Because he didn't have to go to morning classes, Li woke up a little later at night and didn't get up until half past midnight to finish washing.
After closing the courtyard door and carrying a broom, he headed to the dining hall. He planned to go to the mountain gate to clean after breakfast.
Because he came to Prajna Temple to practice, he specially put on the linen monk clothes that were custom-made in Fengyun City.
Except for his slightly longer hair, from a distance, he looks like a complete monk.
Li Ye stepped forward and saluted the monk who was playing the board, clarifying his identity.
The senior brother who was playing the board had received the rumor from Monk Minghui and looked at Li Ye who was wearing monk robes in front of him.
He smiled and said, "It turns out to be Junior Brother Wuchen. From now on, I'll ask you to take over Junior Uncle Minghui's responsibilities." After saying that, he returned the favor.
Li Ye looked at the many senior brothers queuing up, lowered his eyebrows, saluted the senior brother who was playing the board, and then walked to the back of the line to form a long queue to eat.
"I heard that on the first day this junior brother went up the mountain, he was blocked by Senior Uncle Minghui and asked him to take over his task of cleaning the mountain gate and the square outside the main hall."
A round-faced monk whispered to the monk next to him.
"Uncle Minghui has been cleaning the mountain gate for ten years. This junior brother who came here in person will not be cleaning it for ten years like him, right?"
Another thin monk murmured.
"Could it be that sweeping and sweeping the morning is a kind of spiritual practice? Didn't your master tell you this?"
An older monk in the team frowned and looked at the talkative monks.
All the monks lowered their heads, thinking about the older monk's words, and the team became quiet for a while.
Li Ye, who was at the back of the queue, didn't know that many senior brothers were talking about him. He was already used to queuing up to eat in the Great Buddha Temple, and no one needed to teach him many etiquettes.
He followed everyone into the dining hall, took his seat, and waited for the senior brother in front of him to start chanting sutras. For a while, the sound of sutras continued in the dining hall, and after a while, the senior brother came to set the meal...
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It is early autumn in Fangcun Mountain. Most of the trees in Prajna Temple are Bodhi trees. At this season, the leaves have withered and turned yellow, falling on the square in front of the mountain gate and the front hall.
The mountain wind blew, and the broad leaves fell one after another. The thin Li Ye walked among them with a broom, looking even smaller and thinner.
Li Ye, who had been honing his temperament for half a year in the Great Buddha Temple, was no longer impatient. With a large broom, he slowly swept the Bodhi leaves on the ground into a pile, and then put them into the bamboo leaves on the roadside. inside.
In this way, if the mountain wind blows by, the swept Bodhi leaves will not be blown away again.
After repeated cleaning like this, in less than an hour, the stone steps in front of the wide mountain gate had been cleaned.
Carrying the bamboo shoots and the broom, I walked to the edge of the square in the front hall, placed the bamboo shoots under the bodhi tree, and then started cleaning step by step along the stone steps of the main hall.
Sweeping the floor while chanting the Ksitigarbha Sutra softly was a habit that Li Ye cultivated in the Great Buddha Temple.
The old monk told him that in this way he could cultivate his mind and nature and make offerings to the Buddhas. He also said that practicing and making offerings would benefit all sentient beings.
Take in all sentient beings and make offerings, make offerings on behalf of all sentient beings, diligently cultivate your good roots and make offerings, never give up your bodhisattva karma, make offerings, and never abandon your bodhicitta.
Li Ye lowered his head and swept the floor in front of the main hall. There was a pair of eyes looking down at the main hall, and Minghui leaned on the railing of the second room of the main hall. But he seemed to be able to see Li Ye's expression as he lowered his head to sweep the floor. Watching him sweep the floor while reading scriptures, he nodded slightly.
He thought to himself: This young monk from Dongxuan Territory really has wisdom. He can actually recite sutras so peacefully while sweeping the floor.
It was a pity not to enter Buddhism. Thinking of the previous conversation with Li Ye at the junction of the three realms, I couldn't help but sigh again and again, and silently stood up and left.
"One thought of seeing, hearing, observing, and paying homage can benefit mankind and heaven immeasurably..." Li Ye, who was sweeping the floor with his head lowered, suddenly heard the name of the Buddha. When he looked up, there was no one around. Only a few scattered people could be seen under the mountain gate. Pilgrims come from mountains.
"There is no Dharma assembly today, and there is no senior brother chanting sutras in the main hall, but where does this Buddha's name come from?"
Li Ye thought for a while, lowered his head and continued to sweep the fallen leaves under the tree, but he was wondering which chapter of the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" this Buddha's name came from.
While bending down to sweep the floor, I watched the believers gradually walking into the mountain gate to pray for Buddha. I thought that it would take me, my husband and others nearly two hours to walk from the foot of the mountain to the mountain gate.
Most of these believers are ordinary people who have not practiced spiritual practice, and it is already past half time. Aren't these people going out before dawn? If they come to pray to the Buddha so devoutly, their Buddha must always be caring for all living beings.
As more and more people went up the mountain, the incense in the hall became more and more prosperous, and bursts of chanting came from the hall.
Li Ye, who was sweeping the floor with his head down, tightened his grip on the broom, thinking of quickly sweeping away the fallen leaves in front of the temple to give the sentient beings who went up the mountain to pray for Buddha a clean and clear world.
The stone steps of the mountain gate were swept three times.
The square in front of the temple was swept twice.
Carrying the bamboo stalk on my back, I came to the place where the leaves were burning. While looking at the burning leaves, I scanned my heart.
After the fallen leaves were burned away, I looked up and saw that it was almost noon when the sound of beating boards came from the dining hall.
After washing off the dust on his body, Li Ye came outside the Zhaitang and saw that believers who came to pray for Buddha were also lined up outside the Zhaitang.
Li Ye lined up behind all the senior brothers and only heard the senior brother in front say softly: "These people who come to pray for Buddha go out before dawn. If they don't bring dry food with them, they can only eat in the temple and have enough food." Then go back down the mountain and go home... It takes a whole day to go back and forth, which is really rare."
"What if it's someone from other areas among the five areas?" Li Ye couldn't help but ask.
The senior fellow in front was stunned and looked back, only to see the new junior fellow sweeping the floor.
Cong then smiled and replied: "There is accommodation for pilgrims in the temple. All you need to do is register at the guest reception office."
Li Ye nodded, thinking that this was the only way to avoid the suffering of the believers who came to pray for the Buddha.
At least it can give them a place to hide from the wind and rain, wait until they can find the Buddha in their hearts and recuperate before returning to their hometown.
Seeing the happy expressions on the faces of the people queuing up quietly, Li Ye thought to himself: You must all have prayed to the Buddha in your heart, and I hope your Buddha can bless you.
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It was past noon, and some of the believers who had finished their fasting meal happily packed up their luggage and headed down the mountain, while those staying in the temple continued to linger in the temple in small numbers.
Li Ye returned to his small courtyard and he wanted to continue cleaning up.
Remove the weeds in the yard, repair the leaky roof, and chop some dry firewood so that the husband can have a clean and convenient space when he brings his wife and Mumu over for a short stay.
There was no sun or moon in the mountains, but Li Ye felt that it was not much different from the Great Buddha Temple in Fengyun City. It was even more leisurely than the Great Buddha Temple here.
As long as the mountain gate and the square outside the main hall are swept away before noon, the whole afternoon can be used for practice. It may not take half a year to complete the sixth level of mental practice.
Li Ye held the shovel borrowed from the Zhaitang and was smoothing the weeds in the yard while planning his future practice in the Prajna Temple.
Practice the "Formless Dharmakaya" to the ninth level of perfection, and then practice more Buddhist sutras.
If it were possible to find some exercises suitable for my own practice from Master Minghui... If you think about it carefully, eight to ten years is not too rich.
Inadvertently, the shovel touched the space ring of Monk Poxu between his left fingers. He thought that there were many spiritual stones in it, and as long as he did not complete the practice of "Shadowless Dharma Body" for one day, he would not be able to break the old monk Shuan of the Great Buddha Temple. The restriction outside one's Dantian is equivalent to starving oneself while guarding the golden mountain.
He thought that by the time he finished his training and came down the mountain, he estimated that the young lady on Phoenix Mountain would already be a practitioner in the Nascent Soul realm.
The master's wife estimated that with the help of her husband, she would be able to break through to the point of being distracted. Even her sister Mu Mu would be able to break through to the fifth level of Nascent Soul or even higher.
As for Xiaobai who left the Five Realms, he couldn't imagine that under another starry sky with abundant resources, Xiaobai's practice might be the same as Li Hongxiu's.
Although he was a lazy guy, thinking about having Xiaoqing by his side, he didn't dare to be lazy.
As for my family, if I and my husband have had an adventure in the past few years and can bring back some elixirs and elixirs to my parents, maybe my parents can also break through to the Nascent Soul.
And my sister Li Xiaoli will be able to practice in a few years. If my husband and his wife return to Fengyun City in Dongxuan Territory early, they may be able to make her a master.
After all, he had washed her muscles and marrow, and left a lot of cultivation resources in her mother's hands, which could at least allow her to cultivate to the level of the golden elixir.
After all the calculations, there are only three people left in Qingcheng: the little fat man, Hu Ge, and Xiao Ju.
Xiaoju is taken care of by Little Fatty and Hu Ge. It is estimated that even if he cannot become a Yuanying realm practitioner, he can at least reach the advanced stage of Jindan.
As for the little fat man who was practicing and refining medicine at the same time, he could at least become a master in the Nascent Soul Realm. Although Brother Hu's qualifications were much worse than his own, he had a heart that was willing to endure hardships, and he must not be much worse.
After counting on his fingers, only Brother Nalanyu from Baiyu City was left, and since this guy was a disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect in the Northern Territory, he would have no shortage of training resources.
By the time we meet next time, maybe he and Hua Manlou's Hua Tianxia will have crossed the legendary threshold.
After thinking about it, I am the only one who feels the most depressed.
Obviously he can practice to a higher level, but his husband and the old master monk of the Great Buddha Temple teamed up to rectify themselves.
You must allow yourself to practice the "Formless Dharmakaya" to perfection before you can continue to break the restrictions in your body and continue to break through the realm.
After poking around in the yard for more than an hour, I finally cleared the weeds.
At first glance, it looks neat and clean, with a decent practicing environment.
Holding the shovel, he stretched his waist and whispered softly: "Maybe I have been practicing hard in the Prajna Temple for ten years, and when I unlock the body's restrictions, what if I break through and become distracted in one day?"
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh a few times. The powerful laughter instantly frightened the birds flying among the trees around the yard.
I came here to practice practice with you.
