What a high-ranking monk, how can you see:

The eyebrows are like snow, and the beard is dyed by frost. Five fingers are long and vertical, and the ears are broad and the shoulders are lowered. The Buddha beads are held in the hand, and the robe is colorful. Statue of the Venerable of Compassion, a true arhat in the mountains.

Wang Xin looked at the monk and whispered to Wang Lun: "Brother, this is Master Zhizhen!" ”

Wang Lun quietly appeared at the end with everyone, and in order not to disturb this piece of Qing Xiu, several people could walk very lightly. Except for the old monk who was sitting on the stone platform and preaching to everyone, almost no one else found it.

However, the old monk didn't seem to notice Wang Lun and the others, and just taught slowly as usual, and there was nothing abnormal.

At this time, Wang Lun suddenly found that in front of him, at the end of the monks listening to the lecture, there was a man, about twenty years old, dressed in a green shirt and tied in a bun, who did not seem to be a monk, and seemed out of place with the monks in the audience.

When Wang Lun saw this, he also stepped forward softly with Wang Xin, and sat down on the ground not far from the man, and began to listen to the scriptures.

As soon as he sat down, the man in the green shirt found Wang Lun beside him, and then glanced at Wang Lun.

Wang Lun saw the other party's gaze, and just smiled and gestured to the other party. Seeing this, the other party only nodded slightly, and then shifted his gaze to the front again.

Seeing this, Wang Lun didn't care, but also began to listen carefully.

"All places. Everything is in the middle of the moment. Thoughts are not stupid. Walk in wisdom. That is, Prajna. A foolish thought is like a desperate thought. A thought of wisdom is a ...... of life."

Wang Lun listened to the scriptures recited from the mouth of the old monk not far in front of him, and couldn't help but suddenly remember the time when he was brainwashed by an old monk in his previous life.

During that time, although he did not know the use of the Buddhist scriptures that the old monks often recited, he could not help but be exposed to them. At this time, I was in love, and I suddenly recalled the bits and pieces of my previous life with the old monk.

In an instant, Wang Lun couldn't help but slowly close his eyes, listening to the sound of the scriptures, but his heart was like a somewhat calm lake, and suddenly there were ripples.

"If the land arises and dies, like water with waves, it is called this shore. There is no life or death when leaving the country, and if the water always flows, it is called the other side. Hence the name Parami! ”

The old monk on the stone platform at the front preached slowly, although the speed of speech was a little slow, but it was like a twilight drum and morning bell, striking people's hearts, and the gratifying noise dissipated, and I couldn't help but immerse myself in the sound of this piece of Buddha horn and sutra.

At this time, Wang Lun, the past kept coming to mind. The various aspects of the previous life, especially the time spent living with the old monk, passed through my mind like a movie.

Practice three dogs in summer, practice three nine in winter, night and day, practice martial arts and self-cultivation!

Outside is the sound of Buddha horns, and at this time, Wang Lun's heart is not the same. Throughout his childhood and most of his youth, he listened to the old monk lecture to him countless times, and he was constantly immersed.

Although the Buddhist scriptures recited by the old monk at that time were extremely obscure to him at that time, he was as smart as him, and he couldn't help but remember a lot in the constant repetition of what he heard, and it was deeply engraved in his mind.

With the old monk's explanation, Wang Lun's inner turmoil gradually calmed down, and then his face couldn't help but show a look of understanding, and he couldn't help but speak, repeating with the old monk's voice:

"You don't live inside and outside, you can come and go freely. It can get rid of attachment and get to it without hindrance."

When the words fell, Wang Lun's heart seemed to have some enlightenment, and a light suddenly rose in the center of his face and forehead, and then there was an indescribable warm momentum on the whole person's body.

At this time, the old monk in the stands saw the changes in Wang Lun's body, and suddenly couldn't help stopping, an incredible look appeared on his face, and he said with some horror:

"This ...... This is...... A flash of inspiration? ”

The monks saw that the old monk in the stands, who had always been colorful and unfazed, suddenly stopped, looked behind him with a look of horror, and all followed his gaze to the rear.

Suddenly, Wang Lun became the focus of the eyes of all the monks in front of him.

Many people's eyes suddenly showed a look of blame. After all, it is a blasphemy against Buddhism for someone to dare to interrupt the lecture of the person in the stands on this solemn occasion today. Such a person who preaches the scriptures in such a disorderly way will surely sink into the sea of misery and find it difficult to attain liberation.

At this time, the men in green shirts and Wang Xin on the left and right of Wang Lun couldn't help but look at Wang Lun beside him.

They didn't understand what was going on on Wang Lun, why they only felt an indescribable momentum rising from Wang Lun's body before, and then emanating from it.

Vaguely, although the momentum is not shivering, it is like a spring breeze.

And at this time, Wang Lun's previously closed eyes had also been opened, and everyone could see that everyone's eyes had converged, Rao was Wang Lun, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned, he didn't even know what was going on.

Before, he was immersed in the past, listening to the old monk's earnest lectures, only to feel that there was suddenly something enlightened in his heart, and those things that he didn't understand when he was a child suddenly became clear. Even, Wang Lun had a feeling that he was like a butterfly that had broken out of its cocoon, and had been reborn.

Wang Lun knew that it was his state of mind that had broken through. The mood has broken through, which means that his strength has risen to a new level.

"I don't want to be a donor, but I am a person with great wisdom! Rare, rare! ”

The old monk Zhizhen on the stone platform looked at Wang Lun, then nodded with a smile on his face and said.

"It's really a sin for the juniors to come uninvited and disturb the master's cultivation!" Wang Lun saw the old monk say this, and hurriedly said respectfully to the monks in front of him with his hands folded.

Hearing Wang Lun's words, the old monk shook his head slightly, and said with a smile that seemed to be pointed: "It's not the wind, it's not the flag, the benevolent heart moves!" ”

"Master don't say that, it's just a pain in the face! Wang Mou is a rough man, how dare he make a mistake in front of all the masters! Wang Lun said with a sincere face again.

At this time, the man in green shirt beside Wang Lun was secretly looking at Wang Lun, and he was also curious about Wang Lun's identity.

He naturally knew what kind of person the white-eyed and white-bearded old monk on the stone platform was, and since he entered the temple for more than a year, he had never heard the other party praise people so much.

At this time, the old monk with white eyebrows and white beard slowly got up, and then bought a leisurely stroll, and walked slowly towards Wang Lun.

It's strange to say, looking at the old monk's old state of the dragon clock, there is no trace of stagnation when walking, although the activity is a little slow, but the spirit is strong, and the eyes are full of energy. Seeing that the old monk came down from the stone platform, the few great monks who had been closest to him also got up, and then followed the old monk to Wang Lun.

"Meet the Master!"

Wang Lun saw that the other party came to him, and immediately bowed down to the other party.

"I can't do it, I can't help it", the old monk with white beard and white eyebrows saw this, hurriedly smiled and bent down, and motioned to Wang Lun and the two of them to get up with both hands.