Fantasy: Me! Start To Create Tianji Pavilion!

"Henghui, be careful, this place is at the foot of the holy mountain, if you let the uncles hear it, your confinement is indispensable!"

Hengyuan raised his thick eyebrows and murmured.

Hearing this, Henghui was silent and put half of the naan in her hand on the ground.

"Henghui, Hengyuan, what happened?"

At this moment, an old voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, an old monk dressed in Kasaya and holding a Zen stick broke through the void and appeared abruptly.

Obviously, the previous power riots here attracted the attention of the holy mountain.

And seeing this old monk appear, Hengyuan hurriedly put his hands together, respectfully saluting:

"I have seen Master Xuyun!"

"Previously, some victims intended to snatch the food of Junior Brother Henghui and cause a riot, so the disciples dared to take action under the sacred mountain and hoped that Senior Uncle will punish him!"

The old monk was expressionless, and turned his gaze to Henghui, revealing a rare touch of kindness.

In the holy mountain, Henghui is also considered to be quite rooted in wisdom, and is a disciple cultivated by Buddhism.

"Henghui, do you have any experience this time down the mountain?"

Henghui clasped her hands together, shook her head lightly, and said, "Master Hui Xuyun has no experience, but there are many doubts in her heart!"

"Huh?" Xu Yun was taken aback, "let's talk about it."

"On the sacred mountain, the Buddha's light shines all over, like a fairyland, and beyond the sacred mountain, the corpse is thousands of miles away, just like The Underworld."

Henghui raised her head, looked at Xuyun, and asked in a deep voice, "My Buddha says to save all sentient beings, why would believers outside the holy mountain ignore it?"

Hearing Henghui's question, Xu Yun frowned without a trace, and the kindness on his face disappeared, saying indifferently:

"My Buddha only flies to those who are predestined, and outside the holy mountain, there are people without roots who have no destiny with my Buddha."

"Don't people without roots belong to all beings?"

Henghui asked.

"Before leaving, Master asked the disciples to walk in the Western Regions and taste the sufferings of life, but along the way, the disciples only saw the sufferings of life, but didn't know how hard they were!"

"Uncle Xuyun, have you ever tasted the sufferings of life?"

At this moment, Xuyun frowned and left, and said coldly: "Buddha views everything in the world, and naturally knows the world's suffering!"

"No!" Henghui sighed, and said: "How can observation and personal experience be confused?"

"Since I can't even understand the suffering of the common people, how can my Buddha talk about saving sentient beings?"

"Henghui, you are presumptuous!"

When Hengyuan on the side heard this, his complexion changed drastically, and he quickly yelled, interrupting him.

And the old monk Xuyun's expression had become extremely gloomy.

Henghui's words are no longer a simple question, but questioning their Buddha!

"Kneel down!"

Hengyuan pressed Henghui, knelt down with him, and then interceded:

"Master Xuyun, Junior Brother Henghui is still young, and he utters wild words, and I hope that Master Uncle, don't blame him, when he returns to the holy mountain, the disciples must be strict in teaching!"

"No need!"

Xuyun glanced at Henghui coldly, "Since you want to experience the suffering of life, you don't have to go back to the holy mountain from today onwards, go to Leiyin Temple!"

Leiyin Temple? !

Hengyuan suddenly raised his head and said anxiously: "Uncle Xuyun, no, Junior Brother Henghui..."

"If you plead, then let him go!"

Xu Yun's cold voice interrupted Hengyuan's words directly.

Hengyuan's words were stagnant, and he lowered his head, not daring to say more.

Leiyin Temple, for the monks on the holy mountain, is a place of abandonment, a place of exile for sinners.

Once inside Leiyin Temple, there is no hope of eternal life returning to the holy mountain.

This is equivalent to breaking Henghui's future path of practice!

Xu Yun didn't say any more, and didn't give Henghui a chance to admit her mistake, her figure flashed, stepped into the void and disappeared.

After Xuyun left, Hengyuan turned his head and said angrily:

"How did I tell you before? Be careful, be careful! In the end, you were good, even Master Xuyun dared to be tough, now it's all right, Leiyin Temple, do you know where Leiyin Temple is?"

Seeing Hengyuan's unforgivable look, Henghui smiled softly: "Sorry brother, you are implicated!"

"I am implicated? What does it matter to me? In the future, I will live and practice on my sacred mountain. You will wait for the lonely old age in Leiyin Temple!"

Hengyuan didn't have a good airway.

Hearing this, Henghui didn't get angry, and slowly got up.

However, just as he was about to say something, a golden streamer cut through the sky, and penetrated into the center of his eyebrows with lightning speed.

In an instant, Henghui's eyes went black and she passed out to death.

...

After a long time, Henghui woke up leisurely.

At the moment of waking up, Henghui's whole body muscles tightened, and she looked around vigilantly.

This is a quaint pavilion, surrounded by several bookshelves, and a peerless young man is sitting at the tea table not far away.

"Henghui, Transcends Tribulation, Xuruo's chief disciple, walked in the Western Regions for three years and watched the sufferings of the world. He had doubts about the Dharma he had cultivated, and was exiled to Leiyin Temple because of contradicting Xuyun."

When Henghui just turned her gaze to the peerless young man, she listened to the other party slowly speaking, telling everything she had experienced.

After listening, Henghui's eyes shrank sharply, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is the donor? Where is this place?"

"This seat is the pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion, I call you today to pass you Mahayana Dharma!"

Su Yu got up, stepped out, and came to Henghui.

"Mahayana... Dharma?"

Hearing Su Yu's words, Henghui was slightly taken aback, Dharma, and the difference between Hinayana and Mahayana?

But then, his brow furrowed and his face became a little gloomy.

Although he has doubts about his current practice, he still has Buddha in his heart. Su Yu divides Dharma into Mahayana and Hinayana. Isn't he belittling the Buddha in his heart?

"Are you questioning this seat? The other seat asks you, the Buddhist monastery of the Western Regions, why do you cultivate Buddha?"

Su Yu put his hands behind him, and spoke lightly.

"Achieving the fruit, surpassing the Sea of ​​Bitterness!"

Henghui said without hesitation.

"Huh, isn't this called Theravada Dharma? The practice of Buddhism is only for oneself, extremely narrow!"

Su Yu snorted coldly and said:

"Western Buddhism, I keep saying that I, Buddha, is compassionate and saves all sentient beings. However, every word and deed are for oneself to obtain the fruit of the Dao, and to escape from the Sea of ​​Bitterness for oneself!"

"You have walked the Western Regions for three years. The comparison between the sacred mountain and the sacred mountain is difficult. Is there no answer in Dao Heart?"

Su Yu's words Zhuji, Henghui's breathing became rapid, staring at him stubbornly.

After three years of experience, he was suspicious, but he still had the Buddha in his heart, unable to bear the Shattering Void, and he didn't know how to change it.

A few words from Su Yu now made his heart clear.

"Then...what is Mahayana Dharma?"

Henghui swallowed dryly and asked with a trembling voice.

Su Yu stared at Henghui and slowly said:

"The Hinayana Dharma only sticks to one faction and is self-interested and detrimental to others, while the Mahayana Dharma can truly save all living beings and help them escape from the Sea of ​​Bitterness!"

"In this world, it's not only the holy mountain that has Buddha!"

"In this world, all beings in the world are Buddhas!"

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