At this time, the light rain has stopped, and the air here in Zilang Lake has become particularly fresh.
He Yidao came to Monk Liuru carrying some food.
Monk Liuru is still chanting sutras to save the souls in Zilang Lake without getting tired.
"Master, I brought you some food." He Yidao actually knew that monks like Liuru had already reached the point where they did not eat grains, but he still brought some vegetarian food to Monk Liuru.
Monk Liuru had actually noticed He Yidao's arrival, and it wasn't until he heard He Yidao's words that he opened his eyes.
"Thank you, Peak Master He."
"Master, please rest for a while. You have already recited the sutra all day."
Monk Liuru shook his head and said: "The sooner these dead souls are saved, the sooner they can be liberated."
After speaking, Monk Liuru closed his eyes, said no more, and continued to recite the Sutra of the Past.
He Yidao placed the lunch box in his hand next to Monk Liuru, and then stood quietly beside Monk Liuru, looking at the lake calmly.
The color of the lake at this time is like a mirror washed by rain.
He Yidao listened quietly to Monk Liuru reciting the Purana Sutra. He could not understand it, but he could still feel that the Sutra recited by Monk Liuru was somewhat mysterious and strange.
After about three hours, Monk Liuru opened his eyes again.
"Amitabha, Master He hasn't left yet?"
He Yidao said: "I have been sealing the heat in the lunch box, hoping that everyone can eat hot food."
Monk Liuru said: "Monks should not be obsessed with oral desires, but Master He is so kind. It would be disrespectful for Xiao Zeng not to accept it."
"Master, just try it." He Yidao said with a smile.
Monk Liuru opened the lunch box, which contained a bowl of rice, three plates of delicious-looking vegetarian dishes, and a bowl of soup.
The most important thing is that the food in this lunch box is indeed still hot.
He Yidao kept sealing the lunch box with his knife element to prevent the heat from the food from escaping, so the food was still warm after three hours.
"Amitabha." Monk Liuru recited the Buddha's name, then picked up the rice, picked up the bamboo chopsticks, and began to eat the meal in a serious manner.
The white dog lying next to Monk Liuru smelled the aroma of rice and immediately woke up from his sleep. He raised his head and kept staring at the food in the lunch box, and could not help drooling from his mouth.
Monk Liuru noticed the strange behavior of the white dog, stopped his chopsticks and asked, "Do you want to eat too?"
The white dog nodded without making any sound.
When this white dog was the village chief, he ate big fish and meat all day long, but now he hasn't eaten anything for a long time, and there is no taste in his mouth. When he smelled the fragrance of the food, of course he wanted to
eat.
Monk Liuru suddenly looked at He Yidao. After all, He Yidao had prepared this meal for Monk Liuru, so if he wanted to share some food with Bai Gou, he would naturally have to ask He Yidao.
He Yidao said: "I didn't think of this, so I didn't prepare much food. If Master Liuru doesn't mind, I can naturally give it some."
Monk Liuru said: "Thank you so much, Master He."
After speaking, Monk Liuru took out a plate from the lunch box, put half of the bowl of white rice in his hand on the plate, and divided half of the vegetables from the other two plates, and then handed the plate to Bai Gou
Around the mouth.
"Eat."
The white dog sniffed the food that was handed to him. Since the heat had not dissipated, the aroma was still strong.
The white dog stretched his head out on the plate, opened his mouth, and said, "Dead bald head, it's still a bit..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Gou was startled, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Monk Liuru, "Have you solved my silence?"
Monk Liuru smiled and pointed at the food on his plate.
The white dog couldn't care less about the food on the plate. It suddenly jumped up, bared its fangs, roared, and showed a fierce look, "Baldhead, let me go quickly, or else wait for grandpa."
If my realm surpasses yours in the future, I will eat you first!"
"Amitabha, if you can really do that in the future, I will let you do whatever you want, little monk."
After Monk Liuru finished speaking, he no longer cared about what White Dog said and continued to eat the food in his hands.
Bai Gou continued to yell for a long time. No matter what he said, Monk Liuru ignored him, so he had to give up.
It suddenly saw He Yidao standing next to him, so it shouted at He Yidao: "Boy, if it weren't for you, how could I have been caught by this dead monk? What are you looking at? Do you believe that I can do it with just one bite?"
Can I swallow you?"
He Yidao said: "As far as I know, the dog rope around your neck can suppress the demonic power in your body. How much strength can you still exert now?"
As he spoke, a small white jade sword suddenly appeared in He Yidao's hand.
When the white dog heard He Yidao's words, he saw that he was holding a small white jade sword in his hand. His pupils shrank, showing fear, and he did not dare to shout any more.
It knew the power of the small white jade sword in He Yidao's hand. After all, he almost died under the small white jade sword.
The white dog glanced at Monk Liuru beside him. He saw that Monk Liuru was still eating and seemed not to have noticed what was happening here.
So it quickly lowered its head to eat the food on the plate, and kept wagging its tail.
Seeing the white dog acting like this, He Yidao couldn't help but smile, "Master, if this white dog still doesn't behave well in the future, why don't you kill him and give him a break?"
After hearing this, Monk Liuru thought about it seriously and said, "What Master He Feng said makes sense. Perhaps if you give it some salvation, you can really directly resolve the cause and effect, and achieve true transcendence."
When Bai Gou heard this, he couldn't care less about the food on the plate, "Bald Bald, aren't you talking about compassion all day long? Why are you killing the dog now?!"
He Yidao didn't pay attention to what Bai Gou said, and said to Monk Liu Ru: "Master is indeed very wise."
Monk Liuru smiled, clasped his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha."
Seeing that Monk Liuru seemed not to have listened to what he just said, the white dog became even more anxious. Its four dog legs were jumping back and forth in place, but it did not dare to break free of the dog leash from Monk Liuru's legs.
The white dog was about to say something when it suddenly became quiet. He suddenly saw He Yidao and Monk Liuru looking up to the west at the same time.
So it also raised its head and looked at the sky in the west.
"That's a sword?!"
Monk Liuru and He Yidao ignored it.
The sword light was like a rainbow, streaking across the sky like a colorful rainbow.
He Yidao's expression changed and he quickly said: "Master, I'm leaving. Say goodbye!"
Without telling the reason or destination, He Yidao turned into a black light and flew towards the east.
"Baldhead, where is that kid going?"
"Sky Sword Sect."
Monk Liuru looked at the sword light in the sky and couldn't help but recite the Purana Sutra.
The white dog was very puzzled. He didn't understand why He Yidao walked in such a hurry, and Monk Liuru recited the Purana Sutra again.