This sitting, his hips were a little painful, and the sun began to hang far on the mountainside in the west, Ye Xiangseng sighed and stood up-In previous years, he avoided the general trend in the provincial capital, and it was extremely hard to avoid, but now he deliberately waited for the general trend to come, and the general trend was so partial that he could not come?-Although it was not a lover waiting for the beautiful woman to elope at night, but the anxiety in his heart was comparable.

"Well, when are you coming?"

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He stood up, not surprised to find dozens of monks in different costumes standing in the front yard. Since they have shown their hands in Qingliang Temple, the great masters of the real realms in this Wutai Mountain will definitely be able to sense the breath of Ye Xiang.

The clothes of those monks are very different, but it is not surprising, after all, the green and yellow on Wutai Mountain are mixed, and the monks and lamas have stayed on the same mountain for a long time. Today, both sides sensed that an unfathomable and profound figure came to the mountain, so they followed the breath and found the acting classroom, discussing what is the discord between the Qing Temple and the Yellow Temple, but when the foreign enemy comes, the two sides can still speak in unison.

But before the Bodhisattva treasure statue Qingguang was slightly made, the Qingjun little monk was on the threshold and meditated, and his whole body was shrouded in the Buddha's light.

Who is this little monk? Can lead to the treasure image of the Bodhisattva!

Therefore, the old monks and great lamas dared to make a mistake, but just waited quietly for Ye Xiang to wake up and ask questions again.

"Dare to ask this master where to go?"

The abbot of Baiyun Temple asked Su Wen, this old monk is very good. But he didn't have the courage to manage the thousands of monks in Wutai Mountain. He asked Ye Xiangseng a question, and he asked very politely.

"The poor monk returns to the Yuan Temple Ye Xiang. Ye Xiangsheng saluted slightly.

"It turned out to be Ye Xiangseng. Su Wen Abbot sighed: "No wonder I was a little familiar before, but I know that Master Bin Ku is good?" Ye Tong also participated in many Buddhist conferences with Master Bin Ku in his youth. I did have a few meetings with this abbot, if it weren't for Ye Xiang's increasingly naïve and beautiful face over the years, maybe the other party would have recognized it.

Ye Xiangseng smiled slightly: "Okay." ”

The answer was too simple, and it felt a little disrespectful, and the monks of the rest of the big temples around showed Yu Zhi sè on their faces, thinking in their hearts, this Guiyuan Temple in recent years, relying on the mountain gate protector Yi Tianxing resident temple, for other places of initiation, it is too perfunctory.

Ye Xiangming's eyes did not turn. Black pupils, how can they not know the worldly thoughts of these people. I was also lazy to pay attention to it, stretched out my hand, and said: "The little monk visits the worship by himself, and he doesn't have to work for the masters to accompany him." ”

He said sincerely, but those masters became more and more angry in their hearts, and said in their hearts, "Are you trying to drive people away? How can it be so easy, those few monks in Qingliang Temple are still confused by you.

The abbot of Baiyun Temple smiled awkwardly. Heshi said: "It's just those ...... in Qingliang Temple"

The words are inexhaustible, Ye Xiangsheng does not speak in his life, and naturally he will not respond to it, and sighs: "Buddhism is pure, and it has been made a place to collect money, and the little monk will punish him slightly. ”

This sentence does not mention the lifting of the prohibition imposed on the Zhike monks.

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Gradually, the monks gathered around. Ye Xiangsheng was still standing steadily outside the high threshold, but the clear light on the statue of the Bodhisattva behind him suddenly faded.

The monks who gathered around dared to move first, after all, they had seen a vision before. I also know that Guiyuan Temple has always hidden the dragon and crouching tiger, and I don't know what amazing magical powers this little monk has. But the monks were also divided into two teams, the Qingmiao side also paid attention to the number of etiquette, and the great lamas in the Yellow Temple had nothing to do with the Guiyuan Temple, so they politely stepped forward and wanted to catch Ye Xiang and go down the mountain to save people.

Ye Xiangsheng didn't have a trace of expression on his face, but he was not indifferent, just a crystal light.

The abbot of Su Wen saw that it was a battle of supernatural powers, and he didn't know if there was blood stained on the ground, so he was about to come up to play a round by Lian Chan Buddha, but he was persuaded by the elders of the rest of the big temples. Su Temple and Guiyuan Temple are good friends, so they take matters into their own hands, and at this time, seeing that the lamas of the Yellow Temple are willing to act as the horns of this wicked man, these monks are naturally happy to see it...... If in the future, Master Bin Ku will be angry because of this and participate in the council, then it will also be followed by the Yellow Temple, and the Qingmiao side, in short, there is nothing to lose.

A red-clothed lama stepped forward and saluted Ye Xiangseng, and a strong wind struck from the air.

"I am the Bodhisattva's Guru Daranger, and I have seen a master. ”

Ye Xiangseng clearly felt a fluctuation of breath in the air, couldn't help but smile slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "It's polite." ”

Guru Lama Dalanger was shocked, thinking to himself how could his supernatural powers have no effect at all in front of this little monk? He forcibly raised the realm, and took seven wrong steps under his feet, only to see a gray shadow swimming on the stone slab, shaking out with golden steps, and the feeling of empty time suddenly slowed down.

The monks who were a little closer to the lama all froze on the ground with different facial expressions.

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"What you have given me is what I have given you. ”

Ye Xiangsheng said with compassion on his face, only to see that the master of the high realm Da Langer suddenly stiffened and could no longer move. However, Ye Xiangsheng stepped forward and saluted the monks in all directions: "The gods are always here to subdue demons and protect the Dharma, but they are not used to fight bravely. ”

As soon as these words came out, the prohibition imposed on Guru Darang was immediately removed.

Guru Dalang's mouth was loud, but he was a little speechless in horror, his eyes were full of awe and fear, and suddenly he knelt the ground with his knees, stretched out his hands, stroked the dirt, and spoke a large series of Tibetan words very quickly.

The monks of the Green Temple did not know what the lama was saying, but the lamas of the Yellow Temple could hear it clearly, and their faces changed with the words of Master Dalanger, from shock to fear to reverence. Qi Qi knelt down towards the ground in the middle of the field!

Ye Xiangseng was slightly stunned, and then a smile floated on the corner of his lips, he had previously revealed a little bit of his realm to this master, and he didn't expect that this master's comprehension power was so clever. Know that you are a being that is far beyond the mundane.

The lamas of the Yellow Temple knelt down, but the monks of the Green Temple were a little overwhelmed, did they kneel along? Don't kneel? Standing here abruptly seemed a little incongruous.

One of the monks couldn't help but whisper, "What the hell are these lamas doing?"

Not all the local lamas followed Guru Dalang Er to their knees, and after the monks of the temple retreated a few meters after a little discussion, two lamas, one large and one small, appeared.

The eldest one is already a year old, the robe on his body is a little tattered, his face is dark, his eyes are bright, and he knows what kind of creation he has obtained. It turned out that his skills were even deeper than those red-clothed lamas on Wutai Mountain.

Ye Xiangseng looked at this face and said slightly: "Rǔ West Lama?"

This was exactly what it was back then. Ye Xiangsheng and Yi Tianxing Tibetan Yuan, Tashi Lama met outside Tashilhunpo Monastery, when Tashi Lama ran to Tashilhunpo Monastery to rob "Master Tsongkhapa", but met the real Bodhisattva, since then, Tashi Lama, who was originally fighting bravely, changed his son and led Ye Xiangsheng to the edict. In the Tibetan plains, he spread the rule of disease, accumulated a lot of merits, and his reputation was also greater than one rì, and he was respected as a living Buddha by the poor people.

The monks of Wutai Mountain all knew about the deeds of Lama Tashi and admired and respected him, but when the previous master Dalanger saw that Lama Tashi was willing to kneel, he was a little afraid, for fear that this kind-hearted lama would offend this god-like little monk.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

Lama Tashi respectfully took the hand of the little lama beside him and walked to Ye Xiangseng's body and knelt in front of him. He bowed his head and kissed the instep of his foot very respectfully.

Ye Xiangseng waved his hand to hold him up, smiling all over his face, and a pair of clear eyes found that there was a pure aperture hidden behind this lama. Knowing his achievements over the years, he couldn't help but comfort and said, "You are very good." ”

Lama Tashi was happy to enter the face, but he returned to his composure, lowered his body, and sat in front of Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang stretched out his right hand and gently stroked his top and performed a nominal empowerment ceremony.

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And Ye Xiang's eyes were fixed on the face of the little lama who was about three or four years old next to Lama Tashi, the little lama's face was red and black, and he looked very ordinary, but he was holding a magic weapon in each hand, which was made of two hollowed-out ivory, and when he felt the breath on it, he only felt that it made people look very peaceful.

Ye Xiangseng looked at the little lama for a long time, his lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but after all, he didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded.

The little lama knew why this great supernatural power, whom his master respected very much, nodded to himself, but he was resolute, and when he walked in the Tibetan glacier with his master, he never called bitterness.

The little lama, who was three or four years old, nodded very solemnly, looking funny, but no one dared to laugh.

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The lamas of the Huangmiaodi only knew that this little monk with a young face was a great Buddha in the words of Master Dalanger, but when they saw that the highly respected Tashi Lama actually held a disciple salute to this Buddha in later generations, they couldn't help but have big doubts in their hearts, who is this little monk?

Master Dalanger stood up, walked up to Ye Xiangseng, and bowed respectfully, and then dared to attach himself to Lama Tashi and whispered a few words. When Lama Tashi heard his question, he shook his head, then turned to Ye Xiangsheng and bowed.

Ye Xiang knew that he was asking me for advice, thought about it for a while, and said in his heart that he had obviously been in Wutai Mountain for so long, but the general trend was not coming down, so he smiled and nodded.

With his approval, Lama Tashi spoke a few words of Tibetan to Guru Darang.

The horror in Master Dalanger's eyes became more and more serious, but fortunately, he immediately woke up, kept chanting the Buddha's name, seemed to cry and laughed, and lay down in front of Ye Xiangseng with great excitement, and kept bowing.

Whether it is the Buddha or the money for cultivation, but after staying on Mount Wutai for so long and worshipping Shu Bodhisattva for so long, he suddenly knew that this person in front of him was really the reincarnation of Lama Tsongkhapa.

The monks in the classroom were even more puzzled.

"I am for all beings. Ye Xiangseng said expressionlessly, "I'm going to hold a Dharma meeting here, you can arrange it." ”

The general trend to the Bodhisattva has not yet come, Ye Xiangseng decided to make the movement bigger. In fact, he still has some selfishness that bodhisattvas should not have. Although the incense is currently flourishing in Guiyuan Temple, Bin is about to pass away, and he is ...... Therefore, Ye Xiang decided to set up an idol for Guiyuan Temple before he "died".

The lamas of the Yellow Temple were overjoyed, and immediately went to arrange all the reasons, at this time they already faintly knew the identity of Ye Xiangseng, and they were able to listen to the Bodhisattva's lectures with their own ears, which was a blessing that could not be cultivated for hundreds of lifetimes, but the lamas who were responsible for the arrangement were full of admiration, and refused to leave to arrange the scripture platform.

Ye Xiangseng was not very good, smiled slightly, and sat on the ground.

The lamas of the Yellow Temple also sat on the ground.

The monks of the green temple who retreated outside were still suspicious, but they also wanted to hear what the mysterious young monk had to say, so they took some futons, sealed the temple door, and sat under the courtyard wall, quietly waiting.

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The place of the festival was very simple, and all the visitors in the temple were invited out, but it was quiet, and no one dared to make a sound, just waiting for the start of the Ye Xiang monk's puja.

Ye Xiangseng said softly: "I went back to Wutai and a half, and I didn't feel it, the world is like this." It's just that everyone does their duty, so where is the duty of a monk?"

"At the ashram. The abbot of Baiyun Temple, Su Wen, frowned slightly.

"There are different cultivation methods, how should we contemplate them?" Ye Xiang asked again.

Another monk replied: "You should have a view of impermanence." ”

Ye Xiang shook his head: "This view is not the other view, this senior brother is good at arguing but doesn't know what it means." At this time, he faintly appeared the breath of a bodhisattva, and the monks of the temple bowed to the ground, such an unceremonious tone of speech, but it was natural.

"Guiyuan Temple talks about convenient methods, but in fact, it is not necessarily true. Ye Xiangseng's face was soft, and he continued: "In the Zazen Samadhi Sutra, it is said that the five methods of treatment are the outline of Zen law, and it is also the foundation of jīng's advancement, but the brothers and sisters of Wutai let go at the root, which is really a pity. ”

It's about what happened down the mountain.

I don't know who Ye Xiangseng wants to say to this puja?

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"Do you understand?" Ye Xiangseng looked at the three or four-year-old little lama beside Lama Tashi with pity.