Sunlight shines into the Sutra Pavilion through the paper window sash, and dust particles float in the sun, forming a beam of light.

Xu Xian was sitting on the wooden floor of the attic, surrounded by piles of scriptures.

The scent of ink from the books and the decaying smell from the wooden attic surrounded him, but he just sat there. It was as if he had forgotten the test Fahai had given him.

It is not impossible to memorize so many scriptures in three days. If Pan Yu were here, it probably wouldn't take three days, because not only does she have a photographic memory, but she is also well-read. She has probably read all of these scriptures once.

, at most it’s just one more confirmation.

But Xu Xian cannot do this. His photographic memory is the result of acquired practice. It is not the kind of memory that understands, but relies entirely on rote memorization. The stored information is not unlimited, and he can easily memorize it.

Next book, but if there are ten books, it will be very difficult, if there are fifty books, it will be almost impossible.

He spent a whole day and only memorized twenty books. But if he wanted to go further, the things he had memorized before would be quickly forgotten, and now he was at the end of his rope.

Fahai looked at Xu Xian from the purple golden bowl, frowned, and then smiled slightly. He should give such an unruly boy a slap in the face. When he admits his failure and asks for approval, then he, as a master, should

It's the only one that tastes good.

Suddenly I saw Xu Xian in the golden bowl making a strange posture, crossing his legs as if he was meditating, and stroking his head with both hands.

Five hearts in the air? Not like that.

Seven-branch sitting method? Not really.

Even with his thousands of years of knowledge, he didn't know what kind of sitting method it was, but he didn't know that the creation of this sitting method was passed down by a senior monk named Yixiu Brother. It is said that it can increase intelligence by hundreds of points.

Xu Xian's legs were numb from meditating. He probably finished watching an episode of "A Smart Day" and couldn't think of any solution. He stretched out his limbs and fell to the ground, hitting the mountain of books next to him. He was buried with a "crash" sound.

Got in.

A set of hardcover "Diamond Sutra" hit his chest, making him groan, and he quickly sat up and rubbed it. He suddenly felt a hard object, took it out and saw that it was the small merit card.

After one incident, many things happened, and he put this little thing behind his mind.

I took it out today and saw that there were tens of thousands of merits on it. Xu Xian was so happy that he had forgotten this thing. This is the Aladdin magic lamp made by Taozu himself!

Xu Xian casually took out an "Agama Sutra" from the pile of books, holding the sutra in one hand and a card in the other. He said silently: "Sir, please help me memorize this book."

Jade Pai showed no response.

Xu Xian thought to himself, could it be that my ancestor was unhappy when he saw that I wanted to join Buddhism and refused to help me.

So he preached and explained the jade tablet for an hour, focusing on how he was "in the Buddhist camp and his heart is on the road" and how he hated being a monk. But the jade tablet still didn't respond at all.

Xu Xian was puzzled, because Yu Xuanji didn't want him to use the merit card without any trouble, so he only gave a general explanation and did not introduce the use of the merit card in detail, which was why Xu Xian was in a dilemma at the moment.

Xu Xian couldn't help but sigh: Hey, people just use whatever magic weapon they get, without even using the instruction manual. But when it comes to himself, no matter how hard he racks his brain, he can't figure out what this legendary magic weapon made for Tao Ancestor is.

How to use it. Just like when I first started to use computers as a child, I couldn't do anything except turn it on.

By the way, computers, programs.

An idea flashed in Xu Xian's mind, and he felt as if he had grasped something. He stood up and turned around twice. Yes, it was the program. It was as if he had no power but no way to use it. The merit in this merit card was also a kind of

Power, I just haven't found a way to use it.

In the Zen room, the abbot leaned in front of the golden bowl and took a few glances. He praised Fahai: "Master, it's really a good idea. If we can keep this great poet in our Lingyin Temple to become a monk, I don't know how it will cause a sensation in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. When the time comes,

pilgrim……"

Fahai said displeased: "Elder Yuankong, we are all monks. How can we be so concerned about fame and fortune? Isn't Buddhism more important than pilgrims?"

The abbot smiled, and his smile was less philistine and more serious. He clasped his hands together and asked: "Master, what is the use of Buddhism?" This eminent monk who understood the meaning of the scriptures suddenly asked this question, and Fa Hai was stunned.

I was stunned.

But he immediately replied: "Achieve Bodhi and save the world."

The abbot smiled and said: "Master's Dharma is to realize Bodhi, and Lao Na's Dharma is to save the world."

Fahai frowned greatly, "What a loud tone!"

The abbot said: "When I took over as the abbot of Lingyin Temple, there were only ten or twenty people here. The previous dynasty was in turmoil and it was dilapidated. It took decades of building buildings and pavilions to get what it is today."

Fahai wondered why the monk suddenly showed off his merit.

The abbot continued: "Although I don't have the unparalleled magical power of a mage, I often think about how to save people. It wasn't until I took over as the abbot of Lingyin Temple that I realized that saving people cannot be accomplished by one person.

, that’s why I, the Buddha, want to incarnate into billions. These billions refer to you and me, and they are also many ordinary monks. If there are monks, there must be a temple. And the more gorgeous the temple hall is, the bigger the Buddha statue is, the more believers there are.

Only in this way can we spread the Dharma of my Buddha!"

"It's not that I, the Buddha, loves the golden body, it's the people of the world who love the body of gold. It's not that the monks love money, it's the people of the world that love money."

Fahai put his hands together and said: "Buddha's Dharma is bright and upright, how can you succumb to fools?"

The abbot smiled and said: "The Xu Xian whom the Master passed away is a person with wisdom roots, and he may become a Buddha one day. But among all living beings, how many Xu Xian there are? Shouldn't we just ignore those who don't have wisdom roots? We can only bend down and lead them.

By guiding them, even if they can't make them aware, they can still make them do good."

Fahai pondered for a while, bowed and said: "Master Yuankong's ambition is beyond the reach of a foolish monk." He has always followed the Qing cultivation route of "there are no years in the mountains".

.When I met Elder Yuankong, an ordinary monk, I felt a little conceited in my heart, and when I saw his greed for money, I felt even more contemptuous. Now I know that I am a "Hinayana" and the other person is a "Mahayana". I finally understand why Yuan Kong

Kong was not surprised when he saw his own methods. It turned out that the other party was proud enough.

Buddhism was founded in foreign countries, but developed in China. When it was at its weakest, its disciples were even more severely affected. And one of the biggest turning points was the emergence of Mahayana Buddhism. Compared with the so-called "Theravada" that emphasized self-realization before,

Mahayana Buddhism, which can save all sentient beings, is undoubtedly more suitable for preaching, so it has developed extremely rapidly.

And those who play a role in this are countless monks like Elder Yuankong. Although Buddhism is the most perfect and beautiful, the development of the sect requires talents and financial resources. Whether Elder Yuankong really loves money or pretends to love money, this

Nothing will change at all.

The abbot hurriedly returned the greeting and said: "It's just that if we don't have Master's extraordinary means to defeat demons and protect our Dharma, no matter how many people like me there are, it will be in vain. If we can accept this layman Xu as a disciple this time, it will be a great help to our Lingyin Temple."

It will really be of great benefit to me to spread the light of Buddhism."

Fahai frowned and said, "I hope so!"

Xu Xian was very happy in the golden bowl, as if he had found some effective method.

Xu Xian understood the use of the merit card. Although the power of merit is there, it is impossible to respond to requests that are too complex. It is like a computer program that requires input of correct instructions to be executed. If it is a computer

Instructions that cannot be recognized at all mean that no matter how many times they are given, it will be in vain.

The wish that Xu Xian wants to fulfill is to "memorize these books." The information contained in it is too complicated. Endorsement itself is an active thing. That is something that only intelligent life can understand, even using a computer requires someone to do it.

Copying and pasting is not. And this world obviously does not have anything as magical as a tool spirit.

Xu Xian tried another way, holding a scripture and silently making a wish: "Let this book float." Sure enough, he saw a clear light emitting from the merit card, and then the scripture in his hand floated in the air. Obviously, this

It is a wish that can be understood by the Merit Card. Xu Xian said in his heart, "Stop", and the Agama Sutra fell down.

Yes, that's it, simple and clear wishes can be fulfilled. Looking at the merit card, it turns out that there is a little merit missing. This is probably the minimum deduction limit.

Xu Xian was very happy in his heart, and silently made a wish again to make his wisdom heart clear. Another green light emerged and flowed into Xu Xian's body. Xu Xian felt a chill on his forehead, and everything around him became sharper than ever before, and his eyes widened.

One glance at the bookshelf, just one glance, and I immediately came up with a number in my mind, four hundred and fifty-eight. It was exactly the number of scriptures.

Looking at the numbers on the merit card, they were changing and decreasing bit by bit. Although it was very slow, it was very firm. With a clear head, he immediately understood that this should be a state, in which his mind seemed to be more flexible.

Quite a bit. After all, it is not impossible to turn an ordinary person into a genius all of a sudden, but obviously the information contained in it is too complicated. The merit cards are difficult to understand. Instead, it is replaced by this short-term use of the power of merit to clear the mind.

.

Xu Xian knew that time was not waiting for him, so he quickly picked up a scripture and read it. As expected, he did not feel any difficulty. When he recalled it, it was as clear as a photocopy.

Fa Hai frowned, but he had no choice. No practitioner could accuse him of cheating by using Xu Xian's merits, because it is perfectly legitimate for practitioners to accumulate merits to reduce heavenly tribulations, and it is a concept.

A practitioner is just like his eyes and arms, they are one and the same. Who can say that reading with eyes is wrong?

Fa Hai sighed: "Only Taoist ancestor Xuan Miao has such a method." With a wave of his hand, the image on the golden bowl disappeared and returned to its original appearance.

Not long after, Xu Xian memorized all the scriptures and stopped consuming merit. He immediately felt the room darken. Although he knew it was just an illusion, he still couldn't help but sigh. The feeling of being a genius was so wonderful. Look again

Only a few dozen points of public morality have been consumed. Well, this method is called "wisdom of mind". If you learn to fight and activate this state in the future, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

When I recall the scriptures again, although it is not as clear as in the previous state, I can still do it word for word.

Hahaha, laughed three times, and was about to push the door open, when he turned around and saw the books all over the floor, he turned around and was about to put the books back where they were. He lowered his head to pick up a book, only to see a light blue dress. He looked up
Chapter completed!