"Master, we poor people can't open the pot, where did we get the tea!"

Just after Ling Ziqian followed the nameless old monk to the tattered table and stool on the edge of the side room and sat down, the little monk who was churning in the side room walked out of the side room with a blank face, and he also remembered that the small broken temple of the two of them was not available for some of the necessary things for life, how could there be such a luxury thing as tea!

"Amitabha, you stubborn, but you can't even make a cup of tea, Master Ling, you are waiting here, the old monk will make a pot of tea!"

After the nameless old monk scolded with a smile, he nodded slightly at Ling Ziqian and then got up and walked to the side room where he was before.

"Alas~ can be regarded as a fool!"

After the figure of the nameless old monk disappeared into the side room, the little monk sat down on the stool with peace of mind, and muttered quietly while sitting.

Ling Ziqian shook his head helplessly, as soon as the folding fan in his hand was opened, he enjoyed the warmth of the sun on the top of the mountain, and the little monk on the side was also bored lying on the table, closing his eyes like a salted fish!

And after the nameless old monk entered the side room, he came to the bedside where he usually meditated and cultivated, and took down a small jade box at the top of the shelf next to the bed!

Although the jade box was covered with dust and looked dirty, the jade exposed to the dust occasionally flickered with strange streamers, which looked extremely extraordinary!

Although I don't know what is in this jade box, but this jade box alone is a priceless treasure, it is hard to believe that in this nameless broken temple that leaks wind and rain, and the poor can't even afford to make new clothes, there are still such treasures that are treasured!

But I saw the nameless old monk lightly on the jade box, and after a golden light flashed, the dust that was originally all over the jade box immediately disappeared, and then the old monk gently opened the box!

As soon as the box was opened, there was a calming soul, and a very clear fragrance emanated from the box, and where the fragrance was conveyed, there seemed to be a golden Buddha light permeating, comfortable and peaceful!

Through the thin Buddha light, I saw that in the precious jade box, there was a palm-sized leaf lying quietly, the leaf was like a fine jasper, showing a beautiful turquoise, and above the veins of the leaf, there was a trace of golden shimmer, like a breath in the slight undulating flicker!

Look at its shape, this should be a Bodhi leaf, just look at the appearance of the jade box, this Bodhi leaf is clearly picked down for a long time, but now it seems that this leaf is still delicate, as if it is still growing vigorously on the Bodhi tree, it looks extremely peculiar!

The nameless old monk carefully took out this Bodhi leaf from the jade box, and then solemnly stretched out his right index finger and lightly touched it on the Bodhi leaf.

With the fall of the finger of the nameless old monk, the vision on the strange Bodhi leaf was instantly closed, and the diffuse faint golden Buddha light and the elegant fragrance were all gathered into the leaf, which also made this Bodhi leaf more and more delicate!

"Master, okay, if you don't hurry up, the sun is about to set!"

At this moment, the shouts of the little monk came from outside the room, and his voice seemed somewhat weak because of waiting.

"Amitabha, monks must not lie and dust, punish you for writing scriptures later!"

There are no scriptures in this broken temple, all the classics are passed down by the nameless old monk to the little monk in the dust, and there is no paper, pen and ink, so every time the little monk does something wrong, the nameless old monk punishes him to write Buddhist scriptures on the ground with branches, if there is a mistake, it will be added again!

"Amitabha!"

After listening to the words of the nameless old monk, the little monk outside the door of the room completely collapsed on the small broken table, looking extremely remorseful, he shouldn't have said more!

At this time, the nameless old monk had already taken out a small teapot from the corner of the shelf in the room, and after cleaning up the dust on its surface, the nameless old monk pointed at his hand, and a clear spring slipped from his fingers, filling the entire teapot!

Then the nameless old monk carefully put the Bodhi leaf into the pot gently, saying that it was strange that the Bodhi leaf had just touched the surface of the water, and it immediately melted into the water like a marshmallow that had touched the water, and dyed the pot of clear spring with a layer of green!

What's even more peculiar is that after the Bodhi leaf is completely melted into the water, between the ripples on the water surface, it seems that you can see that there is a golden Buddha sitting at the bottom of the pot, which is blooming with immeasurable Buddha light, and there is a faint Sanskrit sound of peace and compassion, which keeps sounding from the pot!

"Amitabha, thousands of years have passed, it's time to calculate, I hope the old monk's decision is not wrong!"

Looking at the empty jade box, the nameless old monk sighed helplessly, this Bodhi leaf was obtained by his chance, and it was also a secret related to him, which had never been shown to people for many years, but he didn't want to be whim today, and actually invited it!

However, at this time, the Bodhi leaf has been turned into tea, and it is in vain to think about anything else, so the nameless old monk settled down, and carefully walked out with the pot of tea.

"Amitabha, Lord Ling has been waiting for a long time, but the old monk has nothing to entertain in this poor and small land, only this tea is passable. "New

After the nameless old monk finished speaking, with a flick of his wrist, three bamboo cups shook off from his sleeves and landed steadily in front of the three of them.

Then the old monk carefully picked up the teapot, solemnly and cautiously poured the pale green tea in the pot into the three bamboo cups, looking at his expression and posture, if you don't know, you think he is on a pilgrimage!

"Let's try it, if this tea can get into the eye!"

After pouring three cups of tea, the teapot was completely empty, and the nameless old monk said to Ling Ziqian with a smile while putting the empty pot aside.

"Thank Your Holiness for tea!"

Ling Ziqian picked up the teacup, but saw that the tea was like a wisp of blue spring, the color was green, and there seemed to be some faint golden light flashing in it.

This fragrance is like the smell of Buddhist sandalwood, but it is a little different, but Ling Ziqian can't say anything different, he just feels that after this fragrance enters his nose, the whole person's mind is instantly relaxed, and it seems that this fragrance has a calming effect!

"Whew!"

At this time, seeing that the two finished talking, the little monk couldn't wait to pick up the bamboo cup, and then drank the tea in the cup, he has followed the master since he was sensible, the master has never made tea for him to drink, now there is this opportunity, the little monk can't wait to taste what this tea tastes like!

"You naught!"

The nameless old monk was looking at Ling Ziqian, but at this moment, he was also attracted by the little monk Chen, seeing that he was so anxious, he laughed and scolded, but his tone was mostly doting, without any blame!

"Master Ling, this tea is drunk as soon as possible, the effect is the best, please!"

After the little monk drank the cup of tea, he was stunned there, and the nameless old monk greeted Ling Ziqian when he saw this, and then raised the bamboo cup and drank the tea in the cup!

Seeing this, Ling Ziqian also raised the bamboo cup to his lips, his lips and teeth opened slightly, and he was waiting to take a sip and taste the taste, but he didn't want to, when the first wisp of tea entered his throat, the remaining tea in the cup turned into a golden and green interlaced stream, and it all poured into Ling Ziqian's mouth in an instant!

Only then did Ling Ziqian realize that it was not that the little monk and the nameless old monk did not want to taste the taste of this tea, but that this tea had its own miracle!

As soon as the tea entered the throat, a fragrance that was stronger than what it had smelled just now hit, and at the same time, a warm and peaceful power quickly spread from the stomach to the whole body!

In a trance, Ling Ziqian seemed to "see" that the golden light in the tea seemed to be constantly enlarged in his eyes, and in an instant, it had turned into thousands of monks in front of Ling Ziqian's eyes, and these monks danced all over the sky and played the Taoist Sanskrit sound, such as birth, old age, sickness and death, and all the sufferings were gone!

In addition to these monks, Ling Ziqian also "saw" that there were many bodhisattvas and arhats in front of him, who shone with the light of compassion and peace, standing or sitting on the lotus platform, separated into two rows on the left and right, but their eyes were all looking in the direction where Ling Ziqian was!

At this time, Ling Ziqian also realized that the surrounding scene was no longer the tattered nameless temple on the original nameless hill, but when he looked around, he saw the surrounding auspicious clouds and mist, the sound of Buddha bursts, countless auspicious beasts frolicking in the void, and the sound of Taoism and Buddha playing in the void!

There will never be any suffering, suffering, evil taste, and demonic trouble, nor will there be any difference between the four seasons, cold and summer, rain and darkness, and there will be no rivers and seas, hills and pits, thorns and gravel, iron fences, Sumeru, earth and rocks and other mountains.

Only with the seven treasures of nature, gold as the earth, broad and fair, unlimited, subtle and beautiful, pure and solemn, more than all the worlds of the ten directions, this is clearly the Western Heaven Elysium depicted in the Sutra of Amitayus!

"A flower is a world, a tree is a floating life, a grass is a paradise, a leaf is as it comes, a sand is bliss, a pure land is a party, a smile is a dust, a thought is quiet!"

Ling Ziqian didn't know what was going on, and was about to make a sound, by the way, he called the nameless old monk and the little monk who were supposed to be sitting beside him, but when the words came to his mouth, the content completely changed, and the voice was very different from the original!

The voice was peaceful and compassionate, and at the same time as the voice came out, the Buddha light of the entire Elysium shone brightly, thousands of auspicious rays appeared out of thin air, endless smallpox fell from the void, and the fragrance was intoxicating!

Ling Ziqian was slightly stunned, looked down, but what he saw in his eyes was not his own body, but a golden body sitting on the lotus platform, with the Buddha's light flashing!

The auspicious clouds and mist on the golden body are swirling around the body, and there are thousands of Buddha's light blooming like a great sun, shining on the entire Western Heaven Elysium, that is, the immeasurable divine light of the entire Elysium is all gathered together, which is not as good as the Buddha's light on the golden body!

Such a scene is beyond human imagination, this has transcended people, transcended immortals, transcended all sentient beings, Ling Ziqian instantly realized, this is the Buddha, the Buddha who is beyond everything, the Buddha who sits upright in the Pure Land of Bliss in the Western Heavens!

This is exactly what the Buddha is!