Although the little monk doesn't know what to do, and he doesn't know if he can become a Buddha, he still has to live a life.

Life in the temple is very boring, every day is endless chanting and practice, and everyone is like this, day after day, year after year, as if only in this way can they be pure and have few desires and become Buddhas.

Save the principles of heaven and go to people's desires.

The Flower Fairy has become the only fun for the little monks, and they will play happily together after chanting and practicing every day, but they dare not go out of this small courtyard.

They accompany each other, grow together, and become the most important people in each other's hearts.

But the little monk did not dare to forget that there was no day when he would slack off in his recitation and practice, because the master told him that only by becoming a Buddha could he purify all sentient beings.

Becoming a Buddha is the greatest wish in his heart.

Becoming a Buddha is the goal of every monk.

"Little monk, if you become a Buddha one day, will you forget me?"

The Flower Fairy asked.

"Probably not, we've known each other for so long, how could I have forgotten you? ”

The little monk said with a smile.

"Then if you become a Buddha, will you still let me stay with you?"

The Flower Fairy asked.

"I don't know, it should be possible, I've become a Buddha, can anyone else control me?"

The little monk said.

The flower fairy smiled like a flower.

Becoming a Buddha is a very general concept, no one knows what kind of cultivation a monk has achieved to become a Buddha, just like the Qingteng Buddha, just an ordinary fairyland, which can indeed be called a Buddha.

It's like a Bodhisattva of great freedom, who is already a dignified power of the Golden Fairyland, but he is still being called a Bodhisattva.

Is a bodhisattva necessarily worse than a Buddha?

What is a Buddha?

What kind of cultivation is it, what kind of realm it is.

It seems that only the Buddha knows that the Buddha is not the realm of cultivation, but the state of mind, which is enlightenment.

Realize.

The little monk didn't know what enlightenment was, but such a little monk who was only twenty years old actually became enlightened.

The ancient Buddha of Qinglian once said that this son has excellent wisdom roots and has a great fate with the Buddha.

The little monk doesn't know what a Buddha is, doesn't know what becoming a Buddha is, doesn't know what it means to be a Buddha.

He just watched the flower fairy bouncing in front of him every day, playing happily, pestering himself to chat, pestering himself to play with her, watching her laugh, watching her frown, seeing her bored, and seeing her angry.

She was so beautiful that her expression could even affect his mood.

The monks should not be in the mood, joy and anger are invisible, Mount Tai collapsed in front and calm, and every day there was a smile of great compassion on his face, as if he was compassionate to others.

This is what a monk is.

And the little monk laughs and plays with the Dark Flower Fairy every day, laughing when he wants to laugh, angry when he wants to be angry, frowning when he wants to frown, crying when he wants to cry, where is there a little bit of the appearance of a monk?

is such a girl, completely controlling his mood.

If there is a Buddha in the world, then you are my Buddha.

"Really? I'm your Buddha, I've become a Buddha?"

The Stygian Flower Fairy lay on the little monk's lap and asked with wide eyes.

"Isn't it up to me to become a Buddha?"

The little monk gently stroked her little head and said with a smile.

A round of yellow light appeared behind the little monk's head, like the sun.

A barefoot monk dressed in sackcloth came to the door of the little monk, looked through the door, looked at the little monk and the little girl inside, and showed a warm smile on his face.

The barefoot monk quietly came to the little monk's courtyard and looked at him like this, looking at him all the time, with a satisfied smile on his face.

This little monk is only so young, he can actually understand the Buddha's way, sit in meditation and meditate, and become a Buddha on the ground, which is really good, and we should have another great power in the Buddha world in the future.

The barefoot monk looked at the face of the little monk carefully, but frowned, that is a great omen, there should be a catastrophe in fate, if you pass, then the Buddha is immeasurable, but it can't be saved, and it will sink.

The barefoot monk pinched his fingers for a long time, but still sighed, he still needs to come through this catastrophe himself.

"What's your name?"

The barefoot monk asked.

The little monk was taken aback, and then he found the barefoot monk in front of him, and he felt that the other party seemed to have been here for a long time, but he didn't find out in the slightest.

If the other person doesn't speak, he may never find out that someone is watching him all the time.

What kind of cultivation is this, what kind of realm is this, he can actually stand there and watch him silently for a long time, and he can't even notice the slightest.

The little monk looked at the barefoot monk in front of him, cold sweat flowed, and the flower fairy also sat up on the little monk's lap, looking at the barefoot monk in front of him in surprise, and his heart was extremely panicked.

They were still discovered.

"What's your name?"

The barefoot monk asked with a smile again.

"Former ...... Senior, little monk Huiyu, disciple of Qinglian Ancient Buddha. ”

The little monk hurriedly stood up, clasped his hands together, bowed and said.

"Qinglian's apprentice, yes, yes, at a young age, he can become a Buddha on the ground, and his state of mind and understanding can be seen, which is really good. ”

The barefoot monk had no pretensions, as if he were talking to a friend.

"Dare to ask the seniors?"

The little monk asked.

"Amitabha. ”

The little monk looked at the barefoot monk inexplicably, and didn't understand why the other party suddenly recited a Buddha name, which they often talked about, and there was nothing peculiar about it.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in the little monk's mind, and the other party was not reciting the Buddha's name, but telling him the other party's Dharma name.

Amitabha!

Buddha of the Western Heavens!

The little monk immediately knelt on the ground and bowed, "See the Buddha." ”

At this time, the movement in the courtyard of the little monk finally attracted other monks, and the little monks, all their nephews and brothers arrived, and when they saw the barefoot monk, they immediately bowed to the ground and shouted: "See the Buddha." ”

No one thought that the Buddha who practiced in the Da Lei Yin Temple on weekdays would actually descend to Hui Yu's courtyard, how could they not be excited, how could they not be anxious.

The sound here finally attracted the Lotus Ancient Buddha, he flew quickly, looked at the monks kneeling down in the courtyard, looked at the little monk Huiyu who knelt on the ground and trembled, looked at the dazed Dark Flower Fairy, and sighed.

"See Master, Master, please forgive Hui Yu for his sins, the Dark Flower is a seed that he has held in his hands since birth, it is just his fate, please don't blame this child. ”

Seeing that the master pleaded for himself, the little monk also hurriedly bowed down and said, "Please forgive the Buddha." ”

"What are you guilty of, pass on the decree of this seat, Hui Yu Hui root is excellent, and now he has become a Buddha on the ground, giving Hui Yu the true Buddha number, and entering the Great Lei Yin Temple to practice. ”

As soon as the Buddha said this, everyone was shocked, and looked at the little monk Huiyu in surprise, dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that a twenty-year-old monk would be able to understand the way of Buddhism and become a Buddha on the spot.

"Thank you, Buddha. ”

Hui Yu's face was overjoyed, and he bowed again.

"Master Xie. ”

Qinglian Ancient Buddha also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this is his favorite little apprentice, and now he can become a Buddha on the ground, and he is also deeply gratified in his heart.

"Buddha, what about her?"

The little monk glanced at the Flower Fairy, and then looked at the Buddha nervously.

"The flower on the other side of the underworld should have bloomed in the ghost world, but now she came to my Buddhism by mistake, but she has no chance with my Buddhism, she is by your side, it will only mess with your state of mind, and the monk should be pure and pure, without desire or desire. Go down the mountain, her chance, in the world. ”

The Buddha sighed and said.

"Buddha...... She ......"

The little monk looked at the Buddha anxiously, and the flower fairy looked at him anxiously.

"Hey, idiot, come back to Da Lei Yin Temple with me, practice well, forget about her. ”

After speaking, the Buddha flicked his sleeves and took the little monk back to the Da Lei Yin Temple.

The Stygian Flower Fairy looked at the back of the little monk leaving, her heart ached and she couldn't breathe, she had been with the little monk since she had spiritual sense, she had never been anywhere, and now that the little monk left, she was leaving.

Perhaps, as the Buddha said, being by his side will only mess up his practice.

The Stygian Flower Fairy wiped the tears from her face and flew away towards the east, without looking back.

Just like the little monk.

If it's broken, it's broken, and it's time for me to live my life.

After the little monk came to the Da Lei Yin Temple on the top of Lingshan Mountain, he had his own living yard, and he could listen to the Buddha's lectures every day, and his cultivation and Buddhism had made rapid progress.

It's just that he always feels that he seems to be missing something, and he can't calm down, the smile of the Stygian Flower Fairy seems to be right in front of him, but when he reaches out to touch it, it turns into foam again.

He had become accustomed to having a little girl with him to recite the sutras, disturbing him tirelessly while he was reciting, sitting and playing while he was practicing, and playing games with him when he was bored.

They were always together, and they thought they would be together forever.

Every evening, after reciting the scriptures, the little monk would stand at the highest point of Lingshan and look to the east, but he could not see anything except the yellow sand in the sky.

But he still stands here every day, looking to the east.

"What are you looking at?"

Master Qinglian Ancient Buddha came over and asked.

"She. ”

The monks don't gossip, and the little monks don't lie.

It's just looking at her, even if you can't see her, you have to look at her.

"She has never left that yard, she is full of curiosity about the outside world, she has always wanted to go out for a walk, often pestering me to let me go out with her, but now she is leaving alone, she doesn't understand anything, so simple, I am afraid that she will meet bad people. ”

The little monk said.

"Hey, idiot, it's all a catastrophe, you have to get through it on your own. ”

Qinglian Ancient Buddha sighed and said.

"I don't think so. ”

The little monk looked into the distance in a daze, his eyes were blank, and he had never smiled since the Stygian Flower Fairy left.

The naughty little monk who loves to laugh and make trouble seems to be dead, leaving only a shell.

The little monk still stands here every day, looking to the east.

The wind seems to have a spirit, blowing acacia and not blowing away the sorrow.

Until this day, the wind blew a purple strip of rags, and on the strip of cloth, there were dried blood stains.