After going down the mountain in the early morning, Li Ye and his party caught a ride on the official road at the foot of Tianshan Mountain and headed for Fengyun City.
Just after noon, the group first arrived at the intersection of the Big Buddha Temple.
Li Ye looked at Xiaobai and said, "Take senior sister and Yu'er back to the city. You also know Boss Tang and Xiaohong from the restaurant. If that doesn't work, go back to Zizhuyuan. Agui is here. I'm going to stay in the temple for a few days. If it's nothing serious, don't bother me."
Nangong Ruyu looked at Li Ye and asked, "Master, don't you want Yu'er anymore?"
The little girl knew that she couldn't keep Li Ye, so she had to act coquettishly. She wanted Li Ye to take her to the Great Buddha Temple to have fun.
Li Ye looked at her and smiled and said: "Master goes to the temple to practice and eat and pray every day. What are you going to do? Follow me to the city and wait for me. There are delicious and fun places in the city."
Xia Wutong knew some of Li Ye's past and his relationship with the old monk Kuchan.
At that moment, he took Nangong Ruyu's hand and said, "Be obedient and let your master stay quietly for a few days. He has been with you for many years. Let's go to the city to play and eat hot pot."
"Sister, what is hot pot? Is it delicious?" As soon as Nangong Ruyu heard that there was something to eat, she temporarily forgot about going to the temple with her master.
Xia Wutong stroked her black hair and said with a smile: "That's a rare delicacy in the world. Even the Imperial City can't eat it. I'm hungry now."
Xiaobai smiled at her and said, "I haven't eaten for a long time. I'll take you to find something delicious."
Nangong Ruyu then looked at Li Ye and nodded, saying, "Master, Yu'er is going to the city to have fun. If it's not fun, come back here to practice with the master."
Li Ye smiled and waved his hand: "Hurry back, follow your uncle and sister, and don't run around."
"Sit down, little sir, we're going back to the city!" The coachman said goodbye to Li Ye.
With a whip in his hand, he left the Great Buddha Temple and ran towards the city.
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Watching the carriage gradually run away, Li Ye turned around and walked towards the gate of the Great Buddha Temple.
"I've met Master Wuchen." The monk standing at the gate of the temple clasped his hands together and saluted Li Ye.
Li Ye looked at the monk quietly and replied softly: "It has been more than ten years in the blink of an eye. Is Master okay?"
"The abbot is very good, and the brothers in the temple are all good. If the abbot knows that you are coming, he will definitely be happy." After saying that, he turned around to lead the way, but Li Ye grabbed him.
"I'm going on my own, so I don't need to trouble you anymore. We haven't seen each other for a few years. Let's talk about it some other time." Li Ye clasped his hands together, said goodbye to him, and walked straight to the temple.
Looking at the temple after more than ten years of absence, Li Ye felt filled with emotion, making him feel like a wanderer returning home.
After passing through the two halls and arriving in front of the Buddhist hall where the old monk was, Li Ye stood outside the hall for a long time, then turned and left.
He straightened his clothes, exhaled quietly, took off his shoes and placed them outside the temple, then walked in gently.
I saw the old monk sitting under the Buddha statue with his eyes closed, holding the Bodhi in his left hand and turning it gently, and reciting scriptures in his mouth.
He walked to the old monk, knelt down, and shouted softly: "Master, I'm back."
The old monk was stunned and stared at Li Ye on the ground, tears instantly falling down.
He stretched out his hand to touch Li Ye's head and sighed softly: "It has been more than ten years since we were apart. I never thought you would finally come back."
"This disciple is not filial. He has been practicing on Fangcun Mountain for these years, and there is a war in the five regions. He cannot come to the master to show his respect."
Li Ye thought that he had been separated for more than ten years, and felt extremely guilty.
"Senior Brother Minghui of Prajna Temple has already told me about your matter. If you go by seniority, I still have to call you..."
Before the old monk could finish speaking, Li Ye stopped what he was saying and said softly: "Being a teacher for one day is a teacher for life. Master, we all have our own opinions, and we will not argue with senior brother Minghui."
If you are serious about it, there is Xuanbei in Qingliang Temple.
The old monk smiled with tears in his eyes and said, "Well, let's discuss our own affairs. Who wants you to worship me as your teacher first?"
Li Ye smiled and said: "That's right. Junior brother, I haven't seen Master for a long time. I don't know how your health is?"
The old monk stood up, lit a stick of incense, pointed to the stove on the table and said, "Come to boil water and make tea. Didn't you see your body? It's fine. Don't worry."
Li Ye got up and lit the small stove, added water to the kettle, thought for a while, took a piece of snow lotus and threw it into the kettle.
I wonder if the magic medicine that sent Master Ouyang away can help him break through the situation.
While thinking about it, he warmed the pot, washed the tea and cups.
For a moment, the old monk lit the incense and turned around to sit down. He looked at Li Ye who was sitting quietly and burning water on the fire and asked.
"Are you coming from the Imperial City this time? Or are you coming from Southern Xinjiang?
"This disciple came from the Sword Sect in the Tianshan Mountains of the Northern Territory. He has stayed in the Tianshan Mountains for more than a year. I'm afraid you wouldn't have thought of it, Master Bian, right?..."
Li Ye told the old monk what happened on Tianshan Mountain one by one.
"So, your formless body is about to be completed before your eyes. You may..." After practicing Zen for many years, looking at the young disciple in front of him, he couldn't help but tremble.
He sighed softly and took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. Monk Li couldn't help but worry in his heart. He looked up at the Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar and recited a few verses.
Looking at Li Ye, he said, "I can't believe how long it's been since. I see that this world can no longer keep you. Do your husband and parents know this?"
Li Ye looked at him, shook his head, and replied softly: "I came down from Fangcun Mountain and headed towards the Jianzong in the Northern Territory. I have been on the Tianshan Mountain for more than a year, and I have never seen my husband or my parents."
Li Yexin said, I still don't know how to talk to my parents about this, and my sister Li Xiaoxue. After thinking about it, I have to trouble my husband for these things in the end.
As long as the master's wife cannot break the void for a day, the husband will have to stay in the five realms to accompany her. If I really ascended to the Shura Realm with my physical body, my responsibility would suddenly be thrown on my husband.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of what the old monk said to him. Don't easily form a fate with others. No matter whether the fate is good or bad, it will affect his practice.
He had paid great attention to his practice, but he still formed many fates inadvertently.
The old monk picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. After a while, he looked at him with strange eyes and asked, "Where did this tea come from? Why have I never drank it before?"
"The tea I just picked back from Tianshan Mountain was planted by my husband. Over the past ten years, it has become wild tea!" Li Ye didn't tell him about the snow lotus, and planned to talk about it later depending on the situation.
The old monk nodded, looked at Li Ye with a smile and said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Mo also practiced in heaven back then, and had the thought to transplant tea trees from the five realms. It's really not easy."
When Li Ye heard this, a faint smile appeared on his face and he looked at the old monk and giggled.
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After three courses of tea, Li Ye saw that the old monk had no reaction, so he thought to talk about it in a few days.
"The disciple wants to stay in the temple for a while, spend more time with the master, sort out his state of mind, and then return to the imperial city to see his parents and husband after some time."
Li Ye looked at the old monk and said softly.
"Is it a quiet rest or is it the same as before?" the old monk looked at him and asked with a smile.
Li Ye shook his head and said calmly: "I don't do anything. I just look at the Buddha in this Buddhist temple, look at all living beings outside the main hall, and drink some spring tea with the master in the Buddhist hall."
"That's it?" The old monk didn't expect that Li Ye's state of mind had reached such a state that he could let go of his previous attachments and become as quiet as a pool of water.
"That's good. I just want to see the master and sit in meditation in the Buddhist hall for a few days. Isn't it said that no movement is worse than silence? I want to be quiet now."
After saying this, Li Ye looked at the old monk quietly, poured out the remaining tea in the pot, and replaced it with a new one.
"This tea is still the same tea." Li Ye looked at him and smiled lightly.
The old monk was startled, looked at Li Ye and said with a smile: "Okay! I didn't expect you to have tasted the taste of tea."
Li Ye nodded, agreeing with what he said.
"When the disciple was in southern Xinjiang, due to the tense war, it was common to make tea and drink it for a whole day. This may look like laziness to others, but it may look like simplicity to the disciple."
The old monk nodded and sighed softly.
Li Ye looked at him and said, "Okay, master, why are you sighing?"
"I just have feelings in my heart. Many people know the truth that tea is tasteless, and they talk about tea Zen all day long. In fact, there is no tea, and there is no Zen. We just eat tea when we have tea, and drink water when we drink it. Drink water."
Li Ye thought for a while and realized that this was the truth. He smiled and said, "Maybe they think it's easier to convince others by labeling tea drinking as a big truth, right?"
"Then what do you think? Do you need a reason for drinking tea?"
The old monk looked at him lovingly and said seriously.
"I thought I kept emphasizing to you the so-called eating tea when you have tea and sleeping when you sleep. I just want you to stop multitasking and concentrate on doing one thing well."
"I didn't expect that you had already seen through that truth and restored the principle of drinking tea to the simplest principle. Well, drinking tea is drinking water. I am really happy."
After listening to what the old monk said, Li Ye couldn't help but laugh along with him.
The boiling water on the fire was making a faint sound, and the old monk was murmuring a six-character mantra.
Just like when I first entered the Great Buddha Temple, nothing has changed, everything has quietly changed.
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The old monk seemed to have remembered something. He looked at him and asked softly: "Two very magical things happened on Tianshan Mountain in winter and spring. Were you responsible for it?"
Looking at the disciple in front of him who had cultivated his own state of mind to the original state of mind, the old monk trembled in his heart. Since his disciple happened to be traveling on Tianshan Mountain, what if those two things were related to him?
Thinking of this, the old monk clasped his hands together and read the scripture again.
The divine light in the winter allowed countless disciples of the Great Buddha Temple to break through. Even he himself broke through hundreds of years of hard training, breaking through to the last level, and saw the hope of ascension before his eyes.
If it was his disciples who did it, it would not be difficult to explain that Li Ye had already cultivated his state of mind to a state of returning to basics, and had even surpassed himself.
"That divine light in winter? It's me, and it's not me." Li Ye looked at Lao Shang quietly and replied.
"How do you say it? Tell me in detail. You know, my teacher, the monks in the temple, and the practitioners of the five realms, maybe your parents, sister, and your wife, all broke through in that divine light. ."
Li Ye looked at him and was speechless.
The old monk looked at Li Ye and said excitedly: "That night, there were countless Buddha lights in the five realms that spanned thousands of miles, flew to the sky above the Tianshan Mountains, and then turned into golden dragons and soared into the sky."
"Didn't you see it on Tianshan Mountain? Or were you also breaking through at that time?"
The old monk looked at him. If he admired a rare gem, was this his precious disciple? It actually aroused the divine light of heaven and earth and shocked the world.
Li Ye thought about it and finally understood that when he was in the temple that day, all he saw was a Buddha's light in front of him. He never thought that this Buddha's light would resonate with the Buddha's light in the five realms, and then turn into a dragon and soar into the sky.
He nodded slightly, looked at the old monk and murmured: "Master, is this what it means to be in a Buddhist hall and not see the Buddha?"
The old monk was greatly relieved, looked at him and said: "That's right. How could you see the vision of the five realms of the sky when you were in the divine light that day?"
The old monk wanted to tell him that you were actually the miracle that night?
That night, the world and the world resonated because of you at the same moment.
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