At that time, the ascetic did not answer Mr. Churaku's question, but after listening to Mr. Le's words, he reflected on the way he practiced asceticism, and then he walked the world, realized the world, and finally realized that the so-called suffering and happiness are not born from the heart, and that suffering is suffering and happiness is attachment, and being able to perceive the suffering of sentient beings and save the suffering of sentient beings is the original intention of the Buddha to incarnate the world. The bodhi mind that can realize the suffering of all sentient beings is the true heart of Buddhahood!

Therefore, the ascetic monk traveled through the world for many years and realized the true meaning of suffering for all living beings, not to see all kinds of suffering in the world, but to observe the mind through the ages, and to deeply observe the bodhi in his own heart.

And the reason why he didn't allow Lu Zheng to practice for revenge was also out of this heart. The path of cultivation to seek revenge, with revenge as the starting point of cultivation, the path taken will only be the end of revenge!

The two drank another round of tea, and the ascetic Mr. Chongle bowed down and said, "This time, the poor monk has one thing that he wants to work hard. Mr. Fang Cai has also seen that the child brought by the poor monk was poisoned by a snake demon, and the poisoning was very deep, and the poor monk was ashamed and unable to save him, and he hoped that Mr. would help him and save the child. ”

Mr. Le frowned slightly, and said: "No wonder, I saw that the child's facial features were weakened, but the five senses were shrewd and abnormal, and the sight and hearing senses were lost first and then gained. But at this time, it is easy to have illusions, presumably this child has already triggered the little supernatural powers.

It's just that in this way, the loss of vitality is even worse, and after a long time, it is inevitable that the vitality will be dispersed and died. But this child is still alive and kicking, thinking that it is the monk who is compassionate and protects his heart with his own vitality to save his life. The great monk sacrificed his heart to save others, which really made Le admire!"

When the ascetic heard this, he was even more happy in admiration, Mr. Le just glanced at Lu Zheng, and he could understand Lu Zheng's condition so clearly, presumably he must be able to cure Lu Zheng, it seems that this trip is worth the trip, he said: "Mr. eyes are like torches! I am ashamed to say that this child's poisoning is affected by me......

Then, the ascetic told in detail about the murder of the snake demon in the Qinglong Temple that night, and finally blamed himself: "If it weren't for the poor monk's carelessness, the monster wouldn't have had a chance to hide from me...... By the way, there is another thing, that child is not dead, but it is not that I consumed the true yuan to protect him, but that he himself has a talisman on his body, which can not only resist the yin poison, but also can dissipate vitality to nourish his body. At that moment, he carefully described how this jade pendant emitted white light, protecting Lu Zheng's heart and so on.

Mr. Le was also quite surprised when he heard this, and said: "I see, the great monk is compassionate, and it is inevitable that he will be used by Xiaoxiao, so there is no need to blame himself too much." The world is unpredictable, and such a magic weapon actually fell on a little beggar in the world. ”

The ascetic said: "The poor monk also inquired, according to Lu Zheng, it should be left to him by his parents, but he was an orphan and was raised by an old beggar since he was a child, and he didn't know who his biological parents were. The poor monk sensed that the talisman was still alive, but he never inspected it privately, nor did he inform Lu Zheng. ”

After pondering for a long time, he said: "The great monk is upright and does not inspire the spirit in private, but I tell you the truth, even if you use mana to provoke, it is impossible to read any information. ”

The ascetic monk was surprised and said, "What is the reason for this? Could it be that Mr. Le knows about this magic weapon?"

Mr. Le shook his head, his expression seemed to be still thinking, and he said: "There are all kinds of talisman tools in the cultivation world, but according to what the great monk said, being able to sense so autonomously, protect the heart and veins, and exude vitality shows that the use of this magic weapon can assist in the operation of qi and blood around the body, and it must be a tool for refining the body and mind." ”

The dervish was puzzled: "The instrument of body and mind refinement?"

Mr. Le smiled and said, "The great monk is in the Buddha Gate, concentrating on cultivating the Vajra Divine Power passed on by the elders of your Buddha Gate, and he doesn't know much about the way of refining weapons. The so-called combination of body and mind refining instrument, is in the refining of the instrument, with the essence of the master of the magic weapon fusion refining, after the magic weapon and people are inseparable, the two vitality coexist, with the person to raise the instrument, to raise the person, with the master of the instrument to cultivate the realm of ascension, this instrument will become its physical and mental extension, can change with the body and mind, the highest realm, can be cultivated into a class of incarnation. ”

Dervishe: "This is the first time I've heard of a poor monk. ”

Mr. Le said: "It is similar to the incarnation of Ying Sense in your Buddhism, but it is different in fun and a bit tricky. Anyway, what does that kid's talisman look like?"

The ascetic said: "It is a jade pendant, surrounded by six dragons......" said as he used his mental power to show the appearance of the jade pendant to Mr. Le with the method of transforming the shape of the mind.

Mr. Le's mind turned into a mind and saw Lu Zheng's jade pendant, his face changed suddenly, he quickly got up and stretched out his hand to draw a circle into the void, his fingers fell, and the circle suddenly emitted a golden light, like a bronze mirror hanging in the air, which projected Lu Zheng's figure, and the little girl named Xin'er just now, the two of them were standing in front of a sea of flowers.

Lu Zheng in the golden mirror did not expose the jade pendant outside, but hid it with the flesh, but when Mr. Le saw it, he suddenly let out a hahadaxiao, and it was difficult to hide a kind of pleasure in the laughter, and the entire Liangjie Mountain shook with his laughter.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his sleeves, the golden light disappeared, the mirror disappeared, and with the sound of clear laughter, his figure suddenly became a translucent phantom, flickering, as if it was about to disappear in place, but with a slight shaking, it reappeared in the same place in the blink of an eye, only to hear him say to himself: "No hurry, no hurry, hahahahahaha!" There was a bit of madness in his demeanor.

The ascetic saw the radiance in his eyes, his expression was very excited, he had never seen Mr. Le behave like this, he couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't know what Mr. Le saw, his heart moved, and he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Le, do you know the origin of this jade pendant?"

Mr. Le was full of smiles, but he didn't answer immediately, he grabbed his hands into the air at the same time, took out a wine jug from the void with his right hand, and took out a wine glass with his left hand, poured himself a drink, slapped the wine glass on the table, and then said to the ascetic: "Great monk, this child is staying in the Sun Moon Mansion." Don't worry, I'll cure him, he can't die, how could he die, haha!"

Before Lu Zheng came back to his senses, he had been pulled out by the little girl, almost stumbling, and before he could say a word to the ascetic, he had been pulled by the little girl across the wooden bridge until he reached the front of a large garden.

The garden was full of all kinds of flowers, violet, colorful, and lovely, and some of the flowers also exuded bursts of floral fragrance, attracting many colorful butterflies to dance around the petals. Lu Zheng's eyes widened, he had never seen such a garden with so many strange flowers, and those all kinds of strange butterflies had almost never been seen, completely different from what he had seen before.

In a blink of an eye, the little girl took out a bamboo pole out of nowhere, and said to Lu Zheng excitedly: "Little brother, you can help me catch the butterfly king!" Her two eyes laughed, like two small crescent moons.

Lu Zheng took a step back, and only then did he see the face of this little girl. It was this glance that made him stunned, and in an instant, all the flowers in the garden in front of him lost their color, and only this small pink figure was left between heaven and earth. He looked at the little girl blankly and asked, "Are you a fairy?"

The little girl blinked, leaned in front of him to look left and right, tilted her head and said, "I'm not a fairy, I'm a heart." The voice is also dumbfounded, just imitating Lu Zheng's tone just now, but her voice is naturally more than a hundred times better than Lu Zheng, or let Lu Zheng compare, you may feel that it is a thousand times better.

Lu Zheng saw her follow her own appearance, blushing for a while, scratching his head and not knowing what to do, but in his heart he felt as if he had won some treasure, and firmly remembered the name, but said in his heart: "You are not a fairy, how can you be born so cute!" Of course, he didn't dare to say this.

The little girl saw him standing stupidly, stuffed the bamboo pole into his hand and said, "Little brother, don't be stunned, help me catch the butterfly king!" I copied the words for a long time, it's rare that you came, and the teacher was not there, so Uncle Le let me out to play, but I want to thank you." As he spoke, he shook his arm and wrist, as if to relieve the feeling of soreness.

Lu Zheng looked at it blankly, thinking that her arm was also as beautiful as a butterfly flying, he took the bamboo pole stupidly, and replied stupidly: "haode." ”

The little girl looked at him in a daze, as if she hadn't woken up yet, she stepped forward and shook her hand mischievously in front of his eyes, Lu Zhengcai came back to her senses embarrassedly, and quietly pinched her thigh, but her face was already red.

The top of the bamboo pole was split open, and a horizontal log was supported, and a silk bag was tied to it to make a pocket bag, which was very finely made, and it was used to catch butterflies. Lu Zheng waved it in his hand a few times, and felt very competent, he used to catch butterflies, dragonflies and the like, but he quietly touched the past and caught them directly with his hands, and he had never used such a bag, but he had also seen some rich children use it, so as not to be in a hurry and make a fool of himself in front of this fairy-like little sister.

In front of you is a sea of flowers, there are all kinds of flying insects infested, the most is still butterflies, large and small, I don't know how many kinds, some are pure white, some are pitch black, there are countless colorful colors, the texture is peculiar, and they fly in the confusion of flowers. Among them, there is one of the largest, colorful, tentacles mighty, wings open is several times the size of the average butterfly, there is a pair of eyes-like patterns on it, very spiritual, I think it is the little sister said the butterfly king.

Lu Zheng didn't dare to call her name, and waited quietly for her eyes to sweep over before pointing to the big butterfly and saying, "Is that the one?"

The little girl shook her head and waved her hand lightly to indicate that it was not, her eyes widened and she looked around, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly pulled Lu Zheng's clothes, pointed to a flower, and said softly: "Little brother, there, on that golden Polo flower." ”

Lu Zheng fixed his eyes and saw that the little sister was referring to a flower as big as a human face, the petals were stacked and staggered, and it was actually golden that he had never seen before; It's just that there is no butterfly king in sight on that flower.

Lu Zheng was still afraid of being dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes carefully, but he still couldn't see, and he didn't dare to ask, so he had to get closer and try to look over, but he still didn't see anything, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, secretly scolded himself for being stupid, and quietly glanced back at the little sister. The little girl was clenching her little fists tightly, obviously nervous and excited, her eyes were staring at the flower, and she lowered her voice and said to Lu Zheng: "Little brother, you have to slow down, don't hurt the Butterfly King, and don't hurt the Jin Polo flower, otherwise we will be scolded by the teacher." ”

She looked serious, Lu Zheng thought she was very cute, and thought, what kind of teacher must be an ugly bastard, otherwise how could he be willing to scold her? Listening to her talk with 'we', my heart was somehow warm, I felt that I seemed to be close to her a lot, and a thought was born in my heart, and I made up my mind to catch some butterfly king to make her happy.

So, he carefully went to the flower to find the butterfly king, not to mention butterflies, not even a bee insect or anything, feeling the expectation of the little girl behind, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, and his palms were also drenched in fine sweat, and all kinds of butterflies danced in front of him, making him dizzy in front of his eyes. In a hurry, Lu Zheng had an idea, and planned to cover the whole flower with a net bag first, so that although he couldn't see it, if there were really butterflies, he would probably not be able to run. After making up his mind, he quickly turned the bamboo pole in his hand and slowly aimed it at the golden boro flower.

At this moment, the petals of the golden polo flower seemed to tremble slightly, Lu Zheng looked carefully, but this time he saw it, in the center surrounded by layers of petals, among the stamens, there was a thin line of light cyan, which was slowly wriggling.

It turned out to be a butterfly the size of a fingernail, golden all over, no different from the color of the petals, but there was a thin line of pale cyan on the back. This move revealed the tracks.

Lu Zheng was surprised in his heart: "It's so small, how can it be called the Butterfly King?" It's really strange, but the little sister said that it was the Butterfly King, so it must be." At that moment, he quietly stretched out the bamboo pole and approached the golden flower, and estimated that it was suddenly covered with the flower at a suitable distance, so as not to hurt the golden flower.

The bamboo pole was passed over little by little, and Lu Zheng held his breath, staring intently at the movement of the little golden butterfly, for fear that it would suddenly fly away. The more the bamboo pole was delivered, the net bag got closer and closer to the flower, and when it was only about a foot away, Lu Zheng was about to flip the net bag and cover the golden Polo flower. The little girl on the side was also engrossed, and her little eyes were wide open.

At this moment, there was a sudden cough behind him, followed by a deep shout: "Hmph, don't stop yet!"