A few days ago.

In the temple of Pranya, the temple is a temple.

A drooping old monk sat cross-legged, accompanied by the sound of the leaves falling to the wind, gently swaying the monk's robe, and closing his eyes there.

Just looking at it sitting there, there is a sense of Zen rising, in a trance, as if an ancient Buddha is in the world.

"Master, you look for me"

With Youyang's voice, a monk with clear eyebrows walked in, it was Monk Yichen.

And the old monk who closed his eyes was the master of Yichen, the former abbot of the Prajna Temple, and the holy master of Fajue, who was known as the "living Buddha".

"Alas, the apprentice, the master will not live long"

The words were amazing, and the Fajue Holy Master slowly opened his eyes, as if there had been vicissitudes of life, looked at his own disciples, and sighed.

Hearing this, the corners of Yichen's mouth twitched, and he felt a little toothache, and sighed: "Master Changchun has a long life, and the Buddha and his old man don't want to accept you yet."

The Fajue Holy Master glanced at his own apprentice and said seriously: "Don't make trouble, this time the master is serious."

Yichen said helplessly: "Then master, what discomfort do you have?"

Hearing this, the Fajue Holy Master touched his stomach and said bitterly: "In recent days, the teacher has often had cramps in his abdomen, and it is even more painful and embarrassing at night, I am afraid that the old injury of the teacher will recur, alas."

Yichen rolled his eyes and said quietly: "Master, if others are idle and don't eat or drink for three days, I think it's similar to you."

"What does it mean to be idle?"

The Holy Master of Fajue raised his eyebrows, his white beard curled, and his voice raised several times and said: "For the teacher, it is called zazen, and under the unity of mind and mind, you can better understand the true meaning of the Buddha."

Yichen nodded again and again, and said affirmatively: "Yes, yes, yes, it is all the sins of the apprentice, the realm of the master, and the apprentice is difficult to hope for"

At this time, the Fajue Holy Master's nose moved, sniffed towards the position of Yichen, and unconsciously swallowed his saliva and said, "Disciple, what kind of meal did you eat at noon?"

Yichen's eyes lit up slightly, but his face remained silent, and he sighed softly: "Oh, it's nothing, it's just that Uncle Jueyan made a few small dishes and wanted the apprentice to bring them to the master, but the apprentice thought that the master wanted to sit in meditation and realize the Buddha, so he could only endure the pain and eat it with tears." ”

When the Fajue Holy Master heard this, his fingertips pointed at Yichen, trembling constantly, his chest rose and fell, and he said angrily: "You, a criminal, are really a criminal."

Seeing his master beating his chest and slamming his feet, Yichen suddenly smiled and said: "Hehe, although the apprentice has eaten some, but all he thinks about in his heart is the master, so I left some for you."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and made a trick, and on the slate in front of him, there were two more side dishes, and with another wave, they were each filled with a big steamed bun with white flowers.

"Goo-dong"

The Fajue Holy Master swallowed his saliva, his hands couldn't be controlled, and he subconsciously stretched out.

"Hey, hey"

Hearing Yichen's dark laughter, he came back to his senses, and immediately quickly withdrew his hands, his face was solemn, and he became a virtuous monk again.

The Fajue Holy Master squinted his eyes and said: "Hmph, the disciple has a heart, but the world lies in sincerity, how can you give up halfway for the teacher."

"Oh, then I took it"

Yichen nodded, thinking deeply, and wanted to do it without hesitation.

"Slow"

The Holy Master of Fajue suddenly spoke, facing the mocking gaze cast by Yichen, and his face did not change: "A stitch and a thread, a meter and a mile, all are hard-won, and they must not be wasted, that is very shameful, and this is a piece of your Uncle Fa Yan's heart, if the teacher ignores it, the Buddha will blame it."

"Come, let go and let the teacher come"

Looking at his master's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, Yichen felt that he still had a lot to learn.

"Oh, I remembered it, I almost forgot the purpose of calling you," Fajue Holy Master said as he swallowed the steamed bun.

“”

"Sword Demon, that old thing, I remember to mention it to you a few times as a teacher."

Yichen nodded and said with a smile: "Well, I remember, the uncles in the courtyard alone have mentioned it many times, and it is the one who beat the master."

"Ahem, cough, cough"

When the Holy Master of Fajue heard this, he was choked with a cough, stared at Yichen, and said angrily: "Sooner or later, the teacher will be angry with you, what does it mean to beat the teacher, and the teacher is at most slightly worse, which one in the temple said it?"

"Forget it, I called you this time because there was a sword demon heir in the rivers and lakes recently, and I don't know if it's true or not, I think about it for the teacher, you go and take a look"

Yichen was puzzled at first, and then waved his hand again and again: "Ah, let the apprentice go to the apprentice, you can see what you don't go."

The Fajue Holy Master took a bite of food, glanced at Yichen, squinted and said: "If it's a fake, then it's easy to send it away, but if it's a real one, hmph, just teach a good lesson, the old man can't beat him, and the disciple also has to find a way back." ”

Yichen saw that his master was quite resentful, and said a little speechlessly: "Master, after so many years, you still can't forget it, besides, my Buddhist disciples pay attention to the four major emptiness, and don't act in vain."

"No, thinking of the man's hateful face, the old man can't bear it. ”

"Master"

"Go, pack up now, and let's go"

Then, without giving Yichen a chance to speak, with a wave of his big hand, Yichen was thrown out of the courtyard by the Fajue Holy Master.

Inside the inn.

Yichen retracted his thoughts, his face was light and light, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart, the master would really give himself a big problem

On the way to the beginning, Yichen also heard about Nan Tianyi's various achievements, and thought in his heart, even if it is a holy product, since

You can always fight.

But after seeing Nan Tianyi for the first time, he suddenly had the urge to go back to the temple immediately, this is a sinkhole, alas, how good it is to stay in the temple, this god's special holy product, it is clearly a half-step heavenly person

Yichen had a faint toothache, and said that he was young, how could the master of the holy product suddenly become a half-step celestial, how can he fight this

I lamented in my heart, so I can't believe the rumors in the rivers and lakes, just like the appearance of my own master, it is not a great virtue and holy monk, and everyone praises it in the rivers and lakes, anyway, I have looked at it for more than ten years, and I haven't seen where the master has the appearance of a monk.

At that year, the Panyu Conference, the legend was that there was a colorful auspicious light, auspicious from the sky, tsk, how to say this thing, after a light rain in your house, there was no rainbow or anything

As for what kind of beasts Qi He, I really want to see how the eyes of the person who said this at the beginning looked like, and the dozen or so sheep grazing on the mountain were not good enough, at most a few hares and a few pheasants flew over

Just like this, it can be said that it is a hundred beasts to congratulate, and it would be good to be able to make seven or eight kinds, so it is really Amitabha Buddha to say that three people become tigers, and the rumors are terrifying.

Alas, it is really the master who moves his mouth, and the disciple runs and breaks his leg, and Yichen's heart at this moment is also an indescribable sorrow, which is not enough for outsiders

Getting back to business, Yichen untied the purple red gourd on his waist, gently placed it on the table, and took out a bag of tea leaves from the wide cuffs, and carefully spread it in front of him.

Shen Luo'er stared at Yichen, watching him take things out one by one, and couldn't help but say: "This monk's sleeve can really hide"

Yichen smiled and said: "Monk, I am usually too lazy, and I haven't learned much kung fu in the temple, but I am very interested in some small skills, so I studied more." ”

Nan Tianyi looked at Yichen Monk Lu's hand, which was very similar to the sleeve of a Taoist, but it was a little different, but it was by no means a small skill, if he used this trick to catch a hidden weapon dart or something, he would definitely be invincible.

To be honest, Nan Tianyi couldn't see through Yichen Monk, not that his cultivation was strong, but that he exuded a very wonderful aura, and the whole person looked a little hazy and ethereal.

It's as if this person is standing here, but it's very unreal, it's real and it's illusory.

At the same time, Nan Tianyi noticed that in the words of Monk Yichen, although it seemed a little uninhibited, his gestures showed a kind of everyone's style, and every movement was very elegant, like spring breeze and rain, impeccable.

At the same time, the realm of Yichen monk is also very strange, up and down, sometimes, it is an ordinary person with no skills, but in the blink of an eye, there is a holy cultivation, which is unpredictable.

This kind of feeling, as if you can see it, but you can't touch it, as if it is between nothingness, just like the Buddhist saying of the six paths and five elements, which is beyond the world.

Seeing that Monk Yichen put down his posture, he should take it, Nantian looked calm and sat firmly opposite Monk Yichen.