Sacrifice

It's a day, the sky is bright and the air is clear, the wind is breezy... What a ghost! !

Early in the morning, the sky above the head was cloudy as if it was going to rain, the clouds were so thick that no sunlight could be seen, and the cool breeze was blowing, making people chilly.

Bo Ye always felt a bad premonition, when he pushed the door out, he hesitated again and again, then backed away.

In the room, he rummaged through the package, gritted his teeth for the last time, and put on all the equipment in the package.

In addition to holding the Zen stick in his hand, which is too conspicuous and useless, he put on three Dingguo and one Jingshi coat, and at the same time took off the Dingguo hat with great regret - such a big bamboo hat, it is too conspicuous to wear on the head .

Putting his hands together, Bo Ye twisted his fingers, smashed his mouth, and reluctantly took off the two 445 rings. After rubbing them for a long time, he reluctantly put them back. After checking that it was absolutely impossible to find any problems on the appearance, He felt it for a while, and then let out a sigh of relief.

——Although he only wears half of the equipment, his spiritual power recovery speed and defense have achieved a qualitative leap.

Putting on the equipment, Boye picked up the yellow black robe next to him. This was sent by Puhua this morning. It is the standard monk's robe worn by every Zen master who goes to the altar to teach the Dharma. Fortunately, the black robe is made relatively wide. It doesn't show at all on the outside.

After putting on the yellow black robe and the red cassock inlaid with gold thread and embroidered with gossip symbols, Bo Ye waved his hand, and a mirror of water appeared in front of him.

He looked at the little monk in the mirror...or he can no longer be called a little monk. After the new year, he was already 13 years old, and the brows began to grow gradually, and a pointed chin appeared on his round face. He has grown a lot taller, although...ahem, although he is still not as tall as Teng Xiaohong.

Wearing a yellow robe, a red cassock, and white stockings, Bo Ye walked around and found that the two ornaments tied around his waist did not show signs of delivery. Accessories are always okay~

This is not a game, only one accessory can be hung at a time =V=

After checking that there were no loopholes, Boye finally put on the prayer beads that Fajing gave him, straightened his face, and started to go out.

As soon as her hand reached the door, there was a plop, and Teng Xiaohong pushed the door first and rushed in.

He threw himself on Pu Ye and successfully killed his little master again.

"..." Bo Ye tilted his head straight from boredom, and he said angrily, "What are you doing so early in the morning? Let go of me quickly, the time is coming!"

Teng Xiaohong reluctantly touched the little master's smooth head again, "Master, can you take me with you when you go up to teach the Fa today?"

Pu Ye was taken aback, "Take you? Why take you?"

Teng Xiaohong held Puye's hand, just about to act like a baby, but then remembered that Puye once said that acting like a baby doesn't look good when she grows up, so she started to smile hard.

He smiled, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes inadvertently raised up slightly, with endless hope and anticipation in his eyes, the thin pink lip line was tightly pressed together, with a trace of fragility, and the long eyelashes blinked Yes, Teng Xiaohong adjusted her posture unobtrusively, turned her face slightly, revealing her slender and fair neck, and at the same time said in a slightly hoarse, soft and lonely tone as when a goose feather was falling, "Master opened the altar, sit In the following...Xiaohong always feels lonely."

"Xiaohong just wants to be with her master all the time."

"No matter the scenery or the difficulty."

"Please master...don't chase Xiaohong away..."

After the words were spoken, there was still a slight tremolo, which made people's hearts melt after hearing it.

It's a pity that Bodhisattva is not included in this list.

The first time Puye saw Teng Xiaohong's appearance, he was really amazed. At that time, he didn't remember what Teng Xiaohong said, so he agreed directly.

After all, after staying in the monk's temple for so long, I suddenly saw such an amazing... ahem, even a man is enough to seductive.

But Teng Xiaohong smiled at him like this every day. After a long time, Pu Ye's immunity improved rapidly, and now he can completely ignore Teng Xiaohong's temptation.

Bo Ye frowned. The podium was about ten square meters, and he was the only one sitting on the high platform. The other Zen masters didn't bring anyone with them. He alone needed someone to follow him when he came to the stage?

Originally, many monks in the monastery had doubts about him. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if he brought someone to the altar to teach the Dharma?

Teng Xiaohong saw that Boye frowned, and immediately changed to other explanations, "Master, master, why don't you let Xiaohong follow with her body, today there is a bad wind outside, and I always feel a bad premonition."

Bo Ye thought for a while, and his brows relaxed, "It's ok, but I've wronged you."

"Don't be wronged, don't be wronged!!" Teng Xiaohong proudly rubbed Pu Ye's smooth head, "As long as you can follow the master, you can become anything?"

"Oh, then you should turn into a futon." The corners of Boye's mouth raised slightly, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, but there was a bit of agility unique to young people, "Don't you want to follow me? If you turn into a futon, you will leave." I am recently!"

When saying this, Pu Ye raised his chin slightly, his black eyes narrowed, and he smiled like a little fox.

Teng Xiaohong stared blankly at such a master, her heart beating non-stop.

He murmured, "That's enough..."

After a few seconds, Teng Xiaohong came back to his senses. He fixedly looked at the inexplicable bodhisattva, suddenly showed a bright smile, and then twisted his body, and a futon made of red vines appeared on the ground.

Pu Ye was stunned, unable to laugh or cry, "You are really a futon!!"

"Change back quickly, just to tease you." He stretched out his hand to pick up the futon, "You can change back to your body and stay in the purple gold bowl, and you won't be discovered if you don't mess around."

Unexpectedly, the surface of the Teng Xiaohong brand futon flashed with brilliance and disappeared.

Pu Ye frowned, and as soon as he left the door, he saw Xiangruo hurriedly walking this way from afar, "Uncle? Are you ready? All the uncles, masters, masters and disciples have entered the arena one after another!"

Pu Ye paused, and did not see Teng Xiaohong around, so he had no choice but to follow Xiangruo and leave the Prajna Hall.

There were no empty seats in the Proving Taoist Academy, and it seemed that everyone was very interested in Boye's teachings, or more people wanted to see what Boye could do, so that he could make an eminent monk of the Dharma generation accept him as a disciple.

When the bodhisattva appeared in the field, all the monks stood up. On the day of the lecture, the lecturer is the teacher, and everyone must greet him with courtesy to show respect.

The bodhisattva clasped his hands together and proclaimed Amitabha.

Then he walked slowly towards the podium.

The podium is located in the open space in front of the main hall of the Taoist Temple. The height of the platform is five meters from the ground, and the surrounding area is open. The first row of futons is more than ten meters away.

The clouds above the head were pressing down heavily, as if they were about to fall, and the wind howled.

There are tranquil incense burners placed at the four corners of the pulpit, and the sandalwood is dissipated in the air, and the smoke is hazy. There is a red futon in the center of the pulpit, which is Teng Xiaohong who ran to nowhere just now.

After Bo Ye stepped onto the podium, he paused, the corners of his mouth twitching, this Teng Xiaohong ran rather fast.

At this point, it was not easy for him to throw Xiaohong down, so he walked slowly to the futon and sat down with his usual expression.

——Aw~ so warm! !

Bo Ye's face changed slightly, the futon under his buttocks exuded a trace of heat, perhaps it was his illusion, as if a layer of faint red smoke enveloped him, tightly protecting him.

He unconsciously moved his buttocks, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop picking up.

In front of the futon is a moyu wooden fish and a purple gold bowl.

There is some clear water in the purple gold bowl, you can use some when you are thirsty, Moyu wooden fish...

Pu Ye smiled slightly, his eyes drooping, he slowly reached out, picked up the small hammer, ding——!

The crisp sound was not loud, but it rang in the ears of every monk like a bell, and some disciples couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Such skill... Well, at least the strength is not bad.

——Can the strength be bad?With Xiaohong helping her under her buttocks, Bo Ye doesn't need any effort =v=

He raised his eyes and looked at the many disciples under the altar, Xiangruo et al who were a little further away, Bohua who was farther away, and Zen master Faru who opened the altar first, seemed to be smiling at him too.

Farther and farther away, he seemed to see Hui Fei and other old monks in Tallinn smiling excitedly at him.

He took a deep breath, and said loudly, "Disciple Boye, today I will open an altar to teach the Dharma."

Bodhisattva opened his mouth and went straight to the topic.

"My generation's disciples devote themselves to practicing Buddhism. Although they occasionally gain something, most of them are anxious all day long. They practice meditation every day, but in the end it is empty. Therefore, after a certain stage of practice, most of the disciples will enter the mortal world and save the world. Realize the compassionate heart, make the supreme ambition, save all living beings with great perseverance, great wisdom, and great determination, and save all peoples from suffering."

"People in the world are so ignorant, they are often tempted by demons and demons. The Buddha has vajra eyes. My generation of monks often use thunder and anger to get rid of monsters and monsters, and restore the world's peace. In the past, the Bodhisattva traveled around with the master, but discovered a phenomenon."

"For example, people are not sages, who can be innocent? Demons are also divided into good and evil. Some strange people are slandered as demons and heretics just because they are not understood by the world. These strange people are often misunderstood because of their temperament. , is really regrettable.”

"Boye was young and had never read the scriptures thoroughly, but first understood the fickleness of the world. What is good and evil? What is right and wrong? It only depends on the human heart!"

"Amitabha!!" The disciples in the audience heard the beauty and chanted the Buddha's name in unison.

Under the stage, Puhua smiled slightly, full of complacency. If these words came from the mouth of Xiangruo and others, it would be normal, but at this moment, a 13-year-old young monk realizes it. It is really deeply rooted in wisdom and makes people happy.

The Zen master Faru who was sitting on the side also nodded with a smile. He transmitted the sound to Bohua, "Although that guy Fajing is a bit dirty, he is also ingenious in teaching Boye in this way."

Faru's disciple, the first Bodhisattva of Yaowangyuan, laughed and said, "Before, Master was worried that Junior Puye would lose his composure on stage, but now it seems that Master is overwhelmed, and Junior does not seem to be stage-frightened at all."

Faru snorted coldly, "Fajing, when did you get scared?!"

Puhua smiled and nodded, but she had no choice but to think in her heart, who ran to him in the middle of the night before, and made a cassock by herself so that Puye would not be frightened when he taught the Dharma? !

On the stage, Pu Ye's speech continued.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, we should not assume evil, but always treat them with compassion, tolerance, and tolerance, and let those who can go astray be thrown into the sea of ​​suffering."

Boye talked eloquently, going around a big circle, first talking about saving people and being a saint, and then returning to the spells that he is talking about today.

"However, our disciples have different cultivation bases. Even if our minds are like an ocean, if our cultivation bases are not enough to save people from evil and do good, what should we do?"

"That's why my disciples have been thinking hard for many years, and finally realized a wonderful method. From this wonderful method, all disciples should be able to calmly persuade them without any worries."

As soon as these words came out, many disciples were in a commotion.

Everyone understands what Bo Ye said before, but he went out to eliminate evil, but he was killed because of his lack of strength. Now Bo Ye said that he has a method. After learning this method, he will have no worries?Why didn't this surprise the disciples?

Even the four Zen masters of the Fazi generation looked at each other, not knowing what the Boye was selling.

"This method is called Spirit Mountain Rain."

"It is said that the Lingshan Mountain in the Western Heaven is the place where the Buddha practiced latently. The Lingshan Mountain was originally owned by a one-day demon. When he saw the Buddha, he turned thousands of flowers and hid it.

"Then the Buddha wanted to leave, and that day the devil said, 'Isn't this place beautiful?'"

"The Buddha said: 'What is beauty? Stay because of beauty, true? False?'"

"Heavenly Demon Enlightened, I beg Buddha to stay here. Buddha sighed at this demon, then raised his hand, pointed to the sky, and the clear rain fell. The demon's heart was enlightened, and it turned into countless purple bamboos, which suddenly formed a forest, and finally became the Buddha's dojo."

"That's why this method is to overcome the existence of all obsessed people, things, and beings."

"That is to rain on Lingshan."