Chapter 219: "Reciting the Heart Sutra"

"Don't say it, we don't want to know anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info"Unexpectedly, the first thing to erupt was a candle flame that had been on guard. Her eyes flashed with anger.

Although he didn't understand the reason, Bai Yi felt that she should be angry because he was sitting next to Tianyi. Pulling him into this game is equivalent to implicating Tianyi together.

He had already said that he and Tianyi were already grasshoppers on a rope now, and no one could escape, and they couldn't do without.

"The affairs of the master's family, can the subordinates talk more?" The eyes of the black-robed black Zen master were like torches, and he asked questions at the white clothes, but he was intimidated by the candle flame.

Bai Yi got up and didn't say much. He took a step to block the heavy iron-like gaze of the black Zen master, regardless of whether the candle flame behind him appreciated it or not, he only said one word.

"There are no subordinates here, whether it is Tianyi or candlelight, they are all my family. ā€

"Family, young man, there is only family in the world, and it is the most untrustworthy. The six sons are my sons, and in the end they all betrayed me and betrayed the Zen temple where I grew up. What's more, this one behind you, if you have a disagreement with your Royal Highness the princess one day, she will be the first to become your obstacle and stumbling block. Wu Zen Master said meaningfully, his gaze sharp and cold, as if at this moment he had returned to the powerful thief at the beginning.

He tapped his pipe and coughed twice, but he still didn't see any reaction from the white clothes, but seemed to be more and more determined. With a long sigh, Wu Zen Master could only regret helplessly: "You can only learn about those people, only once." There is no one in the world who knows them better than the old age. ā€

"It doesn't matter. Bai Yi gave his own reply.

"Even if you die at the hands of those people in the end?" Wu Zen Master had some expectations and reluctance after all, maybe he really took a fancy to the young man in front of him who knew nothing.

It's a pity that Bai Yi is destined to live up to his expectations.

For Bai Yi, Tianyi, who allows him to find himself, is really important in his heart, and from another perspective, his own life is actually the most worthless thing.

Some people are used to protecting themselves, but he has long been accustomed to risking his life to protect others.

"None of that really matters. ā€

"Just let them kill me, if they're really as powerful as you say, then I don't have anything to say. ā€

Bai Yi's decisiveness was unexpected, but he was such a person. If you decide on your own mind, you never know what fear is, whether you are bent on doing it or if you are stubborn and self-serving, in fact, it is the same.

"I've never regretted my decision, it was and it will be that way. ā€

The sonorous words were followed by extremely decisive actions, and the white clothes seemed to ignore the Wu Zen master in front of him, holding the hands of Tianyi and the candle flame left and right, and left and right, and left directly.

For irrelevant people, Bai Yi has always disliked to entangle with them more.

Wu Zen Master was a little surprised, but he seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He had been staring at this young man for a long time, and he couldn't let others deviate from his gaze with such a bright figure like a meteor.

Could he be the one who was destined to be?" Wu Zen Master sighed inexplicably, but he was old, and he also lost some of the frivolous spirit of his youth.

How many thirty years of life can we wait?

Time flies, time flies, he has become an old Zen master like a bad old man from the abbot, and there is no more time to wait.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. ā€

"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it. ā€

"The relics are the emptiness of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased. ā€

"Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no touch, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no old age. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, there is no wisdom and there is no gain, so there is no gain, so ......"

The chanting of the Zen master echoed behind Bai Yi, like a refreshing melancholy, what the scriptures contained in that passage was unknown, but Bai Yi never stopped.

The Heart Sutra of Contemplation, the Heart Sutra of Prajnaparamita, or the Heart Sutra of Prajnaparamita, no matter what it is called, Bai Yi understands one thing in his heart.

The people mentioned by Wu Chan Master have already involved the height of gods and Buddhas, and once such an existence is involved, what is actually left to people is only despair.

Bai Yi would not think that those gods and Buddhas who had been in the wind and drink for thousands of years would be mentally retarded even if they were inferior to themselves, nor would they doubt whether their supernatural powers and power were really as ever-changing and unpredictable as rumored.

However, at this moment, he has made a choice, no matter what the reason, at least he will stick to his choice. Because he understands that there is not much time left for him to be free.

Destiny will always follow the established path cruelly and unwaveringly, and those who stand in the path are actually no different from committing suicide by lying on the rails.

But the most fortunate thing is that there are still people who are willing to stand by his side, although he has not expected anything from anyone other than himself in the first place, but at least these days of recklessness are not without the slightest gain.

The chanting behind him continued, it seemed to be the last evening lesson of the black Zen master, and the melody contained joy and alienation from the world.

After reciting the Buddha for so many years, even if it is a great bandit with heinous crimes, he will eventually have some understanding. The suffering in the world is sometimes beautiful.

"I said, you don't have to please Miss to this point. The candle flame's footsteps suddenly stopped, and there was a slight unnaturalness in his eyes. She looked at Tianyi, who was smiling but silent, and muttered to the lonely back in front of her.

"Since we are already family, we always have to face something together. I just see that you have lost all your martial arts now, which is quite pitiful. ā€

Although this muttering was subtle, Bai Yi still heard it clearly. Although he did stop and turned around, he looked at Tianyi with a playful expression.

"Did you bring the gold? How do I feel that this is not like the candle I know. ā€

Of course, this was a joke, but unfortunately Candle didn't think it was much fun, and shook off his warm palm hatefully, stood behind Tianyi by himself, and made up his mind to ignore him.

In other words, this is the candle flame that Bai Yi knows, no matter what kind of mood she is in, she will always be Tianyi's most loyal guard. She is a candle flame that burns herself out, and is only able to illuminate a small area.

However, thinking of the reproach he might receive after going back, Bai Yi's smile at this time was also a little bitter, and he agreed more and more with the bitter monk's words.

All sentient beings are suffering, and he is naturally also sentient beings.