Meeting an Old Friend in the Temple
Don't kill me now. At this moment, a sentence came from outside the door. It was also the second half of the couplet. Before this, I also sensed that there was someone outside the door. No matter what, he had decades of internal energy. Although he couldn't use it completely and couldn't replace his eyes with his ears, his hearing was still stronger than ordinary experts.
As I was secretly sighing at the beauty of the second half of the couplet, I looked at the door as I was thinking. A monk came in at the door. After seeing him, I didn't know how to describe my emotions because that monk was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Zhishan. He still had a kind smile on his face and a white beard. It was just that his smile now contained some helplessness.
Although he was a little surprised and excited, he still said calmly, It's hard to forget in this life.
After saying that, I unconsciously thought of my younger sister, that girl whose name I didn't know, and my master who had taken care of me since I was young. An indescribable melancholy and a faint sense of loneliness emanated from my body.
In fact, there are many things that I can't do in life. Sometimes, I'm cute and naive, and sometimes, I'm mature and experienced. Although I haven't experienced many storms, I know that some people and things must be cherished. I don't want to regret it when I lose them because the heavens won't give you a second chance. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a trace of self-mockery that wasn't easy to detect.
Old monk, after chasing me for three days and three nights, are you finally going to make a move? The seductive woman said disdainfully to Master Zhi Shan. Her killing intent instantly disappeared without a trace. The woman looked at the abbot with a faint smile. Her tone was filled with stubbornness.
Amitabha. Miss, you've already borrowed my sect's treasure for three days and three nights. You've seen enough. Can you let me bring it back to the temple? The old monk still had a benevolent look on his face, but he no longer had the attitude of letting fate take its course. His entire body emitted a solemn aura that made people respect him. That was the awe-inspiring aura that could only be obtained after decades of Buddhist scriptures. At this moment, I realized that I had underestimated him previously. Moreover, he had also left me a way out two years ago. I sighed with emotion that Shaolin really did not live up to its reputation. There were crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the world. In the past, I was just sitting in a well and looking at the sky.
I haven't seen enough, so what if I don't return it? The seductive young girl left me hanging to the side. She took out a beautiful purple flower from somewhere and played with it in her hand. She lowered her head and looked at the beautiful purple petals in her hand.
I will follow you until you have seen enough and want to return it. The old abbot said calmly, without the slightest anger. It could be seen that his self-restraint had far surpassed the common people.
If I don't return it for the rest of my life, won't you have to follow me for the rest of your life? The young girl sneered. Her eyes gleamed with killing intent.
Amitabha. There is reincarnation in every life. Life is like a dream. With a flick of a finger, everything has a law. It is like a dream or a dream. A lifetime is not long. It is all in your mind. The old monk clasped his hands together and lowered his head. His serene aura imperceptibly calmed the girl's gradually growing murderous aura.
As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, why don't you stay in the temple and comprehend Buddhism? Why do you follow me around all day? Aren't you afraid that your disciples will kill each other for your position when you're not in the temple? The young girl teased the abbot after her killing intent subsided.
As a monk, he had long been pure and would not rashly kill for the position of abbot. A monk only wanted to save all living beings and purify his heart. The abbot said calmly.
To think that you're an eminent monk, how could you not know that Buddha can't save people? The young girl's face was filled with anger, and her tone carried a hint of mockery.
The old monk shook his head slightly and muttered," To ferry one person is to ferry, and to ferry thousands of people is to ferry. All living beings are equal. There is no difference between the two. Everything comes and goes. If you want me to ferry, I may not be able to ferry. If you don't want me to ferry, I may be able to ferry."
Was there any difference between suffering alone and the entire world? My mind moved, and I looked excitedly at the Shaolin Abbot, Master Zhishan, who seemed to have great wisdom. It was as if I wanted to untie a dead knot in my heart.
the old monk said slowly.
The light in my eyes increased sharply, and there was no longer any dispiritedness or sadness from before. I muttered to myself, Suffering, how many people in the world would not suffer in their entire lives? Aren't all ethics and morals spoken by people? Indeed, life was like a dream. It was so tiring to live. Why should he care about what others thought? In this world, everything was decided by the heavens. As long as he lived according to his own wishes, he would be satisfied. Suddenly, I threw my head back and laughed loudly. There was no longer any grudge in my heart.
The old monk nodded secretly, but perhaps he did not expect that his answer would have such a great impact on the martial arts world in the future.
Aren't you afraid that I'll learn the supreme treasure of Buddhism, Tendon Changing Classic, and harm the martial arts world? Wouldn't your Buddhist Sect commit a heinous crime? At that time, even the Buddhist Ancestor would probably not accept Buddhist disciples like you. After the girl saw me laugh, she continued to tease the abbot.
I've never heard of anyone who has learned the essence of Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture in the past thousand years. What is good and what is evil? This is not what I have the final say, not what Buddha has the final say, nor is it what the world has the final say. I will understand it in my heart. The old monk smiled calmly. His expression was as peaceful as an abyss.
When I heard this, I was secretly shocked. Wasn't this Tendon Changing Classic with me two years ago? How could there be another book, and it was stolen by that woman? It was too much of a coincidence that they were in the same trade. Even the things they stole were the same. Could there really be two books? No wonder the old monk didn't chase me relentlessly back then. It turned out that he had already calculated it accurately.
Looking at this seductive woman who was also in the same profession as me, I couldn't help but complain about why some people were so blessed. They were born with both beauty and intelligence. How many men would fall for her and go crazy for her?
Her temperament was as charming as a fox, and her appearance was as beautiful as a demon. He sighed in his heart that the heavens were indeed a little generous to this woman.
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