Xu Muling looked at the three girls with devout eyes and suddenly thought of an old monk she met when she went up the mountain in the cold night, under the hazy moon.

The old monk held a broom, with ginkgo leaves and Yuehui stuck to it. He sighed at Xu Muling and said, "Child, do you know that there are only three or five people like you who go up the mountain every year. Among the three or five people, all of them are men. Every time a woman climbs the mountain, most of them are people from yours."

The old monk murmured to himself, walking into the temple and said, "There are fools in the temple, and the temple is full of madmen. He always wants to go up the mountain. Who knows that going down the mountain is the way out."

Xu Muling was confused when she heard this. Now she understood a little, but she was not that clear. She only knew that there must be three more girls who would go up the mountain this year. This is a rare thing in a century!

Finally, before dusk, everyone reached the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was a wide square, covered with stone slabs, and at the end was a passage sandwiched by the peak. On one side of the mountain, there was a carved lifelike giant Buddha standing among the rocks.

Xiao Yurou went up the mountain, and with her last bit of strength, she looked up at the giant Buddha, and fell into Bai Shu's arms.

Jie Ziyu also sat on the ground with her knees in her arms, unable to even stretch her legs. Only Yuan Youqing was a little better, but she was obviously a little exhausted.

"This is the Buddha of Chenghu Temple. You can worship as long as you see it." Xu Muling's words seemed to have magic power. Xiao Yurou leaned against Bai Shu for a while. When she heard this, she stood up and knelt on the ground, closed her eyes, folded her hands, and knelt down devoutly.

The same was true for Jie Ziyu and Yuan Youqing. Bai Shu smiled helplessly and waited for the three of them to worship Buddha for a while before Bai Shu took Xingyun and held Xiao Yurou on his back.

Yuan Youqing could still walk by herself and walked straight inside. Only Jie Ziyu gritted his teeth and took steps, but he couldn't walk any step.

Seeing this scene, Hu Jiuzhang took several deep breaths, rushed up with a red face, and without saying a word, he carried Jie Ziyu on his back.

Someone suddenly spoke in the crowd, shouting sarcastically, making the two more shy.

Bai Shu didn't say a word, and he was in no mood to joke with Jie Ziyu and Hu Jiuzhang. Bai Shu carried Xiao Yurou on her back because the two of them were in the same vein and classmates. In addition, Bai Shu looked much more mature than Xiao Yurou, so no one joked about them.

But Jie Ziyu and Hu Jiuzhang are different. They go up the mountain in the same year, one in Tianji Palace and the other in Tianquan Palace. They are both thin-skinned people. Only when such people are joking is interesting.

"Don't do stupid things next time!" Bai Shu could feel Xiao Yurou's slightly trembling body on her back.

Xiao Yurou said softly: "It's rare to do a few stupid things in her life. If you want to do it, do it quickly. If you are so squeamish, you will end up with regrets for life. What should I do?"

Bai Shu was speechless by Xiao Yurou because everything she said made sense, and Bai Shu was hard to refute, and could not refute it.

Bai Shu wanted to say something comforting, but Kong opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

When they walked to the ancient Buddha, everyone noticed that there were two monks at the feet of the Buddha, one of whom was kneeling in front of the Buddha, bare-armed.

Another middle-aged monk, holding a ring stick, kept beating the monk who was kneeling on the ground.

The man kneeled on his head and had nine ring scars on his head, which looked extremely eye-catching.

When the middle-aged monk saw Bai Shu and others, he still kept his stick and scolded him: "You can remember the rules and regulations one by one!"

The sweat and blood flowed together on the beheaded monk, but he was speechless.

Bai Shu didn't look much. Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Yurou suddenly asked, "Master, why are you hitting him?"

The monk finally took the stick and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am good at teaching bad disciples and treating them inappropriately. Don't blame me if you don't blame me."

Xiao Yurou asked strangely: "What precepts did he break?"

No wonder Xiao Yurou asked this question: The burning of the ring scars when taking the ordination is also called "burning incense scars". The number of burning incense scars is generally one, two, three, six, nine, and twelve. The more the stalk scars, the higher the monk's cultivation level. The young monk has nine stalk scars on his head, and three more, he can achieve great success. At this time, how dare he break the precepts!

Shanneng glanced at Xiao Yurou and explained: "Yueli violated the precept of sex, and it is difficult to maintain the precept of sex, and his heart is far away from the Buddha." After hearing the great monk's words, everyone realized that the man's name was Yueli.

Xiao Yurou said in confusion: "Does it be necessary to abandon lust when looking for Buddha? Can't Buddha and love be possessed at the same time?"

Shanneng sang the Buddha's name and slowly said: "The nature of dependent origination is empty, the nature of color is impermanence, lust is small love, only cultivate oneself, compassion is great love, and save all sentient beings."

Xiao Yurou was still puzzled and wanted to ask again, but Bai Shu interrupted her and said, "If you continue to talk to the monk, you will not be able to explain it clearly for three days and three nights. He has his beliefs, and you have your ideas. No matter how much you say, it will be useless."

Shanneng nodded and said, "The donor can see thoroughly, but even if Yueli cuts off the Buddha's heart, I will try it and pass him out of the sea of ​​suffering."

Bai Shu was impatient and said, "Why don't you let him go down the mountain? Let him go with him, let him enter the world to practice and experience the sufferings and evils in the world. After many years, you should look at him. If his decision is correct today, he will definitely have no regrets and will not let him go down the mountain for a vain."

Bai Shuyi said sternly: "If he made a wrong decision today, no matter ten or a hundred years, there will always be a day of remorse. If he goes up the mountain again that day, wouldn't his Buddhist cultivation be greatly increased and his heart towards Buddha becomes extremely pure."

Bai Shu's words were all perfunctory. The more you stopped him and refused to do some things, he would think crazy. Only by experiencing them personally can people grow up. What's more, if they hadn't been scarred after experiencing the world, who would have gone to the ancient Buddha of Qinglantern!

This monk Shanneng was not stupid. He quickly refused and said, "This is not possible. According to the donor, after a few decades, he may have forgotten everything in such a long time."

Bai Shu smiled and said, "There is a Buddha in his heart. Even after a thousand years, he can still remember it. If there is no Buddha in his heart, he will worship him every day, and he will still be just an empty bag and has no meaning."

The monk wanted to say something else, and Bai Shu waved his hand and interrupted him, "That's all, let's go to the temple first."

Bai Shu knew that he had a dispute with the monk, and there was no result for three days and three nights. He didn't like to speak with his mouth, and he liked those who spoke with his fists.

If Bai Shu was the Age today, and with one sword, he would cut off the ancient Buddha's head, who would dare to tell him a Buddhist Dharma?

Only the weak like to debate.

Bai Shu walked slowly inside, Xiao Yurou lay on Bai Shu's back, twisting her head hard to see Yueli kneeling at the feet of the Buddha.

Yueli lowered her head and did not dare to look up at the Buddha statue.

Suddenly, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old ran up from the stone path. She was gasping for breath, her hair was gone, and she lost one of her shoes, looking extremely embarrassed.

As soon as she came up, she headed straight for Yueli.

Xiao Yurou asked Bai Shu to stop, and they looked back at the little girl together.

The little girl arrived next to Yueli, her eyes were red, and she was about to pull Yueli's arm, but Yueli hid in a flash.

At this time, a middle-aged man chased him on the stone path behind him. He was holding shoes in one hand and bamboo hat in the other.

He walked forward and said to Yueli: "Liu'er, she heard that you were punished, so she hurriedly rushed up."

Yue Li looked ashamed, looked at the girl named Liu'er, and then Shanneng, with a look of pain on her face.

"You are the lustful precepts you made for her?" Shanneng asked.

Yueli nodded.

Shanneng turned around and asked Liu'er, "Miss, don't you know that Yueli is a person in the temple."

Liu'er didn't speak, but Yueli said, "Liu'er can't speak and can't reply to the master. I hope you don't blame him."

Bai Shu was wondering just now why Liu'er didn't say a word? It turned out to be a mute. After looking closely, he found that Liu'er was not only a mute, but also had extremely ordinary appearance. At most, he was not ugly, but he couldn't be said to be beautiful.

Shanneng sighed slightly and said, "There have so many female pilgrims in the temple, why do you fall in love with her?"

Yue Li smiled and said, "The appearance of all beings is just the red pink skeleton. Their appearance is the same as me. Her eyes are the window of the heart. Even if she can't speak, I still have the same feelings with her and like her from the bottom of my heart."

Good can sigh, Yueli can speak eloquently, but he can't suppress him with his precepts and rules.

Yue Li looked pale and whispered: "The disciple is incompetent and failed to keep the precepts. Please punish the master."

After saying that, Yueli lay on the ground with a hunched back, like a dog.

Shanneng couldn't bear to hit him again, and only sighed: "If you really ran away, it would be great. But let me catch you in front of the Tears Buddha. How do you let me let you go down the mountain?" Shanneng said with a sad face and hatred.

"Tear Buddha?" Bai Shu muttered softly.

Xu Muling heard Bai Shu's voice, and she explained to Taixu's disciples: "The world always says that in front of Chenghu Temple, under the feet of the Tears Buddha, the Tears Buddha is talking about this great Buddha."

"It is said that the Tears Buddha is sympathetic to the sufferings of the world. Every time someone with extreme pain appears before the Tears Buddha, the Tears Buddha will shed tears."

Xu Muling looked at the big Buddha and continued, "It's a pity that the Tears of Tears have rarely shed tears for thousands of years. The last time the Tears of Tears shed tears was because of a woman."

"Woman?" Everyone was intrigued and waited for Xu Muling's following.

"It's Ye Taoling!" Xu Muling couldn't help but feel incomparable when he mentioned this name.

There is only one Taozhu Ye in the world. Every word she says and everything she does is a legend.

"Look." Xu Muling pointed at the mountain wall, which had dense sword marks on it.

"When Ye Taoling went up the mountain, he only looked at the Tears Buddha, and the Tears Buddha left tears. The Taoist master stood here for a long time and finally left a poem on the stone wall."

Everyone looked closely and saw that the sword marks on the stone wall were indeed the words.

The stone wall reads:

"I have thoughts in front of the pillow, and I have a little resentment when I have a ten-year sword. I have no sand and no burial in the cliff coffin."

It’s easy to understand the previous words. Most of the past agreements and ideas have not been realized one by one. Now every time the peach blossoms bloom, the resentment in my heart becomes more.

It is easy to understand that one sword is painful for ten years. After all, Ye Taoling is still waiting for his apocalypse and destroys the city with one sword.

The last sentence is difficult to understand.
Chapter completed!