In the Zangjing Pavilion of the Vajra Gate Bodhi Monastery.

The vase sat between Hongyang and Hongxu, listening to them recite:

"If it is subtle and strict, there is nothing in the world, the light shines immeasurably in all directions, and the sun, moon and fire beads are hidden."

In his heart, he was silently reciting the Great Light Mantra, and the pen in his hand naturally wrote, "If there are all the ten evils, five rebellions, and four serious sins in the past, the ashes will be destroyed." ”

Hongxu and Hongyang both saw that he copied the scriptures and copied out the Great Light Mantra, and they were speechless for a while, and Yuantong, who was sitting under the attic listening to the scriptures, listened to the two of them suddenly stopped, looked up, but listened to Hongyang's voice.

"Amitabha, you have something in mind about the vase, but it is a great light mantra, what does it mean?"

The vase didn't answer, Yuantong was confused, and after a while, he heard Hongxu's exclamation from upstairs:

"Don't think like this, the Great Light Mantra is true, the Amitayus Sutra is also true, and they are all the true meaning of my Buddha, so why do you say that one is true and one is false?"

Yuantong stood up with the broom, his eyes looked at the window on the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in a daze, what is going on, is it the rhythm of the accident, as expected, first Hongxu chattered and persuaded the vase not to make a mistake, into the evil way, but a quarter of an hour later, Hongxu and Hongyang actually had a dispute, Hongyang said that the West Buddha came to the East, according to the Buddhist history, there are only three volumes of scriptures, and then the scriptures are all taken by the later monks to the west, translated, and then brought back to teach, there are mistakes, there are defects are true normal, Hongxu said that the ten Tibetan classics of Buddhism are personally formulated by the five major Buddhist sects of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, the Silent Zhao Micro Building, the Shenquan Temple, the Golden Pavilion Sect, and the Liantai Sect, and they have traveled in the world for five hundred years.

The two quarreled for almost an hour and a half, and the treasure vase came out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, closed the door for the two uncles who had to fight over right and wrong, and saluted Yuantong, who was frowning when he heard it, and left the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and went straight to the Dharma Academy.

When passing by the Great Light Temple, he saw a gray-robed monk kneeling at the door of the precept institute, ten gray-robed monks of the precept institute were holding mahogany sticks, holding five monks there to spank, and the monks with blue noses and swollen faces screamed again and again, he stopped to watch, but saw Li Yongqiang and the stone were also among them, the two of them were also bruised and swollen, and the monk's robe was tattered, but it was difficult to hide the gloating smile on their faces.

A white-robed masked monk stood in front of the two of them and argued with the red-robed elders of the Discipline Academy, and with his hands open, he did not allow the disciples of the Discipline Academy to step forward to enforce the law.

A lavender-scented fragrance penetrated into the nose of the vase, he turned to look, only to see a girl in a green robe standing behind him, a pair of crooked eyes looking straight at him, he took a half step back, saluted, the girl returned the salute, squatted down, two dazzling softness compressed very tempting when she squatted, the vase hurriedly turned around and silently recited Amitabha, just about to leave, the girl spoke:

"The little master of the Aquarius doesn't want to know why they were beaten?"

The vase was stunned, and walked straight forward, and the girl hurriedly followed, two meters behind him, and exhaled like a land:

"Your two friends are really angry, two of them fought thirty-one and even pulled a tie, no, Uncle Hongxin is like digging gems from the coal pile, crazy to fight against the elders, insisting on keeping his two proud protégés, aren't you a little happy to hear it?"

Seeing that he was walking faster and faster, the girl hurriedly stepped on the stone slab, and with a gust of wind, leaped in front of him.

"Hey, little master, anyway, you are going to find a monk partner in the future, do you think my sister and I are beautiful?"

The girl deliberately posed to highlight the important position of the body, full of temptation to show her capital to the vase, the vase stood still, closed her eyes and silently recited the Diamond Sutra, the rosary in her hand unhurriedly downward, the girl saw him so Liu Xia Hui's style, sneered, stretched out her hand on the top of his bare head, turned around and left.

"There are rules in the temple, you are not allowed to force it, when you grow up and want a monk's companionship, you have to remember your sister."

Seeing her go away, the internal force in the palm of her right hand dissipated, and she groped her way to the Dharma Hall.

Hongnian sat here, practicing internal strength, he was inconvenient to disturb, he sat at the door and continued to chant Buddhist scriptures, and waited for three moments, the call of Hongnian came from the hall, he walked into the clean room, and saw that Hongnian had a mist lingering above his head, showing that he had just finished his work, the master and apprentice saw the ceremony, and went straight to the theme.

On the second day, Master Hongxin, the first disciple of Abbot Wison, accepted two proud closed disciples, Baoyan and Baoguan, and the news soon spread throughout the King Kong Gate, and the group of rogue monks in Baoshan immediately became turtles with shrunken heads.

They made an appointment with Baoyan and Baoguan last night, who knew that the strength of the two of them had improved by leaps and bounds, after a vicious fight, thirty-one people fell to the ground, and the two were seriously injured, but they resisted hard by their bodies, and a group of people were held by the Discipline Academy, and they were about to be punished, Master Hongxin hurried to save the two, but let them these hooligan monks suffer a lot, and the outside world speculated that Baoyan and Baoguan were extremely talented, and they would be able to enter the eyes of Hongxin, otherwise how could the first disciple of the abbot who had never brought an apprentice do such a perverse thing.

"Senior brother, you have to take care of me in the future."

At breakfast, the treasure book smiled and joked with the treasure bottle as usual, the treasure bottle did not answer, but the surrounding novices took it seriously, which did not know the treasure bottle and the treasure rock, the crown is small, and now the two have won the market, even with the treasure bottle of the market is also bullish, some young female disciples in Tsing Yi to the small body of the treasure bottle frequently cast the color of the tiger wolf, if the treasure bottle can speak, must be a sentence of MMP in the past, not very old, there are many thoughts, you are here to cultivate the Buddha or the color.

After the treasure bottle was eaten, he saw Hongxu looking at the door with a probe in his head, he hurriedly washed off the plate, came to the door, Hongxu was not polite to him, dragged his hand to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the two came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Hongyang was waiting there, surrounded by a pile of various ancient books turned out, Hongyang's eyes were red and turned over the books on the table, Hongxu let go of the treasure bottle, walked to Hongyang, the two brothers looked at each other, as if they had made up their minds, and saluted in unison:

"Master and nephew, I waited all night to check, checked the various editions of the Buddhist scriptures for three hundred years, and found that as you said, except for the three major scriptures, the other Buddhist scriptures are scattered, missing, and contradictory.

What!

The treasure bottle didn't react for a while, and after a while, he stared at the two monks with round eyes, what they just said was to go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, isn't that what Xuanzang, a super martial monk of the Tang Dynasty, did? Now it's still a big man, are you serious?

Seeing his shocked look, a smile appeared on his face, Hongyang put down the scriptures in his hand, stepped over the sea of books piled up to half his height, walked to him and reached out to touch the top of his skull, and said gently:

"Master and nephew, as soon as we leave, there will be no more monks in the Vajra Gate, and the poor monks have discussed with their junior brothers, so they will ask the abbot to come forward and order you to stay in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and be responsible for taking care of the scriptures, which can also be regarded as saving some face for the Vajra Gate."

, don't play with me!

I'm only six years old now, and you just threw such a big Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to me, and went on a poisonous trip by yourself, how big should I be to come up with such a solution?

The treasure bottle anxiously went to find a pen and paper, wanting to persuade the two uncles to stay, but Hongyang and Hongxu had already made up their minds to eliminate all difficulties, not afraid of hardships and dangers, and made a grand wish, and swore not to return if they did not take the true scriptures.

The two of them picked up the treasure bottle and walked out, came to the courtyard, and saw Yuantong looking at the two with a complicated look on the broom, and the two of them went over to salute with the vase, and called the master and uncle, and said:

"This is poisonous, I don't know what year and month to return, the Aquarius master and nephew are people with wise roots, but they don't understand popular things, ignore vulgar feelings, mavericks will inevitably provoke right and wrong, and I hope that the master and uncle will take a little help, so as not to make a mistake and fall into the evil way."

The heart of the treasure bottle was collapsed at this time, and the two monks who had never been out of the wall of the Zen temple in their lives said that they couldn't understand this and that, so they had a face, okay?

But in front of Yuantong, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and the old monk sighed with a sad face and said:

"Do you really want to go?"

Hongyang smiled and let go of the treasure bottle, bowed deeply and replied:

"Forty-six years of cultivating Buddha, I don't see the real Buddha, I have relatives in my heart, I will inevitably have demonic obstacles, the sea of suffering is boundless, how dare I turn back, if the poor monks and junior disciples don't go, do you have to rely on the warrior monks who are soaked in wine and wealth all day long?"

"Amitabha."

Yuantong solemnly saluted the two monks, and the two rushed to the abbot's room with a treasure bottle, and in the abbot's room, the monk Huisheng was eating meat and drinking, watching the thinly clothed woman dance and play, and suddenly saw two decent people in the temple come in with a small novice, and before he could speak, Hongyang preemptively told him and Hongxu about the intention of going to the body to seek the true scriptures.

He reacted for a long time before he sobered up slightly, then picked up two glasses of wine and stepped forward, and said to the two monks arrogantly:

"This is going to the body poison, the journey is far away, in order to seek the truth, the whole temple should be fully supported, the two teachers and nephews drink this cup, and the old man should mobilize the monks, prepare enough to use the degree, and practice for the two teachers and nephews."

The two of them couldn't shirk it, pinched their noses and dried the glass of wine, and then pointed to the weak and helpless poor treasure bottle and said:

"Master Abbot, after we leave, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion will be taken care of by the master and nephew vase, he has a lot of wisdom, and sooner or later he will be able to support the monks of the Vajra Gate."

"Okay, well, the old man issued a decree and appointed the treasure bottle as the governor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and sure enough, he was a hero out of a young man, and the treasure bottle still needs to read more Buddhist scriptures, and preach the Dharma for his disciples as early as possible, so that they can also cultivate themselves and understand the true meaning of the Buddha."

Just like this, you still comprehend the true meaning of the Buddha, the vase is despised in your heart, but the face is smiling and saluting, Huisheng has a sense of eagerness to send the two monks away as soon as possible, and hurriedly arranged carriages, horses, assets, dry food, and entourage, and sent the two monks out of the Bodhi Monastery early the next morning, looking at the convoy heading west, Huisheng turned his head and said to the treasure bottle that came to see him off:

"Ignorant child, how can you be a governor, who is your master?"

Hongnian saw that the abbot really turned his face and didn't recognize people, so he hurriedly stood up to defend the treasure bottle, and after the pestle was counted by Huisheng at the door for a while, he led the eyelid-jumping treasure bottle back to the empty meditation room, sat opposite him and shook his head and sighed:

"The job difference in the temple has long been linked to the official position, a radish and a pit, Hongxu Hongyang is the personal disciple of Master Huizhang, the abbot has long seen that they are not pleasing to the eye, but unfortunately because the monk Du Mo has registered in the imperial court, it is not good to come forward to brush it off, and now it just so happens that the two of them left on their own, vacating two gaps, how can you let you occupy it, there are so many of his descendants, choose two people who do not learn and have no skills to eat the imperial grain, isn't it beautiful?"

The vase didn't speak, the vase had already seen through this filthy interpersonal relationship, and the vase decided to follow Hongnian to practice martial arts with peace of mind, and strive to squeeze out this master who had complicated martial arts and was like a large grocery store within a year.