Chapter 127 [You Look at Your Past Life in the Lake]

Wude appeared beside Sanzang like a gust of wind, and he looked at the three people who appeared in front of the courtyard gate with a reserved smile. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"I've prepared a coarse tea and light rice, let's eat a little first. ”

After saying that, Wude waved his sleeves and floated away.

The two young cultivators who had been blocking the way were following the man in the middle at the moment, one left and one right, and it was no surprise that this should be the senior brother in their mouths.

This cultivator is slightly older than Yuan Lai, and his appearance is very upright, but there is a little coldness on the corner of his mouth from time to time, which makes people a little unhappy, his eyes are special, the pupils are pale gold, and the eyes of the front sun are like two candles and flames, which are very dazzling.

He glanced at Yuan Lai and a few people, and his eyes seemed to see a few red ants in the corner, and he stopped paying attention to them with a light sweep.

"Let's go. As soon as he said that, he walked past the teenagers with two juniors and disciples without looking away.

When they were far away, Yo You said unhappily, "This person is really annoying!"

Yuan Lai shook his head with a smile and said lightly: "Let's go, it's time for us to eat." ”

Also as a guest, Yuan Lai and a few people followed Sanzang to a room, which had a long table, and the three people had been sitting on one side, Yuan Lai sat down on the other side, Wude and Sanzang began to serve porridge, and the diet in the temple was extremely light, which made the opposite face dislike, but he still ate, and several people on both sides looked at each other for a while and were fine.

After eating, the golden-eyed boy who went up the mountain asked, "When can I see the Zen master?"

Wude looked at the sky and said lightly: "It's getting late, please stay in the temple and wait for tomorrow." ”

The golden-eyed young man's face was a little ugly, and he got up and said in a stiff tone: "Okay." ”

"Seventh Senior Brother, take the guests to the guest house. Wude called out, and a young monk appeared at the door.

When the group disappeared, Sanzang asked, "Who are they?" ”

Wude only restrained that false politeness at this time, he sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Actually, I don't know very well, I only know that the pale golden pupil is from Qiguang Academy, and it seems to be a disciple there." I just arrived this morning, and the master told him to wait for a day, and just now he told him to wait another night, but I don't know what it means. ”

"Is he from Qiguang Academy?, is his surname Lu?" Xie Caiwei suddenly asked.

Wude was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "It seems to be surnamed Lu, do you recognize it?"

Xie Caiwei's face was embarrassed, and she said after a while: "I haven't seen it, but I've heard that there are thirty-six disciples of the Thousand Seats of Qiguang Academy, and I heard that one of them is called Lu Jiujia, who gave birth to a pair of light golden pupils, and followed the Thousand Seats to practice a Vajra Angry Eyes Zen Method." ”

"He is a Zen practitioner? I thought all Zen practitioners were bald!" said Yo You curiously.

"It's not like that, there are people in the world who meditate bald, and there are also many people who grow their hair, especially the Qiguang Temple, which pays attention to the practice of not shaving, even the thousand seats have not been shaved, which is not unusual. Wude explained.

"But the disciples of Qiguang Academy, what are you doing here?" Sanzang was puzzled.

Wude thought for a while, and suddenly said: "When they came, they kept saying that they wanted to ask the master about Zen and ask for advice on the way of cultivation, but I don't think they are very sincere, especially the one surnamed Lu, and it has always given me a sense of arrogance. ”

After speaking, he smiled and said: "It's getting late, I'll take you to the guest house, the environment in the temple is hard, please take care of it, the master is still practicing in the Xianyun Zhai of Fanghe Peak, I can only wait to meet you tomorrow." ”

Of course Yuan Lai wouldn't mind, Xie Caiwei knew how to be polite, and Yo You had slept in many bad places, let alone care about these, and a few people chatted a few more words and then moved into the guest house.

When the moon rises in the east and the stars hang full of branches, Yuan Lai sits on the wooden bed and silently begins to breathe, these days there are very few times to practice so quietly, at this moment on the top of Wozhou Mountain, in the thatched house, the chaos in the heart is magically washed away, leaving only the spiritual platform empty.

He used the Huang Ting Sutra to practice the method of fortune and vitality for three weeks to complete, the vitality in the dantian was like a lake, and it had reached the limit that the peak body of a realm could hold, and the golden little heart was still beating slowly, and Yuan Lai had almost forgotten its existence these days.

It's just that after he finished spitting, he suddenly realized that he had a strange feeling in his heart at some point, closing his eyes should have been empty, but he could vaguely always see a vague scene under his eyes, as if a thin veil was hanging in front of him, and he always felt uncomfortable.

Yuan Lai subconsciously wanted to tear off this layer of tulle, but he didn't want to think about it, the tulle suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke, and as soon as the wind blew from nowhere, the smoke was blown away and scattered everywhere, dispersing into the darkness outside the spiritual platform.

This is a strange feeling, Yuan Lai suddenly seemed to follow the smoke into thousands of thousands, fluttering towards the unknown place, through the thatched house, the smoke gradually closed, like a slanted smoke to the sky dispersed, it was so gentle, and the night was so mild, Yuan Lai's mind gradually drifted away, in a trance he seemed to see a turquoise lake in front of him, he was attracted by it and drifted away, the lake was calm, only a very large and beautiful lotus leaf floated steadily on the lake, the lotus leaf was not empty, but there was a person sitting on it。

The man couldn't see his face clearly, but he just sat there casually, and there was a clear layer of Zen.

What is Zen? Yuan can't say clearly, it seems to be the same as the so-called Taoist rhyme, it is not clear, and if you feel it yourself, you will recognize it at a glance.

The man seemed to be looking down at something, and seemed to be pondering.

Yuan Lai drifted away curiously, like smoke, slowly and silently above the man's head, and then he also looked down.

Only then did I find out that the person sitting on the lotus leaf was actually a clear old monk.

The old monk watched a scene in the lake on the lotus leaf.

Yuan Lai watched the old monk enter the meditation in the air.

It's like that poem: You look at the scenery from the bridge, and the people who see the scenery look at you from upstairs.

It seems that all of a sudden, Yuan Lai found that he was also contaminated with a hint of Zen.

Suddenly, the old monk raised a hand, and the smoke above his head suddenly fell into his palm.

"Interesting. Zen Master Daolin's eyes like the deep sea looked at the smoke cloud in his palm with interest, but there was a trace of confusion at the end of his snow-white eyebrows.

Yuan Lai looked at the monk who was as majestic and powerful as a mountain in his eyes, and he suddenly remembered the scene when Sun Wukong fell into the palm of Rulai, and he seemed to be in the scene at this time.

"How do you feel when you look at this scenery in the lake?"

Zen Master Daolin suddenly asked.

Yuan Lai was stunned, and subconsciously looked down at the lake, and then his whole person was like being struck by lightning!

He saw that a picture was emerging on the surface of the lake, which was as smooth as a mirror, and what really shocked him was ......

In the painting, it turned out to be a high-rise building, and a pitch-black car on the familiar road was slowly turning off and stopping in front of an exaggerated building!

As soon as the car came to a stop, the window slowly descended with a slight noise, revealing the tired man in the driver's seat...... (To be continued.) )