Closed the door of the hall and came out, Bai Song was still so angry that he gritted his teeth and his hands and feet were cold, and he swallowed more than a dozen condensing pills before he slowly calmed down, looking at the window carving outside the porch in front of the hall, he hesitated for a while, thought about it for a long time, and still felt unwilling, and crushed the medicine bottle in his hand and was about to turn around and return to the main hall, but saw a young monk standing in the far door hole and looking at him coldly.

"I haven't seen you for decades, you can't recognize me, I'm Bai Song!" Bai Song's pupils shrank slightly, and he had already stepped in front of the monk, and said with a smile on his face: "Come on, let me take a good look at you." Laughing, he was about to step forward and pat the monk on the shoulder, but found that the moon-white monk's robe on his body was surging, like a dragon diving in the abyss, so he had to put down his hand with a dry smile.

"This coat is so beautiful, so good... When I was outside the temple gate, I thought, I wonder if my eldest brother still remembers my younger brother, you see, you see, isn't this coming to see me?

"The bhikshu Buddha Zen is no longer anyone's brother, Song Shi has spoken. The young monk named Buddha Chanhe said, looking coldly at Bai Song's strange body, and a trace of imperceptible loneliness flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, is this physical body? It's a long story, it's just a cultivation experience, you have already understood Bodhi, and you don't mind thinking about it," Bai Song's eyes were sharp, and he laughed in a low voice: "Don't mention me, big brother, look at you, now that you have cultivated Buddha to the realm of the Supreme Three Jewels, it's just... What about my grandmother? Is she a Buddha too? Where is it? I'll see you. ”

The eyes of the Buddha Chan and the immortal finally loosened a little, and there was a trace of anger in the cold eyes, but the words were still peaceful: "It's been sixty-seven years, and today, sixty-seven years later, Lord Song Shi thinks of his grandmother." “

"More than sixty years? haha... Look at me, the wanderer has a hard journey, and the rivers and lakes will not be bad for half of what Yongnian said.

Buddha Zen and his eyes were slightly raised, and he pressed and pressed again with Zen Buddhism, but he still didn't seem to hold back, and there was a trace of anger in his words: "Grandmother left a long time ago, and my grandfather went with my grandmother after a year, and he wanted to see you when he left, but unfortunately I was the only one there to send him to the old man." What about you? What else have you done after being a lonely soul and wild ghost for so long?" Buddha Chan and seemed to open the memory that had been sealed for many years, and the last question even used the dragon elephant of the Buddhist family, Bai Song did not notice it, but the floating clouds in the sky were shaken away, and after a long time, Buddha Chan and Cai said slowly: "I remember that you once had a Taoist couple. ”

"There are couples? Hmph! Of course there are, and there are more than ten! Now that I have become a Jindan, there are even more, one there, one here, and one day I may be happy to accept a nun! Come on, continue to say the law, and let me nod my head on this stubborn stone. Bai Song smiled, his eyes had become cold, and he looked up and down at the Buddha Zen.

"You think you are better than me, you stand on a high place, you have become a Buddha! Everywhere you think that I am despicable and unscrupulous, if you don't want to be trampled to death by others in Deshan, where we grew up, you are a robber in addition to being a monk! You have met a master, you have met a chance, I tell you white radish, don't think that you are cleaner than me, we were all in the soil back then, and my road is much more difficult than yours!"

Buddha Chan folded his hands, silently closed his eyes, and heard Bai Song continue: "Speaking of grandfather and grandmother, I stayed behind to take care of them when you were taken away by the master of Guang'an Temple, I was only fifteen years old that year, a broken grass house, a fifteen-year-old boy and two old people. But I chose to stay, the reason why you became the current monk is because you were cowardly and did not dare to choose the path I did back then!

Hearing this, the Buddha Chan and finally couldn't help it, and the surrounding suddenly chanted the Buddha Lang Lang with wisps of light, and a huge Arhat stepped on the entire temple, slammed his fists into the white pine, and smashed the white pine into the blue brick ground. Not to be outdone, the black mangs around Bai Song's body skyrocketed, and his two-handed knife arms appeared, and he cut off Luohan's two silver arms with a brush, and kicked Buddha Chan and his chest, and kicked Buddha Chan and into the corridor.

The two stared at each other angrily for a while, as if they wanted to vent the anger in their chests, and there was a great chaos in Guang'an Temple, and all the novices surrounded the white pine with a hula, and they did not dare to make any moves, only the morning breeze in the courtyard blew through the leaves. After a long time, Buddha Zen and Cai looked away and waved his hand to signal the novices to retreat.

"The bhikshu Buddha Zen and Zen are no longer anyone's brothers, and the Lord of the Song Shi forgive me. After finishing speaking, Buddha Chan slowly helped Bai Song up, and continued: "The little benefactor you brought, the poor monk will recast his physical body with the golden body of Arhat, and it should be okay in the future. After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Bai Song alone to stand in place in a daze with tears in his eyes.

Liao Yun lay quietly in the main hall, the blue-gold light on his forehead flashed and witnessed everything outside the hall, and only when he saw the door of the hall open, did he take a third look.

"The little donor can't move the Dharma in vain, the poor monk is not good at Buddhism, I'm afraid that if there is a mistake, I came to ask. The Buddha and the footsteps dragged a bright lamp to Liao Yun's bed, and then said: "The poor monk knows that the little donor has witnessed everything, and now uses an Arhat golden body in this temple to heal the little donor's body, okay?"

Liao Yun smiled, raised his face and stared at the Buddha and said, "Master Dharma is exquisite, it is not difficult to see that the injury on my body is caused by your brother, in this case, why does the master still want to help me?

"The little donor suspected that I had him, and the poor monk didn't dare to make a mistake, so he thought of another way to cure the little donor, but before that, I asked the little donor to listen to the poor monk's past, okay?" Seeing that Liao Yun's nervous demeanor relaxed slightly, Buddha Chan and Cai smiled slightly: "Back then, when I first left Deshan and entered Guang'an Temple, the master only let me practice Buddhism, and did not let me practice supernatural powers. ”

"So one night, I sneaked into Master's meditation room with the intention of stealing a scroll of Buddhist supernatural powers, but after turning over all night, none of them were cultivation, and when I was about to quietly retreat, Master turned over and sat up, and asked me, 'What? Can't you find what you're looking for? Master saw that you had been working all night in vain... In this way, Master has a volume of "The Great Arhat Wheel Dharma Collection" on him, you can take it. ’“

"At that time, I was overjoyed to hunt and ran back, only to vaguely hear the master say behind me: 'It's a pity that the master can't give you the bright moonlight. After speaking, Buddha Chan stared at Liao Yun with blazing eyes, and did not say anything more.

Liao Yun had no expression on his face after hearing this, and only after a stick of incense did he stand up from the bed and replied, "Thank you, Master." ”