As we get closer and closer to the top of Mount Wa, the Buddha statue on the top of the mountain becomes taller and taller in people's eyes, as if the top of our heads has touched the real sky. Seeing this picture, the practitioners were extremely shocked.
The Southern Jin chess master had no stone statue of Buddha in his eyes. He followed the black carriage like the most honest student, with his eyes full of admiration and yearning.
Seeing that his subordinates were so scheming, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Southern Jin was in a very bad mood. When the mountain breeze occasionally lifted the curtains on the car, revealing Mo Shanshan's beautiful face, his face became even more ugly.
The monks in the Buddha chariot are undoubtedly the most noble person in the field, so although they have always been quiet, no one dares to approach except the ascetic monks in the Yuelun Kingdom. People in the unknown land suddenly appeared in the world.
It must be because of a big incident in a certain way, but no one can guess what his purpose was.
The terrain of the summit of Mount Wa is extremely open and gentle, as if the entire mountain was cut off from it, naturally forming a huge stone plaque. However, because the Buddha statue in the middle of the stone plaque is too tall, it looks a little small, just like being a Buddha.
A tiles trampled under your feet.
The stone statue of Buddha behind Lanke Temple is said to be one of the tallest Buddha statues in the world. However, only before you truly come to the Buddha statue can you truly experience the indescribable shock.
Ning Que looked up and looked at the rays of autumn clouds slowly floating on the chest of the Buddha statue. He remembered the scene of taking Sangsang back to Chang'an a few years ago and looking at the picture of the Chang'an city wall standing among the clouds from afar. He realized that the Buddha statue actually seemed to be
It is higher than the walls of Chang'an City, and it can't help but feel a little small.
Master Qishan's seclusion in the cave hut was not on the top of the peak. The black carriage walked around the Buddha statue and walked down the mountain road for a while. Then, under the huge left heel of the Buddha statue, he saw a somewhat dilapidated hut gate.
At this time, autumn was already slanted, and the shadow of the Buddha statue in the Washan Mountain almost covered the entire foot of the back mountain. The cave hut was at the foot of the Buddha statue, and it was even more quiet. The green vines between the stone walls seemed to have turned black.
Thick line.
There is a natural hole on the cliff between the green vines, and there is a square stone plaza in front of the hole. A door is set up by firewood and grass branches in the adjacent mountain road. This is the dilapidated hut gate that people see, and the locks on the door are hidden.
There are rusts, and it can be seen that they rarely open them.
But today the Lumen has opened.
The black carriage stopped in front of the Lumen Gate, and Ning Que helped Sangsang out of the carriage. It was the hottest time of the day. Although the shadows covered the mountain, it was not cold, so he did not put on her cover.
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This is the first time that many practitioners in the field can see Sangsang clearly.
People were surprised to see this little girl with ordinary face, slightly yellow and wilted hair. She thought to herself that she was so inconspicuous that she was the legendary daughter of light?
The monk Guanhai led Ning Que and Sangsang into Lumen.
An old monk stood outside the cave, wondering how long he had been waiting.
Those who live in seclusion in Washan are all senior monks from Lanke Temple, so they are naturally very old.
But this old monk is a little different.
When it was still in autumn, the old monk had already put on a thick cotton monk's robe, looking extremely afraid of the cold. He was wearing such thick clothes but not bloated. You can imagine how thin the body under the monk's robe was, and look
His eyebrows were slightly yellow and wilted. His mental state seemed to be sick or were always sick.
Sangsang opened his eyes wide and looked at the old monk curiously. He felt so close and familiar. After a while, she realized what was going on. She couldn't help but smile.
The old monk also laughed and said, "Can you all look a little similar in the world who have been sick for a long time? I feel close to you, a little girl. I think you have the same feeling, but it's a pity that I am a long time sick for a long time.
You can't cure your own illness, or you will feel disappointed later. But don't be close to me."
The old monk is naturally Master Qishan.
In the past, the master spent a lot of effort to save the people. After suffering from serious illness, he resisted the turbid waves for a whole night, and his cultivation level was almost completely aborted. This disease lasted for decades with him.
Ning Que looked at Master Qishan and said respectfully: "Master becomes a good doctor after a long illness, and he will naturally be able to cure people."
Master Qishan looked at Ning Que and said with a smile: "Mr. Thirteen is indeed an interesting person. I heard that he was extremely tough at the foot of the mountain today, but I didn't expect that he would be so gentle when he came to the front of the hut."
Ning Que said with great shamelessness: "At the foot of the mountain, I was anxious to see the master, because I was anxious, because I was anxious, because I was anxious, because I was anxious, because I was anxious, because I was anxious, because I was anxious, because I was anxious, because I lost my composure, so I was just a composure. At this time, I finally saw the master,
How can you rebel if you regret losing your composure before you regret it?”
"Seventy years ago, I asked Master Zhi, how can you call yourself a junior in front of me?"
Master Qishan waved his hands repeatedly and said, "You and my brothers are the same."
As soon as this said, Ning Que and other practitioners did not feel anything unusual. However, the face of Guanhai Monk, who had been requested by Ning Que to be of his brothers, became darker and darker, thinking that this generation was really messy.
Master Qishan looked at Sangsang and asked with a smile: "Will you play this third game of chess?"
Sangsang leaned forward slightly and replied, "That's right."
If Master Dongming in Qiuting made her feel close to her before, then the old monk in front of her not only made her feel close to her, but also made her trust her very much, just as if she had seen a teacher, so she seemed very polite.
Sangsang is a very transparent person. Others are kind or malicious to her, just like light or night, and can directly present a true side in her heart, so she has never missed anyone.
Seeing the trust revealed in her subtle movements, Ning Que gradually calmed down.
Master Qishan asked again: "Are you representing the Xiling Temple or..."
Sangsang is the next great priest of light and has a very close relationship with the academy, so the master asked this question.
Sangsang was stunned and replied, "I...I represent my young master?"
In recent years, she has been accustomed to calling Ning Que the young master.
But others didn't know her habit. Today, this was the first time those practitioners heard it on Mount Wa. They were shocked and speechless, thinking that the daughter of light actually called someone the young master?
Many people looked at Ning Que with complicated expressions, unable to say whether they were envious or jealous. The practitioners who have been loyal to the Xiling Temple for thousands of years even showed a vague feeling of anger.
Master Qishan listened to this answer, nodded slightly and said, "That means the academy."
Sangsang thought for a while and said, "It seems to be."
Master Qishan looked at Ning Que and asked with a smile: "I was treated as a young master by the daughter of light in Xiling Temple. Didn't Mr. II say that this is inconsistent with the etiquette and did not use the court rules to govern you?"
Ning Que said with a smile: "My wife is used to calling me that. As for the second senior brother... the teacher and the eldest senior brother are back, and I'm not afraid of him."
Master Qishan laughed, but it was affected by the old disease in his body and coughed repeatedly.
Guanhai Monk hurriedly took out the pills and served him to swallow them.
Master Qishan walked under the vineyard beside the stone plaza, sat next to a chessboard, and said, "Although I am here to treat the disease, since I set such a boring rule back then, I still need to play chess."
After several conversations, Ning Que confirmed that the master and the academy were very close, and he felt more relaxed, and became more courageous. He tried to ask: "If you lose, can you still see a doctor?"
The master said: "The Buddha is merciful... The three games of chess in Washan are chosen by people with destiny. Since this little girl is sick, I know some superficial medical skills. This is the destiny method, so how can I not read it?"
Ning Que was very happy and said casually: "This is the compassion of the master, not the compassion of the Buddha. Nowadays, the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, the Taoist temples of thousands of families, and the Buddhist temples of hundreds of schools, who still remembers these two words?"
Master Qishan sighed and said, "If you are too close to the light, you cannot see anything else. If you are too far away from the Buddha, you cannot see the Buddha himself. It is like this Buddha statue on the top of my Mount Wa, which is so huge that I don't know how to spend it.
How many people's money and ointments are there? However, when you really walk before the Buddha statue, you can see the full picture of the Buddha, at most you can only see a little finger.”
This statement has a profound meaning. The monks of Guanhai and the monks of Lanke Temple looked solemn and listened quietly. The monks of Baita Temple from Yuelun Kingdom were also listening carefully. Only Qunimadi showed a sarcastic expression, and felt that the old monk was
Demonstrate mysterious.
What a character Master Qishan is, naturally he won’t care about this old woman.
He looked up at the huge Buddha statue above the cave hut that seemed to open the sky dome, and said with emotion: "Before Nirvana, the Buddha left a decree, "The Tao did not stand a statue, and did not worship it, but millions of years have passed, and there are still
How many Buddhist disciples can remember these words? Which Buddhist temple does not have a golden statue of the Buddha in the main hall? The younger generation in the Lanke Temple had to stand, and they had to stand such a taller one. I couldn't stop them, so I had to put the hole in them.
I moved to the Buddha's feet and thought that if the Buddha was unhappy one day, it would be better to step on me and exhale."
The monks of Guanhai seemed to have some enlightenment, and the monks of the Lanke Temple were suddenly in a state of panic, and the abbot looked even more frightened.
At this moment, the thick sound sounded again in the Buddha chariot that had been quiet for a whole day. The head of the precepts court in the Hanging Temple praised: "After fifty years of separation, my uncle's Buddhism has become more and more exquisite, which is gratifying.
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Master Qishan shook his head and said, "I went out of the temple when I was young and walked on the worldly world again. I have never signed a Dharma name in the memorial room or in the preaching hall. How can I afford to call me uncle at the first seat?"
The monks in the Buddha's chariot stopped saying anything, but insisted on giving a tribute.
Master Qishan looked at Sangsang and asked, "Little girl, are you hungry?"
At noon, Sangsang only ate some vegetables and played such chess in the autumn pavilion. Not only was he not tired, but he became more energetic, but he began to feel a little hungry, so she nodded.
Master Qishan took out a green pear from somewhere, wiped it hard with the cotton monk sleeve, and handed it to Sangsang, and said kindly: "Eat a pear first and fill your stomach."
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