"We are who we are, from where we come from. The donors didn't see us, and that's because the donors' eyes weren't on us. One of the monks standing at the front replied.

"What and what are you replying to? If you say it, you don't say it. The Demon Camel Sword was a little unconvinced.

Molia looked at the two Bodhi trees behind the three monks, one on the left and one on the right, and couldn't help but interject and ask, "Three masters, we have thought about this Bodhi Gate and gone to that ancient castle. When you suddenly appeared and stood in front of these two Bodhi trees, did you need to pass through this real Bodhi Gate first? ”

"Eh, girl, what do you mean? Isn't the golden gate that we jumped over in front of us the Bodhi Gate? The Demon Camel Sword pulled Moliya over and asked her.

"How can this Bodhi Gate be so good? And I remember my stepfather telling me when I was a kid that each door has its own guardian. Now we see these three monks, and we see the two Bodhi trees behind the monks, so I think these three monks must be the guardians of the Bodhi Gate, and those two Bodhi trees may be related to the real door. ”

"Oh, I see. I wondered why I jumped through this third door, and I didn't see anyone. After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be just a decoration. The Demon Camel Sword laughed innocently.

"Amitabha, donor, donor, donor. This road is at the feet of the donors, and this gate is also in front of the donors. Whether the donors want to leave or stay is up to the donors themselves. The monk who took the lead said.

"If that's the case, then why are you here? It can't be just passing by and coming to see the scenery, right? Molia asked.

"I'm not waiting for anything else, just to guide the donors."

"Guidelines?" Molia and the others stared at each other with big eyes and a confused look, completely unaware of what the monk was talking about.

The monk smiled, and then together with the other two monks, began to recite the poem:

"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform.

Buddha nature is always quiet, where there is dust!

The heart is a Bodhi tree, and it is a mirror platform.

The mirror is quiet, where is the dust!

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform.

There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust!

Bodhi only seeks from the heart, why bother to seek the mystery from the outside?

I heard that according to this practice, the West is only for now! ”

"Hey, what are these three monks babbling? Do you understand? "The second monk of the Demon Camel Sword was confused, and he didn't know what they were doing at all.

"How do I know about this monk's recitation? I can't do this ancient text. Molia replied anxiously.

"They are reciting the "Bodhi Verse" of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng. The general meaning of the poem is: there is no linden tree in the first place, and the bright mirror is not a mirror stand. Buddha nature is always clear and clean, where will there be any dust?

The minds of sentient beings are a Bodhi tree of wisdom, and the bodies of sentient beings are bright mirrors. A bright mirror is inherently clean, so where can it get any dust?

There was no linden tree in the first place, and the originally bright mirror was not a mirror stand. The four are empty, how can they get into the dust?

Bodhi is just looking for the inside, why bother to seek mysteries from the outside world? In this way, you can practice yourself, and the Elysium is right in front of you. ”

"Wait, wait...... I still don't seem to understand your explanations, they told us a bunch of Buddha-nature truths, so what does this have to do with us looking for the Bodhi Gate to get out of here? Molia still looked at Yang Yichen's face with a confused expression.