Chapter 82: Wu Hui's Doubts

"yes, there's a guy who has fucking eyes that are sharper than a dog's eyes. ”

"That's about eyesight, I'm second in this world, and no one dares to be first. ”

"Alright, alright, don't stink. Can you see who's up there?"

"Well, wearing a robe, it should be an old monk, right?!"

"Oh, boring! what's so nice about a bald donkey......"

The priest is in a panic right now, and he just can't find anything to do. So he put his feet on his feet and looked into the distance, and there was a big stone on the cliff of a big mountain on the left, and an old monk sat quietly on this stone.

"Where is he doing?" said to himself, "Isn't there any treasure there?" ”

After all, people who dare to be on the cliffs and calm must be very human.

The priest turned around and walked down a path, striding up the hill. After walking about two incense sticks, he finally found the cliff.

As he approached slowly, he saw a large oval boulder growing horizontally from the cliff.

The boulder is half stuck in the cliff and half suspended in the air, as if it could fall at any moment if there is a strong wind or waves.

People who have a fear of heights, when they go there, they have to be frightened.

The god servant had just finished marveling, and the magic of nature was impressive, and the next second he was impressed by the old monk.

At the front end of the boulder, the white clouds are leisurely, and the breeze is gentle.

An old Zen master sits on a boulder platform, he is wearing a robe, his hands are folded, and his eyes are closed, as if the outside world has nothing to do with him.

Uh-huh!!!

The priest coughed deliberately, which was regarded as a greeting, "Master, how elegant?"

Wu Hui slowly opened his eyes, he was very surprised, he didn't expect such a dangerous place to meet such a Taoist. He is for cultivating Buddha, he is seeking the Tao, and this Tao and the Buddha and the Tao are somewhat of a taste of dredging and returning.

Wu Hui was very happy, smiled slightly, and replied: "Dao Chief, good temperament, what are you doing here with all your hard work?"

"Master, what are you doing here?" it was not that the priest didn't want to answer his question, but that his attention was completely attracted by the other party, and he couldn't be distracted anymore.

"Those who have escaped into the empty door, one serves the Buddha, and the other is to practice enlightenment. ”

"Hey, what else can you realize here besides blowing the mountain wind?"

Wu Hui gently supported the boulder with her right hand, giving up most of her body and inviting him to sit together.

"Will this stone fall?" the priest had never stopped in that kind of place, his legs were a little weak, and he was afraid that as soon as he went up, the whole boulder would fall down the mountain.

"Stones don't fall, only people's hearts fall!"

The priest really wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but he didn't want to be looked down upon by this old monk.

Besides, he's bored right now, and it might be a wise choice to go up and have fun.

The priest jumped, and his body immediately took off into the air, and with a press of his feet, he steadily fell down to the man on the boulder.

Standing on the boulder, looking at the distant mountains and waters, the white clouds and the sky, everything is so clear, and everything is so small.

The people in the middle of it are just tiny grains of dust, those boring and lonely, love and hatred, in front of the magnificent nature, will suddenly collapse.

Wu Hui got up and looked at the bottom of the mountain, he pointed with his hand and asked, "May I ask the chief, how many people are there under the mountain?"

When the priest looked on tiptoe, he noticed that the people and horses at the foot of the mountain were much smaller, like a flock of ducks moving quickly.

"At least thirty of them......

"Wrong, there are only two!"

The priest scratched his head, he felt that this old monk had taken the wrong medicine, and he could actually talk nonsense with his eyes open. "Master, don't tease me, I can still count how many people. ”

Wu Hui smiled lightly, and his heart was disappointed, he originally thought that this was a master who could talk about Buddhism and Taoism, but he didn't want to be a vulgar mediocre man.

Wu Hui raised two fingers and replied quite proudly: "Even if there are thousands of people under the mountain, in the eyes of Lao Wei, there are only two people, one chasing fame and the other pursuing profit. ”

Oh...

Only then did the priest understand that this old monk was mysteriously playing dumb riddles, and he originally wanted to talk to him about the scriptures.

The priest was a little angry, it turned out to be like this, why didn't he tease him.

"Master, I said you were wrong, I saw that there was only one person at the bottom of the mountain from beginning to end. ”

"One...... This time it was Wu Hui's turn to be surprised, "What does this mean?"

"Whether it is a person who pursues fame or a person who seeks profit, they are all human beings. ”

Wuhui closes his eyes and meditates, and there are three realms of meditation and Buddhism.

The first is to look at the mountains as mountains and the water as water.

Second, looking at the mountains is not the mountains, and the water is not the water.

The third way is to look at the mountains or the mountains, and the water or the water.

The first is the original intention, the second is the Buddha's mind, and the third is the original mind.

And the other party suddenly said such a sentence, which made him embarrassed, where is the other party's realm?

Wu Hui looked at the Divine Servant again, and couldn't help but feel that he was eclectic in his immortal style, and he was really a master among the masters.

Thinking of this, Wuhui couldn't help but feel a little sad, he had been practicing Buddhism for many years, and there was not much breakthrough in enlightenment, and he had been staying on the second layer.

"May I ask the master, what is the purpose of participating in the competition this time?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, the priest asked a little impatiently.

"Lao Wei came this time, not for fame or profit, but to meet the Buddha's heart. ”

"Buddha heart, I haven't seen it, but I like dim sum very much. The priest's enthusiasm gradually subsided, and he began to tell some cold jokes that didn't hurt.

"The monk's name is Wu Hui, dare to ask what is the name of the elder honor?" Although Wu Hui is reluctant to admit it, some people are better than themselves.

Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground is an epiphany.

Ninety-nine eighty-one is difficult to become a Buddha, but it is gradual enlightenment.

Wu Hui's cultivation was at a bottleneck, and he sometimes thought that if only he could have an epiphany like others. In this way, he will not have to work so hard to find the true Buddha.

After the scenery is finished, the Tao is also debated. The priest yawned, his body was a little weak, so he wanted to go to the gentle village of the Qinglou and sleep for a while.

The priest jumped off the boulder and landed lightly.

"Master... My name is the Divine Servant, you can slowly enlighten there, and I will go first. ”

Seeing him like this, Wuhui couldn't help but admire him a little more.

Wu Hui jumped and immediately followed, "You and I meet is fate, fate dictates it, how about walking all the way together?!" Wu Hui said this, but he had other plans in his heart.

He vaguely felt that as long as he followed the divine servant all the way, the doubts in his heart would always be solved.

"That's okay, let's go to Su Mocheng first, have a good time eating, drinking and having fun!" Thinking of eating, drinking, and having fun, the divine servant was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.