If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 419 Lingshan Listening to the Sutra
"Teach me the Heart Sutra to suppress the evil thoughts." Xiao Yu's heart tightened, and he asked inexplicably, "Dan Lamp Buddha knows that I am practicing the magic skills?"

The old monk sneered: "Who do you think you can hide this from?

Unless I didn't see you.

Once an immortal sees you and senses your aura, every one of them will immediately determine that you are secretly practicing magic.

It's like a person without a nose who falls into a toilet. He thinks he has covered himself up well, but he doesn't realize that he can only deceive his fellow noseless people.

In front of the immortal with a nose, the stench of the toilet can be smelled from dozens of steps away. "

After a pause, he added, "Especially the Celestial Immortals, whose spirits are pure and clean! The 'devil spirit' in you is particularly sensitive and disgusting to them."

Xiaoyu was both shocked and helpless.

When the old monk didn't explain it clearly, she did have a lucky mentality.

But as soon as the old monk said this, she immediately understood and knew the reason.

To put it bluntly, it’s because of “anger”.

"I met Lord Dongfang Shuo. He didn't react at all and gave me an elixir," she said.

"If he had some reaction, you should be happy. He even ignores the evil spirit in you. Guess what his attitude towards you is?" said the old monk.

Xiao Yu struggled and said, "He gave me an elixir."

"So the cause and effect between him and you have been resolved. Don't think of relying on your merit in stopping the Toad Spirit to get close to him."

At this point, the old monk heaved a sigh of relief, "It's not his fault, the next Peach Banquet will be in six years.

He currently needs a few peaches to mature the golden elixir.

If he missed the Peach Banquet, it would mean he would lose his chance to become a Golden Immortal, so he should be cautious no matter how much he has to do so."

Xiao Yu was surprised and asked, "How many peaches did he get?"

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "几枚".

"Are the peaches in Queen Mother's house very rich?"

The old monk pondered and said, "The peaches are never too abundant, they are just not enough to share.

Logically speaking, it was a blessing for Dongfang Shuo, a young celestial being, to be able to sit at the table and eat.

Anyone who was given half of a 3,000-year-old peach had to leave the table and kowtow to the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor to express their gratitude.

But given his current level of skill, half a small peach would definitely not be enough.

You must eat at least two large peaches with purple veins and yellow cores, the kind that ripen once every nine thousand years, before you can refine the Yin Talisman with Yang Fire and achieve the Golden Elixir."

"Oh, I'm getting off topic. Just because Dongfang Shuo doesn't care about the evil spirit in you doesn't mean that other immortals and Buddhas don't care either.

Do you believe it or not, the next time he meets Yu Chan, he will definitely shout excitedly, "Good job, Yu Fengxian, you are indeed a demon cub, I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and kill the evil demon"? "

"Is Yuchan the demon cicada from the foot of Guaizi Mountain?" Xiaoyu's eyes flickered as he asked tentatively, "I have converted to Buddhism and am now considered a resident of Lingshan. The demon cicada should not trouble me anymore, right?"

The old monk shook his head and said, “First of all, you have not yet reached Lingshan, nor have you converted to Buddhism.

In the three realms, there are many believers who make great vows to the Buddha.

Some of the devout among them have received attention from the Buddha.

You can only be considered a special one among them.

In addition, Lingshan is not just a mountain, and Buddhism is not a unified sect.

Today's Buddhism originated from the "Western religion" in ancient times.

The two leaders of Western religion are the Taoists Jie Yin and Zhunti.

But before Jie Yin and Cundi, there was the first person to preach the Dharma - Amitabha Buddha.

Amitabha Buddha taught Jie Yin and Zhunti, just like Hongjun Laozu taught the Three Pure Ones. (ps)

Look at "Taiyi Xuanmen". Do we, as fellow Taoists, love each other and be like a family?
There are many sects in Taiyi Xuanmen, and there are also many "sects" in Lingshan Buddhism.

Each sect is like a Taoist school."

"I thought Lingshan was a peaceful and tranquil pure land." Xiaoyu sighed.

She was not so naive as to think that every Buddha was ascetic.

But the old monk directly compared Lingshan to "Taiyi Xuanmen". How many Taoist sects are there in the Three Realms? Can you count them?

Could it be that there are countless so-called “sects” at Lingshan?
The old monk asked, "Do you think Yingxiang Mansion is peaceful now?"

"It's not peaceful." Xiaoyu said.

The old monk asked again: "How does it compare to the sand dune where you were originally?"

Xiao Yu frowned and said, “Compared to Shaqiu, Yingxiang Mansion is simply a peaceful and prosperous paradise.

But in such a vast world, are other regions as rotten as Sand Dune?"

The old monk said, "In terms of wealth, the West is the poorest. But what you are asking is whether Lingshan can be regarded as a peaceful and pure land."

After a pause, he continued, “Lingshan is a peaceful and pure land, which is only for two types of people, one is the devout believers who convert to Buddhism, and the other is the powerful ones above the Golden Immortal.

For you, there are constant conflicts within the three realms and your fate is not in your control.

It doesn't make much difference wherever you are.

There are fights everywhere, and any fight could cost you your life."

Xiao Yu said, "It's okay if it's a demon cicada, but what if the demon cicada's master, Jin Chanzi, also attacks me?"

The old monk said as a matter of course: "What else can we do? Just wait and die!"

"What I mean is, even if there are conflicts between sects, they should be controlled within a certain range, with only low-level disciples fighting each other. The Buddha and his disciples must maintain the most basic face, right?" Xiao Yu said.

The old monk glanced at her with contempt, "You are right, but are you the Buddha, or a disciple of the Buddha?"

Xiao Yu said: "I am a disciple of Buddha Dipankara."

"What's the door?"

Xiao Yu asked, "What can I become when I go to Lingshan?"

The old monk said, "You will know when you go to Lingshan. Don't ask now, and don't be too ambitious.

Let me teach you a copy of the Heart Sutra, and when you go back, cleanse your soul thoroughly."

Xiaoyu certainly didn't want to end the conversation immediately.

She wished the old monk would talk to her for several days and nights and try to find out as much as possible about the immortals and Buddhas in the three realms.

But after the old monk finished speaking, he grabbed her arm without waiting for her to speak, and asked, "Are you listening to me preaching in your dream, or are you returning to Tianmen Town?"

Xiaoyu lowered her head and looked downward.

At this time, they were still in the dream dimension, outside of her dream. Well, her own dream was limited to Xiao Jingxuan's bedroom.

Earlier, she opened the door and walked out.

At that time, there was an endless dark abyss below, and she and the old monk were floating above the abyss.

After the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife cut the rotten giant eye into two pieces, the eyeball quickly fell into the abyss, and the abyss also became hazy and blurred, no longer a sight.

The two of them were in a gray chaos, and even when they looked down they couldn't see into the abyss.

“After the lecture, can I chat with the Master for a while longer?” she asked.

The old monk sighed and said, "But do you know who I am?"

Xiaoyu was puzzled. You have even taken out the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, so why do you need to ask this question again?
"You are Lu Ya Daojun. You were a Daojun in your early years, and now you have become a Buddha?"

The old monk asked again: "Who was Lu Ya in the beginning?"

Xiao Yu was stunned, "Lu Ya Daojun is a great ancient being."

The old monk sighed and said, "The smartest thing for you to do is to just treat me as a preacher and not say a word.

After I finish explaining the Heart Sutra, say goodbye and never tell anyone about this."

——Where exactly did this Taoist Lu Ya come from? From what he said, getting involved with him would bring disaster?
Could it be that he is even more of a stinking piece of shit and a plague god than she is?

Xiaoyu was confused and uncertain, but did not dare to ask any more questions.

The old monk smiled and said, "You'd better listen to the Heart Sutra in my dream!"

He gently pulled her arm, and the two of them instantly left the gray scene and came to a busy street.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky and the streets were crowded with people, but not very noisy. Many of the pedestrians were barefoot monks in linen robes.

They look very Indian, and the architectural style and landscape on the streets are also full of exotic charm.

The streets and alleys should be places where old ladies and old men chat about family matters.

Many people also gathered at this time, but they all sat quietly around one or several skinny monks, listening to the monks reading Buddhist scriptures in a language that Xiaoyu could not understand.

The monk who was preaching the sutra had kind eyes, wise features, a gentle and humble expression, and the audience was also serious and pious.

Xiaoyu looked up and saw a sun in the east and a sun in the west.

The sun in the east is the real sun, and in the west there is a "Mountain of Light" with not very majestic mountains but with many majestic temples built on it.

The entire mountain and every temple hall on the mountain are emitting brilliant and soft Buddhist light.

"Is this Lingshan?" Xiaoyu asked in surprise.

"Well, this is where all the Buddhas practice."

The old monk tilted his head to look at her and said, "Don't look around, listen carefully to the monks on the street preaching.

You don’t have much time. When the day breaks in Yingxiang Mansion, the dream will end.”

Xiao Yu said: "I don't understand."

"Listen carefully." The old monk said this but he didn't stop walking.

Xiaoyu could only gather his thoughts and listen wholeheartedly to every sound that came into his ears.

She really couldn't understand what the monks were saying.

But each of these street monks is a "true holy monk" and there is truth in every word they say.

I didn’t understand the language, but I vaguely understood the meaning of the Buddhist scriptures.

At the beginning, the meaning of Buddhist scriptures is difficult to understand. It is difficult to grasp just one or two sentences out of a hundred sentences.

Xiao Yu was so engrossed in it that he forgot about time and himself. Until he heard the old monk's voice, "Okay, I will teach you the Duo Xin Jing."

This is not "Middle-earth Mandarin", but Lingshan's "local dialect" Pali.

Xiao Yu said: "Master, I have a question."

"If it is related to the Buddhist scriptures you have heard, don't ask; if it is not related to the Buddhist scriptures, don't ask even more." said the old monk.

Xiao Yu was a little speechless, "Then you might as well just let me not ask anything."

The old monk said, “No, you can ask any questions about the Heart Sutra.

But I will only explain the Heart Sutra to you.

The Buddhist scriptures you have heard are no longer within the scope of what I want to teach.”

At this time, he had not yet started to lecture on the Heart Sutra.

If she wanted to ask questions about Buddhist scriptures, it would definitely have nothing to do with the Dharma that is being taught today, the "Heart Sutra".

Xiao Yu said, "I heard that most monks preach in Pali, but very few monks preach in Sanskrit. Why is that?"

The old monk was silent for a moment, then asked, "What do you think is the difference between the two languages ​​when preaching?"

Xiao Yu immediately said: "Sanskrit is clearer and easier to understand; Pali is more difficult to understand, but more interesting."

The old monk sighed and said, "Based on what you said, I believe you have the potential to become a Buddha."

Xiao Yu asked strangely, "Is it so easy to become a Buddha?"

"It is difficult to become a Buddha. It is also difficult to accurately distinguish the differences between Pali and Sanskrit in spreading Buddhism." The old monk asked, "Which language do you prefer for the scriptures?"

Xiao Yu said: "At first I liked Sanskrit because it was easy to understand and convenient for me to comprehend.

Now I feel that Sanskrit and Buddhist scriptures are somewhat inconsistent and far less harmonious than Pali Buddhist scriptures.”

The old monk nodded and said, "It is indeed right for you to become a disciple of Buddha Dipankara. Dipankara is an ancient Buddha who advocates the original Buddhist scriptures passed down by Amitabha Buddha.

The original Buddhist scriptures were written in Pali and were only intended to save oneself.

Sakyamuni is the living Buddha. He advocated the creation of "Mahayana Buddhism", which is not only to save oneself but also to save the world.

All new Buddhist scriptures are written in Sanskrit.

With the passing of Amitabha Buddha, Pali language gradually lost its power.

Sanskrit is most in line with the natural law of the Western world. Using it to write scriptures can make the content more precise, the magic power it contains is more powerful, and the Tao is more original.

Compared with primitive Buddhism, the teachings of Mahayana Buddhism are also grand and majestic, with the majestic spirit of encompassing the four poles and eight wildernesses and saving all sentient beings in the world.

I was deeply impressed by what I heard, and now I have the idea of ​​changing my job."

Xiao Yu's expression froze, "Master, you want to leave me and go to join the Buddha?"

——If you are going, take me with you! You just led me to the ancient Buddha Ran Deng, but you yourself are seeking a bright future. Old monk, you are so disloyal!

(End of this chapter)