"Bell! Clang! Clang! The evening bell of the Liuguang Temple finally rang, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, the small temple in the mountains is so simple and mysterious.

On the vicissitudes of the blue stone slab in front of the small temple, an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes is like a stone Buddha, standing there, motionless.

When the little monk heard the bell, he knew that it was too late, but he still ran desperately towards the temple, and the master had told him that he could make mistakes but not give up.

"Whew... Whew..."The little monk's weak body was already sweating profusely, and after running for nearly half an hour, he finally arrived in front of the small temple, and a familiar figure was waving in front of him.

The little monk hurriedly clasped his hands together and said respectfully: "Amitabha, I've seen the master!" ”

The old monk asked coldly, "Do you know what's wrong?" ”

The little monk panicked, and hurriedly said: "Lingjue has already known his mistake, I hope Master Venerable will forgive me!" ”

The old monk once again angrily rebuked: "What's wrong? ”

"Psychics... Psychics... You shouldn't be greedy for fun, and you missed the time to do the evening class! ”

"Lingjue, it's been four years since you came to Liuguang Temple, and you're no longer a child of three or four years old, can't you let me save some snacks?"

Shi Lingjue was embarrassed, I am indeed five years old, and I am indeed not a child of three or four years old, but I am still a child, but Xiao Lingjue does not dare to refute the master of comet energy who is angry.

Master Comet Neng showed a trace of bitterness on his face, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Lingjue, come with me, only with heart eyes, not with mouth and tongue!" In other days, you are not allowed to tell others about this, if you let the old monk know after his death, you will break your word! The old monk will be punished under the nine springs, and he will not be allowed to rest in peace! Swear! ”

The little monk was looked at by the old monk, since he can remember, the old monk has always been amiable, at most he reprimanded two sentences, he has never seen such a posture!

"Huh?" Seeing that the little monk had not acted, the old monk said lightly: "Why don't you swear?" Hurry up! ”

What the master said is right!

Lingjue was stunned, and his tender face was full of solemnity, and the cloud: "I release Lingjue and swear, today Sanchuan can be learned, and Qingshan will be proven!" Today, you must not reveal the slightest thing that the master has told! Otherwise, it will be intolerable by heaven and earth, and the bones will be scattered! ”

Xiao Lingjue is short of words, this oath was heard from a few senior brothers, and Xiao Lingjue wrote it down! Otherwise, how would he know how to swear with his experience?

The old monk turned around and said lightly: "Very good, come with the poor monk!" Ahem! ”

"Yes!" Xiao Lingjue kowtowed, but he didn't notice it, and the moment the old monk turned around, he put a strange thorn red into his arms.

Under the sunset, the old monk's figure seemed to be a little older, but the old man's steps were indeed not chaotic at all, and he paced and led Xiao Lingjue to the meditation room!

The little monk was a little sullen when he was trained by the old monk, and remembered the past, and whispered: "Master, isn't Lingjue very useless!" ”

The old monk's body was shocked, and he asked softly, "Amitabha!" How could the Spiritual Sense have such an idea? ”

Xiao Lingjue bowed his head and said: "The senior brothers in the temple can all practice, and several senior brothers can use the great supernatural powers to benefit the township, but Lingjue is just a waste!" and not to be seen by others. ”

As soon as the words fell, he buried his head even lower! The old monk smiled bitterly: "Idiot? Do you know that the old monk and the sentient beings you said are equal? ”

The little monk was puzzled and asked, "This matter is related to the equality of all beings?" I hope the master will dial one or two! ”

The old monk said solemnly: "All beings are equal, just like the elixir planted by the teacher in the back mountain, if you plant a white ginseng seed for the teacher, you can harvest one white ginseng, but if someone else plants two kinds of white ginseng seeds, you can harvest two!" People harvest two, but I can only harvest one! Is it equal? ”

The little monk had an epiphany and said, "Master, the apprentice seems to have understood. ”

The old monk nodded slightly, Lingjue has seven exquisite hearts, and Tiangen is smart! Enlightenment is as simple as eating and drinking, but unfortunately it is not allowed by heaven... actually gave the little monk seven turns of the glass body!

Both of them are against the sky, and if you get one of them, you can become a strong person, but if you get both, the path of cultivation is three words!

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! ”

The old monk sighed secretly in his heart, and said softly: "If you have any feelings, let's take a look!" ”

The little monk puffed up his chest and said seriously: "The meaning of the master is to teach the apprentices, eat as many meals as there are big bowls, and the senior brothers will do great good deeds if they have great powers, and the ability of spiritual consciousness can do some small good deeds!" Although we all do it differently, we are equal! There is no need to worry about any gains and losses, there is no distinction between us. ”

The old monk smiled with relief, although the little monk's explanation was a bit biased, but in general there was no mistake!

The old monk said: "Don't take the good as small, don't take the evil as small!" Kindness is big or small, sincerity is good! Do you still feel useless? ”

The little monk smiled shyly and said, "Amitabha, it's a disciple!" ”

Between the two conversations, it has been to the meditation room of the master of the comet, the old monk pushed open the simple and complicated small door into the room, the house in the small temple is not big, except for the Buddhist hall, the comet can be saved, the enlightened person, only the ascetic method to Mingzhi.

The old monk led the spirit into the meditation room, at this time, the other monks in the small temple were doing evening classes, in the small meditation room, the bronze oil lamp swayed, shining on the faces of the old and the young.

"Ahem!" The old monk poured a mouthful of old blood into his chest, and it gushed out without dodging, and his body was shocked, and there was actually a downward trend.

"Master!" Xiao Lingjue exclaimed, an unprecedented sense of sadness filled his heart, his nose was sour, but tears couldn't help but drip down.

The old monk said helplessly: "Silly apprentice, what are you crying about?" Well, everyone will die! The old monk can still support it for seven or eight years! Don't worry, don't worry! ”

The old monk disobeyed his heart, and this true qi in his body had already hurt his lungs, at least one or two months, and at most half a year! The immortals are difficult to save, this is no longer human, and the old monk's vitality is exhausted.

Lingjue wiped away his tears and said firmly: "Lingjue must study medicine hard and stop being playful!" Lingjue must cure the master! ”

He was relieved, and said in a tone that saw through life and death in a human race: "Idiot, life and death are fateful, although the teacher is suffering from this amount of robbery, but you also have to see the true self, you should feel happy for the teacher, this is the Buddha is inspiring me, why force it?" ”

Lingjue is very intelligent, Lingjue is also very stubborn, his bright little eyes exude a bright light, and said: "The apprentice will definitely find a cure, I hope the master promises the apprentice to live well!" ”

Idiot! The old monk shook his head and nodded again, this child is innocent by nature, but it is not difficult to become a generation of monks, if you want to be in charge of Buddhism, how can those old immortals be easy to provoke?

Lingjue thought that the master had promised him, so he wiped away his tears!

The old monk could subconsciously pause, and then cautiously, took out an object from his bosom and handed it to Lingjue.

"Jue'er, you must take good care of this thing." The old monk said, but he didn't say what it was.

"Master, this thing? What is it? ”

Xiao Lingjue asked strangely, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.