I am Buddha!
Just these four words gave old monk Hui Ming a huge and incomparable impact.
Every word was full of brilliance and shock. In the old monk's calm state of mind, he dropped a deep bomb and set off a huge wave.
The old monk took a bite of the sweet potato in a daze.
The delicate and sweet taste filled the tip of his tongue, but the old monk was immersed in Xu Changsheng's words and could not extricate himself.
Xu Changsheng heaved a sigh of relief." Thank you, Master. Ever since I shaved my head and became a monk, this question has been lingering in my mind."”
"Today, I finally have an answer.”
"What?"
Hui Ming was slightly startled.
"Master, monks can get married." Xu Changsheng smiled happily.”
Three black lines appeared on the old monk Hui Ming's forehead. He said in a bad mood,"Xuan Kong, you've been discussing Buddhism with me for so long. Is it because you want to marry a wife?”
Xu Changsheng's handsome and slightly childish face turned solemn. He said seriously,""Marrying a wife is not a small matter. It concerns the reproduction of the human race.”
"Go and fetch water!" Old Monk Hui Ming said angrily.”
"Alright, Master."
Xu Changsheng stuffed the sweet potato into his mouth and ran to fetch water.
"Master, quit greed, quit anger, quit obsession!”
Xu Changsheng's voice came from afar.
"This disciple of mine…"
Old Monk Hui Ming was angry and amused at the same time. Finally, he chanted a Buddhist proclamation to calm himself down.
"There is no unified Buddhist Dharma in the world. Even the three great Buddhist ancestral courts have their own opinions and have their own Mahayana Buddhist Dharma.”
"That's why Xuan Kong's own thoughts are not wrong.”
"If he becomes a Buddha, then wouldn't his thoughts be another type of Buddhist Dharma?”
"But…"
Hui Ming sighed.
"There are too many stubborn old fellows in the Buddhist Sect.”
"I'm only in the Sarira Realm and can only be considered an eminent monk in the Buddhist Sect. Above them were masters, holy monks, divine monks, and Tathagata.”
(Note: Tathagata means "there is no beginning, there is no place to go, hence the name Tathagata." It was not specifically referring to the Tathagata Buddha, Shakyamuni Buddha, but one of the top ten titles of Buddha, just like the World Honored One.）
After Xu Changsheng filled the water jar, he told Old Monk Hui Ming about his encounter with Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caicheng, as well as the matter of the Blood Temple Corpse Demon's commander.
"Master, I'm afraid that the Blood Temple Corpse Demon is no less of a scourge than the Old Demon of the Black Mountain.”
"You are now guarding the Black Mountain. If you pass away, the people around the Black Mountain will probably be plunged into misery.”
Old Monk Hui Ming pondered for a moment and said,""I originally wanted to die with the Witch of the Black Mountain with the Sarira's Life-Risking Strike.”
"Now it seems that after getting rid of the Old Fiend of the Black Mountain, there is still the Blood Corpse Fiend.”
"In today's world, the seven countries are fighting for hegemony, wars are endless, the demonic path is rising, the righteous path is declining, demons and devils are endless.”
Old Monk Hui Ming looked at Xu Changsheng and said,""Xuan Kong, go down the mountain."
"Take this old monk's token and go to the Great Xuankong Temple to find help from your fellow disciples.”
"No!"
Xu Changsheng refused immediately.
"Why?"
Old Monk Hui Ming asked in confusion.
Xu Changsheng's eyes lit up as he explained,""Master, you want to send me away."
"Then, on the third day of the third lunar month next year, when the Witch of the Black Mountain is getting married, he will detonate his sarira and wipe out all the demons of the Black Mountain.”
"I know that the Great Xuankong Temple is extremely far away from the Black Mountain. It's not within the territory of the Yan Country at all.”
"With my leg strength, if I go and ask for reinforcements, it will probably be past the third day of the third month, so I won't go down the mountain!”
The old monk Hui Ming's white eyebrows twitched a few times before he sighed,""Idiot, why wait for me to die?”
"In any case, Master's lifespan is over. Even if I don't self-destruct the sarira, I will pass away within a year.”
"You are still young, but you still have your own good fortune and future.”
"If you don't listen to me, I won't have you as my disciple!”
Old Monk Hui Ming flung the long sleeves of his monk robe, turned around, and returned to the side hall.
He seemed cold and heartless, but in reality, the old monk Hui Ming hid and secretly wiped his tears.
Xu Changsheng glanced at the green lamp and the black shadow in the side hall and said in a low voice,""There are still a hundred days until the third of next year's third month, the Shangsi Festival.”
"I can get rewards from the system by sweeping the floor every day. After a hundred days, I won't have to worry about not being able to kill the Witch of the Black Mountain and the General of the Fu Army!”
The days returned to their usual calm.
Xu Changsheng fetched water and started the fire. His daily routine was to sweep the floor with a broom first.
Not all the random rewards from the system were useful treasures.
For example, Nanny Rong's needles, Pan Yinlian's foot-binding cloth, and Grandma Wang's watermelons. There were all kinds of things.
There was even a time when Xu Changsheng was rewarded with the Eight Treasures Chicken.
That day, Xu Changsheng plucked the feathers from the Eight Treasures Chicken, washed it, roasted it, and ate it.
The old monk Hui Ming was drooling as he watched from the side, but he did not eat.
The old monk had cultivated Buddhism for most of his life and had never eaten meat or spicy food.
Avoiding meat had become his commandment.
It couldn't be broken. If it was broken, it would ruin the old monk's Dharma and his state of mind.
The old monk was like this, and the masters, saint monks, and divine monks with higher and stronger Buddhist cultivation were even more so.
Over time, the Buddhist Dharma and precepts became a cage that trapped them.
However, he couldn't break out of this cage and had to defend it.
Once it was broken, it was equivalent to crippling the Buddhist Dharma and cultivation of these masters, saint monks, and divine monks.
Xu Changsheng understood this point, so he only learned Buddhist divine powers from the old monk and never learned Buddhist scriptures.
Old Monk Hui Ming did not force Xu Changsheng to learn Buddhist scriptures.
He was also amazed by Xu Changsheng's talent. He could learn any profound Buddhist divine power in one go. He was simply monstrous.
A hundred days passed, the stars moved, and time flowed.
Xu Changsheng swept the fallen leaves in the autumn and the snow in the winter. In his spare time, he repaired the old temple on the mountaintop.
There was only a plaque with the word " Lan " on it. Xu Changsheng took it down and inscribed it again.
He changed the word "Lan" to "Hui" and then added two more words at the end-"Ming" and "Si".
If they were connected…
Huiming Temple!
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