"North and South Become One"

Chapter 1: Children Raised by Nuns

"Then Yanluo, can you do this morning class?" Early in the morning, in a calm and tranquil nunnery, the master of the temple asked a little boy.

"Ajali, I finished today's morning class last night!" The little boy named Nayanluo replied with a serious face.

He didn't panic, he really finished today's morning class last night.

Zhixian Shi knew too well the child he had raised with his own hands, and knew that he was not lying, so he just smiled and took him to do another morning class.

This little boy's name is Yang Jian, and Nayanluo is his Dharma name, this name comes from the distant Tianzhu, which is said to be the Vajra who is responsible for protecting the Dharma by the Buddha's side, with infinite strength, good health, and immunity to all diseases.

It's just a little boy who has been raised in this nunnery since he was a child, which sounds like an extremely annoying thing, and it also makes the surrounding pilgrims talk about it very much, so that the incense of Cihang Jingzhai is not as vigorous as when Master Zhixian presided over it.

However, Zhixian Shitai didn't care about this, and kept raising Yang Jian with all his heart until he was about 13 years old.

On this day, Yang Jian was still meditating and chanting scriptures in front of the Buddha, doing uninterrupted morning classes every day.

It's just that today, he was interrupted, and it was his master, his Acharya, and the Zhixian Shitai who interrupted him. She took Pu Liurujian to his meditation room.

"Ajari, why did you interrupt my morning class today? The Buddha would be angry! The boy asked strangely,

"The Buddha never gets angry, he just looks at the world calmly!" Zhixian Master said calmly, "Yang Jian, your father has sent someone to pick you up!" ”

"My father?" The boy was taken aback, he knew his father's.

Unlike the rumors of the surrounding mountain people that his father was a wealthy family in the vicinity, or an unbearable hunter, Yang Jian knew that his father's name was Yang Zhong and he was a general.

13 years ago, his father was fighting outside, and his mother was on the way to give birth, so he temporarily lived in Feng Yi Panruo Temple, gave birth to himself, and then handed it over to Zhixian Shitai to raise.

As for why he would be handed over to a nun to raise after such a general, Yang Jian also knew.

Zhixian Shitai didn't hide it from Yang Jian, she told him early on that when he was just born, because he was very ugly, there were raised horns on his forehead, and there were even scales on the surface of his skin, he frightened his mother and fell to the ground by mistake.

Fortunately, at this time, her own Ajali Zhixian Master also happened to be in Feng Yi Panruo Temple, and she took the initiative to find her mother and expressed her willingness to raise herself for her and raise herself in this Cihang Jingzhai.

His mother agreed, and the result was a full 13 years.

"Nayanluo, have you ever hated your parents?" Zhixian Shitai asked.

"There used to be, but now there isn't!" Yang Jian said, "Everyone has a last resort, and my father and mother foster me here, so naturally there are also unavoidable difficulties!" ”

Yang Jian didn't say empty words, this is what he personally felt.

Although because of his own existence, the incense of Cihang Jingzhai is not as good as before, but Zhixian Shitai is still the most famous living Bodhisattva in the entire Hedong, and the original believers who worship the Buddha on incense are still endless.

People who come to worship the Buddha must have infinite sufferings in the depths of their hearts, and many people can't help but confide their sufferings to the wisdom of the temple when they kneel and worship the Buddha, hoping that she can help them to be liberated.

Yang Jian has always been reciting Buddha by the side of Zhixian Shitai, so Yang Jian has heard all the suffering in the world that these people have said.

He has been listening for 10 years, from the time he started remembering when he was three years old to the time he is now 13.

Although he has stayed at home for the past 10 years, Yang Jian knows all the joys and sorrows in the world, the warmth and coldness of people, the separation of flesh and blood, and has no choice but to remember them one by one, and firmly remember them in his heart.

This is also the reason why he can understand his parents, who have never met, because Yang Jian believes that his parents must have a last resort to do so. Besides, he is very comfortable here, and he doesn't feel any sadness.

Instead, he suddenly heard that his parents were coming to pick him up, and he was full of reluctance.

"Nayanluo, your mother has fostered you here because you have great terror!" Zhixian Shi Tai sighed and said, "You have dragon horns and dragon scales on your skin, that's because you are a true dragon, and you are destined to end the troubled times of the world for three hundred years, and return peace to the people of the world." ”

"It's just that there is no shortage of hopeful people in this world, they can see the dragon qi on your body at a glance, once you let Gao Huan and Yuwentai and the like know, they will definitely die without a place to be buried."

"That's why the poor nun raised you in this Cihang meditation fast, and covered the dragon qi on your body with the Buddha's Buddha light, so that even the top qi seekers could not see through the true dragon qi on your body."

"And your 13 years of penance Buddhism have also shrouded your body with Buddha light, as long as you still have Buddha in your heart in the future, that Buddha light will block your true dragon qi and keep you safe and sound before the real dragon takes off!" Zhixian Shi Taidao.

"Ajali, what are you talking about, I don't understand it at all!" Yang Jian was stupid, he still felt that he was going to accompany the Buddha for the rest of his life this morning, but at this moment, he learned that he was actually a true dragon, and such a drastic change made Yang Jian at a loss.

And Zhixian Shitai continued: "Your father's name is Yang Zhong, and he was a native of Wuchuan Town during the Six Towns Uprising. You may not remember this place in Wuchuan, but Lao Ni once told you the story of Mulan, she is a native of Wuchuan Town, and she is also your father's friend, the great-grandmother of Li Hu, one of the Eight Pillars. ”

"Your father went through a lot of hardships all the way, and when your mother gave birth to you, he was still participating in the battle of the river bridge, and he narrowly escaped his life. In the second year after you were born, you participated in the Battle of Qishan and continued to rise through the ranks! “

"Just a few months ago, your father led an army to capture Jiangling, led his troops to kill Emperor Yuan of the Liang Dynasty, and was richly rewarded by the emperor, and now he is now the great general of the Wei Dynasty, one of the twelve generals of the Eight Pillars Kingdom."

"In addition, the emperor also founded Taixue in the capital, so that all the meritorious children in the capital went to study, including you, so your father wanted to take you back."

"And your father was also given the noble surname of Xianbei: Pu Liuru, so from today on, you are no longer called Yang Jian, but Pu Liuru Jian!"

"Pu Liuru? Solid? Yang Jian's face was full of confusion, who could believe it, but it was just a sentence of effort, and his surname was changed to another.

And it's not the kind that changed his biological father.

"You don't have to worry about this last name!" Zhixian Shi Tai said, "Sooner or later, one day you will reuse the name Yang Jian, and when the time comes, everyone in the world will kneel down in front of you, shouting your name, long live the mountain!" ”

"Nayanluo, when the time comes, Lao Nun hopes that you will be able to remember, remember everything you have heard and seen in this Cihang meditation, and remember the suffering of the people who knelt in front of the Buddha and wept, so that they can stay away from suffering and live a truly peaceful and prosperous life!"

"Yang Jian remembered!" Yang Jian lowered his head and said sincerely.

"One more thing!" Zhixian Master hesitated for a while and said, "Etiquette must not be abolished, you must establish a successor in the future, and you must not have any delusions, do you understand?" ”

"Got it!" Yang Jian agreed very simply, it was originally one of the laws of this era to establish a successor, and Yang Jian was still a child now, how could he consider who to be the heir and asked.

"Okay, there you go!" Zhixian Shitai sent Yang Jian to the door of Cihang Jingzhai, and then Yang Jian saw that there were more than hundreds of various carriages, and thousands of servants were standing at the door of Cihang Jingzhai.

When the young Yang Jian appeared in front of these people, they all knelt down in front of Yang Jian and said

"The slave welcomes the young master home!"

(End of chapter)