"Master, there are so many scriptures, let's carry them back and spread them all over the world, aren't we spreading faith for that old guy who comes to Rulai?"

At the foot of the upside-down Ling Mountain, the second senior brother couldn't help but complain to Tang Sanfu while loading the scriptures into his storage space.

Hearing this, Tang Sanfu shook his head and chuckled.

"All appearances are false, and if you see things that are not appearances, you will see them as they are."

The expression on the second senior brother's face was stunned.

"Master, can we speak openly?

Old pig, I slept in the school back then, what you said.... I don't understand! ”

Looking at the appearance of the second senior brother, Tang Sanfu couldn't help but kick him.

"Go back and make up for the lessons, it's a shame for you to say that you are the apprentice of a poor monk."

kicked the second senior brother, but Tang Sanfu still explained to the second senior brother.

This sentence is a sentence in the Buddhist scriptures, and the explanation given by the Buddha is that the teacher will not say it, but will say his own explanation for the teacher.

As soon as the teacher says this, you just listen to it. ”

Seeing that the attention of the apprentices fell on him, Tang Sanfu organized the language.

In the teacher's view, this sentence means that everything in the world has its own appearance, but what you see in your eyes is only a appearance.

When you are able to realize that the appearance is not what is not, when you can see the truth under the appearance of the object, it is the day when you see the true result of cultivation. ”

The second senior brother nodded thoughtfully, "But.... Master, does this have anything to do with us picking up scriptures? ”

Tang San's funeral: "......"

Another kick landed on the second senior brother's buttocks, "What the teacher means is that everything has its appearance, how can what you see be true?"

There is nothing in the world, but the world is ..... There is a Buddha. ”

At the level of Tang San's burial, the height he stood at was different from that of people, and his vision was naturally different.

In his view, both the Buddha and the Tao are just a way to find the Tao.

There is no right or wrong, right or wrong between the Buddha and the Tao, and it is actually the person who explains the understanding of the Buddha and the Tao.

This world, as it comes, has become a legend, in the illusory Lingshan Holy Realm, not sad, not happy, not unforgettable.

He is the origin of the Buddha and the belief of the Buddha, but the Buddha will no longer be his Buddha, but the Buddha of the Dharma.

His Dharma is no longer the only one in the world, and it is no longer the truth of Buddhism.

The real Buddha should be a pursuit, a way to find it, not like the previous Buddhas...... There is no room for dissenting voices.

Tang San's funeral master and apprentice converged all the Buddhism in Lingshan, since returning to the Eastern Tang Dynasty, along the way, with his own understanding of Buddhism, Tang Sanfu intercepted the essence of the Lingshan Buddhist scriptures, gathered them into a book, and took out all the will that belonged to him that he had imposed on Buddhism.

What is left to the world is only the truest and most original Dharma.

Tang Sanfu did not mix his personal emotions in it, nor did he integrate his own thoughts into it.

Even if he can become the next Nyolai, he can even use it to create an era, a system, and a way.

But any Dharma that is mixed with an individual for more than a year is just a Dharma of one's own.

If this kind of Dharma is preached, no one in the world will be able to become a Buddha.

There is no end to any road.

What the pioneers need to do is to continue to explore, not to imprint their own mark on a road, and to embark on a road that can only be followed by those who have gone before and can never be surpassed by those who follow behind them.

After packing the scriptures of Lingshan, Tang Sanfu didn't care how the Buddhas of Lingshan cleaned up the mess.

Without Nyorai, there can also be Amitabha, Medicine Buddha, and Maitreya Buddha.

Buddhism has never lacked Buddhas, and naturally, there will be no shortage of a master of Buddhism who will face the danger of being destroyed.

What's more, that person who will live forever in the Holy Realm of Lingshan will become the eternal faith of Buddhism, and live forever in the faith of people.

.....

Dongtu Datang, in Chang'an City.

His Majesty Li Er finished reading a fold, stretched his waist, and the clothes he was wearing slipped off his body.

"Your Majesty, you haven't rested all night again, and the meeting will be early, do you want to rest first?"

The personal eunuch Wei Gonggong picked up Li Er's clothes that fell on the ground, and couldn't help but say with concern.

Li Er moved his somewhat stiff neck, turned his head to look at the already bright sky outside the door, and couldn't help but lose his mind slightly.

"There is no need to rest, since eating the meat left by my royal brother, my body has always been able to maintain a peak state.

For the prosperity of my Tang Dynasty, the royal brother traveled 100,000 miles to the west to learn scriptures, and he left me this immortal Tang monk meat.

If I don't care about the peace and security of the country and the people in the Tang Dynasty, how can I be worthy of my brother's dedication to me? ”

Seeing the accuracy of His Majesty Li Er's words, Gonggong Wei couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, and knelt on the ground with a moved face.

"I Datang can be such a lord of the country, it is the blessing of the people of Datang, the old slave on behalf of the hundreds of millions of people of Datang to thank Your Majesty Shengming, thank the holy monk for the long-lasting prosperity of my Datang and go to the west to learn scriptures."

Although Gonggong Wei's performance had an element of acting, His Majesty Li Er couldn't help but sigh a little when he saw it.

"Get up."

His Majesty Li Er's eyes were slightly distracted, "It's been nearly two years since the royal brother left, and now I don't know where I have been, how much time will it take to get the true scriptures and return to my hometown?" ”

As soon as the words fell, His Majesty Li Er's gaze inadvertently swept over the green trees outside the window.

With just one glance, His Majesty Li Er was stunned.

Twig.....

The branches outside the window all point to the east.

Just when His Majesty Li Er trembled and raised his finger to look out of the window, wanting Gonggong Wei to see if he was dazzled, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the dark.

The Sanskrit sound seems to come from the nine heavens, resounding throughout the territory of the Tang Dynasty, in this Sanskrit sound, countless living beings seem to be bathed in the divine light, only to feel that the whole body has been purified.

The body of the sick and weak is restored, and the bones of the healthy are strengthened.

At the same time as the Sanskrit sound was sung, the sky was falling, the ground was surging with golden lotus, and the entire Tang Dynasty was tens of millions of miles in circumference, as if it had turned into a kingdom of God at this moment.

Among the families, countless people have been surprised to use the streets, feel the scene of the golden lotus surging in the sky, and look at the big trees with branches pointing to the east, and everyone has a common understanding in their hearts.

The holy monk, the holy monk Tang San, who did not hesitate 108,000 miles for the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, and was willing to risk 9981 difficulties to go to the west to seek the true scriptures, came back!

"Royal brother! It's the royal brother! Brother Yu is back! ”

His Majesty Li Er didn't care about putting on his dragon robe, and the whole person opened the door and rushed out at a speed that exceeded his level.

"The order, the town bell rang nine times, and the order was spread to the entire territory of the Tang Dynasty, announcing the grand event of the royal brother's return from the scriptures.

In Chang'an City, from the hundred-year-old to the swaddling baby, there is no paper martial arts ministers, regardless of men, women and children, all of them go to Chang'an City with me, with the highest standard of honor guards, to welcome the return of the royal brother to learn the scriptures. ”

His Majesty Li Er's order was quickly executed, and a few hours later, thousands of people in Chang'an City were empty, and millions of people outside Chang'an City gathered, facing the West, waiting for the holy monk to return from the scriptures.

Palace.

Tang San's burial master and apprentice descended the clouds.

"Your Majesty Li Er, the poor monk is fortunate not to be dishonored, and he has come back from learning the scriptures."

Tang San's burial fell to the ground, and the sound spread throughout the entire palace, just ..... After shouting three times in a row, he still didn't get any response.

Tang Sanfu frowned, his divine sense was released, and he found that there was not a single living person in the palace, and even the animals were ninety percent missing.

"How could it be? Could it be my Datang..... Dead? ”

Tang San's only sense, he found millions of people outside Chang'an City, standing there like a fool, looking at Li Er in the west.

"Your Majesty Li Er, why are you standing outside the city like a second fool? Is there a National Day military parade? ”

Li Er: "......"

Listening to the voice in his ears, Li Er was speechless for a while.

He naturally heard that this was the voice of Tang San's funeral.

It's just that.....

"Royal brother? Is that you? Where are you? Why can't you see people only by sound? ”

Tang San waved his hand, and a Xuanguang mirror appeared in front of Li Er.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing here? So laborious? ”

Li Er: "...... "What are we doing, don't you really have a little pressure in your heart?"

"Royal brother, today the sky is full of golden lotus, the branches of the Sanskrit sound are all pointing to the east, I know that today is the day you return from the scriptures, and I specially lead the people of the city to welcome the return of the royal brother outside the city.

By the way, Brother Yu, where are you now? How long will it take to be back? ”

Tang San's funeral: "......"

"That..... Your Majesty, when you look at the environment around the poor monk, do you feel a little familiar? ”

His Majesty Li Er: "......."

Tang Sanfu found out that His Majesty Li Er was such a person.

He obviously gave him all the scriptures he had sorted out, and confiscated a penny from him, but he even pestered himself and insisted on telling him the story of his learning scriptures in the west.

I don't have that time.

In particular, the thing still wants to sleep with himself and talk to him.

I'm in a big groove, what gender is he Li Er, don't you have a little bit of pressure in your heart?

Therefore, the burial of the holy monk Tang San, a generation, naturally rejected His Majesty Li Er, and casually threw a copy of Journey to the West in traditional Chinese characters to His Majesty Li Er, and left the palace with his apprentices.

After leaving the palace, Tang Sanfu and a few people went all the way to the east, and after stopping and stopping for more than half a month, a familiar town appeared in front of them.

"Master, this Hades town ahead is where you grew up?"

Tang Sanfu nodded, "That's right, I grew up as a teacher in the Dead Man's Mountain on the other side of this Hades Town, and I wanted to be a teacher and rely on your ancestors on the mountain for eighteen years, although my life was hard, but I was also happy."

Now that I have been gone for more than two years, the friends who have not seen the Dead Man's Mountain for so long really miss the teacher in my heart. ”

And..... It's been two years.

I haven't heard my master's voice since my daughter's country, I remember that when I ran out to play, every time I came back, I could see my master standing in front of the madhouse and watching, and only when I saw that I came back safely did I turn around and walk back to the madhouse.

Although the old guy said every time that he was not waiting for himself, but was he waiting for himself to come back, could he still not understand in his heart?

This time I walked for two years, which should be the longest time I left home.

I don't know if when I return to the Mountain of the Dead and climb to the door of the madhouse, will the old Taoist priest stand in front of the door like before and wait for him to come back?

Should..... Would it?

Maybe now, the old Taoist priest has prepared a table of his favorite meals, and is waiting for him to return to his hometown with fine clothes.

Thinking in his heart, Tang Sanyu led his apprentices to quickly climb up the mountain of the dead.

Halfway up the mountain, Tang Sanfu couldn't help the excitement in his heart.

"Master, your loveliest, most obedient and filial baby apprentice is back, have you prepared a table of delicious food for the apprentice?"

"Master, get in the car and get off the dumplings, although the apprentice didn't come back by car, if you don't prepare a bowl of noodles for the apprentice, don't blame the apprentice for lifting the table."

"Master......"

In front of the madhouse, Tang Sanfu was stunned.

In front of the familiar door, I didn't see the familiar person.

Tang Sanfu grinned, "This old guy ....."

Kicking open the closed door of the madhouse, Tang Sanfu shouted at the top of his voice, "Master, are you playing this with the apprentice again?" This set didn't work eighteen years ago. ”

After turning around, he didn't see the familiar figure, and Tang Sanfu's tone was a little flustered.

"Master.... Stop playing, play again.... I'm mad when I play again! ”

It's just that..... Obviously, his tone was already panicked like this, but the voice in anticipation still didn't remember.

"Master.... You're here, right? ”

Pushing the kitchen open, there was no one inside.

Tang Sanfu glanced around, his gaze fixed on the square table where he had been sitting for eighteen years.

On the table, there is a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup.