In the temple.

backyard.

Under a few lush trees, two little monks with sharp foreheads were gathering together.

The one on the left looks handsome, with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, wearing a monk's rosary rosary hanging around her neck, but at the age of seven or eight, the one on the right is about the same age, and her outfit is almost the same as the former, but she looks more innocent.

The handsome little monk glanced at the group of senior brothers who were meditating in the distance and whispered: "Senior Brother Xuanwu, I'll show you something good!"

The honest young monk was holding the scripture in his hand. He heard this and was stunned and sucked the snot hanging in front of him, and said blankly: "Junior Brother Xuanzang, what do you want me to see?"

Then Xuanzang picked up the bricks that had been built on the side and hit them without saying a word.

Only under Xuan Wu's dumbfounded gaze, the brick was shattered like tofu.

Xuan Wu was dumbfounded, and he hurriedly put down the scriptures with a worried look on his face. "Young brother, are you okay?"

When I looked, I saw Xuanzang patting his clothes, and there was nothing bruised except the ash in his forehead, and there was nothing wrong.

"Senior Brother, do you see that I am the iron-headed master of Xiao Hei. I can't get through swords and guns, and I can't invade water and fire. When I practice for a few more days, I will go down the mountain to kill the strong and help the weak."

As he spoke, he picked up a few bricks on the ground and smashed them on his head. In Xuan Wu's envious yearning, the bricks broke one after another.

Xuan Wudao: "Junior brother, why don't you teach me too? I have five buns hidden, I'll share you two!"

Xuanzang said while spitting out the soil in his mouth: "Three!"

"good!"

In a while.

"Ouch!"

“Wow…Wow…”

A cry suddenly shattered the tranquility in the temple.

Xuan Wu's face was covered with dust, and he squatted on the ground with a big bag on his head, crying non-stop. There was a round stone under his feet, and his eyes were crying, as if he didn't understand why the bricks were broken, but the stone was not broken.

"Xuanzang, it's you again!"

Xuanqi frowned and looked at Xuan Wu on the ground, and then looked at Xuanzang, who was guilty, and his waxy face seemed to be even yellower.

"The ancestor is compassionate, pity the people, accepts us as disciples, and teaches us great Dharma, but you are so naughty every day, don't know how to restrain yourself and be unrestrained, what kind of system is it? You need to know that practicing is not easy, but you are not good at cherishing it. After a hundred years, we will enjoy immortality and accompany the ancestor for a long time, and you will suffer the suffering of reincarnation alone."

While helping Xuan Wu on the ground, Xuanzang muttered, "I don't want to do anything like you, and I don't recite any Buddhist scriptures every day, and you all want to live forever, but you forgot your parents at the foot of the mountain..."

Xuanqi was furious. "Rareless! Since you, a common thing, have already escaped into a monk, we should stop the ties between the world and devote ourselves to our Buddha, serve the ancestors. If you follow you, you will be concerned about the world every day, when will you be able to cultivate the great way and understand the great Dharma?"

The brothers and sisters also surrounded them.

"That's the most important thing. The ancestors used to pity you, but they didn't want you but defiled the holy land so much!"

"It's said that you are born with wisdom, but I think that's the opposite!"

...

"Senior brothers, don't blame Xuanzang, it's me..."

Xuan Wu stopped crying and his tone was low.

Xuanci said, "You are still talking for him. In my opinion, you are a fool and a stubborn person. You are simply shameful. You are so shameful that you are a few brothers and brothers. When you see the people at the foot of the mountain, you are not a monk, but you two...!"

"Enough!"

Xuanzang frowned.

"You are studying Buddhist scriptures on the mountain every day, and you only want to be liberated by yourself. You never miss your relatives and friends at the foot of the mountain. Xuanci. Whenever your parents come, you either avoid seeing each other or use excuses to escape. In my opinion, although Xuanwu is small, he is a hundred times stronger than you. At least he knows how to accumulate food and bring it to his parents. The crow still knows how to feed back, and it is not like you."

When everyone heard this, their faces turned red, ashamed and angry, and they wanted to speak, they listened.

"What's the matter? What's the point of being so noisy in Buddhism?"

A sound that was neither light nor heavy came from the hall.

The disciples were all panic-kneeling and kneeling on the ground.

"We disturbed the ancestors' meditation and asked the ancestors to forgive their sins. The disciples realized that they were wrong!"

The sound in the hall was heard again.

"Xuanzang, Xuanwu, you guys come into the hall!"

While the disciples were relieved, they looked at Xuanzang and Xuanwu with sneering, sneering each other.

But the two of them walked into the hall with uneasiness and saw that in the hall, Ji Shenxiu was sitting on the cushion, motionless, with her black robe and hair, as if she had become clay sculptures like the statue of the god on the Buddha altar.

Xuanzang and Xuanwu walked closer.

When he walked forward, he saw a basin of clear water in front of Ji Shenxiu, and the word "humanity" was vaguely engraved on the edge of the mud basin. He held a fishing rod in his hand, and the hook was sank into the water, and it disappeared endlessly, as if he was fishing quietly.

"Sit down!"

"It's the master!"

Ji Shenxiu looked up and saw the bruised bag on Xuan Wu's head. She smiled and reached out to stroke it. The bag disappeared immediately.

"Why, I heard you just now and look down on the practice method I passed on to them? You should know that it is the way of the Buddhist golden body. It can condense relics and achieve golden body, without falling into the samsara, and transcend the sea of ​​suffering!"

Xuan Wu had already cried and saw that his head was in pain, so he quickly wiped his nose happily, but when he heard the words from the ancestor in front of him, his little face turned pale and he felt that he was about to be criticized.

Xuanzang kept silent, and his little face turned a little white.

Ji Shenxiu said: "You are born with wisdom and have already learned things at the age of two. Now you are over seven years old. Let's talk about what have you learned in the past five years?"

Xuanzang gritted his teeth. "The disciple learned pharmacology from Mr. Xiong, the way to cure diseases and save people, the method of planting crops, and the martial arts of strengthening the body."

Ji Shenxiu's eyes were calm.

"They have all chosen the Buddhist golden body method, why do you choose these secular paths?"

Xuanzang's little face turned whiter.

"Disciple has a question!"

"Ask!"

"They often talk about the people who live in the world. What the disciples want to ask is, is this the people who live in the Pudu? Or is it the people who live in the world?"

Ji Shenxiu smiled, but did not answer, but looked at Xuan Wu, who was sniffing. "What have you learned again?"

Xuan Wu blinked his eyes in a daze, as if he was caught off guard, and said with a tongue: "Ah? Disciple, Disciple... Uncle Xiong only taught me the skill of Liuxu in Zhouliu, but the disciple was stupid. He has only helped the people at the foot of the mountain to drive water and water the fields over the years. He also ran faster. Sometimes he was just like riding on the wind, walking vigorously, and not breathing back and forth. He didn't feel cold in winter, but he didn't feel hot in summer, and never got sick in these years!"

Ji Shenxiu laughed and nodded.

At this time, he looked at Xuanzang. "This question cannot solve your confusion even if you ask the people of the world. You should go to the secular world to find me, why do you ask me?"

Finally, he said: "This medical principle is only a small physical disease, but it is difficult to treat a serious disease in the heart!"

Xuanzang raised his eyes. "Dare you ask the master, what is the big disease?"

Ji Shenxiu said lightly: "The so-called birth, old age, sickness and death, love, hate and separation are the major diseases of sentient beings. Life and death are destined, lust is uncertain, and medicine is difficult to cure!"

"How can I treat it?"

Xuanzang's tone became urgent.

Ji Shenxiu sat upright and shook her head. "Your questions are really too many. I will understand your questions over the years before asking you as my teacher!"

Xuanzang knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Disciple knows!"

When Xuanzang retreated thoughtfully, Ji Shenxiu looked at Xuanwu who was nervous and inexplicably nervous again.

"Well, look at your appearance, it looks quite similar to that stupid bear when he was a child. No wonder it would be willing to give you a small kitchen. In recent days, I have learned a magic trick called the Spirit Pearl Mantra. If you recite it for a long time, you can gain the supreme power of your desire realm. So you can pass it on to you. If you can recite this mantra 200,000 times, you will be able to keep your body and mind undisturbed, and you will be able to ascend to the Three Flames Heaven. If you can complete one million times, you can complete a hundred and eight knots and get the supreme victory..."

"Silent and color are difficult, the heart of the world makes profit, Boye's qi is released, and the body is sad..."

As Xuan Wu listened, he suddenly pointed to the mud pot and exclaimed:

"Master, the fish is on the bait!"

Ji Shenxiu raised his pole and lifted the fish hook. A strange fish was hanging on the hook. In a trance, Xuanwu seemed to see a figure reflected in the fish's eyes.
Chapter completed!