This time, even Shifang didn't know the origin of these two sentences, "Master Jingnian, what do you mean by what Xiao Yuanwai said about the Buddha?" ”

Jing Nian was stunned, and when he heard the questions of the ten directions, he said enviously: "This is a very high Buddhist saying, from the "Jiataipu Lantern Record Volume 18", a thousand rivers have water and a thousand rivers and moons, referring to the moon as Buddha nature, and a thousand rivers are like sentient beings, rivers are not big or small, and there is water that is the moon; There is no distinction between high and low people, and some people have Buddha nature. The Buddha nature is in the human heart, omnipresent, just like the moon shining on the river, reflecting everything. Any sentient being, as long as he has the heart to learn Buddhism, he will have Buddha nature, and any river, as long as there is water, he will have a bright moon. "Xiao Yuanwai, after all, I was wrong, you are right, the Buddha can purify sentient beings, as for the three can't and three no, just because some sentient beings don't need it, it's not that they can't be saved. I know the meaning of this Buddhist verse, but I can't confirm my feelings or experiences at all. When will you be able to reach this height?

"Master, what about the latter sentence?"

"There are clouds in the sky: there are clouds in the sky, and the clouds are the sky, as long as there are no clouds in the sky, then the sky will naturally be blue. Heaven can be regarded as the Buddha's mind, and clouds are material desires and afflictions. When the troubles and material desires are gone, the nature of the Buddha's mind will naturally appear. Shifang, do you know that the predecessor just now is really a very high Buddhist cultivator, I am afraid that he has reached the stage of transforming into an ordinary person, this time he entered the world, it should be to wash the Buddha's heart, and cultivate to a higher level, if I am not wrong just now, that predecessor has already succeeded in turning into a mortal. ”

Is it? Shifang's heart eased a little, and he began to carefully recall the process of his master's transformation into an ordinary person. Gao Feng's outpouring, what the meditation master saw, plus some of his own experiences, all kinds of fragments slowly completed in his mind.

He arranged for himself to come to Gao Feng's side and became a poor porter, but he was an outsider with countless family fortunes, presumably, Gao Feng's people were his confusion. With the heart of all sentient beings, step by step with wealth to realize the wishes in their hearts, although they go farther and farther, but the confirmation of their hearts is more and more profound.

After experiencing it, you will understand. As Dong Hai said, the heart baptized by wealth is more comfortable. But as a porter of suffering, Shifang is not nothing, because the foundation of everyone's feelings is before wealth. During that time, poor but warm.

Master's plan began; My own experience also began.

Next is the trap on the fairy island, which lures out the naked human nature, greed, tyranny, vulnerability, but more emotional, fearless, bloody, Fang Dao's gratitude to Qian Sen, the helplessness of being a soul, General Guo's self-determination with a knife, and the wisdom of refining the heartless, however, they are all gone, and in the end they are only empty.

I was lucky to survive, and I have been fighting wits and courage with that severed hand for a year, well, it should be more appropriate to be abused by all kinds of circumstances, and under all kinds of coincidences, I was really lucky to get out of the cage. At first hearing the invasion of the Devil's Dao, with a faint hope, with a meager strength, he sat on the empty stone with a trembling conscience and firmness, and now I think about it, I have a kind of emotion.

The god of luck once again favored him, and he was involved in the netherworld alive, Meng Po's guidance, "Dharani Sutra", all kinds of life of all kinds of souls, is the moment of his real growth, he slowly understands that those souls are not telling stories, but a vivid life.

Then, it was Taiping Village, seeing the confusion of the ignorant villagers, thinking that the help they had done their best to get unfair treatment, and in a puzzled way, they were slowly ignited by Wu's predecessors. Compared with Master, can I understand anything more from this Buddhist verse? It's just that his understanding can't be concrete.

In the confusion, I heard the nagging of the meditation beside me: "There are actually two more sentences in this Buddhist verse, that is, 'a thousand mountains are in the same month, and all households are spring'." ”

Shifang was even more at a loss, he had learned all kinds of things about the master for five years, but he didn't have the master's thousand-year-old understanding, there was obviously something in front of him, but he couldn't grasp it. can only be repeated sentence by sentence: "Thousands of rivers have water, thousands of rivers and moons, thousands of miles of cloudless and thousands of miles of sky ......" In this eagerness, the back of his head was actually in a hurry to burst out of the incomplete Buddha halo.

Jing Nian beside her was taken aback, and just wanted to remind, but she was suddenly shocked by the coercion from the sky, she raised her head with difficulty, and found that a Buddha palm composed of a golden phantom above her head slapped quickly, and that appearance became bigger and bigger.

After the golden Buddha palm passed by himself, with a dull sound, there was no figure of Shifang around him, and at the same time, Xiao Dafu or Master Jiuzhan scolded angrily in the sky: "That's my Buddha, you feel a fart!" ”

Jing Nian looked at Shifang who was slapped into the ground with a palm, her face was pale, and her heart was full of horror: What a ruthless heart, what a ruthless means, the next step is herself.

"Uncle's! I'm in a hurry. Shifang pulled out of the pit, shook off the dust all over his body, and then smiled at the stunned Jing Nian.

How could there be nothing at all? Jing Nian was a little stunned, the power of the palm just now, under the lock, she couldn't move at all, she had a hunch, if it fell on her body, I am afraid that if she didn't die, she would be seriously injured.

"Master Jingnian, I'm sorry, the monks don't speak, but the master is mortal, I can't interfere as an insider, so I have to be careful, and I hope the master will forgive me. By the way, we are the Bodhi Golden Body, that is my master, the Dharma name Nine Lamps. The Ten Directions performed a Buddha ritual in meditation and explained.

"The Bodhi Golden Body?" Jing Nian said excitedly, "The most legendary Buddhist cultivation sect, although it is a single lineage, but it is brilliant from generation to generation, by the way, your Dharma name is Shifang, is it the tenth generation?" ”

"Exactly." This is the first time I have heard outsiders' comments on the Bodhi Golden Body, and I can see that my status in the cultivation world is really not low, and Master really didn't lie to me.

Jing Nian's mind was blank again, she couldn't imagine that Master Jiulan, who had a Bodhi golden body, would be the same person as Xiao Dafu, who begged him to worship himself as a teacher, and he actually refused, even if he felt that Xiao Dafu was indeed very Buddha-like at that time, but he still refused, the reason was that you were ugly.

In the spring breeze, there was a mess.

Not only Jing Nian, Dong Hai was also confused, and tried his best to chase a drunk, but he actually caught up with the sky, and his mother was gone, who can tell me, what is the situation? Also, what was that golden palm just now, how did it slap Shifang into the ground, I didn't have time to cry twice, and the girl actually jumped with a hippie smile. What's wrong with the world? Damn, I really drank too much.

Gao Feng and the others were also stunned, and in the end, several of them looked at each other, today's wine seemed to be very strong......

However, there is one person who is excepted, and that is Bai Ru.

Although she also can't accept today's events, the person who disappeared is her husband, where did he go? Because of the husband, he read through the Buddhist scriptures, so he faintly saw that on the husband's body, there seemed to be a golden shadow, like a Buddha. Bai Ru's eyes were sour, the crystal tears were clear, and she had a feeling that her husband would never come back.

stared at the air in a daze, remembering the days with her husband......

He was born in a Qinglou, although he is a Qingqi person, but Bai Ru knows that it is just a means for his mother to collect money, when he satisfies the appetite of men, his worth will naturally rise, and Guangming Town, although it is remote, but the most important thing is the rich.

But he still fought hard. She didn't know how long she could last. Yes, I was born in a green building, but it does not hinder my fantasies, if one day, I meet a person who really pities me, I like him, he just likes me, how good would it be? But is it possible?

The first time I met my husband was in the Qinglou, he asked for the most ordinary cup of tea, but ordered five tunes. The husband is a little fat, but his eyes are clean, even with scrutiny. I knew that he was really listening to the tune, and after listening to it, he only said one sentence: "It's a good song, but it's too sad." ”

It's funny, the song he ordered is a sad song, does it make me laugh and sing it, and when I sing it, I can't help but think of myself, so that day, it was indeed a little sad.

A few days later, my mother came to my room with a happy face, and when she talked about the sky-high ransom money, she always danced and praised me for my good fortune, but how did she know my mood?

Who is it? Thinking of those benefactors with lewd and evil smiles in the past, my heart felt sad.

But that's my reality.

How is he? That chubby outsider? Why, you want to marry me? Although he was a concubine, his wife had been dead for many years, which meant that I was his only wife. Inexplicably, Bai Ru felt a little relieved, especially when she saw the condition that Xiao Yuanwai gave herself: she would not have the same room.

Qinglou, who is from an unbearable background, no matter how much he has a reverie, he can't resist the snub of reality, isn't our best destination like this? The mansion that is enclosed in the depths of the house, lives cautiously and humbly.

But Bai Ru didn't expect that she was married from the main gate by the eight sedan chairs, and the thin red hijab blocked her tears, but she couldn't block her sight.

She understands that this is given to her by Xiao Dafu, and this is happiness. She thought that she would do her best to repay him, from a humble background, and she had tasted the heat and coldness of the world, but she still had a fiery heart of gratitude.

After marriage, the two respected each other like guests, and Bai Ru knew from Xiao Dafu's conditions that his identity only needed a wife, a nominal lady, this was all his value. So she always quietly accompanied him, silently watching him, he likes Buddhist scriptures, after entering the Buddhist hall, he stayed quietly aside, stuffy, open a window to cool the breeze, the tea is cold, add a cup of tenderness, the green light is dark, pick a room of light, so quietly accompany, it's good. Isn't this what is often said, you, the green lantern Buddha scroll, me, the red sleeves add incense. Thinking of this, Bai Ru would always blush, especially when her husband came back to his senses from the immersed Buddhist scriptures and said, "Hey, why are you here?" She would always smile contentedly.

Bai Ru is very sure that she likes this chubby outsider, because she likes it, so she accommodates, it's not that I just like what you like, but what you like, and I'm willing to like it, and then I really like it. Therefore, when the husband is busy, the Buddhist hall has become a place he often visits, and reading Buddhist scriptures has also become a happy time.

I like him, so I seem to be dissatisfied, and I quietly and secretly scolded myself for not being ashamed, and after a few temptations, I pressed my restless heart gloomily. Am I at fault? Shaohua is fleeting, youth is easy to grow old, how many of the most beautiful moments does a woman have, longing for her husband's favor, is it wrong?

That night, her husband entered her boudoir for the first time in a delirious state, and she burst into tears.

God treats himself so well, he should be content, but Fujun has already become his own heaven and earth, he left suddenly, how should I deal with myself?

Tears flow into death, and wounds flow backwards into rivers......