Sacrifice

It turns out that the world he lives in is called the Cangmiao Realm. According to legend, Pangu created the world and divided it into three thousand worlds. These worlds are large and small. A small world, and Cangmiao Realm is a small world among these three thousand worlds.

There are seven major sects in Cangmiao Realm, among which Wuyin Temple belongs to one of the seven major sects, and it is quite a famous place for Buddhist cultivation.

"My Buddha cultivation is not like the Taoist magic gate, which requires a lot of spiritual energy to advance. My Buddha cultivation is a seven-orifice exquisite heart, which focuses on enlightenment. Those who have no spiritual roots, or those who have no Buddha-nature are also allowed to enter. "Jie Yuan glanced at He Lingfeng, "If you have nowhere to go, you might as well stay in the temple first, and decide where to go later."

He Lingfeng was silent, and after a while, he said softly, "I am willing to stay in the temple. If Master allows, I would like to become a disciple of Wuyin Temple."

Coming to this strange place, He Lingfeng had no intention of looking for the couple who abandoned him.

That couple was right, if they took him with them, maybe the whole family would die because of him.

And according to Jie Yuan, this world...is not an ordinary world. Immortal cultivators reach nine heavens and roam the world. Obviously, this is a wonderful and fascinating world.

——The premise is that it is strong enough.

And Wuyin Temple is the world's leading Buddhist practice place.

He Lingfeng didn't know why these immortals recruited disciples, but since he had been brought to Wuyin Temple and might become a disciple of Wuyin Temple, why did he leave Wuyin Temple to find Those fairy sects?

However, is it really his illusion?I always feel that he seems to have heard of these things, uh... where is there, where is there...

Jie Yuan smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, since that's the case, come with me."

After leaving the room, Jie Yuan brought He Lingfeng directly to the Arhat Hall.

"Since you are willing to be a disciple of this temple, it is best to identify whether you are suitable for practicing Buddhism." Jieyuan explained softly to He Lingfeng, "This temple has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are no hard and fast rules for disciples to wave. My Buddha is merciful. , all dharmas can lead to ultimate bliss, but the journey of a disciple with Buddha nature will be smoother after all, and first let the Uncle Xiangwu of Luohan Hall help you identify it."

He Lingfeng obediently followed behind Jie Yuan, observing the surroundings quietly. The courtyard outside the Arhat Hall was filled with simply dressed disciples. Most of the unadorned clothes used by monks are only distinguished by color, and there are no extra ornaments. Many disciples walk in a hurry without saying a word. .

He followed Jieyuan to the outside of a large hall, on the hall there were three large characters engraved on the plaque, Arhat Hall.

The eight doors of the main hall are straight open, and you can easily see the scene inside. There is a Buddha statue in the center, and two waiters stand beside the Buddha statue. There is an incense table in front of the Buddha statue, and prayer flags on both sides. There are many futons, and on the leftmost futon sits a young-looking monk, wearing a black unadorned robe, knocking on a wooden fish with one hand, and flicking Buddhist beads with the other, and is meditating on scriptures.

Jieyuan took He Lingfeng and sat on the futon next to him, silently waiting.

He Lingfeng had just recovered from a serious illness, and felt his whole body go limp after sitting for a while, he quietly glanced at Jie Yuan, gritted his teeth, and stiffened without saying a word.

The monk in black still had his eyes closed, and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

It turned out that this monk was Xiangwu, Jieyuan said respectfully, "I would like to tell my uncle that the child brought back by Master Faru a few days ago is in good health, so I brought this child here to ask my uncle to do a Buddha-nature appraisal."

Xiang Wu paused, turned his head slowly, and looked at He Lingfeng carefully.

The child is not tall, with a slightly pale face and round eyes, which were bent into crescent moons when he saw him, with a little smile on his face. His black hair was tied back thinly, not long. He was shoulder-length, wearing a gray short jacket, and black trousers on his lower body. His small hands were folded on the futon, his fingers were small, and some scars were faintly visible on the back of his hands.

What surprised Xiangwu the most was the aura around the child. There was no panic, no fear, no anxiety. The pure color is full.

Xiang Wu's expression softened, he stretched out his hand, and said calmly, "Come here, kid."

He Lingfeng blinked, and was about to get up, but didn't want to kneel and sit for a long time, her feet softened and fell into the futon again, He Lingfeng smiled resolutely, stretched her legs naturally, and then slowly stood up stand up.

He walked to Xiangwu's side and knelt down again.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Xiangwu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He put his hands on He Lingfeng's head and closed his eyes.

He Lingfeng only felt a warm current slowly spread from the Tianling Gai to his whole body, like bathing in a hot spring, and when the warmth left, he opened his eyes, just in time to see the shocked look in Xiangwu's eyes.

He Lingfeng blinked, um, what happened?

Xiangwu lowered his eyes, and the trace of shock dissipated quietly like a flower in the mist. He said calmly, "The aptitude is medium, and the Tripitaka will be awarded according to the rules, and it will be assigned to... the Tallinn."

Jie Yuan was taken aback for a moment, he looked up at Xiang Wu, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he clasped his hands together and whispered, "Amitabha, yes, uncle."

Jieyuan took He Lingfeng away from Luohan Hall, Xiangwu slowly opened his eyes, looked at He Lingfeng's back, and shook his head.

This child is extremely talented. If those Taoist sects find out, he will be astonished as a heavenly man. Although Buddhist cultivation does not have high requirements for aptitude, but... Thinking of the child's casual posture on the futon just now, Jie Yuan sighed softly. Seeing old at the age, it is obvious that the child's mind is quite open-minded, and he is definitely a good buddhism buddhist. Logically speaking, he should directly hand over the child to the inner courtyard to be taught by many Zen masters himself.

It's just that people's hearts are unpredictable, and Wuyin Temple cultivates their hearts, but there are very few people whose hearts are like still water, and those who resent people are like those who cross the river. This child is still young, and it may be difficult to face him.

The pagoda forest is the burial place for the hopeless eminent monks of Wuyin Temple in the past dynasties. Most of the monks who are responsible for cleaning the pagoda forest are monks who have no hope of promotion or have no inheritance from their masters. They send ordinary outer disciples to sweep them on weekdays. Those outer disciples will definitely be killed. Clean up without a trace, if this child is sent... maybe they will accept it.

Even though the disciples in Tallinn have no hope of advancing, they still have a lot to learn in the study of Buddhist scriptures, not to mention that they are responsible for sweeping the remains of many eminent monks on weekdays. The edification of the remains will not be too much.

I hope this son won't waste all his painstaking efforts...

This son... huh?what is his name

"..." Xiangwu blinked and smiled, no matter what, if he is outstanding, everyone will know it.

Then he closed his eyes again, held the Buddha beads in his hand, concentrated his mind and meditated, and soon returned to the state of silence, and continued to recite scriptures silently.

"I'll take you to Brother Huishan to get the things of the outer disciples first." Jieyuan took He Lingfeng out of the Arhat Court, "Senior Brother Huishan is the deacon of the Luohan Hall, and you can go to him when you get things, and It is also up to him to assign various tasks on weekdays."

He Lingfeng nodded silently, he hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Brother, where is Tallinn?"

"Ah, Tallinn, Tallinn is located to the west of Wuyin Temple, I will take you there in a while." Jie Yuan chuckled, with an indescribable meaning in his smile, "Sweeping Tallinn is very easy, you are young, brothers and sisters I won’t arrange difficult tasks for you.”

"It's okay!" He Lingfeng said immediately, "I can do it."

"Good boy." Jie Yuan patted He Lingfeng's head, "Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet?"

He Lingfeng opened his mouth, and was about to say his name, but Jie Yuan didn't want to say, "However, if you enter Wucai Temple, the common fate will be empty, and your previous name will no longer be used, you'd better give yourself a dharma name. "

The corner of He Lingfeng's mouth twitched slightly, what does "Jieyuan" mean, let him be a four-year-old child to call the Dharma name?

He raised his head with a confused face, "What is the name of the Dharma?"

Jie Yuan smiled slightly, "That's what everyone calls you on weekdays."

"...All mothers are called Mo'er." He Lingfeng blinked dryly, screaming madly in her heart, don't call him Jiemo, he doesn't have mustard at all! !

After hearing this, Jie Yuan sighed, "If that's the case, let's call it Jie Mo! Outer sect disciples all come from the generation of Jie Zi, and if they are lucky enough to become inner sect disciples, they will have a master to bestow the official title."

He Lingfeng's eyes flickered, and he clearly caught the fleeting ambition in Jie Yuan's eyes.

He showed a big smile, "Brother is a good person, he will definitely be able to do it!"

Jieyuan smiled slightly when he heard the words, "Yes, this Buddha nature is possessed by everyone. This nature does not increase in sages and does not decrease in mortals. If you have it, I also have it."

"One day..."

The words behind were silent, Jie Yuan's smile was still there, He Lingfeng lowered his eyelids, the wind blew past, the pines sounded, and the sound of birdsong couldn't suppress the anxiety in He Lingfeng's heart.

It seems that the monks inside the Wuyin Temple are not as peaceful as they appear on the surface...

Moreover, for some reason, he always feels that Cangmiao Realm, Wuyin Temple, and Small World... really seem to have known each other. Thinking about it carefully, after graduation, he traveled all over the world and learned about humanities, folk customs, mountains, rivers and seas. This kind of fantasy legend has almost never been seen before.

So you learned about it in college?

When he was in college... Aside from playing games and swiping Weibo, what else did he do?

He's not another buddy in the same dormitory, holding the computer and coding like crazy every day, and even became a professional writer after graduation, typing to make money...Huh? !

and many more! ! !

Professional writer?

He Lingfeng's face suddenly distorted.

It seems that his bedmate's first article... um, what's the name, don't care what he's called, he remembers that at that time, the buddy pulled the whole dormitory to help make the settings.

This setting... I wipe it!

He Lingfeng felt cold all over, didn't he travel to another world, but into a book? !