“...... At the age of 50, the poor monk finally gained some insight from the boundless Dharma and the vast number of sentient beings, and felt that the spiritual essence was full, and it was time for the mana to breed, but the practice passed down from generation to generation had been cut off at this point, and there was no way back. Poor monks can only continue to comprehend the Dharma, cultivate spiritual essence, and look forward to the day when the mana is self-generated.

But in the past 30 years, the poor monk has gone from being obsessed with the first birth to being obsessed with deep cultivation, and finally has to admit that the road ahead has been broken......

Seeing the old monk talking, his eyes were a little dim,

"After so many years of seeing the Zen Master, have you ever seen anyone else with magical powers?"

"Nope. Before the poor monk was fifty years old, he also traveled asceticly, and he had never seen anyone with mana, and the poor monk was the first person he saw. ”

Seeing the old monk shook his head and continued,

"At the beginning, the teacher of the poor monk, with great wisdom and great wisdom, was full of spiritual essence before the age of forty, but until he died at the age of one hundred and two, he did not get a glimpse of the true law and could only die with regrets. ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge took the teacup in his hand, glanced back at the Zen Master, and didn't say anything.

"Today, to be able to see the Lian Benefactor and know that there is indeed a true Dharma in this world is already the pity of my Buddha and the luck of the poor monks. ”

As he spoke, he saw the old monk standing up from the stone slab and carefully placing the teacup on the stone slab.

Immediately afterwards, the old monk bowed down towards Lian Ge.

The five bodies fell to the ground and lay down in front of Lian Ge, without making a sound for a long time, and without any other movements,

"The poor monk also knows that the true law is difficult to find, and he does not dare to embarrass the benefactor, but he asks the donor to let him show the mystery of the true law, but the poor monk is obsessed with his life, and the poor monk dies without regrets. ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge looked at the old monk who was kneeling on the ground, his body trembling slightly, holding a teacup and standing up from the stone slab.

And at this moment, the monk Fakong walked out of the backyard,

"Master, the dish has been cut, you see it's your ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Fakong noticed the scene under the tree.

Without saying more, Monk Fakong also silently walked to the bottom of the tree, kneeling down beside the old monk.

Looking at the Seeing Sex and Fakong, Lian Ge paused slightly,

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge stared at the courtyard in front of him,

"When I traveled to the Southern Capital, there was also a Taoist who begged me to show me the subtleties of the true Dharma, and I told him that since he gave me a cup of tea, I would give him a breeze. Let's divide this breeze between you and you today. ”

As he spoke, driving his mana, Lian Singer waved lightly,

Suddenly, a gust of fresh wind rose from the courtyard and gently blew on the three people in the courtyard.

In the breeze, the old monk raised his head again,

Looking at the ripples in the teacup due to the wind on the stone slab, the old monk was silent.

Long

The breeze blew and disappeared between the mountains and forests, and the ripples in the teacup gradually calmed down.

Seeing that the old monk looked at the changes in the teacup, he slowly raised his hand, put his hands together, and for a long time, he only recited a long sentence:

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

......

"Seeing the Zen Master, the Fakong monk, get up. Lian Ge withdrew his gaze and looked at the two of them.

"The donor is merciful, and Xie Lian is the donor's kindness and shows the wonderful law. Seeing the old monk said again,

Hearing this, Lian Ge shook his head,

"Get up. ”

Hearing this, I saw the old monk and Fakong getting up from the ground one after another,

Seeing that the old monk picked up the teacup placed on the stone slab, his eyes paused slightly, and then turned his gaze to look at Fakong,

"Fakong, let's go stir-fry, old monk, I'll talk to Lord Lian for a while. ”

Hearing this, Fakong nodded,

"Yes, Master. ”

As soon as the words fell, Fakong turned to leave.

Seeing the old monk watching Fakong's figure disappear after the realization, he turned his head again.

Holding the teacup in his hand, he saw that the old monk took a shallow sip,

"Please sit down, the poor monk was embarrassed just now. Seeing that the old monk was talking, he sat down on the stone slab again.

Lian Ge also sat down again on the stone slab under the tree.

......

Under the tree, after a moment of silence,

Lian Ge turned his gaze again and looked at the old monk,

"Seeing the Zen master, I have a reluctant request, I don't know if you can show me the practice of your temple. Lian Ge asked in a calm tone.

"There's nothing you can't do. The old monk shook his head, "The cultivation method that has been passed down from generation to generation in the small temple is just a sentence. It just so happens that you can also use the great wisdom of the honest donor to consult and enlighten the poor monks. ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge nodded, did not speak, and waited for the next step of the old monk.

Seeing that the old monk paused, he also continued,

"This sentence is - 'All sentient beings have Buddha nature, you can see your nature, and you can become a Buddha when you see nature.'"

Hearing this, Lian Ge paused, and his eyes were slightly empty,

"I don't know if the donor has gained?" the old monk turned his gaze and asked Lian Ge.

Hearing this, Lian Ge shook his head slightly and did not speak.

In addition to this sentence, the small temple has been passed down from generation to generation, and there are only some Buddhist scriptures. The old monk continued.

"Is it convenient to see?"

"Nothing inconvenient. Seeing the old monk talking, he stood up again, "It's just some ordinary Buddhist scriptures, just put them next to the main hall, if the lord needs to see them, just read them." ”

Lian Ge also stood up again and nodded,

"Trouble. ”

Hearing this, the old monk shook his head,

"Benefactor, please ......"

As he spoke, he saw that the old monk was leading the way for Lian Ge on the front side.

Lian Ge followed, and also walked towards the main hall of the Temple of Seeing Sex.

......

Stepping through the main hall door, some simple furnishings in the hall are clearly presented in front of you.

Facing the door of the temple is a stone statue of the Buddha, and on both sides of the statue of the Buddha, there are some other Buddha statues.

After glancing at the Buddha statues, Lian Ge looked at both sides of the main hall, and on both sides of the main hall, there were rows of bookshelves, and some books were neatly placed on the shelves.

"Lord Lian, these on the shelves on both sides are the ancient books of Buddhist scriptures that have been passed down from generation to generation in the small temple. ”

Seeing the old monk, he walked to the bookshelf on the side and said to Lian Ge.

Hearing this, Lian Ge nodded and also walked towards the bookshelf.

......

Glancing at the ancient Buddhist scriptures on the bookshelf, looking at the vicissitudes of life on them, Lian Ge paused slightly.

Stretching out his hand, Lian Ge casually took out a scripture book closest to him,

I took it in my hand and looked at it, the paper of the scripture book had been yellowed, although it was well maintained, but there were still some micro scrolls in the corners of the book.

glanced at the title of the scripture engraved on its cover, "Diamond Sutra", Lian Ge took it in his hand and opened a page at random.

"Whoa......

After the years, the paper of the scriptures was already a little fragile, and Lian Ge turned it gently.

As the old monk said, the scriptures are indeed ordinary scriptures, and the scriptures are no different from ordinary scriptures.

But above, in the margins between the lines, the annotations left by the monks of the Sex Temple on it make this sutra unusual.

That is the understanding of the Dharma and the Tao of generations of monks, and perhaps for ordinary monks, it only has the role of better understanding the scriptures and the role of nourishing the spirit.

For Lian Ge, it is like a discourse across time and space, although the Tao is different, but it can touch the bypass.

"What is the Dharma, What is the ...... of the Dao?"

Flipping through the annotations next to the scriptures on this page by piece, Lian Ge seemed to be talking about the Dharma with one after another.

"Zen Master, can you let me go through all the scriptures here?"

"The donor is good for himself. ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge looked at the old monk,

Without saying anything, Lian Ge took a few scriptures from the bookshelf again, spread them out, and sat directly on the ground.

"What is good and what is evil......

Turning the pages and looking at it, Lian Ge listened to the perceptions and doubts of the generations of monks of the Jianxing Temple on the scriptures, and also questioned his own understanding of the Tao, and discussed the Tao and the Dharma with the generations of the monks of the Jianxing Temple.