Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 76 A hundred years of Buddha’s birth
Xu Zisu glanced at him in surprise. The old monk didn't stop and went straight towards the meditation room, and he had no choice but to follow.

This temple is not like a temple, but more like a demon-suppressing department. After all, with so many warriors, it is probably only the demon-suppressing department.

"sit!"

The old monk sat down and pointed to the futon in front of him.

Xu Zisu sat down, and the old monk showed a smile: "But are you confused?"

"Please also ask the master to clarify your doubts."

"No need to worry, where did you come from?"

"The young monk came from Tianluo Temple in Songjian Prefecture."

"It's a big temple. The old monk Jili is a wandering monk from Tuosan Temple in Jeju Prefecture."

"The young monk has met the Zen master."

The old monk smiled and nodded: "This matter needs to start from three years ago. The old monk traveled here three years ago. When he was checking in at Dingyuan Temple, he accidentally discovered that all the monks in Dingyuan Temple were warrior monks. .”

Monk?

Xu Zisu was slightly surprised.

"Yes, he was a martial monk who only practiced martial arts without reciting scriptures. At that time, there was still some incense in Dingyuan Temple, and he could barely make a living. However, those who practice martial arts have strong energy and blood, and they inevitably act in an eclectic way. The monk had only stayed in the temple for five days, and there were many incidents of monks hurting people."

Xu Zisu shook his head helplessly: "Sex is caused by sex, which is difficult to control."

"Yes, this is a pure place for Buddhism, but it is inappropriate to act rashly and angry, so the old monk stayed here for three years."

Xu Zisu said in admiration, "The Chan Master is a great virtue."

Most wandering monks are people with no fixed status. It is not easy to live in a temple for three years.

"It's a pity that the old monk is approaching the end of his life."

Life is approaching?

Xu Zisu couldn't help but be stunned.

Could it be that you have misunderstood?

"Zen Master, aren't you a practitioner?"

The old monk shook his head: "The old monk has all his veins broken, his talent is dull, and he has no chance to enter Buddhism."

Really just an ordinary person,

Xu Zisu looked at the old monk in front of him, he didn't look like an ordinary person.

Especially the way he looked at him at the door, those eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. Is it really something only an ordinary person can have?
"What is the unknown Zen Master's instruction?"

"When the old monk passes away, the monks in Dingyuan Temple are afraid of having second thoughts. The old monk wants the young monk to stay in the temple for a while."

"Zen master, what can a monk do?"

"The old monk thinks that the young monk should be a monk, right?"

"To be honest, Zen Master, the young monk does have some cultivation skills."

The old monk looked at Xu Zisu and said with a smile: "It's not that he has some cultivation, but that he has escaped from his destiny."

Xu Zisu looked at him sideways. Can an ordinary person see this?
"How can a Zen master see this?"

The old monk smiled slightly: "The old monk has traveled around 36 prefectures in the Jin Dynasty and recited more than [-] volumes of sutras. He is very familiar with Buddhist scriptures. Although he is not a monk, he still has some magical powers. Would you like to see this, young monk?"

Xu Zisu saluted and said, "I have my wish, but I don't dare to ask my ears."

"Amitabha."

"Invite the young monk to sleep."

After the old monk finished speaking, Xu Zisu felt his head sink, and a wave of sleepiness surged into his heart. Before he could react, he fell into a deep sleep. ······
A hundred years ago,
Jeju City,
Coinciding with the troubled times, banditry was rampant, Daliu Village was plundered, and all the people in the village were massacred.

A woman ran out of a burning house. The woman was covered in blood, holding a child in her arms, and struggled to escape from the house.

The village road was filled with corpses lined up, and the smell of blood was nauseating.

After the woman escaped from the house, she finally fell to the ground weakly, and saw a hideous wound on her back bleeding with blood.

Angrily, he glanced at the toddler in his arms.

"Li'er, go quickly...to...Tuoshan."

After speaking a few words intermittently, he died completely.

A child who was less than five years old just stayed overnight in a village full of corpses.

The next day,

When the sun shone on the earth, the young child seemed to notice something. He immediately got up and followed his mother's instructions to go up the mountain.

Tuoshan Mountain is the same as Xihua Mountain in the past. It is only three to five miles away from the nearest village. For an adult, this is nothing, but for a child under five years old, this is an unknown natural chasm.

A child under five years old walked like this on a rugged path for a whole day without even a moment's rest.

As the sun set, the child finally saw a wisp of green smoke rising. He used his last bit of strength to walk to the temple gate and passed out.

In the early morning, he was discovered by the monk who was cleaning the gate of the temple and rescued him.

At that time, the child had not had any water for two days, but he still survived with great perseverance.

Since then, the child named Li Li has had another name: Jili, and also had a second home: Tuoshan Temple.

Winter has come and summer has passed, and in the blink of an eye, thirteen years have passed, and the child of the past has become a young monk. Although he was born with an ordinary appearance, his understanding is extraordinary, and he has already understood thousands of volumes of scriptures in the pavilion.

That year, he said goodbye to his master and walked down the mountain.
He also said, if you cannot fulfill the Buddha Dharma in the world, you will never return to the mountain again.

Starting from Jeju Prefecture, he traveled to Yunzhou, Bingzhou, Changji, Liaodu, Qinghuai... until settling in Ningzhou. This journey lasted more than [-] years and read more than [-] volumes of scriptures.

When he memorized [-] scriptures, the divine sea opened up.

While he was memorizing [-] sutras, a Buddhist divine light condensed in the divine sea.
When he memorized hundreds of thousands of scriptures, the divine light turned into a Buddhist golden bead that condensed the infinite Buddha essence.

After that, after integrating the sutra in his heart, he finally realized the magical power of Buddhism and the great dream.

It's a pity that the profound Buddha's accumulation is still no match for the end of the physical body. A hundred years old is already the longest life in the world, and finally ushered in the end of life.

Regarding all this, Xu Zisu seemed to have experienced it himself, and he also seemed to be a bystander. A hundred years of time were all in a dream.

I woke up leisurely, it was already late at night,
The night rose, and the Zen room was dim. Reflecting the moonlight, two figures sitting cross-legged could be vaguely seen.

Just one person lowered his head, and the other's deep eyes were full of complexity.

"Little monk, you only need to stay in Dingyuan Temple for three months. There are [-] volumes of scriptures left by the old monk in the temple. The lunch box is the reward that the old monk begged you for."

"The old monk originally thought that he would have no attachments in this life, but he never thought that he would bury his hatred deep in his heart, and then there would be thousands of scriptures, but in the end they would be in vain."

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Xu Zi sat down solemnly, his mind seemed to be like a bright mirror, and there seemed to be a myriad of floating world in his eyes.

Although he never had the century-old memory of the old monk, he actually experienced a century of life.

What shocked him the most was that this old monk was really an ordinary person, but he had used his life for hundreds of years to open up a unique path to Buddhism.

Sharifa!
In this world, there is only the way of monks, whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, there is only one way, and that is the way of immortality.

And Zen Master Jili actually succeeded in cultivating the Buddhist relics he had heard about in his previous life.

However, without magic power to protect one's body, even if one obtains the relics, he is still just a mortal.

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(End of this chapter)