Deep in the Fanyin Temple, there is a huge Bodhi tree. The thick tree body is about as thick as the bodies of several people combined. The green and slightly wide Bodhi tree stretches out in all directions, like a huge umbrella, covering a room.
The simple Zen house is shrouded firmly.
Under the bodhi tree, a three-and-a-half-year-old fifteen-year-old monk chanted over and over again: "Namo Amitabha, five hundred times, Namo Amitabha, five hundred and one times, Namo Amitabha, five hundred and three times."
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Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a big head, big eyes, and a tall nose appeared at the door of the simple Zen room. The man noticed that the interesting little monk at the door was staring at him interestingly.
The middle-aged man turned around and tried his best to smile kindly. He seemed to be a very gentleman and said kindly: "My name is Si Wuxie. I am a good person. People with bad thoughts cannot see me!"
Fifteen’s round, childish eyes, without a trace of emotion or thought, looked at the man in front of him, turned his head calmly, and still chanted: "Namo Amitabha five hundred and four times..."
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Seeing that the young monk ignored him, Si Wuxie could only shrug his shoulders boredly, and turned around and pushed away from the meditation room like a gentleman.
There is an extra tea set in Master Kongxiu's Zen room. Master Kongxiu's long horse face, white eyebrows and white beard, and a bitter and hateful expression all fall into the eyes of Si Wuxie at the door.
Master Xiu raised his head and said in a low voice: "A friend has come from afar, so why don't you, my benefactor, come and have some tea?"
Si Wuxie looked at the big word "Zen" coming towards his face, nodded his big head, and said with admiration: "Buddha's Dharma is like a word, and every word contains Buddha's Dharma. It's such a Zen."
Master Kongxiu said calmly: "There is no Buddhism in the world. Zen is in the mouth, and the Buddhism is also in the mouth. The donor comes to taste tea."
"I kind of don't like dealing with you masters. You keep your mouth closed and talk your mind out. It makes people unpredictable and very annoying." Si Wuxie complained.
Master Kongxiu raised his eyebrows and said, "You are the one who likes to practice meditation, not me. Can you tell me, my junior brother Kongwen, how did I become you?"
Si Wuxie chuckled and said: "A few years ago, your junior brother's life came to an end, but at that time, he had not yet moved the mountains upside down. He told me that he would never rest in peace. So, we made a deal, and I helped
He extended his life by a few years and helped him break through to the mountain-moving realm."
Si Wuxie paused for a moment, then continued: "But my technique has a shortcoming, that is, the person who accepts my help will definitely be affected by me. Over time, he will become like my clone, not to mention the mountain-moving realm.
At such a high level, the influence will be even greater."
"So, you have been deliberately targeting my Sanskrit for a long time? Then what's going on with my junior brother now?" Master Kongxiu said with a clear look in his eyes.
Si Wuxie chuckled and said: "Junior brother is naturally still your junior brother, this is your trump card."
Si Wuxie paused for a moment after speaking, then changed the topic and said in a funny tone: "On the surface, your Sanskrit sounds and Shangxiao are very harmonious, but in fact, everyone who has been to the world of gods knows that your Buddhist country and
Shenting, it seems that the face and the heart are at odds!"
Monk Kong Xiu exclaimed, "Oh," and said, "You have actually been to the God Realm."
Si Wuxie picked up a tea cup and took a sip of the steaming tea. Suddenly, her thick eyebrows arched up in pain, and she murmured: "Such a bitter tea means that it is bitter."
Having fun?"
Master Kongxiu smiled and said: "Zen tea is what it is, so you are here just to drink tea?"
"Of course not. People in the open don't tell secrets. You Fanyin Sect wants to suppress the Shangxiao Sect, but you don't dare to do it openly. In other words, you can't do it. But I can, and, as far as my clone knows, that
The great demon clone that escaped from you seems to be a new disciple of the Shangxiao Sect's Lian Yin Peak, so the smell here is very unusual." Si Wuxie chuckled and whispered.
Master Kong Xiu raised his eyebrows and said, "You are just trying to figure it out, and you cannot take it seriously."
Si Wuxie chuckled and said calmly: "Then let me tell you the truth. The great demon clone is not in the Shangxiao Continent of the Shangxiao Sect at the moment, but in the Sword Qi Continent. You can go and round him up.
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Master Kongxiu gently shook his long face covered with white beard and whispered: "As you said, it is not convenient for us to take action."
Si Wuxie also shook his big head and said: "I don't have anyone under my command. You can call the Zhang family and go with my clone. If something happens, it will be the Zhang family who surrounds and suppresses Xin Xiaoqi. The clone belongs to me, the devil!"
"Wonderful, wonderful, high, high!" Master Kongxiu said in admiration.
Outside the Zen Gate room, the three-and-a-half-year-old Xiao Fifteen, with his innocent and immature eyes, saw the master and this strange-looking man with a big head chatting happily through the crack in the door.
It feels like a terrible thing.
Xiao Shiwu couldn't bear it any longer, so he turned around with a slight stagger on his small, young legs and trotted away, bumping and bumping against the bright moon.
The broad green monk's robe could not hide the graceful voice of the graceful figure. Under the thin and long eyebrows, eyes like an autumn moon looked at Xiao Shiwu stumbling towards him, and asked with full concern:
"Xiao Shiwu, what's going on, why are you so flustered?"
"Auntie, master, there are no bad guys anywhere. They... they said... they want to kill people." Xiao Shiwu said nervously in a childish voice.
When Miaoyin heard this, she was startled, and she didn't dare to pick up Xiao Shiwu carelessly. Her big eyes stared at Xiao Shishi's innocent eyes.
"His mind is clear" Miaoyin actually read the things that Xiao Shiwu saw one by one. Miaoyin's red lips took a deep breath and planned the Shangxiao sect? Although the Buddhist country does not like Shenting very much.
Seriously, it was secretly, and I never said disrespect on the surface. Is the head abbot confused?
Suddenly, the young body of Xiao Fifteen emitted a bright yellow light. Miaoyin quickly put Xiao Fifteen down and knelt respectfully in front of Xiao Fifteen. She saw a group of auspicious and wise Buddha light rising up. In the Buddha light,
No one can see clearly whether he is a Buddha, a Bodhisattva, or an Arhat.
I only heard Miaoyin whispering respectfully: "Disciple Miaoyin, welcome the Holy Lord."
In the light, a vast and wise voice sounded: "Disciple Miaoyin, are you willing to contribute to the Buddha's kingdom?"
Miaoyin's beautiful face was startled, and she nodded and said, "Disciple is willing."
In that ray of light, a Buddha's light burst out, shining on Miaoyin, and then continued: "This time, I will try my best to help Xin Xiaoqi get out of trouble. It can help him understand emptiness. For the future..."
Miaoyin nodded and said respectfully: "Disciple, accept the order."
"It's just that it might hurt you." After the voice said this, the auspicious and wise Buddha's light suddenly disappeared.
Xiao Shiwu threw himself softly towards Miaoyin, with a smile still in his mouth, and murmured in a low voice: "Auntie, I'm so sleepy!"
Miaoyin hugged Xiao Shiwu, and there seemed to be tears flashing in her beautiful eyes, and she said distressedly: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Shiwu, my aunt will hold you to sleep."