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Chapter 316 Will you be merciful and compassionate Qianye Palm?

Li Yi was very embarrassed, thinking that Li Xuan didn't know Sanskrit, so he casually read a few lines from the "Heart Sutra" that he was most familiar with to fool him.

The "Heart Sutra" is probably one of the most widely circulated scriptures in Buddhism in later generations. In particular, these sentences "form is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from color" often appear in TV dramas. Even if you are not a Buddhist believer, you can say it casually.

I felt embarrassed after saying it.

After being told the truth by the old monk, Li Xuan was a little confused for a moment in Li Xuan's playful eyes.

"This is what I heard: At that time, the Buddha was in the Solitary Garden in the Kingdom of Savatthi with a group of 1,250 great monks." Li Yigan laughed twice and said, "It turns out to be the Diamond Sutra. Sorry, just now

I read it wrong……"

Li Xuan looked unbelieving. There was a huge difference between the two verses. How could he get it wrong?

Would a normal person regard "Magpie Bridge Immortal" as "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"? As long as one is literate, I am afraid that such an error will not occur.

"So I heard: For a while, the Buddha was in the alone tree garden in Savatthi State..." The old monk raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Yi solemnly, "Could it be the "Diamond Sutra" translated and annotated by Kumarajiva, a eminent monk of the Later Qin Dynasty?

It is said that this translation was recognized by many eminent monks at that time and was widely circulated. However, it was lost with the destruction of the Later Qin Dynasty. Where did the little benefactor learn it?"

Obviously, what Li Yi just said was not what was written on the wall, and the atmosphere in the room fell into embarrassment again.

Li Yi decided not to speak. The old monk must be retaliating for having deceived him just now. People said that his family members were clean and had no anger or resentment. It was all a lie - I had never seen such a vengeful monk.

"Yingcai, go home." Li Yi turned to the little fat man and said, striding out of the room.

"Little donor, please stay." The old monk took a step forward and stood in front of him.

At Li Yi's level, he didn't see clearly how he came here. He just felt that his eyes were blurred, and a shiny bald head appeared in front of his eyes.

Li Yi was shocked and thought that this old monk was not following the path of Shaolin. Could it be that he was an undercover agent of the Xiaoyao Sect? This skill of Lingbo Weibu was already superb.

Master, Li Yi was extremely sure that this old monk must be a master.

But he wasn't too worried, because under the leadership of a servant of the Li family, Miss Liu Er was already walking towards this side.

"I wonder if there is anything else, Master?"

On other people's territory, you still have to be polite. Even if Miss Liu Er defeated the old monk, they would use the Eighteen Arhat Formation, the King Kong Demon-Conquering Formation, etc. Ruyi alone would not be able to handle it.

A kind smile appeared on the old monk's face again, and he asked: "I just want to know where did the "Prajna Heart Sutra" and "Diamond Sutra" mentioned by the young benefactor just now come from?"

Li Yi's heart moved, and he finally understood why the old monk acted like this.

Although the overall historical situation of this world has not changed much, many aspects of history are still very different from the original world.

The eminent monk Xuanzang of the previous dynasty traveled thousands of miles to bring the Mahayana Buddhism from Tianzhu, but he died before he could translate it into Chinese. Many Buddhist classics can only exist in Sanskrit.

As the Kingdom of Tianzhu soon fell, fewer and fewer people understood Sanskrit, and eminent monks who were proficient in Sanskrit were even rarer. For decades, there was no one capable of translating these scriptures, which was a great hindrance.

The spread of doctrine.

The old monk's Buddhist teachings may have reached a certain level. If he noticed the difference after listening to only a few verses, he might have thought that some eminent monk had already translated those verses.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Ruyi came over, glanced at the old monk, stood next to Li Yi, tilted her head and asked.

The old monk still had a kind smile on his face, but when his eyes swept over Liu Ruyi, his eyes stayed for a moment longer.

"It's okay." Li Yi gave her a reassuring look.

Since the old monk has no ill intentions and has no intention of using the Eighteen Bronze Human Formation and the King Kong Demon-Conquering Formation, he no longer needs to be careful. He looked at the old monk and said with a smile: "This matter is a long story..."

"It was a winter more than ten years ago. I only remember that the winter was very cold, the north wind was biting, and the snow was flying. Early one morning, I opened the door and found an old monk in thin clothes lying at the door of my house...

"

Perhaps due to climate change, the winter in Qing'an Prefecture was much colder than it is now more than ten years ago. There would be a heavy snowfall every year. The north wind was strong and the mountains were closed by heavy snow. What a coincidence that the door to Li Yi's house was closed this year.

A famous hidden doctor will be defeated by a Buddhist monk next year, and maybe an old Taoist the year after that...

In short, under the governance of Emperor Li Xuan's relatives, the old people in Jingguo had a hard time, especially in the difficult winter. Fortunately, the most important thing for people in this era is warm-heartedness. Whenever they find an old man lying in front of their door,

When the time comes, they will kindly help him back. A bowl of hot soup and a quilt can save a dying old man.

Because there is one of the best listeners in the world, and with Li Yi's ability to tell stories now, if he tells stories in the hook column, those storytellers will have no choice but to drink the northwest wind.

Li Xuan listened with great interest. He was very envious of Li Yi's luck in picking up an eminent monk at the door of his house. The gate of the palace was even more majestic. Why did no one ever lie down?

Those dog slaves must be too cruel. When I go back this time, I will rectify the servants in the mansion.

"It turns out that you read this scripture from the scripture that the old monk left behind when he left." Li Xuan suddenly realized and asked: "The scriptures written by the eminent monk are of extraordinary value. That scripture

where are you now?"

Li Yi touched his nose and said: "One time when I was reading in the toilet, I found that there was no toilet seat. I saw that the paper of the scripture was soft, so..."

Li Xuan's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

Judging from the appearance of Master Tanyin, that sutra must be extraordinary. It was probably written by some eminent monk in the world. It is extremely precious and its value is immeasurable - for such a treasure, someone actually used it to wipe it...

The smile on the old monk's face had froze, his beard could not help trembling, a blush appeared on his face, and his breathing began to become rapid.

As if feeling the danger, Liu Ruyi raised her eyebrows and moved a short distance towards Li Yi.

"Amitabha..." After a while, the old monk's breathing gradually became calmer, he chanted a Buddha's name, and then asked: "I wonder if the little donor remembers the content of that sutra?"

"Of course, I learned to read using that scripture, and I have memorized all the scriptures in it."

Li Yi used his own experience to verify that the monks' claims that the six senses are pure and that they are neither happy nor angry are all lies. This old monk is obviously a high-ranking monk. His eyes were red just now. If he says another sentence, he will not remember it.

From the scriptures inside, I am afraid that eighteen monks holding sticks and covered in gold will jump out at the next moment.

"Those scriptures are very important to my Buddhism. I have a heartless request. Can the little donor copy those scriptures? My Buddhism will be richly rewarded in the future. It is also a meritorious deed and I can get the blessing of the Buddha."

All the wrinkles on the old monk's face were spread out, and his cloudy eyes were full of smiles, making him look more like an enlightened monk.

"With a little effort, Master, your words are serious." Li Yi smiled, with the same extraordinary demeanor.

After a few words, the tense atmosphere just now finally disappeared and became extremely harmonious.

Copying scriptures cannot be completed in a short time, and it takes several days to complete. Of course, Li Yi will not stay in Hanshan Temple forever.

Seven days after making an appointment with the old monk, Hanshan Temple would send someone to go down the mountain to retrieve the scriptures copied by Li Yi. Someone from the Li family came to report that the old lady and the others had gone back down the mountain.

The old monk personally sent several people out of the temple, which immediately aroused countless people's wonder and wonder about the identities of those people. Master Tanyin actually sent them off in person. You must know that the last time His Highness King Wei came over, there was no one there.

Such treatment...

Along the way, Miss Liu Er's expression looked a little strange. When she was about to get on the carriage, she looked back at the old monk.

"Master, can you show great compassion to Qianye Palm?"

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"Where's Arhat Fist?"

The old monk shook his head again.

"Vajra Palm?"

"——"

"Yi Jin Jing?"

"——"

"What kind of master is he who doesn't know seventy-two stunts?" Miss Liu Er curled her lips, murmured, and got into the carriage.


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