That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1051

Logically speaking, there should be many old acquaintances of Xu Beiyou and Xiao Zhinan at this Yulan Basin festival, but during this journey, except for a newly acquainted Wang Kaizhi, they have never met half acquaintances.

At first glance, some are unexpected, but after careful consideration, it makes sense.

The inside of the Buddhist ancestral court and the outside of the ancestral court are only separated by a wall, but they are two completely different worlds, and the entire Buddhist ancestral court is also different from the inside and outside. At this time, Xu Beiyou and Xiao Zhinan are still in the same Buddhist gate. In the outer part of the ancestral courtyard, there are mostly casual cultivators holding third-class invitations. The real dignitaries have already entered the core position of this Obon Festival, so naturally they cannot meet with them.

After visiting several well-known scenic spots in a row, the couple began to walk into the temple. When they arrived here, they could no longer walk around at will. They could only be guided by Zhike monks. The person responsible for guiding Xu Beiyou and Xiao Zhinan was a young monk. With sword eyebrows and star eyes, white skin and bright teeth, she looks a bit feminine, but she doesn't have a bit of femininity. Wearing a monk's robe, she is a bit more handsome than the Dragon King imprisoned by Xu Beiyou.

It was autumn at this time, and the autumn wind blew slowly, bringing up the monk's robe on his body, adding a sense of being out of the dust to him.

The young man led the husband and wife into the depths of the Buddhist gate. Without the hustle and bustle of the people outside, there was a sense of tranquility. Along the way, there are historic sites everywhere. Even a tree has a history of at least a hundred years. Xu Beiyou admired it very much, and lamented that it is indeed a thousand-year-old temple.

Looking at the sects in the world today, Xu Beiyou has been to the main pavilion of Tianji Pavilion, but it is just an inconspicuous two-story building. The real shock is the magnificent formation deep underground. He has also been to Jianzong 36 Island , It's just a pity that it has become ruins, and it is difficult to see the heyday of the year. As for the Taoist Xuandu and Xuanjiao Dabaishan Qingming Palace, he has never seen it before. The profound heritage and grand style of the door.

The young monk led the way unhurriedly, and at the same time introduced the husband and wife one by one, citing scriptures and classics.

Xu Beiyou saw that this monk was somewhat extraordinary, so he took the initiative to chat for a few words, and then unknowingly mentioned the 68-character verse that Xiao Huang left here, and Qiu Ye's 28-character response.

The young monk smiled and explained: "The verses left by the Daoist Daoist Master back then were not actually from the mouth of the Daoist Master, but from the head of the Great Sun Court in my previous generation of Buddhism. Feng, Mrs. Murong is by her side, presumably Mrs. Murong told the Taoist headmaster about this, and that's why the real headmaster wrote an inscription on the cliff outside the temple to respond in the future."

Xiao Zhinan smiled, then took the conversation and said: "This is an old story, but few people know about it. This elder knows about it, presumably he is an extraordinary person in the temple."

The young monk waved his hand and said, "I don't dare to take the word "extraordinary", but it's just an ordinary Buddhist disciple. If the female benefactor pays respect to the Buddha and the Dharma, and doesn't dislike the poor monk's incompetence in Buddhism, you might as well listen to the poor monk and the two benefactors talk about the Buddha's words."

Xiao Zhinan glanced at Xu Beiyou, seeing that he had no objection, nodded and said, "Elder Lao is willing to give you advice."

The young monk led the two of them to the shade of a centuries-old tree, pointed to two smooth boulders under the tree, and said, "Please sit down and talk to the two benefactors."

After the husband and wife sat down, the young monk sat on the ground, his clean white robe not stained with dust, just facing the two of them from a distance, he first carefully looked at Xu Beiyou, and then praised: "This young master's appearance is magnificent. The high level of intention, the strong sword energy, and the perfection of the way of the sword are really rare in the life of a poor monk."

Xu Beiyou didn't take it seriously because he had already shown the invitation card when he came to the Buddhist gate, so it wasn't a secret, so he said with a normal face: "I haven't drawn the sword yet, how does the elder know what the three feet in my hand are? If you hear rumors from outside, I am afraid it is not enough to rely on."

The young monk smiled: "Speaking out is like a heavy mountain, so it's not enough to rely on. It is said that the sword cultivators in the world came from the sword sect, and the Taoist sect and the sword sect come from the same lineage, have the same root and the same origin. I have heard that the Taoist sect has Jindanyuye longevity wine Mysterious kung fu, at the time of its great achievement, it was known as the golden dragon locking the jade pillar. This method has been widely spread, and it has evolved into the Taoist's impeccable body, the Xiao's warrior's impeccable body, and the sword sect's supreme sword body. The body of the donor, the hair and skin are the sword, the ten fingers are the sword, the limbs are the sword, the whole body is the sword, and the sword is hidden everywhere, the sword is hidden in the throat, the sword is hidden in the pupil, the sword is hidden in the ear, and the sword is hidden in the hair. Thinking about it, I have already cultivated the Supreme Sword Body to a great degree, so why can't it be said that the way of the sword is perfect?"

Xu Beiyou's face suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "I have no eyes, and I don't know that the Living Buddha is in front of me."

The monk clasped his hands together, bowed his head and said, "Only by breaking through the three poisons can one become a Buddha. Poor monks dare not call themselves Buddhas."

Xu Beiyou turned his head and glanced at Xiao Zhinan.

Xiao Zhinan nodded slightly, and then said to the young monk: "The elder knows the foreigner very well, and he is not an ordinary Buddhist disciple, so he must know what my husband and wife are asking for this time. The little girl took the liberty to ask, I don't know if the Buddhist sect can do it for me." My husband and wife open the door of convenience?"

The young monk looked at Xiao Zhinan, and replied: "If there is a destiny, it is just a few feet away. If there is no destiny, it is the end of the world. Since the two benefactors are here to seek fate, why don't you ask yourself whether you are destined or not?"

Xiao Zhinan said seriously: "A good fate is a fate, and a bad fate is also a fate."

The young monk couldn't help laughing, "Mrs. Xiao's words, Ling Zu also said when he visited Buddhism."

Xiao Zhinan frowned slightly, "Then I don't know if the family ancestor and the Buddhist sect have a good relationship or a bad relationship?"

The young monk shook his head and said, "The Buddha said, don't speak."

Xiao Zhinan's face darkened slightly, "Buddha said, there is no appearance of self, no appearance of human beings, no appearance of sentient beings, and no appearance of longevity. The elder should have been a trace of all appearances in the world long ago. Such a lie, is it worthy of the original heart?"

The young monk continued to put his hands together, and said: "Buddhist disciples take compassion as their heart, and their practice is to be born out of the world. They don't care about worldly appearances. The two benefactors are people of the world, so why bother the peace of Buddhism with worldly things?"

Xiao Zhinan shook his head and said: "There are no worries in the heart, no worries, so there is no fear, stay away from upside-down dreams. There are no worries, you can enter the world without worries, how can mundane things make the elders look like the world? What virtue and ability do ordinary people dare to disturb the peace of Buddhism? The elder is afraid that his words are too serious."

The young monk was silent for a while, and then said softly: "This is a catastrophe. Both of you are people in the catastrophe. They are people with great karma. If my Buddhist sect carelessly messes with karma, I will never be able to be pure and at ease again. The bhikkhu still suffers from cutting with the blood blade."

Xiao Zhinan was silent for a long time, then said in a deep voice: "No one sees himself without self, and sees the Tathagata without emptiness or form."

The monk clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows and said, "If you see me with your color and ask me with your voice, you are walking in an evil way and cannot see the Tathagata."

Xiao Zhinan sighed, and finally kept silent.

The husband and wife looked at each other, Xu Beiyou got up from the boulder, and bowed his hands, "I haven't asked the Elder for his Dharma name yet."

The young monk took a deep look at Xu Beiyou, recited the Buddha's name, and saluted with palms together: "The poor monk's name, last autumn and next month, I met the master of Jianzong."

(End of this chapter)