Zhan Changfeng wanted to go to the mountain to see the Buddha, and he also wanted to see his heart. And as Zhan Changfeng, it is difficult to empty his head and force himself to go to the fugue without a destination.

She could only stroll along the mountain road, taking advantage of this quiet atmosphere to peel off her thoughts little by little.

On the tree of thought, peel off the puja, peel off the sutra.

Strip off the flower seed shop, strip off the problem of accommodation.

Peel off the Gongsun clan and peel off the feud between Yin and Jialan.

Strip off the Inspectorate and strip off the reform of Shenzhou.

What else can be peeled off?

She thought of the palace, stripped away the back of Yi Shang leading the troops to the battle, stripped off the warmth of Li Yunqiu and Li Chonghua looking at each other and smiling, and stripped off the true feelings and use of her and the old emperor in the Jinglun Palace.

Zhan Changfeng saw Yi Changsheng and remembered the first sentence he heard in his life.

"My surname is Zhan, and my grandfather gave me the title Changsheng, but my mother said that Changsheng was too arrogant, take the small character Changfeng, you are me, I will divide your name in half, from now on you are Zhan Changfeng, I am Yi Changsheng. ”

Zhan Changfeng hugged her and buried his head in her shoulder socket. Yes, the only thing that reassures her is her origins.

"If I am extremely arrogant, I will leave you with a little restraint," Zhan Changfeng's eyes gradually faded from the gentleness and peace of disguise, and became lofty and invincible, restoring his original face. She rested her chin on Yi Changsheng's shoulder, looked at the extreme nothingness and mystery in a daze, and smiled lowly, "This universe is so big, I want to study it thoroughly, and you can only support me." ”

The void suddenly melted into a mountain road, an ancient forest.

Zhan Changfeng narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at the sweeping monk on the stone steps.

"Who are you, and why did you enter my spiritual world?"

It is actually very reluctant to say that he is a monk, he has his hair draped, his gray beard has hung down to the ground, his back is bent, and he is too old to open his eyes. There is no wish of a Buddhist monk on his body, there is no ordination scar, and even his clothes are just ordinary gray and white robes.

Holding a broom that was almost bald, he swept the stone steps slowly.

But Zhan Changfeng felt a strong Buddha nature.

"Do you know that you didn't enter my world?" he walked down slowly, "I have swept sixty jiazi of land here, and I have not slackened for a moment. ”

Half nothing, half mountain.

Zhan Changfeng looked at him, and in an instant, his mind had exchanged hundreds of times.

"Mind Sense?"

The sweeping monk nodded and smiled, "Do you want to listen to my first puja?"

Mental Awareness is similar to the Mindless Technique, to be precise, the Mindless Mind Technique is the realm of "nothing is exchanged, everywhere, lawless" is achieved on the basis of the Mind Sense.

She will only be able to do anything about the Heartless Technique at the moment, otherwise she won't pay such a heavy price every time.

This time he explored his heart, went to the chaff, and touched the threshold of his mind, and it was exactly like this that attracted his attention.

"It's an honor, please. ”

He said, "The world has only seen me sweeping sixty jiazi on this mountain road, but they do not know that I have gone to their hearts, and those who feel the supernatural are omnipresent. ”

The sweeping monk's mouth blooms with lotus flowers, the Buddhist Sanskrit rhyme is pinched by hand, its heart is like the heart of all beings, and it is also like the mirror of eternity, the voices of countless living beings sound together, and they are annihilated together, and the profound and mysterious Buddhism lingers in the ears, running through the floating world.

Zhan Changfeng walked into people's hearts in his Buddhism, peeked at the red dust at a glance, listened to the thoughts of all living beings with one ear, turned around and came back, like a thousand sails have passed.

She stood on the stone steps, and the believers were still prostrating reverently, prostrating the sweeping monks who passed by.

The sweeper swept the ground and slowly swept to the top of the mountain. Then, the sitting Buddha pond is full of Buddha lotus, and it flows down the Feiling Waterfall.

In an instant, the sound of Buddha was lingering, the clouds flew in the sky, and the shadows of the Buddhas in the sky stood in a forest.

It is one of the holy places of the Six Great Paths, the universal Buddha country.

The monks of Daming Temple widened their eyes in disbelief and ecstasy, "The Buddha and Buddha Kingdom have descended! He has really become a Buddha!"

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

"He must be the incarnation of some Buddha in the world, God, he really became a Buddha!"

The abbot of Daming Temple excitedly led the monks to bow and worship.

Whether it is on the mountain, or under the mountain, or in the Feiling Waterfall, everyone looks up at the sky and looks at the wonders, and unconsciously becomes pious.

The sweeping monk turned into a rainbow and entered the clouds, so there was one more Buddha in the sky.

The vision gradually dissipated, but everyone had a lingering aftertaste, and some people with high Buddha nature had an epiphany on the spot.

Zhan Changfeng had a seed in his hand, and at the moment when the sweeping monk became a Buddha, it grew into a golden lotus. This is the relics left by the sweeping monks, and it is also a mental awareness of Buddhism called the Four Elephant Truths, which can listen to the thoughts of sentient beings.

The golden lotus itself is also a treasure to expel demons and protect the souls of the gods.

Actually listened to a puja in front of the Buddha, directly opened the mind, Zhan Changfeng's control of the mind is not proficient enough, for a while I can't hear anything, and for a while I am filled with all kinds of thoughts in this world, disturbing the mind and invading the state of mind, she received the golden lotus after refining it in the purple mansion, closed the mind, and felt a lot quieter.

Zhan Changfeng went to Feiling Waterfall, at this time the entire waterfall is full of Buddha lotus, but most of the people have been empty, only those who are destined can pick it, not through the hand.

She had already had a windfall, so she didn't go to join in the fun. I caught a glimpse of the person holding the Buddha lotus walking into a small cave next to the waterfall, and thought it was the so-called Prophecy Cave. It is said that there is a sacred stone in the cave, and if you sit on it with a lotus plate, you will foresee what you want to know the most.

Zhan Changfeng will not take advantage of the prophecy, she only believes in the direction of her own calculations and predictions.

When she was about to turn around and leave, she saw Wu Xiao and three or four teenagers, didn't pay much attention, and went back to the inn.

Wu Xiao picked a Buddha lotus, suddenly felt that he was lucky, and happily ran to the prophecy hole, wanting to see what the prospects of his path were, but he was stopped by four people in the middle of the road.

"Yes, you were able to pick the Buddha lotus. Qiu He's good brothers hooked up with his shoulders and reached out to grab the Buddha lotus in his hand, naturally he couldn't catch it, this Buddha lotus seemed to be illusory and real, and it would only turn into reality in the hands of the person who picked it.

Qiu He nodded, pointing at him and saying to a few people, "Good man Wuxiao!"

The teenagers laughed.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Xiao saw that they were a little kind-hearted, and they should be from the Junziyuan.

"Don't be nervous, we came to you for something, do you still write books?"

Wu Xiao's spirit tensed, and he suddenly remembered the humiliation he suffered in the Junzi Academy, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't write it, if you don't have anything else, I'll leave." ”

"Don't worry, brother, I also know that this is related to your sadness, but I can't deny that what you wrote is really wonderful," Qiu He said indignantly, "Seriously, brother, I am not worth it for you, who knows that Liao Feifei is Liao Qihu's brother, and you have also suffered a catastrophe." ”

Wu Xiao likes to collect stories since he was a child, and he also likes to compile the deeds on the three small lists after verifying them.

At first, he just admired himself, and then showed it to a few friends, and his friends revealed it to others, and there were more people who knew about it.

One of the biographies introduces Liao Feifei, who was tenth on the list, took the initiative to challenge Bai Qishui, who was ninth, but was beaten half-dead and fell out of the list.

Unexpectedly, Liao Qihu in their hospital was Liao Feifei's younger brother, so he came over and beat him at that time. Later, he deliberately posted an article in which a teacher in the hospital bullied his protégé in the name of teaching, and signed his name.

The teacher didn't listen to his explanation at all, and directly removed him from the Junzi Academy in the name of slandering the teacher and harboring evil intentions.

The Sixth Academy is the head of the world's social science colleges, and he was removed from the Junzi Academy in this name, which almost cut off all his ways to learn from teachers, and even the gangs and families did not dare to retain him.

And his savings have bottomed out, and his hometown is a small town far away in a remote place, and he can't afford to go home.

What's more, he was the first in the Dao examination and was taken to the Junziyuan Academy, and now he is charged with a crime and has achieved nothing, so what face does he have to go back to see his parents and former gentlemen.

Thinking of this, Wu Xiao took a deep breath, "Don't write it, so be it, I'm going back." ”

"Brother, don't reject me just because I look like a fool, I really want to see your things, at that time, in order to get your story, I specially found an oral narration and copied a copy by hand. Qiu He hurriedly took out a book from his sleeve and sent it to Wu Xiao.

Wu Xiao flipped through it, it was indeed an incident he had written about.

Several other teenagers also said, "For the sake of the same family in the past, give face, it is also fate that we can meet here." ”

If what you write can be liked and valued, you should be happy. Wu Xiao glanced at the teenagers a few times, and finally relented, "What are you looking for me?"