After the old monk returned to the ancient temple, he taught Xu Jinyu a lesson, touched Pingchen's head, and then walked straight to the third floor of the Sutra Collection Building. After entering, he found a futon and sat down on his own, still angry.
"Brother, are you making that little boy Xu angry again?" The third floor of the Sutra Collection Building has always been the first place not conducive to spiritual practice. No one knows how much this old monk has read in this Sutra Collection Building. After returning to the sutras, day after day and year after year, Master Buhui mostly meditated on the sutras in the sutra-depository building. No matter whether it was raining in spring or snowing in winter outside the building, he continued to practice and study hard.
Bu Hui looked very good at this moment and said with a smile, "I have said before that Xu Jinyu, a talented young man, although a bit lazy, is really talented in all aspects. He can sort it out by himself after just listening to a few lectures. There are several sets of fallacies. Although they are fallacies, they are also very interesting."
Zen Master Fukong laughed angrily and slapped the futon twice, "What's the point? This guy is a good material, but he's so crooked that he can't be considered an elegant person. Besides, about practicing martial arts, I'm in the temple. If I keep guard, I can restrain myself to a certain extent. If I don't look at him for a while, this guy will run out of the temple for a hundred or two hundred miles and pick a few blooming wild flowers for his wife. If this continues, gun In what year and month can I achieve great success in my art?"
Buhui smiled, brought a pot of boiling water from the door of Damulou, and slowly made some tea. He looked at his senior brother playfully, and said teasingly, "If you ask me, I should drive this kid out of the temple. This is a place of pure cultivation. Not only is he causing trouble for us all day long, but he also brings his daughter-in-law with him. If he asks the monks in the temple to destroy the Buddha's heart, senior brother will be responsible for the crime. Anyway, you can't practice a gun, so it's better to expel him from the mountain gate as soon as possible. , so as not to make senior brother angry, just rest here while junior brother goes downstairs to chase people away."
After saying that, he stood up and walked downstairs, completely ignoring the embarrassed look on Zen Master Fu Kong's face.
"What's that? Junior brother, don't rush there yet. This tea is good. It's not too late to go after drinking it." Zen Master Fukong coughed twice and pretended to wipe his forehead, "It happens that the dojo has been very busy these two days. Do you want to let senior brother take a break?"
Bu Hui remained unmoved, "Senior brother, have a drink. I'll be back as soon as I go. Then I'll deliver this batch of good tea to your residence. I'll take care of it."
"Yes, I have lost to you this time, senior brother. Xu Jinyu's talent is indeed not bad. I really want to drive him away. Where can I find my disciple? Sit down and drink tea quickly. Don't move your old arms and legs." Fu Kong cried sadly, stood up and poured two cups of tea. He first placed one cup next to the futon opposite, and then placed his own cup. He waved angrily and said, "Are you satisfied? The junior brother must expose the senior brother. It’s really weird.”
Bu Hui happily turned around and returned, sitting firmly on the futon and laughing, "I've scolded you enough, I'm still my disciple. If your Taoism and deeds can't be passed on, even if you practice Buddhism for decades, your heart will not be stable. How can you say that?" If you have been to the Jianghu, you will know that wind and rain often surround you, and you are never restless. Senior brother, you must be calm and calm, teach little by little, little by little."
The old abbot was stunned, looked at the old monk opposite for a while, and said in surprise, "It seems that this spring, the world is going to change, but my junior brother taught me a lesson, which is rare. If I remember correctly, you did the same a dozen years ago. You taught me a lesson, do you still remember how that ended?"
The more Fu Kong spoke, the brighter the smile on his face became.
The old monk Buhui continued angrily, "Remember, I made my senior brother speechless in front of our master. Before I returned to the monk's room, I asked you, a strong senior brother, to grab the hem of his clothes and beat him hard. After one beating, my eyes turned blue, and all the brothers laughed for two or three months, saying that my wisdom was so strong that I had nowhere to put it, and I was desperate and wandered into my eyes. But brother, you didn’t ask for it. Well, it’s hard to stand in the courtyard with a basin of cold water in the middle of the snow, isn’t it?”
"Tit for tit, okay, okay, you may make a small profit. But the poor monk will not lose in the end." The old abbot's speech was clearly not painful, and he even smiled at the monk opposite, "At least Sajia got a good beating." .”
Bu Hui's face darkened, and he waved his hands quickly, "Let's move on, let's stop chatting here. Senior brother went out to participate in the ritual this time, why did he come back midway? According to the size of the dojo this time, it should be open for at least six or seven days, and he would be back in three days. , it can’t be justified no matter what.”
Zen Master Fukong did not respond. He raised the tea and shook it. The needle-like leaves in it swayed again and again, like dozens of small swords, surrounding the atrium.
"The poor monk has an old friend who is about to break through the five realms. It is because of his book that Xu Xiaozi can enter our mountain gate." The old monk shook his head, his eyebrows obviously wrinkled, "Speaking of which, that person is comparable to Xu Xiaozi He is even more daring. Ten years ago, he relied on the four realms to forcibly withstand the joint attack of five extreme realms. Even if he borrowed foreign objects, he is still considered a great talent. Although he has one life left, he can enter the fifth realm in enough time. It’s ten years too late.”
The tea has cooled down slightly, but the old monk has no intention of drinking anymore at this moment, and continues, "Now that he is about to break through the realm, I am afraid that the five top masters also know how they can stop the great masters of the five realms with a small mountain gate. Therefore, I had no intention of joining any more dojos, so I went straight back, thinking of ways to help this old friend."
When Bu Hui heard this, he also sighed in his heart. Although his realm is not high, he is also well versed in the principle of one realm and one heavenly barrier. Not to mention the presence of several of the Five Ultimates, even if one person stands at the foot of the mountain, it is enough to prevent the breakthrough of the realm one after another.
"Senior brother, don't worry. Our Zhongtai Ancient Temple has ancient treasures from the Zhen Temple. If you can borrow them, at least your life will be safe."
Fu Kong pondered, but still shook his head, "Master has explained that the treasures of the Zhongtai ancient temple cannot be left out unless the temple is in danger. For so many years, junior brother should also know why horse thieves have been so rampant around the Xia Song border. There is nothing in the world that is airtight. Qiang, there is no one among the Five Absolutes who is idle, I am afraid that many strong horse thieves in this area are ordered by others to find clues to the ancient treasures of our temple in the deep mountains and rivers."
"A gentleman would not stand behind a dangerous wall, not to mention how many eyes are staring at my Zhongtai Ancient Temple. I am in trouble myself, how can I help?"
The old monk sighed.
"Senior brother, don't you know where this ancient treasure is?" But the old monk Buhui raised his long eyebrows, "When master returned to Paradise, didn't he tell you, senior brother, what exactly is the treasure?"
Zen Master Fukong's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then dimmed, "Junior brother, my memory is really bad. Master left the world west, and I haven't returned to the temple yet. I am still wandering around in the world, calling people brothers and sisters, and I have missed the time."
"Senior brother, I can't blame you for this," the old monk Buhui smiled, and then knocked on the floor of the sutra storage building, "The treasure is here, just take it and use it."
