The sword rises

Chapter 2094 The same snow today, can also be counted as whiteheads

Chapter 94 The same drenched in snow today, also counted as a total of gray hair

The little monk is a disciple of Buddhism and never tells lies.

That was the first time the monk lied, and also the only time in his life.

Only she can disturb the Dao heart of the Buddha.She was the only one who made Buddha dare not look directly into his eyes.I know you are her, and I know you are not her.

For thousands of years, I have never visited you at the Tomb of Floating Life, because I know that even if the person from back then is reincarnated, he will no longer be that person.

However, today you told me that the Buddha talks about the three refuges, and I have the four refuges.

The poor monk's heartstrings are in disarray.

The old monk stared blankly at Fu Mengyao in front of him, for a moment he couldn't tell what was reality and what was a dream.

"Take refuge...Miss Miao."

In a daze, the old monk seemed to see that lively and lovely girl in red, who was always by his side, chattering non-stop every day.

Who said that Buddha has no seven emotions and six desires?Who said that the Buddha will not feel sad?
It's not that the old monk has no emotions, but he can't have emotions.As a disciple of Buddhism in this world, we should shoulder the responsibility of restoring Buddhism and helping the world, and we must not have selfishness.

When Fu Mengyao heard the old monk say these words foolishly, she showed a smile that she had never seen before.

"Little monk, let me meet you. My name is Miao Hong'er. What about you?"

"You are so handsome, it's a pity to be a monk, why don't you be my husband!"

"Little monk, what do you think we would look like if we had children?"

Miao Hong'er's words in the past were blown into the old monk's ears again by a gust of breeze, which made the old monk's heart gradually flustered.

At that time, he was still a Buddhist disciple with a serious face: "Benefactor Miao, please respect yourself."

On the surface, the Buddha was so serious, but in his heart he kept chanting the meditation mantra, for fear that his heart would be shaken by Miao Hong'er's words.

Dreaming back to those years, everything is like a mirror, so unreal.

Fu Mengyao and the old monk looked at each other, time seemed to have stopped at this moment, both of them showed bright smiles, and their eyes were red.

A dozen young novice monks stood tremblingly, looking down at their toes, sweating profusely.If he collides with the Buddha and the fairy from the Fusheng Tomb at this time, he can go directly to the West Paradise.

"You once said that when the seed blooms, I will be able to see Niangqin. Although I haven't seen Niangqin, I am satisfied to see you again."

Fu Mengyao looked at the nine-color jade lotus in her hands, and smiled sweetly, all the flowers paled.

The heart of the old monk trembled again, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Things are different."

Fu Mengyao always felt that something in her body was about to leave, her tears couldn't stop falling, she choked up and said, "Little monk, thank you."

As soon as Fu Mengyao's words fell, an invisible celestial charm floated out of her body.At the same time, Fu Mengyao passed out and lost consciousness.

The old monk looked at Fu Mengyao who was lying on the ground, then looked up at the endless sky, and said to himself: "If I can do it all over again, I won't become a monk if I don't enter Buddhism, I just want to live with Qing."

Suddenly, a snowflake came with the cold wind.Slowly, countless snowflakes fell down and spread over the vast land, whitening layer after layer.

The goose feather snow fell on the old monk's head, and also dyed Fu Mengyao's black hair with hundreds of snowflakes.

Today, if we are drenched in snow together, we can count as living together.

Miss Miao, take care!

"Namo Amitabha……"

The old monk's heart knot was completely untied. When he recited the Buddhist scriptures, he was relaxed, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was hard to detect.

Thank you, Master Gu.

The old monk had already seen through all of this, and he knew that it was Gu Hengsheng who did it.

Great world, land of a hundred kingdoms.

Seeing the relieved smile on the Buddha's face, Gu Hengsheng, Dugushang, and Bailichen felt relieved.

"Just now when you went to Hades, did you take the last trace left by Miss Miao?"

Dugu Shang looked at Gu Hengsheng.

"Mengyao is the reincarnation of Miss Miao, but for the Buddha, he is sorry for Miao Hong'er, not Fu Mengyao in this life. The person who tied the bell must be untied. Only in this way can the Buddha be able to The real relief, the great enlightenment, the release of the shackles."

Gu Hengsheng understood the inner thoughts of the Buddha very well, and it was only now that Gu Hengsheng had enough strength to be able to help the Buddha.

"For Fozi and Ms. Miao, this is an impossible fate. Now that it has such an ending, it is already very good."

Bailichen looked at Fozi who was far away in Zhongzhou, and said slowly.

Zhongzhou, under the Bodhi tree.

Half an hour later, Fu Mengyao woke up.

"Buddha, the younger generation is rude, what happened to the younger generation just now?"

Fu Mengyao found herself lying on the ground, completely unaware of what happened just now.

"The poor monk doesn't know."

With a sound of Buddha, the distance between the two of them was pulled to an inaccessible point, like a moat in the sky.

The old monk was satisfied with being able to talk to the long-dead Miao Hong'er just now, and he didn't dare to have too many extravagant demands.

"This thing, the Buddha should accept it!"

Fu Mengyao looked at the nine-color jade lotus floating in front of her, and said seriously.

"No need to do that, if the benefactor has nothing else to do, please leave!"

The old monk shook his head.

Seeing this, Fu Mengyao had no choice but to bow and turn around to leave.

Looking at Fu Mengyao's leaving back, the old monk's eyes were full of smiles and satisfaction.

The dozen or so young novice monks were terrified and confused about what had just happened.In today's world, how many people dare to call Buddha a "little monk"?
More importantly, the Buddha actually acquiesced, and even had a little joy.

The group of young monks kept swallowing, terrified.

Buddha, will not erase our memory!
The old monk saw the panic of these young novice monks, and said softly: "To practice Buddhism, you must first cultivate your mind. If your mind is not calm, everything you learn will be in vain."

"Yes, Buddha."

The little monks nodded immediately.

A little novice novice muttered in a low voice: "Just now the Buddha's heart is not quiet, let alone us."

Naturally, this sentence could not be hidden from the old monk's ears, and he looked straight at him: "What's your name?"

It's over! It's over!

The little novice suddenly broke out in cold sweat, almost fainted from the fright, and scolded himself anxiously: "I want you to talk more!"

"The little monk was an orphan since he was a child. He grew up in Buddhism. There is no taboo for lay names. The Zen master named the little monk Huikong."

The 16-year-old monk took half a step forward, not daring to look at the old monk, trembling all over, for fear of being punished by the old monk.

"Huikong, from now on, follow the poor monk to cultivate your heart and Buddha!"

The old monk took a deep look at Huikong and said seriously.

Being able to see through the heart of the old monk is enough to show that Huikong's talent is far above the rest.

"Huh?" Hui Kong was startled.

Huikong didn't understand what the old monk's words meant, and his face was full of doubts.

A few days later, this group of young novice monks returned to the Leiyao Buddhist Sect and told the senior Buddhist monk what the old monk said, which caused an uproar.

Of course, no young monk dared to speak out about the conversation between the old monk and Fu Mengyao.It has something to do with the Buddha, these little monks are all the arrogance of Buddhism, they are extremely intelligent, and they don't know how to chew their tongues.

But having said that, even if the matter got out, the Buddha would not care.Because the evil relationship between the Buddha and Miao Hong'er back then was well known to the powerful in the world, and it was even recorded in ancient books.

"The Buddha said that Huikong should follow him to practice. Is this really true?"

The high-level people in the Buddhist sect were shocked, and all their eyes fell on Huikong.

"It's true."

The crowd nodded.

"I have seen the Buddha."

Immediately, an old Zen master looked at Huikong, clasped his hands together, and bowed.

"I have seen the Buddha."

The rest of the eminent monks also maintained their respect and said in unison.

boom!
All of a sudden, a news spread all over the world that Lei Yao Buddhist Sect re-established the position of Buddha, and his name was Huikong.

So far, all the powers in the world have come to Leiyao Buddhist Sect to celebrate the succession of the Buddha's position that has been vacant for many years.

For the next hundred years, Hui Kong stayed by the old monk's side, often listening to the old monk's teachings, and knowing Buddhism well.Gradually, Hui Kong showed his talent and did not disappoint the old monk.

"The way forward, let's go by ourselves!"

The old monk only taught Huikong some basics, but did not pass on his own Buddhist philosophy.Everyone has their own way to go. Forcibly imposing one's will and beliefs on others will only destroy others.

"Yes, Master."

Huikong held the disciple's gift, did not stay here, turned around and went.

Several years later, the old monk saw through the falsehood of the world of mortals, looked at the world without fighting, and said to himself: "The world is at peace, and the poor monk should take a step forward."

As soon as the words fell, a golden light appeared behind the old monk, and the Buddha's voice lingered.

At the same time, the world's Buddhist gates burst out with dazzling Buddha light, and the Buddha statues seemed to come alive, bowing in the direction of the old monk.

The sky is opened and the earth is cracked, and the Buddha's light suppresses the world.Countless ancient Taoism characters of Buddhism appeared on the body of the old monk, blessing his body, creating an unparalleled path of Buddha's light.

"Buddha, finally proved the way."

Dugu Shang and the others looked happy.

Only by proving the Tao in the physical body can one extend one's lifespan and make up for the lost energy and blood.

"In fact, thousands of years ago, he was able to come to this step. For the sake of the great wish in his heart, and for the sake of one person, he has been delayed until today."

If it wasn't for the Buddha, Gu Hengsheng wouldn't be bothered to care about what the world's situation will turn out to be.

Starting from the bodhi tree, taking the golden light of Buddhism as the road, leading to the endless mountain top.

The old monk embarked on the road of golden light step by step. Every time he took a step, the wrinkles on his face would disappear.The old monk walked without any hindrance. In his eyes, the so-called catastrophe of enlightenment was nothing at all, and it was nothing compared to the suffering he had experienced in these years.

"Congratulations to the Buddha!"

The world looks up to the Buddha who stands at the pinnacle of the road to enlightenment, and bows his head in worship.

(End of this chapter)