Volume 1 The Journey of Immortality Chapter 3 Contemplation of Freedom

His Royal Highness the Little Prince took the bronze bowl, the phantom of the sea and the sky in the bowl, and a green lotus. The old monk flicked his fingers, and a drop of water came out in response, but in the blink of an eye, Xiao Yi felt a moist and cool feeling in his eyebrows, and then looked at the bowl, which was already empty.

What a means to be able to absorb mustard seeds.

Xiao Yi's eyebrows were incredible, and he took a deep look again.

"Dare to ask the name of the master?" "The people of Qi Liang are not good at Buddhism and Taoism, there are few Buddhist temples in the territory and many Taoist temples, and the little prince Xiao Yi walked for the first time, and on the way, he also saw that there were more Taoist priests with long beards and robes than monks in bald yellow robes. I never thought that the first time I traveled, I met a real monk.

The old monk didn't answer, leaving only a pair of eyes still looking at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was a little helpless, and after a while, he said solemnly, "The master's means are superb, and this prince has nothing to repay." He will keep his promise and send the master's disciples into this pagoda of the Great Banyan Temple. ”

The old monk smiled and nodded, and slowly closed his eyes.

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"Your Highness!" Duan Mingsheng hurriedly spoke, waking up the sleepy little prince.

This shout was not tight, not only woke up the little prince, but also disturbed the people around him.

"Your Highness?" The sharp-eyed person looked carefully, the little prince had a purple and green jade plate around his waist, and the word "Xiao" with a hearty ink was three inches through.

It was actually His Royal Highness the Little Prince who was so subdued, and everyone in the Big Banyan Temple reacted, and the people of Qi Liang all kowtowed.

The little prince is famous, and there is no dissatisfaction in the territory. When I saw it today, although he was wrapped in thick clothes and weak, he was jade and delicate, and he looked elegant, living up to his name.

The abbot of the temple hurriedly arrived and led a group of monks to kowtow.

Just wait for the little prince to get up.

Xiao Yi, who was ignorant and had just woken up, saw everyone around him kneeling and worshipping, but his face was expressionless, wrapped in clothes, and looked at the figure under the big banyan tree with a solemn face.

Only one figure did not kneel on his knees, and the little monk shook the old monk's body in a suppressed voice, but he didn't get a response.

Xiao Yi was silent for a long time, one hand subconsciously touched the center of his eyebrows, only to feel a cool and moist, which led to the heart and lungs, and even the breath was much smoother, and he couldn't help but remove a little irritability, and subconsciously spoke, "Does anyone know his name?"

This was said intentionally or unintentionally, but the audience was silent.

No one knows its name.

Xiao Yi was silent, seeing that the little monk couldn't hold back his crying and wanted to wake up the old monk, he fell to his knees all over the ground, no one knew what was happening, he was the only one who was sad, and finally couldn't help crying.

"Monk Bluestone. Xiao Yi is a real heir of the imperial prince, he has not been good at socializing with people since he was a child, but at this moment he stepped forward and patted the little monk's shoulder comfortingly, "Your master has a will before his death." ”

The little monk had snot and tears on his face, and regardless of Xiao Yi's noble status, he rubbed his mink coat with a crying voice, but repeated, "Master, he doesn't want to die, Master is so afraid of death, why did he die." ”

For so many years, Master took him to the north and south and talked to him so much.

Master said to be a good person, and said that a good person does not live long.

Master said that it is most difficult to be a monk in troubled times, but now in a peaceful and prosperous world, it is also difficult to be a monk.

Master said that the Buddha has great goodness and should cherish life, but he died like this.

The Master wanted to watch himself go up to the stupa and smash the bell and the drum.

Master said that the biggest trouble was that he had taken him as an apprentice.

Master said that the most proud thing was to accept himself as an apprentice.

He asked Master for his name a long time ago, and Master replied with a poem unintentionally.

He wrote it down by heart:

The lotus is born in the chaotic sea, and the green will burn the lamp. Close your eyes and forget the Three Realms, and open your eyes to see at ease.

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A new monument has been added to the Great Banyan Temple, which is on par with the abbots of previous dynasties.

"Master Lotus Sheng, I am extremely happy in the Spring and Autumn Yangguan for sixteen years. ”

On that day, Master Lotus Sheng cremated and burned a Buddha bone lotus relic.

On that day, His Royal Highness the Little Prince bathed in fragrance, opened the door with fingertip blood, opened the tower with relics, and led the bluestone monk to the tower.

When the pagoda of the Great Banyan Temple is about to close.

The little monk of bluestone watched the little prince bow and folded his hands in return.

Xiao Yi's face was calm, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was waiting for the bluestone monk to speak.

Each of them had a word.

But in the end there was silence.

After a long time, Xiao Yi bowed slightly.

The gate slowly fell, and the childish bluestone turned around, not looking at the red dust and world, but leaving a word.

"When traveling in Yangguan, Your Highness should be more careful. ”

Xiao Yi was slightly stunned, but he was closed, and the pagoda was closed.

The bluestone looked at the first floor of the pagoda, and there were countless scriptures and scrolls.

He still remembers the three requests he had made to his master.

He's broken his promise once.

The monk did not speak, but he bowed around the hall and recited words.

"Offended, the little monk wants to go to the top and smash the twilight bell and morning drum. ”

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Outside Yangguan Valley, three carriages were like smoke.

Someone sent them for miles, but the little prince was holding a book in the car with peace of mind.

It is better to be a companion than to be a companion in front of a book.

"A good man, if there are immeasurable hundreds of billions of sentient beings, suffering from all kinds of afflictions, hearing that it is Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, and calling it famous with one heart, Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva will be liberated by immediately observing its sound. ”

The crisp voice read a paragraph, and praised it from the bottom of his heart, "Look at it at ease." ”

"It's a good thing to look at. ”

His Royal Highness the Little Prince closed his eyes slightly, rubbed his cool eyebrows, and closed the book on his lap.

A cyan lotus flower shook in his mind. It is for the lotus phase.