Hearing this, Qu Xin shrank back, pursed his lips, and didn't dare to speak.

I watched her pitiful movements, and suddenly a trace of displeasure arose in my heart. Then, I touched her head lovingly and said, "I don't want to enter any avenue at all." Being able to accompany Qu Xin and live this life well is the best ending for me. ”

When the words fell, Pu Zhi shook his head disapprovingly: "Hey... It's another pair of infatuated men and women, sooner or later there will be a time when you will regret it. "Saying that, turning around is not a chance for us.

After half a ring, He Ling and Mu Feng walked in from outside the door one after the other. Observing the expressions on the faces of the two, they are diametrically opposed. The former looked relieved, obviously relaxed. The latter, on the other hand, had a gloomy face and a sad face.

Mu Feng lingered at the door for a while, obviously extremely reluctant. But after touching He Ling's gaze, he still stepped forward, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Puzhi three times, and respectfully called the master.

Seeing this, Pu Zhi seemed to be relieved, nodded with a smile, and responded again and again.

I heard that the old abbot of Lingchan Temple heard that Master Puzhi was going to accept apprentices again. In the afternoon of the excited day, I hurriedly ran over. Yelling to see what kind of genius he had received this time.

Maybe he was too excited, and when he stepped into the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he tripped over the threshold, and the whole person fell to the ground on all fours. This fall is estimated to be really not light, and people have not made a sound for a long time.

Everyone was also stunned by this situation, and the room was silent for an instant. After half a ring, I heard a wail from the person lying on the ground: "Oops, I'm really going to die." That bastard built this threshold so high that he fell to my death. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Pu Zhi rolling his eyes on the side, and opened his mouth with a speechless look: "This is really embarrassing, master, holder, senior brother." At that time, it was your bastard's order, and what else did you say, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the most precious place in this temple, and it must be strictly guarded against. You deserve to die. ”

Hearing this, the man coughed dryly a few times and got up from the ground with a crawl. smiled at everyone with a kind face, and asked, "Ahem, may I ask who is my new junior nephew?" As he spoke, his eyes kept looking over us.

The person in front of him looked like he was in his early forties, tall and tall, with a kind face, which made people unconsciously feel a little good.

But judging from Pu Zhi's words, this person should be his senior brother, the abbot of Ling Chan Temple. No matter what, he must be seventy or eighty years old this year. But how does it look, it seems that he is more than a generation younger than Puzhi.

Either he's just too well coarsed, or he's not human at all. Otherwise, it's too fucking incredible.

However, he didn't know what was going on in my mind at this time. He stepped forward with a smile on his face, reached out and patted me on the shoulder with a satisfied face, and said, "Yes, yes, he is indeed a very talented young man." ”

When everyone saw his move, they were a little confused.

Seeing this, Pu Zhi on the side stepped forward and slapped his hand.

showed that expression of hatred for iron but not steel, but this time it was at his senior brother: "Can you open your eyes for me a little wider, your nephew is here?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Feng who was standing aside.

Hearing this, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly became gloomy and said, "I said, junior brother, the level of your disciple acceptance is really getting worse and worse." ”

As soon as he heard this, Pu Zhi was also unhappy: "I said that you are an old immortal, how can you speak." I think you're just disrespectful to the old. ”

The abbot was not angry, and still smiled: "Non-yes, non-yes, where do I have no respect for the elderly." ”

"Look at you, obviously you are an old man of seventy or eighty years old, and you look like a young man in your thirties and forties all day long, what are you not disrespecting for the old?"

"Amitabha, what you said is not right, junior brother. Everyone has a love for beauty, and I am also ...... brother."

"Go, go, I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you." Pu Zhi waved his hand and stopped him from talking.

Then, he turned to look at us and introduced: "He is the abbot of Lingchan Temple, my senior brother, and the monk Fuxian. ”

When the words fell, the abbot was just about to say hello, but he was pushed out by Pu Zhi: "Don't say anything about me here, hurry up and get out, and prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony for me." ”

Everyone looked at each other, all with puzzled faces.

Pu Zhi also seemed to see everyone's thoughts, and said: "That old immortal, don't be fooled by his appearance. It looks well-dressed and full of morality. In fact, he is a well-dressed beast with different appearances and appearances, Sven scum. ”

Early the next morning, several of us gathered on the platform. A group of well-dressed monks sat on the futon below with their hands folded.

After half a ring, Puzhi and Fuxian walked up in yellow robes. Mu Feng followed behind the two.

Because he was accepted as a lay disciple, the rules were already much less. However, the ceremony continued for nearly three hours.

Mu Feng knelt on the futon and folded his hands in front of his chest. Looking up at Pu Zhi who was standing in front of him, he listened to the teachings: "From today on, you are a lay child in my temple, known as Guangyin. We must remember the precepts of my Buddhism, the three refuges, the five precepts, the ten virtues, the four precepts, and the six degrees. ”

"The three refuges are: taking refuge in the Buddha, taking refuge in the law, and taking refuge in the Sangha."

"The five precepts are: do not kill, do not steal, do not commit adultery, do not lie, and do not drink alcohol."

"The ten virtues are: not killing, not stealing, not committing adultery, not lying, not gossiping, not double-tongued, not evil-mouthed, not greedy, not resentful, and not evil opinions."

"The four shots are: generosity, love language, benefit, and colleagues."

"The six realms are: generosity, vows, patience, diligence, meditation, and prajna."

......

Qu Xin whispered to me on the side, "There are some precepts that should be obeyed by official disciples of Buddhism, right?" And it stands to reason that Mu Feng is just a lay disciple, how could his Dharma name be the same generation as Guangyuan. ”

Hearing this, I nodded at her and replied, "Not bad." And you look at Fuxian, he doesn't seem to have the slightest doubt or dissatisfaction with this matter. It's really worth looking into. ”

In the evening, I went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion alone to see Puzhi.

When he saw me coming, he was not surprised. He put down the scriptures in his hand and said, "If there is anything you want to ask, please tell me directly." ”

I sat on the futon opposite him, nodded and asked, "Don't you dare to deceive the master." I'm here tonight for two things I don't understand, and I want to ask you. First, it's about Mu Feng. Did you find out what trouble he was going to have, so you had to take him as a disciple? ”