"Hmm? You said I have never had a cassock on my body?" The words of Dharma Image surprised me very much!

I'm afraid no one knows better whether I have a cassock on me or not. I remember clearly that I have a cassock on me, and I'm sure it's the one in the hands of the old monk, so I can't be wrong.

If I could read such a big robes wrongly, wouldn’t my heavenly eyes be in vain?

"Yes, you have never had a cassock on your body? When Master brought me here just now, you were wearing your own Taoist robe, and you didn't have any cassock at all.

I don’t know where the robes were taken out in the master’s hand, but I dare to sing Taoist Master, you don’t have them. If you wear robes, I will never be unable to see them.

So, Taoist Master, you guessed it wrong. It was not the robes that the master took when you were traveling through the void, but the robes that you didn’t have at all.”

"I don't have a cassock on my body! How is this possible? I was clearly wearing a cassock at that time. If it weren't for that cassock, I wouldn't have been able to withstand the first wave of attacks from the human skin monster." I said with certainty.

I am not sure about other things, but I am absolutely sure about this. If I can’t make any difference if I wear anything, my soul will be in vain.

With such a strong soul now, how could I not even understand the reality and the environment?

Now my soul power has increased by more than ten times, and my soul body has become more and more solid and pure. It is almost impossible to confuse me.

It is ten times more difficult to use magic to confuse me. Even if I wanted to confuse me in the past, it would not be easy, but now it is even more difficult.

So I have absolute confidence to be sure that I remember correctly and I will never remember correctly. I must have worn this robe.

"But I will never read it wrong, why don't you believe me?" Faxiang also looked helpless.

"It's not that I don't believe you, you don't understand at all. I can't remember or read it wrong."

I don’t want to explain too much to the Dharma. With his current insight, it is difficult to understand. Maybe he will understand it in the future, but it is definitely not now.

At this time, the old monk pulled the Dharma image to him and said, "Dharma image, Hexuan is right. You won't understand it now, and he will never read it wrong."

"Master, you have admitted that you have given me this robes?"

Unexpectedly, Kong Xiang shook his head and said, "The old monk is a monk. Monks will not lie. I have never given you this cassock. In fact, the one who blocked the first wave of attacks for you is not my cassock at all."

"What! It's not a big deal for your cassock, how is this possible?

Could it be that I was really wrong? It is impossible, absolutely impossible.

I can tell whether it is your cassock at a glance.

This style, color, size, and the square grid on it.

It's exactly the same, how could you read it wrong?"

The old monk shook his head and said with a serious expression: "You read it right, remember it right, and the old monk didn't lie to you."

"I read it right, and remember it right, Master, you didn't lie to me either?

Please forgive me for being stupid, Master, I don’t understand what you mean.

Since I remembered it correctly and read it correctly, it means that I did have your robes on me.

But you said that you have never given this robes to me, but I have never taken your robes.

Isn’t this a paradox?

If you don't give it to me, then this robe will not be on me.

But I do have your robes on my body, and I don’t have your robes either.

There is no way to explain this, and it is completely trapped in a dead cycle.

Master, do you have any other meanings to say that you have?"

It’s not that I’m stupid or that I’m stupid, but that I really can’t explain it.

Kong Xiang's words are so difficult to understand.

The old monk then shook his head and said, "No, this is not a paradox."

I blurted out just now, but the old monk's answer made me interested.

"It's not a paradox, then I really want to ask the master."

Kong Xiang smiled and said, "This matter is easy to understand. You remember it correctly, and I did not say it wrong.

In other words, you have indeed had a cassock on you, and I have never given it to you.

Then there is only one situation that can be explained, that is, the robes you wore were not mine at that time.”

"It's not yours!" I seemed to understand all of a sudden.

"Yes, why didn't I think of this?

That's right, it's not yours, but the Buddhist robes are almost the same.

The same style and the same color, there is nothing strange about it.

Since a Buddhist master saved me, he saved me with a similar robes, which is also a very reasonable thing.

Why can't I even figure this out!" I patted my head and finally figured it out.

Kong Xiang smiled slightly: "You can't blame you. If it were me, I would have the same idea as you."

But in this way, the old monk will be even more convinced that the one who helped you behind you is a monk.

This kind of cassock with the character "Tianshi" has another name in our Buddhism, called Futianyi."

This is the first time I have heard the title "Futianyi!"

Kong Xiang also knew that I didn’t know. He walked up to me and said, “That’s right, this kind of cassock with the appearance of the field has special significance in the monastic community, and has ten functions in total.

First, Bodhi first

Second, in the world

Third, parents return to worship

Fourth, the dragon son sacrifices his body

Fifth, dragons are free from difficulties

Sixth, the king's reverent

Seventh, worship of all beings

Eighth, Rakshasa respect

Ninth, Dragon Protection

Tenth, achieve the path to becoming a Buddha.

And in my Buddhism, only monks who have become monks can wear this kind of cassock.

Upassas and Upasi, who are at home, are men and women, can only wear man and man clothes."

I have heard of the name "Manyi!"

I once heard the old monk Wuchen talk about this Manyi, so I was not unfamiliar with Kong Xiang when he mentioned Manyi.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that the old monk Wuchen said almost the same thing to me. In fact, I have known these things for a long time, but I didn’t care much about Buddhism before. I really couldn’t remember it for a while if I didn’t mention it.

I hurriedly said, "Oh! I remembered it, yes, yes, master, you said it well.

I understand what you mean. Although this man-coat is also a kind of cassock, it does not appear in the field."

"Oh! I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable about my Buddhist robes." Kong Xiang was very surprised.

"It's not that I have studied it, I'm ashamed. These are all told by Zen Master Wuchen.

If it weren't for your mention of it, Master, I wouldn't have remembered it at all!

Now that you say this, I suddenly remembered it.

I also understand what you mean. You are telling me that since the other party has such a cassock of the field.

That proves that he is a monk in Buddhism, not a lay Buddhist.

Otherwise, what he used to protect me should be Manyi instead of Futianyi, right?"

Kong Xiang nodded in admiration and said, "That's right, that's right, that's what the old monk meant."

"So, there is really an unknown monk protecting me!" I frowned.
Chapter completed!