The old monk recited the "Great Prajnaparamita Sutra", and passed on the power of the light gong of the dry Zen Temple to Han Xiaoyue with the help of the power transmission in the air. When the chanting ended www.biquge.info the old monk unexpectedly "passed away". In order to preserve his body, the two decided to move his body to a dark room. Han Xiaoyue tried the light skill he had just learned for the first time, and the feeling of soaring into the air made him very excited.

"Yan'er, I actually flew so high!" Han Xiaoyue said, pointing to the roof of the Tibetan Scripture Building. Long Yan nodded happily and said, "Then you can try it, can you leap freely between the bookshelves like your predecessors?" Han Xiaoyue nodded and continued to jump. However, although the jump height is no different from that of the old monk, after all, it still cannot be as light as the old monk. After jumping, he could only stay on the bookshelf for a moment, but he still couldn't achieve the realm of an old monk. Even so, he could already touch the mechanism without climbing, and his light skill level was already above Long Yan's. However, neither of them noticed that at this moment, the old monk's eyes suddenly widened.

"What are the two donors doing here?" the old monk suddenly spoke, startling Han Xiaoyue and Long Yan, and when they looked back, the old monk had already sat up cross-legged. "Senior!" Han Xiaoyue and the two gave a deep salute, "It turns out that the seniors are fine, we thought it was ......"

The old monk laughed and said, "What should I be, it turns out that I fell asleep again." Truth be told, after the 600 volumes of the Great Prajnaparamita Sutra are recited, the poor monks will always fall asleep, and they will make jokes. ”

"It's the body of the senior...... Feeling unwell?"

"Haha! It's been this problem since I was a child, it's not in the way, it's not in ......the way," he said, the old monk stood up and patted Han Xiaoyue's shoulder and said, "Unexpectedly, the donor has improved a lot of martial arts after listening to my chanting." If you encounter dangers in the future, it is very suitable to use this light skill to escape. Han Xiaoyue saluted: "Thank you seniors for teaching." It's just, I wonder if I've already passed this level?"

The old monk waved his hand and said, "Young man, don't be so utilitarian. You must know that those who can reach the level of poor monks, for a hundred years, the donor is the third person. Han Xiaoyue was taken aback: "Oh, who were the two before?" The old monk laughed, pointed at Long Yan and said: "This first person is Yan'er's father, Long Jiu; ”

"No wonder the master of Long Jiulong Village is very skilled, it turns out that he is a teacher of the Kuzen Temple!" Han Xiaoyue said and looked at Long Yan and said, "Yan'er, since your father is so good at light skills, presumably those Song soldiers in the past did not have anything to do with him." ”

After hearing this, Long Yan sighed and said, "Brother Xiaoyue, my father used all his internal strength to abolish your martial arts, and he can't escape." As he spoke, a sour feeling came over him. The old monk hurriedly explained: "Yan'er, life and death are fateful. Long Jiu is an excellent disciple of the temple and an excellent father. As he spoke, he turned around and said, "In that case, let's start the fifth test!"

The old monk turned around and said: "If you are not wise, you can't broaden your writing, if you are not virtuous, you can't set your will, and if you scatter your wealth, you can't mess with your nature." The next step for the two benefactors is to help the poor monks do the work of sorting out the scriptures. With that, he went in the other direction. Long Yan took out the fifth question as she walked, and saw that it was written: "If you are not wise, you can't broaden your writing, if you are not virtuous, you can't set your will, and if you scatter your wealth, you can't mess with your nature." I couldn't help but be secretly surprised in my heart, and handed over the topic to Han Xiaoyue. After Han Xiaoyue saw it, she was exactly what the old monk said, and she was sure in her heart that the old monk would have guidance. "What does the work of sorting out the scriptures have to do with wisdom, virtue, and wealth?" it should be quite easy!" Han Xiaoyue thought to herself, "After this level, the test is already halfway over." I don't know what time it is, but there should be plenty of time. Thinking to themselves, the three of them came to a door.

The vermilion door has been around for too long, and the red paint has partially fallen off. The old monk gently pushed it away and stepped in, and the room was pitch black. The oil lamps on the wall were lit in turn, which gave the room a little light. Han Xiaoyue could see clearly, there were bookshelves erected on the four walls of the room, and the books were scattered in the center of the room. The old monk pointed to the books scattered in the center and said, "This level is very simple, the two donors only need to sort out the books on the ground and put them in the bookshelf to declare it complete." As he spoke, he exited the room and said, "When you are done, the two donors can leave." ”

The old monk exited the room and closed the door. Han Xiaoyue looked at the hill of scriptures scattered on the ground, and smiled helplessly: "I think it will be more difficult the further I go, but it turns out that it is the opposite. As he spoke, he picked up a stack of books and walked to the bookshelf, "Yan'er, you have an injury on your leg, so leave it to me! ”

Long Yan nodded, and sat down next to the "Book Mountain". I picked out a copy and quickly flipped through it, but I saw that there was not a single word on it. I picked out another one, but it was still empty. I looked through seven or eight books like this, and all of them had no words, and I had some doubts in my heart. Maybe organizing your books isn't the key, at least not that simple. After thinking for a moment, Long Yan said, "Brother Xiaoyue, don't be busy tidying up first. You flip through these books, and there is not a word on these scriptures!" Han Xiaoyue listened, stopped, and wiped the sweat on her face: "Perhaps, this is the legendary 'Wordless Heavenly Book'!" As she spoke, she continued to pick up a stack and walk towards the bookshelf.

Long Yan saw that he didn't care, but the doubts in his heart did not subside, so he picked up three or four books at the same time and spread them on the ground to read. After looking at it for a long time, I finally found the difference. It turned out that the colors of these books were completely different under the oil lamp, and at a cursory glance, there were at least five or six colors. "Brother Xiaoyue, you see that these books are different colors, don't move them again!" Han Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, and looked carefully at the books in her hand, and sure enough, the colors were different. "Yan'er, what do you think this means?"

Long Yan raised a few books in her hand and said, "I think this requires you to place scriptures of the same color in the same bookshelf. If you look at the bookshelves again, maybe the shelves are also different paint colors. Han Xiaoyue felt reasonable, so she walked to the bookshelf and watched them in turn. Sure enough, as Long Yan expected, the four bookshelves were divided into seven different color areas. "Yan'er, these bookshelves are divided into seven color areas, it seems that these books must be divided into seven colors, why don't we distinguish the colors first!"

Long Yan nodded, and sorted the scriptures in his hand by color, and really found the seven colors of blue, red, blue, purple, yellow, green, and white.

These seven colors are the colors represented by the treasures commonly used in Buddhism: the seven-colored stone. And in the Kuzen Temple, the lamp base of the butter lamp that can be seen everywhere is also composed of these seven colors. The meanings of the seven colors are also different, and devout Buddhists summarize them as: "Blue is reassuring and calming, red is praying and making wishes, blue is blessed, purple is full of merits, yellow is increasing blessings and wisdom, green is fulfilling careers, and white is calming disasters." In order to entrust the good wishes of the people.

Long Yan assisted in stacking the scriptures in a stack of tenths or fifteen stacks, and stacked them neatly. Han Xiaoyue moved down the scriptures that had already been placed and piled them on the pile of books. Picked up the scriptures that Long Yan had sorted out, and wandered through the areas of various colors. I thought it would be an easy test, but I still made a big detour. It took nearly two hours to sort out these scriptures. At this moment, Han Xiaoyue only felt a feeling of hunger in her stomach: "Yan'er, give me dry food quickly! I'm already hungry and have no strength!" Long Yan untied the dry food bag and threw a piece of cake to him. Han Xiaoyue reached out to catch it, tore off a large piece and threw it into her mouth, and said while chewing: "I have found out that most of the so-called ten tests are manual work. ”

Long Yan shook her head and said, "I don't think so, every level is related to Buddhism." As he spoke, he held up a scripture and said, "Take these seven-colored scriptures as an example, there must be different meanings." If you and I don't understand this, we won't know the secret. Han Xiaoyue listened, glanced at it, sat up abruptly and said, "Yan'er, why didn't you give me one more?" Long Yan shook her head and said, "This one is especially special, it doesn't belong to the seven colors, but it seems that the old monk left it here." As he spoke, he flipped through it, "And it's full of words, and the preface doesn't match the afterword, so I can't understand it at all." ”

Han Xiaoyue took a bite of the cake, sat down next to Long Yan, opened the book and read it, and really couldn't understand what the book said. Not only is the text illogical, but there is not even a punctuation mark. Han Xiaoyue only turned a few pages, and then threw them aside: "The words on this book are inexplicable, I didn't expect this old monk to make such a mistake." As he spoke, he ate a whole cake in three or five bites. Seeing that Long Yan hadn't eaten, he asked, "Yan'er, aren't you hungry?" Are you too injured and have no appetite?"

Long Yan shook her head: "This injury is too painful, it is already numb, and it is not in the way." What I'm worried about is our next test. With that, he lay down slowly. Han Xiaoyue also lay beside her, looked at her and smiled, "Yan'er, you don't have to worry. We have found the law of this pass, and as long as we don't have problems in our thinking, it is not a big deal. ”

"Rules, what rules have you found?" Han Xiaoyue said with a smile: "All of these tests are related to Buddhism without exception, and every seemingly casual detail may become a breakthrough. Taking the fourth level as an example, when we thought that we could pass by simply listening to the old monk's chanting, the old monk had already passed on the light skills of the dry temple to me. In the same way, when we thought that this time we only needed to organize the scriptures into the bookshelf, we found that there was actually such a 'seven colors'. Then, when we encounter a test that we subconsciously think will be easily passed, we only need to think from multiple angles. ”

Long Yan nodded, thinking to herself: "Brother Xiaoyue has grown up so fast in just this day, and he is no longer the stunned official eunuch. I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiaoyue, what you said is reasonable. I'm afraid my body like I am not able to help you more. Han Xiaoyue waved her hand, looked at her and said, "Yan'er, as long as you are by your side, you will be the greatest help to me." As long as you are here, I can overcome any kind of difficulty. Hearing this, Long Yan was secretly happy.

Han Xiaoyue opened her big mouth and yawned and said, "Yan'er, I think it's probably night now, and the old monk has already fallen asleep." We've already reached the fifth level in one day, so there's plenty of time. It's better to go to sleep now and go out tomorrow after you have enough spirits!" Long Yan nodded and said, "Brother Xiaoyue, you are really tired today, you can sleep first!"

Han Xiaoyue followed with another yawn and said, "I'm really too tired! my body and brain can't keep up, so I'll go to sleep first." Yan'er, you are also earlier....... Rest...... Let's ......" said that, Han Xiaoyue fell asleep. After a while, there was a loud snoring. Long Yan looked at Han Xiaoyue, who was sleeping sweetly, and felt very happy. This happiness and joy have not been felt since the murder of his father Long Jiu.

Han Xiaoyue was right, now that it was almost dawn, the monks in the Kuzen Temple had already rested. Only Chi Hai still opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and was worried: "I don't know how Han Xiaoyue and the two of them will break through?" Although there are few people in the temple who have passed the level in the past hundred years, if the two of them succeed in breaking through, they will stay in the temple for a long time. What's more, Long Yan's father has also passed the test, and I have to guard against it!" Thinking of this, he turned over and lay on his side, "I have to think of a way to cause some trouble for them." Even if you can't stop it, you can't make it too smooth. After thinking about it, Chi Hai gently turned over and sat up, casually put on the monk's robe and walked out of the monk's house.

Next to Chi Hai's monk's house is Master Mingji's monk's house, and Mingji's cough in the middle of the night can be heard. Chi Hai knew that this move was not done by a gentleman, but when he thought of Mu Yaqin's entrustment, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong. I was afraid that Mingji would find out that he was guilty, so he stopped under the window and looked twice. Looking at the inside of Mingji's monastery from the outside, it was pitch black. From time to time, there was a light cough, and I must have fallen asleep. Looking back at the guest house, he saw that it was also dark in the house, and Li Jingxian must have fallen asleep, so he was secretly relieved. walked straight to the scripture building, and suddenly stood up halfway through: "No, the old monk in the scripture building has good ears, so it's too risky to go in this way!"

In the midst of this hesitation, I only heard the sound of footsteps from the inn. Chi Hai subconsciously hid in the darkness, only to see Li Jingxian walking out of the guest house. On this day, Li Jingxian was thinking about Han Xiaoyue all the time, just afraid that he would encounter danger in the scripture building. He lay down late at night, but tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. "I'm the only one to sleep in such a big bed, and I still feel stuffy when it's so empty. I complained in my heart as I pushed the door open.

"It's still breathable outside!" Li Jingxian said as he walked, then stretched his waist again and began to move his muscles. This is very bad for Chi Hai, if he stays here tonight until dawn, the consequences will be really unimaginable.

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