Monk Chengjing sighed: "That's Miaohua Temple."

Li Muchan nodded: "It seems that your master and disciple have put a lot of effort into this temple."

Monk Chengjing said: "Yes, we sculpted the golden body and built the temple. We endured a lot of hardships to build the Miaolian Temple like this. It's a pity that once the master is gone, I can't stand it alone."

Li Muchan said: "You guys...forget it, let's go in and take a look."

The four of them went up the steps and arrived in front of the temple. In front of the temple was a flat open space with several ginkgo trees planted, all of them thick and hugging.

Passing through the ginkgo tree, going up the stone steps and pushing open the temple door, what comes into view is a large hall. In the hall, the golden Buddha stands tall, solemn and majestic, making people feel reverence and insignificance.

Li Muchan nodded: "It seems to be a Buddha statue made by a famous master."

Monk Chengjing said proudly: "It was made by a lay believer. It is a very elegant piece of jewelry. It is truly a rare masterpiece."

Li Muchan said: "It is indeed a fine product. Usually you are the only one who manages it?"

"I also accepted a disciple." Monk Chengjing said, raising his voice and shouting: "Xing Zhen!"

"Master!" Soon a young monk ran out.

This little monk was chubby, had a round face, and was full of joy. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and looked younger than Jing'er. When he saw Monk Chengjing, he ran over in a hurry, like a ball rolling over and beamed with joy:

"Master, you are finally back!"

Monk Chengjing said solemnly: "Why did it close so early?"

The little monk Xingzhen said hurriedly: "No one has come to the door these days since Master is away. Master, can you invite the holy monk Zhanran?"

He looked around, passing by Li Muchan, then looked at Ji Kong, turned his eyes away, and finally landed on Jing'er. After looking at it for a few times, he didn't think it was the same, so he turned around and said, "Master didn't invite Divine Monk Zhanran."

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"Xingzhen, you..." Cheng Jing shook her head and sighed: "You need to practice your eyes, but you haven't made any progress at all. Master Zhanran is in front of you, but you don't recognize it!"

"Ah——?" The little monk Xingzhen touched his bald head, looked at Jikong and Li Muchan one by one, and finally landed on Li Muchan: "Is this the divine monk Zhanran?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I don't dare to be a divine monk, but I am a humble monk!"

"Ah, you are so young!" Little Monk Xingzhen suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth. Then he turned to Monk Chengjing and said, "Master, have you made a mistake?"

"Shut up!" Monk Chengjing shouted hurriedly.

Xing Zhen closed her mouth in a hurry, but her eyes rolled around, gleaming with curiosity on Li Muchan's face.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Emptiness is form, form is emptiness, monk Xingzhen, you are in a state of mind!"

The little monk Xingzhen nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, yes, I am a disciple, and I have met the divine monk Zhanran!"

Monk Chengjing waved his hand, signaling him to step back and stop being embarrassed here. He turned around and said with a smile: "Master, let's take a look at our temple!"

Li Muchan nodded, and accompanied by monk Chengjing, he slowly walked around the Miaolian Temple. The front was very grand and magnificent, but when he got to the Zen room at the back, he suddenly changed to a different world, so simple that it was even

It's a bit shabby. The house hasn't been repaired for a long time. It's different from the front one.

Li Muchan didn't say much. Although Monk Chengjing had gone astray, he could not doubt their piety. For being so harsh on him, there was still some hope.

Faith is the most important thing to enter Buddhism. Many people practice for a long time but get nothing, precisely because their faith is not correct, true, sincere, and not strong.

If you have true faith and firm mind, and have a correct mind and right thoughts, your practice will surely make rapid progress, and you will be vigorous and diligent. This is the essence of Buddhist practice. If you are not an eminent monk or a great virtuous man, you cannot recognize this clearly, and naturally, neither can your disciples.

Seeing the scene here, Xingzhen walked carefully, following behind everyone, when suddenly a black steamed bun ran out.

Xingzhen hurriedly ran over to pick it up, and put it back in his arms with a blushing face. But Li Muchan had already seen it, it was a black-faced steamed bun.

Monk Chengjing glared at him, and then continued to take everyone for a stroll as if nothing had happened. He quickly walked around and returned to the front of the hall. He smiled and said: "Master Zhanran, is this place still pleasing to the eye?"

Li Muchan nodded: "It's well taken care of, which shows that it's done with care."

"What does Master mean...?" Monk Chengjing looked at him eagerly.

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll go to Miaolian Temple and ask for three chapters of the Dharma."

"Please tell me!" Monk Chengjing nodded hurriedly.

Li Muchan said: "First, as the host, I make the decision in everything. Even if I say that I want to demolish the temple, I still have to obey."

Monk Chengjing thought for a while, looked around, then turned to look at the opposite side, gritted his teeth, and nodded vigorously: "Okay, Lao Nie Yide!"

Li Muchan nodded: "Secondly, as the presiding officer, you, the monk, need to be given the rites of a disciple as you come down a generation."

"Yide!" Monk Chengjing nodded without hesitation: "The master has superb cultivation and profound Dharma. Those who have mastered it come first. I am willing to be inferior!"

Those who are masters on the path of spiritual practice come first. It is right to respect the old and love the young. But when it comes to practice, it is not necessary to listen to the old. If Li Muchan is determined to succeed the old monk Chengjing, he must first get rid of his ego and let his mind be at ease.

"Third, let go of the grudges with Miaohua Temple." Li Muchan said.

Monk Chengjing was startled and hesitated: "This..."

Li Muchan said: "There is a saying in Buddhism that you can put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. If you can't let it go, if you keep clinging to it, it will be a demonic obstacle. How can you have any practice?"

"But..." Monk Chengjing hesitated.

Li Muchan smiled: "The only way to do things is to be self-reliant. You should not compete with others, but it is good to constantly strive for self-improvement. If you relax your mind, you will naturally be able to let go of your attachments and not be moved by external things... Monk you

Your mind-cultivation skills are too poor!”

"…···Yes, I agree!" Monk Chengjing nodded firmly.

Li Muchan put his hands on his hands and smiled: "In that case, we are no longer outsiders. Jingkong, let's go to the city to buy some delicious food."

"Yes, Master." Jikong nodded solemnly, looking excited. Master finally agreed. It's wonderful to be able to stay in the temple outside Chunhua City!

Li Muchan said warmly: "Chengjing, please tell the believers that I will hold a sermon in seven days and invite everyone to come and listen."

"Yes, Abbot!" Chengjing and Shang Heshi nodded: "I will go to the city and inform them door to door."

Li Muchan said: "I don't care about how to do it. I only ask about the result. When Ji Kong comes back, you master and disciple have a good meal. Don't suffer yourself in eating. Only when you are full can you settle down and practice well...I

If you come back in seven days, you don’t have to follow me."

"Yes, Abbot." Monk Chengjing nodded respectfully.

Li Muchan looked at him and shook his head. When he first met him, he looked like an eminent monk, with fair hair and a childish face. After getting along with him, he realized that the old monk was an idiot and really needed some guidance.

ps: Two updates have been completed. I have to go out with my wife on the weekend, so I can’t write too much, so I’ll forgive you.
Chapter completed!