The faces of the black-clothed monk and the white-clothed monk are difficult to match, not because the two have different appearances, but when they see it very clearly, it becomes blurry in the blink of an eye.

Li Mo even wondered if his memory had deteriorated, why didn't he remember what the white-clothed monk looked like in a blink of an eye?

After seeing this black-clothed monk, although Li Mo couldn't remember what the white-clothed monk looked like, he felt that this white-clothed monk and the white-clothed monk he saw before were probably a person, at least a twin!

Seeing that no one replied, the black-clothed monk smiled and asked again, "Female benefactor, can you sing the song you just hummed again?" ”

"Is that the song you just sang?" Wang Jing asked with a stammer.

"Yes, little monk...... I want to listen to it again! "The black-clothed monk is humane.

"So, then I'll sing it again?" Wang Jing glanced at Li Mo and Li Qingqing.

Li Mo nodded: "Sing it again!" ”

Wang Jing brewed her emotions and hummed the song out.

"I planted it in previous lives,

Constant is worrying,

The little monk turned back,

The chanting voice became hoarse.

There is no more her in this temple,

Bodhi doesn't cross her ....."

Singing wafts, echoing in this temple. Although it is a cappella, Wang Jing sings very well, with a bit of charm. Li Mo listened to Wang Jing sing this song again, and felt that this girl should have practiced, and she felt very good.

When the song was finished, no one spoke. Looking at the black-clothed monk again, he smiled with flowers, looked at the sky peacefully, and didn't know what he was looking at!

After a while, the body of the black-clothed monk faded away, and the song sung by Wang Jing was still echoing in the temple.

"The Buddha said: Dependent arising is extinguished, and dependent birth is empty. Everything in the world is empty. Only its emptiness can contain all things. This is great love! The little monk spent the first 30 years in pursuit of great love...... After 30,000 years, I said, how can there be only great love in the world? For the sake of love, I can become a Buddha or a demon, and since then I have planted a demon root in the heart of the Buddha. 30,000 years, today to see the heart. ”

The black-clothed monk completely dissipated, but left such a passage.

After a long time, Li Qingqing asked with some hesitation: "Did he say just now...... 30,000 years? ”

"It's 30,000 years, and I heard it. So much time...... What exactly did he do? How did you spend these 30,000 years? Who is the woman he likes? Can he still remember it for 30,000 years? Huang Ling seems to be a little stupid.

"The monk didn't say that he liked a woman, the so-called great love refers to all things in heaven and earth, and small love is the seven emotions and six desires of people, and this is not limited to love." Zhang Mian said.

"Don't talk about this, since you're here, why don't you go inside and put a pillar of incense? Enter the temple to worship God, do not ask for the protection of God and Buddha, but ask for a clear heart! There is copywriting here, there is an incense burner, what about burning a stick of incense? ”

While speaking, Liu Qiyu walked into the main hall first.

There is a Buddha statue in the center of the main hall, this Buddha is not like the kind of Buddha statue enshrined in the temple outside, this Buddha statue can be seen to be thin, holding a demon pestle, and the body is draped in a robe made of linen, there is no gold leaf patch, it is carved from a piece of wood, and there are cracks on it.

"I don't know what a Buddha is, but I pray for peace of mind!" Wu Kuan was the second to walk in. Then they all walked in.

Li Mo felt a little strange in his heart, and sure enough, although these people joined the organization and were also very obedient, they still maintained their respective personalities at some times!

These personalities are not good or bad, but Li Mo is not disgusted by them. Thinking about it again, Li Mo felt that maybe this was what Bai Qiming made him feel a little awkward!

Everyone worshiped the Buddha statue and inserted the incense in their hands into the incense burner. But when I saw the green smoke that burned out, it gathered together and was finally inhaled into the nose by the Buddha statue.

"This Buddha statue is interesting, carved from wood, but it can still inhale this smoke? Isn't it a living person? Li Qingqing said with a smile.

"Amitabha, life is death, and death is life. Wood is man, and man is wood; Wood is a Buddha, and a Buddha is also wood; Man is a Buddha, and a Buddha is also a human being. The Buddha does not distinguish between truth and falsehood, life and death, all things in heaven and earth, and the universe is desolate, these are all Buddhas! ”

The statue of the Buddha carved out of wood came to life, and not only spoke, but also walked down the shrine.

"Only by seeing the nature of the mind can we see the truth! But what we see is not our own mind, so the Buddha we see is ...... Nor is it your own Buddha? Li Mo took a deep breath, he vaguely understood something.

What is a Buddha? What is Rulai?

"The donor is so perceptive, he can guess the true meaning of the poor monk's words, but he is willing to enter my Buddhism?" The thin bamboo pole-like Buddha asked.

"Your Buddha is the Tao, and my Tao is also the Tao!" Li Mo said softly.

"Hahahaha...... I'm not alone! The Buddha laughed loudly.

"Seeing a mountain is a mountain, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, and finally finding that the mountain is still the same mountain. The ancient Buddha mentioned that there is such a feeling in the next! Li Mo said.

The ancient Buddha's laughter stopped, his face straightened, and he said, "Have you seen through it again?" It's amazing, it's amazing! You can call me ...... Bodhi! ”

"Is Bodhi a Buddha or not a Buddha?" Li Mo asked.

"Bodhi...... It's a tree! The Bodhi said with a smile on his face.

"Is it a tree, not a Buddha? Hahahaha...... You are not a Buddha, but a Buddha cannot tolerate you. The little monk outside is not a Buddha, so the Buddha can't tolerate him! Li Mo laughed, he had vaguely guessed something.

"What the donor said is very true, I am not a Buddha, he is not a Buddha, I am him, but he is not me. I am a Buddha, but the Buddha cannot tolerate me; He is a Buddha, and the Buddha's rules can't tolerate him! "The Ancient Buddha Road.

"So, can you teach something?" Li Mo said.

"Yes, do you want the Great Day Bodhicitta Sutra?" Bodhi Path.

"Yes, by your way, enter my door!" Li Mo replied.

Bodhi laughed, pointed his fingers, and a ray of light escaped into the sea of Li Mozhi. Li Mo subconsciously closed his eyes and digested what Bodhi had passed over.

"Qingqing, what are the bosses and this old monk talking about?" Huang Ling asked in a low voice.

Li Qingqing shook her head, she didn't understand. Wu Kuan gave some explanations: "I think the boss should have understood something, I just listened to their conversation, I have some guesses." If the white-clothed monk we first saw was a Buddhist disciple more than 30,000 years ago, then the black-clothed monk who appeared later was probably the original heart of the white-clothed monk. ”

"What do you mean?" Liu Qiyu asked. Although her strength is strong, she has no research on Buddhism, and no, those Shinto things are still interested in her after she awakens her abilities.

"Just now, the boss said, 'Only by seeing the nature with a clear mind can we see the truth!' What does this mean? Nyolai does not refer to the Buddha in mythological stories, but represents the fact itself, that is, oneself. But here, there is a deeper extension. Do you remember how we got in? It was the white-clothed monk who asked a question, is the Buddha important? Or is the heart important? Wu Kuan said.

"I remember, I didn't understand it at the time." Liu Qixiao said.

Wu Kuan then explained: "Xin, it's the black-clothed monk. And the Buddha is the ancient Buddha we see now! So, just now the ancient Buddha Bodhi said that he is the white-clothed monk, but the white-clothed monk is not him. There should be a deeper meaning to this sentence, but I didn't understand it very well. But it can be inferred that this Bodhi Temple is probably not built for the white-clothed monk, but for this ancient Bodhi Buddha! ”

"Did anyone hear any clues? I think I've met a lot of interesting people this time! Also, it must be interesting to be able to let the black clothes retreat directly, and some of the Buddhist disciples who came in front of them have never passed the level of the black clothes. Bodhi laughed.

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