Perhaps, it doesn't take much dust to bury the awakening.

Even magnificent pearls.

Perhaps, all you need is a green bamboo to embark on the journey home.

Even if it's not the way back home.

At this time, a thin monk gradually walked up to the largest rosette in the center, he lowered his head, held a green bamboo, staggered, and wore bare arms

The dung sweeping clothes, the whole body has countless scars, such as being germanium.

Some of them seemed to be freshly wounded, with blood trickling, and on his shoulder stood a five-colored essence bird, screaming strangely.

Although everyone's faces changed slightly, they all sat upright and gave the greatest respect. Only Confucianism and individual high-ranking officials and royalty turned their heads to cover their noses and eyes

There is still not a trace of ugliness in it.

This monk enters the Buddha and enters the demon, such as walking on a tightrope, which is really not simple.

The moment I looked up, my eyes were two black holes, like a waveless ancient well, filled with calm spirits.

"Fuyu Yikui has always been like a sect, drifting across the ocean, just to come without shelter..."

The voice was hoarse, like yellow sand in the throat, combined with this appearance, which made everyone stunned.

"Mage, what are your tricks?"

The young man who lost his sister's underwear suddenly asked such an embarrassing question, and he seemed to regret asking this question, sheng

Afraid of annoying Xianru, the round face that was still clearly visible with the two slap prints instantly retracted under the canopy of his elders.

"Without my eyes, I can experience the world with my heart, and I don't want to see the evils in this world, I can't change it, and I don't

can leave, can only face without eyes. ”

Apparently not angry or annoyed, he answered calmly.

Obviously, this is not the answer that everyone wants, and all kinds of nonsensical and bloody answers are made up in the brain in an instant. Stripped by the enemy?

In short, the answer is inexplicable, and the dog is extremely bloody.

But Xianru quickly gave them the answer they wanted, only to see that his left and right hands were sealed, and his state was empty, with countless flesh and blood in his eyes

The nest was coiled with knots, and after a few breaths, two more eyeballs grew, crystal sharp as eagle falcons, but they were pecked away by the big bird in an instant.

Hu Lu swallowed it a few times, and the excitement rattled strangely, and everyone was shocked, and their minds were so profound that they could generate blood by themselves

Meat, but raising such a ferocious beast, is really unclear.

"Why does the mage walk such a fierce bird?"

It's the boy again, but seeing that it's like the first time he answered happily, people can't look good, they should be very good at talking, and they are very relaxed

Ask questions in your heart.

"This bird has followed me since childhood, and if I feed it, it will not eat anything else, and it will break the precepts..."

As he was talking, the big bird bit down a large piece of flesh on his back, and the blood flowed like an infusion, and his expression was painless and painless, and he let it bite.

Unexpectedly, Xianru suddenly smiled, and said indifferently, "Yifo, I committed a greedy precept just because I was curious about your appearance. Just looked

I saw it, but it was very good. ”

is as enchanting as a smile, and there is a hint of ridicule in his words.

The strangeness in Yifo's eyes flashed, and he said in a serious tone:

"Manifest as a mage, please argue first. ”

Obviously, he is not hypocritical, and he argues when he opens his mouth.

Manifestation: "Where did the Buddha come from?"

Yifo: "Suva came..."

Manifestation: "Where is the Buddha going?"

According to the Buddha: "Go to Suva..."

Manifest like: "Even if you come to Suopo, you will also go to Suopo?"

According to the Buddha: "All sentient beings are savas, saviva sentient beings, sentient beings have no self, I have no sentient beings, sentient beings have no Buddhas, Buddhas have no sentient beings;

All beings are me, I am all beings, all beings are Buddhas, Buddhas are all beings..."

Manifestation: "What about the devil..."

Elfo: "I'll cross..."

Like: "Hell..."

Iver: "I'll go..."

Manifest as: "If you don't go to hell, if you don't go to demons, what kind of Buddha can you talk about..."

Yi Buddha: "Into hell, into demons, how to talk about Buddha..."

Xianru: "Okay, I'll wait for you there... I'll lose this argument..."

Xianru's expression was extremely sad in an instant, like blood and tears gushing out of Gu Jing's eye sockets like a spring. Everyone was inexplicable, and they were itching to hear it,

Why did you throw in the towel?

Only some eminent monks have solemn expressions, and Amitabha Buddha's recitation of the Buddha's name seems to be excessive.

"Ah Bird, Ah Bird, I can't feed you in the future, let you eat me this time. I have been merciful all my life, and I will not let you break your vows, and I am today

Your master and servant break a big precept, you eat me, I will kill you, and you and I will go to hell together. But seriously, it's the most nostalgic in the world

I read that the strange morning when I picked you up at the foot of Mount Aso, is the sea of five-colored flowers there still so bright..."

It was like a hand caressing the five-colored bird, doting on it. His expression was serene and resolute, and his other hand formed a seal,

The five-colored big bird instantly shined, swelled a few times, swallowed it in one bite, but it was in pain, and flew into the sky, wailing bitterly, and was was

Before the thought was taken, the five-colored feathers flew all over the sky, colorful and beautiful, but they were so out of place, together with the wind and snow at this moment

Scattered in the distance.

A monk and a bird, a master and a servant, nothing...

"After all... Still in the dark..."

The abbot sighed with emotion and woke up the slightly stupid Yifo.

"Master, I will cross him..."

As if he had closed his eyes, he seemed to have a lot of pain.

Maybe the person you know best is your opponent, and vice versa.

Wu Zen wonders why not walk at night, sail against the current, the road is as dangerous as a cliff, and the exit is as small as a needle's eye.

What's more, some roads have no exit at all, only a group of eyeless people stumbling and hurrying inside, one carelessly,

Forever in darkness, without pity, without goodness.

This is true in the world, and so is the Buddha. Only successful people have kindness to talk about, but it will never be left to opponents.

In the snap of his fingers, Yi Buddha had already realized, and his gaze, together with the golden seal of the Dharma on his forehead, was dazzling.

The twilight bell rang, still unhurried, and one hundred and eight farewell nights were warm and amiable, welcoming the hazy moonlight.

Thousands of ever-bright lights inside and outside the hall of Kongwu gradually lit up, as if the Milky Way opened a mouth, pouring out the stars in the sky, and the sun and moon sneaked among them,

The wind and snow flutter left and right, and the scenery is fantastic and blurry.

Iv... Restless?

The chief of the Buddha Hall asked softly.

"For three days and three nights, as long as there are people who come to debate, I will not stop. For these three days and three nights, I alternated for the sun and the moon

He is the only one... Pick up the argument!"

"In the land of Baizhou, the younger generation is like a carp crossing the river, what kind of tone do you dare to call the only one?"

A white-clothed monk walked out of Yan Shan, with a lofty appearance, a voice angry and angry, and thousands of ever-bright lights were swaying.

"Who am I? It turned out to be a monk out of the dust, and your senior brother can wake up when he enters the dust monk?"

Yi Buddha's tone was casual, and he seemed to have no interest at all.

"Senior brother awake or not, I am qualified to argue with you!"

The monk seemed to be poked by the Buddha and became impatient.

The dust monk of the ancient dust temple in Zhongzhou is one of the two major Buddhas in Zhongzhou. It is rumored that his senior brother entered the dust monk and traveled to the cliff of Xilin and suddenly had an epiphany

The ground is a hole, sitting for a long time can not wake up, the surrounding people build houses for its wind and rain, respect for the Buddha of the present world. coincided with the passing of the head of Zhongzhou,

Competitive spirit, a sword cut off the ridge of the roof. Let the body of the monk in the dust be exposed to the wind and sun, and the rain and snow will hit. and ordered the people not to build any more, and to divide the land

For the feast, just wait for him to wake up and fight the level, and the people will also wait for him to wake up, beat the leader, and avenge this sword.

"The old rule, you argue first..."

Yifo's tone is still tepid, neither salty nor light.

Out of the dust monk: "It is rumored that the ancient Buddha manifests the temple, which is also the origin of your mountain temple, the world knows it, and it is needless to say more, it can be seen."

In the construction of thousands of pavilions, the collection of thousands of incense, lighting the lamp is the bitter meditation and enlightenment of the Buddha, can it go against the original intention?"

Yi Buddha: "The Buddha has no appearance, this is the Buddha in the center of the eyes of all beings, leading people to goodness, and the eyes and hearts are full of beauty and brilliance, this."

It is derived from the pursuit and yearning of all beings for our mountain temple. But the naked eye is illusory, things are born from the heart, the Buddha can have nothing, and the green lights of an ancient temple are remnant

The body is sufficient, but all living beings see that my Buddha is also solemn and mighty, and their hearts yearn for it. ”

Yi Buddha's accentuated tone, as if teaching the younger generation, and the refuted dust monk turned pale, and constantly decompressed his luck.

"Yifo, I can't argue with you, but my senior brother is about to wake up, don't forget the appointment between the two of you when you were a child in the Tanggu River. He's still available

Wear the withered willow branch on your left wrist. ”

"I haven't forgotten either. ”

Ivot slowly raised his right hand, his robe retreated slightly to his elbow, and a circle of dried willow branches was also placed on his wrist.