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Chapter 364 Bodhi Enlightenment

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    The golden flame danced in the void, and soon, Yue Tu's figure slowly disappeared, and then, the golden flame gradually extinguished, and there was nothingness there, as if there was nothing at all.

    The audience was silent, with only a little wind blowing.

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    All the monks clasped their hands together and chanted scriptures silently.

    Yue Tu's death has indeed untied the current knot in Buddhism.

    "Hey, I lost another friend." Li Nianfan shook his head and couldn't help feeling emotional.

    ?As he got more in contact with immortal cultivators, he experienced more things, and he gained a lot of different perceptions about the world of immortal cultivation. Many things, after all, are different from what he has experienced personally.

    Most of the time, it is the path chosen by others. Don't say that you have no strength, even if you have strength, there is no way to help.

    Immortal cultivators sometimes look like fireworks, and sometimes they really look like immortals.

    This is Li Nianfan's evaluation of the people around him. Generally speaking, they are very friendly.

    "Yuetu's death should mean that she has entered the underworld. Take some time to say hello and let her have a good pregnancy." Li Nianfan thought in his heart, there is only so much he can help.

    The Buddhist Establishment Ceremony ended perfectly. Although it was not perfect, it ended with a good ending. There were no surprises.

    The Moon Tea Bodhisattva is gone, the Buddha is gone, and Buddhism is in a very embarrassing situation. Many guests have left one after another. What happened today will probably become a long-term post-dinner conversation.

    Li Nianfan and others did not leave.

    Today's Buddhism is unstable, and he can take care of it a little bit if he stays.

    Fortunately, the minds of these monks are not bad, and nothing unexpected happened. It's just that the originally thriving prosperity is now a little more lifeless, and almost everyone's face is a little confused.

    Regarding this point, Li Nianfan said that there was nothing he could do to help him, and he had to rely on Buddhism to overcome this test.

    After staying for three days, he was ready to leave.

    Before leaving, he came to the Buddhist backyard, ready to say hello to the little monk Jie Chi, and the only acquaintance today is the little monk.

    When I came to the backyard, there were fallen leaves all over the sky and endlessly flying. From a distance, I saw a small figure holding a broom, the broom was propped up on the ground, and the body was leaning on the broom, so tired that he fell asleep  .

    The mouth opens and closes, and the appearance is a bit funny and cute.

    As he approached, he heard him whispering to himself.

    "Master Yuetu, brother rebooting, I don't believe that you are demons, you will come back, right?"

    "I'll try my best to clean up the fallen leaves all over the floor. When it's cleaned up, you will come back, okay?"

    "I have a new understanding of Buddhism, and I don't know who to talk to."

    Li Nianfan smiled wryly and did not wake him up.

    It's not easy to suffer pain that shouldn't be endured at such a young age.

    He shook his head, ready to leave.

    At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he faintly saw a line of handwriting, which was engraved next to the stone under the bodhi tree.

    "The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is a bright mirror stand. Always wipe it diligently, so as not to stir up dust."

    Li Nianfan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the little monk who was still sleeping, slightly surprised.

    This is the Dharma he realized from sweeping the floor?

    This comprehension is really not built, it's a pity not to be a master.

    He looked around, picked up a branch, smiled, and slowly wrote another poem beside this poem.

    "Bodhi does not have a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust."

    "Little monk, goodbye."

    Li Nianfan said softly, and then walked out of the backyard slowly.

    An hour later.

    Accompanied by a "click".

    The broom fell to the ground, and the little monk also let out an "oops" and fell to the ground.

    "Bah bah bah!"

    He spat out the fallen leaves in his mouth, rubbed his bald head, and suddenly came back to his senses.

    "Oh, why did I fall asleep, I have to sweep the floor quickly, so that Master and Senior Brother can come back sooner!"

    He lowered his head to pick up the broom, but was slightly taken aback, looking at the handwriting on the ground.

    "Huh? Who wrote this over here?"

    He knelt down and read slowly, word by word.Looking at the soup, I felt a slight chill in my heart, and looked away.

    This soupis not a good soup, it is absolutely undrinkable.

    "No, I don't want to drink!" Suddenly came a voice of despair.

    It was a middle-aged man, his face was full of panic, and when Meng Po Tang was served in front of him, he finally broke out, trembling all over, and was about to run away.

    But before he took the first step to escape, he was caught by the ghost guards on both sides, and he was fixed tightly.

    "Boy, do you dare to make trouble here?" The ghost guard sneered and threatened: "Drink quickly, or you will be remembered as a pass on the road of reincarnation!"

    "No, you two bad guys, I want to cooperate too. The key point is that this soup is really bad. The taste vomit!"

    The middle-aged man was about to cry, "Ouch! I can't do it anymore, I really can't take it anymore, it's my last meal anyway, can it not be so unpalatable?"

    "Drink this soup, make sure you forget what it means to be unpalatable." The two ghost guards smiled slightly, obviously not surprised by this phenomenon, and easily detained the middle-aged man, and then "gurgled",  A bowl of soup didn't drop a drop, just poured it down.

    I saw that the middle-aged man's body was trembling crazily, his mouth was trembling, and his face was distorted, as if he was in extreme pain.

    But soon, this struggle disappeared.

    The middle-aged man became expressionless, his eyes were dull, and he stared blankly ahead, obviously forgetting everything, so he quietly floated across the Naihe Bridge and drifted away into the distance.

    "Hiss¡ª¡ª"

    Li Nianfan gasped, his scalp was numb, he was really frightened by the brutal scene in front of him.

    Terrible, terrible!

    Fortunately, I am not in this team, fortunately, fortunately!

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