Wutai Mountain is the most prosperous temple of incense in the capital, because it has been built for two hundred years, has a long history, and has produced a lot of high-ranking monks, such as the rumored to be the predecessor of the feather for the round death, and for example, the eighteen-year-old is known as the reincarnation of the Dragon Venerable genius Xuanyuan Yu, it is said that although the Dragon Venerable is only eighteen years old, but the generation is extremely high, and even with the same generation as the host of the feather, many pilgrims are admired, want to see if the so-called Dragon Venerable reincarnation has three heads and six arms, but the people who have seen it are very disappointed, because the monk with a high rank in Wutai Mountain is not only not strange in appearance, but even a bit of a vulgar person, according to the words of those old aunts and old ladies, that is, she has red lips and white teeth, just like a little girl.

The temple is built on Wutai Mountain, the hundred-year-old temple is naturally huge, covers an area of several hundred acres, is divided into east, west, north and south and the main courtyard, the Buddha statue enshrined in the courtyard is also the most in the capital, reaching the scale of 500 bodies, known as the ancients who have never come before, it can be seen how prosperous its incense is.

In the main courtyard of Wutai Mountain, a young monk squatted on the steps and looked at the sky in a daze, followed by a few little monks who had just been sent up the mountain for a short time, they were very respectful of this young monk, because he was known as the reincarnation of the dragon, the uncle was very tall, nearly 180, a bald head was extremely eye-catching, because it had just been shaved not long ago, so the sun could form a reflection as soon as it was illuminated, a little cute.

Several little monks pushed Ran Ran, and the last one was a little bolder, and the little monk who had been up the mountain for a long time asked timidly: "Uncle Shi, are you really the reincarnation of the Dragon Venerable? Is there really a Buddha in this world?"

"There must be, otherwise why would our uncle and ancestor be so heroic, it must be the reason why the Buddha's light shines!" said another little monk with a straight face.

The young monk rubbed the head of the little monk who refuted for himself, and said with a warm smile: "That's because your uncle and ancestor usually pay attention to maintenance, and you don't stingy with skin care products or anything to wipe your face, so that you can remain handsome, as for what is reincarnated or not, it is all boo in the temple, so as to deceive those pilgrims who have wronged the big head, otherwise how do you think that our temple is luxuriously decorated and rich in vegetarian dishes?"

"Isn't this a lie? We monks can't talk to each other. The bolder little monk was a little unfair.

The young monk chuckled softly: "Can you say that you are willing to do it?" You see those pilgrims, with a body of doubt up the mountain, towards a Buddha statue to ask this and that, if the Buddha statue can speak, then there is a ghost, but their expression down the mountain seems to have been solved, in fact, this is like a coin, when you throw the coin in the air, in fact, you don't want to have both sides, but at the moment you throw it already know the answer, the world understands this truth, but it is like a leaf obstacle, you have to find a spiritual sustenance, we Wutai Mountain is to give these people a so-called sustenance, reduce their pressure, who said that this is not the merit of immeasurable？”

A group of young monks heard it in a fog, but they just felt that the Buddhist views of this master and ancestor were a bit deviant, if this was heard by the older monks in the courtyard, they would not play the board and teach a good lesson, they would be delusional all day long, and to tell the truth, they didn't understand the profound Buddhism at all, and they didn't know that ignorance was Buddha, and if they were too clear, they would only get farther and farther away from the avenue.

As if seeing the distrust in the eyes of the little monks, the young monk said happily again: "When I was studying scriptures with my senior brother, I would point out the contradictions in front of me when I encountered them, and I made your former host step down several times, but he never blamed me, do you know why?"

The group of young monks shook their heads, and the young monk said: " Because if you don't understand, you have to ask, you have to ask clearly, the so-called one leaf and one Bodhi, one flower and one world, everyone does not need to have an opinion on the Dharma, don't forget to have differences in order to seek common ground, if practice really becomes a set of formulas that everyone can use, then this Dharma is not cultivated, so you will study the scriptures with the masters in the future, and encounter problems, don't think that what your masters said is right, some of the masters punish you, but you don't think it's wrong, you can come here to find me, if I still say that you are wrong, you are still not convinced, go down the mountain to find a right or wrong, if one day you feel that you have found the answer, I and the masters are wrongIf you find out that you are wrong, don't feel any shame, if you dare to ask, it is already the greatest respect for the Dharma. ”

The little monks looked at each other, as if they understood or not, but it was as if the young monks were just opening up a new world for them, and their horizons were broadened all of a sudden.

"Uncle Shi said that if you want the answer, you have to go down the mountain, why have you never seen Uncle Shi go down the mountain?"

The young monk with the highest rank in the dust sighed: "Because the women under the mountain are all tigers, your uncle and ancestor I have thin skin and thick flesh, and I have a good skin, and I have not been swallowed by those female benefactors, and there are no bones left." ”

"Uncle Shi is narcissistic again. ”

"Uncle Shi only went up the mountain at the age of eighteen, unlike us, has he also experienced a love catastrophe?"

"I remember rumors a few years ago, it seems that Uncle Shi abandoned a female benefactor for the sake of supreme Buddhism, and the younger brother of the female benefactor also came to Wutai Mountain to make trouble, and put ...... Uncle Shi gave a beating. ”

"Fart. It turned out that the young monk who was still handsome and elegant gritted his teeth and said, "I beat him up." ”

The little monks were overjoyed, it turned out that the rumors were true, for these stubborn children, the love stories in the world are much more interesting than the Buddhist scriptures, and there are many monks in the temple who are also vulgar for this, so they are naturally curious about what kind of creature the woman is.

The little monk who revealed the old bottom of the old bottom of the ancestor and said with a blank face: "Uncle and ancestor also have lust?"

Without waiting for Uncle Shi to reply, Xuyun was beaten by the other junior brothers.

The young Shi Shuzu rubbed his little head again, remembered the girl under the mountain who he couldn't seem to forget, and said softly, "Yes." ”

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and there was a burst of surprised forehead ah-ah-ah sound around them, roughly they never thought that this master who had been touched by the former host and praised the master uncle with Huigen also had such seven emotions and six desires, so in the hearts of the little monks, the master uncle ancestor was not tall, unlearned, and unkind.

The young uncle said with a smile: "I know that it is not good, but it is not a bad thing, if you can't forget it, you can't forget it, there is no need to deceive yourself." ”

"Since Uncle Shi can't forget, why don't you go to the other party?" Xuyun asked this kind of deviant question again, it seemed that with Uncle Shi who was already a deviant, they were a little taboo about anything.

This young monk who has a unique view of Buddhism frowned, and said sincerely: "I'm afraid of being kicked by her, but I can be regarded as a Dragon Descending Venerable, and it would be too embarrassing to be kicked by someone." ”

The little monks all laughed, this uncle is too cowardly.

At this time, a group of pilgrims who came to the hospital finally climbed the mountain and came to the hospital, standing in place to rest breathlessly, the young monk immediately got up, beckoned the little monks around him to help carry the leather bag, after entering the main courtyard, the little monks skillfully introduced the source of the Buddha statues in the temple and the history of Wutai Mountain, the pilgrims felt that the little monks were amiable and lovely, all showed a smile, stopped and stopped, the fatigue gradually disappeared, the young uncle Zu was also happy in it, probably because he was afraid that the little monks were too hard, so he had the most bags and purses, the old people did not care, the young monk who did not speak much along the way smiled and said that it was okay, nothing was okay, there was no shelf at all。

Roughly thinking that the young monk was easy to speak, the pilgrims asked some sensitive questions, and they couldn't avoid the former host of the feather, and the prodigy who was reincarnated by the dragon, most of them had a good impression of Mount Wutai, and it was quite effective, one of the pilgrims asked: "Did the host of the feathering really disappear out of thin air?"

When the young monk with a large number of leather bags on his back heard this question, he smiled and said, "Those who believe can naturally see it, but those who do not believe it can't." ”

The pilgrims only felt that the Dharma was profound and incomprehensible, but they still had a good impression of this young monk who had a lot to say, and he was much more sincere than other temples boasting about how his Buddha worked along the way.

Visiting the main courtyard all the way, near the top of the mountain, I met an old monk sitting and looking at the sea of clouds, with a fairy demeanor, so that the pilgrims worshipped in their hearts.

The old monk originally closed his eyes and realized the Tao, but when the pilgrims passed by, he opened his eyes, and finally recognized the appearance of the young monk who was carrying a weight up the mountain, and quickly got up and saluted respectfully: "I have seen Uncle Shi." ”

More than a dozen pilgrims didn't believe their ears, and looked at the young monk who had accompanied them all the way and listened to their gossip, they had indeed heard that there was a prodigy reincarnated by the Dragon Venerable in the temple of Wutai Mountain, who was not very old, but extremely high in seniority, and the big reason for this trip to Wutai Mountain to burn incense was that he hoped to be with the prodigy, and take a few glances from a distance, and it would be good to be touched with immortal spirit.

But no one thought that that the prodigy would follow him all the way, and even help himself with ordinary people carrying his bags, what is the reason?!

The little monks saw the wonderful expressions of the pilgrims, and they all secretly smiled and chatted a few words, and there was some schadenfreude between the words, they had eyes and did not know Mount Tai, but before they finished laughing, they were all knocked on the head by the master and the ancestor, and said with a serious face: "Don't squeeze your eyebrows and make your eyes." ”

The little monks did not dare to laugh, learned the identity of the young monk, how did the pilgrims dare not be the number one god on the mountain to carry the leather bag on behalf of the bag, the folded life, the young monk but the pilgrims insisted, so they had to accompany all the way to the door of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the pilgrims came and went, there were many people, the young monk stood under a thousand-year-old camphor tree and looked at the pilgrims to worship in all directions, and finally put into the huge incense burner, the incense smoke on Wutai Mountain was permeated.

The young monk under the camphor tree pinched his fingers, and then said with a wry smile: "It's still here that should come." ”

After saying this, a deafening roar came from the mountainside: "Xuanyuan Yu, you bald donkey, roll down for Lao Tzu to beg for a beating!"

The pilgrims who were worshipping were stunned, but they knew that the reincarnation of the Dragon Venerable who was born with the name of the Dharma was called Xuanyuan Yu before he became a monk, who dared to be bold, and ran to this Wutai Mountain to call the name of the number one immortal, and the words were so disrespectful, didn't he come to smash the field, smash the Buddha's field, isn't this looking for death?

The old monks glanced at each other, with a helpless wry smile on their mouths, thinking that when the top gentleman in the capital came to the door, he took more than 50 scantily clad female donors up the mountain in one breath, disturbing people and quiet, and messing around with monks without authorization, which caused the reputation of Wutai Mountain to be greatly affected.

The young monk walked out of the temple on the top of the mountain, looked at the mountainside where he was beaten last time, gritted his teeth and jumped down.

As a result, the young monk took countless steps in one step, jumped down, and landed unharmed in front of Long Thirteen and said with a righteous face: "Congratulations to the young master Long for entering the eighth rank of the hegemon, and the little monk will come to ask for advice." ”

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