Hai An was beside him, wanting to speak, but he didn't know where to start.

He is no longer the original little monk, but has fused the memories of his previous life. However, he still remembered that Qin Di passed on his great compassion method, and with this method as the foundation, the Buddhist scriptures that he had been pondering all his life that were difficult to understand suddenly became clear in many places, so he felt both admiration and confusion for Qin Di: "It stands to reason that Mr. is a layman, not from Buddhism, but why does he understand such profound Buddhist principles?"

Hai'an asked, "Master, where do you live, and if the disciple wants to find you, I don't know where to find it?"

Qin Di looked up at the sky and said: "The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountain, between the vast sea of clouds, the long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing on the bank of the Wu River. I swept like the wind, and the rivers and lakes left only my legends. If you have the heart, look for it slowly, and you will find it. ”

Haian was dazed and didn't understand the meaning.

Hai'an said: "Compared with Jiangxin Island, I prefer the emptiness of the snow area, and I like the big snow mountains here, the blue sky and white clouds, and the endless green grass. Master, there are 58 palaces in Sam Temple, and I will leave one palace for you to come and live in at your leisure, okay?"

Qin Di shook his head: "No need." Let me ask you, what is Haiyan doing in the temple?"

Hai An replied, "He is the most powerful Dharma Protector Elder in the temple. ”

Qin Di snorted lightly: "I see that he has embarked on a fork in the road, and his cultivation is much weaker than I thought. ”

He originally thought that Hai Yan had a spiritual root, and after practicing for so many years, it should at least be the second level of qi refining, but this time they found out that Hai Yan's cultivation of Buddhism was too low-level, wasting his spiritual root qualifications, so he showed his old state.

This is not to say that the path of cultivating Buddhism is impossible, but Hai Yan has comprehended a little Buddha skill from the Bayeux Sutra, but he has not found a follow-up exercise, so he has wasted his years. If there was a good teacher like Qin Di for guidance, he should have been promoted to another level a long time ago.

This is the era of the end of the Dharma, whether it is immortal cultivation or Buddhist cultivation, the inheritance has almost been cut off.

Although there are still a vast number of Buddhist scriptures in the temple, few people can explain them correctly. Because of the lack of great virtuous monks, they were unable to surpass the dead, resulting in some souls being entangled in prayer wheels and prayer flags after the heavenly burial, which seriously affected the progress of the monks' practice.

It is precisely because of this that Haiyan has gray hair.

Qin Di only waited for half an hour, and Yan Xue turned around from the other side of the mountain.

For some reason, Haiyan didn't send her, and she didn't mean to see her son-in-law.

Qin Di couldn't understand the old monk's thoughts, so he didn't bother to guess.

Yan Xue said expressionlessly: "Sir, let's go." ”

So, Qin Ditou didn't look back and left, and Hai'an sent them far away before going back.

Qin Di asked, "What did your father tell you?"

Yan Xue pouted and said, "He said that he was deeply sinful, and he only figured it out after ten years of retreat: he was already a member of Buddhism, isolated from the world, and didn't want to see me again." He said that when he saw me, he remembered my mother and told me not to come back in the future and to live my own life. ”

Qin Di snorted coldly: "This old man's brain is in water. God will punish him. ”

As for how to punish him, he simply didn't mention it, because in his opinion, the old man's longevity was only ten years left!

Yan Xue stopped, her expression was gloomy, and said: "I can also see that his body is not very good, his qi is disordered, his upper qi is strong and his lower qi is weak, and he is close to the edge of going mad." I know that sir, you have the ability to penetrate the heavens, and I would like to ask you to show him a way to live a few more years. Have mercy on me, sir, and help me. ”

Qin Di was silent for a moment and said, "For your sake, I'll give him a way to live." Let's go, find a place to stay, and I'll write a piece of mind. ”

He knew in his heart that if Master Hai Yan passed away early, Yan Xue's heart would leave a trace of crack, which would be detrimental to his future cultivation, especially when he was crossing the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, maybe there would be unexpected demons in his heart, so he couldn't leave a problem at this time.

The two found a hotel in Shigatse to stay.

Qin Di spent a day of hard work and silently wrote a mental method.

He said to Yan Xue: "The scriptures I wrote belong to the 'Great Compassion Method', which is different from the one passed on to Hai'an. The method of great compassion comes from the lineage of Avalokiteshvara in the South China Sea, and the method of great compassion comes from the lineage of King Jizo. There are a total of eighteen levels of the Great Compassion Method, and I only wrote about the first three levels. If the old man can complete these three layers, there is hope that he will be able to achieve nirvana, leave the world, and go to the Pure Land outside the world. ”

Yan Xue took the scriptures, her eyes moistened, and she said softly, "Thank you, sir." I know you don't want to write verses like this, it's all for me. ”

Qin Di patted her lightly on the shoulder: "Go ahead, I have hundreds of such scriptures in my head." But I am only generous to those I like. ”

Yan Xue took a step back and turned to leave.

Qin Di said again: "You tell him that this scripture can only be cultivated by himself, and cannot be passed on to anyone. Otherwise, when I meet his successors in the future, I will take back their efforts one by one and erase their memories of many years of practice. ”

"Yes, I remember, sir. Yan Xue walked away.

Since then, whether the old man is dead or alive, just depends on his own creation, and Yan Xue's filial piety has been exhausted.

At the end of October, Qin Di returned to Chongqing.

Qin Han saw it and asked, "Didn't you say that you had been gone for half a year? Why did you come back in less than four months? Did you go to Europe? Did you go by boat? If you walked on foot, you probably haven't reached Afghanistan yet!"

Qin Di said with a smile: "We drove a jeep all the way over!"

In fact, he did have a collection of more than a dozen cars and a sufficient amount of gasoline in the gourd, but even if he drove on the road, he couldn't catch up with them, because there were no highways in those days, many places were mountains and forests, and there were no dirt roads, so cars couldn't drive at all.

Qin Hancheng asked: "Then tell me, what is the situation in Europe? Did you go to England?"

He studied in England in his early years, so he only cared more about the UK.

However, Qin Di said: "We didn't go to England, we only went as far as Germany and Austria, and we didn't even go to France. ”

Qin Han admitted: "There is nothing interesting in Germany! What are you going to do there? You are not afraid of hurting yourself even if you are in chaos!"

Qin Di smiled and said: "Dad, I'll tell you a secret, you have to bury it in your heart when you hear it, don't tell others." ”

When Qin Hancheng heard this, he immediately pricked up his ears and said in a low voice: "Say it, my mouth is very strict." I won't say it to outsiders. ”

Qin Di took out a Tsar Easter egg and said with a smile: "Dad, what do you think this is?"

Qin Hancheng's eyes lit up, he held the easter egg in the palm of his hand, and kept inhaling while looking at it: "Oh, this is a treasure, it is so beautifully made, it is a rare treasure at first sight, this is a Russian easter egg......?"

Qin Di said: "Dad, do you know how much such an easter egg can be worth?"

"I don't know, you tell me about it. ”

"It's a time of war, and it's not easy to measure stock prices. Wait until 50 years later, such an easter egg will be worth $100 million!"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Qin Hancheng shook his hand and almost dropped the easter egg on the ground.