Infinity Throne

In the Buddhist philosophy, the world is a vast sea of ​​suffering, and death is not the end of misery. It is the "cause of practice" to reach the "result of the other side", but a transcendent liberation.

So "death", in their view, is a kind of "nirvana".

Even in front of the grave of an eminent monk, visitors can happily say "Congratulations, congratulations."

But the young monk in front of Yi Lin didn't seem to be enlightened enough. When he mentioned "Zen Master Kuye passed away," Yi Lin caught the trace of sadness in his eyes.

So Yi Lin didn't say congratulations in disappointment, and asked: "Excuse me again, is Wang Xiaohu here?"

"Is the donor talking about Junior Brother Chunzhen?"

"Pfft..." The corner of Yi Lin's mouth twitched and she almost couldn't hold back her laughter: "Chun, what did you say Chun?"

"Junior Brother Chunzhen, before his ordination, his common name was Wang Xiaohu, came from Qingniu Village."

"...If there is no other person named Wang Xiaohu in your temple, then...monk Chunzhen."

Yilin silently observed three seconds of silence for the old Wang family next door in Qingniu Village, and then led by the young monk to the Buddhist hall in Ping'an Temple.

By the way, the little monk who led the way was older than Xiao Hu. He belonged to the generation with the character "Ji", and the Buddha's name was "Ji Mo".

Look at his Buddhist name, he will be called "Master Ji Mo" when he becomes famous in the future. It sounds so lonely... No, it sounds so noble.

Wang Xiaohu's "pure and honest" sounds really awkward, so innocent. When I hear it, I think it's the main character of "focusing on solitary life".

In the Buddhist hall,

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk, Tuk..."

The dim light of the oil lamps reflected the golden statue of Buddha in the center of the Buddhist hall with a hazy glow. Coupled with the curl of sandalwood in the Buddhist hall, a bare back of the head was facing the main entrance of the Buddhist hall. Knocking on wooden fish and reciting Buddhist scriptures. This situation is like a painting, giving people the illusion that time is frozen in this moment and will no longer pass.

The lonely little master called to the monk in the Buddhist hall in a low voice: "Junior Brother Chunzhen, someone is looking for you again."

"Alas~" Hearing this, the monk sitting on the futon in the center of the Buddhist hall stopped knocking on the wooden fish and let out a long sigh: "Xiuer almsgiver, there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering. When you turn back, you will find the shore. The handsome man is like a passing cloud. The poor monk has entered Buddhism and has taken refuge. I am a Buddha, please don’t be obsessed with asking Xiu’er to be a donor, hurry up...fuck you?”

The monk muttered and turned around.

Halfway through the turn, the monk's half face still showed awe-inspiring righteousness, with a hazy glow, a bit like the demeanor of an enlightened monk. But when the monk turned his head completely and saw Yi Lin's face clearly, his eyes suddenly widened. , a word of "fuck" destroyed his Buddhist temperament completely in an instant.

"Junior Brother Chunzhen, be calm, be calm," Ji Mo reminded.

"Ahem..." Monk Chunzhen, who was Wang Xiaohu in the past, looked slightly embarrassed, scratched his barren bald head, and asked with some uncertainty: "Brother Lin?"

After four years of absence, Yi Lin had changed a lot. Although Wang Xiaohu recognized her from his eyebrows, he was not sure.

"Xiaohu, long time no see." Yi Lin smiled.

"Brother Lin! Why are you here!" Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaohu immediately confirmed the identity of his old friend, rushed up to Yi Lin without hesitation, and hugged Yi Lin hard. The excitement in his brows could not be concealed: "I haven't seen you for four years, Brother Lin, you Still the same style!”

When the lonely little master saw his old friends reunited in the Buddhist hall, he quietly left. After a few words of reminder that the Buddhist hall was quiet and no loud noises were allowed, he shook his head helplessly and left the place, leaving the two brothers to reminisce.

Wang Xiaohu did not dare to laugh and make noise in the Buddhist hall, which was very disrespectful to the Buddha, so Wang Xiaohu took Yi Lin to the backyard of Ping'an Temple. It was a rare meeting between the two, and Yi Lin did not mention her reason for coming to Ping'an Temple. The purpose is to first chat with each other about their experiences in the past four years.

Yi Lin explained briefly and clearly what happened after Wang Xiaohu left. In fact, it's not very complicated. It's just a matter of practicing in the mountains, living in harmony with the elders and brothers, and Lin Yi is very popular.

As for the experience in the Black Wind and Sand Sea, Yi Lin felt that it was not necessary and ignored it.

Wang Xiaohu touched his bald head and learned from Yi Lin's words that Lin Yi, a brother from the same village, was respected and worshiped by everyone in the first Xuanmen Tianjian Sect. He was envious and admired him to the extreme. His story is nothing special. Since Zen Master Kuye brought him to Ping'an Temple, Wang Xiaohu, as a lay disciple, has been observing Buddhist teachings in Ping'an Temple;

Time passed by, and the sun and the moon alternated. Wang Xiaohu was influenced by Buddhism day by day. Later, when his brain became hot, he became a monk, officially became a disciple of the "Chun" generation of Ping'an Temple, and began to practice Buddhist techniques.

Speaking of which, one of the biggest differences between Buddhist Kung Fu and Taoist Kung Fu is that Taoist Kung Fu seeks to attain enlightenment and become an immortal, using Taoist techniques; while Buddhist disciples seek to achieve positive results and become Buddhas in the physical body. , golden body without stains, displaying all kinds of magical powers.

Taoist skills are forged with spiritual energy and golden elixir, while Buddhist skills are forged with glazed relics.

Although Wang Xiaohu has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, his practice time is still short and he has not collected any relics yet, so he is not in the same realm as Yi Lin.

After briefly talking about four years of experience, Yi Lin asked about Zen Master Kuye.

Zen Master Kuye can be said to be Wang Xiaohu’s guide on the road to Buddhism. When Yilin mentioned it, Wang Xiaohu’s eyes turned red, and his voice was filled with tears. He told the story of Zen Master Kuye in detail. .

It turned out that after Zen Master Kuye returned to Ping'an Temple, he immediately introduced Wang Xiaohu to Zen Master Tianxin.

When Wang Xiaohu was observing Buddhism as a lay disciple, he was almost always accompanied by Zen Master Ku Ye.

About half a year after Zen Master Kuye returned to the temple, Zen Master Kuye behaved strangely for a few days. To use Wang Xiaohu's description, he seemed to have something on his mind. And after those days of behaving strangely, suddenly one night, Zen Master Ku Ye was sitting on a futon in his room, and after a night there was no sound... and passed away.

"That's right!" Wang Xiaohu said, suddenly slapped his forehead and screamed. Before Yi Lin could ask, he rushed back to the room, took out a small yellow cloth bag from under the bed, and handed it to Yi Lin said: "Brother Lin, I almost forgot that Zen Master Kuye said something strange a few days before his death."

Yi Lin took the kit, weighed the contents, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Zen Master Kuye said that if one day, an old friend comes from afar, I will hand over this kit if I am willing. Brother Lin, I never thought at that time that you are the old friend that Zen Master Kuye said."

Yi Lin was stunned. There was something fluttering in the bag, which seemed to be some kind of paper. He was a little unsure: "Are you sure that before he died... ah, before he passed away and returned to the west, the 'old friend' he mentioned was me?"

"Amitabha." Wang Xiaohu clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and lowered his head: "The Buddha said that all conditioned dharma is; the master said 'if I am willing', so Xiaohu said it was Brother Lin, that is Brother Lin. Because Brother Lin is me An old friend with the master, and Xiaohu is willing."

Wang Xiaohu's expression was very serious and serious. But for some reason, Yi Lin couldn't help but laugh when she saw Wang Xiaohu reciting "Amitabha" in front of her with a bald head.

Since Wang Xiaohu said so, Yi Lin naturally did her part.

He opened the kit in front of Wang Xiaohu, and as he weighed it, it was really a note.

There were twelve words written in the note:

"The devil star is about to appear and bring disaster to the people, Tianxuan Academy!"