"It's all my fault, it's all my fault …"
Feng Feiyun and Nalan Xuejian hugged each other and cried. On the other side, Monk Jiu Rou and Formless were arguing.
Formless Formless retracted his Dharma and stood up. He looked heroic and pure, and said, "Amitabha. Since you are also a Buddhist expert, you shouldn't help the evildoers and let them go. They have committed evil deeds, so they should be punished."
Monk Jiu Rou was quite appreciative of Formless. A young man with such a profound dharma was indeed rare. He was able to attract the attentions of gods and buddhas. This was the seed of a Great Saint of the Buddhist Gate with limitless potential.
"Brat, do you know who they are?"
Monk Jiu Rou hugged a jar of wine and blew out a mouthful of wine. He held the Invincible Buddhist Staff with a smile on his face.
Formless Formless stood on top of a Buddhist temple, his white robes fluttering in the wind. He said, "Buddhist cultivators should help the world, help all living beings from suffering, distinguish between good and evil, distinguish between right and wrong, and spread teachings. They should not be afraid of power, evil, sickness, and death. They should not be afraid of all forms of karma.
They shouldn't be afraid because of who they are. "
"Help the world?
Save all living beings from suffering?
Afraid? "Monk Jiu Rou laughed:" Brat, do you know what Buddhist cultivation is? "
Formless replied: "Buddhist cultivation is to cultivate awareness.
Original awareness, unawareness, beginning awareness, and ultimate awareness.
All living beings have awareness, and understanding it is the way to become a Buddhist. "
"Did you read all of this in the scriptures?" Monk Jiu Rou said with disdain: "Buddhist cultivation is to learn how to be a person."
Monk Jiu Rou wouldn't even bother to say a word to an ordinary person, but he wanted to say a few more words to Formless Formless.
"Buddhist cultivation is to learn how to be a person." Formless pondered with a pensive expression.
Monk Jiu Rou saw the wisdom in his eyes and nodded: "Then what do you think cultivation is?"
Formless replied: "Cultivation is to avoid good and evil karma and to avoid bad karma.
Increase good karma, plant good karma, produce good results; Avoid evil karma, avoid evil karma, avoid evil karma.
Build up a Heart of Separation, a Heart of Firm Belief, a Heart of Unshaken Will, a Heart of Diligence, a Heart of Mahayana Bodhi … "
Monk Jiu Rou asked: "Did you read it from a Buddhist scripture again?"
Formless pinched the Buddhist beads with both hands and nodded. "Buddhist scriptures are written by Buddhist sages. There's no mistake."
Monk Jiu Rou said: "I feel that cultivation is to repair one's own shortcomings.
It's impossible for people to be perfect, so there's no end to cultivation. Constantly improving oneself is more practical than what you said about helping the world. "
Monk Jiu Rou didn't say anything else. He turned around and entered the temple.
"Cultivation is to repair one's own shortcomings."
Formless Formless fell into deep thought once again. Thousands of dharma images appeared around him, and Buddhist light shone brightly, as if he had turned into a jade Buddha.
…
After entering the temple, Monk Jiu Rou saw Feng Feiyun and Nalan Xuejian hugging each other and crying their hearts out. This was especially true for Nalan Xuejian, who knew what they were crying about?
Monk Jiu Rou gritted his teeth. He felt that Feng Feiyun was taking advantage of Nalan Xuejian.
"Whoosh!"
Monk Jiu Rou waved his sleeve and opened the cages. Wu Qinghua and the two heaven's proud girls walked out with an ugly expression. They bowed to the monk and expressed their gratitude.
"Feng Feiyun, you scum, hand over your life!"
Chi Yao took out a white jade sword with hazy spirit energy. Buddhist runes interweaved together and slashed at Feng Feiyun.
"Big Sister Chi Yao, why are you hurting people for no reason?"
Nalan Xuejian stood in front of Feng Feiyun and unleashed a cloud to stop the jade sword.
"Xuejian, step aside. If I don't take this demon's life today, I'll kill myself in front of Buddha."
Chi Yao thought that Feng Feiyun really did it with Chan Ling 'er and hated him to the bone. Her eyes turned cold as she shook her sword and the entire temple was covered in ice crystals. From this, one could see how much hatred she had for Feng Feiyun.
Huaji Ningxiang's eyes were also unfriendly. She formed a Buddhist seal, wanting to send Feng Feiyun to the afterlife.
"Chi Yao, Ningxiang, what are you two doing?" Chan Ling 'er and Formless Formless came in from outside.
Chi Yao and Huaji Ningxiang stared at Chan Ling 'er in astonishment, not knowing what to say. A while later, Chi Yao said, "Didn't Devil Feng …"
"You've all misunderstood him."
Chan Ling 'er immediately told the whole story. Of course, she left out the part where Feng Feiyun tore her robe and took off her bra.
"So that's how it is." Chi Yao coldly glanced at Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun was not afraid and smiled: "Little Girl Chi, didn't you want to kill yourself in front of Buddha?"
Chi Yao saw Feng Feiyun's despicable smile and thought about how Feng Feiyun pinched her breasts. She was furious and wanted to kill Feng Feiyun, but Chan Ling 'er stopped her. After all, it was Feng Feiyun who saved them. If it wasn't for Feng Feiyun, they would be roasted meat by now.
"I have to thank Grandmaster Formless Formless for this. Grandmaster's Buddhist techniques are truly profound. He's about the same age as us, but our cultivation bases are less than one percent of his. I used to think I wasn't any weaker than the Kings of the younger generation, but after witnessing Grandmaster's Buddhist techniques, I realized how narrow-minded I was in the past." Chi Yao was like a completely different person when facing Formless Formless. She was extremely respectful and even worshipful.
"That's right, that's right. If it wasn't for Grandmaster's help, we would have fallen into the mouths of the devils."
Huaji Ningxiang was also very respectful of Formless. In terms of Buddhist arts, even the ten Buddhist Sovereigns of Yushou House couldn't compare to Formless.
Meanwhile, the one who did the most, Feng Feiyun, was left to the side. They viewed him as a devil and hated him to the bone.
Formless placed his palms together and solemnly said: "This poor monk only did what I could. If Grandmaster Jiu Rou didn't arrive in time, I would have been buried in the stomachs of the devils with my weak cultivation."
The group returned to Yushou House.
Nalan Xuejian was in a bad mood. She sat on Rhino's back and kept an eye on Feng Feiyun. Sometimes, she would massage Feng Feiyun's legs and back. Moreover, she didn't dare to use too much strength lest she hurt Feng Feiyun again.
Formless originally wanted to continue on his path of cultivation, but under everyone's insistence, he agreed to cultivate at Yushou House for a while. After all, Yushou House was the number one sacred ground of Buddhism with many ancient scriptures and Monk Jiu Rou. All of these were temptations for a Buddhist fanatic like him.
"This poor monk comes from the Western Bliss Temple and cultivated the Mahayana Bodhi Scripture with my master. I left the temple three years ago and encountered too many evils in human nature. Greed, anger, and infatuation are unavoidable. Grandmaster Jiu Rou is right, cultivating Buddhism is learning how to be a person …"
Chi Yao, Huaji Ningxiang, Chan Ling 'er, and even Wu Qinghua were full of admiration for Formless and discussed the scriptures with him.
Formless, on the other hand, was more willing to discuss Buddhism with Monk Jiu Rou. After a few sentences, he would ask the monk questions with a humble and respectful attitude.
Feng Feiyun, on the other hand, was quite content. He closed his eyes and said: "Xuejian, it's impossible between us. My cultivation has been crippled and I only have a few decades left to live. If you cultivate Buddhism with Monk Jiu Rou, you might even become a saint in the future. We are not people of the same world."
Nalan Xuejian's hand that was massaging Feng Feiyun's shoulders froze. She pitifully said: "Then I won't cultivate anymore."
"Why?" Feng Feiyun got up and lifted her face.
"I like you, not Buddha."
Feng Feiyun sighed and lay back down.
The journey back to Yushou House was peaceful.
…
At night, the moon hung high in the sky.
The shadows of the trees danced in the breeze. The surrounding trees were tall enough to reach the sky. Even a single branch was as thick as a water bucket.
The water was mottled under the moonlight with the reflection of the moon inside.
Feiyun sat next to the pond under a tree on the grass. He looked at the moon and drank. The more he drank, the more sober his mind became. He gently touched his heart and felt the image of a beautiful woman imprinted on it - so clear and beautiful.
"You didn't lose all of your cultivation."
Soft footsteps came from behind him.
Formless walked out of the forest with his white robe and prayer beads in his hands. He stood next to the pond and gazed at the water.
Feiyun was still sitting there with his hair fluttering in the wind. No negative emotions could be seen on his face. He looked extremely carefree. "I don't understand."
Formless sat down as well. His body shone brightly as he slowly said, "There are eight types of sufferings in life. Among them, the most hurtful one is' separation from love '.
If you don't want to love, then don't touch. This is what a man should do. "
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Don't talk to me about Buddhism. Do you want to drink?"
Formless looked at the wine pot that Feng Feiyun kicked over and said: "Monks don't drink meat."
"What a boring person." Feng Feiyun shook his head and laughed.
"Drink a mouthful … and then repent to Buddha for three days. Buddha should forgive you." Formless took the wine pot from Feng Feiyun and poured a mouthful.
Feng Feiyun was surprised!
"Bang!"
The wine pot fell to the ground and shattered. Formless' body swayed and then fell straight to the ground. The smell of alcohol was still coming out of his mouth.
This alcohol tolerance …
Feng Feiyun shook his head with a smile and ignored him. He looked at the bright moon in the sky and said to himself: "A bad man doesn't have the right to be loved by a good girl."
After saying that, Feng Feiyun lay down on the grass. He picked up another wine pot and poured it. "Splash!"
Half went into his mouth and the other half onto his face.