The fruit ranked ninety-six is so bitter, so what does the fruit number one hundred and nine taste like? "Liangchen finally finished the ninety-six fruits in one bite and then turned around and asked.
"Donor Ye, that one hundred and nine fruits are not only the most unpalatable fruit in this mountain, but also definitely the most unpalatable fruit in the world! A man once ate it and fell unconscious for three days and three nights. He ate it again after he woke up. Everything tastes bitter," said the thin monk.
"Oh!? It's so exaggerated? What happened next?" Liangchen couldn't believe it when he heard this, but he was vaguely looking forward to it.
"Later, the donor left here, and I don't know if he recovered his sense of taste." The thin monk replied.
"I wonder where the spiritual fruit is?" Liangchen asked again.
"Donor Ye, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it. The fruit blooms once every ten years and bears fruit once every ten years. Now, it will take more than ten years to bear fruit." The thin monk counted his fingers and explained.
"That's no chance." When Liangchen heard that he had to wait so long, he shook his head with regret.
Such an expression fell in the eyes of the fat monk on the side, which made him even more stunned. He took a bite of the fruit and spat it out. Even so, it made him bitter for several months. Finally, he and his senior brother decided that it was the most unpalatable fruit on the mountain. of fruit.
"He is indeed a foodie!" the fat monk thought to himself.
The three of them continued walking, stopping to pick a few fruits when they encountered them. In this way, they harvested more than ten kinds of spiritual fruits during this trip around the mountains.
Seeing the sunset, the three of them walked back.
After living there for such a long time, Liangchen has roughly understood the approximate location of this mountain. He went out to investigate a few days ago. Although there are mountains all around, the sea area can be vaguely seen in the west. It must be extremely large. The scope of the fine sea area.
This mountain is hidden in the mountains and ridges, shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. He came out with the two monks a few times on good days, but never saw a stranger. This made his wish to find out about the Sword Sect unable to come true.
Although the realm has not been restored now, even if he goes back, it will be useless, but after all, as the master of the South Peak of the West Sword Sect, as the team leader, he led a team of elite disciples to compete, but the whole army was wiped out and no one survived. He also disappeared without a trace like a deserter. Without a trace, I always feel a little sorry when I think of this.
Fortunately, Ye Kai has gone back, and he will inform the sect of what happened that day. Presumably the two sects of the east and west should have joined forces, but I don’t know if they have found out the details of the other party, and whether the great revenge will be avenged!
However, if the other party dares to attack the Eastern and Western Sword Sects at the same time, it must be a very powerful force, and judging from the overwhelming demonic flames that day, it must be the Demon Sect who takes action.
"I have long heard that the Demon Sect was attacked by the four Sword Masters. Several demons were killed and injured. How could they dare to haunt Zhongzhou and directly attack the Sword Sect members!"
"No matter what, I am a clay Bodhisattva who crosses the river, how can I think about saving all sentient beings!"
He looked at the setting sun and had a lot of thoughts. The two monks leading the way were gilded in the glow, looking solemn and sacred. This made him feel much more at ease.
At this moment, the fat monk suddenly turned his head and stared at Liangchen with a flattering smile. He pointed at the storage bag on his waist with one hand and made a gesture of chewing something with the other hand.
"Not much! Not much!" Liangchen suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and took out two spiritual fruits and distributed them to the two of them.
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Back in the room, Liangchen began his daily practice.
Since I have fully comprehended the "Aruo Heart Sutra", I obviously feel that the recovery speed of the Nascent Soul in my body has accelerated several times.
Moreover, after practicing every day, he would always gain more insights from the sea of consciousness, and these insights made him understand the Heart Sutra more thoroughly.
In addition, he often communicated with the young monk, and occasionally the master gave a few words of advice, which made his Taoist mind strong and peaceful.
In this way, his realm and magic power are steadily rising.
On this day, he completed his enlightenment and walked out the door, only to see the old monk and the thin monk already sitting in the living room.
"See you, Master!" Liangchen saluted, knowing that he should have something to do, so he sat down aside.
When the day is short, I immediately pour tea for Liangchen.
"Amitabha, I heard that Donor Ye has fully meditated on the Aruo Heart Sutra?" the old monk asked.
"Ashamed, ashamed. It's just that I'm too stupid. It took me half a year to fully understand the Heart Sutra under the careful guidance of my little master." Liangchen said with a guilty look on his face, a little embarrassed.
"The donor is too humble. This Aruo Heart Sutra is the most obscure and difficult to understand. It is very valuable to understand it in half a year! I think it took me nearly ten years to understand it," the old monk said.
"Ten years?!" Liangchen was shocked when he heard this time. "Although this Heart Sutra is difficult to understand,...it won't take so long!"
"Haha, for you to be able to comprehend so quickly, talent and hard work are certainly on the one hand, and more importantly, the help of the Shi'e beads in your body. Otherwise, how could you have achieved enlightenment without ten or eight years?" said the old monk.
"That's it." Liangchen nodded repeatedly as he thought about the fragmented thoughts that appeared in the sea of consciousness after daily practice, which allowed him to meditate on the Heart Sutra with twice the result with half the effort.
"Donor Ye, I have to go on a long journey. I'm afraid the benefactor will be gone when I return, so I'm here to say goodbye to you today." The old monk said.
"Ah! Master will be gone for a long time?" Liangchen asked after hearing this.
"It won't be too long, but I probably won't see the donor anymore," the old monk replied.
"Now that you have understood the Aruo Heart Sutra and have the help of the Shi'e Pearl, it is only a matter of time before you can restore the Nascent Soul. There is not much I can do to help you.
After Lao Na leaves, you can freely enter the Scripture Pavilion. If you want to learn, just practice. "
"How can this be done!" Liangchen had received his help several times and no longer knew how to repay him. When he heard that he asked him to enter the scripture pavilion to learn Buddhist secrets, he immediately waved his hand.
"Donor, don't refuse. The Shi'e Pearl is the most precious treasure of our temple. Relieving the difficulty of your Nascent Soul is only one of its effects. More importantly, it can help you communicate with heaven and earth, realize Taoism and practice Zen. If you practice more Buddhist magical powers, it will not be considered buried. This treasure." The old monk explained.
"Thank you, master! I understand!" Liangchen immediately understood that the master had good intentions and nodded repeatedly.
The two of them talked about Zen and Taoism. After drinking a pot of tea, the old monk drifted away.
After thinking about it for a while, Liangchen opened the door and entered the Scripture Pavilion.
