Ye Xiangseng was speechless.

"Refuse to teach, then teach me the Great Compassion Spell played by your senior brothers. A row of monks chanted in unison, and it was indeed quite capable of bluffing. Yi Tianxing smiled and said: "When I was in the county seat, I thought about learning Sanskrit, but as soon as I arrived in the provincial capital, I was delayed by these things." ”

He actually had a lot of questions in his heart, but since he was born with such a lazy xìng, since he knew that he would definitely have an explanation after seeing Bin Ku, he returned to his rogue demeanor.

The car slowly drove into Guiyuan Temple in the dark night.

As soon as Yi Tianxing entered the back garden, he took a deep breath and sighed, "It's finally stable." ”

"Unstable. Master Binku, who had been waiting in the meditation room, smiled slightly: "Everything has just begun. ”

"The Buddha does not move his mind, and there is no beginning and no end. Yi Tianxing got rid of the pain of prison, and he had to return to the help of Yuan Temple and did not turn his face with Ji Xiangtian, and his heart couldn't help but be a little grateful to this old monk, and he was deeply touched.

Master Bin Ku smiled slightly, led him into the meditation room, and then said, "You have a lot of things to ask me?"

Yi Tianxing nodded.

"A layman is a man of fate. ”

Yi Tianxing heard the monk call himself a layman for the second time tonight, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he remained calm in his heart: "How can I have a fate?"

"The layman did not perform the spell, so he Shi Ran entered the back garden of my Guiyuan Temple, which is obviously blessed by God, and this is a fate. Under a misunderstanding, he was rescued by his ancestors who didn't care about mundane things, which is the second fate. The layman carries the holy relic, the red bird, and the body is burned outside, and if you do not practice the convenient door of the temple, you will be in danger of dying, which is the three fates. And the temple to treasure the heavenly robe is planted on the forehead of the red bird, in order to suppress the heavenly fire, and from then on with the lay people will never give up, is the four edges. ”

Yi Tianxing sincerely asked: "What is my fate with Buddhism?"

"Lao Wei is just guessing, after all, I haven't seen ...... in the history of Buddhism for hundreds of years" Master Bin Ku said with a stern face: "The history of Buddhism, without father and mother, comes from outside, and has great wisdom without a teacher...... If nothing else, the layman should follow this mantra, and he should be the preacher of my Buddhism. ”

"What is a preacher of the Scriptures. Yi Tianxing was dumbfounded.

"Read these books. Master Bin Ku said: "With the wisdom of a layman, you will definitely be able to understand." ”

Dropping these obscure words, Master Bin Ku got up and left, leaving Yi Tianxing, who was thinking hard and couldn't understand, and a few books next to the futon.

Yi Tianxing picked up the books and looked at them, but found that they were miscellaneous, and there were all kinds of books, namely "The Records of the Three Tibetan Western Regions of Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty", "The History of the Nanshan Vinaya", "The Amitabha Sutra", and "The Five Conveniences of Mahayana"

It was such an unrelated book in front of him, Yi Tianxing had no clue, picked it up and put it down, at this time, for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense in his heart, and turned his head to look in the direction of the small thatched house on the mountain behind Guiyuan Temple.

At this moment, the voice of the old ancestor sounded in his heart, and it was a sneer.

A sneer of extreme resentment, anger, and remorse.

The moonlight sprinkled on the meditation room of Guiyuan Temple, sprinkled with a clear beauty, Yi Tianxing sat cross-legged on the futon in the meditation room, holding a slightly yellowed scripture, and slowly read it. The ink on the pages of the book is like night, which makes people's hearts calm, and the passage is deep, the mystical thoughts are far away, and the virtual and the real are intertwined, which makes his mind feel a little traveling.

These scriptures are all Buddhist teachings, but they do not involve the mystical cultivation method.

Yi Tianxing read carefully, and as Tang Sanzang went west to the east and returned, he tasted the voice of the Buddha of Kumarosh, and vaguely felt that he seemed to be following Master Bodhidharma at the door of the snow-covered cave in Shaomu Mountain, looking at the young man with a broken arm called Hui Ke......

"What is a preacher of the scriptures?"

He asked himself in his heart, and he also asked the wrinkled old monk in front of him.

Monk Bin Ku shook his head and said silently, "Layman, what do you think these scriptures have in common?"

Yi Tianxing responded: "All of them are written by a generation of great masters or translated from the West. ”

"What are the similarities between these great virtues?"

Yi Tianxing frowned, and after a while, he responded: "Master Sanzang was born in the Tang Dynasty, the Bodhidharma Patriarch was the Jiang who crossed the river in the Southern Dynasty, and the Kumarosh came from the Qiuci country in the Later Qin Dynasty, and when the Shenxiu monk was eighty years old, An Lushan entered Chang'an. What do these people have in common?" He has read a lot since he was a child, and although he does not have a deep understanding of these Buddhist monks, he still remembers some general things clearly.

Monk Bin Ku smiled and said, "Actually...... They are all preachers. ”

"Scripture preacher?" Yi Tianxing's heart was shocked, thinking of Monk Bin Ku saying that he was also a scripture preacher, and his mind was a little confused, "What scripture preacher?" ”

"Whenever the Dharma is in decline, when the world is in turmoil, my Buddha is compassionate, and he will descend the power of great virtue, wander in the world, and educate the world with the teachings of the Buddhist scriptures. ”

Yi Tianxing is not very human, he was slightly stunned before, but at this time he has regained his composure, and asked with a smile: "Passing on the scriptures and learning from the scriptures, not filming Journey to the West, what can you do with such a lot of gossip?"

Monk Bin Ku replied with a smile: "Lay people still love to laugh, do you know that the Bodhidharma Patriarch faced the wall for ten years, and only passed down the stars of my Zen Buddhism to ignite; Tang Li Taizong was in the dynasty, the people's hearts were initially determined, the world was uneasy, the Sanzang Master went west to Tianzhu, and returned after more than ten years; when Zu Huineng was born in Meiling in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, he almost disappeared and ignored it, and it all relied on the Seven Ancestors to show the Dharma in Chang'an, and fought with the Northern Sect for decades before the orthodox ...... was set."

Yi Tianxing hurriedly waved his hand to stop his verbosity, he naturally knew that what the old monk Bin Ku said in the end was the biggest public case in the history of Zen Buddhism, to put it bluntly, that is, several monks were fighting there, who was the authentic gray grandson of the Buddha...... He naturally didn't dare to say this slander in front of Bin, after all, no matter what, after he came to the provincial capital, he was very grateful for the old monk's affection, and he also got a lot of help from the other party, and this superficial respect still has to be paid attention to.

"Well, even if these are the preacher of the scriptures admired by the Buddhists, whenever the Dharma is in decline, the preacher will come into being and rise up......," Yi Tianxing suddenly felt that his idiom was very inappropriate, and it seemed that he regarded these Buddhist legends as Chen Sheng and Wu Guang first-class, but he didn't have time to change his words, and he made a sloppy look, and continued: "Sprinkle the Dharma all over the world, and Pudu Cihang sails through the sea of suffering to cross the world to the other side...... But ......"

"But......" A trace of inexplicability flashed between his eyebrows, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at the old monk opposite, "What does this have to do with me?"

"I said it the night before. You are the herald of the world. ”

The three words of the scripture transmitter were embedded deep in Yi Tianxing's mind like a wedge, even if he wanted to get rid of it, it seemed that he was unable to get rid of it, he shook his head, tried to make himself appear as relaxed as possible, and asked with a slow smile: "Master, you mean." I am a great monk born in the world?"

So to speak. Master Bin Ku smiled slightly, "This is a natural fate, and it is the fate of the layman and my Buddhism. ”

Yi Tianxing asked directly: "Tell me some reasons that can convince me." ”

"Can a layman have a loving mother's body?" Bin Ku lowered his head slightly.

Yi Tianxing was stunned for a moment, and then heard the old monk who was becoming more and more unpleasant and asked.

"Can a layman have a strict father to teach him?"

"Do you know where you come from?"

"Do laymen know why they are born with great supernatural powers in their bodies?"

"Why don't lay people enter the monastery, but they can understand the mystical methods of Zen Buddhism through the practice of Buddhist scriptures?"

"Why can a layman be protected by the holy relic, the Vermilion Bird?"