The legend of the rivers and lakes, don't mention Shmo, a thousand gold and a promise!

He said that if he did not fight, he would never fight with Boudrosso.

Near the sea, Budroso's fat slap ignored the distance, snapped, and slapped on his senior brother's shoulder: "Senior brother, between you and me, why do you still say such uncommon words? When you return from meritorious service, the next abbot of Da Lei Yin Temple will not be your chief disciple!"

"The abbot, the abbot in the Great Lei Yin Temple, will stay in the same place forever, even if it is as big as the Indian Ocean, it is not what I want. It's better to make a small raindrop that can land in the mainland. The implication is that the sea can only become pure when it rises out of the sea – and the same goes for the human heart.

He continued: "Senior brother, don't worry, I am all about Buddhism and martial arts, and as for the chores of managing the leader, I don't know anything about it, and I won't have any interest. Do you have anything else to do with me? ”

We all know each other, and no one will rush to find each other just to say goodbye, there must be something else.

"Okay, we don't need to talk about anything else, it's Master who asked me to find you and pass on his Dharma, saying that it's just goodbye, seeing it or not seeing it, there is no difference, I don't have to say goodbye to him again, Master He is going to retreat tonight, enter the meditation for 72 days, and once again experience the meaning of the Sutra of the Majābhara Prajnaparamita. "When it comes to Master, even Budraso is solemn.

Don't mention Shima listened, straightened out his clothes, restrained his voice, turned sideways to the northwest, faced the direction of the Da Lei Yin Temple, upright, and thanked him: "Master, your virtue is far and wide, and the disciple will definitely not disappoint your teachings when he goes, and show this heart, heaven and earth coexist!"

Quietly waiting for the senior brother to show his heart, Budraso did not lose his solemnity: "Senior brother, the master still has a lot of trust!"

"Senior brother, please show it on behalf of the master!"

"Master instructed you to go to Shaolin Temple, return the book on behalf of the master, and send this "Magabhara Prajnaparamita Sutra" back to Shaolin Temple! There is also a copy of the volume, which is a record of Master's experience in understanding this scripture, and in return, I ask you to take it to Shaolin with you. This "Magabhara Prajnaparamita Sutra" was borrowed by the Master from the Shaolin Abbot Ben Venerable Master when he was placing an order at the Shaolin Temple three years ago. You take it and put it away. ”

A square yellow silk package appeared on the big hands of Boudrosso, with a length and a half feet, a width of one foot, and a height of half a foot. As soon as the package appeared, Boudrosso's body sank, and under the pressure of the invisible weight, his gray and white shoes were finally wet by the sea.

Budraso finally broke the convention, holding the yellow silk package, step by step, crossed the distance he had always maintained from his senior brother, and walked to the shore.

Betishmo was not waiting on the shore, he solemnly stepped forward, and before his wave-splitting leg strength touched the sea, he teleported out, and between him and Budraso, a flat waterway half a meter deep and three meters wide was formed, and the waterway was as flat as a stone, and the water was not rippling.

The moment they met, it was moonlight**, and the sky seemed to suddenly retreat to dusk.

This dusk, how many dusk scenery is like the sky falling, and like the yellow spring under the blue fall, dyeing the sea frontier, becoming the golden background of the yellow silk package handover ceremony.

Although there were only two people at the exchange ceremony, the crowd was like hundreds of millions of soldiers marching up to witness.

Close to each other, both stand and stand.

Budraso's arms were halfway stretched forward, and Beatishmo stepped forward with his hands to his chest, and the tips of his four fingers were on his fingertips, and the wrapping was as if he was moving on his own, and without hurrying, he slid from his brother's hand into his brother's hand.

As if he had handed over the entire dusk, the pressure was relaxed and half an inch higher.

Not to mention Shmo's waist, not only was it not lowered, but it was raised by an inch.

What he received was the high hopes given by the master.

Isn't the high hope given by Master a powerful force!

The package was taken, and Shmo, without mentioning it, took it into his arms. He is to be put into his own bosom.

Budroso hurriedly stopped: "Senior brother, wait, Master has instructions, this book is not trivial, it must be verified face to face, it must be opened to heaven and earth, it must be undeceived, heaven and earth are proof, and it is only nine out of ten." ”

Don't mention Shmo, without saying a word, the yellow silk wrap appeared in his left hand.

His left hand is the essence of turning the tide, his arm is like holding a baby, and his palm is like Tuo Taishan.

The five fingers of his right hand are lightly stretched out, and the Buddha's flowered fingers are tied to the golden ribbon.

The golden ribbon wrapped in yellow silk is knotted with the unique thousand-layer lotus knot of this door, and the lotus is reluctant, interspersed with each other, and it must be untied with the superior hand of the Great Compassion Chiba and a thousand Buddha fingers.

Don't mention Shmo, the five fingers of the right hand fly with the bamboo leaves, the right palm is like a lotus flower opening and closing, the hook is even ** piercing, knocking and clicking to pull, the fingering of this door is as fast as a shower, and after a while, the ribbon is untied.

Huang Aya is also the wrapper method for entering my Buddhism. Don't mention Shma's fingers, which seem to fan the wind and ignite the fire, but in fact it is the hand of the Buddha who purifies the wind and smoke.

Huang Aya untied it, there was no bookcase, and a ten-volume apricot ancient book was neatly stacked.

Written on apricot-colored silk paper, embroidered with black gold thread and a line of Tianzhu characters: "Mahabhara Prajnaparamita Sutra"!