There is a temple built on the mountain called Lifo Temple.
This is a temple dedicated to receiving royal members and praying for the royal family. It is not open to the public on weekdays.
But tonight, two uninvited guests came outside the mountain gate.
"Amitabha!"
Fa Hai was dressed in white and said to Zhang Heng: "Please, fellow Taoist, hold the battle for me."
"Can..."
Zhang Heng didn't waste any time and stood on the stone tablet at the entrance of Lifo Temple.
Fahai adjusted his clothes, clasped his hands and stepped into the temple. His low voice echoed in all directions: "Where are the three holy monks? Fahai from Jinshan Temple came to pay a visit."
"Fahai?"
The monks woke up from their sleep and looked at each other in shock.
They followed the three holy monks to Kaifeng, originally to capture Fahai.
Before they could take any action, Fahai jumped out on his own. There are still such good things in the world.
Tap tap tap...
Hundreds of warrior monks carrying sticks rushed out of the monk's residence.
When I got outside, I saw Fahai dressed in white, begging for alms in one hand and holding a rosary in the other, with a slight smile on his face.
"Fahai, Buddhism is rising in this world. You are also a disciple of Buddhism. You should be able to understand our painstaking efforts. Why bother to go against us and make outsiders laugh?"
The monks moved out of the way and greeted the three old monks coming from behind.
"Zen Master Guinan!"
Fa Hai glanced at the old monk walking in the middle, and then looked at the other two people with the corner of his eye: "Zen Master Gui Du and Gui Jie."
"Fahai, turn back."
Zen Master Guidu spoke.
"Don't make a mistake. We respect you as the reincarnated Arhat. If you follow us honestly, we won't hurt your life, and you won't have to suffer physical pain."
Zen Master Gui Jie also spoke.
Fa Hai was noncommittal and asked: "Where is Master Yan?"
The three of them didn't answer, they just looked at Fa Hai quietly.
Fahai knew as soon as he saw it that the three monks would not tell the truth if there was no winner or loser today.
"excuse me."
Fa Hai tugged on his cassock and shouted: "Vishmaya, great wish for Ksitigarbha!"
Boom!!
The cassock on Fahai's body rose into the sky, and the entire Lifo Temple was involved.
The monks took a closer look and saw that the inside of the cassock formed a world of its own, with yellow spring water at its feet and red lotus fire above its head. This was actually a miniature version of purgatory.
call!!
The flames rose and burned towards the monks.
As soon as he was burned by this karmic fire, the monk who lacked determination suddenly let out a scream and was burned into a ball of ashes in an instant.
"Hold the curse!"
"Practice Manjushri Bodhisattva's heart mantra and break his purgatory!"
The three holy monks took a step forward at the same time, stretched out their hands and pointed to Fahai: "Om, Ah, Ruo, Ba, Jia, Na, Emperor!"
"Om, ah, ruo, ba, jia, na, emperor!"
Hundreds of monks sat cross-legged and chanted the Manjusri mantra.
Among the four great Bodhisattvas, Ksitigarbha is known as the Great Wish Bodhisattva, Manjushri is known as the Great Wisdom Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra is known as the Great Practice Bodhisattva, and Avalokitesvara is known as the Great Compassion Bodhisattva.
Om, Ah, Ruo, Ba, Jia, Na, Di.
It is a mantra in Manjushri's Wisdom Mantra. Although it does not have the famous mantra of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, such as Om, Well, Ne, Pa, Mi, Hum, the effect is the same. It means: break all worries with great wisdom.
boom!!
The interior of Little Purgatory was shaken.
Fa Hai's cassock began to show cracks, as if it would be torn apart at any time.
This is not surprising.
Although Fahai is powerful, he is unable to defeat the four-handed man with two fists.
Not to mention the three holy monks, the remaining hundred or so monks are all good at Wutai Mountain. Fahai is equivalent to using the power of one person to fight against the entire Wutai Mountain inheritance. Only those who can withstand it will be ghosts.
"The candle is broken, the west wind blows, the bed collapses, and you cannot stand up or sit down at the same level. Things in the world are drifting with the flow, so it is just a dream."
Just when Fahai was about to be unable to withstand the pressure, faint laughter suddenly came from all around.
The monks looked up.
I saw Zhang Heng descending from the sky, landing next to Fahai, cupping his hands in front of everyone and saying, "Zhang Heng, a scholar from Maoshan, has met all eminent monks."
"you..."
Zen Master Gui Jie was about to say something.
Zhang Heng waved his sleeves before he could speak: "Menglai!"
Wow!!
The surrounding scene changes again.
Saint Monk Gui Jie looked around and saw that not far away was the gate of Mount Wutai, and beside him stood his younger brother and sister.
"Brother, why don't you become a monk? We can't bear to let you go."
The holy monk Gui Jie was at a loss when he heard the cries of his younger brothers and sisters.
boom!!
There was a shock in Guijie Saint Monk's mind.
He remembered that when he was twelve years old, his father had to work as a laborer to dig a canal.
My father is frail and sick, and his bones have always been in poor condition. If he were to dig a canal, it would be easier to get there than to get back.
It just so happened that Wutai Mountain was recruiting novice monks between the ages of 10 and 12. Not only would they be responsible for food and housing, but anyone who sent their child would be given 600 coins.
So he gritted his teeth and sold himself to Mount Wutai.
I got 600 coins and asked my younger brothers and sisters to take them home. I used the money to exempt my father from the corvee service, and I stayed in the mountains for the rest of my life.
"This is..."
The holy monk who has returned to the calamity is not the sea of dharma.
He did not open his heart to Zhang Heng, and Zhang Heng's dream skills were not enough to confuse him, so he quickly came to his senses: "This is a dream!"
The holy monk Guijie was about to break his dream.
The next second, I suddenly heard someone shouting from behind: "Ajie!"
"Ajie?"
The holy monk Gui Jie was stunned for a moment.
Such a familiar name, why does it sound so familiar?
Yes, Li Jie is my common name. My mother always called me A Jie when I was a child.
Look back.
When he caught his eye, a woman in her thirties or forties ran over crying and hugged him in her arms.
Tick tock...
With tears streaming down his face, the holy monk Gui Jie wanted to reach out and push his mother away, but his outstretched hand hesitated in mid-air.
"Ajie, why are you so stupid? You became a monk, how can your mother still live?"
The mother hugged the holy monk Gui Jie and burst into tears.
Saint Monk Gui Jie's eyes were full of confusion and he said: "Mother, I haven't seen you for a hundred years."
After saying that, he sighed again: "Although I know this is a dream and everything is fake, I still can't let you go. I sold myself up the mountain when I was twelve years old, and when I came down again, it was already twenty years later, and you and your father have already passed away."
He passed away, his younger brother also joined the army and left, his whereabouts remain a mystery, and my younger sister married an old man eight years older than her, and before she was even thirty, she was already so skinny that she no longer looked like a human being. These are the regrets of my life."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Your father borrowed money from Master Jin, which can be used to pay for the labor. You don't have to sell yourself to a monk anymore."
The mother took the holy monk Guijie and walked back: "Come home with me."
Saint Monk Gui Jie hesitated a little, but finally nodded: "Okay, let's go home."
Step by step, the holy monk Gui Jie followed his mother towards home.
When I got home, I saw that my father had already borrowed the money.
Without the oppression of corvee, the family of five returned to peace.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye. The holy monk Gui Jie did not think about Mount Wutai, nor did he think that this was a dream. He concentrated on staying at home, pickling wild vegetables and cucumbers with his younger brothers and sisters, and then selling these things to people on Mount Wutai.
Monk.
Someone asked him why his pickled wild vegetables and cucumbers were so delicious.
The holy monk Gui Jie always smiled and said nothing. He sold himself to the mountain at the age of twelve and stayed in the Huo Gongyuan for six years. Later, he was transferred to the Lecture Hall based on his pickling skills.
In the blink of an eye, several years have passed.
At first, he sold pickled cucumbers and wild vegetables on Mount Wutai. After he had some savings, Monk Gui Jie started a pickle restaurant, and later turned the pickle restaurant into a vegetarian restaurant.
Other people's vegetarian dishes are bland and tasteless.
The vegetarian dishes of Gui Jie Saint Monk can taste like big fish and big meat.
One store, two stores, five stores, ten stores.
Guinanlou, a civilized restaurant with vegetarian banquets, soon spread all over the country, and the Li family became rich and prosperous.
My father became the head of the village, and my mother was served by more than a dozen people.
My younger brother studied, and although he didn't pass the exam, he still spent money to buy a job as an eighth-grade eunuch.
My younger sister is even better. She is married to the son of the prefect of Shun'an and has a wind in her eyes when she walks.
"puff!"
Vomited out a mouthful of blood.
The holy monk Gui Jie opened his eyes, and his whole body collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon.
aside.
The Holy Monk Gui Nan held him up, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Junior brother, what kind of evil spell have you fallen into that actually harmed you like this?"
The holy monk Guijie shook his head: "I broke my own Buddha heart and forced myself to stay in the dream without blaming others."
The saintly monk who was in trouble did not know what he meant.
The holy monk Gui Jie said with a smile: "I have a shortcoming in my heart that I have never been able to overcome. Today I face my true heart, and I have no regrets."
Finished.
A ray of spiritual light flew out from the top of the head and went straight into the nine heavens.
The Holy Monk Gui Nan hurriedly checked and saw that the Holy Monk Gui Jie had passed away, with a slight smile on his lips.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._