Chapter 514: Kind-hearted people send a post to the south of the mountain

Ding Mohan said: "This Huijing monk said that this ice silkworm came from the top of Kunlun Mountain. Very good, there was one over there, and of course there were two or three. It's just that Kunlun Mountain is thousands of miles in radius, and if there is no guide from someone who is familiar with the road, this ice silkworm is not easy to catch. ”

He personally experienced the spiritual effect of the ice silkworm, and felt that it was much more precious than the hundred poisons and seven insect smoke, and thought that the first thing was to get Huijing, and asked him to lead the way to Kunlun Mountain to catch the ice silkworm.

This monk is a Shaolin monk, which is quite tricky, but fortunately, it is much easier. At that moment, Sun Zhiyi was ordered to perform the apprenticeship ceremony.

Seeing that the master looked at him differently, the people who watched the mountains and seas gave him a large amount of money casually. The disciples scolded the master and rebelled against the enemy, and when Ding Mohan was employing people at this moment, he pretended to have forgotten everything, which was expected by him, but he was not very angry.

The group turned around and headed northeast. Sun Zhiyi followed Ding Mohan, and saw that his big sleeves were fluttering, his steps were light, and he was like a fairy, and he spontaneously admired him: "I worshipped such a great master, it is really a blessing from my previous life." ”

Watching the mountains and seas for three days, in the afternoon of this day, a group of people drank water and rested in a pavilion on the road, suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind them, and four horses galloped from the road.

The four horses rushed to the pavilion, and the passenger on the first horse shouted: "Big brother, second brother, there is water in the pavilion, let's drink a few bowls and let the mount rest." ”

As he spoke, he jumped off his horse and walked into the pavilion, and the remaining three people dismounted. When these four people saw Ding Mohan and the others, they bowed slightly, walked to the clear water tank, picked up the clay bowl, and scooped water in the tank to drink.

Sun Zhiyi saw that the man in front was dressed in black, with a thin body, with two mouse beards, and his expression was very fierce. The second person was wearing an earthy yellow robe, which was also thin and riblined, but he was tall, his eyebrows were slanted, and his face was full of sickness.

The third person wore a maroon robe, with a burly figure, big ears, and a thick white beard under his chin, and he looked like a wealthy merchant and a wealthy gentleman.

The last man was wearing an iron-blue Confucian scarf, about fifty years old, squinting his eyes, as if he had read too much and damaged his eyesight, but he did not drink water, and drank wine by himself.

At this moment, on the opposite road, a monk strode over, came to the pavilion, folded his hands, and said respectfully: "Donors, the little monk is thirsty, you want to rest in the pavilion and drink a bowl of water." ”

The man in black smiled and said, "Master is also polite, everyone is a passerby, and this pavilion is not for us, come in and drink water." ”

The monk said, "Amitabha, thank you." "Walk into the kiosk.

The monk was twenty-five or sixteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a big flat and collapsed nose, and a rather ugly appearance, and many patches on his robe, but it was very clean.

He waited for the three to drink, then approached the clear water tank, scooped a bowl of water with a clay bowl, held it with both hands, lowered his eyes, and said respectfully: "Buddha view a bowl of water, 84,000 insects, if you don't hold this mantra, it will be like eating the flesh of all living beings." ”

The mantra was recited: "Om Siphamanisha." "After reading it, he took up the bowl and drank the water.

The man in black looked strange and asked, "Little Master, what kind of spell are you chanting?"

The monk said, "The little monk is reciting a drinking mantra. The Buddha said that there are 84,000 insects in every bowl of water, and the monks abstain from killing, so they have to recite the drinking mantra before they can drink it. ”

The man in black laughed. said: "The water is very clean, there is not a single worm, the little master is really good at laughing." ”

The monk said, "The donor doesn't know anything. In the eyes of ordinary people, there are naturally no insects in the water, but when I look at the water with the eyes of heaven, I see thousands of insects in the water. ”

The man in black smiled and asked, "After you recite the drinking mantra, drink 84,000 small worms into your stomach, and those little worms will not die?"

The monk hesitated and said, "This ...... This one...... The master didn't teach it, and most of the worms didn't die. ”

The man in yellow interjected: "Fei Ye, Fei Ye! The little worm still has to die, but after the little master recited the mantra, all the 84,000 little worms were reborn in the Western Heaven Elysium, and the little master drank a bowl of water, surpassing 84,000 sentient beings. The merit is immeasurable, the merit is immeasurable!"

The monk didn't know if what he said was true or not, he held the bowl of water in both hands and was stunned, and muttered: "Eighty-four thousand lives in one fell swoop? ”

The man in yellow walked up to him, took the bowl from his hand, stared at the bowl, and counted, "One, two, three, four, five, six......... 1,000, 2,000, 10,000, 20,000...... Little Master, there are always 83,999 worms in this bowl, and you have counted one more. ”

The monk said, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." The donor laughed, the donor is also an ordinary man, how can he have the magic power of the eye of heaven?"

The man in yellow said: "Then do you have the magic power of the eye of heaven?"

The monk said: "The little monk naturally doesn't. I see that you have heavenly eyes, otherwise, how can you only look at me and know that I am an ordinary man, not a bodhisattva?" The monk looked left and right at him, his face full of confusion.

The big man in the maroon robe walked over and took the water bowl, handed it back to the monk, and said with a smile: "Master, please drink water! ”

The monk took the bowl of water and said respectfully, "Thank you, thank you." ”

I can't make up my mind, but I can't drink it. The big man said: "I see that the little master is vigorous and has martial arts, please ask me how to call it, and become a monk in that treasure temple." ”

The monk put the water bowl on the lid of the jar, bowed slightly, and said, "The little monk is good, and he is a monk in Shaolin Temple." ”

The man in black shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful! It turns out that you are a master of Shaolin Temple, come, come, come! You and I will compare and compare!"

Hui Hao shook his hand again and again, and said: "The little monk's martial arts are low, how dare he take the initiative with Shi?"

The man in black smiled: "I haven't fought for a few days, and my hands are very itchy." We've made a move, but it's not really a fight, what are you afraid of?"

Huihao took two steps back and said, "Although the little monk has practiced kung fu for a few years, it is only for fitness, and he can't fight. ”。

The man in black said: "Shaolin monks are all strong in martial arts. Monks who are new to martial arts are not allowed to step out of the mountain gate. Since the little master has come down the mountain, he must be a first-class master. Let's say that we will only dismantle a hundred moves, and it doesn't matter who wins or loses. ”

Hui Hao took two steps back and said: "The donor doesn't know, the little monk went down the mountain this time, not because the martial arts have peeked into the door, but because the temple sent disciples everywhere to send letters, and there was a shortage of manpower, so the little monk was barely able to make up the number." The little monk originally carried ten hero posts, and the master instructed that after sending these ten posts, he would immediately return to the mountain, and never use force with others. The donor's martial arts are good, so please accept this hero post. ”