Luo Gu said: "Practice, regardless of the hour, it should be between breaths. ”

Xuan Ci's quivering eyebrows told Luo Gu that his answer was excellent.

Luo Gu felt that Xuan Ci was close, mainly because Luo Gu absorbed the relics.

That relic gave Luo Gu a natural affection for those who practiced Buddhism. At the same time, those who practice Buddhism also have a good impression of Luo Gu.

This is great news for Rogu, because what Rogu has done is impossible for people to return to the righteous camp.

Therefore, the bald donkey of the righteous path may meet Luo Gu on a whim and kill Luo Gu. But now with this closeness, those bald donkeys generally don't kill Rogu.

Xuan Ci said: "You are very Buddha-like, do you want to enter my Buddha Gate?"

Xuan Ci's eyes were filled with hope, how he wished that Luo Gu would nod. Because there are people on the road to cultivating Buddhism, what a quick thing it is.

Luo Gu has deep roots of wisdom.

Luo Gu shook his head and said, "The abbot is joking. ”

The abbot's eyes were dim, and every word he just said was heartfelt, and he said helplessly: "It's me who is naïve, but, Lord Luo Shi's Buddha nature, hey, don't say it." Senior brother, you can take Lord Luo Shi to the Scripture Pavilion. ”

Xuan Ci's junior brother nodded, "Master Luo, please come here." ”

Luo Gu followed Xuan Ci's junior brother to this scripture pavilion.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple is very simple, there is only one "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" three big characters, which proves that this is an important place in Shaolin.

Luo Gu hadn't gotten close enough to feel the bookish aura here.

Of course, for Ricorogue, it's a musty smell.

Luo Gu asked the little monk beside him, "Do you know the monk who sweeps the floor here?"

Little monk: "There are so many monks sweeping the floor here, how do I know, which one are you talking about?"

Luo Gu: "The oldest sweeper who has been with you for the longest time. ”

Little monk: "Donor, I don't know if you say that. Because there are too many old monks in the Zangjing Pavilion, most of them will choose to sweep the floor when they are bored. ”

Rogu: "Thanks, I see. ”

Luo Gu came here mainly to meet the rumored sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk can be said to be one of the hidden big bosses in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon. If he could sit down with him and talk about the Dao, Luo Gu believed that his sword path would definitely go further.

Xuan Ci's junior brother said, "Donor, since you have arrived. The scriptures here are not brought out by the benefactor. ”

Rogu nodded to him and said, "Got it, Master." ”

Then Luo Gu was left alone, and of course there were some monks here to read the scriptures. But they all watched quietly, their lips lightly open and silent.

This is the core of Shaolin.

Luo Gu casually took a Heart Sutra and began to read it.

The Heart Sutra does not contain much content, but it contains too much knowledge.

Before he knew it, Luo Gu's mind was already immersed in the world of books.

It seems that Luo Gu has this natural familiarity with the Buddha, and without too many comments, Luo Gu actually understood the Heart Sutra, which is really a strange thing.

Relic, how did you come to be, with such power?

An old monk appeared not far from Luogu, holding a broom in his hand, sweeping the fallen leaves and dust of the courtyard.

The old monk swept the floor very lightly, without any sound of falling leaves under his broom, like an obedient child.

Is he a sweeping monk?

Luo Gu came to Shaolin at noon, and it was already dusk. He has been reading the Heart Sutra here for five hours.

Rogu looked up and rubbed his sore neck. He saw an old monk sweeping the floor. It's just that Luo Gu didn't ask: What is the reason why the old gentleman has such superb sweeping skills?

I was most afraid that the old monk would say, "It's nothing, it's just too familiar, practice makes perfect." ”

Luo Gu walked slowly to the old monk's side and said, "Master." ”

The old monk said leisurely: "I'm not a master, you have a good reputation." ”

Luo Gu: "Then I don't know how long the master has been in Shaolin?"

Ordinary monks should be called "masters", "elders", "abbots", "abbots" or "Zen masters" to abbots in monasteries, "Dharma masters" to monks with more attainments, and monks in lamastic temples to be called "lamas" (meaning "guru").

The old monk said, "I've been here for a long, long time. I've been here ever since I left home. ”

Rogu: "It's good here, too. ”

The old monk nodded, it is indeed very good here.

The light of dusk falls on this courtyard, making the laid-back here even more laid-back. The fallen leaves have not fallen, only the old monk is here to sweep the ground.

He swept his own altar.

Luo Gu said: "Someone once said: The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror, always wipe it diligently, and don't cause dust. ”

The old monk was still sweeping the floor, without words and as if he had not heard.

But Luo Gu knew that he had heard, and he continued: "But then someone said: Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform, and there is nothing in the first place, so where can it stir up dust. Would you like to help me out?"

The old monk already knew what Luo Gu wanted to say, so he didn't continue to sweep the floor and looked at Luo Gu.

Those cloudy eyes were full of wisdom.

These eyes are full of wisdom. Luo Gu no longer cared if the owner of these eyes was the hidden sweeping monk.

Because these eyes are enough to explain a lot of things, there is not much difference between the wise man and the martial artist, the difference is that the martial artist can be described in more detail.

But the road is simple, and in the end, they all end up in different paths. What is sought is nothing more than invincibility.

The old man said, "It's very simple, they are right. It's just that the methods are different, and the views are different. ”

Luo Gu continued: "Is there an invincible way in this world?"

The old monk's eyes lit up and darkened again, he may have been invincible in the world. But then he chose to come to this Shaolin. That says a lot.

Old monk: "Donor, what do you want to be invincible, is it the invincible way you want? Is it martial arts or is you invincible?"

Luo Gu thought for a while, he has relied on force to get to the present, but after martial arts, can you really be invincible?

In Brother Luo's memory, Dongfang Yu is the only one who is proficient in martial arts, but even so, Dongfang Yu still can't escape this secular world. And what about Rogu?

The old monk saw Luo Gu thinking, and then he said: "Martial arts vary from person to person, you can be stronger than anyone in this world, but what about after that? You don't have an opponent on the second floor, but do you really have no opponent? Time, space, and how big this world is, you don't know at all? How can you be invincible." ”

Luo Gu understood what the old monk wanted to say, there is no invincible in this world.

Because there are so many things that you simply can't get rid of. You can only continue to transcend, to see this different world, to break the shackles of yourself.

Luo Gu understood that the invincible way is the invincibility of the self. Make yourself invincible.

Luo Gu nodded to the old monk.

At the moment of nodding, Luo Gu's whole body was like a dragon, so that everyone in this Shaolin could feel it.

The old monk said, "Your Dao heart is already clear. Let's go down the mountain. ”

Rogu: "Thank you, Master. ”

The old monk said, "You have a relationship with the Buddha, go ahead, your story has just begun." ”

(End of chapter)