"Little monk?" Ao Han's gaze looked at the little monk.

"Is Lord Ao Xiaobao calling me?" The little monk stopped arguing with the old monk and didn't look over his head at Ao Han.

Ao Han nodded slightly and said, "I heard that the monk believes in Buddhism, can the little monk tell me where the Buddha is?"

The little monk didn't think about it and said, "Little monk, I don't believe in Buddhism, it's this old monk who believes in it, but the lord of Ao Xiaobao wants to ask where the Buddha is?" ”

"Oh?"

"All living beings are Buddhas, just because all living beings can become Buddhas. ”

Ao Han smiled, but said, "I don't understand." ”

The little monk said: "Giving rice grains to fill people's stomachs is Buddha; sending charcoal in the snow to warm people up and removing the cold is Buddha; slaughtering thousands of people and putting down the butcher's knife is also a Buddha." ”

"The Buddha has mercy on all beings, no matter how serious his past sins are, when he becomes a Buddha, he will no longer have any sins, just because the rest of his life no longer belongs to himself, but to the common people. ”

Ao Han's smile was still on his face, but he still said, "I don't understand." ”

The little monk was not annoyed at all, and said: "The Buddha is enlightened, and he is also crossing." ”

"The little monk has come to his senses?" asked Ao Han.

"Crossing by enlightenment. The little monk said.

"Whom?"

"All living beings can be crossed. ”

"How many monks have crossed?"

The little monk shook his head: "Not one." ”

"Have you ever wondered?"

"No, I didn't. ”

"Why?"

"Because the little monk can see his way clearly. ”

Ao Han's eyes flashed with a different look, and he asked again: "The little monk is called the little monk?"

The little monk said: "The little monk is angry with himself, he doesn't cross a person, he doesn't make a name, so the little monk is called the little monk, and when the little monk is old, if he hasn't crossed a person to become a Buddha, the lord of Ao Xiaobao should call me an old monk at that time." , hahaha......"

The little monk smiled and pointed to the old monk beside him again, and said, "He didn't gamble with himself, so he has a legal name, and the old monk is called ...... What's it called? I haven't called it for a long time, I forgot. ”

The old monk glared at the little monk and took the initiative to stand up: "The old monk Kongming, I have seen Lord Aobao." ”

Ao Han nodded slightly, which was considered a return gift.

Then Ao Han took a stack of golden tickets and put them on the stone table.

said: "I hope that the next time I see the little monk, the little monk already has a Dharma name." ”

After speaking, Ao Han left the wooden pavilion without stopping, and Gu Jingxue and the others also followed.

Strange to say, when Ao Han stepped out of the wooden pavilion, the originally pouring rain suddenly stopped.

It's a shame that the weather in August is unpredictable.

After Ao Han left, the little monk and the old monk looked at the golden tickets on the stone table, a thick pile, not to mention hundreds, and each one was a big ticket of 10,000 taels of gold.

With so many golden tickets, Ao Han put them on the stone table at random.

And his meaning is also obvious, these golden tickets are for the little monk and the old monk.

"Baby apprentice, what do you mean by this Ao Xiaobao master, why do you give us so many golden tickets?" For the first time, the old monk Kong Ming did not scold the little monk harshly.

His mind was so shocked by the thick stack of golden tickets that he couldn't calm down, and a pair of eyes couldn't take his eyes off the golden tickets at all.

What the six are empty, I have long forgotten.

The little monk was extremely calm, although his extravagant desire for a steamed bun could not be satisfied sometimes, but he didn't even have half a sense of the stack of golden tickets in front of him.

For the little monk, eating steamed buns is to fill the stomach, and wearing clothes is to avoid the wind and warm the body; everything else is outside the body, and it doesn't mean much to him whether there is or not.

"Lord Ao Xiaobao is a man of great wisdom, and his thoughts, the little monk can't guess. ”

As soon as the words fell, the little monk stuffed a stack of golden tickets on the stone table into the wet monk's robe, and his face had already recovered that cheap expression: "But with so many golden tickets, the little monk will have endless steamed buns in the future...... Hahaha. ”

"Oops. ”

The little monk was not finished happy, and his head was hit hard by the old monk Kongming.

"According to the old monk's view, the Lord of Ao Bao has a deep relationship with the Buddha, and he wants to get in touch with the Buddha, with these golden tickets, you and I can build temples and recruit Buddhists, and then you can spread the mystery of my Buddha. ”

"With so many golden tickets, how big a temple do you have to build, I don't know how much time you have to waste; ”

"My Buddha is compassionate, okay, today the old monk made an exception, so I will let you eat enough. ”

With so many golden tickets, Kong Ming's heart was full of joy, and he didn't care about the little monk's open-mouthedness, so he snatched the golden ticket from the little monk's arms and put it in his arms, and pulled the little monk out of the wooden pavilion.

Ao Han's intention to put down the golden ticket, Kong Ming and the little monk didn't care.

They have nothing, they don't have much skill, and they have nothing to calculate, so if someone is willing to give money, they are naturally willing to accept it.

Kong Ming and the little monk's doubts can be dispelled by the joy brought by a stack of golden tickets, but some people can't.

After Kong Ming and the little monk left the wooden pavilion, in a mountain ravine in the distance, the figures of Ao Han, Gu Jingxue and others appeared here.

Looking at the posture of Kong Ming and the little monk Shiyu, Gu Jingxue shouldn't have asked more, but she still couldn't help but wonder: "Young master, I don't understand." ”

Ao Han naturally knew Gu Jingxue's doubts.

Ao Han said: "Did you see the spar that the second elder of Tianchi used just now?"

"See, the young master once said that the spar does not belong to this era, and the method of controlling the spar does not belong to this era. ”

"But now...... We are not far from such times. ”

Gu Jingxue's expression condensed slightly, and she shook her head and said, "I don't understand what kind of era the young master is talking about?"

"An era that does not belong to the rivers and lakes, their power is above the rivers and lakes, if we want to adapt to that era, we can only have the power that conforms to that era. ”

"Strength, how powerful can they be?"

"The people who can adapt to that era are the pride of all creatures, even the most ordinary power of that era has to be mastered by the qualifications of one in a hundred or even one in a thousand. ”

"So, the reason why I got married to the little monk is actually the same as saving Shishiro. ”

"In the great era, the power of the rivers and lakes will definitely be integrated into the cultivation of the truth, but the time for the cultivation of the truth is unimaginably long and boring. ”

"You, Yuwenba, Shishilang and the little monk...... With you, it will make me feel that the road to cultivating the truth is not too lonely. ”

Ao Han's words surprised Gu Jingxue, it seemed that the so-called cultivation was just a game that needed to be accompanied by someone in Ao Han's eyes.

But in the final analysis, Gu Jingxue couldn't appreciate the horror of cultivation.

At the same time, Gu Jingxue also noticed something.

"What does the young master mean that we all have such qualifications?"

"Your qualifications are already qualified to stand at the top of cultivation. ”