The sky is clear, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
Deep in the grassland, there are towering snow-capped mountains, the Buddhist holy land Vajra Terrace is built on the mountains, and the golden-domed temples are stacked on top of each other, making them magnificent.
The gilt vase, prayer wheels and prayer flags fluttering in the wind complement each other, and even the wind carries the whispering sound of chanting, which makes people calm and inexplicably have the urge to let go of everything and take refuge in Buddhism.
The ancient Buddha with green lanterns and the lingering smoke of incense.
Jiang Yuebai took the eight-year-old monk Nian Kong and followed the young monks from the Vajra Platform through the palaces.
"If you don't want to stay here, tell me now and I can send you to other places or back to Tianyan Sect." Jiang Yuebai asked Niankong in a low voice.
Nian Kong shook his head with a smile on his face, "No, I like it here. I can feel the presence of Buddha here."
"You have only been reciting sutras for a few years, but do you already know about Buddha?"
Nian Kong said seriously, "I don't know how to describe it, but I can feel His presence in the wind, in the sunshine, in my heart, and everywhere between heaven and earth."
Hearing this, the monk leading the way couldn't help but look back at Nian Kong and nodded slightly.
Jiang Yuebai looked around. What she felt was the power of incense and incense. This was a strange and indescribable power that was different from aura, and could make people calm and peaceful.
"The Buddha is in the hall, please come in, the two donors."
Jiang Yuebai nodded in thanks and led Nian Kong into the main hall. The layout of the hall was unexpectedly simple, with only a row of Buddha statues, each with its own merits.
Wuchen, who had a white beard on his face and a solemn expression, sat quietly on the futon. His aura was no different from that of a mortal. Jiang Yuebai couldn't tell that he was a cultivator of spiritual transformation.
"Jiang Yuebai of Tianyan Sect, pays homage to Wuchen Buddha."
"Meet the Wuchen Buddha."
Jiang Yuebai brought Nian Kong to bow, Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, looked at Nian Kong, and then looked at Jiang Yuebai.
"It turns out that you were the one who risked his life to send away that day."
Jiang Yuebai did not deny it, "The teacher's letter has stated that this is Nian Kong."
Wuchen looked at Nian Kong seriously again and said, "Little monk, why do you want to enter the Buddhist path?"
Nian Kong said without fear, "Because I was thrown at the gate of the Buddhist temple when I was born. I was raised by the master in charge and the Buddha. The master in charge said that I have a destiny with Buddha."
"What Buddhist scriptures have you recited?" Wuchen asked again.
"I have read..." Nian Kong said slowly, clasping his fingers.
Wuchen occasionally asked a question or two, and Niankong gave ignorant answers. When the two met for the first time, Jiang Yuebai felt like a master and a young apprentice, harmonious and harmonious.
After a moment, Wuchen nodded slowly, "You are born with wisdom and can see Lingshan. Are you willing to worship me as your teacher and stay here to chant sutras and meditate?"
Nian Kong glanced at Jiang Yuebai, "But I still have to help brother Ruosheng rebuild the Prajna Temple. I have promised sister Yuebai, and I must do it."
"It's good to keep your promise at such a young age. Don't worry. This is what I owe Ruosheng to the Prajna Temple. When you are capable enough, I will help you rebuild the Prajna Temple in the Quicksand Area."
Nian Kong nodded and expressed his willingness to become Wuchen's teacher.
Wuchen called a monk to take Niankong to familiarize himself with the surroundings of the Vajra Platform.
Suddenly, only Jiang Yuebai and Wuchen were left in the hall, sitting face to face on the futon.
Jiang Yuebai hesitated and said, "Niankong is a kind-hearted child. If he makes great achievements in Buddhism in the future, regarding the Prajna Temple... you'd better tell me and I'll find another way."
Wuchen was silent, took out a long wooden box and handed it to Jiang Yuebai.
"This incense is made by my own hands. The donor can light one when he enters the meditation path. The cause and effect of this matter are mine, so the donor does not have to worry about it."
Jiang Yuebai looked at the wooden box and knew that this matter would be an internal matter within Buddhism from now on, and Buddha Wuchen did not want her to get involved anymore.
Taking a breath, Jiang Yuebai took the wooden box. At that moment, she seemed to hear the sound of a golden bell ringing, and the lingering sound. Something was slowly dissipating with the lingering sound, making her feel relaxed.
Jiang Yuebai held the wooden box tightly and couldn't help but ask, "Buddha, if he is alive, can he come back?"
Wuchen turned his rosary and said quietly, "All dharmas arise due to causes and conditions, all dharmas cease due to causes and conditions, and dharmas arise and cease due to causes and conditions. The Buddha said that they are all empty."
"Is it empty?" Jiang Yuebai smiled bitterly, "If everything is really empty, why is there reincarnation in the underworld? Are all the reincarnation experiences in the world all empty?"
Wuchen paused while turning the rosary beads, then raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuebai, "Donor, is there any obsession that is hard to let go of?"
Jiang Yuebai's head was stabbed, and he smiled and said: "Not really, it's just that I have recently comprehended the four seasons, and thought about reincarnation from the four seasons, and wondered about life and death from the perspective of reincarnation?"
"I want to know whether people can be resurrected after death. What is the so-called reincarnation in the underworld? How does the soul reincarnate after death? How can the soul be reincarnated if the soul is incomplete? If half dead, can part of the soul be recovered after going to the underworld? If you can’t catch up, you’ll have half left…”
"Cough cough cough!"
Wuchen coughed, interrupted Jiang Yuebai, and took out a scripture from his sleeve.
"If the donor is interested in Buddhism, this "Reincarnation Sutra" may be helpful to the donor."
Jiang Yuebai accepted the scriptures respectfully, and as the bells rang outside, Wuchen politely thanked the guests and left first.
Jiang Yuebai took the scripture and sighed, then went outside to find Nian Kong.
He had already changed into the monk's robes of the Vajra Platform, and like a young novice, he kept telling Jiang Yuebai about the new things he saw at the Vajra Platform.
Judging from his performance, he really likes it here.
Jiang Yuebai left him the Qi-blood pills and bone-forging pills needed to practice the "Nine Transformations of the Golden Body". He could practice them whenever he could during the trip, which was enough for him for three years.
Parting was imminent, Nian Kong's mind was clear and he didn't feel too reluctant to leave, and even comforted Jiang Yuebai.
"If sister Yuebai misses me, come and see me."
Jiang Yuebai didn't respond, just smiled and touched Nian Kong's head, turned around and left.
After walking out of the Vajra Platform, Jiang Yuebai saw Xie Jingshan from a distance following a fat monk carrying spiritual vegetables up the stairs.
The fat monk was only in the Qi training stage. He was panting and sweating profusely. Xie Jingshan was still making noises in his ears.
"...I'm really curious. You monks don't eat meat. How come you get so fat after eating green vegetables and tofu every day? We Taoist practitioners often eat the meat of monsters and beasts, but we have never eaten like you..."
The fat monk couldn't laugh or cry, and he couldn't afford to offend Xie Jingshan, a golden elixir monk, so he could only hurry up the stairs.
"Xie Jingshan!"
Jiang Yuebai called him from afar, and Xie Jingshan let the monk go and walked towards Jiang Yuebai.
The monk disappeared as if he had been granted amnesty.
"In this important place of Buddhism, can you please speak openly?"
Xie Jingshan looked at the direction in which the fat monk disappeared, "I'm really just curious. Have you finished your work?"
Jiang Yuebai nodded, "Where are Yunshang and Ge Yuchan?"
"They went to the ancient Canglang City in the south to slay the demon wolf king with several Vajra Stage monks in the foundation-building stage. I heard that a lot of the cattle and sheep of the nearby herdsmen were eaten, and they have started to eat people recently."
As Xie Jingshan was talking, a beam of light from a flying sword came from the south, and was caught by Jiang Yuebai. After seeing it, his expression changed slightly.
"What's wrong?" Xie Jingshan asked.
Jiang Yuebai gave him the Flying Sword, "Yun Shang and Ge Yuchan were chasing the Demon Wolf King and found something in the snowy mountains to the west of the ancient city. Let's go over and have a look. Let's go!"
