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Sha--- Sha –

The sound of a broom touching the ground is a bit lazy here.

A small novice is cleaning an open space in front of the Zen Zen Pavilion.

Stomp –

The little novice hurriedly looked in the direction where the footsteps came.

When the novice saw the comer, he held the broom in both hands and bowed his head slightly.

"Amitabha. Has the night benefactor come to the Scripture Pavilion to read the scriptures again?"

"Ahh Ye Ling responded, looked up at Xiao Shami, and showed a sunny smile that only a teenager can have, "Huiming, you are sweeping the floor again today!"

"Yes. The little novice replied with his head down.

"Sweep it well, and I'll discuss the scriptures with you later. Ye Ling still had a smile on her face.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Ling has been living in Zen Buddhism for a while, during this time, due to Xuan Ming's acquiescence, Ye Ling can enter and exit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at will, these little novices who sweep the floor are very envious of Ye Ling, and Ye Ling does not hide his selfishness, he will always talk to these little novices for a while, or give the scriptures to these little monks for them to read, plus Ye Ling's Buddha nature, these little novices are very close to Ye Ling, and the light that appears from time to time behind Ye Ling's head has now become a landmark attraction in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Amitabha, that little monk thanks to the night benefactor. Little Shami Huiming hurriedly saluted.

"Okay, then I'll go in first. Ye Ling smiled and walked into the Scripture Pavilion.

Behind Ye Ling, Xiao Shami's burning gaze made Ye Ling a little uncomfortable, although he was envious, Ye Ling still didn't want to feel this gaze, so he could only shake his head silently. After all, you can't let everyone come to the Scripture Pavilion to read the scriptures.

Squeak –

The Scripture Pavilion is usually not opened at all, so there will be a loud noise when this door is opened, and in recent times, the door of the Scripture Pavilion has been pushed open too many times, and this toothache has sounded too many times recently.

"Is it the Night Boy?" was when Ye Ling pushed open the door of the Scripture Pavilion, and the hoarse old voice came from the Scripture Pavilion.

"Senior, it's Ye Ling, I'm here again. Yeling replied with a smile.

"Did you finish that scripture so quickly?" the voice asked.

"I'm done. Yeling nodded, "But I'm not here to borrow scriptures this time. ”

"Well, it seems that you also know that you have read so many scriptures lately, so much that you can't digest them. The man spoke slowly, and walked out of the shadowy part of the Scripture Pavilion, this man was wearing an old gray monk's robe, his eyes were hollow, but his face was kind. Ye Ling was also taken aback when he first saw this old monk, an old monk without eyes was actually guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion here.

The old monk raised his head, as if he wanted to see Ye Ling's location.

Ye Ling hurriedly ran to the old monk, "Senior, I'm here." ”

The old monk stretched out his hand to touch Ye Ling, the hollowness of his eyes seemed to be deeper, patted Ye Ling's shoulder, and the old monk said, "Lao Ge has never seen someone so destined for my Buddha, night boy, how good it would be if you were a Zen person." ”

When Xuan Ming allowed Ye Ling to visit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the old monk said this to Ye Ling, Xuan Ming also explained Ye Ling's identity to the old monk and asked the old monk to allow Ye Ling to come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to appreciate the scriptures, although the old monk was unwilling, but also nodded and agreed.

Ye Ling sighed when he saw the old monk and said with a smile, "Senior, if you feel pity, then I am good as the spirit master of Zen Buddhism?"

"Spirit Master?" The old monk moved his empty eyes to Ye Ling's face, and Ye Ling was frightened for a while, and after a long time, the old monk nodded, "This is okay." ”

Ye Ling asked the spirit master of Xuanming Zen Buddhism a question, and Xuan Ming said that there was no one to choose the spirit master of Zen Buddhism, at this time, Ye Ling just wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect the old monk to think about this question solemnly.

"Then I will be the spirit master. Ye Ling was stunned for a moment and chuckled.

The old monk stared at Ye Ling, and his empty eyes made Ye Ling feel a little kind, "Okay, the spirit master of Zen Buddhism is you." ”

As he spoke, the old monk burst out laughing, and Ye Ling also chuckled, it was just a joke, and neither side took it seriously.

"Haha------" Ye Ling saw that the old monk was so happy, so he naturally wouldn't make a noise to disturb.

After a long time, the old monk finished laughing, with a smile still on his face, and his empty eyes became a lot more kind and kind in Ye Ling's eyes.

"Night boy, you're good. The old monk nodded at Yeling and said, "You said that you didn't come to the Scripture Pavilion to borrow scriptures this time, so what are you here for?"

Ye Ling bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "I came this time to let you give me a lecture. ”

"Lecture on the scriptures?" The old monk was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Even if the little monk Xuanming came to beg me to preach the scriptures, he didn't dare to say this, night boy, you just asked me to lecture so casually?"

Ye Ling was a little embarrassed, this old monk has a very high status in Zen Buddhism, and he has been guarding this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to know that this old monk's Buddhism is extremely profound, in addition, Xuan Ming is facing the old monk and his respect, and the group of monks who came when Ye Ling practiced the Nirvana Sutra on the top floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they are all Xuan Ming's masters, when facing Xuan Ming, Xuan Ming wants to perform the rites of the master, and they also have to salute, and they also have to salute, and meet the disciples of the sect master.

But this old monk is very casual when facing Xuan Ming, Xuan Ming's respect for this old monk is far more than those few, and this old monk's status in Zen Buddhism is also extremely high.

Ye Ling knew that it was inappropriate to take the liberty of asking his seniors to give lectures, but Ye Ling had a place after reading the Buddhist scriptures, and Ye Ling didn't understand, so he asked his seniors for advice. ”

Yeling clenched his hands into fists and bent down respectfully.

The old monk's eyes became even more hollow, and he didn't go to help Yeling, but just said lightly, "What's the problem, you can tell it." ”

"Senior!" Ye Ling's eyes burned and he said in a deep voice, "Senior, can you tell Ye Ling what a Buddha is!"

"------", the old monk stared at Ye Ling for a long time, looked up at the Buddha character in the center of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and said slowly, "Buddha, it is yourself!"

As he spoke, the old monk suddenly burst into a powerful momentum.

"Myself ... Ye Ling muttered.

"The so-called Buddha is the thought that exists in the human heart. The old monk said slowly.

And the Buddha is the one who unifies this thought. ”

"Read ... Ye Ling was a little confused, and this time he didn't understand it at all.

"Before the Buddha, there were people in the world who practiced Buddha. The old monk continued, "Do you know this?"

"I don't know. Yeling shook her head.

"Not only the Dharma, but all practices, including the cultivation of the Tao and the cultivation of demons, were created by the sages. Various races, various schools, and various methods of cultivation emerge in endlessly, however, the Buddha is the first person to cultivate the Buddha to the extreme, and then, the Buddha cultivators in the world have followed the footsteps of the Buddha and embarked on the path of the Buddha. After the Buddha's Dharma was handed down, the practice of the Dharma was handed down in several copies, and these Dharma were all borrowed from the Buddha's Dharma, or created by the Buddha, and these Dharma can be cultivated to the extreme, but ah, these Dharma are all the Dharma of the sages! Are these Dharma really suitable for the cultivation of future generations?"

The old monk's words, Ye Ling understood, every word was knocking on Ye Ling's heart, Ye Ling firmly remembered the old monk's words, this passage is also the beginning of a turning point on Ye Ling's cultivation road.

"Why is it that no one has reached this state except for those who started the Dharma?"

"Isn't this because of the change in the vitality of heaven and earth?" Ye Ling asked.

The old monk glanced at Ye Ling, "This is a small part, the bigger reason is because these methods are not suitable for us to practice, we have to follow the example of the sages, create a method by ourselves, explore, and use this method to reach the ultimate of the cultivation path!"

"And by practicing the Dharma of the sages, even if there is no great change in the heavens and the earth, we can only cultivate to the realm that the sages have reached, and then the path after that, so we have to transcend the sages, detach ourselves from the Dharma of the sages, become our own Fa, perfect the Dharma of others, and create our own Fa, or our own way is the most suitable for us. ”

Ye Ling's body trembled with excitement, creating his own method, these words of the old monk have infinite attraction to Ye Ling, a young and vigorous person who has infinite ideas and dares to think and dare to do.

"So, what you call a Buddha is your own way. ”

"Senpai!"

Ye Ling saluted again, "Ye Ling, thank you seniors for your guidance today. ”

"You... The old monk was stunned for a moment, pointed at Ye Ling and said, "You are good, you really understand." ”

"You can learn from the way of the sages, but you must be detached, and you can't follow the way of the sages. ”

"The avenue of others is always not suitable for oneself. ”

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