On the white jade lotus seat, a group of virtuous monks have turned into white bones, and even the Qinglong Temple is also showing a dilapidated color at this time, and the colorful scene of falling Ying has also turned into a gloomy late autumn.

However, at this moment, the surroundings suddenly stopped, which is different from the stillness of the picture, more like a kind of reshaping of time, of course, this is not the real world, and the Seven Laws have not traveled through time and space, and the connection between everyone is more like an ethereal bond.

The monk of the Seven Laws didn't seem to be the slightest surprise at this, he just looked at the dry bone who was sitting in the first seat of the bluestone table very calmly.

The flesh and skin of the dry bones began to reshape, along with the dry bones of the man with a cherry blossom on his forehead.

The former is the monk Huiguo, and the latter is the monk Kukai.

Monk Kukai was still sitting motionless, as if he was still unaware of everything around him, but after his body and flesh recovered, Monk Huiguo slowly got up and walked towards the Seven Laws.

"You're still a little too anxious. ”

Monk Huiguo said.

At the same time, Monk Huiguo spread out his palm and grabbed a handful of cherry blossoms in his palm, a gust of autumn wind blew, the cherry blossoms drifted away, and there were only two or three cherry blossoms left at this time.

"If I don't respect the Buddha or the ancestors, I didn't expect that I would become such a person. Master Huiguo stood in front of the Seven Laws, and looked at the Seven Laws very seriously.

He seemed to be looking in the mirror, but he always felt that he was a little strange in the mirror.

"You are you, I am me. Qilu raised his hand, and the light of the Buddha beads in his hand loomed at this time, "The poor monk is just curious, when are you going to sit there and watch the play." ”

"Alas. Monk Huiguo let out a sigh, stretched out his hand, patted it lightly on his chest, and then turned sideways and looked at the motionless group of high monks on the white jade lotus seat, "They, after all, are my disciples, and this Qinglong Temple is also my hard work after all." ”

"Amitabha. ”

The Seven Laws took a step back, and this step showed an attitude, somewhat similar to the Chu River Han Realm.

Monk Huiguo smiled slightly, in fact, from the beginning, he knew the attitude of the person in front of him, otherwise, he could have a better choice, and a choice that would not be wasted.

"You stand on your standpoint, we are just a phantom memory left here relative to you, how much can you take from the phantom memory? If you stand on our standpoint, we are living people. Monk Huiguo asked very seriously, "Do you feel that it is too regrettable?"

"At least, I'm still me. The Seven Laws replied.

"I'm not here to live, I'm not here for a longer continuation, I'm not so vulgar, I'm not so boring, and I'm longing for a place where I'll forget for the rest of my life.

But I still think that it might be better for me to replace you, for my wisdom, my ideas, my experiences, and everything I do seem to be better than yours;

I don't need to be strong with you, and I don't need to be strong, so I'll ask you one last time, are you really unwilling?"

Qilu didn't hesitate at all, and shook his head directly.

"That's it. Monk Huiguo took a few steps back, and sat back on the bluestone table, frowning slightly, as if thinking, as if he was looking, or, with a self-deprecating emotion, he didn't know what kind of thoughts he was thinking.

Perhaps, this kind of expression and this state of mind should not appear on this legendary monk, but right now, it is a very special moment.

"Can you tell me why you are so wary of me?" Monk Huiguo asked, "If you do it according to my method, you will still be you, I will still be me, and even, you can become a better you, and I can become a better me." ”

"If you were sealed here for more than a thousand years, maybe the poor monk would be tempted, but you weren't.

For you, even if you are 60 years old this year, it may be the twilight of life for ordinary people at that time, but for you, you are in the prime of life.

It is precisely because you are too good and too lonely, that the poor monk does not dare to agree with your approach.

The poor monk has a friend, he has a similar experience, the poor monk is not him, and at this time he does not have the confidence to walk the road he has walked again. Qilu said.

"Actually, there's another reason why you didn't say it. The smile and calm on Monk Huiguo's face were completely gone at this point, replaced by a slightly playful expression, as if only at this moment could he remove all his masks.

It is also proper to see the true self with the original self.

"You know, I'm not going to waste it. ”

When Qilu heard this, he didn't say anything, but this attitude was already a tacit acquiescence.

"If you don't waste, you don't waste. Monk Huiguo clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, I'm sorry for my disciples." ”

The next moment,

Everything around them began to recover, the monks who had turned into dry bones began to regain their flesh and blood, and the bleak environment changed back to the atmosphere of cherry blossoms.

All the monks seemed to have just taken a nap and all regained their consciousness at this time, except for Monk Kukai, who was still sitting motionless.

Without waiting for the monks to say something or do anything else,

I only heard Monk Huiguo shouting: "Take the luck of Qinglong Temple!"

In an instant, a cyan phantom began to rise and gather from above the Qinglong Temple, turning into the shadow of a green dragon.

"Go!"

With the finger of Monk Huiguo, the shadow of the green dragon floated directly to Qilu's side.

Qilu unceremoniously reached out and grabbed it, and then, Qilu's gaze began to go back and forth in front of the ancestors in front of him.

The meaning is also very simple.

"Give it to him, Dharma Body cultivation, give it to him. ”

Monk Huiguo spoke.

"Obey the law. ”

The monks did not hesitate at all, nor did they have any resistance or dissatisfaction, in this era, the status of the master was enough for them to do whatever they were told meaninglessly.

The next moment, the phantom shadows of the Buddha's light floated up on the monks' bodies, and slowly all converged on the Seven Laws.

Only Monk Kukai is still motionless, "I can't see Taishan in a leaf" is talking about his state at this time, he has no idea what is happening outside, and the whole person is completely isolated.

A Buddha body that almost turned into substance also appeared on the body of Monk Zihuiguo, slowly walked towards the Seven Laws, and finally, sat cross-legged beside the Seven Laws.

"My side, it's over, your side, you can start. ”

Monk Huiguo waved his palm, and everything around him seemed to be cut off at this time, like a scroll being cut off from the middle, with the monks on the white jade lotus seat on one side and the seven laws on the other.

..................

The wind gently blows through the Qinglong Temple in the first year of Tang Shunzong's Yongzhen, and the pace of spring brings the color of cherry blossoms, a peaceful scene.

On the white jade lotus seat, Master Huiguo, who was already sixty years old, raised his teacup and said, "Amitabha." ”

In a flash

The monks below woke up leisurely, as if they had just taken a nap together with the others, and as if they were only slightly distracted.

"Today's tea party, let's end it. Master Huiguo spoke.

"Obey the law. ”

All the monks said yes together, and slowly left, in the same place, only the Dongying monk Kukai who came with the Tang envoy last year, he has already worshiped the Qinglong Temple Master Huiguo to get his true inheritance.

"Kukai, what else do you have to do?" Master Huiguo's face was already full of wrinkles and furrows, in this era, forty years old is already considered old, and sixty years old is already an out-and-out longevity.

Kukai was a little surprised in his heart, because he had just seen Senior Brother Hui Ze, who had been practicing penance for thirty years, actually said goodbye to his master with all the senior brothers just now.

Senior Brother Hui Ze, actually spoke?

Immediately, hearing Shizun's inquiry, Monk Kukai looked at Shizun with some surprise, but found that Shizun's originally warm and jade-like face was covered with ravines at this time, and the palm that poked out of his robe was also skinny.

Monk Kukai remembered that when he came to the Tang Dynasty with the Tang envoy to see his master for the first time, although the master was close to 60 years old, he looked like a twenty-year-old man, and it had only been a year since he worshiped the Qinglong Temple, and the master was actually ............

"When the heart is troubled, it is uneasy, and it cannot see through the falsehood, how can it see through the red dust. ”

Monk Huiguo looked at Kukai and said.

Monk Kukai felt a pang in his heart, and hurriedly put his hands together and said:

"What the master said is very true, and the disciple is in a good position. ”

"Kukai, you are a disciple of the two divisions of the Dharma, although you have been studying for a year, you can already leave the sect; ”

Master, is this going to drive himself away?

Kukai was a little flustered, in this era, the gap between the Tang Dynasty and Japan was equivalent to the United States and Mexico in later generations, whether it was from the sense of national identity or Buddhist attainments, the monks of Kukai were happy and convinced of the Qinglong Temple, how could they be willing to leave at this time?

Raising his hand to stop the Kukai monk from speaking, Monk Huiguo continued: "Since the beginning of the Taizong period, the prosperity of my Buddhism has exceeded the number of three Jiazi, you must know that the water is full of overflow, now, the world's temples are vast, the temple is innumerable, the temple slaves are even more uncountable, less than forty years, the catastrophe of Buddhism will inevitably come, I Qinglong Temple is the Tang Dynasty Buddhism Niu'er, this catastrophe, will inevitably bear the brunt.

However, the tantric lineage is unbreakable. ”

After speaking, Monk Huiguo looked at Kukai with a smile.

Hearing this, Kukai took a deep breath, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the disciple respectfully follows the teachings of the master. ”

"Go, go. ”

Three days later, Monk Kukai left Qinglong Temple and embarked on the road back to Dongying, he did not bring a scripture book, nor did he bring any coiling, except for a robe, only a piece of cherry blossoms from Qinglong Temple.

In the same year, the monk Huiguo passed away in Qinglong Temple.

Forty years later, during the Yongchang reign of Wuzong of the Tang Dynasty, Wuzong destroyed Buddhism, destroyed more than 46,000 temples in the world, forced nearly 300,000 monks and nuns to return to the laity, and accepted 150,000 slaves and maids.

Qinglong Temple was burned down in this catastrophe............