On the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the people in Fengyun City all knew that there was a new young master in the general's mansion, named Shangguan Qiu Ming.

City Lord Xia from the City Lord's Mansion also came to congratulate him with his wife, but Ye Zhiqiu did not come.

Instead, he sent the maid in the courtyard to deliver some old clothes worn by Li Xiaoxue to Lin Yueru in the general's mansion.

Only Miss Wushuang is the happiest. She finally has her little brother, and in the days to come she can finally be a real little sister.

On the contrary, after receiving the news, the old monk Kuchan from the Great Buddha Temple counted with his fingers and said with a smile: "There is another cloud in Fengyun City."

...

Li Ye got up early in the morning without waking Mu Mu, and went to sweep the fallen leaves on the stone steps outside the mountain gate with a broom in the morning light.

The sky became brighter in autumn later than in summer, and the cool morning breeze blew on his thin monk's clothes and blew the fallen leaves all over the ground.

Li Ye poured the piles of fallen leaves into his basket while listening to the sound of chanting sutras coming from the hall.

Brother Xindao Minghui said it right. Sweeping the floor and chanting sutras are all part of spiritual practice. No wonder he could persist in sweeping the floor at the mountain gate for ten years without getting distracted.

Because there are several Dharma meetings held in the temple during the Mid-Autumn Festival, some pilgrims at the foot of the mountain don't want to climb the mountain every day, so they simply stay in the living room of the temple.

Before the morning classes were over, there were believers walking in the square outside the main hall.

Looking at Li Ye carrying a broom, pilgrims came over from time to time and asked if they wanted to help. Li Ye refused one by one with a smile. In his eyes, small things like sweeping the floor were not worth mentioning.

Thinking that he would have to go to the back mountain to fetch dozens of buckets of mountain spring water in the morning at the Great Buddha Temple, but when he arrived at Prajna Temple, there was already a water tank connected to the back of the dining hall, which saved him from the hard work.

The stone steps of the mountain gate were swept with fallen leaves, the sound of beating boards in the dining hall was heard, and the monks who had finished their morning classes and the pilgrims staying in the temple lined up outside the dining hall.

Li Ye put down the broom, fetched water at the back of the dining hall, washed himself, and queued at the back of the queue to have breakfast.

At a glance, I didn't see Mr., Mu Mu, or my wife in the team.

Thinking that they must have made a fire to cook in the small courtyard, they didn't bother to say hello to the monk in charge of the dining hall.

However, Master Minghui noticed Li Ye, looked at him and smiled and said: "It was you playing the piano and singing last night? When will you let me enjoy it?"

Li Ye looked up at Master Minghui, touched his head and laughed.

He replied: "Senior Brother, I am making you laugh. I am playing the piano randomly, how can I get into the ears of Senior Brother?"

Master Minghui was stunned. He did not expect that Li Ye would respond to him like this.

He glared at Li Ye and said, "As long as you know how to say, go and eat."

After saying that, he walked forward without looking at Li Ye's embarrassed look.

Li Ye was stunned and thought to himself, you don't have to be so angry, right? At worst, I can play a song for you another day, right?

Isn't it said that colorless sound, fragrance and touch are the same thing? I thought it was the same thing, but I didn't dare to go to Ming Hui for the theory.

After breakfast, I rested for a while and continued to sweep the fallen leaves on the stone steps in front of the mountain gate with a broom.

Because there was a Dharma conference to be held, there were already pilgrims walking around in the square outside the main hall.

Li Ye did not practice with the bamboo sword, but just dragged the broom and cleaned the stone steps outside the mountain gate.

At this time, there was still half an hour before the start of the ceremony. Li Ye was sweeping the fallen leaves with his head down when he didn't expect a pair of mango shoes to appear on the stone steps.

"Do you want to go to the main hall to feel the atmosphere of the Dharma conference?" When I looked up, I saw the familiar smiling face of Master Minghui.

I don’t know whether it was because it was still early, but during the thousand-mile trip to attend the Dharma conference, I stood on the railing outside the main hall, or at the lotus pond beside the square, watching the remaining lotuses swaying in the autumn wind.

No one paid attention to the two monks, an old man and a young man, dressed in coarse linen and linen clothes on the stone steps of the mountain gate.

Li Ye lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head at Minghui.

He thought that his consciousness had broken through the distractions. As long as he was willing, he could see every plant and tree in Prajna Temple, so why bother to delay his sweeping and practice in order to attend the Dharma assembly.

"I remember discussing with my senior brother that chanting sutras and sweeping the floor are all practices. What's the difference between being in the hall and me in the square?"

Ming Hui was stunned, looking at him in stunned silence and speechless.

"Besides, if I go to attend a Dharma gathering, who will sweep the floor for me? Isn't it always bad with the falling leaves flying around in the square?"

Li Ye looked at him and said quietly.

Minghui was stunned, thinking that his own practice was not as good as the junior brother in front of him. It seemed that he had accidentally fallen into the trap, which might also mess up his state of mind in the long run.

He sighed softly, looked at Li Ye and said: "I didn't expect that my junior brother's realm has gone beyond being a brother. I'm so ashamed, Amitabha! Sweeping the floor and chanting sutras are all a practice."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to walk up to the main hall. Li Ye looked at his back and called out: "Senior brother, wait a minute, I have something to ask."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Minghui turned around and looked at Li Ye quietly.

"It has been two months since I came to the temple. Why do I only see the monks chanting sutras in the temple, but never find them practicing their own Dharma? Could it be said that the monks in Prajna Temple only chant sutras and do not practice Taoism? If so, why do you, senior brother,

The realm is so profound?"

Li Ye, who was puzzled, looked at Minghui on the stone steps and asked several questions in succession.

"Who did you hear that the monks in the temple don't practice Buddhism? How can you live forever if you don't practice Buddhism?"

Master Minghui looked at Li Ye under the stone steps with sparkling eyes.

He said calmly: "It's just that everyone practices different methods. They either practice in their own meditation rooms or go to the mountains to practice. Have you visited all of Fangcun Mountain?"

"Don't monks who go up the mountain to practice do morning prayers? Don't they participate in Dharma meetings in the temple?"

Li Ye stopped sweeping the floor, held up the broom and looked at Master Minghui and asked.

Master Minghui was stunned and looked up at the vast mountains behind him.

He said thoughtfully: "Reciting sutras is practice, having morning and evening classes is practice, holding Dharma meetings is practice, and sweeping the floor is practice. Isn't seclusion not practice? Being alone in the mountains is not practice?"

"This, senior brother, you said it too quickly, I have to think about it carefully." Li Ye looked at him and replied.

Minghui ignored him and continued with a frown.

"Hundreds of years ago, Master Po Seng left Prajna Temple and walked in the five realms. Isn't it considered practice? Then tell me, what is practice?"

After saying this, Li Ye, who was in a daze, came to his senses, waved his hand, turned around and walked back to the main hall on the steps, leaving Li Ye alone in the wind.

"No wonder I can't see the brothers practicing in the temple. It turns out that everyone is either in seclusion or entering the mountains. Maybe there are brothers who have gone into the world to practice like Master Po Seng did... After all, it turns out that I also have a difference.

Heart, it seems that the practice of Buddhism is really not an easy task. If you don’t pay attention, you will become obsessed with it and mess up your state of mind."

Li Ye sighed softly, lowered his head and continued to sweep the fallen leaves on the stone steps.

...

After lunch in the dining hall, it was already noon when Li Ye returned to the courtyard.

Pushing open the courtyard door, I saw Mu Mu carrying rice and putting it on the stone table in the courtyard.

"Brother is back after finishing his homework. Let's have dinner with Mu Mu. My wife has made delicious dishes."

Mu Mu put down the rice, walked over and took Li Ye's hand.

"The little guy is back so early. Do you want to eat some more with us? I want fried bamboo shoots and dried meat."

Li Hongxiu walked out of the kitchen carrying the dishes, looked at Li Ye and said.

Li Ye patted Mu Mu on the shoulder and said, "Mu Mu, you have dinner with your husband and wife, and I'll go change clothes."

After saying that, he walked into his room.

The husband patted the stone bench in front of him, looked at Mu Mu and said, "Mu Mu sat down to eat. Your brother has naturally eaten in the temple's dining hall."

Li Hongxiu put down the dishes she was holding, picked up a bowl and served rice to her husband, and then another bowl to Mu Mu.

Then he said: "This guy eats vegetarian food every day, and I don't see him feeling uncomfortable."

Mu Mu held the bowl and reached for the chopsticks. She looked at Li Hongxiu and pouted and said, "Yes, Mu Mu can't bear not eating meat."

The teacher looked at Li Hongxiu, frowned, and said: "Ye'er came to Prajna Temple to practice, not to enjoy, so what's the point of suffering? Is it possible that when I return to the Central Region or Fengyun City, there is plenty of fish and meat every day?

Can this practice lead to perfect cultivation?"

Li Hongxiu was shocked after hearing this and almost dropped the bowl he was holding on the ground.

He patted his chest slightly and said, "People know that your precious disciple can't say anything. Eat and eat."

After saying that, he took a chopstick of meat to Mu Mu and another chopstick of vegetables to Mr.

Mu Mu looked at Li Hongxiu and giggled: "Master, you are so cute!"

Li Hongxiu glared at her and said softly: "Eat!"

Li Ye changed into clean clothes and came out and sat down next to Mu Mu.

Looking at the weird looks of the three people, they asked in confusion: "What happened?"

Li Hongxiu glared at him, said nothing, and lowered her head to look into her bowl.

Mu Mu chewed the meat in her mouth, looked at Li Ye and said with a smile: "Brother, are you hungry if there is no meat in the restaurant?"

Li Ye reached out and touched her hair, and said with a smile: "I've been used to it since I was at the Great Buddhist Temple outside Fengyun City. Mu Mu's mother should have taught you that when you eat, you should concentrate on eating and don't talk."

After saying that, he picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table and picked up the bamboo shoots for Mu Mu.

Li Hongxiu, who was about to speak, listened to Li Ye's words and held back what he wanted to say.

He glanced at the gentleman with a resentful look, and then continued to eat with the bowl in hand.

The teacher looked at the three of them and smiled faintly: "In terms of spiritual practice, none of you can compare to Ye'er. Since he practiced with me, he has been able to insist on eating when he eats, and understands that the simplest thing is to sleep when he sleeps.

reason."

Li Ye did not disturb the three of them while they were eating. He carried the bucket to get a bucket of water and cleaned the teapot and teacup from last night.

He took some charcoal from the kitchen, lit the small stove, and waited for the three of them to finish lunch and make tea.

Xiaozayuan is a remote place in Prajna Temple. In the past two months, except for Li Ye himself, few monks have come here. Counting all the times, only Master Minghui has been here twice.

Watching the three gentlemen eating quietly around the table, Li Ye, standing at the door of the kitchen, seemed to have returned to the small wooden house on the Tianshan Mountains.

I don’t know what happened to the two seniors, Lao Yuan and Lao Lang, after they passed through the tribulation. I don’t know if Xiao Bai, who followed Xiao Qing, broke through to the state of distraction.

Thinking about the species on Tianshan Mountain, Li Ye felt as if it was yesterday, as if he could reach out and touch it.

If he hadn't met Lao Yuan and Xiao Bai, he would never have reached this level.

That monotonous yet warm scene appeared in his mind, and everything seemed like it was yesterday.
Chapter completed!