Xiao Xiangliu listened next to him, not interjecting, but with an interested look on his face.

His ancestors were sea monsters, but Xiao Xiangliu was born in the Southern Wilderness and had never been to the Western Sea before, so he never thought that the goblins in the Southern Wilderness and the Western Sea were so different.

Master Dan in the Southern Wilderness, who has preached for hundreds of years and has not received a single apprentice; in the West Sea, the shrimp demon and fish monster were born to believe in the Buddha and the cultivator.

Su Jing asked what he wanted to know, and said goodbye. Perhaps thinking that it was a good conversation with the two ugly monsters, the shrimp monk instructed again: "My generation cultivates Buddhism and cultivates the heart, and the donor is an outsider, I am afraid that I don't know the ferocity in the deep sea. ”

There is no need to think about shaving your head, and Su Jing also smiled and shook her head at the 'Buddha's words: "Do you think 'color is emptiness, emptiness is color'?"

The 'monk's words' that even ignorant children can read on Dongtu Shijie, Su Jing said this, to his own intention, and the people in the Han family did not sound like a scholar, but he thought that he knew nothing about Buddhism, but the shrimp monk listened, frowned, thought carefully, and then his expression was shocking: "What did you say?!"

Su Jing didn't understand where he had such a big reaction, and repeated tentatively: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color?"

The shrimp monk's eyes lit up, his fists were clenched tightly, his teeth were clenched, and even his body was bent, and he didn't know what to do with himself, and after a while, he suddenly said daxiao: "You also said that you don't understand Buddhism!" In the laughter, his figure flashed straight in front of Su Jing, and he reached out to grab his wrist: "One more sentence!"

What does Su Jing want to do. He was able to smash his pointed head without waiting for the shrimp monk to come forward, but Su Jing could see that the monk had no malicious intentions, so he let him catch him and asked, "What?"

"Buddha, one more sentence!" The joy of the shrimp monk is not fake, grabbing Su Jing with one hand, scratching his ears and cheeks with the other, almost not knowing how to deal with himself, this looks like a shrimp monster, it is clearly a monkey elf.

This appearance of the youkai is a bit exaggerated. Su Jing was a little stunned for a while.

The shrimp monk said that he didn't want to preach, and his voice was urgent: "One more sentence, if you say it well, the old man will give you a ride and keep you safe all the way!"

It's a good deal. Su Jing thought for a moment, and coughed lightly: "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, should it be like this, do you think it's okay?"

The shrimp monk frowned again, and the light in his small eyes flickered, apparently in hard thought, and then he froze, standing on the surface of the sea while standing on the wooden stake. Nothing moved.

Xiao Xiangliu looked surprised, and asked Su Jing with a smile: "What's wrong with him?"

"When you first heard the avenue, you couldn't be overjoyed, right?" At this time, Su Jing probably figured out the reason. Then he patted the shrimp monk on the shoulder, secretly used a yang fire to wake him up, and said with a smile: "Master wake up." ”

The master woke up in shock. Looking left and right, he quickly returned to his senses, and his eyes changed from sluggishness to clarity, and from clarity to expectation: "You say one more word to me." ”

Su Jing shook his head: "Do you eat garlic when you are a ginseng? One bite at a time? One sentence is simple, but only a few words." But it is a flash of inspiration that the predecessors of Buddhism have done countless practices, and they have been inexhaustible when they have participated in enlightenment. If the master is sincere to the Buddha, he should not be so greedy. ”

I have to explain the truth to Monk Shrimp, the Buddha that Su Jing can remember is really limited

The shrimp monk looked earnest: "If you ask for another sentence, you will ask for another sentence, the shrimp monk sincerely asks for mercy from the Buddha, and then points out a few words." ”

"The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it, everything you say is wrong. Su Jing couldn't pester, and gave him another sentence.

In the Eastern Tuhan family, there is no need to specialize in practicing Buddhism, as long as students who have read a little bit of books can casually talk about the Buddha, the monster monk in the West Sea, is the supreme wonderful words, and the shrimp monk is overjoyed.

And looking at his appearance, Su Jing also realized something and smiled.

Xiao Xiangliu didn't pay attention to any Buddha, he only cared about the guide who came to Bai: "Monk, what you said just now, you want to guide us"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, the shrimp monk nodded hurriedly: "This is nature, we must guide the way, we must escort! Even if this walker master does not need me to be a guide, the shrimp monk must follow and follow all the way to the west." After that, he turned around and ordered: "Come, blow the conch, light up the monks and soldiers of the temple, and escort the two walkers to the deep sea in the west with this seat!"

The title of 'Walker Master' is nondescript, and Su Jing doesn't take it to heart, waving his hand and saying: "There is no need to order troops, let alone guards, please ask the master to be a guide for us, you and I are enough." ”

The shrimp monk glared: "Then how can it be done! The monk doesn't know, the giant in the sea is not all of them believe in Buddhism, maybe he will meet the stupid thing that is not educated, in case of collision with the two, the shrimp monk will be guilty, even if he doesn't bring soldiers, at least he has to bring a few whale sharks to drive."

"What nonsense!" Xiao Xiangliu was impatient, turned into a murderous thing, and stretched out his body in the water!

Yin is nameless in the sea, Xiangliu is a murderous thing with countless legends in the sea, not to mention the demon power with the real body, even if the shrimp monk's cultivation is good, it can't stop the majesty of Xiangliu, ah, the strange scream fell on the sea, and his face was pale and bloodless. Only then did I understand what one of the two ugly monsters was!

Xiangliu shouted: "Let's hurry!" Swimming towards the west first, Sixteen flicked the tip of his tail and happily chased after the Hydra. Su Jing helped the shrimp monk up and said with a smile: "There is Master Lao." ”

"Yes, it's the old man who is lucky. Immediately, he acted as a guide to lead Su Jing and his party to the west.

Chopping waves all the way, the deeper you go, the more conditions in the sea gradually increase, and the monsters patrolling the sea and blocking the way can often be seen, but as long as the shrimp monk speaks, the other party will also sell a face.

Occasionally, when the shrimp monk encounters a goblin of the same generation as himself, he will say: "Senior brother, listen well: color is emptiness, emptiness is color!"

The monster on the opposite side was also dressed as a monk, and after hearing the words, he realized a little, and then his eyes widened: "Wonderful, one more sentence!"

"Don't say it, don't say it, it's all wrong. The shrimp monk smiled brightly and led Su Jing and his party across the water.

Xiao Xiangliu couldn't help but look at Su Jing: "What's wrong with the spirits in this sea?

"I have a guess. Su Jingying said: "In ancient times, didn't the skyscraper ancient temple fall into this sea?"

Most of the goblins in the West Sea believe in Buddhism, but no one preaches and does not see the source, and their belief comes for no reason; and although the goblins claim to be abbots and masters, they have incense scars on their robes and burns, but their practice of Buddhism is pitiful, and they do not even have a real scripture book in their hands, and the so-called 'transcendence' and 'compassion' are all understood by themselves.

"That's the most amazing thing, if you really don't have a little Zen, even if you want to break your head, you can't come up with the word 'compassion' out of thin air. ”

The rough thoughts in my heart, when I first speak, it is inevitable that some words do not reach the meaning. Fortunately, Xiao Xiangliu's brain was not confused, and he probably understood Su Jing's thoughts, and asked rhetorically: "What do you mean, the Buddha-like Zen flavor of the ancient temple has contaminated this endless sea in the West?"

Su nodded and said: "Yes! The Buddha's will is contaminated, and the monsters in the sea are born with a trace of Zen flavor in their hearts, so they will inexplicably cultivate the Buddha, but there is no one to guide them and there is no scripture to check, and they will understand it completely by themselves, and it is inevitable that it will be messy; ”

Xiang Liu's eyes yearned: "When the things you want to do are over, I want to go to the place where the ancient temple has sunk to take a look." ”

Su Jing smiled: "I'm not sure, but I think there shouldn't be another trip." ”

This time, Su Jing was guided all the way west by Tu Wan, and when he arrived at Haijiang, he began to guess that in addition to the ancient temple, there was something else in the West Sea that Tu Wan was so concerned about

Xiang Liu's face was slightly happy, and the yearning in his eyes was even greater: "A temple that can infect the endless ocean" As he spoke, one of the six heads turned his head to look at the ignorant shrimp monk, and continued to say to Su Jing: "What surprised me especially was that they were influenced by the Buddha's will, but they didn't know it. ”

Let the endless spirits and monsters in the sea be born to believe in Buddhism and cultivate Buddha, and go back and forth from generation to generation, what a huge and shocking thing, but it is carried out quietly and completed as a matter of course!

Su Jing has been practicing for more than 200 years, and he has a Tao in his heart, so he responds without thinking about it: "The sound of the big sound and the elephant are invisible, this is the truth." ”

As soon as the words fell, the shrimp monk on the side shouted loudly: "Da Yin Xisheng, the elephant is invisible! The little monk has written it down!"

After a pause, the shrimp monk spoke earnestly: "Do you still have a preface and a preface to these eight characters?" ”

Since he said it, he gave him a full set, and Su Jing spoke directly: "If you are humiliated, you are generous, you are a late bloomer, you have a big voice, and the elephant is invisible." Dao Yin Nameless" Speaking of the word zuihou, Su Jing finally felt that something was wrong, first laughed, then coughed, and said in a sneering tone: "Master, don't remember this sentence, this is not a Buddhist verse, this is a Taoist saying." ”

On the sea, the westward journey has not stopped, and thanks to the care of the shrimp monk, the journey has been safe and sound, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Tu Wan's sword soul still wants Su Jing to go west, and has not yet arrived at the destination. On this day, I was driving, and at the end of my sight, there were more than ten huge islands.

After staring for a moment, Su Jing suddenly sighed, although the outlines of those islands were a little blurry, but they were enough to distinguish that one island after another was one giant Buddha statue after another!

Regardless of the rivers, lakes and seas, shrimp is a famous poor eye among the aquariums, born with amblyopia, coupled with the cultivation of far inferiority, the shrimp monk has not seen the distant islands at all, hearing Su Jing exclaim in a low voice, he asked, "Dashi, what's wrong?"

Su Jing gave a general description of the scenery in front of him, and the shrimp monk was shocked, and his voice became nervous: "Can you see clearly, are they really Buddha islands?"

When Su nodded, the shrimp monk stretched out his hand to stop the two: "Tuas, please stop for the time being, you can't go ahead." (To be continued.) )