After half a month's rest, the whole Buddha city has changed its whole picture; Ostensibly thriving, there is Dharma chanting every day and night; The original Huanxi Buddha City was re-established, and it was the terracotta and horse field of the Buddha land, and the warrior monk hall; The entire Buddha City has planned 12 areas to bring the Buddha land to the center of the new era.

First of all, in the Warrior Monk Hall, the daily fighting drills against the earth-shattering shouts aroused by the Warrior Monk Hall made it impossible to stop a floating cloud above the Warrior Monk Hall; The whole ground changed from being soaked in water to become solid, like a whole rock, very tight.

In the most prosperous place in the Buddha land now, Fuyuan! A gray-robed monk is still as simple as ever, lingering in the courtyard after reciting the scriptures in the Buddhist hall; Cihang Buddha; Now the whole Buddha land is dependent; The establishment of the Warrior Monk's Hall and the issuance of Buddhist banknotes; Let the entire Buddha City change the previous black smoke miasma, at this time Cihang's eyes are restrained and bright, although the entire Buddha land has changed because of him, but the image of a living Buddha gives him great rights, and it seems that he has no rights;

"The central distribution on the Buddha land is already clear, but the Buddha land at this time can be talked about being pure?" Cihang muttered to himself, and the Bodhi seed in his hand had already been coiled and translucent.

In the shadow behind him, a voice suddenly came out, "The Buddha's causal boundary has been roughly deployed in the Buddha's land, and it seems that no one has jurisdiction over it, but in fact, the way of heaven is clear; Or the Buddha is powerful! It's just ......," the voice in the shadows said at the end, hesitating.

"Shadow, do you want to say that there is still an empty mountain temple that is still shrouded in cause and effect? Is that right? Although Cihang's eyes are indifferent, the existence of Kongshan Temple has long been regarded by him as a thorn in the flesh, although it is not painful now, but it is an eyesore!

"That's what the Buddha said!"

"You don't have to worry about Kongshan Temple, just do a good job of the twelve districts of the Buddha land, the twelve districts of the Buddha land, it can't just be these twelve districts" The gray-robed monk jumped and sat cross-legged on the head of the huge stone lion in front of the door, looking at the whole world.

"What I shoulder is not the joyful greed for pleasure, nor the small empty mountain temple, but the boundless Dharma to this new world!"

The shadow is even more excited at this time, "The Buddha is wise, and the shadow swears to complete my Buddha's grand wish"

The gray-robed monk sighed with emotion: "When a person faces the sun, he will leave a shadow behind him; You've worked hard."

The shadow behind Cihang trembled, "The Buddha said that the mission of the Buddha is to lead all beings to a place where there is the light of the Buddha, and since it is a Buddha, you must have the courage to fall into the darkness; Sink me alone, Shadow is willing"

Cihang was silent, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "I thank you for the Buddha's land, Shadow; Let's get busy first! ”

Cihang waved his hand, and the shadow behind him disappeared, flashing into the distance. Cihang's eyes were vague, and he muttered, "This empty mountain temple, the old monk is also going to climb that again!" ”

Towards the evening of this day, an old monk stepped on a pair of worn cloth shoes, crossed the West River, and walked towards the empty mountain in the distance. The word "blessed source" of the Buddha land is dim in its brilliance today.

"This empty mountain should also be empty...... the old monk's voice drifted away, and his figure disappeared into the valley.

At the top of the mountain, the gate of the temple is open, and the white-haired man sits under the willow tree of the temple and closes his eyes, and a huge white beet with horns on its head but no claws hangs on the treetops, and its dark purple tongue spits out from time to time, quietly looking out of the temple.

The sky was like night, and the white-haired young man got up and opened his eyes, looking at the gray-robed monk who had just arrived and stood at the door, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.

"Donor, do you feel okay living here?"

"I don't know if you have any advice?"

"Can you speak further?"

"It's the disciple who is rude, the holy monk, please come in!!"

The white-haired man bent down to invite the gray-robed monk into the greetings, and the white snake on the side seemed to have closed its eyes and hid on the willow tree.

Welcome guests into the Buddha hall, the original stone Buddha lost the offering at the moment, after a simple cleaning can still be able to enter the eyes, the heavy dust disappears, in front of the Buddha hall hall the man in white will be on the stove just the right tea to take, self-care and pour the tea "bitter tea in the mountains, from the early morning willow head young leaves, repeatedly delete and dry, for the Buddha in front of the dust removed, the water of boiling tea is selected from the day and night dew on the relics pagoda; It can be described as communicating yin and yang; This tea is different from the usual, the first time it is bitter and difficult to eat, the second time the tea soup is sour and astringent, the third time the tea soup is clear, the entrance is fragrant, and the sweetness of the willow buds is savored; Awakening and enlightenment is wonderful; Holy monk, please taste tea, this is really the third time tea!! ”

Mu Yi held the teapot in both hands, nodded three times for a cup of tea, and was a gentleman's gift for the tea ceremony, which was extremely exquisite;

The gray-robed monk held the teacup with both hands, and the light from his eyes made it difficult for people to feel that this was a monk, that this was a pair of businessman's eyes.

"What the donor said is good, this is indeed good tea, fragrant entrance, rare and rare" The gray-robed monk took half a cup of tea into the mouth, slowly closed his eyes and slowly opened them, with an endless aftertaste.

"The empty mountain temple is on the empty mountain, since it is a small Buddha in the temple, I am the only one waiting for Master Ananda, I don't know which Buddha is in front of me, if the words are not right, the disciple takes the liberty to ask for sin" Mu Yi saw the gray-robed monk coming, but he couldn't figure out the details, Xiaobei never mentioned that there was such a monk under the mountain, although he only closed one heart, the first ability to strengthen is the sixth sense of the heart, even if the monk in front of him is disguised well, it is also an unprovoked way up the mountain, there is no purpose.

"When the poor monk came here, he didn't dare to call the Buddha in vain, he was just a down-and-out monk at the foot of the mountain" The gray-robed monk shook his head, revealing a trace of inexplicable laughter.

The monk laughed for a moment, and his tone suddenly changed to questioning, "It's just the empty mountain temple where the donor lives, but it's really the donor?" ”

Mu Yi looked at the monk in front of him, the two looked at each other silently, and after three seconds, the two looked at each other and smiled, like old foxes in the deep mountains and old forests, testing each other.

"Hehehe, the holy monk is humorous and funny; I am honest with the holy monks! Of course, in this empty mountain temple, I am not the only one now" Mu Yi pursed his lips, and the light in his eyes darkened, "There is also a living Buddha and holy monk!" ”

The gray-robed monk ha, it seems that the atmosphere is harmonious, but it is a step by step temptation, inch by inch, the gray-robed monk goes up the mountain, the first thing he determines is whether the two children are still alive!

"Of course, there is a living creature, the snake hanging on the tree outside," Mu Yi waved his hand disapprerovingly; I didn't know that in the shadow tower, the little monk had already sung out one Confucian classic after another, and fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

"The holy monk is here just to see if the disciple is still happy? We don't know each other! ”

"The poor monk came, not only like this, but also to be a pair of discerning eyes of the benefactor and take a look at the general trend of the world; For the future of the donor, please go down the mountain to take a look and take a walk! ”

Mu Yi was blowing in the spring breeze, letting his back be soaked with sweat, but he didn't show his face, and he 'talked very happily' with the gray-robed monk in front of him!

"Please also ask the holy monk to give a lecture, and the disciple will listen to him!"