But when people are old, their hearts are not old.

Boundless is snow-white and dusty, but ...... The hem of the clothes, that little bit of sludge, still can't escape the eyes of the monks.

When there is nothing outside the body, why is it still stained with sludge?

Instead of answering his question, Master Watari asked, "Where have you been?" ”

"Back to the master, on the order of the abbot, I led several junior disciples to the demon world to investigate, passed through the poisonous mist forest, and found that the demon world was almost flooded."

Wujiang replied methodically, without a hint of panic.

However, there was a deep look of disappointment in the eyes of Master Doga.

"What else did you see?"

"Back to Master, I didn't ......" Wujiang lowered his head, never seeing Master's eyes.

"Boundless," Master Doom asked earnestly, "why are you lying?" ”

"Disciple ......" Wujiang pursed his chun, hung his head, his eyebrows furrowed, it turned out that he couldn't escape the master's eyes, "The disciple met Hua Xi, she was injured, and she was afraid that she would be misunderstood by the junior disciples, so she sent them back first." ”

"You took care of her for a day?"

"Yes."

"Do you have any distractions in your heart?"

Wujiang was stunned, and wanted to answer no, but he couldn't say it.

In front of the master, he couldn't lie, so he knelt down with a 'poof'.

"The disciple's heart is not firm enough, and he has devoted himself to penance for two years, but he still disappointed the master." His eyes were a little red, and the master was going to retreat until he passed away.

But for him, he was out of the customs.

He...... Guilty.

"There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust?" Master Do'er shook his head and sighed, only feeling powerless in his heart.

Is there really no way to survive this catastrophe?

The Buddha was compassionate, why couldn't he see his disciple struggling in the red dust?

Wujiang has been the most devout believer since he was a child, he is dedicated to Buddha, he has never had any distracting thoughts, he could have become a Buddha, but now he is ......

Could it be that this is the Buddha's trial?

Wujiang lowered his head, and then he saw the hem of his monk's robe, standing with a little bit of mud, and he was even more ashamed.

"Master, disciple wants to retreat with you." Boundless finally said.

He also wants to get out of the sea of suffering, what's the point of being entangled like this?

Whether he becomes a Buddha or not is not a Buddha at all.

He was just afraid that if he continued like this, he would gradually lose control of his heart, and when the time came, he would harm Hua Xi.

He was afraid and apprehensive in his heart, and he was at a loss about the future.

Master Du Er sighed and said: "From love to worry, from love to fear, if you are separated from your beloved, there is no fear." ”

"Disciples, remember Master's teachings." Wujiang lowered his head, he wanted to retreat with Master, why didn't Master agree?

"It's good for you to remember, Boundless, this is your calamity, the teacher has already said, if you can get through, then you can get the true body of Bodhi, the sins of your past lives will be washed away, you will become a Buddha, and you will be free from the sea of suffering and darkness forever."

"If a disciple is in retreat for a hundred years, after a hundred years, will she be able to survive this calamity?" Wujiang asked blankly, feeling a cramping in his heart.

"If you can escape, it will not be a catastrophe, there is no boundary, you should face it, red face and white bones, maybe when you see through, you will also understand, and it is time to get through."

"Red face and white bones...... he imagined that Hua Xi would grow old one day, and even die.

But there is no panic in his heart, people will always get old, no matter what she looks like, he still thinks she is good.

"You go down, remember, don't run away, what should come will always come, Master will go first."