Although this monk is sloppy, his cultivation is not weak, and he is in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Yi Cheng didn't care about it, this is clearly a wine and meat monk, with only good wine in his eyes, and he knows his mood there.

"The master doesn't eat fasting and reciting Buddha, and he comes to the restaurant to sigh a pity, I don't know what is a pity?" Yi Cheng asked quietly.

"Wine can't be in the stomach, but it is a tribute to the deceased who can't drink it, life and death are impermanent, life is not happy, death is not bitter, but you use this wine to do this useless thing, isn't it a pity!"

This sloppy monk is slightly fat, and the food is good, but at this time, he can see that Yi Cheng is paying tribute to his ancestors.

When Yi Cheng heard this, he was stunned, this monk is not a bad person.

"The ancestors naturally want to pay tribute, but if the master wants to drink, it doesn't hurt for me to invite you." Yi Cheng is a bold character, although this monk is sloppy, but Yi Cheng can see a trace of extraordinaryness in his words and deeds.

"Ha Lu haha, the donor is really merciful, it's not in vain that my great monk comes out, man, come and fill my gourd, and the wine money is counted as this donor!" The sloppy monk is not welcome.

The guy who was called seemed to be the monk who knew the way, took the gourd handed over, and said with some hesitation: "Filled?" ”

"What nonsense, let you fill it up, you fill it, wine jar this kind of wine!" The great monk pointed to the wine on Yi Cheng's table.

When the guy heard this, he didn't dare to go down to pour wine, but looked at Yi Cheng.

"Fill him up, just this wine!" Yi Cheng said to the guy.

This is a greedy monk who uses a space magic weapon to pour wine, not to mention that it can also pour a hundred and ten jars of spirit wine, but Yi Cheng is rarely a donor today, and he doesn't care about these tens of thousands of spirit stones.

The guy saw Yi Cheng speak, although he knew that Yi Cheng was cheated by the monk, but he had already reminded Yi Cheng that he let himself pour it, and he couldn't rely on himself when he checked out, and he sold dozens of jars of wine, and his commission was also a lot of income.

The guy went down to pour wine, but the big monk sat opposite Yi Cheng, unceremoniously poured himself a glass of wine, and then said to Yi Cheng: "Come on, let's have a drink, I and the donor hit it off at first sight, as the saying goes, wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, and today we will not get drunk and not return." ”

Yi Cheng smiled bitterly, this great monk really doesn't treat himself as an outsider, he is more like a host than himself.

However, this is also a monk who knows how to drink, Yi Chengke doesn't care whether he is a wine and meat monk or not, he drinks with this monk three glasses and two glasses.

Although the body of the cultivator is strong, it does not mean that he will not get drunk, this Buddha drunk Jinshan is a strong wine, but the two of them drank three or five times without the slightest feeling.

This monk was also a little surprised by Yi Cheng's amount of alcohol, and originally had the intention of playing Yi Cheng, but at this time he really wanted to drink with Yi Cheng, but this wine jar had bottomed out, which made the great monk feel depressed.

"Bring me two more jars of wine, man!" There are fewer than a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, and when he meets someone who can drink, Yi Cheng is also more interested.

"The donor is really refreshing, this drinking is to find someone like you!" The great monk said happily, this is not a compliment.

If you're with someone who can't even drink to your heart's content, it's really humiliating.

Nan Hao had already woken up at this time, although he didn't know how the monk drank wine with Yi Cheng, but he still dutifully added wine to the two.

The two jars of wine soon bottomed out again, Yi Cheng and the wine and meat monk talked about it but was strong, originally Yi Cheng was just a general view of the wine and meat monk, just looking for a drinking friend, but this deep talk, but found that although the monk drank wine and ate meat, but really responded to the sentence: wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha left in his heart!

This monk's perception of Zen has benefited Yi Cheng a lot, so the more he talks, the more speculative he becomes, and he actually has the feeling of meeting and hating each other.

And the monk was originally a wine and meat monk who played the dust and regarded the precepts as floating clouds, but he was born with wisdom and extraordinary understanding, and the more he chatted with Yi Cheng, the more he felt that this monk was not simple.

Although Yi Cheng's cultivation is not high, his knowledge is not lower than that of any Yuan Infant Monk, and he also has a trace of understanding of the Heavenly Dao, so he can naturally discuss Buddhism with this monk.

Through conversation, Yi Cheng knew that the monk Dharma name Huineng was a disciple of the Hui character generation of Xixuan Temple, and he was less than three hundred years old, and he was also regarded as an outstanding one of the Son of Heaven in Xixuan Temple, but he did not cultivate the skin and only cultivated the Buddha's heart, so he was not treated by the elders in the temple, and was assigned to this Jinshan Courtyard as an elder.

Since then, Huineng has been even more reckless, exchanging all his spirit stones for fine wine, and often rubbing some strange monk wine to drink.

Over time, he was called a drunken monk, but because he didn't dare to offend Xixuan Temple, and this drunken monk only rubbed some wine, and had no other evil deeds, he didn't care about him, but he hid away when he saw this drunken monk.

Today, Yi Cheng didn't recognize this drunken monk, and even pushed the cup with him to change the lamp, which made those monks who saw this scene laugh at Yi Cheng's stupid hat and were deceived by this drunk monk.

If Yi Cheng knew what these monks thought in their hearts, they would definitely say that these people have eyes and do not know gold and jade, and they can hear this drunk monk preaching Zen to themselves, not to mention drinking dozens of jars of wine, even if it is hundreds of altars, thousands of altars are worth it.

I don't know how many jars the two of them drank, in short, they drank the spirit wine of Jincui Pavilion and almost ran out of stock, so they left unsatisfied.

When Yi Cheng paid more than 100,000 spirit stones, the shopkeeper and the guy asked Yi Cheng to come back next time with a smile on their faces.

Yi Cheng stood outside the store, watching and muttering as he walked:

There are thousands of hardships and difficulties in the world, and it is just idealism.

Many greed, hatred, hatred, love and hatred are all illusory.

The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Buddha has left in his heart, I am free, hahaha

Lord Yi, next time we will continue to drink

Yi Cheng sighed, thinking about what Hui Neng said to himself when he left.

"Yi Shizhu, you and I fall in love, there is something I have to tell you, this killing is against the harmony of heaven, the more killing, the heavier the anger on the body, the more powerful the catastrophe will be, you have to resolve the anger on this body as soon as possible, I really haven't seen such a deep anger as you in the Dan period, Amitabha, how many lives have you killed?"

"Dispel the anger!" Yi Cheng thought that Master Yuan had told himself about this anger back then, and after so many years, Yi Cheng's anger was only ten times heavier than at the beginning.

Yi Cheng was also faintly worried at this time, if this anger only enhanced the difficulty of surviving the catastrophe, Yi Cheng didn't care about it, but according to Huineng, this anger would subtly change the monks' hearts, making these monks' murderous intentions heavier and heavier, and eventually becoming violent and cruel.

Yi Cheng didn't want to become a murderous demon one day, so he planned to find a suitable set of Buddhist kung fu to resolve his anger during this time.

A monk with a high level of Taoism can also help people resolve his anger, although Huineng has the heart to help him, but Yi Cheng's anger is too heavy, and Huineng's own strength is not enough to help Yi Cheng resolve it, so he can only rely on Yi Cheng himself to take his time.

As for the Buddhist exercises that can dissolve anger, there are very few in Xixuan Temple, and Huineng does not have it, so he can only rely on Yi Cheng's own chance.

Back at the inn, Yi Cheng meditated and thought: Hey, one more thing!