Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 595 No eyebrows

  The extremely evil place Guanyan said was of course the source world of Senhai in the dark age.

  And the flower of bliss he said, of course, can only be a small annoyance.

  "All beings have no suffering, but they are subject to all happiness, hence the name bliss."

  Elysium is the lifelong pursuit of many Buddhas.

   But for Guan Yan, he has already found his "bliss" in the source world of Senhai.

  It was at this time that Jiang Wang knew that Guan Yan had a chance to leave Senhai Yuanyuan, but he did not want to leave again.

  He asked Jiang Wang to send his monk's clothes back to the Xuankong Temple, just to say goodbye to his faith and to say goodbye to his dead teacher.

  From then on, he can calmly abandon the Buddha and leave. No longer need to follow the rules and precepts, you can love what he loves.

  The last strand of the snow-white monk's clothes burned in the air, and Guan Yan's voice disappeared.

  Jiang Wang bowed and saluted, then straightened up and said goodbye to the monks of the Xuankong Temple: "The place where the Buddhist monks are clean, the worldly people dare not stay for a long time. The matter is here, Jiang Wang said goodbye."

   "The matter of Master Guanyan is a beneficiary." The abbot said, "Please wait a while, Lao Ya is asking someone to get some Buddha destiny."

  The so-called "Buddha Destiny" is a decent way of giving thanks.

  In fact, even if you feel hard to fight, a sect at the level of Xuankong Temple will not let Jiang Wang go away empty-handed. Of course, the level of "Buddha Destiny" will still be adjusted.

  The Xuankong Temple family has a great cause, and there is a painful feeling to come forward to fight for it, and the "Buddha" that the abbot of the painstaking order must be worthwhile.

But Jiang Wang still refused: "Senior Guan Yan is a person I respect very much. He is willing to trust me, and I am willing to do something for him. There is really no need for compensation. Moreover, the monk’s clothes have been burned out, and this matter has already been dealt with. Your temple has nothing to do. I wouldn’t take it before, and I don’t even take it now."

  The Guanyan monk’s clothes burned out, indicating that his fate with the Xuankong Temple was exhausted.

  Jiang Wang pointed out this point. Naturally, there is no reason to give gifts forcibly. It's just that the evaluation of this young man in my heart has inevitably improved a bit.

  "The Xuankong Temple will remember the benefactor's kindness." Sufferingly put his palm in front of him, and said the Buddha's name: "Nanwu Sakyamuni Buddha."

  Jiang Wang replied again, then turned and left.

  His footsteps here, Kujue immediately squeezed in front of him, all smiles: "Send you for the teacher."

  Jiang Wang could not refuse, and refusal would not be useful, so he had to politely said: "Then there will be Master Lao."

   Suffering to be extremely stubborn as his master, Jiang Wang took the trouble to distance himself, clarifying the relationship with each master, and would never let him go. As far as persistence is concerned, there is no difference between the superior and the inferior.

   Kujue and Jiang Wang left, and Monk Jingli naturally followed suit.

   One abbot and two heads of Xuankong Temple are still in front of Dingyu Pagoda.

  After a moment of silence, the first bitter truth of Guanshiyuan first spoke: "Guanyan is a betrayal of the mountain gate. How to deal with this matter must have a charter."

   "There is only a little real spirit left, how can I deal with it?" The first suffering in the Jianglong Academy ‘screamed’.

  It can be seen that he has tried to speak as quietly as possible, but it is still deafening.

  Fortunately, everyone has long been used to it.

   "I don't think it's necessarily." Kudi shook his head: "How can a little real spirit communicate with people, how can I ask someone to do things? Besides, he can project power from Yuheng Star Territory."

  The hard life said at this time: "I think the donor Jiang is sincere in nature and does not lie."

  "He probably didn't lie. But can he see the truth through his cultivation?" Kudi asked rhetorically.

   Bitterly and Hong said: "He has been lost in the secret world for five hundred years. It is absolutely necessary not to let us know that he is still alive. He also specially invited people to return the monk's clothes to bid farewell to the mountain gate, which shows his feelings for the sect."

"That's his business and his choice." Kudi was unmoved: "I only know that the Shanmen rules are like this. No one can go beyond it. He practiced all the way, all of which is my source of the Xuankong Temple. One should be transcendental good fortune. It was paid by the Xuankong Temple. How can you say that you will not become a Buddha in this life, and you can easily leave the mountain gate?"

  There is no dissatisfaction with suffering. He knows that suffering is such an old-fashioned person, and he has nothing to say when he brings it out of the temple rules, so he only asks: "Then how do you deal with it?"

"Find him first. If there is indeed only a bit of true spirit left, and the suffering is enough to pay for his karma, Xuankong Temple will not pursue it anymore. If not, then at least what he has learned will be abolished and he will be brought to the transcendent state. Fight back, so that the secrets of the Xuankong Temple will not be passed on." Kudi's expression is serious, and there is no room for change.

  Bitterness has to be admitted, although he may be a little harsher, but he is indeed maintaining the mountain rules.

  At this moment, a monk without eyebrows appeared out of thin air and fell behind them.

  "Is the five hundred years of education not enough to pay for this teacher?"

   Suffering hurriedly turned around, with the respect of the abbot, still bowing first: "Why are you here?"

   "Therefore, the breath of popularity has inspired the Zen machine."

  Monk Wumei looked fierce, but his voice was very gentle: "Guanyan's business, let's stop here."

  "Zhan Master Zhi Evil." Kudi still did not change his expression: "The little monk just follows the rules of the mountain."

  This monk without eyebrows was actually an eminent monk of the character "Zhi", one generation higher than Guanyan, and five generations higher than Kudi and others. It is no wonder that even suffering must be paid first.

  But the generation is the generation. As the first seat of the current Guanshiyuan of the Hanging Temple, Kudi does not need to go against his will.

The eyebrow Zhi Ei Zen master sighed: "Guan Yan is the disciple received by Zhixiang. Among all the disciples of the'Guan' generation, he is the latest to start, the youngest, and is the junior of all the disciples of the'Guan' generation. "

  "When Zhixiang died, please ask Zhixiu to take care of him. Later, he stopped and died. It was the abbot..."

  Speaking of this, the monk Wumei gave a somewhat apologetic look at the miserable life, and then said, "Brother Zhinian personally took care of him."

  The Zhinian brother Zhinian in the mouth of Zen Master Zhie is naturally the abbot of Xuankong Temple at that time.

  His person has passed away long ago, and his golden body is in this Tallinn.

   Kudi frowned and said: "Shanmen loves him so much, so he should be loyal to him."

   "Senior Brother Zhinian was in favor of his successor to the abbot back then, but unfortunately he was lost in the secret world and heard nothing from him. I didn't expect that after so long, he could still get news from him."

  Zhi Ei Zen Master shook his head: "All the Buddhas I have seen, from then to now, his understanding is the first. It's a pity..."

   "Since he is so good, let alone let him go!"

  The truth of suffering is really dissatisfied. The rules are the rules. Of course, the Zen Master Zhiye has a high seniority and is worthy of respect. However, as the first member of the Guanshi Academy to talk about the rules here, he keeps remembering the past, which is really unpleasant.

  Speaking nicely is just a broken mouth, and badly speaking, some are too old!

Zen Master Zhi Ei glanced at him and said with a wry smile: "The first seat of the Guanshiyuan has been changed so much, and they are all carved out of a mold. All of them are old-fashioned. When I see you, I feel that it is still the same year."

  (End of this chapter)