A cold wind blew, and the frosted leaves swayed slightly in the wind.

A few wisps of fine sand spilled down the hillside, making a rustling sound like rain.

Under the bright moonlight, the cold is the only feeling left at this moment.

An eight-year-old monk knelt on a frozen stream in a thin monk's robe and smashed a stone hard, finally smashing out a few pieces of broken ice, but his little hand was already red and swollen from the cold.

The small body shivered slightly in the cold wind.

With two hot breaths into the palm of his hand, he hurriedly put the broken ice into the basket, carrying the basket larger than him, and walked up the winding mountain road step by step.

It's been a long time since I've seen the sun, and even Genba himself can't remember it, but it's been a long, long time.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and all the rivers and lakes have frozen. The trees were covered with a thick layer of frost, but the leaves were still as green as new, and what was even stranger was that there had not been a single snowfall.

Fortunately, it didn't snow, otherwise, he, his master and the brothers would have to freeze to death.

I heard from the master that there was a demon monkey in the east making trouble, and even the Dragon Lord and the Lord Yama were tossed and fled, so naturally there was no rain.

After walking for a long time, he finally climbed the low mountain out of breath, and saw the ruined temple on the top of the mountain, the temple door was rotten, and it leaned crookedly, as if it would fall to the ground when the wind blew.

Walking into the temple, he stood on tiptoe and threw the broken ice into the kitchen pot, took out the fire fold and lay on the edge of the stove to make a fire, and waited until the ice in the pot turned into water. He climbed up to the stove again, took a bowl and held it in his hand. Cautiously enter the main hall.

The Buddha statue in the hall has not been taken care of for a long time. There are cobwebs, and the ground is even more chaotic, with mud, sand, rotten wood, everything, and it looks like a ruin.

Turning into the small room on the side, he looked up to see a pale old monk leaning on a couch.

"Master, are you better?" he said, handing the bowl with both hands.

Take the water handed over by Xiao Xuanye. The old monk took a sip, covered his mouth and coughed twice, covered his chest and gasped deeply, and sighed lightly: "It's much better, I thought I was going to go, but I didn't expect it to ease up again." Thanks to the blessing of the Buddha. ”

As he spoke, he folded his hands and bowed reverently to the west.

Xuan Ye's clear eyes widened, and he asked in a low voice, "That master." Want something to eat?"

"Eat?" The old monk was slightly stunned, and smiled helplessly: "Is there anything else to eat in the temple?"

"Rice is gone. But the apprentice went to pick some wild vegetables early this morning, how about making wild vegetable soup for the master later?"

The old monk nodded with satisfaction and smiled. After thinking about it, he asked softly again, "Have your two senior brothers come back?"

"The senior brother and the second senior brother haven't come back yet. ”

"Haven't come back yet?" the old monk blinked, his brows furrowed tightly, and he turned his head to look out the window.

It's still dark outside, and it's even worse.

Most of the people in the town below the mountain have already moved away, and now the fate is unable, although as long as he is sick, it is not difficult to find something on this mountain to satisfy his stomach, but if the weather is so cold every day...... Maybe the master and apprentice will freeze to death here.

After thinking for a long time, the old monk said softly: "Xuanye, let's wait for two more days, if your two senior brothers can't come back, we won't wait for them." ”

"Don't wait for them?" Xuan Ye was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, let's go south and see if we can find a place where there are people. ”

"But...... Why do you want to go? Isn't this temple very good? Although it is a little broken now, we can repair it when the weather is good. ”

"Because of the cold, if we continue like this, I'm afraid that before the weather improves, we will already freeze to death. ”

"But don't we have the blessing of the Buddha? What are we afraid of?"

Hearing this, the old monk was stunned, thought for a long time, touched Xuanye's head, blinked his old eyes and said softly: "From the top to the Rulai begging to practice the gods, the next to the laity begging for food to earn money." Cultivating the Buddha is something we have to cultivate ourselves, and it is our own business. Every suffering in this worldly world is to hone our mind, and if the Buddha is willing, it is naturally good, and if the Buddha can't pull away, we shouldn't ask for anything. ”

Xuan Ye frowned tightly, and said with a flat mouth: "If one day a disciple becomes a Buddha, he should be a Buddha who is willing to save the suffering." When someone is hungry, the disciple brings him clothes, and when someone is thirsty, the disciple brings him water. In freezing weather like this, you should give away a few thick clothes. ”

As he spoke, Xuan Ye stretched out his head and looked out the window, but unfortunately there was nothing outside the window.

Looking at his simple appearance and listening to those words, the old monk was already overjoyed, and sighed softly: "It's good that you have this idea, but ah, the four major aggregates of Buddhism are empty, and if you really become a Buddha, you will pursue the Dharma wholeheartedly, how can you care about the affairs of this mortal? If you do, you will be stained with meaningless cause and effect, and stained with meaningless red dust." ”

"Huh?" Xuan Ye was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he said with a confused face: "This ...... Master, do you have to abide by so many rules when you become a Buddha?"

The old monk gently patted the little monk's hand and said, "This is not a rule, but a matter of heart." Becoming a Buddha is about an epiphany, studying Buddhist scriptures hard, going through suffering, and becoming a Buddha with an epiphany. If you don't have that mind, how can you become a Buddha? If you have that mind, how can you do that?"

"Can that disciple not become a Buddha first?"

"Don't become a Buddha first?"

Xuan Ye preached very seriously: "When you are only one step away from becoming a Buddha, stop and help others, waiting for everyone to become a Buddha together." Master, what do you think of this idea?"

As he spoke, Xuan Ye blinked and looked at his master expectantly.

As the so-called fairy tale is unscrupulous, the old monk is already a little ridiculous.

"Everyone else is seeking to become a Buddha, but you have to become a Buddha first?"

"Can't you?"

Stroking Xuanye's head, the old monk sighed lightly: "Silly boy, when you become a Buddha, you have the final say." ”

"Can't you make the final say?"

"Of course not. ”

Xuanye flattened his mouth in some disappointment.

At this moment, a shocking noise suddenly sounded in the distance.

Xuanye shrank to the ground in shock.

The old monk was also shocked, almost fell off the couch, and hurriedly said, "Xuanye, quick, take a look." ”

"Huh. ”

Xuan Ye immediately rushed out with his trouser legs. When he stepped out of the temple gate, he was completely stunned.

The wind swept by, and with a roar, a mountain in the distance was collapsing, and the mud and sand poured down like an avalanche, flooding the long-abandoned village at the foot of the mountain.

In the whirlpool of clouds in the sky, lightning and lightning are intertwined.

The monkey held the golden hoop stick and hung in the air, panting and staring at Rulai and roaring, "I won't let you touch them!"

The sound was so loud that the heavens and the earth were shaken, so big that Xuanye, who was standing in the distance, couldn't help but cover his ears.

"Who are they?" he stared intently through the crack in the door, as if he recognized him.

Quietly looking at the monkey, Rulai half-squinted and sighed softly: "The power moves with your heart, and the current strength is much stronger than that...... Hehehehehe, it's really Wuji. With such a powerful force, if it wants to destroy the world, no one can stop it. It's a pity that although the power is infinite, the heart is extreme. ”

"What do you want to say?" the golden rod in the monkey's hand clenched and "gurgled": "As long as you dare to touch them, I will kill all your disciples!"

"The poor monk has already moved, why don't you kill it? Why do you still follow the poor monk all the time?" Rulai spread his hands and chuckled: "You have also practiced Buddhism, but unfortunately you have achieved nothing, you should know whether the poor monk cares or not." Do you want the poor monk to take you to Lingshan and kill a few disciples with your own hands so that you can verify the poor monk's cultivation?"

The corners of the monkey's eyes twitched violently, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Do this, to you...... What's the benefit? Aren't you all four?"

Rulai smiled faintly and said, "Because...... You hate the poor monk, although 'Wuji' can't threaten 'Wuji', but in the end, it is the way of heaven to cultivate, and the poor monk is not as omniscient as Lao Jun, who knows the past and the future. Everything has to be guarded against. You say, right?" (To be continued......)

PS: Since the soft-shelled turtle released a big move yesterday, readers have reported that there is now a large area of residual blood, and some parts have been directly KO, so a transitional chapter is specially arranged for everyone to supplement HP. Of course, this chapter is also a hidden foreshadowing, and it's not just water.

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