Xiao Xiangliu listened beside him without interrupting, but with a look of great interest on his face.
His ancestors were giant monsters in the sea, but Xiao Xiangliu was born in the Southern Wilderness and had never been to the Western Sea before. He never thought that the differences between the monsters in the Southern Wilderness and the Western Sea were so huge.
Master Dan in the Southern Wilderness has been preaching for hundreds of years without receiving a single disciple; in the Western Sea, the shrimp monster and fish monster has been born to believe in Buddhism and Buddhism.
Su Jing asked what he wanted to know and said goodbye. Perhaps he felt that he could get along well with the two ugly people, so Monk Xia added one more sentence: "I cultivate Buddhism and cultivate my mind but not my nature. Seeing that the donor is an outsider, I'm afraid it won't be right."
Knowing the ferocity in the deep sea, before moving forward, you must not do stupid things like making waves. On the other hand, it is best to have a bald head and recite a few verses. This will be convenient if you meet a senior monk patrolling the sea.
some."
There is no need to think about shaving your head. Su Jing smiled and shook his head at the words of the Buddha's verse: "Do you think 'sè is emptiness, emptiness is color'?"
Even the ignorant children in the Eastern world can pronounce the "monk's words". Su Jing said this. To his own intention, and to the Han family as a scholar, it sounded not to show off knowledge, but to admit that he knew nothing about Buddhism. Unexpectedly,
After hearing this, the monk frowned and looked like he was thinking carefully, then his expression suddenly became alarmed: "What did you say?! Say it again!"
Su Jing didn't understand why he had such a big reaction, and repeated tentatively: "Se is emptiness, emptiness is color?"
The shrimp monk's eyes lit up, he clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and even his body bent. He didn't know how to compete with himself anymore. After a while, he burst into laughter: "You still say you don't understand."
Dharma!" Amidst laughter, he flashed forward and rushed straight in front of Su Jing, reaching out to grab his wrist: "One more sentence!"
If Su Jing wanted to do something, he could smash the sharp head of the shrimp monk before he came forward. However, Su Jing could see that the monk meant no harm, so he let him catch him and asked: "What?"
"Buddha's verse, let's say o again!" Monk Xia's joy cannot be faked. He grabbed Su Jing with one hand and scratched his ears and cheeks with the other hand. He almost didn't know how to deal with himself. In this way, he looked like a shrimp monster.
They are clearly monkey spirits.
The monster's appearance was a bit too exaggerated, and Su Jing was confused for a moment.
However, Monk Xia said that he did not want to preach, and his voice was urgent: "One more thing, if you say it well, I will give you a ride and ensure that you have a safe journey!"
This is a good deal. Su Jing thought for a moment and coughed slightly: "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in dreams, like dew and lightning. Do you think it's okay to observe them like this?"
Monk Xia frowned again, his small eyes flickered, showing that he was thinking hard, and then he froze, standing on the wooden pile on the sea, motionless.
Xiao Xiang Liu was surprised and asked Su Jing with a smile: "What's wrong with him?"
"You're overjoyed when you first heard about the Great Dao, right?" Su Jing probably figured out the reason at this time. Then he patted Monk Xi on the shoulder, secretly used a ray of sun fire to wake him up, and said with a smile: "Master, wake up.
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The master woke up with a start, looked around, and quickly came to his senses. His eyes changed from sluggish to clear, and then from clear to expectant: "Say one more thing to me."
Su Jing shook his head: "Do you think it means eating garlic? Every bite is crispy? It is a simple sentence. It is only a few words, but it is a flash of inspiration obtained by the Buddhist predecessors after countless practices. I once understood that one sentence is enough.
The benefits are endless. If Master sincerely worships the Buddha, he should not be so greedy."
The truth had to be explained clearly to Monk Xia. The number of Buddhist verses that Su Jing could remember was really limited.
Monk Xia’s expression was earnest: “One more request, one more request. Monk Xia sincerely goes to the Buddha and asks for His mercy and a few more words of advice.”
"Buddha, it can't be said, it can't be said. It's wrong to say it." Su Jingtang couldn't help it, so he gave him another sentence.
In the Han family in the East, there is no need to specialize in Buddhist practice. Students who have read a little bit of books can recite Buddhist verses casually. Compared with the monsters and monks in the West Sea, they are the most wonderful words. Monk Xia was overjoyed.
Looking at his look, Su Jing seemed to have some realization and smiled.
Xiao Xiangliu didn't pay attention to any Buddhist verses. He only cared about Bai Lai's guide: "Monk, you just said it yourself, you want to guide us."
Before he could finish speaking, Monk Xia nodded hurriedly: "This is natural. We must lead the way and escort him! Even if this great traveler doesn't need me as a guide, Monk Xia must follow him all the way to the west." After saying this,
He turned around and sent an order: "Come on, blow the conch, light up the monks and soldiers in the temple, and follow me to escort the two great practitioners to the deep sea in the west!"
The title of 'Master Monkey' was nondescript, but Su Jing didn't take it to heart. He waved his hand and said: "There is no need to order troops, let alone guards. Please master, please be our guide. You and I are enough."
Monk Xia widened his eyes: "How can that be done? Master Xia doesn't know something. Not all the giants in the sea believe in Buddhism. They might encounter stupid people who are not enlightened. If they collide with each other, Xia Monk
But it’s a serious crime. Even if you don’t bring troops, you must at least bring a few whale sharks as pilots.”
"What nonsense!" Xiao Xiangliu became impatient and transformed into a vicious creature, stretching thirty feet into the water!
Yin Zhen is unknown in the sea, but Xiang Liu is a vicious creature that has been rumored by countless legends in the sea. What’s more, the monster’s power manifests itself along with its true form. Even if Monk Xia’s cultivation is good, he can’t stop Xiang Liu’s majesty. Oh, it’s strange.
He screamed and fell on the sea, his face pale and bloodless. Only then did he understand what one of the two ugly monsters was!
Xiang Liu shouted: "Let's go!" He swam towards the west first, and Shiliu swung the tip of his tail and chased after the Hydra happily. Su Jing helped the shrimp monk up and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master."
"Yes, I am lucky enough to do this." He immediately acted as a guide to guide Su Jing and his party towards the west.
Along the way, we cut through the waves and went deeper, and the conditions in the sea gradually became more and more frequent. Monsters patrolling the sea and blocking the road can often be seen, but as long as the shrimp monk opens his mouth, the other party will show mercy.
Occasionally, when Monk Xia meets a fairy of his own generation, he will show off: "Junior brother, listen up: color is emptiness, emptiness is color!"
The monster opposite was also dressed as a monk. Hearing the words, he understood for a moment, and then his eyes widened: "Miao o, say it again!"
"You can't say it, you can't say it. It's all wrong to say it." Monk Xia smiled brightly and led Su Jing and his entourage across the water.
Xiao Xiangliu couldn't help but look at Su Jing: "What's wrong with the monsters in the sea? Will practicing Buddhism make you stupid?"
"I have a guess." Su Jing responded: "In ancient times, didn't the Moyao Temple fall into this sea?"
Most of the monsters in the Western Sea believe in Buddhism, but they have no sermons and no source. Their belief comes for no reason. Moreover, although the monsters claim to be abbots and masters, they have cassocks and scars from burning incense on their heads, they practice very little Buddhism.
They are so pitiful that they don't even have a real scripture in their hands. The so-called "transcendence" and "compassion" are all their own understanding.
"This is the most amazing thing. If you really don't have any sense of Zen, you won't be able to come up with the word 'compassion' out of thin air even if you think about it all."
I had a rough idea in my mind, and it was inevitable that I couldn't express myself with words when I first spoke. Fortunately, Xiao Xiangliu's mind was not confused, and he probably understood Su Jing's thoughts, and asked: "What do you mean, the Buddhist Zen flavor of Moyao Ancient Temple has infected
This endless sea in the west?”
Su Jing nodded and said: "That's right! Influenced by the Buddha's mind, the monsters in the sea are born with a touch of Zen in their hearts, so they practice Buddhism inexplicably, but they have no guidance or scriptures to check. They understand it completely on their own, which is inevitably messy; it is also because
When you are born with a little light of the Buddha, you really have the heart to worship the Buddha, so you get a wonderful verse and you can't help but be happy."
Xiang Liu's eyes showed longing: "After what you have to do is finished, I want to go and take a look at the place where the ancient Moyao Temple sank."
Su Jing smiled: "Although I'm not sure, I think there shouldn't be any need to make another trip."
This time Su Jing was guided all the way to the west by Tu Wan. When he arrived at the sea area, he began to guess that besides the Moyao Ancient Temple, there was something else in the West Sea that Tu Wan was so concerned about.
Xiang Liu's face was slightly happy, and his eyes were even more yearning: "The temple that can infect the endless ocean." As he said, one of the six heads turned to look at the ignorant shrimp monk, and said in his mouth
He continued to Su Jing: "What surprises me especially is that they are influenced by Buddha's will but they don't know it."
Let the endless monsters in the sea believe in Buddhism and practice Buddhism from birth, and continue to do so from generation to generation. This is such a huge and shocking thing, but it is carried out quietly, and it is a matter of course!
After all, Su Jing had been practicing Buddhism for more than two hundred years, and he had a Tao in his heart. He responded without thinking: "The loud sound is like a sound, and the elephant is invisible. This is the truth."
As soon as he finished speaking, the shrimp monk on the side shouted loudly: "The great sound is loud, the elephant is invisible! The young monk has recorded the instructions from the master!" He looked happy and grateful as he spoke, and he received another instruction.
After finishing speaking, after a pause, Monk Xi said sincerely: "Is there a preface to these eight characters? Please give me some guidance."
Now that I have said it, I will give him a complete set. Su Jing said directly: "It is as clear as humiliation, generous and without corners, a late bloomer, a great sound, an elephant is invisible. The road is nameless." After saying the last few words, Su Jing finally felt
Something was wrong. He laughed first, then coughed, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Master, don't forget this sentence. This is not a Buddhist verse, this is a Taoist saying."
Above the sea, the journey to the west continued. Thanks to the care of Monk Xi, the journey was uneventful. Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and Tu Wan's sword spirit still wanted Su Jing to go west, but he had not yet reached his destination. He was currently traveling,
At the end of the line of sight, there are more than ten giant islands in a continuous line.
After staring for a moment, Su Jing suddenly let out a sigh. Although the outlines of the islands were a little blurry, they were enough to distinguish one island after another. There were giant Buddha statues one after another!
Regardless of rivers or lakes, Xia is famous among aquariums for his poor eyesight. He was born with amblyopia at a young age, and his cultivation level is far inferior. Monk Xia has not yet been able to see the distant island. Hearing Su Jing's low exclamation, he asked
: "Master, what's wrong?"
Su Jing gave a general description of the scenery in front of him. Monk Xia looked startled and his voice became nervous: "Have you seen clearly? Are these really Buddha islands?"
When Su Ding nodded, Monk Xia stretched out his hand to stop the two of them: "Master, please stop for now. There is too much to go ahead."