The two brothers returned home after paying homage to their deceased father, but Chen Yi did not give up his previous idea and once again proposed to Changjie to worship under the Pure Land Temple. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that he was so persistent, Chang Jie shook his head helplessly and asked, "Fourth brother, the foolish brother didn't find out that you had a yearning for Buddhism before, why did you get the idea of entering the Pure Land Temple this time?" ”

In front of him is his only relative in this world now, and Chen Yi did not hide his true thoughts: "Second brother, please forgive the younger brother for bluntly saying that the younger brother still doesn't have much interest in Buddhist teachings, but he is very interested in the way of cultivation that the elder brother said. Since the elder brother said that the Pure Land Temple is the top cultivation sect in the world, and there is a relationship between the elder brother and you that can be borrowed, the younger brother naturally prefers the Pure Land Temple as the target. ”

Chang Jie was surprised and said, "Why did the fourth brother become interested in the way of cultivation?"

Chen Yi sighed: "After experiencing my father's incident, the younger brother deeply felt that there was a great terror between life and death, and he was really unwilling to let this great skin perish with the plants and trees, and wanted to have an immortal method and a free body. ”

Chang Jie's broom-like thick eyebrows wrinkled tightly: "Fourth brother, there are many people who have embarked on the path of cultivation throughout the ages, although there are also some legends of great cultivators who have broken the void and transcended the world, but no one knows what the result is. The foolish brother thinks that all things in this world are a definite number, that is, the heavens and the earth cannot last forever, how can people be truly immortal and completely free?

"What's more, although Brother Yu is bent on seeking liberation from Buddhism, living in the Pure Land Temple, a major sect of practice, he also knows that the world of practitioners is not peaceful, but the same as the secular world, and even more chaotic and cruel. I've heard that even if a cultivator is a powerful cultivator, if he takes one wrong step, he will only end up with the destruction of his body and spirit, and he will never recover!"

Chen Yi didn't mean to change his mind at all, and bowed to Changjie and said, "Second brother, no matter how difficult and dangerous this cultivation path is, whether there is any result in the end, the younger brother's mind has been decided. If you refuse to introduce the younger brother, the younger brother will have to try his luck in a few other sects. If you don't achieve your goal, you won't give up!"

"You ......" Chang Jie stood up and pointed at Chen Yi with his finger, anxious and angry in his heart. He had the intention to use the majesty of the eldest brother like a father to subdue the younger brother, but he was originally gentle and kind, and he thought that he had been away from home all the year round, and he could not even return in time after his father's death, so he was a little lacking in confidence.

After a long period of stiffness, Changjie finally sat down like a deflated ball, waved his hand to Chen Yi and said: "The Pure Land Temple opens the mountain gate every three years to recruit disciples, and the next time will be on the eighth day of April next year, when you go and try the fate of the law!"

"Thank you, second brother!" Chen Yi was overjoyed and thanked Changjie again and again. Then he asked with some doubts, "Second brother, the Pure Land Temple recruits disciples every three years, and the threshold for this cultivation seems to be a little lower, I'm afraid that it will be overcrowded in a few years?"

"How can it be so easy," Chang Jie shook his head and said, "The open recruitment is only for ordinary disciples who are participating in the Dharma practice in the outer court, and they need to be assessed on their origins, temperaments, and qualifications. The selection of disciples in the inner court is even stricter, and must first be recognized by a true disciple or elder of the temple, and after being recommended by him, he can temporarily become a registered disciple. After that, they will have to go through a three-year inspection period, during which they will have to undergo many tests. Until the expiration of the inspection period, a task assigned by the inner court must also be completed. In this way, you can become a disciple of the inner court and practice the secret method of the temple.

"Although my teacher, Venerable Huiyan, studied Buddhism but did not know the way of cultivation, Venerable Huijing, who was good friends with him, was a profound cultivator, and he was one of the five true disciples of the Pure Land Temple, and he had the right to recommend talents to the sect. At that time, I beg the Master to introduce you to Master Huijing, whether he is willing to recommend you, and whether you can pass the next test after the recommendation, depends on your own ability. ”

Chen Yi said indifferently: "Second brother, don't worry, what the younger brother needs is just a chance to try if he can embark on the path of cultivation." If you really don't have that qualification, you will naturally go home honestly and give our Chen family a succession. ”

Looking at the young brother who had made up his mind, Chang Jie smiled bitterly: "I just hope that after you see the cruelty of the cultivation world, you don't regret your choice today!"

Although he finally persuaded the second brother, there was an even more troublesome person that Chen Yi needed to face, and that was Chen Xing, the old loyal servant of the Chen family. Hearing that the little young master was going to go to the Pure Land Temple with the second young master to become a monk, the old Chen Xing was so shocked that his soul was not possessed, and he wept bitterly and bowed down in front of the two brothers and pleaded with Changjie and Chen Yi to change their minds and let the little young master stay at home to inherit the cigarettes of the Chen family.

Changjie couldn't wait for Chen Yi to listen to Chen Xing's words, so he hid aside and didn't say a word.

Chen Yi had no choice but to drum up his tongue again, and finally appeased this old man who was loyal to the Chen family half-coaxed and half-deceitful.

My father has just lost his life, and there are still many affairs to be dealt with at home. These things should have been decided by Changjie, the elder brother, but he was pedantic by nature and did not understand the world, so he really couldn't give any constructive advice. Seeing this, Chen Yi first asked for the consent of the second brother, and then unceremoniously took over these affairs, and arranged them properly.

Changjie saw that although the fourth brother was young, he was ten times more shrewd and capable than himself, so he was also relieved. After a few days, seeing that everything was in order at home, he proposed to return to Jodoji Temple to continue his practice.

Chen Yi did not force him to stay, took out a few sets of brand-new monk's robes that he had asked someone to make in the past few days and gave them to Changjie, and then personally sent him outside the village, and the two brothers waved goodbye after cherishing each other.

After returning home alone, as night fell, Chen Yi returned to his bedroom after dinner. The nightlife of this era was already barren, especially in the countryside where he lived, and there seemed to be nothing left to do in front of him except to go to bed.

After washing up, he sat on the wooden couch, but Chen Yi didn't really close his eyes to find Zhou Gong. Through the recuperation in the last few days, he felt that his physical condition had improved greatly, so he decided to start using the next year to polish this slightly weak body, so as to add a few points of capital to participate in the selection of the Pure Land Temple in the coming year. Although the pale yellow jade cicada of rebirth still hung on its chest, it remained silent and did not send any more information. However, those twelve figures and the corresponding method of breathing and breathing had been memorized and practiced by him in his previous life, and there was no need to do it again.

After taking a slow and long breath, Chen Yi parted his legs, turned his back, twisted his body, and bent his waist on the bed, posing in an extremely weird shape. Although his body is still a teenager, and his muscles and bones are still tough, it is the first time in his life that he poses such a difficult movement, and there are bursts of tearing pain in the muscles and muscles of his body. By the time he continued to adjust all parts of his body with great perseverance, adjusting this movement to the same as the first image in his memory, the clothes on his body were already soaked with cold sweat that was constantly oozing from the severe pain.

After the posture was in place, he began to breathe in a strange way, gradually expelling all the sharp pain in his body and the distracting thoughts in his mind, and immersed his mind in an inexplicable and wonderful realm.

As Chen Yi followed some mysterious law and inhaled, the three hundred and sixty-five points in his body oozed out a thin airflow like an activated source, and there were also bits and pieces of energy in the air like a drizzle of energy attracted by some invisible force and fell on his body, seeping into his body from his pores.

But whether it is the self-generated airflow in the body or the energy infiltrated from the outside, it does not go through the meridians or enter the dantian, one from the inside out, the other from the outside to the inside, quietly integrated into every cell of Chen Yi's body, and carried out subtle transformation and improvement of his body bit by bit.