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Li Qingshan was taken aback. Although he was a disciple of a novelist, he still majored in the military master Lu Shu of the unity of body and energy. I am afraid that the entire Ruyi County would not find a better master than Han Anguo.
The role of a good master is obvious. For example, in the second volume of "The Boundless Power of the Sea", you might be able to find out with an order. The cultivation base can only be transformed into power through the accumulation of time.
From this point of view, Gu Yanying might be better, the daughter of the Eagle God, the future is boundless, but Li Qingshan will not be stupid, before Han Qiongzhi faces other women.
And at any time, he didn't want to lower his head in front of that woman. Others liked a woman and wanted to bend their knees and beg for everything, but he just wanted to straighten his waist and show it to the woman.
Han Qiongzhi's remarks seemed unintentional, but in fact they were very meaningful. The implication is that if he becomes the son-in-law of the Han family, he will be able to catch up with the famous Han family and use his power
I have to say, this temptation is a bit big! And it also made Li Qingshan a little touched. In any case, it is always a pleasure to have a woman who can think about it in this way.
"thanks!"
"Thank you, I'm just talking casually, but I won't introduce you to you. If you want to go this way, you can go to my father by yourself!" Han Qiongzhi's face was even redder by the lights. I, Han Qiongzhi, haven't fallen to the point where I want to impress a man with his family. Bah, why should I impress him? What's so great about him.
But it was more free-willed than the Hanmen disciples, and more perseverance and self-discipline than those Fajia disciples, in normal times. Don’t take her willfulness to heart, and stand up for her at critical moments, not afraid of life and death...
Suddenly, the bowels are full of knots, no longer the usual laughter. But he didn't say anything, so she couldn't wait to pinch his neck and ask clearly.
Even though Li Qingshan is not such an infatuated saint like Hua Chengchan. I also know that lone men and widows live in the same room. Talking about the future together at night is not so simple.
The beauty under the lamp is even more unique. He was not a person who looked forward and looked after the future. He moved his heart and did whatever he wanted. He grabbed Han Qiongzhi's hand and whispered softly, "Sister Han!"
Han Qiongzhi trembled, but never retracted his hand, pretending to be nothing, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Li Qingshan smiled secretly in his heart: "I'm a little impatient just thinking that I haven't reached the ninth level of Qi Refining."
At the beginning, both of them were just a joke, but they didn't expect it to come true.
Han Qiongzhi bit his lip. She glared at him, but she felt very happy in her heart, but she was not a person who is good at hiding her thoughts. This joy naturally appeared between the corners of her eyes and her eyebrows.
Li Qingshan is getting better and better. Hugging her waist, the lights reflected the shadows of the two on the wall, combining them into one.
The posture was like when he was in the Yunyu Tower, Li Qingshan forced his arms around her and made bold words, but his mood was quite different.
Han Qiongzhi is also the same as last time. Jumping aside, he shouted: "If you have something to say, do what you do!" There was not much annoyance on his face, but it was red.
"I... I'm leaving now!" Han Qiongzhi hurried away.
Li Qingshan lay his arm on the bamboo floor, smiled and shook his head: "Interesting!" Maybe it won't be long before there will be an extra warm bed in his humble house.
When the winter snow fell outside the window, looking at the dark sky, he thought of the blue ox again. He never forgets the man who digs the well. Without the help of the blue ox, how could he have walked so far in the world to make such a beautiful person fall in love? To yourself.
Before he knew it, it was another year, and it was about to pass. In a few days, he will be eighteen years old, and he has truly changed from a young man to a man.
In the future, I have to think about it. Choosing a master also means that he and Xiao An will always have a time to separate? After all, it was impossible for him to be a monk, and he didn't want to delay Xiao'an's development.
In many cases, it is not irresistible oppression and obstruction that bring about separation, but it is from their respective pursuits. There are also his own hidden secrets, the conflict between half of his dream and the person in front of him, and even the tragic situation of being chased and killed by his brother-in-law, old husband, and even future master if the marriage is disagreeable!
Each and every piece is enough to make people want to break their heads. So he only thought for a while, and then decided that he didn't want it anymore. The ship went straight to the bridge head, just stride forward as he pleases!
It is impossible for him to say to Han Qiongzhi: "I think we should concentrate on studying now, oh no, it is practice, there should be no distracting thoughts!" He can only say such things unless it is convulsed or inhumane.
Late at night, the puja is still going on.
The eminent monks were tireless, sitting right upright, talking with their mouths, looking wandering, treating everyone else as competitors. Now, they are not only fighting for the Dharma, but also a genius disciple who has been rare in a century.
There is no longer any doubt in their hearts, Xiao An's existence is enough to determine the rise and fall of a temple or even a sect.
The discussion on the law is also continuing, but it seems to be a little absent-minded.
At this moment, an old man appeared in front of the Buddhist hall with white beard and hair, his head and face draped, his hands hanging on both sides, his eyes were dull, and his expression was dull. If he were not in a robe, he would have been unable to imagine that he was a monk.
Master Yi Nian smiled with joy, and bowed deeply: "Master!" It is worthwhile to send an urgent message to go back. The master rushed over so quickly, thousands of miles away.
The monks exclaimed and hurriedly saluted. Master of Yinian? Could it be the Jiguang Zen master of Tianlong Temple. It is rumored that he has practiced "The Great Nation Sutra" in Tianlong Temple. He has not been out of the temple for decades. How come he came here!
The old monk, who was called "Master" by Master Yi Nian, turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear, as if stupidly, came straight to Xiao An.
Xiao An raised her head, her eyes met, but she saw that the old monk's eyes suddenly burst out with a bright look, covering the lights and flashing auras in the temple, like two miniature suns.
The old monk said in a very difficult voice: "Would you like to follow me to the Tianlong Temple to practice?"
All the monks suddenly lost their thoughts. Tianlong Temple is the first sect of the Buddhist family famous in Qingzhou. As the first seat of the Bodhi Temple, Zen Master Jiguang, who can compete with it? Who can refuse his invitation.
Unexpectedly, the monk with this thought would be so decisive if he didn't make a move.
Even Master Yi Nian himself didn't expect that he was able to invite the master from Tianlong Temple. He was forced to have no choice. He originally planned to take her to Tianlong Temple to meet the master after Xiao'an built the foundation.
What was even more unexpected was that when the master saw Xiao An, without any questioning or testing, he directly gave her the highest recognition and entered the Tianlong Temple to practice.
In the Buddhist hall, and even the entire Wu Lei Temple, everything is silent, just waiting for the answer.
As a result, there is no suspense, and Zen has become a genius. Soon, the authority of Tianlong Temple will be stronger and unshakable.
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