"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! The old monk has been observing and cultivating in my entrance for three years, I don't know how I feel? My Xuanmen is authentic, I have my own three clear and wonderful methods, I can live forever, I can fly, I can cross the Three Realms, turn over the river and the sea, no matter how bad I am, I can avoid death and prolong life, why don't you enter my door, how about the poor way to pass on your true way of immortality? Lichen looked at the old monk and asked with a smile, even if he was separated for thirty years, with Chen's careful eyes, he did not forget to add to the blockage of others. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Which pot is not opened, which pot is not opened, and when he talks to the monk about his experience as a Taoist, it is boring enough!

Unexpectedly, the old monk smiled, a little embarrassed by the ridicule of the dust, and whispered with his hands folded: "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha!" The poor monk has been cultivating in Guiguan for three years, and he has also climbed to the top of the clouds, meditated and cultivated, and has also done homework in the morning and evening. Thirty years later, it is a great benefit to still meet real people. The poor monk thanked the real person."

When he heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he had to sigh politely: "The old monk can see it, but it is a misunderstanding." You are a good talent, why are you dedicated to Buddhism! ”

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! The real person is serious. What about the Buddha? What about the Tao? Buddhism is originally a family, but there are three thousand avenues, and different paths are the same. The poor monk only has a Buddha in his heart, even if the Sanqing magic method is exquisite, but the poor monk is dedicated to the Buddha, and there is no other place to stay, the poor monk can only thank the real person for his kindness," the old monk replied.

"A vegetarian grows, a hundred years of green lights. It's only been a hundred and ten years since you died, and after you know the six realms of reincarnation, you're still not you. Mortals practice in ten lifetimes, how many people become Buddhas? The old monk really has no regrets, but he has no doubts? Lichen put away his joking mood and asked seriously.

"My Buddha, my Tao, there is nothing else in my heart, how can I complain, why hesitate?" The old monk folded his hands and replied solemnly.

After listening to the old monk's words, Lichen suddenly woke up, and his heart was full of anger.

What a spiritual void son, what a White Lotus Holy Mother! It turns out that all the calculations are here!

How can a cultivator doubt his own way? If you don't have a conversation with the old monk today, even if the matter is over, you will inevitably leave flaws in your mood. It's nothing on weekdays, but once you cultivate to improve, you will encounter demons again. I'm afraid that's why I lost my life!

Now, by chance, I finally opened this invisible lock, and all the entanglements of cause and effect have finally been untied until now. When I look back, I don't have the slightest doubt.

My heart, my way! What about life and death? What about success or failure? Since you promise to speak with your heart, of course, you must have no distractions and leave everything behind. There is only the Tao in the heart, where is there any other place for the gains and losses of grievances?

After a moment of enlightenment, he felt that he had a slight sweat behind him, which was an experience he had not had for many years.

Lingxuzi and the White Lotus Holy Mother have been painstakingly calculated, and today they have been solved so easily. While rejoicing in the dust, I can't help but secretly thank the ancestor for his blessing, and heaven is blessed!

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! What a great monk, an old Zen master! After hearing this, he clapped his hands and smiled after half a ring: "Thank you Great Monk, you and I have grievances and cause and effect, today is considered two clear, and we will not owe each other in the future!" ”

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! Good, good, the poor monk thanked the real person" The old monk did not be deceived by the dust at all, and he suffered a loss, but still smiled and folded his hands, and thanked him seriously.

"More than 20 years ago, two disciples preached here. Not wanting to be harmed by the local witch Shenhan, the skull was actually made into a magic weapon, and the soul was also detained. As a teacher, Poor Dao naturally can't sit idly by. Since the old monk came before the poor road, should he know where those people are? Lichen looked at the old monk and asked calmly.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! The world is ignorant, so it kills and kills. When the poor monk came here with the disciples in the temple, he did see that there was a temple here that was occupied by the side door. The sorcerers here are vicious and possess the magic of witchcraft. The poor monk was also injured by him. It's just that time has passed, and the people of the past have long since passed away. However, three of the remains were obtained by poor monks. Remembering that they were fellow Taoists in the Central Plains, and no one came to claim the bones, they were enshrined in the scripture hall, chanting the scriptures day and night, hoping to eliminate the obsession in their hearts and die as soon as possible. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with the disposal in his temple, otherwise, this real person who doesn't seem to be very reasonable will probably take the opportunity to find himself and others again.

Lichen nodded, but he had no objection to the disposal in the temple, although the undead of a Taoist priest asked the monk to recite Buddhist scriptures to exceed, which is indeed a bit weird! But as long as you don't have bad intentions. Moreover, his disciple has not entered the underworld for more than 20 years, and he cannot be reincarnated, I am afraid that there is really some unfulfilled wish!

Lichen followed the old monk all the way through the main hall and went straight to a scripture hall in the deepest part of the temple. When there are virtuous monks in Buddhism, they will be put into the bone altar, and the fire is to cast a golden body, or to cremate Nirvana. If there are relics left, a special tower will be built to worship them. And although the incense is endless, there are few financial resources to worship here. So when Lichen traveled all the way, he didn't see anything like the Spirit Bone Tower, but there was only such a scripture hall.

There were still a few small novices guarding the scripture hall, and they were obviously a little surprised to see the abbot lead this outsider to this place that was not open to pilgrims and outsiders.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! The old man accompanied this Taoist friend to come for the three remains in the scripture hall, so please invite them over! The old monk gave an order, and several little novices immediately folded their hands and bowed away. After a while, he brought three close sandalwood boxes. Gently placed the box on the altar before leaving.

"Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, the skulls of the three Taoist friends are here, as for the others, they have been abandoned by the sorcerer, and the poor monk has painstakingly recovered them, and now they are placed in the coffin behind. Just wait for their obsession to disappear, re-enter the reincarnation for one day, and then be buried in fit! The old monk explained with his hands folded.

Lichen nodded, quietly walked to the side of the box first, and under the flick of his fingers, the wind and clouds outside the hall changed in an instant, and a large area of dark clouds instantly covered the sun in the sky. The surroundings instantly became dark.

The yang energy is too strong at noon, if it does not cover the scorching sun in the sky, it is indeed not suitable for the yin soul to appear in the world.

The old monk stood quietly aside, secretly frightened. In the past, I only knew that the real Taoist mana in front of me was boundless, but now I finally saw what it means to "understate the changes between the wind and clouds". Even the celestial phenomena have changed so easily, where has this real person's cultivation reached?

The dust gently wiped away a little dust from the three boxes, and sighed faintly, as if remembering something. It took a long time to come back to his senses and gently open the wooden box. The three skulls inside were revealed, which had been made into ritual weapons.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Poor Dao has something to say, I want to talk to the two disciples, how about asking the abbot to stay away for a while? When Lichen turned around, he felt that the old monk was a bit of an eyesore, so he asked with a smile.

For the "shameless behavior" of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, and the matchmaker of the husband and wife making trouble and throwing over the wall, the old monk could only smile bitterly, and then sang with his hands folded: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" Sins, sins, sins. In this case, the poor monk took his leave",

The old monk turned to leave and walked away without the slightest hesitation.

Only then did he turn around, waved a few talismans casually, and pasted them on all sides of the scripture hall, isolating the entire scripture hall, and then looked at the statue of the Jizo King Bodhisattva on the scripture hall, and after whispering a sin, he shielded it with the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

After reciting the incantation, a few magic seals were punched out in both hands, and a burst of spiritual light flashed on the three skulls, and three phantoms, two men and one woman, appeared in the scripture hall.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! The disciple meets the master, and the master has no boundaries of immortal longevity" As soon as the three phantoms or ghosts appeared in the scripture hall, they saw the dust standing aside. The two ghosts were the first to kneel, but the female ghost was confused for a while, and quickly knelt down.

"Get up! Speaking of which, it is the fault of the poor road that you will die like this, and it is the poor road that should apologize to you" After finishing speaking, he really took a deep look at the three ghosts. The three ghosts were so frightened that they hurriedly stood up and cried: "It is a great blessing for the disciples to see the master again, but it is the disciples who accidentally fell into the trap of the gangsters." What is the blame for Master Yu? How can you blame Shizun. The master taught us the Tao and taught us the lessons of gongxing, but the disciples could not repay us, and now the master has come thousands of miles away, how can the disciples dare to have the slightest resentment. It's just that the disciple is now in the Netherworld, and he can't follow the master to worship Sanqing and preach the Dharma. I also ask the master for forgiveness! ”

"Hey, it's the poor road that didn't think about it back then. But now that the wood has become a boat, there is nothing to be done as a teacher. Now I can only ask, what are your wishes unfulfilled, and it can be regarded as a parting gift for our master and apprentice."

A fluttering sentence when he bought it, but no matter how many people asked for it, he couldn't ask for it. With the ability of dust, a lot can be done. And cultivators do not take promises lightly. A promise! The dust is to make up for the debt, and it can be regarded as a painstaking effort.

There was silence in the scripture hall for a moment, and the female ghost kneeling in the middle finally mustered up the courage to ask: "Concubine, can the concubine make a request?" ”

Lichen sighed and said: "You married my disciple, so naturally you are considered a person from my Xuanguang Temple, and of course you can also make a wish." ”

"I, I want to see my son, after so many years, I don't know if he is still alive, is he still doing well?" The female ghost cried and cried.

"Are you sure you just want to meet your son?" Lichen felt all kinds of feelings in his heart, and asked a little unbearably.

"The concubine has nothing else to ask for, she just wants to see her son," the female ghost nodded.

"Hey~ pity the hearts of parents all over the world!" After all, Lichen still didn't say anything, and waved his sleeves. A humanoid creature appeared in the prayer hall.

"Son, son?" The female ghost was stunned for a moment, then suddenly changed and asked a little uncertainly.

After pointing a little at the dust, Wang Daoren immediately woke up leisurely, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a phantom standing in front of him, looking at him with concern.

The door of memory opened in an instant, and Wang Daoren asked weakly with some uncertainty: "Mother, mother?" ”

A short word of "mother" can undoubtedly directly travel through the distance of time, narrow the difference between yin and yang, and finally determine that the person in front of him is his son who has been separated for more than 20 years. The female ghost suddenly hugged her son and cried loudly. It's a pity that the mother, who is a soul body, wants to hug her son, but she passes by. Where can I hold half a little.

Lichen sighed, stretched out his hand, and the female ghost's soul body immediately became solidified, and a piece of golden light flashed, becoming like a living person.

"Master, Master, this, this can be managed, for how long?" The ghost who was kneeling in front of the dust really looked at the mother and son in the reunion. That's his son, too! It's just that as a father, his feelings are always used to being hidden in his heart and not so exposed, but the slightly trembling soul undoubtedly exposes the excitement of seeing his son.

"There is a difference between life and death, yin and yang have different paths. You have also cultivated for many years, but how can it be so simple to bring the dead back to life? As a teacher, he only temporarily used his mana to help him condense a physical body, and after a stick of incense, it would disappear. The boundary between yin and yang is related to the way of heaven. How can you have such a great ability as a teacher? Lichen sighed.

The dust simply bent his fingers and flicked it, temporarily condensed the body of this family with mana, and quietly left the scripture hall for a while, giving their family a final reunion time.

Outside the scripture hall, dark clouds still covered the sky, and it looked like it was going to rain, but there was no thunder or wind. Lichen raised his head and looked at the black clouds in the sky, and suddenly remembered the glance he had not long ago before his mother parted.

This stop is the time for a whole stick of incense. Seeing that the time was almost up, Lichen shook his head, left all his thoughts outside the scripture hall and walked into the scripture hall again, but what he saw was a woman suddenly running over and kneeling in front of him crying, and kept kowtowing.

Of course, Lichen knows why this woman is like this, and of course he can understand her "pity" heart. But Lichen couldn't agree, and he didn't dare to agree, so he could only pretend not to see, and looked at his disciple, Wang Shuang, Wang Daoren's father.

As soon as Wang Shuang saw his wife like this, he immediately hurriedly followed and pulled his wife up.

"Wang Shuang, you still have a chance to ask. What do you want, you can say it now" Lichen shook his head and asked unhurriedly.

"I, I..." Wang Shuang immediately knelt on the ground when he heard this, and he didn't know how to speak. Seeing this, he still doesn't know what he wants to ask for?

When Lichen made a promise, he guessed what their husband and wife might want? I didn't expect that the two of them would really ask for this.

"Say it! That's all the teacher can help you. Since then, the end of yin and yang has been two generations of people when they meet. You and I are trying to get to the end, what else is there not to say? Lichen sighed.

Wang Shuang shook his head and said: "The disciple can enter the master's door in this life, his wish is fulfilled, and the dog is guilty of his own sin, how can he be with others?" The disciple had nothing else to think about, and asked Master to bring the bones of our family back to my hometown and bury them next to my parents. Our brother is not filial in this life, and he has failed to fulfill his filial piety. When I arrived at Huangquan, I was reunited! ”

Lichen was stunned for a moment, and asked again with confirmation: "If you don't say it, the teacher will help you do it." How do you want to waste such a great opportunity? ”