Chapter 311 Master Pei Jue, Buddha Emperor Night Candle
Twenty years ago, when Pei Jue first met his master, he was astonished.
His master makes people look up to him!
He was a very powerful man with outstanding literary talents and outstanding ideas. Standing with him, Pei Jue often felt that he was leaning against jade and felt ashamed of himself.
Although for some reason, the master only taught Pei Jue for twenty-seven days, in his heart, it was a shining sun that could never be surpassed!
He does not allow anyone to belittle Master...
"You don't want to listen? Okay, I won't talk about that anymore!" Pei Shanhe said, taking out a book and handing it over, "The patriarch has been a little irritable recently. I hope to read a few more books to clear my mind!"
Pei Jue took it and found it was a Buddhist scripture, the Shurangama Sutra.
"It seems that uncle has been reading Buddhist scriptures in his spare time. He has done too many bad things and needs the blessing of Buddha's light?" Pei Jue sneered.
"You have never said anything too big or too small, but you are the leader of the clan, so I forgive you." Pei Shanhe smiled.
"Do you know? I have been waiting for the day when you can no longer pretend, waiting for the day when you destroy me and seize power for yourself!"
"Is this what you think of me?"
"yes!"
"Patriarch, you are too honest. You want to learn from your master, but your master is a superb master of conspiracy. Behind every word he says, there are sophisticated designs and traps. And you, you haven't learned anything.
, on the contrary, it will make the opponent alert and strike first to gain the upper hand!”
Pei Shanhe said, walking towards Pei Jue step by step, a huge breath suddenly erupted!
Pei Jue's complexion changed slightly.
"It's such a straightforward thing to say to this king. In the future, when you take power, you can't say it to those old foxes, otherwise... you will suffer a loss. Too much words will lead to mistakes, and deep words will lead to hurt. Please remember this lesson, head of the clan!
"
Pei Shanhe raised his sleeves and slapped Pei Jue on the shoulder. The latter grunted, staggered two steps, and his face turned pale in an instant!
"This palm is my uncle teaching my nephew a lesson!"
Pei Shanhe smiled slightly, and after saying that, he clasped his hands behind his back and turned to leave!
Pei Jue looked at his back and said nothing for a long time...
…
The westernmost part of the Dao Realm.
The trees here are lush, rarely inhabited, and there are many steep mountains. In the middle of the mountain forest, there is a lake with a length of nine million miles. There is an island in the center of the lake, called Buddha Island.
One of the three largest islands in the Taoist world!
In the middle of the Buddha Island, there is a flying waterfall, red lotus blossoms, and round lotus leaves.
There is a man sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform. He is wearing a silver cassock, has a bald head, has a gentle appearance, and is as gentle as the breeze. No age can be seen on his body. He has the appearance of a young man, the air of middle age, and the age of an old man. He is mysterious and extraordinary.
Outside the Molian Terrace, there is a small lake, and a fierce formation is vaguely revealed on the lake, with waves of coercion and sparkling light.
He held a copy of the Shurangama Sutra and was fascinated by it.
His name: Buddha Emperor, Ye Zhu!
"Amitabha!"
At this time, two people came across the water. They put their hands together and bowed their heads.
The one with cold eyebrows, wearing golden Buddha robes and a red triangular crown is Lingdu Buddha.
Walking with him was the Buddha without form, but this person was quite strange. He wore yellow clothes and red robes, and a green silk crown. He had a strong body, but his appearance was like a virgin, but he was actually a man and a woman!
The two of them stepped on the water, looking sacred and solemn, with the light of the Buddha shining everywhere.
"You two are here, but what news do you have?" Ye Zhu saw this and put down the Buddhist scriptures.
Lingdu Buddha said: "To the Buddha Emperor, the outside world is as usual. All living beings have their own cause and effect. In the world of mortals, the noise is the same as before. But recently, a major event has occurred. Among the three major islands, the spirit tribe and Shura Island have united with ghosts.
Clan, Yan Clan launched a war against Flame Island."
Ye Zhu asked: "How is the battle going?"
Lingdu Buddha said: "Originally Yandao was weak, but...at the critical moment, a man in green with a Ji Dao sword and an extremely powerful woman in red appeared. They turned the tide and not only saved Yandao, but also severely injured Shura.
Island, and even destroyed three imperial swords!"
"The man in green?"
"I heard that it is Xie Feng who is number one on the Heavenly Ranking! As for the woman in red, I have never heard of it. It seems that she does not belong to the Taoist world!"
"Xie Feng?!"
Hearing this, Ye Zhu's eyes moved slightly and he said, "This Xie Feng, I don't want to become an enemy with him."
The Formless Buddha wondered: "Why is there a hint of fear in your tone?"
Ye Zhu shook his head: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's that this person... has no relationship with this emperor or Buddha Island! The Buddha said: If you follow the rules, you will enter reincarnation, if you go against them, you will leave the three realms. This person is going backwards all the way, neither heaven nor earth.
It can be controlled by human beings, but cannot be restrained by greed, anger, and ignorance. He has a sacred heart and a demonic heart, but his body is not contaminated by the Buddha's spirit. The Buddha...will not save this person..."
Lingdu Buddha asked: "Do you know him?"
"This emperor only sees things 'as they really are'. Everything in the world has its shape and appearance. I observe its shape and observe its appearance. All kinds of karma cannot escape the eyes of this emperor."
Ye Zhu said leisurely.
The Formless Buddha and the Lingdu Buddha put their hands together and said, "We are taught!"
Ye Zhu nodded: "Go!"
"yes!"
The two Buddhas respectfully left.
Ye Zhu slowly closed his eyes and fell into a state of meditation.
Soon after.
A young monk in yellow clothes appeared, holding a pot of orchids. He rushed over excitedly and said happily: "Master! Look! The orchids are blooming!"
Ye Zhu opened his eyes and saw the blooming orchid. He smiled: "Xiao Mo, you take good care of it."
This little monk is only ten years old. Both his parents are dead. He lived on the street three years ago and almost died of freezing in the snow.
Ye Zhu saved him with a bowl of rice soup. From then on, he followed the latter, collecting herbs, weeding, chanting sutras and so on, living every day happily.
Ye Zhu glanced at Xiao Mo, raised his palm slightly, folded a lotus leaf into a bowl, scooped out an appropriate amount of water, and dissolved a red pill.
"You have been weak since you were a child and have taken supplements every half month. Now, it's time to take medicine."
Saying that, he handed over the lotus leaf bowl.
Looking at the red liquid that exuded a bitter smell in the bowl, Xiao Mo put down the orchid pot with a grimace on his face, reluctantly took the lotus leaf bowl, pinched his nose, and drank it down.
"Ugh... ugh..."
After drinking, he pinched his neck and retched twice.
"It tastes too bad! It's bitter and astringent! Master, I feel much better now. Can I not take the medicine?"
Xiao Mo said painfully.
Ye Zhu said quietly: "Bitterness is also a taste in the world. Eating bitterness is also a kind of spiritual practice."
"Oh, Master, I still haven't mastered my practice! Can you teach me how to practice so that I can understand it faster?"
"I ask you, what are you going to do after you drink the medicine?"
“Look at the scriptures!”
"No, after drinking the medicine, you should wash the dishes."
"What! Is this the practice you taught me?"
"Proceed step by step and respect the rules. Washing dishes is a process of training the mind and body. Isn't it cultivation?"
"Disciple has learned the lesson! Thank you so much, Master!"
Xiao Mo held the lotus leaf bowl and bowed devoutly.
Xiao Mo squatted by the lake washing dishes.
Ye Zhu turned his eyes and looked at the pot of orchids on the ground. He asked: "Xiao Mo, tell me, what are the differences between these flowers and plants in the four seasons?"