Chapter 3684

The night had passed, and dawn was coming. Thick clouds covered the entire Centipede Ridge, and the land fell into darkness again.

"Kacha …" Thunder rumbled in the distance, sounding very heavy in the night.

"Thunder?"

The young novice monk, who had been sleeping soundly beside Fairy Jing, was immediately awakened by the thunder. He looked around in fright, almost forgetting that he had fallen asleep outside the temple last night. "Benefactress, quickly go down the mountain and take shelter from the rain!"

The young novice monk naturally couldn't see how many clouds there were in the sky, but he reminded Fairy Jing based on his intuition.

Fairy Jing ignored him, still sitting there without saying a word.

The young novice monk didn't dare to tarry and rushed into the temple. Before long, Jian Dong hurried out with several monks, each holding a bamboo pole, an oilcloth, and other things. The monks seemed very familiar with what to do, and quickly set up a tent to protect Fairy Jing.

Seeing the strong wind, the oilcloth was blown a bit askew, but the foundation was very solid, so there was no need to worry about it being blown away.

Jian Dong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing that Fairy Jing didn't say anything, he shut up. The young novice monk first stood in the tent for a while, seemingly wanting to accompany Fairy Jing. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for him to start trembling in fear.

Fairy Jing gave a rare smile and said to him, "You can go back. I'm fine here."

"No!"

Chong Xi gritted his teeth. "Benefactress is a guest of Chenghui Temple. Although I can't let you take shelter in the temple, but …"

While he was speaking, the rain had already started falling, smashing on the ground and the oilcloth. It was very fierce.

The young novice monk shrunk his neck, not daring to say anything, and naturally leaned toward Fairy Jing.

Although he was a young novice monk, Fairy Jing still wasn't used to it. She frowned slightly and blocked the young novice monk's approach. However, after a while, although it was raining heavily outside the tent, there wasn't a trace of coldness inside. Not only did the rain not fall in, but the wind also couldn't blow in.

Outside the temple, there was such a heavy storm. Inside the temple, under the pine forest, it was the same.

Moreover, the pine forest was like a wave amidst the strong wind. Strange sounds rang out one after another, as if there were many demons and ghosts dancing in the surroundings. Streams of rain poured down like a downpour. Clouds gushed out from Xiao Hua's body, blocking everything outside his body. However, the old monk's body did not have any protection. He allowed the strong wind to blow his monk robes away, and allowed the raindrops to hit his body!

Amidst the sound of wind and rain, the chanting of sutras continued.

Xiao Hua had the intention to investigate. His gaze fell on the old monk's body. The wind and rain fell on his body, but the old monk didn't seem to feel it at all. It was as if this was the sunlight, as if this was the air. He didn't need to pay attention to it at all. All the old monk did was to rotate the prayer beads and recite the sutra.

The heavy rain wreaked havoc for more than half a day, and it only cleared up at dusk. The entire sky was bright, and an enormous rainbow streaked across the sky, leaving behind a brilliant and extraordinary splendor.

"Benefactor … Is … Is there something you need?" The chanting old monk finally opened his mouth after reciting the last few words.

His voice was a bit shaky, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"In this world, other than the World Venerated One, where else could there be?" Xiao Hua indifferently replied.

"Oh?"

When the old monk heard this, he opened his eyes. His gaze was rather deep, and the wrinkles on his forehead also accumulated.

Xiao Hua understood. If it wasn't for the heavy rain, perhaps there would still be dust and stains between the old monk's wrinkles!

"This poor monk, Shen Ku, greets Fellow Immortal!" The old monk did not get up. He put his palms together and said.

"This one is Xiao Hua!" Xiao Hua cupped his hands in return and said, "This one greets Zen Master Shen Ku."

"Fellow Immortal … You must be an expert Confucian cultivator. I wonder what advice you have for coming to my Chenghui Temple?" Shen Ku looked at the clouds around Xiao Hua's body and asked indifferently.

Xiao Hua didn't hide anything and said, "On my way here, this one saw your temple's monks farming at the foot of Centipede Mountain Ridge. I also saw the peace of the villagers near Centipede Mountain Ridge. It was different from what this one had seen before. Therefore, I was curious and came to pay you a visit."

"If that's the case, Fellow Immortal may leave!" Shen Ku replied, treating his words like gold.

Xiao Hua scratched his head and thought for a while, then said, "This one wants to give some food to Chenghui Temple. Is that possible?"

"If Fellow Immortal has the heart, you can go to the main hall. There's no need to look for this poor monk."

"Then, what if this one wants to discuss Buddhism with Zen Master?" Xiao Hua asked with interest.

"Oh?

Since when did Confucian cultivators talk about Buddhism? "

Shen Ku raised his eyebrows. However, he said with a bitter expression, "However, Fellow Immortal is wrong. Buddhism is only in the heart. Even I, the Buddha, can only smile. If I were to preach it, would it still be a true scripture?"

"Forget it, forget it. I won't discuss Buddhism with Great Monk. Which sect are you from?" Xiao Hua smiled and waved his hand.

"In this poor monk's eyes, there is Namo Dipankara Archaic Buddha in the past. In this poor monk's eyes, there is Namo Maitreya Buddha in the present. In this poor monk's eyes, there is Namo Shakyamuni Buddha in the future.

How can there still be any sects in this world? "

Hearing this, Xiao Hua's nose almost went crooked from anger. This old monk's question was not answered. It was a common method of Buddhism. However, in the end, Xiao Hua still couldn't figure out this old monk's background.

"Old monk, you're no fun at all!"

Xiao Hua coldly said, "Buddhism pays particular attention to opening the door of convenience. Although this one is a Confucian cultivator, this one also understands Buddhist principles and wants to discuss with Grandmaster. You look like you're rejecting this one at the door, so how can you talk about merit?

What cultivation are you talking about? "

"Cultivation is cultivation. Merit is also merit. The two can't be mixed up!"

Shen Ku seemed to feel that he had gone too far. His tone softened, "My Buddha talks about fate. If Benefactor is fated with my Buddha, this poor monk doesn't need to say anything more. Benefactor will naturally enter my Buddhism. If Benefactor isn't fated with my Buddha, what can this poor monk do even if this poor monk is eloquent?"

"Then why is this monk sitting as the abbot of Chenghui Temple?

Why are there so many benevolent fields around Centipede Ridge?

Isn't this merit to attract the villagers to Buddhism?

Isn't it to let the Light of Buddha shine on the Single Liang Kingdom? "

"The sea of bitterness is boundless. Repent and you'll see the shore. This poor monk doesn't want any merit. The Light of Buddha doesn't need I's merit to shine on the Single Liang Kingdom."

Shen Ku replied faintly, "This poor monk only knows that cultivation is life. Every action and word is cultivation.

Since this poor monk can't get rid of this stinky body, this poor monk can only cultivate day and night. "

Xiao Hua wanted to say something, but Shen Ku continued, "Benefactor, I'm afraid you have the same idea as ordinary people. As long as one cultivates, one must break away from worldly affairs. You don't know that everywhere in this world is a sea of bitterness. Even if you hide in a meditation room, it's impossible to be peaceful.

Instead, why not go deep into the sea of bitterness to cultivate? "

"Benefactor, you just mentioned merit. Saving one person is merit. Saving ten people is also merit. It doesn't have to be saving others in times of danger to be merit.

The monks of Chenghui Temple, and even the monks of other Single Liang Kingdom, although they lack the time to chant sutras and meditate, they are also cultivating while working.

Moreover, the monks of my Single Liang Kingdom don't let the people of the world suffer and accumulate merit. Who can say that this isn't merit? "

"Haha, old monk, you're right!" Xiao Hua laughed. "Saving people from suffering is a small merit. Teaching people to get out of suffering is a great merit.

There's no need to teach Buddhist principles. As long as you teach kindness, Buddha's Light will shine.

This Xiao is more and more interested in the State Preceptor of the Single Liang Kingdom!

Goodbye! "

After saying that, Xiao Hua cupped his hands at Shen Ku. Auspicious clouds appeared under his feet, and he rushed into the sky. Outside the temple, Fairy Jing saw Xiao Hua come out. She also turned into a rainbow and chased after him. In a moment, the two figures disappeared.

"Oh?" Shen Ku raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. Then he closed his eyes and was about to chant sutras.

But at this moment, he thought of something and said loudly, "Xing Zhu, which disciple brought this benefactor here?

This seat has something to ask. "

Xiao Hua flew into the sky with a smile on his face. Fairy Jing saw him and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Xiao seems to have gained a lot from this trip!"

"Yes, indeed!"

Xiao Hua nodded. "The Buddhist Sect of the Single Liang Kingdom is different from what this Xiao knows. Although Chenghui Temple is the smallest temple in the Single Liang Kingdom, everything it does is magnanimous. The abbot of the temple is also different from ordinary monks. He's indeed a cultivator."

"Hehe, I've never seen Fellow Daoist speak so highly of a monk." Fairy Jing agreed. "It seems that Xiao Jun is indeed a wise ruler!"

"Whether Xiao Jun is a wise ruler or not, I don't know for now. But the Buddhist disciple supporting Xiao Jun is an expert. This Xiao is very interested in this Buddhist disciple of an unknown sect."

"Oh?

With Fellow Daoist Xiao's Buddhist Sect cultivation, you can't tell what sect it is? "Fairy Jing pretended to be surprised.

Xiao Hua waved his hand and said with a smile, "This Xiao is just a dabbler. My Buddhist Sect cultivation is for Daoist Yuanqing to hear.

How much can I know?

But this Xiao also knows some secrets of the Buddhist Sect. Unfortunately, this knowledge is not enough to see the origin of the Chenghui Temple's abbot. "

"Isn't that simple?

This place is only a few hundred miles away from the capital of the Single Liang Kingdom. We'll arrive in a moment!

Fellow Daoist Xiao only needs to visit the State Preceptor. Why wouldn't he tell you? "Fairy Jing said with disdain.

Xiao Hua shook his head slightly. "Don't be anxious. This Xiao still wants to see …"

"I'll listen to Fellow Daoist's instructions!"

Fairy Jing nodded her head in a virtuous manner. She didn't feel any annoyance beside Xiao Hua. She seemed to want this road to be further and further, or even to have no end.

After flying for a while, they arrived at another place. Some monks were farming, but there were no mountains here. Instead, there were many lakes. An exquisite temple was built between the lakes and mountains. Xiao Hua didn't hesitate to descend from the cloud …

What Xiao Hua didn't know was that not long after he landed, a Buddhist light flew out from the Chenghui Temple of the Taowu Mountain Range. It quickly flew over his head in the direction of the capital of the Single Liang Kingdom.

Two days later, Xiao Hua once again flew out of the small temple with a smile on his face. Fairy Jing simply used the Auspicious Cloud Technique to follow behind him. When they encountered another temple, Xiao Hua didn't stop but directly flew past it. It seemed that he was satisfied with what he saw in the two temples.