Red Heart Survey

Chapter 1251

The Hanging Temple belongs to the territory.

Still on that nameless hill, the bitter old monk sitting cross-legged on the top of the hill, scratching his feet, asked in a nonchalant manner: "Is Linzi fun?"

Not far away, Monk Jingli was sitting on a clean stone slab, with lingering fear on his face: "Linzi is so scary."

"Without Master's company, you really can't protect yourself... After all, you are young." Kujue sighed, and then sneered again: "Which old thing can't bully you? Why is it terrible? Tell me about it?"

Monk Jingli pursed his lips and said, "A group of women touched me."

"Hehe, what is this?" Ku Jue had just uttered this dismissive sentence before he really realized what the apprentice said.

He suddenly stopped laughing.

The backhand was just a slap on Monk Jingli's bald head, leaving five muddy fingerprints: "Little brat, what a fool!?"

The more he thought about it, the more angry he got up, and rolled up his sleeves: "Two heartless bastards! Your master is drinking white porridge here, and you are drinking flower wine in Linzi!"

Jingli put her head in her hands, but asked blankly: "What is drinking flower wine?"

"You're still showing off to me!" Kujue was about to explode in anger, jumping high on the spot: "If I don't teach you a lesson today, you don't know what respecting the old is..."

He suddenly put on a smile, touched the shiny forehead of Monk Jingli, and his tone became very gentle: "Respecting the old and loving the young is also a kind of compassion. We monks, walking in the world, want to go Be worthy of the sky, be worthy of the earth, be worthy of the Buddha in your heart, and be worthy of all living beings. Have you realized it?"

Monk Jingli blinked ignorantly, and his long eyelashes covered his innocent eyes: "I don't understand very well."

"It doesn't matter." Ku Jue smiled gently, appearing very patient: "Master, I will tell you slowly...cough!"

He coughed lightly: "Why do some people have time today, come to my Three Treasures Mountain?"

A black-clothed monk with a serious face came slowly from a distance. Although the steps were slow, the span of each step was very large, and he came to the front in a few steps.

"Didn't you say last time that this place was renamed Lingshan?" He frowned and asked.

"It's changed again, Master Kudi!" Monk Jingli replied obediently from the side: "It's called Sanbao Mountain now!"

For this simple and clean little monk, Kudi still liked it very much, so he rarely had the leisure to ask: "I see that this mountain is bare, with neither treasure nor blessing. I don't know where to start with the Three Jewels? "

He was actually testing this very spiritual nephew.

Buddhism regards the Buddha, the Dharma, and the Sangha as the three treasures, which are the Buddha, the Buddhist principles, and the monks who inherit the Buddhist principles.

This is something that novice monks know.

But specific to every practitioner himself, there is also a different understanding of the Three Jewels. The Three Jewels can be outside the body or in the heart.

There are tens of thousands of Buddhas, all of which are different.

He is also quite curious about what the three treasures are in the heart of this little nephew who "comes out of the mud but not stained".

Hearing the uncle's question, Monk Jingli looked proud and said loudly: "Knowledge of suffering! Experience of suffering! Wisdom of suffering! This is the Triple Treasure of my Buddhist sect! That's why this mountain got its name!"

Kudi only felt a burst of blackness in front of his eyes, and he felt like he was about to faint.

He almost had a stoma, trying to yell at Kujue.

What a mistake!

What a simple little monk, what has he taught all day long!

But finally held back.

It's not because he's afraid of ostomy karma that he's holding back. He's no longer sticking to precepts when he's practiced to his level, it's just that he can't be scolded.

He took a deep breath, good good good good.

"Kujue." He looked away from Jingli and landed on Kujue: "What have you been up to lately? Abbot lectures, you have been absent three times."

Kujue glanced at him: "He is willing to talk, but you can listen to it? I am teaching my apprentice! Didn't you hear it just now? How did you manage the Guanshiyuan Temple when you are so deaf? You are so old, old and deaf. , it’s better not to do it, I’ll recommend someone to you!”

He is like a pearl and arrow, and it is a meal to cover his head and face.

"Who do you think is suitable?" Kudi asked angrily.

Ku Jue had an expression of "you really don't have eyes", and patted his chest vigorously: "Looking at this Xuankong Temple up and down, who can be a great leader, but me!"

The Truth of Suffering really wants to slap myself. Really, it’s been so long, don’t you know what the virtue of suffering is?

If you talk to him, isn't it just asking for trouble?

"Speaking of old eyesight, you are older than me!" He said coldly.

"Well, I can't joke anymore, can't I? Look at your wrinkled old face, like an old tree bark. It's really boring." Kujue smiled wearily: "Then I will seriously recommend another one for you." ?”

"Forget it!" Kudi said with a straight face.

Kujue clapped his hands and said with a smile, "What do you think of the purification ceremony?"

Ku Truth wondered if he had said the wrong thing, did he say "can" instead of "free"?

While he was in a daze, Kujue had already pulled the purification ceremony over: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Come, kneel down and kowtow to your uncle Kudi, and just take over his mantle and take on his responsibility today. Let him concentrate on his cultivation, and he will be blissful early!"

Truth of Suffering: ...

The little monk Jingli looked embarrassed: "Ah? Master, is it too early now? I think I am still young, and I still need to hone my skills for a few years..."

Bitter Truth:! ! !

What, you two are pushing and pulling!

At this point in the topic, he had completely forgotten that he was here to teach Kujue a lesson, and he came here specially to warn him not to miss the Fa conference next time.

Good guy, after chatting for a while, I almost lost the first seat of Guanshiyuan!

"Okay, I won't bother you." He simply flicked his sleeves: "I still have something to do, let's go first!"

"Sit no longer?" The old monk Kujue asked with a smile.

Kudi looked around...

Do you have a place to sit here? !

"You are very polite."

He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something again, stopped and said: "I remember you said that you had a new disciple with a peerless appearance?"

The old monk felt embarrassed, and said vaguely: "The big difference is the same."

Then he glared at Kudi: "What's wrong?"

What's wrong with this one, but it happens to be extremely imposing and confident.

"Is it Jiang Wang?" Ku Di asked again.

Isn't that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted? This is short-sighted!

Kujue glared angrily: "If you fart, let it go, if you don't fart, go away!"

For so many years, Kudi didn't care about him, he just said: "The Guanshiyuan just got the news that this man named Jiang Wang seems to be colluding with the demons. Jingguo Tianjiao Zhao Xuanyang has already set off to hunt him down personally. It's not me If you want to talk about you, don't bother anyone..."

The information of the Guanshiyuan is also worth mentioning. Jingguo has just announced it, and Xuankong Temple has already learned about it.

But his "reminder" and "lesson" are destined to be fruitless.

Halfway through the speech, Kujue had already bumped into him: "What!?"

This guy shouted: "You old bald donkey, you have no good intentions, my good disciple is in trouble, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"