When I got downstairs, I realized that it was already dark outside.
I was so intoxicated with the nameless mental method just now that I actually listened to it for most of the day.
As soon as I saw it, I saw that the three young monks were there, but the old monk didn't know where he had gone.
When several people saw Liangchen appearing, they all smiled.
"Master said that you have cultivated the Lotus Heart, passed the test of the last thunder, and are now realizing the power of the laws of heaven and earth."
"I wonder what the result will be?" the fat monk asked eagerly.
"I just passed the test of the ninth tone. As for the laws of heaven and earth, I have no idea at all." Liangchen shook his head when he heard the sound.
Upon hearing this, the fat monk's eyes darkened, but the thin monk and senior brother beside him showed a smile.
"Junior brother, you lose." The thin monk said to the fat monk.
"Don't be so discouraged, it's just three years of tea picking." The senior brother put his hands together and comforted him with a smile.
"Is it possible that you have understood the laws of heaven and earth, but it is too vague and you don't know it yet?" The fat monk looked at Liangchen with a bit of unwillingness.
"Uh..." Liangchen felt even more embarrassed when he asked him this question. After recalling it for a moment, he shook his head again.
"Master said that the laws of heaven and earth are the methods of immortals, and it is normal to be unable to understand them." The thin monk said with a smile.
"Are these young masters taking a gamble on me again?" Liangchen asked, thinking of those three years of tea picking.
"Yes, junior brother has great confidence in you. I just used three years of tea-picking meditation as a bet, betting that you can realize the power of the law." The thin monk nodded and replied.
"Ashamed, ashamed!" Liangchen heard this and immediately felt a little ashamed of his trust in the fat monk, and couldn't help but blush slightly.
"It's not your fault, it's just that the time was too short, and the young monk was confused just now. Who can listen to the Tao in half a day?" said the fat monk.
"Amitabha! Junior brother, tell me how long it will take for donor Ye to hear the great truth?" When the thin monk heard this, he suddenly became energetic and asked the fat monk.
"No matter what...it must be ten days or eight days." The fat monk looked at Liangchen, then his eyes lit up, and he said a time again.
"Do you dare to gamble again, little junior brother?" the thin monk asked.
"Bet! Why don't you dare to bet?" The fat monk didn't know where the confidence came from. He nodded without hesitation, and then asked:
"What bet?"
"Three years of fruit." The thin monk thought for a moment and said.
"Three years of fruit!" When the fat monk heard this bet, his face changed slightly, as if he had been stabbed in a vital point.
He hesitated, thought about it for a few breaths, and then nodded heavily:
"Okay! I'll bet you three years of fruit!"
"Elder brother, do you want to bet?" The fat monk looked at the elder brother again.
"Master said that the key to understanding the laws of heaven and earth lies in chance, and it has little to do with the amount of time. So Donor Ye couldn't understand it the first time, and it will be even less possible in the future. Do you want to think clearly?" The senior brother seemed a little unbearable. , to persuade the fat monk.
"I believe in Almsgiver Ye." When the fat monk heard this, he took another look at Liangchen, as if he had finally firmed up on his choice.
"We won't take advantage of you. We won't say ten days or eight days, let's just say it lasts for one month. As long as Donor Ye can understand something, you will win!
If you win, you win double share; if we win, we only share your share. "Seeing that he had made up his mind, the senior brother actually relaxed the conditions a lot.
"Okay, it's settled." The fat monk nodded and confirmed, then looked at Liangchen.
"It's all up to you. Either I will eat three servings of fruit in the next three years, or I will go hungry for three consecutive years!"
"You...this..." Liangchen was speechless when he heard this, and then he finished one round of gambling and started another.
But seeing that he believed in himself so much, he felt moved for no reason. In the end, he didn't say anything and just nodded heavily.
While talking and laughing, a few people signed a new bet agreement, which made Liangchen dumbfounded, but also aroused a sense of competitiveness.
After all, the most important purpose of staying here for several years is to raise Xuan Leixiao to a higher level. If he just learned the Lotus Heart Sutra and went back, it would be really unreasonable. ωω
Coupled with the fat monk's expectations for him, he was also very moved.
"Even if you don't fight for the spiritual fruit, you still have to fight for yourself!"
After only a short stay, Liangchen climbed up the stairs again.
In the following time, Liangchen hid in the Sutra Pavilion almost day and night, and even stopped going downstairs to listen to Zen when the old monk was giving lectures during the day.
But as time passed, there was still no sound in the Scripture Pavilion.
Five days, ten days, half a month...
Seeing that more than twenty days have passed, there is still no news.
The fat monk's originally confident heart also became uneasy.
A few more days passed like this, with only two days left in January, and there was still no movement on the third floor.
At this moment, Liangchen in the Jing Pavilion was also a little anxious and helpless.
From the first day he came in, he meditated on the nameless mental method almost all night long, and listened to the nine roars day and night. He has listened to it tens of thousands of times now.
Apart from being able to withstand nine roars more easily, there is no so-called understanding of heaven and earth.
By now, his whole body was almost numb, and he could no longer make any waves.
And as time went by, he could no longer feel even a trace of the power of heaven and earth that he felt at the beginning, as if all he heard in his ears were just a few ordinary roars in the mountains and forests.
Under this cycle, he felt that practicing was becoming more and more boring, and it was becoming more and more difficult to lift his spirits.
If he hadn't often thought of the bet made by the three monks, he would have left here long ago.
But even if he had the courage to listen, the rest of the time would be even more sad, almost like torture for him.
But in order not to disappoint the fat monk, and also wanted to see if a miracle would happen, he could only try to stabilize his mind over and over again, listening and comprehending as much as he could.
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Time flies like water, January is here in the blink of an eye!
Liangchen slowly walked down the stairs and saw three young monks already looking forward to it.
In addition to the three of them, Yuan Lintian also looked at him with a hint of expectation, as if he also knew about the bet.
"Amitabha, how are you?" The fat monk looked at Liangchen with a quiet expression, unable to guess the outcome for a moment.
"Haha~" Liangchen smiled softly, and then curled his lips:
"I'm afraid the young master will starve for three years!"
"Help!" The fat monk suddenly screamed and fell down on the futon.
