On the second day, Fang Yan said goodbye to the husband and wife of the family, and gradually discovered a novel thing, the talent of Youming can actually build a covered bridge through the ancient spell of the Xi people, and use it with the Book of Heavenly Officials; In other words, it means that the Youming, Tianguanshu, and Xi mantras can be mixed and used.

Fang Yan kept pondering this all the way, until she was still more than three hundred miles away from the approximate location in her memory, and she finally figured it out.

Sink into her mind, use the power of her soul, open her true eye, silently recite the Xi mantra in her heart, and use the knowledge analysis of the Tianguan Book, she can see a red and yellow light.

Unlike the spirit of the dragon vein of a country, it is golden.

Fang Yan watched as a rabbit with only a red light was swallowed by a python hiding in the grass.

Looking at the python again, the red light is faint, and the yellow light is strong, and there are signs of opening the spiritual intelligence to evolve into a demon beast.

She understood, these two rays of light represent luck!

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There are many Buddhist temples in the Central Plains, and there are many monks, but they are still not as good as the Immortal Dao League.

But in the two sects of Buddhism and Zen, there are still a few monks with profound Buddhism, and Lu Sui is one of them.

Lu Sui is a monk of Guanhai Temple, and he is also an eccentric, probably because he is the only monk who has taken his wife openly. Not only that, but he also has a son and a daughter, all of whom live in the temple like him. Lu Sui has a quirk, other Zen disciples like to blindly participate in Zen without speaking, nodding and shaking their heads when they meet people, and rarely when they speak, so those martial artists of the Buddha like to ridicule them for cultivating 'closed-mouth Zen'.

But Lu Sui is different, he likes to drink wine and eat meat, likes to talk to people, and loves farming more, after all, he doesn't farm, and he has no food to feed his wife and children.

Lu Sui's master once warned him that monks are also human beings, and in addition to doing homework, they also have all kinds of mundane things. For example, when it comes to food, we can consider that monks not only worship the Buddha, but also farm the land. But most monks don't have that much time to manage the farmland, otherwise they would be no different from farmers, and they wouldn't have the time to concentrate on worshipping the Buddha.

Therefore, his master thinks that this problem can be made up for by turning fate and doing things, and if some distinguished guests come to burn incense and worship the Buddha, the incense money is not impossible to consider.

Lu Sui has different opinions, and always feels that this is a bit unwilling, where is the true Buddha in the world?

How can the bodhisattvas made of clay care about the mundane wishes of those pilgrims?

Just like a monk saluting the Buddha, how could the Bodhisattva Buddha care about the food and clothing of the monks?

Take the monk's dressing as an example, Lu Sui felt that this was a big problem, compared to the master said that the Buddha relied on gold clothes to be more realistic, the temple is dilapidated, it doesn't matter, it can live in the wind and rain, the sculpture of the Bodhisattva Buddha even if it is a clay sculpture or a wood carving stone carving, after all, the monks can also use the Buddha in their hearts to comfort themselves; Even if the incense is not prosperous and the income of money is missing, the monks have the strength to farm, right?

But the problem of the monk's clothing is not a trivial problem, worship the Buddha and worship the Buddha, first the Buddha and then the Buddha, the first and the Buddha in the back, what is the ceremony? If there is no clothing to cover the body, it is no etiquette, why is the Central Plains called the state of etiquette by the barbarians from all directions, isn't it because of the beauty of etiquette?

Monks don't know how to tailor, but each monk has to wear a uniform monk's robe, the number of people, each person's monk's clothes are also divided into seasons, and the same season has to be changed, this is a lot of money, or a big project. What to do? If you think about it, you can only use the power of "textile mills or garment stores".

However, if you want people to work, you also have to give money, and this money is a lot, does it also rely on karma, doing things or borrowing incense money?

Lu Sui squatted on the edge of the ridge, thought about it for a long time and didn't understand this bad thing, straightened out his wide robe and white clothes, last night it rained, some wrinkles after drying, and accidentally got mud spots when plowing the land just now, thinking of the scene of his daughter-in-law sewing clothes for himself every night in front of the dim lights, stitches and threads, Lu Sui was moved, and a little uncomfortable, the rouge gouache that his daughter-in-law chattered all day long, he never bought it once, and he was really poor when he was a monk!

Carrying a hoe, Lu Sui swayed all the way back to the temple's residence, and greeted people with a smile, without the demeanor of a monk, if someone who didn't know saw it, it was estimated that he would think that this was a peasant man from somewhere.

When his master accepted him as an apprentice, Master Huizhen, the Zen master of the Central Plains Buddhism, once asserted: ' This son will be the co-master of the two sects in the future', what the outside world did not expect is that the future co-owner of the two sects not only broke the vows, but also took a wife, gave birth to a son and a daughter, and the small life is not at ease, and there is no idea of unifying the two sects of Buddhism in the Central Plains, which makes the Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple greatly relieved, and also makes Lu Sui's master, in order to accept him as a disciple, was forced by Lu Sui's mother to help plant for three years Master Huizhen is very melancholy.

Back at their accommodation, their six-year-old daughter and four-and-a-half-year-old son were lying on their stomachs watching the fish by the water tank called 'Guanlong', pointing to a herring with dragon whiskers swimming outside the tank.

Lu Sui put down the hoe, washed his hands, cleaned up the white robe and monk's robe a little, took off his shoes and washed his feet with cold water, changed into clogs, went to the kitchen and got a leek cake, squatted on the stairs to eat, watching a son and a daughter play, very leisurely.

Guanhai Temple is located in the southern boundary, since ancient times there is the custom of biting spring to eat leeks, although it is not spring now, but it is not difficult to plant some leeks, the monks in the temple all love to eat a bite of spicy leeks, the turbidity accumulated in the internal organs in the body are expelled from the stomach. Sometimes, in the morning and evening classes, many monks have a smell of leeks when they burp, not to mention the stuffy farts that sometimes come out from under the buttocks of unknown monks, which really makes people frown and smile quickly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, it was easy for him to think of a conversation before he hooked up with his daughter-in-law and entered the door, when the woman who was not his daughter-in-law was pale and peachy, and she was a little delicate, she jokingly asked, "You monks, have you ever thought about a question, in our Central Plains region, why are Buddhist temples mostly built at the foot of the mountain, but the temples of the Immortal Dao League are mostly on the top of the mountain, and the academies of scholars often like to be halfway up the mountain?" ”

I remember that I replied like this at the time: "Most of the dignitaries and nobles like the immortal elders and don't like the monks, but the monks like incense money, and they are afraid that the pilgrims will be too tired to climb the mountain." Those stinky Taoist priests in the Immortal Dao League, who claim to be the children of immortals, wholeheartedly seek immortality, enlightenment and ascension, naturally they have to choose a place closest to the immortals, chant sutras every day, and the immortals can hear it. As for the scholars, probably because the place was occupied, they had to choose the mountainside. ”