"Old monk, am I really going wrong?"

The old monk bared his big white teeth, as if he didn't care.

Yi Bai saw the loneliness of the old monk's figure.

He couldn't answer.

He is a demon, how can he answer what a bodhisattva is.

"Tan Yue can know the name of the old monk?"

The old monk asked.

"How do you know?"

Yi Bai shook his head in reply.

"The old monk's name is Zen, and the abbot takes the name of the law, which is intended to let me not be disturbed by the red dust and meditate and enlighten."

The old monk patiently explained to Yi Bai.

"Daozen Master, Buddha Bodhisattva, is there only one?"

Yi Bai curled up beside him and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not."

The old monk was stunned for a while.

"Are all Bodhisattvas exactly the same?"

"There are thousands of bodhisattvas, and the Dharma is different."

"Then why, only those who are not disturbed by the red dust and lose their joys, sorrows, and sorrows are bodhisattvas?"

Hearing this, the old monk fell silent abruptly, and the firelight reflected his dirty face.

"I once knew a friend, who was a heavenly spiritual official, bold and generous, and eclectic, but I knew that there were five hundred spiritual officials in the sky, and it was impossible for everyone to be like my friend."

Yi Bai said with a mouthful of words.

The old monk remained silent.

Yi Bai didn't say anything more, his erect pupils staring straight at the chicken that was about to be roasted.

Half ringing.

The old monk came back to his senses, showed his big white teeth, and said with a smile: "Tan Yue is right, it is the old monk who is in the face, and he attaches too much importance to the words of others. ”

Between the three words of the old monk, there was a refreshing and pleasant atmosphere on his body.

The body and mind are dirty.

Zen is not only about stillness, but also about enlightenment and enlightenment.

Yi Baiyu's body trembled slightly, and he unconsciously visualized the Sanskrit word 'A' in his mind.

It seems to be pulled by an old monk's qi machine.

He visualized for only a moment, and then withdrew from the visualization.

Yi Bai opened his eyes and saw the old monk looking at him in amazement.

His heart tightened, and his cultivation of the Dharma was exposed?

"Tan Yue, but the old monk has looked away, and he never thought that Tan Yue could be based on Buddhism."

The old monk was unexpected.

"Don't blame the Master, I got the Dharma by accident."

Yibai was a little worried.

He didn't know that all sects and sects should attach great importance to the rules of their own cultivation of the Fa.

He is secretly cultivating the Dharma of Buddhism.

"Tan Yue can get the Dharma of Buddhism, that is Tan Yue's ability, Tan Yue has a fate with the Dharma of Buddhism, an ordinary demon, get the Dharma of Buddhism, not to mention whether you can get started, even if you are lucky to get started, you will only be eaten by the Dharma."

The old monk showed his big white teeth and said with a smile.

"Demon cultivation of Buddhism, will it be counterattacked?"

Yi Bai was afraid.

"Naturally, Tan Yue cultivated the Dharma, thinking that Tan Yue was pure and demonic, never harmed others, and had both merits, and the Dharma helped each other."

The old monk explained.

Yi Bai suddenly realized that he was lucky.

If his practice is eaten by the Dharma, it will be a big deal.

"Tan Yue cultivates the Dharma, and the old monks like to see it, but it is inevitable that some monks will be angry when they see it, and Tan Yue should be careful."

The old monk advised.

"Thank you, Mage."

Yibai couldn't be more grateful.

"Tan Yue, and eat."

The old monk picked up the cooked chicken.

Ignoring the heat, he reached out and took a leg from the chicken, and then handed the leg to Yibai.

Yi Bai ate it in a daze.

The old monk held the chicken in both hands and feasted on it.

Yibai: "? ”

You are doing Dong just to invite me to eat chicken legs and eat chicken yourself?

Yi Bai was speechless.

He could only watch the old monk eat meat like this.

Tea Kung Fu.

The old monk ate with his mouth full of oil, turned his head to look at Yi Bai, and asked the latter how he was eating.

Yi Bai was silent.

"No alcohol, it's a pity."

The old monk shook his head.

Yi Bai was still silent.

The old monk didn't realize it, showed his big white teeth, threw the chicken bones aside, looked at Yi Bai, and said: "Tan Yue doesn't know, when the old monk was practicing in the temple, he tasted meat for the first time, and the old monk knew that this life was inseparable from wine and meat." ”

The old monk wiped his greasy hands on his ragged clothes, looking disgusted.

"The monks in the temple have not stopped them?"

"Blocking helps?"

"The mage is amazing."

Yi Bai is convinced.

The old monk laughed, as if he was interested, sat up straight, and said: "Don't hide Tan Yue, there were a few little monks at that time, and they still wanted to learn from me to eat meat and drink, hehe, old monk I, how can I sit back and watch the monks go astray?" I took them into the corpse forest and made them eat carrion, and if they dared to eat carrion, they would be qualified to eat meat and drink alcohol. ”

"They didn't dare, so I used a bit of a trick to take the lead in eating, I ate actually roast chicken, they thought I was eating carrion, those little monks, when they saw me eating, followed the eating, didn't eat two bites, ran away, and since then abide by the precepts and rules."

The old monk looked proud.

Yi Bai was silent.

This monk came out of the temple, absolutely not.

"A few little monks, they must be very grateful to the master."

Yi Bai held back this sentence for a long time.

"That's nature...... The sky will be bright, Tan Yue should go back soon, otherwise he will suffer. ”

The old monk pinched his fingers, glanced at the sky, and said with a smile.

"Mage, then I'll take my leave."

Yi Bai immediately planned to leave and bid farewell to the old monk.

After getting along all night, he had a good impression of the old monk.

"Tan Yue wait a minute, Tan Yue has practiced Buddhism, and the old monk will teach Tan Yue a technique, and the spell must be made up."

The old monk tore and tore a piece of cloth from his rags.

He put his hand up a little.

The golden light flashed.

There is an extra Sanskrit word on the cloth.

"Tan Yue will take this."

The old monk's palm loosened.

The rag fell on top of Yi Bai's head.

Yi Bai just wanted to shake off the rags.

But the rags stick to it.

"Mage, why is that?"

Yi Bai was puzzled.

"Tan Yue can go back on his own, and when he goes back, he will understand this technique."

The old monk played a riddle.

Yi Bai was suspicious and said goodbye to the old monk.

The old monk smiled, folded his hands, and watched Yi Bai leave.

……

Yi Bai emerges from the dense forest, enters the upstream, takes the waterway to the end of the upstream, and then enters the middle of the river.

By the time he was back in the middle, it was already getting dark.

Yibai enters the bottom of the river.

He had just arrived, and he wanted to rip off the rags stuck to his head and find out.

He hadn't made a move yet.

The rags above his head shook and turned into golden light, and disappeared in front of him.

Yi Bai had more information in his head.

Information recording is a technique.

The name of the technique is 'Six-Character Mantra'.

The record of this technique is incomplete, and it is one of the six words of the mantra.

The font is obscure, and Yi Bai does not know its shape.

But he pronounced it, and it was pronounced 'om', and it was pronounced 'ong'.

These were obviously the conveniences given to him by the old monk.

Let him understand the pronunciation and pronunciation of the word.

"This technique, it's so easy to get?"

Yi Bai was surprised.

But after he carefully watched the information and tried to use it, he knew how difficult this technique really was.

This technique......

He couldn't do it anytime soon.

It takes a long time to practice, or it can be used.

The difficulty is somewhat high......