I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

"Bodhi doesn't have a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where can the dust come from?" The teacup fell from the hand of Monk Wuxin, and Chu He quickly caught it.

Seeing Monk Wuxin's silly face, Chu He sat quietly beside him, picked up the teapot and wanted to pour himself a cup of tea, but suddenly remembered that the pot of tea seemed to be undrinkable.

"Hey, really, it's really a bit of a waste." Chu He muttered, adding a glass of boiled water for himself.

After a while, Monk Wuxin came back to his senses.

Yes, I am originally a member of this world, why should I keep myself at a distance from the world?

Master asked me to come to Linjiang County to find the fate of Buddha, why didn't I have the intention of letting myself come to the world of mortals for a while?

If you don't even understand everything in the world, and you are completely out of touch with this world, how can you talk about cultivation, and how can you become a Buddha?

Monk Wuxin asked himself again and again in his heart to keep himself awake at all times.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a faint Buddha's light appeared on Monk Wuxin's body, and the whole person seemed to be perfect, and the Buddha's heart was completely transparent.

And monk Wuxin's cultivation base also gradually began to rise from the realm of eighth grade asceticism.

As soon as Chu He saw that Monk Wuxin wanted to break through, he quickly stayed away from him and guarded his surroundings to protect him.

"Hey, this little monk, you really have a big heart. If anything happens at this time, let alone becoming a Buddha, you can go straight into a demon!" Chu He shook his head and said, but it's okay, it's already late at night , there are only Chu He and the waiter on duty in the entire inn lobby, so it's no big deal.

At this time, the waiter in the shop was stunned. He knew this little monk, and his shopkeeper called him his younger brother. He didn't expect that this little master's talent and understanding were so high. He just listened to a few words from Mr. Bailong. That's all, it broke through directly!

As time went by, a relic appeared on Monk Wuxin's altar, which radiated a faint golden light and floated above the altar.

Under the relic is the spirit of Monk Wuxin, which is completely covered by the relic, forming a golden shield for the spirit.

Monk Wuxin opened his eyes, and the momentum on his body has already reached the realm of seventh rank.

In Buddhism, the realm of the seventh grade is called "enlightenment" by them, which means that one's comprehension is wide open and one can understand Buddhism very well.

"Amitabha, I would like to thank Master Bai for helping me improve my cultivation!" The haze on the monk Wuxin's face finally dissipated completely, and he became that sunny and cheerful little monk again.

Sure enough, what the master said is right, my Buddha's destiny is here in Linjiang!

After Chu He's enlightenment, Monk Wuxin has untied his knots in his heart, and he no longer stared at a word to make a fuss, and the whole person felt a lot more relaxed.

Moreover, the monk Wuxin has now attained the perfection of the Buddha's mind. Many Buddhist cultivators have not even reached the level of a Bodhisattva.

"Without me, I believe you can do this step, I just said something casually!" Chu He shook his head and said.

"I don't know what is the name of the eminent monk who once uttered these Buddhist gatha? I want to write it down, and I am always grateful to them." Monk Wu Xin looked at Chu He and said seriously.

"Oh, the first four lines of Buddha's gatha were said by Master Shenxiu, and the last four lines were said by an eminent monk named Huineng." If you can find their words, Chu He did not say the second half of the line talk.

"Eminent monk Shenxiu, eminent monk Huineng, the little monk Wuxin has received the guidance of the two Buddhas and stepped into enlightenment. Please accept the little monk's thanks." The monk Wuxin said silently in his heart.

However, if it wasn't for Chu He, I would probably be disappointed when I came to Jiangjun this time.

It seems that the Bai benefactor is his own buddha karma!

"By the way, Wu Xin, I may be leaving these few days, so I want to say hello to you." Chu He said as if he remembered something.

"It just so happens that the little monk is also planning to leave in the next few days, so I just say goodbye to Master Bai in advance." Monk Wu Xin also said.

However, the destinations of the two are different, and they cannot travel together all the way.

Chu He returned to his room, sat cross-legged on his bed and began to practice.

Nothing to say all night.

"Huh? Is it dawn? It's time to get down to business." Chu He opened his eyes, saw that the sun was already high outside, and walked out of the room.

After briefly solving the stomach problem, Chu He walked out of the inn.

He has a business to do today.

Along the road all the way forward, slowly came to the outside of a grand courtyard.

There are two gate guards on both sides of the gate. There is a huge plaque on the vermilion gate. The two big characters "Prince's Mansion" on it are a little painful to the eyes in the sun.

"Excuse me, little brother, can you inform me? Let's say it's a friend of Wang Fugui's visit." Chu He walked to a doorman and said very politely.

The guard glanced at Chu He. This young man was dressed in a white robe and looked very handsome. He didn't have a bad impression of Chu He in his heart.

"Wait a minute, I'll go in and report." The guard nodded to Chu He, then turned and walked into the gate.

In the palace, Mr. Wang's son, Wang Jian, walked into the study, and happened to see Wang Fugui, who was doing calculations in front of the desk.

"Fugui, are you trying to settle accounts again?" Mr. Wang frowned when he saw this. In his concept, only by practicing literature can he be successful. Too much money is not as useful as writing.

"Well, Grandpa, I'm calculating the recent money circulation of our Wang family!" Wang Fugui said without raising his head.

"Nonsense!" Mr. Wang angrily leaned on the ground with his cane, "You are still young, what are you doing! Why are you interested in money! Do you want to be like your grandfather and me after reading it, who can't read a single word? To be ridiculed by the world?"

"Grandpa, brother Fugui must want to help the family to reduce the burden. You should pay attention to your health and don't get angry!" A playful voice came in. Wang Fugui looked up and saw that it was his nominal cousin. Brother, Wang Bo.

"Hmph, what I do has nothing to do with you!" Wang Fugui snorted coldly.

"Enough! You brothers should respect and love each other, and no conflicts are allowed!" Mr. Wang glanced at the two grandsons angrily, and they immediately fell silent.

"Fugui, if you continue to be decadent like this, your life will really be over!" Wang Jian looked at Wang Fugui and persuaded earnestly.