The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

Maybe Monk Fahai didn't fully understand his intentions before, or he understood a little bit, but he was not ready to speak out.

Until this time, I met a Lama Aqiu who was about the same age as me, but not too weak. I saw Lama Aqiu’s high spirits when he was talking about his own understanding of Buddhism, and I saw Lama Aqiu’s understanding of life. Monk Fa Hai suddenly realized that he might have figured out all kinds of attitudes towards practice.

"But disciples prefer to stay in the human world."

He took a deep breath, and said this sentence to Zen Master Qingyuan in front of him.

And after the words came out, it seemed that the original shackles in his heart had suddenly been broken, and Monk Fahai's eyes became much brighter.

He met Zen Master Qingyuan's gaze, and said in a deep voice, "Subduing demons and demons, and spreading Buddhism, isn't it more useful than staying in Lingshan to recite scriptures and Zen?"

Chan Master Qingyuan didn't expect Monk Fahai to say such a passage, but considering Monk Fahai's temperament in the past, Chan Master Qingyuan was not at all surprised that he would say something like this today.

"Idiot."

Therefore, after shaking his head at Monk Fahai, Zen Master Qingyuan didn't think about changing Monk Fahai's thoughts.

He just looked into the eyes of the monk Shangfahai and said to him in a concentrated voice, "This is obsession."

Zen Master Qingyuan smiled wryly, "Tell me, if you keep doing this, how can I rest assured that I will hand over this Jinshan Temple to you?"

When Monk Fahai heard the words, he wanted to explain something, "Abbot, I..."

But he was only halfway through when he was interrupted by Chan Master Qingyuan.

He glanced at the Jinshan Temple not far away, then turned around and said to Monk Fahai with a chuckle, "I can't stay here forever."

"Cultivate hard."

Zen Master Qingyuan said, "I will accompany you for another two hundred years at most, and you will have to walk the rest of the way by yourself."

Hearing what Chan Master Qingyuan said, Monk Fahai opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything until the end.

Yes, Chan Master Qingyuan will leave anyway.

His home is in the west, in Lingshan, not the small Jinshan Temple in front of him.

In fact, as early as a hundred years ago, Chan Master Qingyuan had the opportunity to become a Buddha right away, and to go to Lingshan to obtain the right fruit.

But he gave up.

I gave up such an opportunity and chose to stay in Jinshan Temple to teach a child who is extremely talented in Buddhist practice.

Then Chan Master Qingyuan personally gave the boy a Dharma name, which was Fahai.

Monk Fahai was looking at Chan Master Qingyuan in front of him, and Chan Master Qingyuan also looked up at him.

However, compared to the complex emotions surging in Monk Fahai's eyes, Chan Master Qingyuan just smiled at him, then turned the subject, and asked him in a soft voice, "Recently practice , is there any difficulty?"

Monk Fahai pursed his lips, and after taking a deep breath, he finally calmed down his mind.

He put his hands together, bowed to Chan Master Qingyuan, and then replied slowly, "My disciple is stupid. When I was studying the Lotus Sutra recently, I was a little confused about the meaning of this passage..."

The two of them stayed on Liuyun Pavilion for a long time.

It was not until dusk came and the sky was filled with sunset clouds that Monk Fa Hai bid farewell and left, and went to his meditation room in Jinshan Temple, where he began to practice formally in response to the many doubts that Zen Master Qingyuan had answered today.

Although the practice of Buddhism focuses on the word "heart", the training of mana is also a daily compulsory homework.

Especially for Buddhist disciples like Monk Fa Hai who are determined to subdue demons and demons, mana power is placed at the forefront of his practice.

Monk Fahai does not reject the use of foreign objects in the process of cultivation. It happened that Murong Bai gave him a gourd elixir on the first day of his visit to Jinshan Temple. After Monk Fahai took it, he never went there. Don't bother.

At this time, a thought moved in my heart, wanting to see what kind of pills were contained in the gourd.

With an indifferent attitude, Monk Fahai took out the green leather gourd.

But at the moment when he took off the gourd plug, Monk Fa Hai's face suddenly changed color.

He stuffed the gourd plug back faster than before, and immediately stood up from the futon, regardless of what the monks outside thought, and ran away from his meditation room all the way, heading straight to Zen Master Qingyuan The location of the past was found.

As for Zen Master Qingyuan, he had already left Liuyun Pavilion at this time, and returned to the Zen room that belonged exclusively to the abbot of Jinshan Temple.

Monk Fahai rushed over like the wind, and forgot to knock on the door, so he went directly into the house and came to Chan Master Qingyuan.

Zen Master Qingyuan, who was meditating with his eyes closed, naturally had to open his eyes at this time.

He looked at the slightly short-breathed monk Fahai in front of him, shook his head slightly at him, and said, "Fahai, meditate."

Buddhist practice, static characters, bear the brunt.

Because in the practice of Buddhism, the method of practicing meditation and cultivating the mind is exactly a kind of static work.

But all successful Buddhist practitioners should have a steady state of mind without changing their face when Mount Tai collapses in front of them. Fahai's appearance at this time is already considered inferior.

But Zen Master Qingyuan has always known Fa Hai's character, so even though he felt a little disappointed, he still only gave Fa Hai a few words of advice.

Immediately, he raised his eyebrows and asked Fa Hai, "But what happened?"

After listening to Zen Master Qingyuan's admonition, and after such a long time, Monk Fahai's mood has already adjusted.

However, Monk Fahai, whose face has long since returned to normal, did not respond immediately to Chan Master Qingyuan's question.

Instead, he took out the green leather gourd that Murong Bai gave as a gift that day, and sent it directly to Zen Master Qingyuan.

"Abbot, let's take a look at this first."

Monk Fahai unplugged the gourd again, poured out a medicinal pill from the gourd, spread it on his hand, then pointed at the medicinal pill, and said to Zen Master Qingyuan with a dignified face, "This kind of thing, It is definitely not something that a West Lake casual cultivator can do."