When everyone saw that Wuxu didn't drive Xiaoliu away, and allowed him to eat meat, they all smiled happily. A few monks immediately wanted to take Xiaoliu to the beach in the dark, but they were stopped by Wuxu and sternly warned that only Xiaoliu could eat meat outside the temple as a layman.

The monks who got up suddenly frowned. Wuxu said, "The little monk is actually a person outside the temple, traveling all over the world, and can't help but eat meat and vegetables, but in the temple, he also abides by the basic precepts. How can you, since you are wearing monastic robes, living in a temple, and being worshiped by the people around you, not taking the precepts and practising?"

The monks, divided and speechless. After a while, Yao Shan, who was sitting next to Wuxu, sighed, "The master doesn't know anything, it's not that I don't want to keep the precepts and practice and be a good monk." It's really such a nature that it is impossible to practice, so that the mind is uncertain and it is difficult to keep the Buddhist precepts. ”

"It's like this, can't you practice?" Wu said with a smile, "When Zhu Daosheng said the Nirvana Sutra, the stubborn stone nodded. It can be seen that everyone has Buddha nature. As he spoke, he used the Dharma Realm, the Vajra Nine Hui Dharma Realm, which appeared in the back of his head like a horse, and the last one was red, yellow, blue, green, blue, blue, orange and purple, plus a nine-color halo of gold and white.

In the Dharma Realm, the Enlightenment Divine Consciousness is in the Dharma Realm, the two index fingers are bent together, the finger ends are together, the two thumbs are standing side by side, and the golden seal of the Buddha's eyes is knotted, and the halo behind the head changes for a while, and a golden eye is manifested in the middle, which slowly opens and looks at Yao Shan and others.

This Tianyantong is a real Buddhist monk who can perform the technique.

A few days ago, in Chuzhou, he performed the Heavenly Demon Dance with Zhao Tong, and Zhao Tong practiced the secret method of Lamaism, and transferred most of his skills to Wuxu at the cost of three years of life. Later, when he was guarding the dragon vein in the Yuan Imperial Palace, he was injured by the blood and tears sword of the hated people, and his cultivation fell, and he barely recovered to the eighth layer of mortal dust; and he went mad on the ship of the Shenzhou League in the Yangtze River, and fell into the realm of cultivation. Then, entering Fan Li's secluded cave, he had the support of the ideological imprint of the Qin Zhuzi, as well as the cultivation of Qi Refining Technique and Qi Accumulation Technique, and finally returned to the eighth layer of mortal dust.

With such ups and downs, falling and recovering, and now with the help of Zhao Tong, the checkpoint is loose, and when he arrives in the East China Sea, he unconsciously re-enters the ninth layer of mortal dust, which can be regarded as experiencing hardships and has a solid foundation. Therefore, with the mandala Dharma realm, the Vajra is not destructible to hide and protect the divine consciousness, and to exert the heavenly eye that has always been able to be used only by the true Buddhist monks who have condensed the divine consciousness and fully incarnated the body.

The author is chattering, during this time, the protagonist Wuxu looked at the seven or eight monks carefully, and said to Yaoshan and others with a slightly angry face, "You all have smooth meridians and sound consciousness, why do you say that you can't practice in front of the little monk?"

Yao Shan still smiled bitterly, "Master might as well take a closer look at our bones and bloodlines. ”

Wu Xu, as soon as he heard it, he made a lot of investigations, staring at everyone, looking left and right, until he was dizzy, and the Tianyantong had been used for too long, so he collected the Tianyan, withdrew the Vajra Nine Sect Appearance, and asked a little tiredly, "The bones in each of you look weird, and the color of the essence and blood in your body is also different from ordinary people." Before, the little monk thought that it was because you had practiced some kind of exercises, but now it seems that this is the reason why you can't practice?"

Yao Shan clasped his palms together and bowed, "Master, it's really not a secret, we are actually not people. ”

Wuxu stared at Yao Shan for a while, and asked suspiciously, "There is no demonic energy on your body, and there is no so-called yin body ghost, you are not human, what are you?"

The rest of the monks, coldly, suddenly stood aside and replied in unison, "We are nothing. ”

In the night, Wuxu was suddenly said by these monks, and he couldn't help but pause for a moment, and looked sideways at them.

That Yaoshan, on the side, waved his hand unhappily at the few grimaces, and hurriedly said to Wuxu, "It's rare to see outsiders on the island a few times a month, they are sometimes bored and panicked, and I hope the master won't be surprised." ”

Wu Xuye waved his hand, "It's okay." Yaoshan, what the hell is going on, you can tell me in detail. ”

When the ears heard Yaoshan's eloquent words, the expression on Wuxu's face became more and more exciting, and then it changed again. It turned out that these monks were originally creatures in the East China Sea. After being caught by the boatman, he was bought by those men and women who believed in it, and was released in the small lotus pond behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Baotuo Guanyin Temple. For more than 100 years, he has been influenced by Buddhism in the temple and gradually opened his mind. Even in the morning and evening classes in the temple, those psychic people in the pool who can already understand people's speech and understand people also surface, head to Guanyin, spitting blisters, and also chanting with devotion, looking forward to the day when they can practice Buddhism, incarnate as adults, and attain the enlightenment.

Soon, the Southern Song Dynasty collapsed and the Yuan Dynasty was established. Some of the courtiers of the Southern Song Dynasty fled to Putuo Island, and in order to avoid pursuit, they built several temples and nunnery in the open space and hid in Buddhism. The small Putuo Island is already so big, and after a long time, everyone will inevitably have disputes. One day, the monks of Baotuo Guanyin Temple, unable to be squeezed by these outsiders, secretly crossed the sea, ran to the shore, and reported to the government.

After half a month, there was a group of sailors, five or six military ships, blocked all the wharves on Putuo Island, and the soldiers were divided into several roads, rushing to the mountain island, burning the temple when they saw it, and killing people when they saw it. Later, those soldiers were red-eyed, and even the Baotuo Guanyin Temple, the Purple Bamboo Forest, and the refusal to go to the Guanyin Temple, which were originally recognized by the Yuan Dynasty, were all bloodily purged.

Yaoshan still remembers that day, the monks of Baotuo Guanyin Temple, heard the sound of killing outside the temple shook the sky, the flames were everywhere, all of them were colorless, under the leadership of the host, kneeling in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, chanting Buddhist scriptures, but they were then knocked open the door, like a wolf-like tiger sergeant, carrying a bloody sword, slashing one by one. The leader of the team ordered his subordinates to light fires everywhere in the main hall, and when he walked to the back, he saw Guanyin Bodhisattva stepping on the fish, and couldn't help but say angrily, "His grandmother's, a clay man, also stepped on the fish, and ate an arrow from the leader of the fish boat." With that, he pulled out a feather from his back and shot it with a bow. With a whoosh, the arrow shot at the bottle in Avalokiteshvara's left hand. Then I heard a soft sound, and a small hole was broken in the net bottle in the hand of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and a drop of water dripped out of it.

The droplets of water that slowly descended grew larger and larger, and when they finally landed on the head of the leader of the group, they were already like a millstone. Then, there was a bang in the water droplets, turning into an ocean, drowning the leader and all the Yuan troops in the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Yaoshan and others in the lotus pond saw the monstrous water and overflowed from the main hall, and the ripples were like a thousand pounds, they were frightened, and chanted the name of Guanyin Bodhisattva in unison. Perhaps Guanyin Bodhisattva sensed it, and the water rushed to the lotus pond, automatically separated, and rushed out of the temple from the side.

It didn't take long for the water to pour back from all directions to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and it gathered into a drop of water again. The water droplets, spinning in the air for a moment, flew over the lotus pond again. At the same time, a voice sounded in the minds of the beings in the pool, "Are you willing to turn into a human body and take care of this temple?"

The sentient beings in the pool, including Yao Shan, were immediately overjoyed and agreed with their divine thoughts. I saw that the water droplets were shining with white light, and they slowly fell towards the lotus pond.

At this moment, a junior who was usually quite stubborn asked out loud with his divine sense, "Bodhisattva, I don't know how long I want to take care of this Baotuo Guanyin Temple?" Presumably it was the Bodhisattva's boundless mana, and the questions of this unenlightened junior could be heard clearly by all beings in the pool.

As soon as the water droplets touched the surface of the water, they emitted bursts of fragrance, and then emitted ten thousand colorful lights. The beings in the pool only felt a tingling sensation all over their bodies, and even their divine consciousness gradually became confused. A voice was faintly heard, and a scripture was recited, and then said in the hearts of the people, "If in the last days, there are good men and good women, who can have faith in this verse, and take it as a reality, and be held to read it, believe in it, repair the purified bottle, and even speak for you, then you and others do not need to take care of this temple." ”

After this incident, somehow, the Yuan Dynasty navy never came to Putuo Island again, and Yaoshan and others, who turned into human bodies, took Baotuo Guanyin Temple as their home.

In that catastrophe, all the temples in Putuo Mountain were destroyed, and none of the original monks survived. Yao Shan and others, searched everywhere and found a few Buddhist classics, but they couldn't get started with cultivation, it seems that this person's body is quite flawed, and a little Buddha power that has been cultivated with great difficulty is often lost when he wakes up. Later, many people broke the jar and stopped cultivating, so decades passed and died one after another. That's how Little Liu's parents went. There are unwilling people, resolutely out of the temple away from the island, but was plundered by the newly rising East China Sea Demon League, and died not long after, and then there is Zhao Haoran, the true monarch of Dongji Island, personally led the other two island owners to worship the temple on Putuo Island.

Yao Shan and the others who stayed in the Baotuo Guanyin Temple that day only saw a white light rising from the Daxiong Treasure Hall and turning into countless lotus flowers, and then everyone and the temple together, as if in a void. When I returned to Putuo Mountain, I had the rule that if I didn't leave home, I couldn't stay on the island. For so many years, this should be the only time Guanyin Bodhisattva has appeared.

To this day, it is like being confined in Baotuo Guanyin Temple, and the remaining seven or eight people are struggling to support, wearing monk's clothes, and doing morning and evening classes, but they only use meditation and chanting as a means to continue their lives, and they barely survive to this day.

Speaking of this, Yao Shan and the others looked at Wuxu with a pensive face, and knelt sideways in unison.

Wuxu invited everyone to get up and asked, "But I don't know what scriptures Guanyin Bodhisattva recited at that time, can you repeat it to the little monk completely?"

Who knows, Yao Shan and the others looked at Wuxu sadly and replied, "At that time, the water droplets dripped into the lotus pond, and we were immediately confused, but when we heard this scripture in a trance, we fell asleep one after another; I only know that there is such a scripture that Guanyin Bodhisattva has recited. ”

The condition is that others can hear it, and that it must be "read and recited, believed and practiced, mended and cleaned, and even spoken for you." According to the eight senses of Buddhism, "eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, mana, and alayya", this scripture cannot be remembered by Yaoshan and others, and it should be at least stored in the seventh consciousness and the last consciousness. Even the true spiritual monks of the Buddha Gate dare not say that the mana divine consciousness can touch that consciousness.

In the Dharma Realm, Wuxu Shenzhi clasped his palms and said to the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the mural, "Bodhisattva, what are your teachings?"

In this case, Wuxu had no choice but to fold his palms and say to Yaoshan and the others, "The little monk is not a person who is destined, and he can't listen to that scripture, let alone be read and recited, and believe in it." ”

As the so-called lotus pond is psychic, it is difficult for non-humans and demons to practice.

Even if there are scriptures to be unraveled, the Bodhisattva is speechless and difficult to follow.