Ye Feng and Ye Feihua just stayed in Qingshou Temple.

In a way, it's a no-brainer.

Fortunately, Lao Dao Yan here didn't seem to be disgusted by this, not only that, but he also often discussed with Ye Feng, and they exchanged very happily with each other.

In the blink of an eye, more than a year later, on this day, a very sad news suddenly came from Qingshou Temple.

Zhu Yuanzhang is dead.

Zhu Yuanzhang died, and the entire temple did not scream, but began to collectively recite the Sutra of the Past Life.

In short, it is to spontaneously recite scriptures to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"This Zhu Yuanzhang has won the heart of the monk!" Seeing this, Ye Feihua couldn't help but mutter.

"It's nature." Ye Feng laughed softly, "Since Zhu Yuanzhang became the emperor, he has vigorously developed the temple, firstly, because of the experience of the year, and secondly, he also wants to use Shaolin to suppress Wudang, after all, Wudang still has the existence of Zhang Wuji, and he can't be completely assured." ”

"But no matter what, these monks have received a lot of benefits from Zhu Yuanzhang, so they naturally have to express themselves at this moment."

"This can only show that these monks are not empty yet." Ye Feihua sneered.

"Amitabha."

Ye Feihua had just finished muttering, and Dao Yan's Buddha number came from behind her, "How can there be people in the world who are really empty?" ”

"Monks are just people who practice Buddhism, that's all."

"If it is really empty, then there is no need to recite Buddhist scriptures every day, but it will become a Buddha statue for everyone to worship."

For Ye Feihua's chatter, Dao Yan didn't have any anger, explained a sentence, and then sat on the futon next to Ye Feihua, and followed the monks in the hall to recite Buddhist scriptures for Zhu Yuanzhang.

In Qingshou Temple, although the monks regard Dao Yan as the boss, Dao Yan does not make himself different like other abbots.

He usually wears a black monk's robe, which is very inconspicuous.

Reciting scriptures and doing homework, as long as it is not a lecture, it is always sitting with everyone.

It's like now, sitting directly next to Ye Feihua.

After reciting the scriptures for most of the day, the big guy went to eat, and Ye Feng felt that his brain was a little buzzing.

Usually, when I read the Buddhist scriptures by myself, I can read them, but now in the midst of a large group of monks, listen to them buzzing....

I also have a headache.

"Not comfortable?" Dao Yan came to Ye Feng's side, cooked with him, watched Ye Feng keep patting his bald head, and asked.

"Indeed." Ye Feng opened his mouth and said.

"Originally, I still feel a little emotional when I read Buddhist scriptures these days, but now so many people are chanting with me, it's really... Headache. ”

"That's because your heart isn't still enough." Dao Yan said softly, "Dao Sheng, your cultivation is quite high, I am far inferior, and your knowledge is also extensive, I am even worse, but!" ”

"Your heart is not quiet enough."

"The wind doesn't move, the sail doesn't move, the heart moves."

"If you reach such a state, you will naturally not hear all the buzz."

"Don't always observe and receive external objects from the perspective of objective facts, but also try to observe and receive from the perspective of the heart."

"Everything in the world is only idealistic."

"Medium Sumeru, but just a thought."

"I understand the truth, but I haven't understood it yet." Ye Feng shrugged and said.

"Take your time." Dao Yan nodded and said, "If you truly understand, then the donor's cultivation will definitely be greatly improved." ”

"How?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, feeling that there was something in Dao Yan's words.

"Dao Sheng, I feel the breath of Buddhist martial arts in your body, do you know what the ultimate of Buddhist martial arts is?" Dao Yan didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"The six divine powers of Buddhism?" Ye Feng's reaction was very fast, and he guessed Dao Yan's thoughts almost instantly.

"If you know, why ask?"

Dao Yan said slowly, "In the concept of Buddhism, the ultimate of martial arts is supernatural powers, and the six divine powers of Buddhism, each of which is a powerful force to the extreme. ”

Hearing Dao Yan say this, Ye Feng was completely interested.

"The six divine powers of Buddhism have always had legends, but no one has ever really seen them, Dao Yan, have you ever seen someone who has successfully cultivated?" Ye Feng asked.

"I've succeeded in cultivating." Dao Yan smiled slightly and spoke.

Ye Feng was stunned.

"You... What supernatural powers have you cultivated? Ye Feng was silent for a few seconds, then stared at Dao Yan and asked.

"He's got the heart out." Dao Yan replied very directly.

"He's got a heart? Can you sense my inner thoughts? Ye Feng asked.

"Can't!" Dao Yan's answer made Ye Feng frown.

"Since I cultivated, there are only two people in my heart that I can't hear, that is, the Dao gave birth to you, and the Dao Demon who came with you."

"And the person who can shield the old man from his heart is either extremely deep in true qi or profound in spiritual conception, or the flesh and blood are like a sea, so as to block the perception of the old man, and in addition, the person who is extremely deep or pure and flawless, the old man can't perceive it." Dao Yan said, "Dao Sheng, what kind of do you think you are?" ”

"Pure and immaculate, of course." Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Amitabha." After chanting the Buddha's name, Dao Yan didn't say anything.

"Then how can I cultivate this supernatural power?" Ye Feng asked.

"It's still the same sentence, cultivating the mind." Dao Yan said softly, "The ultimate of Taoism is the unity of heaven and man, and the ultimate of Buddhism is supernatural powers. ”

"One of the two is in harmony with the avenue, and the other is idealistic."

"Lao Dao and Buddha double cultivation, my own perception is that first enlightenment, and then cultivation of the mind, with the Buddha's heart to control the Tao, this is the supernatural power."

"That feels a little wrong." Ye Feng touched his chin, "Taoists also have to cultivate the Dao heart." ”

"Could it be that the Dao heart is not as good as the Buddha's heart?"

"It's not inferior, it's a different focus." Dao Yan said slowly, "The heart of the Tao comes from enlightenment, and the heart of the Buddha comes from the realization of oneself." ”

"No matter which of the two goes to the limit, it will have great power, but the old man does not have that kind of qualification, so he can only find another way, combining the Buddha's heart and the comprehension of the Great Dao, which is why he has his heart."

"Maybe it's a little different from pure his psychic powers, but... Something is better than nothing. ”

"Why are you talking to me about this all of a sudden?" Ye Feng was a little puzzled, why did this monk become so much as soon as Zhu Yuanzhang died?

"I just think it might be useful to you." Dao Yan smiled slightly, said no more, and then began to serve rice.

Looking at Dao Yan, Ye Feng frowned, he always felt that this guy saw his heart.

Shaking his head slightly, he didn't bother to think too much, everything is constant, and time will give an answer.

In the big canteen, I ate and drank to my heart's content, and went back to my small courtyard to rest.

Although there is no meat in the dishes, the cooking techniques of these monks are really good, and even the dishes are quite delicious.

"No wonder these monks are very fat, it must be that the dishes are too delicious, and then they work hard to cook, plus they sit on the futon after cooking, it's strange if they are not fat." Ye Feng didn't dwell on the supernatural things, and smiled at Ye Feihua, who was holding a Buddhist scripture next to him, "How are you feeling lately?" ”

"Those monks are buzzing in their ears, and many times they are upset and want to kill them."

Ye Feng: "..........."

He felt that Dao Yan might really not be able to see through his and Ye Feihua's hearts.

Otherwise, I would never dare to leave such an existence.