The two experiences made Li Changan understand the true meaning of stepping into the Red Dust Avenue.

Three thousand causal flowers are the right way!

Although Li Changan only has three flowers now, as long as he knows the method, the speed in the future will inevitably be much faster.

Despite this, the number of three thousand is not too much, and it is not too much to say less.

Under Li Changan's deliberate control, he chose to carry a somewhat 'dangerous' identity every time, just to be able to wake up as soon as possible.

In the blink of an eye, twelve years have passed.

In the past twelve years, Li Changan has incarnated countless appearances, men, women and children, geniuses and mediocre talents.

He was once given a cup of poisoned wine by his newlywed wife to die at the wedding banquet, and he was also a wicked woman, pointing to Sang and scolding Huai, and the ten-mile long street was full of the name of Widow Li.

I have seen all kinds of things in the world from the perspective of old age, and I have also experienced joys and sorrows and human sufferings as a child with a yellow mouth.

Red dust, red dust, red dust everywhere.

......

West Desert, Huikong Temple.

Compared to the endless battles in the other four domains, the Western Desert seemed more peaceful.

In the Western Desert, Buddhism prevails, and when you walk to a place at will, you can hear the voice of Buddha and listen to the teachings of high monks.

Yes, this is more like an out-of-this-world place, where there are battles, but far less than the other four realms.

A small monk came to Huikong Temple last year, who was stupid and stupid, and even had difficulties in conversing with people normally.

It's not that this little monk is really stupid, it's just that every time I talk to him, I always say the wrong thing and answer the wrong question.

The little monk is nameless, and the abbot Master Kuxuan gave him the name of enlightenment for convenience.

In the entire Huikong Temple, except for the abbot, almost no one can chat with Wutong for ten rounds.

Every time I talk to him, I either don't answer, or I will ask back, or the bull's head is against the horse's mouth, and some people who are monks can't stand this kind of torture.

On this day, Huikong Temple was unprecedentedly lively, because a major event happened.

The six precepts of the Buddha of the Great Buddha Temple preached in various temples in the West Desert, and today it was finally the turn of this relatively remote Huikong Temple.

It is also a place of Buddhism, and there is also a specification, compared with the Great Buddha Temple, Huikong Temple is like the difference between a remote mountain village and the royal capital.

The Buddha of the Six Precepts came to preach the scriptures, and even the 'village chief' of Master Kuxuan had to be taken seriously.

"Wutong, remember for a while, think more and understand less talk. Master Kuxuan reminded.

I wasn't too worried in my heart, although Wutong couldn't communicate with people normally, as long as no one talked to him, most of the time Wutong was meditating, and no one knew what he was thinking all day.

Hearing this, the little monk with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes replied: "Master, what year and month is this day?"

Master Kuxuan was used to the strange answers of the little monk, and in the entire Huikong Temple, he was the only one who could communicate with Wutong Jingxin.

In the heart of Master Kuxuan, Wutong is not stupid, on the contrary, he is extremely talented, but he is just covered with dust, and he only needs to meditate and just brush away the dust and let go of the treasures.

How can a person who is good at thinking can be stupid?

It's just that the enlightenment is very different, it's just that ordinary people can't keep up with his four-dimensional jump.

"Tonight is 69 million and 70 years old. ”

"Master, what is a human being?"

"A stroke is a person. ”

"Master, why am I here?"

"It's fate. ”

“......”

The monks were not surprised to see that the abbot and Wutong were chatting energetically.

Since Wutong entered Huikong Temple, such a scene has happened every day, and they can even feel that Master Kuxuan is more concerned about this stupid Wutong than all the other monks.

Reciting a few words of Amitabha, the monks retreated to prepare for the six precepts of the Buddha, the monks do not need to be very grand, but there must be one Buddha altar.

Not surprisingly, at noon, the six precepts of the Buddha arrived.

Single and barefoot, holding a Zen staff, there is a Buddha light wrapped around the body, as if there is a Buddha sound.

"Amitabha!" the monks of Huikong Temple chanted.

"Amitabha!" The six precepts are also a return gift.

All the monks were saluting, making one of the little monks with clear eyebrows but no movement very conspicuous.

Seeing the face of the little monk clearly, Liujie's heart was shocked.

I never thought that after the ancient ruins were goodbye that day, we would see you again today.

And that's how we meet.

After a deep glance at the little monk Wutong, Liujie boarded the net altar prepared by Huikong Temple and began to preach.

In the rest of the world, the longest of the six precepts is only three days and three nights.

But this time in the Huikong Temple, it stayed for more than a month.

Every day, there will be a lot of monks to ask questions, the six precepts are answered one by one, the Dharma is profound, and its attainments are far above the master of Kuxuan.

But what puzzled the monks was that the Buddha of the Six Precepts would ask the little monk Wutong a question every day.

In Wutong's eyes, there is no Buddha abbot, all living beings are the same, and the answer is as strange as ever.

In this regard, Liujie was not annoyed at all, but seemed very happy, and had to chat with the little monk Wutong for a long time every day.

A month has passed, and some monks can't hold back their curiosity.

Master Kuxuan is like this, and so are the six precepts of the Buddha, saying that there is nothing strange about this enlightened little monk, and they don't believe anything.

I guessed in my heart, this is not the reincarnation of Shakyamuni?

Hearing the confusion of the monks, the six precepts recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said: "Neither is it, Wutong is a distant guest, and my Buddhism should treat it with courtesy." ”

Isn't he a Buddhist?

The monks are a little confused, Wutong has entered the Huikong Temple, why is it called a distant guest?

Maybe the only one who understands it better is Master Kuxuan, he has already seen that the little monk Wutong is not a fish in the pond, and he will come to Huikong Temple for some reason, but when he understands it, it is the time to leave.

Giving him the Dharma name Wutong is also an expression of Master Kuxuan's blessings.

May his wishes come true.

"Wutong, listen to the scriptures for a month, can you get something?" asked the monk of the six precepts with a smile.

The little monk who was wandering the world below suddenly came back to his senses and looked around in a daze.

For his appearance, the monks were not surprised.

Wutong didn't hear what the six precepts asked, but it didn't matter, he never cared about it.

Put your hands together and salute: "Buddha, is the mortal dust weak?"

As always, answer the question.

The monk of the six precepts is also very familiar with his style, although every time he takes the initiative to ask, but in the end he is solving the doubts of the little monk Wutong, once or twice or out of politeness, but he can persist for a month.

It shows that the six precepts are as sweet as food.

Hearing the question of Wutong, Liujie pondered: "Fei Ye, strong and invincible!"

Hearing this, something surprising to the monks appeared.

The little monk Wutong didn't answer the wrong question, but for the first time in the world, he began to discuss this issue.

This should have been a normal development, but it fell on a person who never played cards according to common sense, and suddenly it was normal, but it felt strange everywhere.

Wutong seemed to have an understanding, and said, "What is the solution?"

"Amitabha, every leaf of dust can also cover the sky, and An can talk about it as weak?"

As he spoke, he walked down from the altar, picked up a dead leaf under the tree, turned back to the little monk, and put the dead leaf on the little monk's glasses.

In an instant, there was darkness as far as the eye could see.

Although it is different, it does cover the sky!

The little monk Wutong took off the dead leaves, clamped them between his fingertips, fell into deep thought, and stopped speaking for a long time.

Liujie returned to the pure altar and sat down, sighed, and said: "Time is also fate, today's little monk, willing to be Youtanhua, in order to help the deceased, the merit is complete." ”

The monks were puzzled, but they knew that it must be related to enlightenment.

Buddha, has a reason with enlightenment?

"Buddha, what is Youtanhua?"

"There are flowers in front of the Buddha, famous and excellent, a thousand years of buds, a thousand years of buds, a thousand years of flowers, a snap of a finger thanks, an instant of beauty. ”

With the attainments of the six precepts now, it can already be seen that the deceased of this side is carrying a large number of cause and effect flowers, which are 2,999 kinds.

Three thousand is consummation, which coincides with the number of three thousand years of reincarnation of Youtanhua, which is his opportunity and the opportunity for enlightenment.

The monks didn't know what to do, but they didn't know how the Buddha should incarnate Youtanhua, and they listened attentively.

But seeing the light of the Buddha of the Six Precepts, he condensed a Buddha finger and pointed at the little monk below with murderous energy.

Don't say that it is the monks present, it is the abbot Master Kuxuan, in the face of such a finger, his complexion has changed greatly, and he has a heart but is powerless.

However, just when everyone thought that the little monk had no other way but to disappear.

Sudden mutation!

I saw that the Buddha pointed at the center of Wutong's eyebrows, but he couldn't go deep into the slightest.

The little monk with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes has changed greatly in the blink of an eye!

The top of his head was shiny and reflective, and his black hair was thick, and he was draped in an instant.

There was no confusion in his eyes, and the essence was shining, as if a touch of stunning sword intent of time flashed.

When I gazed again, I only felt infinite vicissitudes, as if I had gone through the years and witnessed the vicissitudes of the world.

There are 3,000 flowers blooming behind him, clustering the boy.

Every flower is a life!

In the present tense of the last Youtanhua, the monks were among them, and they sensed the breath of enlightenment, and also the breath of the six precepts of the Buddha.

The three thousand causal flowers bloomed for a moment, and the young man's mind converged as soon as he moved, looked at the six precepts, and sighed faintly.

The six precepts folded their hands together and recited: "Amitabha, Master Li, don't come unharmed." ”

The young man returned the salute and said, "Thank you!"

With that, he rose up and went straight into the sky.

Twelve years into the red dust, today, into the Tao!

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