Chapter 119: Ascending the Mountain

"Master, are you lying to me, are you really powerful?"

Xiao Lingjue will be suspicious, although he is already eleven years old, he has seen all kinds of situations in the world and thousands of faces in a year's support. But in my heart, I still have an elusive emotion for the old monk.

In other words, Xiao Lingjue was in awe of it in his heart, and he never really dared to figure it out.

Today, Xiao Lingjue has finally ended his life of singing fishing boats on the tassel river.

After a year of washing my heart, I finally completely suppressed the touch of qi in my body and dissipated it.

However, his hatred for those two Arhats never dissipated, and he was only temporarily sealed in the depths of his consciousness.

Even the old monk could no longer sense anything unexpected about Xiao Lingjue.

"Little forgetfulness, six years of time, five years of worldly cultivation, four seasons of people, the bodhi in your heart has been cleansed, but it is your creation, the immaculate bodhichitta, in the cultivation, will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort." The old monk said.

And Xiao Lingjue was confused and at a loss, but he felt that his Seven Tricks Exquisite Heart had indeed been greatly improved, although he did not break through the realm, but it also benefited him a lot.

Xiao Lingjue said with some hesitation: "Master, can you lead me to Puzhen Temple to practice?" The poor monk just wants to learn the skills as soon as possible and fulfill his unfulfilled wishes. ”

"Naturally, the teacher will take you into the temple today, and tomorrow, he will give the name of the disciple and announce the top and bottom of the Puzhen Temple, with the Daxiong Treasure Hall as a witness, under the eyes of the Buddha, lead you to the entrance, and make you a Buddha, Amitabha." The old monk said with a smile. A look of joy.

"Master... I can't worship your disciples..."The little monk hesitated for a moment and put forward his own opinion.

The old monk said plainly: "Since you have become my Dharma protector and have studied my breathing method, you can already be regarded as my disciple, how about you become my registered disciple?" Forget the dust! ”

"Forget the dust knows!" The little monk nodded, he knew the named disciples, sometimes the names of teachers and students, but they couldn't be publicized to the outside world, and they couldn't be regarded as real disciples.

Watari smiled, his joy came from the transformation of Xiao Lingjue, in his eyes, this was simply the most perfect transformation.

Even if he thought about it, Xiao Lingjue really did it, not only completely suppressing the demon yuan, but also getting rid of the anger in the body, but making his mind more thorough. For example, Xiao Lingjue's heart at this time, because he had seen too much, was empty in his heart, and let go of all the obsessions and reluctance in his heart in the past.

As...... A pure white piece of paper.

The heart is like a child, and only then can you get Bodhi.

This is the so-called innate Bodhi in Buddhism.

Even not only the Buddhist sects, but also the Taoist sects, as well as among the cultivators of many different sects, all attach great importance to the nature of the mind, such as Xiao Lingjue, the immaculate seven-trick exquisite mind, which is exactly what they are looking for, a kind of mind that is most suitable for cultivation.

This also happens to reflect what the old monk said, in the future, when the little monk cultivates, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

And after listening to the old monk's words, Xiao Lingjue suddenly felt extremely lucky in his heart.

"Division...... Master, what you said is true? Xiao Lingjue asked.

Suddenly, the word master spoke, which actually made the little monk's heart tremble, and he remembered the smiling figure six years ago, Amitabha, Lingjue is dead, before the revenge, the poor monk must be called forgetful dust, in an instant, the little monk sticks to his heart and looks at the old monk with clear eyes.

"The monks don't speak, and since the teacher has said it, it will be natural." The old monk said.

Xiao Lingjue was happy at first, but in an instant, he seemed to think of something, and he was a little sluggish.

"It's a pity, Uncle Li's family doesn't know where they have moved, if they know that now that I have really entered the Puzhen Temple, I must be happy in my heart.

I don't know if Brother Ping has changed his ways, but he misses it a little after so long.

Xiao Lingjue said lightly.

The old monk shook his head slightly.

"Idiot, since you have let go, why bother thinking about it, my Buddhism is paying attention to cause and effect, he raised you as an adult is good and graceful, Li Ping harmed you as an evil result, cause and effect are canceled, and the cause and effect between you has come to an end." The old monk said, his tone was serious.

Forehead......

"Does the master know about me and him?" The little monk asked a little stupidly.

"I know, I don't know what tricks you little ghost has used, then Li Ping's donor is doing well now, he finally woke up and has become a soldier in a down-to-earth manner, and it is said that he has made a lot of contributions at the border."

A glimmer of brightness flashed in the little monk's eyes, and Brother Ping finally woke up, it seemed that he had found where he really should go.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the old monk say again: "The past, let him drift by the wind." To enter my Buddhism, you must have six pure roots, and this is also for your good as a teacher. It took six years to polish this unsullied bodhichitta with great difficulty, but if you want to maintain it for a good life, you must not let distracting thoughts become tainted, and when the time comes, it will breed demons in your mind, but it will harm your own cultivation. ”

The old monk, bitter and serious, said seriously, as if he was really good for Xiao Lingjue.

Xiao Lingjue could only nod his head woodenly, without the slightest hesitation about the old monk's words.

"Okay, it's not too early, you go and clean up, and then go up the mountain for the teacher." The old monk said.

"Well, the master will wait a while, forget the dust and do it."

As he spoke, the little monk turned around and returned to the fish cabin, simply packed his package, and came to the old monk's side.

"You have so little stuff?"

The old monk was stunned, as far as he knew, Xiao Lingjue had won the sympathy of many people who didn't understand the truth in the past few years, in addition to some clothes he had given away.

Over the years, I have accumulated a lot, including clothes and other things.

And Xiao Lingjue smiled faintly, and now he is learning and selling: "Didn't the master just say that he wanted six roots to be pure?" So forget the dust, have let go, that period of the past. ”

Xiao Lingjue said with a smile, and at the end, he added: "It's you, master, and you're looking at it again." I put down all the things, but the master still cares about them. ”

Master Huineng also once taught him that diligence and thrift are the right way to keep the family, and the clothes on his body are clean, so why care about those gorgeous clothes? Those things were just flashy, like pink skulls, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And at this moment, the old monk's face became a little embarrassed.

"Amitabha, child, what you said is right, it is for the sake of the teacher, so since this is the case, let's go into the mountain with the teacher." The old monk said softly, and then before Xiao Lingjue could react more, he had already stepped out and walked in the direction of Puzhen Temple.