Chapter 908 Reunion at the Peace Temple

In the philosophy of Buddhism, the world is a vast sea of ​​suffering, and death is not the end of misery, but the "cause of practice" to reach the "fruit of the other shore", but a transcendent liberation.

So "death", in their view, is a kind of "passing away".

Even in front of the grave of the eminent monk, the grave visitors can happily say "Congratulations".

But the little monk in front of Yi Lin didn't seem to have enough awareness. When he said "Zen Master Kuye has passed away", Yi Lin captured the sadness that flashed in his eyes.

So Yi Lin didn't disappoint and said congratulations, and asked again: "Excuse me again, is Wang Xiaohu there?"

"The benefactor is talking about Junior Brother Chunzhen?"

"Pfft..." The corner of Yi Lin's mouth twitched, and she almost couldn't hold back her laughter: "What are you talking about Chun, Chun?"

"Junior Brother Chunzhen, commonly known as Wang Xiaohu, came from Qingniu Village before he was ordained."

"...If there is no other common name in your temple named Wang Xiaohu, then it is... Monk Chunzhen."

Yi Lin silently mourned for three seconds for the old Wang's house next door in Qingniu Village, and then, led by the young monk, came to the Buddhist hall in Ping'an Temple.

By the way, the young monk leading the way is older than Xiaohu, and belongs to the "Ji" generation, and the Buddha's name is "Ji Mo".

Look at his Buddha name, he will be "Master Jimo" when he becomes famous in the future, it sounds so lonely...ah no, it sounds so lofty.

Wang Xiaohu's "pure and pure" sounds really awkward, how innocent, it sounds like the master of "Focus on orphans".

inside the temple,

"Duk, duk, duk, duk..."

The oil lamps, the dim light reflected the golden body of the Buddha statue in the center of the Buddhist hall exuding a hazy glow, coupled with the scent of sandalwood in the Buddhist hall, a bald back of the head was facing the main entrance of the Buddhist hall, gently Knock on the wooden fish and recite Buddhist scriptures. This situation, like a painting, gives people an illusion that time is frozen at this moment and will not pass by.

The lonely little master called out to the monks in the Buddhist hall in a low voice: "Junior Chunzhen, someone is looking for you again."

"Alas~" The monk sitting on the futon in the center of the Buddhist hall stopped knocking on the wooden fish and let out a long sigh: "Xiuer benefactor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the shore is right when you look back. A handsome man is like a passing cloud. The poor monk has entered the Buddhist gate and converted My Buddha, please donate to Xiu'er or don't be obsessed with it, hurry up...what the hell?"

The monk muttered,

Turn around.

Halfway through the turn, the half of the monk's face was still full of awe-inspiring righteousness, the precious light was hazy, and he had the demeanor of an eminent monk, but when the monk turned his head completely and saw Yi Lin's face clearly, his eyes widened suddenly , A word of "fuck" destroyed his Buddhist cumin temperament in an instant.

"Junior Brother Chunzhen, calm down, calm down." Ji Mo reminded.

"Ahem..." Monk Chunzhen, that is, Wang Xiaohu from the past, looked a little embarrassed, scratched his bald head, and asked somewhat uncertainly: "Brother Lin?"

After four years of absence, Yi Lin has changed a lot. Although Wang Xiaohu recognized it from his eyebrows, he was not sure.

"Xiaohu, long time no see." Yi Lin smiled.

"Brother Lin! Why are you here!" Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu immediately confirmed the identity of the old man. Still in style!"

The lonely little master saw the reunion of old people in the Buddhist hall, so he left quietly. After reminding a few words that the Buddhist hall is solemn and not to make loud noises, he shook his head helplessly, and left here, leaving the two brothers to talk about the old days.

Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to laugh and make noise in the Buddhist hall, that would be disrespectful to the Buddha, so Wang Xiaohu took Yi Lin to the backyard of Ping'an Temple. The purpose is to chat with each other about the experiences of the past four years.

Yi Lin explained what happened after Wang Xiaohu left. In fact, it's not very complicated, it's nothing more than practicing on the mountain, living in harmony with the senior teachers and brothers in the sect, Lin Yi is very popular and other big truths.

As for the experience in the Black Wind and Sand Sea, Yi Lin felt that it was not necessary, so she ignored it.

Wang Xiaohu rubbed his bald head, and from Yi Lin's words, he learned that Lin Yi, a brother from the same village, was admired and worshiped by everyone in Tianjianmen, the first Xuanmen. His story is nothing special. Ever since Zen Master Kuye brought him to Ping'an Temple, Wang Xiaohu, as a lay disciple, listened to Buddhist teachings in Ping'an Temple;

Time flies, the sun and the moon alternate, Wang Xiaohu is influenced by Buddhism day by day, and then he is ordained as a monk when his brain gets hot, and he officially becomes a disciple of the "Chun" generation of Ping'an Temple, and begins to practice Buddhist exercises.

Speaking of which, one of the biggest differences between Buddhist exercises and Taoist exercises is that Taoist exercises seek to achieve Taoism and become immortals, using Taoist techniques; while Buddhist disciples seek the right fruit, becoming a Buddha in the flesh , The golden body is impeccable, showing all kinds of magical powers.

Daoist kung fu methods forge golden elixirs of aura, while Buddhist kung fu methods forge glazed relics.

Although Wang Xiaohu has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, but he has only practiced for a short time, and he has not yet consecrated the relics, which is not as good as Yi Lin's.

After three short words, after talking about four years of experience, Yi Lin asked about Zen Master Kuye.

Zen Master Kuye can be said to be the guide on the way of Wang Xiaohu and Buddhism. When Yi Lin mentioned it, the eyes of Wang Xiaohu, who was originally excited, turned red, and there was a bit of crying in his voice, and he told everything about Zen Master Kuye. .

It turned out that Zen Master Kuye immediately recommended Wang Xiaohu to Zen Master Tianxin after he returned to Ping'an Temple.

And when Wang Xiaohu listened to Buddhism as a lay disciple, he was almost always accompanied by Zen Master Kuye.

About half a year after Zen Master Kuye returned to the monastery, Zen Master Kuye behaved strangely for a few days, as described by Wang Xiaohu: he seemed to have something on his mind. And after those few days of behaving strangely, suddenly one night, Zen Master Kuye sat on the futon in his room, and after a night, he became silent... passed away.

"That's right!" Wang Xiaohu was talking, and suddenly slapped his forehead and screamed. Before Yi Lin could ask, he rushed back into the room, took out a small yellow cloth bag from under the bed, and handed it to Yi Lin. Yi Lin said, "Brother Lin, I almost forgot that Zen Master Kuye said a strange sentence a few days before his death."

Yi Lin took the kit, weighed the contents inside, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Chan Master Kuye said, if one day an old man comes from afar, I will hand over this kit if I am willing. Brother Lin, I never thought that you are the old man that Zen Master Kuye said."

Yi Lin froze for a moment, the cloth bag was light and fluffy, it seemed to be a note or something. He was a little uncertain: "Are you sure that Zen Master Kuye was talking about me as the 'old friend' before he died... ah bah, before he passed away and returned to the west?"

"Amitabha." Wang Xiaohu clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and bowed his head: "The Buddha said, all things are conditioned; the master said 'if I am willing', so Xiaohu said it was Brother Lin, so it was Brother Lin. Because Brother Lin is me. An old friend with the master, and Xiaohu is willing."

Wang Xiaohu's expression was serious and serious. But for some reason, Yi Lin couldn't help laughing at Wang Xiaohu's bald head and chanting "Amitabha" in front of her.

Since Wang Xiaohu said so, Yi Lin would certainly do her part.

He opened the kit in front of Wang Xiaohu, and it was really a note as he weighed it.

There are twelve words in the note:

"The magic star will appear, bringing disaster to the common people, Tianxuan Academy!"