In Taiyi Mountain, an extremely quiet place.

The birds and flowers here are fragrant, the insects are singing and the streams are turbulent, and in the early autumn day, the bright yellow surrounds and dots the clean woods.

The breeze was slightly cool, and in this autumn mountain, Wu Xuan was in a good mood, but he still had something to worry about.

The old monk always squinted his eyes slightly, and his cheeks had a kind smile, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, and it seemed to be inextricably linked, which was very wonderful.

Before Wu Xuan could speak, he said slowly: "This place is the place where Lao Xuan cultivates all the year round, far away from the world, beyond the mortal world, and is a void realm. ”

Wu Xuan's head was bowed, and the old monk got along, and the two of them were like forgetful friends, hating to be born at the wrong time.

Wu Xuan was full of curiosity and awe for the old monk.

Similarly, the old monk had a love for Wu Xuan.

Wu Xuanyi wanted to avoid the pursuit of the Black God mercenary group, and secondly, he wanted to talk about the scriptures and Buddha with the old monk.

He had a feeling that this old monk was definitely extraordinary.

Like such a worldly master, words and deeds can give people greater understanding and growth.

The embodiment of the old monk itself is the essence of Chinese Buddhism.

Today, it is the old monk who sees that Wu Xuan has a relationship with the Buddha, and he also has the heart to understand the origin of Buddhism.

Let Wu Xuan come to this place where he practiced alone and recite Buddhist scriptures.

Don't look at the complexity of this Buddhist scripture, anyone who can understand even one of them has a qualitative sublimation and a leap in life.

But anyone who can sincerely chant the Buddha and understand the Buddhist scriptures is also known as a person who is destined for the Buddha.

When Wu Xuan heard that the old monk was going to personally lead him to chant and chant Buddha, he couldn't help but think about it, and it was a rare thing to be able to talk about enlightenment with a real master outside the world.

But he expressed the worry in his heart: "But we are so far away from the temple, in case those outlaws are killed, but you and I are not there, the little master and Wang Yilei can't hide at all." ”

The old monk smiled lightly, in this early autumn mountain forest, he seemed to stay out of the matter, the sunlight refracted the golden leaves and fell on him, as if the golden Buddha was standing.

Gazing out from Taiyi Mountain, silently guarding people's inner beliefs.

"All appearances are vain."

The old monk told half of the Buddhist scriptures in a deep meaning, and Wu Xuan only seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and he didn't understand the meaning of the old monk's words.

The old monk shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "What they are looking for is you and me, if you see that there is no breath of me in the temple, you should retreat, and the donor does not need to worry too much." ”

Wu Xuan's head said respectfully: "The old monk is like a true Buddha in the world, and the younger generation should trust him very much." ”

The old monk sat cross-legged, his eyes were quiet, and there was a Buddhist rhyme circulating, as if anything outside his body could not impress his pure heart.

"The donor and the old man are here today to chant the scriptures and realize the Buddha, the opportunity is rare, I believe that the Buddha will witness everything, and the donor should treat it sincerely."

"If you see things that are not like each other, you see them as they are......"

Wu Xuan heard that the Buddhist scriptures came from the mouth of the old monk, like Sanskrit sounds, and there was a sudden sense of solemnity.

I have a feeling of understanding in my heart, and I am reluctant to sweep away the lingering Buddha voice of the old monk in my heart.

"I see."

Wu Xuan tried to forget everything for the time being, and all he saw in his heart and in front of him was the scene of sitting opposite to the old monk.

The surrounding mountains and forests in early autumn are scattered into pieces of Buddhist scriptures in the blink of an eye, and all the dust and smoke turn into bubbles and light and shadow.

He was like being in the Elysium of the Great Western Heaven, with the heavens and ten thousand Buddhas standing beside him, and the Sanskrit sound was thick.

What's more, he found that all the Buddhas had some resemblance to the old monks.

Could it be that this is what a true Buddha looks like?

Wu Xuan was surprised.

The old monk looked at Wu Xuan in surprise and said with a smile: "The donor has excellent talent, and he is destined to be a Buddha, but for the first time to realize the Buddha, don't go so deep." ”

He knew Wu Xuan's talent and understanding, but he didn't expect it to be so high, which surprised his Buddha heart.

Wu Xuan was suddenly startled, and the ten thousand Buddhas in front of him were instantly defeated, swallowed by bursts of pitch-black smoke.

He startled, opened his eyes, and breathed heavily.

The old monk laughed, looked at Wu Xuan's eyes softer, and said, "The donor has a tough heart, and he is really a person with Buddha roots. But my Buddha is compassionate, different from the Great Dao, I have mercy on the world, and if I want to understand the Buddha's path, I need to take it step by step, and don't rush it. ”

Wu Xuan suddenly realized and said solemnly: "Thank you seniors for your guidance." ”

His heart was clear, and he realized the Tao of Buddhahood, which was completely different from the thousands of martial arts in China.

The meaning of martial arts is to punish evil and promote good, and it is to be fierce, while Buddhism is to go hand in hand with rigidity and softness, and to be softer.

The old monk does not kill, and has an excellent heart.

The duel with the outlaws retains a bit of strength, which shows that he has a deep understanding of Buddhism.

Wu Xuan let go of that radical heart and began to be soft, as calm as water, with a bit of a Taoist state of mind.

The old monk nodded approvingly.

Wu Xuan may be the person who is most destined for the Buddha in his life, and he can't help but be more optimistic about him.

His actions, since he can talk about the scriptures with Wu Xuanwu Buddha, he has his own ideas.

"All sentient beings and ten thousand laws are like the realm in a dream, the flower in the mirror, and the moon in the water, born and destroyed in an instant, illusory and unreal..."

The Buddhist scriptures are very meaningful, and the words of the old monk echoed in Wu Xuan's ears, decomposing and analyzing them in his mind, but he could only understand the meaning of the Buddha, but failed to understand its meaning.

If you want to realize the Buddha, you can't be in a hurry, although Wu Xuan can't really understand, but he will not be in a hurry, but slowly enlighten.

The reason why the old monk did not talk about the Buddhist scriptures was that he himself was a moving library of scriptures.

If Wu Xuan wants to understand the Buddha, it is several times easier to understand and understand the Buddha than just reading the Buddhist scriptures.

Seeing that Wu Xuan was immersed in the Buddhist scriptures, the old monk smiled with relief, he really didn't see the wrong person, this son has a deep relationship with the Buddha.

"The Buddha said that everything you perceive and speak is a concept, a concept, and it is all empty and non-existent, and only when you see through this can you understand where the truth lies."

Wu Xuan knew in his heart that this was the old monk explaining the deep meaning of the Buddhist scriptures to him, so that he could understand the Buddha more effectively, and then achieve something.

"Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, should be viewed as such......

The old monk said a word, Wu Xuan was immersed in it, incarnated as one of the things in the mountain, the two blended with the early autumn, and the Sanskrit sound of the Buddha echoed.

A small deer came not far away, it seemed to be unaware of the existence of the old monk and Wu Xuan, came to the side, looked at it quietly, and paced away.

The breath of the two is secret, turning into a drop in sentient beings, immersed in the avenue, and using the Buddha's heart to concept everything in time.

Wu Xuan also saw the fawn, and he secretly wondered in his heart.

If this were normal, the aura he naturally exuded would make creatures within a radius of several miles flee in embarrassment.

But after comprehending the Buddha's intentions, all the environment and itself gradually changed wonderfully.

(End of chapter)