Without hiding anything, Li Xiuyuan directly expressed his doubts.
Finally, I couldn't help but sigh quietly and said: "If Sanzang is still here, I would like to go to Yuhua Temple, make tea and discuss Taoism with him, and stay in his Sutra Pavilion for ten years."
The old monk was speechless for a moment when he heard this. Whenever Li Xiuyuan mentioned Tripitaka, he said that he would unknowingly think of the young monk.
Just like the parents at home miss the wanderer who has left home and never comes back.
After a while, the old monk murmured to himself: "Although Sanzang has left, the scriptures he brought back are still there. Can you stay in Yuhua Temple temporarily?"
"I know the abbot there, and I can introduce him to you. How about that?"
After finishing speaking, the old monk sighed and said quietly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until Wuliang returns from Tianzhu. If that day comes, please sir, please tell Wuliang for me. I miss him very much."
Li Xiuyuan was startled when he heard this, and then fell silent.
The old monk has been lingering in the realm in front of him for many years. If he is unable to break through the realm in front of him and cannot go to the mountain to survive the tribulation, he is afraid that he will eventually be reborn in the Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain.
Under this law of heaven, no one can escape.
Even Xiao Jue'er, Gao Yue'er, and Qingyu will eventually undergo transformation or rebirth in their lives.
Otherwise, dust will return to dust and dust will return to dust in the end.
This is also the reason why he doesn’t want to interact too much with A Jue or Wang Yi.
The people around him are enough to give him a headache, so why bother to provoke these different guys again? Even the old man No. 47 couldn't take everyone away.
Everything depends on the arrangement of the old Taoist priest.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan sighed and said seriously: "Senior, please introduce me to the abbot of Yuhua Temple. I will go after I sort out everything at the bottom of the mountain."
"One more thing about Wuliang. I really don't know when he will come back. Will he come back? What I can promise to senior is that if he comes back, I will definitely convey senior's thoughts to him."
This is the only thing Li Xiuyuan can do for the old monk.
The old monk nodded and said with a smile: "The divine light from heaven allowed me to live for decades longer, even longer than Sanzang. I am already very satisfied..."
The old monk's words made Li Xiuyuan unable to help but feel sad.
He lowered his head and thought for a long time, then said softly: "Perhaps, senior can let it go in advance..."
"What are you letting go of?" the old monk asked.
"Let go of this temple at the foot of the mountain."
Li Xiuyuan took a breath, and his mind suddenly became clear. He picked up the purple clay and added spiritual tea to the old monk's cup.
He said seriously: "Senior, are there any seniors? There are Buddhist temples at the foot of the mountain... If you give up, you might as well go to the Sutra Pavilion in Yuhua Temple and look for opportunities to break through Buddhism."
"The Buddha said that everyone can become a Buddha. Tripitaka is a Buddha, and seniors can also become a Buddha... How about letting go of the attachments in front of you and treating yourself to death once again?"
Speaking of this, Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "Not to mention the Great Qin, the later Great Zhou and the Great Sui all had Buddhist temples. Didn't those eminent monks disappear in the long river of time?"
"Is it possible that the monks at the foot of the mountain will not be able to practice Buddhism without me?"
In a moment of thought, Li Xiuyuan actually persuaded the old monk in front of him to give up his position as abbot, become an ordinary monk, and go to his temple to pray for Buddha.
The old monk lowered his head after hearing this, smelling the faint aroma of the spiritual tea in the cup, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, the current old monk was as if he had returned again and saw the old plum trees planted by his master glowing with vitality under his own divine spring.
I couldn't help but sigh to myself: "Who said you can't choose the right path?"
It seems that letting go is the hardest choice.
…
Autumn comes and goes, just in the blink of an eye.
When Chang'an City was shrouded in thin snow and fog, Yuhua Temple
The Buddhist temple inside is still there
There is a hint of spring warmth.
There is a pot of tea on the table, a scroll of Buddhist scriptures in the hand, and a pot of charcoal fire in the room.
Just as Li Xiuyuan expected, the old monk had come to practice in Yuhua Temple half a month before him.
The current old monk has become the most common old monk in Yuhua Temple.
In the morning, he studied the scriptures left by Tripitaka in the Sutra Pavilion. In the afternoon, he transformed into an old monk sweeping the floor, cleaning the courtyard inside and outside the Sutra Pavilion.
No one knew where the monk came from, and no one knew that he was the abbot of the monastery under the snow-capped mountains.
In the words of the old monk, letting go of that monastery was like Li Xiuyuan letting go of that snow-capped mountain.
In fact, the old monk didn't know that the mountain had never affected Li Xiuyuan's practice, just like he let go of Tianshan Mountain in the Five Realms and Luoxia Mountain in the Shura Heaven Realm.
The mountain is right there. He can transform into a snow-capped mountain, or he can wave his general and bid farewell to the mountain.
The old friend on the top of the mountain has already entered reincarnation, and there is no need for him to disturb or miss him. There are just stone houses and apricot trees on the mountain.
He also planted a mountain of apricot trees in Tianshan Mountain and Luoxia Mountain.
In the end, he just left three sets of body-tempering elixirs on the mountain as an explanation to Gao Yuer'er, the master.
An explanation given by Gao Yue'er to Xiao Guang.
He doesn't even care about Gao Yue's cultivation, let alone a child like Xiaoguang.
He just told Gao Yue'er repeatedly before going down the mountain that for Xiaoguang, he should first cultivate his heart and then his Tao, otherwise it would be better not to cultivate at all.
Although he didn't say it clearly, Gao Yue'er understood what he meant.
Although Penglai's nightmare can no longer affect her state of mind, she has not forgotten it.
What I saw at the Hongchen Inn at the foot of the mountain was the old Amu. On the day before the Double Ninth Festival, Amu drank the wedding wine of Wang Yi and Ye Xiaoqian at the Hongchen Inn.
The wine was naturally provided by Qingyu, because now Amu no longer lives in Hongchen Inn, but has moved to the small courtyard at No. 47.
Amu told Wang Yi and others where he was going, and also told Qin Xiangyu.
Until Amu disappeared in Hongchen Inn, until Qingyu called Qin Xiangyu back to No. 47 to explain everything to her.
Qin Xiangyu complained endlessly, thinking that he had treated the noble person in his life as a waiter in the inn for so many years.
Qingyu looked at her and said calmly: "Sir, I won't blame you. This is his choice, so don't say it anymore."
Qin Xiangyu smiled bitterly and said, "No wonder Amu likes Xiao Yue'er so much. He is his godfather."
Qingyu shook her head, looked at her seriously and said, "From now on, you can leave the inn to Ye Xiaoqian and Wang Yi to take care of it, and spend more time on cultivation."
Qin Xiangyu nodded without saying a word.
"You...you are such an idiot. No wonder my husband wants to scold you whenever he talks about you."
Qingyu looked at her and laughed angrily: "Look, my husband has been your assistant for so many years, and he hasn't gotten a penny from you? What does your money mean to your husband?"
"Sooner or later, Yue'er and I will leave this world with our seniors. Who will leave all the gold and silver you earned?"
Qingyu said seriously: "Xiaoyue'er will follow the master. You don't have to worry about me as a mother. She will surpass you in a short time, and maybe she has already surpassed you."
Holding a cup of tea, Qin Xiangyu murmured to herself: "Is it possible that my Xiaoyue'er doesn't want this inn anymore?"
Shaking her head, Qingyu replied: "She will only be a person born in the world from now on. You should leave your property to Shopkeeper Wang. After all, he is Xiao Yue'er's biological father."
Qin Xiangyu sighed and said to himself in a daze: "Let me think about it carefully, I have to ask the master."
"What the hell are you asking? Senior stayed in the desert for ten years and didn't come back. Why don't you stop practicing in the next ten years?"
Qingyu took her hand and said softly: "Don't let it happen that even your senior sisters have left and you are still suffering in this world.
struggle. "
"Emperor
Stepmother? How could she? "
When Qin Xiangyu heard this, he panicked and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "She has no chance of practicing in the palace. How can she be better than me?"
"You are overthinking. Her brother is a gentleman. Don't forget this."
Qingyu sighed and said quietly: "Sir, he didn't accept her as a disciple back then, but passed her on to seniors, including you. Do you know why?"
"Even though my junior sister and I met the husband early back then, we still couldn't accept him as our teacher. Even your master refused to accept us as his disciples. In the end, we went to Penglai..."
Speaking of this, Qin Xiangyu was blinded again.
According to what Qingyu said, she and the Queen were afraid that it was because of Li Xiuyuan that they were allowed to be accepted by the master.
And she also knew that although Li Xiuyuan didn't say anything, he always cared about his sister in the palace.
Qingyu's last words instantly penetrated all her thoughts and self-esteem.
"I heard from my husband that he had made the Queen suffer a lot of injustice in the palace because he accompanied Sanzang to the desert. Later, when he returned to Chang'an, he made a promise to his sister."
"What kind of promise? Is it possible that Li Xiuyuan is the reason why Senior Sister can become the Queen?"
Qin Xiangyu shook his head vigorously, this was simply incredible.
"How is that possible? Sir, I have never been involved in royal matters."
Qingyu took a breath and said seriously: "He said that as long as his sister is still in the palace, he will not leave Chang'an City for decades to come."
"Now you understand why sir would rather be a waiter in the Hongchen Inn than pay attention to the bad things happening around you, right?"
With a faint smile, Qingyu said: "The Tang Dynasty is gone, and in my opinion, at best, there is just another emperor."
Qingyu is different from Gao Yue'er and Qingyu. Both of them have experienced the changes of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Northern Qi Dynasty.
The glory and wealth in the world are great in Qin Xiangyu's eyes, but they cannot enter the eyes of these two people.
One is the maid and sister of the Empress of Zhou Dynasty, and the other is the princess of Northern Qi Dynasty. What kind of precious glory have you not enjoyed?
Qingyu even had a guess that the day the Empress of the Tang Dynasty left the palace would be the time when she and Gao Yuer'er left this world.
After all, even Shuzi and Xiaohu from back then have left, not to mention Xiaohei who she could not forget.
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I casually opened the Buddhist scriptures on the table, but it was the first volume of the Mahaprajna Sutra translated by Tripitaka.
