The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

With a happy smile on Su Yun's face, he walked on the street with a long flag.

"Good morning, long trail." The old fruit seller on the street greeted and handed Su Yun an apple with a smile.

"I just picked it in the morning, and the Taoist chief didn't dislike it, so he took it to try something new."

"Good morning, Uncle Chen." Su Yun took out two copper coins with a smile, and handed them over, but Uncle Chen blocked them with his hand, and repeatedly refused: "How can I accept the money from the Taoist chief? Long healed.

This fruit is not worth a lot of money, it's just a wish, so the Taoist leader should take it, otherwise the old man will feel uneasy. "

Su Yun had no choice but to take it, thanked him and continued to move forward.

"Master Xiaodao, Master Xiaodao..." A call came from behind, Su Yun stopped and looked back, and said with a smile, "It's Aunt Ding, did Brother Tie Zhu write again?"

Aunt Ding was smiling, holding a basket in her hand, and said loudly, "Isn't that right, I just arrived yesterday, and I have to ask the head priest to help me read it."

As he spoke, he handed over the basket in his hand, "This is the Sophora japonica cake steamed with the Sophora japonica flowers picked from the tree in my yard this morning. Knowing that the Taoist chief loves this, I brought it specially for you."

Su Yun took it with a smile, "Thank you, Aunt Ding."

Smelling the light aroma lingering from the tip of his nose, he couldn't help but praise: "I've eaten so many Sophora japonica cakes, but Aunt Ding makes the best ones."

Aunt Ding smiled triumphantly, "That's right, Auntie has ten years of craftsmanship."

Su Yun walked to the fortune-telling booth, moved a stool for Aunt Ding, and began to read the letter.

After reading, Su Yun smiled and said to Aunt Ding: "Brother Tie Zhu has done a good job in the blacksmith shop. The master has already asked him to make some farm tools. Don't worry."

Aunt Ding showed a relaxed smile, asked Su Yun to write a reply letter for her, and then went back.

Su Yun ate the Sophora japonica cake, calculated today's three hexagrams at the stall, and was invited by Li Yuanwai's servant to show the new house Feng Shui.

It was already evening when I returned to the small courtyard where I lived.

As soon as he entered, he saw a familiar figure.

"Master!" Su Yun happily ran over, and said affectionately, "Are you here to see the disciple?"

Dan Huazi was still as immortal as when he first met him. Looking at the disciple who was almost as tall as himself, the hand that was about to touch his head paused for a moment, and instead he patted Su Yun's shoulder.

He smiled gratifiedly and said, "I've grown a lot taller, this time I'm here as a teacher to take you back to the mountain.

How, have you gained anything in the past two years? "

Su Yun nodded, with a smile on his face, "It's a big gain.

The disciple has traveled around in the past two years, doing fortune-telling, practicing medicine, reading Fengshui, and occasionally slaying demons. He has experienced many things.

I have seen a wealthy businessman who worked hard to make money, but died in an accident when he became rich; I have seen a scholar who is extremely happy after ten years of hard work; .

There are also many ordinary people who experience birth, aging, illness and death all the time in their daily lives.

To say the biggest feeling is that 'wealth and prosperity are nothing but dreams, and the world is unpredictable and always in impermanence'. "

At this time, the sun was slanting towards the west, and the golden sunset glow fell on Su Yun's face, his eyes were like sparks, showing a bit of unspeakable vicissitudes for no reason.

Dan Huazi looked at the outstanding disciple in front of him, was satisfied in his heart, and praised: "It is worth the two years of experience to realize this.

In this world, the word impermanence cannot be escaped.

Be obedient to humans and rebellious to immortals. People in the world always follow their desires and circulate in impermanence.

Practitioners of my generation are going against the grain, not conforming to selfish desires, seeing the nature clearly, and returning to the true nature.

Now do you understand where your Dao heart is? "

Su Yun nodded, "Although it can't be said that he is fully enlightened, the disciple already has a direction."

There was a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely firm, and his words were loud.

"A disciple's Dao heart is 'guarding', guarding so that he is sincere and does not deceive others, guarding so that the eight winds do not move the heart and stop the water.

Don't be someone who can't help myself, no matter how the world changes, I will stand still and stick to my heart. "

Dan Huazi clapped his hands and laughed, "Okay, as a teacher, I believe you will be able to stick to your Dao heart."

He couldn't help sighing: "Seeing your growth, the teacher is relieved to let you go to Beijing alone."

Su Yun asked in surprise, "Going to Beijing?"

"That's right," Dan Huazi stroked his beard, and said, "The imperial court issued a call to invite Baiyun Guan to come out of the mountain and enter the Qin Tianjian.

On the surface, it is to observe the fate of the country, but in fact, it is to investigate the bizarre death of the Eighth Prince.

The teacher intends to send you there. "

Su Yun said in a deep voice: "The disciple will live up to the entrustment of the master."

After bidding farewell to the villagers, Su Yun and his master rushed back to Baiyun Temple.

"The one hundred and eighth generation disciple Qingyun listens to the order."

In the resplendent and resplendent hall, Dan Huazi is wearing a purple double-breasted cassock with a white rusty gold lining inside, two sleeves that are so wide that they almost hang down to the ground, the sun, moon, stars, and cranes are rusted with gold and silver threads on the back, and the gossip and clouds are on the front. pattern.

Wearing a golden crown on his head and seven-star boots on his feet, he looks solemn and looks extraordinarily solemn.

Under the statue of Taoist Patriarch Sanqing, all the disciples of Baiyun Temple stood on both sides.

Su Yun was dressed in white, with loose hair and kneeling on the futon in the middle.

Holding three sticks of incense, Dan Huazi chanted loudly to the statue of the patriarch:

"Today there is disciple Qing Yun, Su Hui is enlightened, blessed with great fortune, and has a firm mind for cultivation.

Now I am telling the patriarchs that I will give him the Taoist name Qingyunzi by Qin En, and hope that all the patriarchs will protect him. "

After burning the incense, Dan Huazi took over the wooden plate with the white rusty gold-rimmed Taoist robe and golden crown held by the Taoist boy beside him.

Help Su Yun put on the Taoist robe, fasten the golden crown, and tidy up his appearance.

Seeing his disciple's brilliant appearance, he was also very proud.

"From today, Qingyun, you will officially leave your teacher and enter the world. As a teacher, you named you Qingyun, hoping that you will 'be in a rich family, and love to travel in the rivers and seas; form a purple door, and focus on Qingyun'.

Sure enough, you did not live up to your expectations as a teacher. "

Su Yun bowed to Dan Huazi, "Thank you, Master, for your teachings over the years."

Dan Huazi nodded, picked up a quaint black sandalwood stag tail whisk, and handed it to Su Yun, "This is a magic weapon that I have never left as a teacher for many years. I will teach it to you today. I hope you will always cleanse your heart and never retreat. Beginning."

Su Yun bowed and held it with both hands, "Thank you, Master."

Dan Huazi picked up another ancient sword with a black scabbard, seven feet long, and two dark golden ancient seals on the hilt.

"This is the sword 'righteousness' of Ziyang Zhenren in the past. As a teacher, I hope you can inherit the legacy of the ancestor, eliminate evil ways, and broaden the world."

Su Yun bowed and held it, "I will definitely live up to the legacy of my ancestor."

After the ceremony, Su Yun put his bags on his back, bowed three times to the master at the temple, and then went down the mountain under Dan Huazi's far-sighted gaze.

It is:

The sky is long, the water is far away, and the years are old once you enter the world of mortals.

Fame comes, profit also goes, and the situation changes uncontrollably.