Li Ye looked at him and replied seriously: "Brother, you praise me too much. I traveled thousands of miles to Fangcun Mountain to seek Buddhism and practice, and I have my own selfish motives."
Minghui looked at him and said with a smile: "Who has no selfish motives during the journey of cultivation?
"After I accidentally broke through the realm and entered Yuanying, my husband and the old master monk from the Great Buddha Temple teamed up to block my practice. They said that I entered the realm too fast and my state of mind was unstable, and they asked me to put it aside. Make up for the lack of mood.”
Li Ye looked at him, shook his head with a wry smile, and continued.
“Only when you practice the Formless Dharma Body to perfection can you lift the restrictions and resume your practice... I left my parents and sister at the beginning of spring, and my husband and I traveled from the Dongxuan Territory to the Middle Territory, and then to the West Xuan Territory. It can be said that I have suffered a lot.”
"I encountered several robberies along the way, but luckily I finally came to Prajna Temple alive. I just wanted to practice the Dharma that I was pursuing so hard..."
Li Ye looked at him and said softly.
After listening to this, Master Minghui was speechless for a while and just looked at him silently.
He found that although this junior fellow apprentice was young, he had experienced much more than many older monks in the temple.
It was supposed to be a happy childhood, but the boy couldn't feel anything about him, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad for him.
Li Ye looked at Minghui opposite and fell into silence.
After he talked quietly about his past for such a long time, he naturally recalled that he had been practicing with his teacher.
Practice the most basic "Phaseless Dharmakaya", gather energy overnight, and experience various adventures on Tianshan Mountain.
The robbery and massacre in the mountains behind the Great Buddha Temple... In the past years of practice, it is indeed a miracle that I can survive to this day.
"Who has no selfish motives in practicing Buddhism and Taoism?" Master Minghui suddenly said as he was sitting blankly.
"Does everyone in the world have it?"
"Who says the world doesn't have it?"
"Isn't it said that we should never give alms, cultivate without developing the mind, and contemplate without thinking? If everyone in the world is human, how can the masters and brothers in any temple become Buddhas?"
Li Ye asked in a murmur.
"Have you ever seen a Buddha? Have you seen me become a Buddha? Have you become a Buddha yourself?"
Master Minghui looked at Li Ye peacefully and said calmly.
"Aren't the Buddhas on the altar in the main hall Buddhas?" Li Ye asked blankly.
"Do you think the Buddhas on the altar are Buddhas?" Minghui looked at him, her eyes gradually brightening.
"The Buddha said that if you come to hear the Tao..." Li Ye said unwillingly and struggled.
"Buddha said that if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening. It does not refer to a state of mind, but it is not the way to become a Buddha. After hearing the Tao, think about it, think about it and practice it. There are many obstacles on the road to practice, how can you easily become a Buddha?"
"...If becoming a Buddha is so simple, why do we need to dance to the sound of a chicken and observe the precepts and practice?"
Minghui looked at him and replied seriously. Every sentence contained his own insights for countless years. He tried to tell the young junior brother in front of him his past insights.
"The Buddha said that everyone in the world is a Buddha..." Li Ye replied in confusion.
"The Buddha said that there is no color, sound, fragrance, or touch, but everyone in the world is greedy for the poison of sound, fragrance... The Buddha said that there are eight kinds of suffering in the world, and everyone in the world is suffering but they don't know it."
Minghui looked at him and replied with a smile, as if a spring breeze was blowing by.
"There are eight difficulties in the world of Buddhism. How many people in the world can overcome them? ... Speaking of which, Master Poxu, whom you inherited, has really become a Buddha?"
Master Minghui shook his head gently and sighed.
When Li Ye heard this, he couldn't help but murmured too: "Birth is painful, old age is painful... love and separation are painful, resentment and hatred are painful;... the wisdom of the world and the wisdom of the Buddha are before and after the Buddha."
"I'm afraid even the senior brothers in the temple may not be able to get rid of these one by one, let alone the world."
Looking at the Bodhisattva, Li Ye replied blankly.
Master Minghui looked at Li Ye, smiled, turned around, picked up a sprig of incense from the Buddhist altar, lit it, and placed it on the Buddhist altar.
He put his hands together and recited Amitabha. "I see that your wisdom roots are deep. How about you become a monk? Maybe you can become a future Buddha."
When Li Ye heard this, he stood up quickly, said a Buddha's name after Ming Hui, turned around and walked out the door.
As he walked, he said: "Senior brother, please don't take my chances. I told you before that I will not become a monk. I still have my parents, sister, and fiancée. My husband is also waiting for me at Xuantian Temple on the north slope. ....."
After finishing speaking, the person had left Minghui's Buddhist hall.
Master Minghui picked up a flower in his left hand, picked up the Buddhist beads in front of him with his right hand, and gently twisted them.
Looking at Li Ye who was running away, he said softly: "You obviously have deep roots of wisdom, but you are unwilling to let go of all the things in the world... That's all, I will let you practice in the world for decades."
Li Ye left the Buddhist hall and muttered as he walked: "I obviously came to see my senior brother to help me solve my trouble, but I didn't expect that I almost got into trouble with him. It seems that I will come here less often... "
Looking up at the north slope of Fangcun Mountain, I felt that autumn was getting deeper and deeper, but I didn't know if my husband would bring Mu Mu to see me.
...
Autumn is getting deeper and the wind is getting stronger.
Bodhi leaves are flying all over the sky. This kind of weather is suitable for practicing the "Falling Leaf Sword Technique" taught by Mr. Xiu.
Even the self-enlightened "Cut the Snow" is perfect in such weather.
Thinking that it had been a long time since I had swung my sword in the wind.
Li Ye couldn't help but smile: "If you can't get rid of your troubles, let the senior brothers treat me as a little lunatic. After saying that, he turned around to the Luohan Hall and walked step by step to the square outside the hall...
"It took me a whole morning to clean the square, but within two hours, there were fallen leaves all over the place again."
Li Ye walked on the square outside the hall holding his bamboo sword and sighed softly.
After staying in Tianshan Mountain for more than two years, he has never learned the "Falling Leaf Sword Technique" taught by his husband. This has always been a worry for Li Ye.
Although he realized "Cut the Snow" by himself, he still thought about when he would be able to embroider the scriptures he wanted on the fallen leaves like Mr.
"Who holds a long sword and dances in the wind? Asking about the setting sun in the Tianshan Mountains, you can see the light of Buddha even within an inch."
Li Ye muttered.
Following the wind, I stabbed the bamboo sword in my right hand at the falling leaves... Thinking about the power of my husband's sword, I thought about stabbing the falling bodhi leaves, even horizontally and vertically. , but still can't get it right.
Anxious, he had no choice but to give up the idea. Recalling the scene of practicing swordsmanship in the snow of Tianshan Mountain, Li Ye closed his eyes.
Concentrate and calm down, release your spiritual consciousness, and distinguish the speed and direction of falling leaves within a range of one foot around you...
After several years of practice and adventure, his spiritual practice has already surpassed the ordinary Nascent Soul realm and entered the ranks of distractions.
Although the Nascent Soul realm made the old monk unable to use it, it did not affect his ability to mobilize his spiritual consciousness to perceive every subtle change around him.
Regarding practicing Taoism, his experience was simple but unusual.
Thanks to the various adventures on the Tianshan Mountains and the spiritual fruits given to him by Mu Mu and Xiao Qing, he basically encountered no major obstacles from Qi Gathering Breakthrough to Nascent Soul.
When breaking the golden elixir, because of the opportunity of breaking the void monk, I passed the most difficult moment for practitioners in the world to condense the golden elixir.
When he was about to descend from Tianshan Mountain, because of Lao Yuan and Xiao Bai, he somehow managed to break through the elixir and transform into an infant, entering the realm of Yuanying.
Now that his practice has been blocked by his husband and the old monk, his desire to break through in practice is even stronger.
I just want to cultivate the formless Dharmakaya to perfection in the shortest possible time.
Breaking through the old monk's seal on his Dantian, he followed his husband's footsteps and crossed the legendary threshold.
Feel the speed of the mountain wind around you and the changes in the falling leaves.
Under the perception of the distracted state of consciousness, the speed of these falling bodhi leaves seemed to slow down several times, making various gestures in the air, waiting for him to touch and discover.
The purple bamboo sword was weightless, but it was extremely sharp under his careful polishing. It could easily pierce the fallen leaves in the wind without any effort.
One piece, two pieces, ten pieces, the force of the sword gradually rose up, and the fallen leaves pierced around him gradually formed a small spiral nest with the speed of his sword swing and the wind, slowly rotating in the square outside the main hall. stand up......
Just like at the woods outside the cabin on Tianshan Mountain, Li Ye, with the blessing of the sixth level of the Yuanxiang Dharmakaya, swung the bamboo sword in his hand faster and faster, and the speed of rotation also became faster.
The spiral nest formed by the group of leaves that was brought up became larger and larger, like a cocoon made of leaves, rolling around in the square... The bluestone floor where the cocoons rolled was just like the The sweep was the same, not a single leaf was left behind.
The leaves around the cocoon expanded from one foot to ten feet.
The sky over Prajna Temple was gray at the moment, but the cocoon formed by a group of leaves on the ground in the square outside Shidian looked completely different.
Half of it is covered with withered yellow and dust, while the other half is gradually illuminated by a faint Buddha light.
Some senior brothers who were on duty in the main hall heard the movement in the square and came out to watch. However, they saw a cocoon made of leaves rolling in Ruoda's square.
I couldn't see clearly the figures inside... There were believers staying in the temple who also gathered around the railings outside the hall to watch, pointing at the rolling cocoons and making exclamations of wonder...
Li Ye in the cocoon had already changed the bamboo sword in his hand to his left hand.
Consciously or unconsciously, he used the mental techniques of "Fuhuhu Luohan Fist" and "Shadowless Dharmakaya" to the extreme, and repeatedly executed the self-enlightened "Snow Cutting".
He chopped the leaves in the air into several pieces, and the chopped leaves were wrapped into an increasingly larger cocoon by the wind brought about by the operation of "Fuhu Luohan Fist" and "Shadowless Dharma Body".
If his Dantian had not been sealed by the old monk, this moment would be the best time for him to break through.
The true energy accumulated in the body cannot be vented, and can only be integrated into the physical body of his Formless Dharma Body, honing his body that is already as tight as fine gold to become even tighter.
He will be able to break through the realm only in the future when he has perfected his physical cultivation and the suffering is over and the joy comes.
"I don't know which senior brother is practicing in front of the temple. Judging from the momentum, he is at least in the late Nascent Soul stage."
The senior brothers in the main hall were discussing one after another.
"Could it be the new junior uncle who is sweeping the floor? Ever since Master Minghui gave him the task of sweeping the floor, there have been no other senior brothers practicing in front of the hall?"
Another senior brother whispered.
"How old is Junior Uncle Mingchen? He's less than ten years old, right? He's one year younger than Junior Brother Wuyou, so his realm shouldn't be that high, right?"
"I guess it must be Junior Uncle Mingchen! Do you want to bet with me?"
While the monks were talking, the round-faced little monk Wuyou ran over to join in the fun.
"Junior Brother Wuyou, Master said that practitioners cannot gamble!"
The senior brother who was leaning on the railing said with a smile.
Wuyou turned his head and glanced at him, curled his lips and said, "Just bet on two spirit stones. I bet it must be Junior Uncle Mingchen. Who dares to bet with me?"
After speaking, he looked up at the senior brothers around him.
