Chapter 17 Bodhi Temple
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In the north corner of the academy there is an artificially dug artificial lake, which is not deep, but it is very clear, and there are schools of swimming fish, but you can see it clearly from the path next to the lake. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info this is called Yingtian Lake in the outside world of Hubei, but in the academy, it is jokingly called Dean Lake by the students of the academy.
Because in the middle of the lake there is a serious attic, with spires and layers of cornices, and the four views are the same. And in this attic lived a person, an old man, who lived the pillar of the academy, the dean Chen Pingzhi.
The most bizarre thing is that the attic is surrounded by Yingtian Lake, but there is no road to the outside of the lake. Therefore, there must be few people in the entire Yingtian Academy who can enter this attic, so the residence of this dean is extremely mysterious in the eyes of ordinary students.
There are six floors in the attic, there is a corridor outside the lower four floors, five or six can be used as a lookout hall, look at the attic from afar along your Yingtian Lake, it is really a bit of a feeling of fairyland in the water.
At this time, the current owner of this attic was sitting on a peach chair that looked quite old, squinting his eyes and calmly looking at the middle-aged man standing in front of him and bowing down.
"Oh, that kid made such a big move?" the old man seemed to smile, and the two walnuts in his hand made a coughing and coughing sound.
"Yes, teacher, are you sure you want to accept him like the Heavenly Palace?" The middle-aged man hesitated, his cheeks twitched a few times, and he didn't seem to want to say it, but in the end he asked.
"I know what you're worried about, but you have to know what the purpose of the Heavenly Palace is, it's not an imperial weapon, it's still part of the cultivation world. Then what reason do I have to refuse him? The old man sighed and continued: "It's just that this kid has been a little anxious lately, and he is too anxious to get our attention. β
"But......" The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but was stopped by the old man's hand.
"You've been getting too close to Your Majesty lately. The speed of the two walnuts in the old man's hand suddenly increased, and his voice became sharper.
When the middle-aged man heard this, his forehead was instantly filled with beads of sweat, his legs weakened, and he knelt in front of the old man with a plop.
"Teacher, I ......" The middle-aged man didn't know how to explain it.
"I didn't prohibit you from contacting the royal family, but you should know that once a cultivator has too many thoughts, he will not be calm, so it will be more difficult to progress in the realm, which is why there are very few people in the imperial cultivation group who break through the realm of knowing the subtlety, your roots and bones can, don't forget your original intention of entering the Heavenly Palace, and lose your heart. The old man sighed, as if he was a little tired, put down the two walnuts coiled in his hand, and pressed his temples gently.
The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and said in a low voice, "Disciple remembers."
"Get up, man has gold under his knees, and don't kneel down without moving. By the way, there's one thing you need to do yourself. The old man seemed to suddenly remember something, and then hurriedly commanded.
"Teacher, please speak. β
"You go and show me these days to check where Xing Jianqiu, that old guy, has been in the past two days. I'm going to dig three feet into the ground to find him, and tell me what he's been up to lately. β
"Yes. The middle-aged man respectfully took the order and left.
After the middle-aged man left, the old man slowly walked to the edge of the four-story attic, closed the wind-blown window tightly, and muttered to himself: "It's rare." β
The reason why the world calls the country of Buddha is not because the land is really inhabited by the Buddha, but because the local people regard the Buddha as their belief and regard the purpose of Buddhism as the law of words and deeds, so it is called the country of Buddha.
The Buddha said: All beings are equal. Therefore, of course, there is no worldly emperor in the Buddhist country, so Putuo Temple, which is regarded as the origin of Buddhism by the disciples of Buddhism in the world, has been crowned by the world as the leader of Buddhism.
Putuo Temple also lives up to expectations, no matter how the dynasties in the world change, how fierce the war is, it rarely affects this pure land of about 500 miles, and the world is praised.
And the Buddhist temples on the land of 500 miles illuminated by Putuo Temple are blooming like mushrooms after a rain, counting about 300 more, and are called "300 temples of Buddhism" by the world. "No matter how small the village or hill, you can find the figure of the Buddha, and the disciples of Buddhism live in harmony with the common people, and it is peaceful.
Putuo Temple is located on the Ancestral Buddha Mountain, which has a stone statue of the Buddha that is more than eight zhang high above the size of the Buddha, lifelike, ingenious. Legend has it that the Buddha once sat here, so there is a Putuo Temple.
The ancestral Buddha Mountain is not high, but there is a faint mist in the woods up the mountain, the main hall of Putuo Temple and several side halls in the distance. Looming at the end of the fog, it looks extremely solemn and beautiful, as if the real Buddha kingdom has descended on the world.
The architecture of Putuo Temple is not as magnificent as the ancient Buddhist temple, but it has an inexplicable attraction and affinity.
"Hurry up and let me in, I have something to report to the master. "Outside a quiet hall not far from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there is a little Shatuo who is only eight or nine years old, although the little Shatuo looks a little naΓ―ve, but he is wearing a white monk's robe that can only be worn by the second generation of disciples of Putuo Temple, obviously this little Shatuo's identity is outstanding.
The two janitors in gray monk's robes had bitter faces, looked at each other helplessly, and said mournfully: "Little uncle, the master is in retreat, and the master has told us not to let anyone disturb us, so don't embarrass the two of us." Obviously, the dignity of the backup made these two monks who were obviously older than the white-clothed little Shatuo, who was many years old, tiptoe a lot.
"I don't care, I'm going to see you, you get out of the way. Xiao Shatuo saw that he couldn't discuss it, so he had to deliberately put on a straight face, pretending to be angry and said. But on that childish face, it makes people want to laugh.
The outstretched hands of the two of them were also unnaturally drooping, but thinking of the stern expression of the master, they both shivered, and resolutely raised the hands they had put down.
"Uncle Xiao, don't make trouble, we are different from you, the master will scold us when he gets angry, we haven't been in for a long time, but we can't afford it." The two monks sighed and glanced into the distance from time to time, hoping that some uncle would appear by chance and rescue the two of them, but the person they were waiting for in their hearts never appeared.
"Hmph. Xiao Shatuo seemed to be really angry, he put the hands that pretended to be old behind him behind his back, and his right hand became a claw, but the palm of his hand instantly burst out with a bright golden light. The momentum on his body also changed, and the whole person seemed to be in turmoil.
The two monks saw each other's fear in their eyes, and they trembled nervously for a while, because they really didn't know if the little uncle in front of them would really make a move when he went crazy.
"Clear. "If Lin Ji could see the golden light in Xiao Shatuo's hand, he would definitely jump up in surprise, he was only eight or nine years old, but he had already reached the watershed realm that could distinguish his cultivation talents, this was really too surprising, could it be that he had started practicing since his mother's womb?
The other monks of Putuo Temple also thought the same way when they first met the abbot's closed disciples, but after a long time, they became accustomed to it, because their cultivation talents are different, and compared to this little uncle, they are talented.
"Fa Xuan, don't be presumptuous. A majestic voice came from the sky, and the faces of the two monks were full of joy, but at this time, they changed to Xiao Shatuo and began to tremble.
"Big ...... Big...... Big brother. The tone of anger changed for a moment to that of a child, but the speed of the change in tone made the two disciples in front of him who called him a little uncle.
A middle-aged monk who was quite old came after the words, worthy of being a Buddhist monk, full of honesty and compassion, and instantly diffused.
"What are you looking for a master?" The middle-aged monk was obviously not angry, and there seemed to be a hint of pampering in his tone, without a trace of boredom.
"Fa Xuan went down the mountain today, saw that the villagers under the mountain were more than half a hundred years old but still carried water and ate, born in the Buddha country, but life was miserable, Fa Xuan was puzzled, and came to ask the teacher, forgetting that the master can answer for Fa Xuan. β
Xiao Shatuo put away his childish face, and instantly turned into a Buddhist monk to investigate the mystery of Buddhism, which is a little enviable.
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