Before the morning bell in the temple rang, Li Ye got up and washed, took off his monk's robe and shoes, and walked out of the courtyard gate barefoot.

Walking to the dining hall, the senior brother who was cooking had not yet gotten up, Li Ye picked up the big bucket by the door, and ran towards the back mountain with all his strength.

Because it was the first time yesterday to carry water, the strength was used a little harder, and the invulnerable shoulders actually grinded some flesh and skin, and the blood in it could be vaguely seen sticking to the iron armor, Li Ye changed his shoulders and continued to draw water in the stream.

Using the physical power of the Phaseless Law Body, carrying a weight of two hundred catties, it was still a bit difficult for him to be in his current situation.

Three buckets of water can be loaded at a time, and according to yesterday's speed, it only takes three hours to fill the water tank, which can save more than half an hour.

Li Ye, who was barefoot, ran between the back mountain and the hall with the starlight in the sky, and when the bell in the temple rang, it was almost full of a large water tank.

The senior brothers who finished the morning class lined up outside the dining hall, looking at Li Ye, who was shirtless, carrying two buckets of water and carrying a bucket to run back and forth.

Someone was laughing: "This new junior brother has been running for a long time yesterday, why is he still running today, didn't anyone tell him about the clear well behind the hall?"

The monks in the hall looked at the monks and said, "Eat and sleep without words, is your practice in vain?" "There is no sadness or joy between words.

The monks in line nodded in unison: "But listen to the teachings of the senior brother." ”

The monk who played the board nodded, and continued: "Who else likes to talk, and will follow the senior brother to the back mountain to carry water in a while." ”

For a while, the monks were silent.

Li Ye, who was running, knew that the little novice would ask the monk to leave him food, so he was no longer in a hurry to eat the food in the hall.

What he needs to pay attention to now is the road under his feet, although it is not raining, but the mountain road is rough, and if he is not careful, he will still fall.

Although three buckets of water were more difficult than two buckets of water, after yesterday's tempering, he felt that the strength of his body had increased slightly, and he could resist the test of returning to three buckets of water.

He didn't stop, but when he was thirsty, he would take two sips of the stream water from the bucket.

Just like yesterday, the old and young monks who came to the hall to fast, saw a bald monk in black armor, carrying two buckets of water and a bucket of water in his hand, and filling the water tank outside the hall as he ran.

The old monk in the dining hall looked at Li Ye's running back, and muttered: "The second day."

After a few efforts, Li Ye spent three hours today to fill the five large water tanks in the dining hall.

Today he felt no happier than yesterday, thinking that he still had to continue to temper his physical body.

Drag a chair out of the hall and put it under the eaves, sit on it, take out a towel to wipe off sweat, and recuperate.

Shao Tilt pushed open the door of the hall as yesterday, opened the steamer on the pot, and saw a bowl of white porridge, two steamed buns, and a plate of pickles inside. Hehe smiled and said, "It's not bad." ”

After breakfast, wash the dishes and brush the pots, and continue with yesterday's practice.

With yesterday's experience, he first looked at the chopping wood in the firewood shed, put the dry chopping wood in a pile, and the half-dry and half-wet chopping firewood in a pile, rested for a while, picked up the axe in the firewood shed, picked up a piece from the dry pile of chopping wood, and chopped it down with an axe.

With yesterday's experience, today is to chop dry firewood and then chop wet firewood, which not only saves effort, but also saves time, and it only takes one hour to chop all the chopping wood to be burned tomorrow.

As soon as I looked up, it was noon, and the monks in the temple had finished their lunch and returned to the meditation room to rest.

Li Ye took out a towel, fetched water from the well in the temple to wash his face and wipe off the sweat stains on his body. Said softly: "It's not bad, it finally saved an hour."

Pushing the back door of Tianzhai Hall, I went to the pot to uncover the steamer, and there was a bowl of green vegetables and a bowl of dry rice in it, the difference is that there is an extra bowl of sweet potato soup today.

Reciting the scriptures in his mouth, he thanked the senior brother in the hall for leaving food for himself. Sit down at the table with the rice and chew it slowly.

Eating, washing dishes, brushing pots, covering the door of the dining hall, chanting all the way back to the small courtyard where he lived.

I went back to the house and slept for a while, and when I woke up, I put on the monk's robe and shoes, and walked out of the small courtyard to hide the scriptures.

It took half an hour to clean up the fallen leaves in the inner courtyard, and when Li Ye was about to go to the outer courtyard to continue cleaning, the old monk came out of the scripture pavilion, Li Ye stopped and looked at the old monk and said, "Doesn't the master rest at noon?"

The old monk came over and touched his head and said, "I've suffered a lot in the past two days." ”

"The disciple has thick skin and flesh and can endure it. I have to continue my practice. ”

The old monk nodded, raised his feet and walked out of the courtyard.

At this moment, a sudden autumn wind blew, and countless fallen leaves fell from the trees. The old monk looked up at the old tree on the side of the courtyard wall, bent down, and slowly picked up the leaves on the ground one by one and put them in his pocket.

Li Ye saw it and hurriedly said: "Master, don't pick it up, I'll sweep it again later, it was the same yesterday, just after sweeping a gust of wind and falling leaves, it's so annoying." ”

The old monk smiled faintly and said, "You can't say that, you must be clean as soon as you finish sweeping the ground? ”

Li Ye touched his head, thought for a while and said, "Master, there are fallen leaves everywhere in the temple, you pick it up in front, and it falls behind it, how can you finish picking it up?"

The old monk continued to pick up two fallen leaves, raised his head and looked at Li Ye and said, "This leaf not only falls on the ground, but also falls on our hearts, I am not picking up the fallen leaves on the ground, I am picking up the fallen leaves in my heart." ”

Li Ye was stunned and blurted out: "Are the fallen leaves on the ground the same as the fallen leaves in our hearts?"

The old monk looked back at him and said with a smile, "Isn't it different?"

Li Ye stood in the wind, until the old monk left with his hands behind his back, he came to his senses, looked at the old monk who walked out of the courtyard gate and said, "Thank you for the teachings of the master, Amitabha." ”

The old monk walked in the autumn breeze, and a voice came back: "If you don't sweep a courtyard, how can you sweep a temple? If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world?"

Li Ye heard this and said softly: "...... If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world?"

At this time, the old monk had already walked out of the outer courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, smiling as he walked.

I muttered in my heart: "With such a high level of wisdom, I can understand the Dharma as soon as I hear it, I can be indifferent to the suffering situation, and I will not be tempted by the happy state, it is a pity not to enter the Buddhism." ”

Thinking of the Buddha's words spoken by the old monk, Li Ye's mood was much calmer than yesterday, reciting the six-character mantra in his mouth, and the broom in his hand gently swept the fallen leaves on the ground......

As it was yesterday, it took two hours to clean the inner and outer courtyards twice. When he returned to his room, he swept the small yard as well, and then lit the fire and boiled a pot of mushroom soup to comfort himself.

In the temple practice, there is no dinner in the hall, and when you are hungry, you have to think about it.

Touching his stomach, he had to buy some rice oil and put it in the house when he entered the city.

......

Smelling the fragrance of mushrooms wafting in the pot, I thought that my arrangement today was really good, although it was a little harder, but it took an extra hour and a half, and when I practiced for another month, I had time to go to the scripture pavilion to read some scriptures.

I also thought that if I followed my husband to Fangcun Mountain in the Western Xuan Domain to practice next year, if it was like this, I didn't even need my husband to accompany me, and I would be able to practice quietly for five years, or even longer.

According to the old monk's master, if he can practice the "Phaseless Dharma Body" to perfection, maybe his practice can also break through the realm to distraction, even if he can't use the power of the Yuanying realm for ten years, but these ten years may not be a kind of practice.

......

At that moment, the long-bearded and white-eyed old monk of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion thought about some of the subtleties that Li Ye had swept the floor in the inner and outer courtyards in the past two days, and he also liked it very much.

Looking at the statue of the Buddha on the Buddhist platform, the long-bearded and white-eyed old monk found a pale yellow rice paper, studied a light ink, and wrote on it:

The Buddha taught to the bhikshus: "There are five special merits of sweeping the earth: one is to purify one's own mind, two to purify the hearts of others, three to rejoice and praise the heavens, four to plant the good causes of good appearance and majesty in the next life, and five to die in the heavenly realm. ”

After writing the pen on the research platform, I took some pasted scriptures and smeared them on the back of the rice paper, then raised my feet and went out, went down to the eaves on the first floor to put the broom, and gently laid the pale yellow rice paper on the pillar.

He went upstairs and said softly, "The Buddha hopes that all sentient beings who are happy to cultivate blessings can plant pure good karma in the special blessed fields. I hope that you will also be able to get your own blessed field and plant your good karma in future lives in the practice of all kinds of suffering. ”

Reciting the Buddha's name in his mouth, he gently closed the door.

......

The evening drum of the bell tower in the temple sounded, and it was already sunset, and the monks began to practice the evening class.

At this moment, the sound of chanting spread to the surroundings of the temple.

With the sound of Buddhist scriptures, the environment around the Big Buddha Temple suddenly underwent strange changes, the whole temple was silent, and the front hall and back hall were all peaceful.

All things in heaven and earth seem to return to the primitive state of the world with the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, and only a trace of autumn wind is heard outside the house.

Li Ye took a bowl of mushroom soup from the pot and put it on the table, took out the Lotus Sutra and turned the sky to the seventh of the Huacheng parables that he read yesterday, and read softly:

Such are the lands

Point and no point, etc

Wipe it all into dust

A dust is a disaster

The heart says, you practice your Dharma, and I practice mine.

The appearance of the people of my appearance, the appearance of all beings in the appearance of people, the appearance of those who live there, all the aspects in the world are my appearance, not out of my appearance, all laws are dependent origination, and knowledge is also dependent origination.

At this moment, the monks of the Big Buddha Temple chanted the scriptures in the evening class.

At this moment, Li Ye was in the courtyard hut to comprehend his own Dharma from the Lotus Sutra.

He wanted to see the world of sampa clearly, and through the practice and study of the Jizo Sutra and the Lotus Sutra, he would continue to understand, perceive all the miraculous causes and conditions, and find the path he had to take.

If you don't have a heavy love, you won't be promoted to a woman, so is the young lady on Phoenix Mountain her own world of a woman?

Will Dongfang Yu'er, who has long been forgotten from her mind, be her own world of Suva?

And what about Mu Mu brought back from the Tianshan Mountains? What about Xiaobai? What about his parents and sister?

Many delusions rose, which made Li Ye startled, picked up the mushroom soup on the table and drank it gently, patted his chest and said, "Don't be delusional, don't remember nonsense." Walking between the two paths of Buddha and Demon in one thought. ”

3,000 Daozang, 48,000 methods.

It requires him to spend more time and more energy on hard work.