Chapter 68 Finding Peace Between Heaven and Earth, Listening to the Wind and Rain, Listening to the Mountains

"Huh?" At this moment, whether it was Qingyun, or the head of Yichen, Yixing, and the January Dao Chief, they were all shocked to open their mouths and widen their eyes, but they opened their mouths and stopped talking. I was thinking in my heart, how is this possible? The average martial arts people, with the strength of a lifetime, can be among the first-class masters, and can be cultivated for about 80 to 100 years, they are the top masters, even if they are ranked among the top ten masters in the world by three smiles and one cry, I am afraid that it is a little more than a hundred years of skill, if it is purely fighting internal strength, the remnant Ju Sword is not the opponent of the two, but only with exquisite swordsmanship can have the upper hand, and this Feng'er, less than twenty years old, how can he have more than two hundred to three hundred years of internal force cultivation? They all cast their eyes on Feng'er.

"Master, good eyesight, in front of your old man, I don't have any secrets, I know that my request may be a little abrupt, but, first, the rivers and lakes are eventful, the master is Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, and he must have no time to teach Zhenhui. The second is that my brother and I hit it off at first sight, and we are particularly close to each other. The third is that my master has said countless times that he wants to accept another closed disciple and be my companion. Therefore, I take the liberty of begging the master to give in, and I will not hide my selfishness, teach all what the master taught me to my brother Zhenhui, and take him to travel around the rivers and lakes, and do my best to protect his safety. Feng'er said very solemnly.

"Senior Brother Sanxiao, I think we Shaolin should break these so-called door rules, what Xue Shaoxia said is reasonable, at present, it is an eventful time in the rivers and lakes, all sects and factions are in danger, either facing the danger of being destroyed, or waiting to be annexed, or simply dismiss the sect and temporarily avoid the edge, if we don't abandon the view of the portal, and then don't work together, I'm afraid that the mysterious forces will definitely dominate the rivers and lakes and do whatever they want. So I also agree with Xue Shaoxia's suggestion, let Zhenhui follow Xue Shaoxia and practice martial arts again!" Master Qingyun said.

All the heroes present nodded in agreement. Indeed, as Qingyun said, today's various factions in the rivers and lakes are tired and stormy.

"Senior Brother Qingyun, I agree very much, then let Zhenhui follow Xue Shaoxia, Zhenhui, have you thought clearly, are you willing to follow Xue Shaoxia and worship Master Feng'er again?" Master Sanxiao asked.

"Hey, Master Sanxiao, I first took the place of my master's Zhenhui, a nominal disciple, but not under my master's door, Zhenhui is still a Shaolin disciple, my master is just a nominal disciple, his old man has no sect, he is indifferent by nature, he doesn't care about any name, he can only be regarded as a teacher!" Feng'er hurriedly explained.

"Monks are also at home, at home is also monks, where people are is not important, where the heart is the most important, this is what the three laughing uncles said, see through the sand gate, red dust refining the heart, this is the three laughing uncles did, I think so, I remember the abbot and the ancestors also often said, 'The temple may not have a true Buddha, but there are high monks in the city. Where is there no red dust? Where is there no Buddha? When, what, where is not to practice?'Everything is with fate, Brother Xue accepted me on behalf of the master, this is my fate with Brother Xue, and it is also my fate with the master in the future. Amitabha!" replied True Wisdom.

From Zhenhui spoke, all the heroes listened to it fascinated, from just treating him as a child, and then seeing Zhenhui young and old, without the distress of innocence, until now I realized that this little novice is definitely not so simple, every word is beautiful, every sentence is Buddha, and there is no place between the lines that does not reveal great wisdom and great understanding. At a young age, whether it is about the world or life, they see it so indifferently and so thoroughly, they all feel that they are not as good as this little novice. After all, he is only a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, and he will achieve success in the future, and there is no need to say much about Buddhism, as far as he is concerned, he is already on par with Sanxiao and Qingyun. Martial arts, if you get the teaching of Feng'er and her master, your achievements will definitely not be small. Just look at Feng'er, she has faintly become a new generation of leaders in the rivers and lakes, since her debut, every battle is so understatement, every battle is so lightweight, every battle is so devastating. Some old guys even think that Feng'er is a little more dazzling than the light and style of Fengqiwu when she just debuted in the 'Thousand Flowers and Thousand Shadows'.

"Amitabha, true wisdom, no wonder Qingyun and the abbot both praise you, you are the first person in Shaolin Temple in a hundred years of Buddhism and understanding, now it seems that you have little Buddha nature, for the study of Buddhism and cognition, has surpassed me, the understanding is high, not to mention that I was the first person who was praised as the first person in Shaolin Temple for a hundred years I don't know how much higher, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are the first person in the past three hundred years, good, good, this is really the luck of Shaolin, but also the luck of all Buddhists! I believe that you will inherit the last wish of the Shaolin patriarch in the future, and the achievement may directly catch up with the five and six ancestors, Amitabha. Master Sanxiao sighed sincerely.

"Uncle Shi praised it falsely, I am still me, or that little monk, I haven't changed, I have become just this world, just this river and lake, we can just follow the trend, we don't have to force ourselves to change anything, no matter how powerful the mysterious forces are, and no matter how high their martial arts are, we just need to do our own things, plan things in people, and make things happen in heaven. These people go against the heavens, and they multiply and kill, and the cause of evil is planted. Even if they can dominate the rivers and lakes, they will be damned. Therefore, even in the face of them, in addition to the culprit, those who can show mercy should be more merciful, and have more good causes for ourselves. Buddhism has a cloud: life is created by oneself, the phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is incarnated, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change. That's what you're talking about, right, Uncle Shi?" asked Zhenhui with one hand.

All the heroes in the hall, those who destroyed the door, and those who fled for their lives, all had a hatred for the mysterious forces, which one was not filled with anger? Which one was not full of hatred? Which one was not with the flesh and the skin of the house? Now everyone in the hall, for the mysterious forces, the eyes have long been full of anger and hatred, for the mysterious forces, they can kill one more, and they will definitely not kill one less. At this moment, I heard the words of true wisdom, and I couldn't help but be a spirit, and Zhenhui still had a merciful heart for the enemies of the temple, which was the real compassionate heart of Buddhism, and it was also the real chivalrous heart of the rivers and lakes, and they sighed to themselves.

"Amitabha!" Sanxiao and Qingyun both proclaimed a Buddha name!

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the little monk has a compassionate heart, and he is so impressed!" Yichen said several people at the same time.

"That's a good point, little brother Zhenhui, let's just say okay, I'll teach you martial arts, you teach me Buddhism. Feng'er said happily.

"Hey, Brother Zhenhui, you can teach Brother Feng'er a little Dharma, but you can't make the monk he taught! Belle said with a smile.

"My sister said and laughed, and there was a poem: 'I practice my body like a crane, and there are two letters under a thousand Panasonics. I came to ask and said, the clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle'. As the poem says, the clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle, everyone is like water and clouds, they have their own mission, the clouds are in the sky, and the water is in the bottle. Just like me and Brother Feng'er, Brother Feng'er is like a cloud in the sky, this is heavenly, he is the hope of justice in this generation of rivers and lakes, I believe that he will also be the leader of this generation of rivers and lakes in the future, punishing evil and promoting good, clarifying the rivers and lakes, is the mission of Brother Feng'er. And I am like water in a bottle, and I also have my own mission, that is, to promote Shaolin, to educate all parties with Buddhism, and to purify all sentient beings. Just as water can't float in the sky, and clouds can't fit into a bottle, so Sister Belle, you're too worried! Amitabha!" said Zhenhui.

"Oh, Brother Zhenhui, it seems that you will become a generation of high monks in the future! Belle finally managed to meet someone younger than herself, caught it, and tried her best to tease.

"Becoming a monk is not the original intention, and becoming a Buddha is also empty. But for the sake of all sentient beings, this body entered the floating slaughter. Sister Bell, whether it is me or Brother Feng'er's choice now, maybe it is not what I want to choose, but fate has chosen us, but we can do it with righteousness, as for whether Brother Feng'er will become the leader of the rivers and lakes, and whether I will become a future generation of monks, it doesn't matter. It's okay to do things with the right heart. Because, the most terrible thing in the world is not the wrong thing, but the wrong heart, if the thing is wrong, and then correct it, the heart is wrong, and you will continue to do the wrong thing. Sister Belle, am I right?" said Zhenhui indifferently.

Everyone was shocked again, including the two uncles and ancestors of the little monk Zhenhui.

"Okay, you are a little monk, you have sharp teeth, you are unparalleled, sister, I am willing to bow down, I can't say you even if I have eight mouths, sister, I am convinced. So tell me what your original intention is, what do you want to do the most? Come, come, tell my sister. Belle then asked.

"Find a place of peace between heaven and earth, listen to the wind, listen to the rain, listen to the mountain language, listen to the Zen language......" Zhenhui said with his palms folded and his head raised, and his face yearned.

The heroes are also yearning......

"Listen to your big mountain language, Zen language. As she spoke, Mei'er pinched Zhenhui's right ear, "Okay, you little monk, just a few words, you almost took us adults into the ditch, giggles, go, go to practice martial arts with your brother Feng'er! Don't continue talking here, if you keep talking, they will all become monks with you." Mei'er is really smart and spicy, and she knows that she will definitely not be able to talk about true wisdom, so she doesn't say anything more to Zhenhui, but directly comes to a way of "Xiucai meets soldiers, and it is unreasonable", not to mention, this ear pulling is really effective.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, my sister let go, I'll go with Brother Feng'er. "The little monk of Zhenhui is in pain, and the one is called a grin. I followed Feng'er out.

"Hahaha!" everyone, including the Master of the Three Laughs, laughed back and forth......