The moon is bright and the stars are few, and everything is silent.
The block to the east outside Jianghai University seemed deserted, with no pedestrians or vehicles coming and going under such darkness.
The dim yellow street lights on both sides of the street covered the ground with light, but it also reflected a person's figure on the road.
This is actually a monk, wearing a blue cassock, with a precious appearance*, but his eyebrows are already gray, and he is obviously in his sixties.
The monk in green clothes walks alone, with his hands clasped together, like an ascetic, with a solemn expression but also a compassionate aura, quite like the aura of an accomplished monk.
"Monk Ku, since you are here, why do you need to leave?"
At this time, a slow voice came from behind the monk in Tsing Yi, and then Old Man Ye, holding a tobacco pole in one hand and a wine flask in the other, appeared next to the monk in Tsing Yi.
The monk in green clothes immediately stopped, faced Old Man Ye, clasped his hands, bent down and said: "You come as you come, and you go as you go. There is no cause and effect. Ku Zhu has met my little uncle."
Old man Ye quickly waved his hand and said: "Bye, bagby, I'm about the same age as you, you bald donkey want to call me old, don't you? I told my family that I don't tell lies, why do I feel that you, an old monk, are so petty?
Quite a lot?”
The monk in green had an unmoved expression. He clasped his hands together and continued: "Young Master Uncle was the only disciple of Young Master Ancestor when he was still alive. In terms of seniority, Ku Zhu should be called Young Master Uncle."
"Stop your words, I have nothing to do with your Kuchan Temple." Old Man Ye waved his hand and continued, "My master had nothing to do with Kuchan Temple ever since he left Kuchan Temple.
Any contact, Master's return to the secular world, is, in his words, a new life."
"The young master is of extraordinary wisdom. He practices Kudun Zen, and Kuzhu yearns for him and respects him." The monk in green clothes said with a solemn expression.
Old Man Ye sneered and said: "I say, Monk Ku, what kind of Zen can you achieve by spending all your time in that Zen temple with the green lantern? When my master left Kuchan Temple and came to the human world,
After seeing the suffering in the world, I realized that people in the world, no matter high or low, rich or poor, all have their own sea of suffering. Only then did I realize what "suffering Zen" is. The physical body is tempered in the world of mortals, and finally the suffering is relieved, and I have cultivated to the Great Vajra state. This time you come to see me
I am also doing this for the Great Vajra Realm, right?"
The monk in green clothes clasped his hands together and said in a sincere voice: "I hope my uncle will be able to fulfill his wishes."
Old Man Ye looked into the distance into the night and said slowly: "Master only took me in at the beginning, but did not recognize me as his disciple. He also did not let me inherit his Zen mantle. He said that my six roots were impure.
It is suitable for meditating to realize the Buddha. Therefore, I was just asked to practice the method of tempering the body of the Great Vajra. As for the profound meaning of the sudden enlightenment of the Great Vajra state, I have no idea. Perhaps, with the death of his old man, the profound meaning of the Great Vajra state will be revealed.
He also disappeared from the world. But the old man pointed out a way."
"Please give me a clear explanation, Junior Master Uncle," the monk in green said quickly.
"The old man said that only by letting go of the Buddha in your heart can you see the true Buddha in your heart." Old Man Ye spoke, staring at the monk in green with his turbid old eyes.
The green-robed monk's face was shocked, and there seemed to be some realization in his eyes.
Letting go of the Buddha in your heart is easy to say, but how difficult is it to do?
The monk in blue has been meditating on Zen for many years, and many of the mysteries of Buddhist scriptures have already formed corresponding Buddhist principles in his mind, which is equivalent to having a Buddha always sitting in his heart.
If you let go of the Buddha in your heart, it is equivalent to giving up everything you have learned and understood before and starting from scratch. How much perseverance and concentration is required to do this?
The green-robed monk sighed softly in his heart. Not everyone is as amazing and talented as the young master. In fact, Kuchan Temple may not be able to produce another figure like the young master in the past hundred years.
At this time, Old Man Ye glanced to the side and said, "You're already here, why don't you show up?"
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a graceful figure of a MILF walking out from a corner on the side block. She was dressed in purple, outlining her still sexy curves, and her hair was pulled up high.
There was a phoenix hairpin pinned to her hair, and her jade face was extremely beautiful and cold, but the temples were already a little gray.
Beauty grows old easily, and youth fades away easily.
This woman in purple should be from the same generation as Old Man Ye and the monk in green, but she still exudes a noble and beautiful temperament. You can imagine how stunning she was when she was young.
The woman in purple walked forward slowly, with an aura that was so intimidating that people couldn't help but worship her.
Seeing the woman in purple, the monk in green changed his face slightly, clasped his hands together and said, "It turns out that the Phoenix Lord is here in person."
The woman in purple also looked respectful and said, "I have met Master Kuzhu."
The monk in green clothes continued: "Uncle Master, Kuzhu still has important things to do, so I won't stay here any longer. I'll just say goodbye."
As he spoke, the monk in green clothes took a step forward. In three steps and two steps, his figure had disappeared at the end of the street shrouded in the darkness of night.
"Huh? Before I knew it, my jug of wine was out of wine... No, I have to go find a jug of wine." Old Man Ye muttered to himself, turned around and wanted to slip away.
The woman in purple moved, but she stopped in front of him as fast as lightning, and said with some annoyance: "My surname is Ye, am I so disliked by you? You want to leave without saying a word when you see me?"
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Old man Ye squinted his old eyes and looked at the charming woman in purple in front of him. After a long while, he pretended to be in a trance and said: "Oh, it turns out to be Miss Ziyi. Speaking of which, I haven't seen you for twenty or thirty years, and you are still
He looked like me back then, but now he looks like a bad old man."
"So you want to run away when you see me? Do you think you look like a bad old man now and have no face to see others? But I won't dislike you." The woman in purple said through gritted teeth.
Old Man Ye smiled bitterly and said: "You are now the Holy Master of the Purple Phoenix Holy Land. Who am I, a bad old man? I felt that I was not worthy of you before, and I am even less worthy of you now."
A trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the purple-clothed woman, who was the Holy Master of the Purple Phoenix Holy Land, and she said, "Can't you forget her?"
Old Man Ye fell silent for a rare moment, took two puffs of cigarette, and then said: "She has always been in my heart, how could she ever say she had forgotten her?"
"I understand. There is a rumor in the ancient martial arts world that you will show up in Jianghai City. I just came to take a look..." Phoenix Lord, a woman in purple clothes, said.
"What's there to see? I can't stand it anymore. I'm no longer the handsome, martial, free and uninhibited young man who dominated the ancient martial arts world." Old Man Ye sighed with emotion, and then said, "Now all the front teeth are missing.
One, I don’t dare to smile when I see you, for fear of embarrassment. So it’s better to let the impression of me being handsome and powerful when I was young remain in your heart.”
"Pfft——"
The Phoenix Master covered his mouth and smiled, glared at Old Man Ye, and said: "You are already so old, but you are still so disrespectful and immoral. With your appearance this time, many old guys in seclusion in the ancient martial arts world are
People are leaving seclusion one after another, and many old guys have been holding their breath over the years."
Old Man Ye sneered and said: "I have never beaten anyone before. If they come to you if they are itchy, I don't mind beating them again."
"Your temper is still the same as before. I would like to see how far your martial arts cultivation has reached in the past few decades." Phoenix Master said, and with a thought in her mind, her face suddenly changed after catching the fluctuations of Old Man Ye's own aura.
He suddenly blurted out, "No, your martial arts level..."
However, Old Man Ye waved his hand and said with a relaxed and indifferent expression: "It doesn't matter. It won't affect anything. At most, we can just go up one day."