Fahai led the way in front, with fluttering sleeves all the way, barefoot volleying in the air, flying in steps, and the immortal fan was full of swing.

Sun Zheng Edgeworth followed, trying his best to catch up all the way.

Obviously, if there is no Heavenly Escape Talisman, he will not be able to catch up with this handsome bald man with these two brushes.

With Sun Zheng's current speed of the sword, the speed was close to three hundred kilometers per hour, but it still flew for nearly an hour before arriving at Jinshan Temple.

It turns out that Jinshan Temple is not in Hangzhou, but in Zhenjiang, hundreds of miles away.

Paradoxically, the temple is not only far from the town, but also built on an island in the middle of a lake!

A truly remote place from the red dust.

Tsk, you say this monk is boring or not!

They all deliberately live in remote places, but they have to jump around the world, either catching spiders in the primeval forest, or running to the Siren in West Lake Town, and they are not at home all day, how can they look like monks!

I really saw a Buddha ghost, this monk doesn't have to do homework and chant for a day?

Still too full!

In front of the gate of Jinshan Temple, the two pressed the light, and several little monks trotted to greet them, saying that "the abbot is hard".

Well, this handsome bald is the abbot, no wonder no one cares!

Entering the temple from the main gate, Fahai went straight into the main hall and first offered incense to the Buddha and saluted.

Sun Zheng hung his hands and followed to the side to watch the excitement, without any intention of saluting the Buddha.

In another world, it doesn't matter if you bow or kowtow. But this is the world of cultivation, let's now make it clear that it is a route to the Daomen, what is the matter with bowing to the Buddha?

Anyway, I don't care, as long as I'm not embarrassed, it must be someone else who is embarrassed!

However, others didn't feel embarrassed, Fahai didn't pay attention to other people's attitudes at all, how could a few little monks dare to question the abbot's guests.

After Fahai saluted, the group walked through the main hall, crossed the inner courtyard, and entered the backyard retreat.

In the middle of a row of houses, the one with the best decoration is the abbot.

The room of the abbot of the temple, called the abbot. Over time, people used the abbot to refer to the abbot of the temple.

Fahai took Sun Zheng straight into the abbot, sat down as the guest and the host, and the little monk had already offered tea diligently.

Sun Zheng asked curiously: "Jinshan Temple is located on the island in the middle of the lake, and it is far away from the town settlement, is the incense prosperous?" ”

Fahai shook his head: "This temple doesn't need secular incense!" ”

"Huh? So where do you monks get their daily expenses? Did the Buddha pay a salary? ”

Fahai grimaced, staring at it like a ray of death.

Sun Zheng served tea to hide his embarrassment: "Just kidding, adjust the atmosphere, right?" ”

Fahai said: "The monks of this temple can go out to make a fortune, or pray with others, or catch ghosts and demons, and they can get back a little money and food." ”

"Oh, self-reliance, this is good, it deserves encouragement!"

Fahai picked up the teacup, took a sip and put it down: "Master Sun!" There is no outsider here, that ...... Bad words, please see it! ”

is so blunt, and he doesn't understand the world at all.

Perhaps, this is the master!

Sun Zheng said helplessly: "Then let's start from scratch." Let's start with the concept of bad language, which in your opinion is bad language. Or a lie, or a lie, or a vulgar and scolding voice. But your insight only stays on the surface and does not grasp the essence of the facts! ”

Fahai hurriedly said: "Is that what the donor said about seeing the essence through the phenomenon?" ”

"Yes! I was angry with someone, or I didn't like him, or I was jealous of his accomplishments, so I came to the door and scolded him. Is this a bad word? Yes, definitely!

So what is the appearance and what is the essence? My behavior of scolding him is the appearance, and my purpose of hurting him by scolding him is the essence!

Let's change the environment, a person feels bored and wants to kill himself. I came to the door and scolded him, so that he repented, and from then on he changed his mind and regained his faith. So am I still speaking ill of him? ”

Fahai realized something, and fell silently into thought.

Sun Zheng was not in a hurry, and silently took another sip of tea, feeling that although the taste of this tea was quite ordinary, as soon as he entered his mouth, he felt an indescribable transparency.

This tea is kind of interesting!

A strange fragrance suddenly appeared in front of him, Sun Zheng looked up in astonishment, only to see a light wheel faintly emerging behind Fahai, and at the same time, there seemed to be a Sanskrit chant sounding from the bottom of his heart.

Nima!

Was this an epiphany?

Is this the epiphany of Buddhist monks like this?

You don't think of me as an outsider.

What if I'm a little bad-hearted...... Belch! It's useless to have bad intentions, and it seems that there is no way to take this kind of coercion.

He's just sitting there, not afraid of you playing tricks at all.

That's the most infuriating!

Hanging or something, the most annoying.

I feel hurt.

I don't know how long this epiphany will take, but with the shape of the sea of view, it is estimated that he will not wake up for a while.

Sun Zheng got up silently, withdrew from the abbot, and arrived at the small courtyard to get rid of the influence of the Buddha's light and Sanskrit chanting of the epiphany.

There were a few little monks, sitting quietly in the corridor outside the abbot, as if bathing in the light of the Buddha and listening to the Sanskrit chanting.

Sun Zheng beckoned to the little monk who had just served the tea: "Where did you buy this tea in your temple?" ”

"Back to the donor, it was picked by the senior brother of this temple in the back mountain, and it was fried by Uncle Fayuan."

"Oh, then the Fa Yuan Zen Master is here?"

"Yes, do you want to see Uncle Fa Yuan?"

"Yes, please pass it on your behalf!"

The little monk didn't shirk at all, the little broken steps ran happily, and after a while, he went back and forth: "Uncle Fa Yuan is invited!" ”

The two of them walked one after the other, through the backyard retreat area, and then crossed a pontoon bridge on the water, and came to another island in the middle of the lake.

A thatched hut was built lonely at the foot of a hill.

An old monk with white eyebrows and beard was rummaging through the herbs, and when he heard the little monk's report, he looked up and showed a surprised expression.

"Jinshan Temple, it's been a long time since a foreign visitor visited. Unexpectedly, the junior brother's guest turned out to be a Taoist person...... Oh, if you are sloppy and rude, please forgive the donor! ”

Sun Zheng was taken aback: "You say that Fahai is your junior brother?" Is there a big gap between the two of you? ”

Fa Yuan smiled: "The first master only accepted the junior disciple in his later years. Before his death, he personally passed on the position of abbot to his junior brother. He once said that he who is a great Buddha in the sun must be a disciple of Fahai......"

I remember that at the beginning of the movie, Fahai told the old spider that he had only been practicing for more than 20 years. It is estimated that in the past 20 years, I have not done anything else except practice.

No wonder this product has a low EQ like this, which is inexplicably reminiscent of Xie Er, they are all the same professional geniuses and the same mentally retarded in the world!

Sun Zheng is embarrassed, it really doesn't make sense to hang it.

Throwing this section aside, Sun Zheng politely asked Fa Yuan about the mystery of his roasted tea.

His craft was recognized, and Fa Yuan was still very happy.

Listening to Sun Zheng's advice on how to fry tea, Fa Yuan did not refuse, and directly lit a fire on the spot, set up a wok, and fried a pot of tea on the spot for Sun Zheng to taste.

The entrance of the new tea tasted slightly better than the earlier tea, and the inexplicable meaning of the feeling became clearer and clearer.

But I saw the whole process in my eyes, and I didn't feel that there was anything different from others, and even a few techniques were a little clumsy, just a very common stir-fry.

Is it a problem with the tools?

No, Sun Zheng had paid attention to the pot and stove at the beginning, which were simply ordinary utensils. If you want to say the difference, maybe it is that the old monks often use it to fry tea and roast medicine. ŴŴŴ.BiQuGe.Biz

And the tea itself?

There is still a part of the freshly picked camellia left next to it, and it makes no difference to grab a few pieces to observe.

Jiangnan has this advantage, tea trees regardless of the season, can pick fresh and tender sharp leaves at any time, and even in autumn and winter, there are thicker autumn teas, winter pieces and the like.

After thinking about it, I never got the point, and finally simply took a handful of new tea and asked the old monk to help fry it back and taste it slowly.

The two sat opposite each other and tasted tea, and the new tea fried tea provided by Sun Zheng did taste better, and that wonderful feeling also existed.

It's a pity that there is no common language between the two, so they forcibly chatted a few awkward words, so they could only get up and say goodbye.

In order to express his gratitude, he gave the old monk a set of tea sets before leaving.

Back at the retreat, Fahai's epiphany was not over, and the little monk could only silently accompany Sun Zheng to visit Jinshan Temple.

Jinshan Temple covers an area of not small, and connects several neighboring islands through pontoon bridges and stone bridges, which is quite magnificent.

It's just that there are not many monks in the temple, and I asked the little monk to find out that the abbot doesn't like everyone to eat white food, and most of the senior brothers who have learned some skills are walking the rivers and lakes outside, subduing demons and eliminating demons, and doing the right thing for heaven.

This feeling is inexplicably reminiscent of Shuibo Liangshan.

Sun Zheng turned around, a little curious: "I see that you don't have a dock boat here, so how do you usually go to the water and go to the town?" ”

The little monk showed an envious expression: "As long as you learn the Divine Foot Pass, the Divine Foot Pass reaches the third layer, and you can cross the water without drowning, just like walking on the Pingchuan." It's a pity that the little monk is ignorant, and he has only reached the first layer so far, and he can barely stand in the water for a while, and he can't even cross the island. Senior Brother Tonghui has promised that as long as the little monk crosses the third layer, he will take the little monk to Beibi Mountain to catch ghosts! ”

Hey, that's ghost hunting! Your eager expression is swollen and fat? Should it be said that he is worthy of being an apprentice of the Fahai family?

Looking at the little monk's stunned appearance, if you ask him about the method of divine footing, it is estimated that he will also say it baldly.

But think about it, forget it, there's no need!

We have a heavenly escape talisman, what else do we need?

If it weren't for the fact that Dawei Tianlong was forced to score, he wouldn't even bother to pay attention to Fahai's invitation!

It's definitely not because you can't beat him! It's true!

After a big tour of Jinshan Temple and back to the retreat, Fahai has finished his meditation and is explaining the Dharma to the group of little monks and guiding the practice.

Seeing Sun Zheng return, Fahai dismissed the monks and thanked Sun Zheng for giving Buddhist gifts.

"Thanks to Master Sun for his guidance, the poor monk suddenly opened, and the right person comprehended a Buddhist magic power in the meditation......"

Sun Zheng wanted to speak and stopped, is this the existence of the halo of the protagonist? It's so angry!

“…… The benefactor, the poor monk has already understood that although it is the same evil language, there is also a difference between good and evil. But how should we distinguish between these differences? ”

Alas!

Your ability to comprehend the Dharma, but if you can miss a little bit and use it in ordinary times, you won't be embarrassed like this!

It seems that this mighty dragon is not so easy to take!

Pen fun pigeon www.biquge.biz