
After saying that, he looked at me and smiled softly, then raised his glass and drank it.
I couldn't help but be surprised. I couldn't help feeling it. I didn't expect his answer, but I didn't expect his answer to be so profound. It was both reasonable and obviously beyond ordinary people's expectations.
Good wine, good people, good heart is a simple tasting wine, but there are such harsh conditions
Good wine, good people, good heart
I read it gently and looked into his eyes. I wonder if Master also hopes that she will be good for the rest of her life?
Which lanterns can the donor see?
Looking along his eyes, I saw countless lanterns floating up from the upper reaches of the river
They are now burning happily, but they will all be extinguished in a while. But no one can deny that they have burned, and even some have appreciated them, right?
He looked at the lanterns in the river with a little bit of pity
The master said it easily. Many people understand this principle, but how many people can do it? The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear, but if they do not enter the game, the bystanders will eventually be just bystanders. How can the bystanders understand the beauty and persistence of the intrigue of the authorities!
The little monk's Dharma name is the God Club, and the donor calls the little monk's Dharma name, the little monk once heard the uncle write a verse of the heart, the body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform; wipe it frequently, and don't let there be dust.
I heard from my master tell me this verse before. Its general meaning is that through diligent practice and meditation, you can eliminate false thoughts.
Before I could speak, he smiled softly, but later, after hearing this, his master mentioned another verse: Bodhi has no trees, and there is no platform for the mirror; there is nothing originally, where is there dust?
The mind is pure, everything is empty, where is dust contaminated?
Observing the mind and seeing the pure origin is also a kind of attachment, because the pure and invisible appearance is
When I woke up from the thought-provoking verse, I found that there was no one on the other side.
I suddenly remembered that the master once said to me that the verse was written by the holy monk Shenxiu, but Shenhui said it was brought up by his uncle.
I couldn't help but feel shocked suddenly. In this way, he was Shenxiu's nephew. After so many years of Zen Buddhism, someone finally appeared in the world again!
Love can be replenished, but hatred cannot be filled
Bu Tian, even if he was so lonely, he still thought about his sect
I wonder if he was engraving these four words with profound meanings in such a conspicuous position, reminding himself or alerting others.
Butian Pavilion, since Zhong Shidao disappeared twenty years ago, this name has gradually become silent in the vast ocean of the world, and is flooded by the wave of a new generation.
Twenty years ago, Zhong Shidao and Butian Pavilion, names that will make people tremble when they mention it, but now there are not many people who remember them.
In fact, many people know that as long as a little older person, no one can truly forget these two names. But over the years, it has become a taboo, and few people mention these two names again.
That is the shame of all the people in the martial arts world, whether it is white or underworld
The feeling of being stepped on by someone is not worth remembering
In fact, many people have noticed that with the disappearance of Butian Pavilion, Zen Buddhism has also become much more low-key.
First, Master Shenxiu's retreat, and then Zen Buddhism's seal of mountains. In the past twenty years, almost no Zen Buddhism has traveled to the rivers and lakes.
When Master Zhong swept across the country with the power of thunder, it was Master Shenxiu who stopped his rampant and brought peace to the world. It can be said that he could turn the tide with one person's strength.
However, the most thrilling thing about his retirement was not his opponent Zhong Shidao or Butian Pavilion, but those who he released from under Zhong Shidao's feet.
Humans are actually a very strange animal. They can't play any real role in covering their ears and stealing bells, but at least they can make people look good on the face and feel good in their hearts.
Although many heroes in the world today are like human beings, many years ago, they were all turtle shells.
Zhong Shidao disappeared, Butian Pavilion disappeared, Shenxiu retired, Zen Buddhism closed the mountain, they should be the one who breathed the most relief
I followed Zhong Shidao and was full of passion, but in the end I failed.
The people in the Demon Sect were not so irresistible. However, they were unable to tolerate both black and white, but they had to try their best to survive. In the end, they got only a dark corner.
They wanted to return to the bright sunshine, but the black and white roads did not give them any chance. They would be thieves for a day and for a lifetime
Whenever they stretched out their heads, they were beaten back. However, Zhong Shidao gave them a glimmer of hope, so the various sects of the Demon Sect were so closely concentrated around him, but in the end they were still one step away.
Qi Bei was waiting here. He was so depressed that he could not get out of his feelings, so he waved his hand to write these big words. Even though he was now white, he did not forget his dream at all that he had brought the Demon Sect out of the darkness, and stepped on his feet with black and white. He exuded the anger that the Demon Sect had suffered for hundreds of years, so he had been waiting here, waiting for the master who often brought him miracles to him again.
Hate is hard to fill. It is one of the famous inns in the world. Its spirit of embracing all rivers and tolerating everything is most appreciated by people in the world. After all, the world itself is a mixture of fish and dragons.
I have heard of its name for a long time. In the past, every time I came to Jinling, I always liked to drink a few drinks on the second floor by the window. I just didn't know if it was a coincidence or not, but I didn't see the boss here in those few times.
This is the most popular moment in the inn. People in the martial arts world do not have the habit of going to bed early as ordinary people, nor are they as gentle and elegant as scholars. What I hear most here is the cheerful laughter.
Walking up to the second floor, I looked at the location I got used to when I came here.
There is a window, and a few feet outside the window is the Qinhuai River that nurtured Jinling.
Qinhuai, which is striding and winding downstream, is a symbol of Jinling, and it also unintentionally decorates the scenery here.
The reason why I like that location is not only the quiet and elegant Qinhuai and the graceful weeping willows in the river, but more importantly, the restaurant has several feet of water. On the deep path, there are passers-by, leisurely tourists, or tourists looking out from afar, and slutty tourists looking out from afar
You are looking at the scenery on the bridge, and the people who are looking at the scenery are looking at you upstairs
I didn't let Qi Bei follow us. After coming here, I was not so anxious that I wanted to know more about the situation of the Demon Sect.
After coming to Jinling, I have never been relaxing and traveling as before. At this moment, I can't help but feel the excitement of enjoying the scenery of the lake and the mountains again.
There was already a person sitting on the small table, a young and handsome monk, who looked only in his early twenties.
He was wearing a white monk's robe, but he drank without hesitation in public
He did not drink pots like other people in the martial arts world, but poured them into a cup, tasted them one by one, and tasted them one by one.
His face was very calm, as if he had already ignored the existence of others, and he was devoted to drinking and eating wholeheartedly.
The tabletops are full of vegetarian dishes, no meat
I couldn't help but smile gently, what an interesting little monk!
Avoid meat but not alcohol. I don’t know if this guy will quit sex or not.
I pulled Jie Yu, walked towards the table, and sat down opposite him
At this time, I looked at Qinhuai at night and had a different flavor.
Ten miles of Qinhuai, the wind and moon are boundless, and the beauty is like jade, nothing more than Jinling
The beautiful land of Jinling has long been a consensus among the world
Opposite the river is the famous rouge powder tent in Jinling, leaving behind the tenderness of countless heroes and the good stories of literary and sluts.
Singing, dancing, sheng, flute, and beautiful lights are all hidden in the rippling blue waves of Qinhuai
Seeing the familiar lights over there and listening to the occasional laughter of YànYàn, I couldn't help but think of the indulgence I used to be, but no matter what, it has become the past
The only regret is that because it was getting late, the path was already deserted
After a while, the waiter brought up the side dishes I had ordered before. Of course, the pot of soup was indispensable.
The vast sea of people, meeting is fate, there is nothing else, but there is still a pot of turbid wine
I opened the neck of the pot and filled it with it first, then filled it with myself
Smelling the rich fragrance of Biluochun, his plain eyes lit up suddenly. He looked at his wine pot, then looked at my wine pot, and a helpless bitter smile appeared on his face.
As soon as he came, he ordered the waiter to give the best wine, but now it seems that the best wine is not the one in his glass
I couldn't help but smile. At the moment when I opened the bottleneck, I also discovered that the wine was unique, and it was just that pleasant fragrance that made people intoxicated.
The few times I came here before, although I asked for the best wine, I couldn't compare with this wine at all. I immediately understood that this was not a product. Qi Beiding pressed him to the bottom of the box and took out the wine that he couldn't bear to drink.
Jie Yu gently pulled the corner of my clothes, and I turned to look at her. Her little hand pointed to the side secretly. I looked in that direction, but saw a few big men sitting next to me looking at my hands with golden eyes, and their throats were even more unconsciously gurgling, as if they wanted to swallow my hands together.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although Qibei was kind-hearted, he accidentally caused me a lot of trouble.
It was also the first time I had encountered this peerless wine. To be fair, it was definitely much better than the wine made by Qin Qing himself. Although I was extremely reluctant to leave, I finally threw the half pot of wine over and nodded gently at them with a smile.
Those big hands suddenly stretched out, and the three of them caught the wine at the same time. Look at me, I look at you, but in the end they refused to give in to each other.
I turned around and ignored their disputes. It was just a way for their brothers to communicate their relationship.
I raised my glass and stretched out. The monk also picked up the wine glass and just tasted it. However, the hot warm current merged into the internal organs along the throat, unblocking the seven meridians and eight meridians, making people feel comfortable and enjoyable.
Good wine!
The monk's slightly closed eyes slowly opened
I picked up the wine glass and stopped my eyes on the glass
I couldn't help but remember the scene of drinking with my elder brother on the shore of Dongting Lake. Xixi's sisters were on the side, Xixi poured wine for me, and Qingxuan put the pot for my elder brother.
Now that the wine is in place, there is no one less person. No matter how beautiful the wine is, I can’t find the feeling I used to feel. I couldn’t help but feel sad and said casually: Master, is it better to drink or to be a good person?
He shook his head gently, "Wine is good, and people are good, but in the eyes of the monk, what is more important is the heart of the people."
After saying that, he looked at me and smiled softly, then raised his glass and drank it.
I couldn't help but be surprised. I couldn't help feeling it. I didn't expect his answer, but I didn't expect his answer to be so profound. It was both reasonable and obviously beyond ordinary people's expectations.
Good wine, good people, good heart is a simple tasting wine, but there are such harsh conditions
Good wine, good people, good heart
I read it gently and looked into his eyes. I wonder if Master also hopes that she will be good for the rest of her life?
Which lanterns can the donor see?
Looking along his eyes, I saw countless lanterns floating up from the upper reaches of the river
They are now burning happily, but they will all be extinguished in a while. But no one can deny that they have burned, and even some have appreciated them, right?
He looked at the lanterns in the river with a little bit of pity
The master said it easily. Many people understand this principle, but how many people can do it? The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear, but if they do not enter the game, the bystanders will eventually be just bystanders. How can the bystanders understand the beauty and persistence of the intrigue of the authorities!
The little monk's Dharma name is the God Club, and the donor calls the little monk's Dharma name, the little monk once heard the uncle write a verse of the heart, the body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform; wipe it frequently, and don't let there be dust.
I heard from my master tell me this verse before. Its general meaning is that through diligent practice and meditation, you can eliminate false thoughts.
Before I could speak, he smiled softly, but later, after hearing this, his master mentioned another verse: Bodhi has no trees, and there is no platform for the mirror; there is nothing originally, where is there dust?
The mind is pure, everything is empty, where is dust contaminated?
Observing the mind and seeing the pure origin is also a kind of attachment, because the pure and invisible appearance is
When I woke up from the thought-provoking verse, I found that there was no one on the other side.
I suddenly remembered that the master once said to me that the verse was written by the holy monk Shenxiu, but Shenhui said it was brought up by his uncle.
I couldn't help but feel shocked suddenly. In this way, he was Shenxiu's nephew. After so many years of Zen Buddhism, someone finally appeared in the world again!
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