Jingqing lit the stove, put the pot of purified water on the stove, made all preparations, then turned around and said: "You and I are destined to be Buddhas!"

Mu Qingyu said: "No, I think my master and I are more destined!"

Jingqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't persuade you to become a monk!"

"I won't become a monk even if you advise me!"

Jingqing chuckled: "You don't have to be wary, I don't mean any harm."

Mu Qingyu said: "You are too young, but you are also the abbot of a nunnery, which makes me a little nervous!" She said nervously, but she didn't look nervous at all.

Jingqing fiddled with the coals in the stove with a small spoon, raised her eyes and said with a smile, "I don't think I said anything, right?"

Mu Qingyu thought about it seriously and said, "Then what does Master want to say?"

The water boiled and Jingqing began to make tea. Her movements were neither slow nor slow, and her voice was neither slow nor urgent: "I didn't want to say anything at first, but since you asked, what should I say?"

"please!"

"You are destined to come here! Everything in the world has its destiny. All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning. You should observe it like this!"

When Mu Qingyu looked over, she pushed over a cup of tea and said: "The tea is ready! The flowers are not flowers, the flowers are flowers, and the flowers are like flowers. Everything depends on the person who sees the flowers. This is tea, and it is also Zen tea.

!The essence of tea or Zen tea is the same, it lies in the heart of the drinker!"

Mu Qingyu took it with both hands and said: "Master Tai, are you practicing divination? Or is it the Book of Changes? Or is it Qimen?"

Jingqing said: "The poor nun is practicing the Dharma of Freedom!"

After seeing her for so long, she called herself a nun for the first time.

Mu Qingyu laughed out loud and said: "Since we are practicing the "Zi Zi Dharma", why do we practice bitter meditation?"

Jingqing was slightly startled: "When will you practice bitter meditation?"

"Isn't not eating little and not eating a lot of food a bitter meditation?" There are only two meditation rooms here and there is no kitchen. Huiqing said there is no need to send food, which means that Jingqing rarely eats or does not eat!

Jingqing smiled and said: "Why can't not eating and eating less mean that it is not necessary?"

Mu Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the gentle smile of the young nun in front of her, and her clear but deep eyes. She couldn't help but blurt out: "Eat grains to survive! Can a person reach a state where grains are not needed?"

"Yes!" Jingqing said firmly: "The skills you practice are very special. Your energy is clear and bright, your eyes are clear, and your breath is internal. If I am not wrong, you should not have reached great success! Wait until the day when your skills become great.

, then you will know that what I said is true!"

Mu Qingyu's heart was trembling, so the person in front of her looked young and peaceful, but was actually unfathomable?

She suddenly felt that the tea no longer tasted good. She held the tea in both hands and asked, "Should I drink it standing up?"

"Pfft," Jingqing laughed. She rolled her eyes at Mu Qingyu and said, "That's not enough. You should drink it while standing upside down!"

Although she has shaved her head and still has ring scars on her head, her beauty is in her bones but not in her skin. Moreover, standing in front of her whole body will make people forget who she is, so this smile is like a ray of golden sun breaking through the morning mist.

Empty, thousands of rays of rays of light.

Mu Qingyu sat motionless, but her voice was very aggrieved: "You really can't be too polite! You said I just want to have a vegetarian diet and just meet the layman Huizhu, why do I need to meet the abbot of Dixin'an! Hey!

!”

Jingqing was speechless: "No wonder Ling Qianmo has a headache, you really give me a headache!"

"Do you know Ling Qianmo?"

"I know you!" Jingqing smiled and said: "Humans, after living for a long time, they will feel bored, and when they are bored, they want to fight. Since there is a fight, then naturally you have to find a similar opponent, and look around.

Found him!"

This time Mu Qingyu was speechless: "Abbot, you are a monk!"

"Can't a monk fight?" Jingqing looked at her hands and said calmly: "If you are willing, I can fight with you!" She also smiled at her: "Don't worry, I am very measured in my actions.

You won’t be seriously injured!”

Mu Qingyu: "..."
Chapter completed!