Rush rust....

The lake wind is long, and the surrounding forests are basking in the sunshine that breaks through the gaps of the clouds.

Fahai, who was sitting cross-legged on a fallen leaf, slowly opened his eyes, raised his gaze, and looked at Lu Liangsheng, who was walking by the fallen leaves in front of him, frowned.

"Traveling west and spreading the Buddhist teachings of Central China?"

Since he blurted out his words, there was no reason to take them back. Lu Liangsheng's mind flashed through his first experience of traveling west and listed available sentences. After all, it was not easy to convince a smart monk to embark on the journey west.

After thinking for a while, the scholar walked a few steps with his hands in his arms, standing beside Fahai, looking at the spots of light shining between the swaying branches.

"Yes, it's just a journey west."

Lu Liangsheng lowered his head, met the monk's gaze, with a handsome face, and smiled: "The Buddhists traveled to the Middle Land to preach the mission in the east, which was a great virtue, and it was the great Buddhist scene today. Twenty years ago, I had the honor to go to the Western world and experienced a lot. I passed by the prosperous Buddhist place of India. Unfortunately, I saw the prosperous scenery of the past. I climbed the pagodas and vines everywhere, and the Buddhist temples were hidden in the mountains and forests, and the broken walls were broken. The monks in the temple no longer believed in Buddhism."

Over there, Fahai remained silent, constantly plucking the string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

When it was quiet, Lu Liangsheng walked to him with his hands in his arms, looking at the turning Buddhist beads in his hands, his smile remained unabated.

"I had a few encounters with your master, Master Zhenhai, back then. He took it as his mission to eliminate demons, but I knew in my heart that the old monk had always been selfish in his heart, and wanted to be more capable and more Buddha-natured than his senior brother Zhenkong. Your senior brother, Monk Fajing, became friends with me in the northwest, and was free and heroic, but because of his stuttering, it was difficult to use Buddhist principles to save people or demons. He used the power of Buddha to fight against demons. He passed on the entire body of Buddhism to you, but think about the high hopes in it? Think about it carefully, is it and is it?"

Fahai closed his eyes, frowned even more, then opened his eyes, got up from the ground, and shook his head: "You encourage me!"

Get into the trap!

"No!"

Lu Liangsheng stood in front of him, reached out and pushed a fallen leaf on Fahai's shoulder, raised his hand away, and stretched out his finger, "I have no grudges with you in the past, how could you harm you? Secondly, I am familiar with your master and your senior brother, and I can be regarded as your elder brother and elder, and there is no reason to harm you. If you don't believe it, you have time to go back to Wanfo Temple and ask your senior brother, so you can tell that Lu Liangsheng is the same."

People in the Void Sect cut off the world and rarely talk about secular affairs. Fahai is a little unfamiliar with this name, but if he goes back to ask, Fajing will probably tell him everything. Now that Lu Liangsheng has reported his name, he naturally believes it a little.

On this side, Lu Liangsheng looked at his expression, withdrew his hand and carried it behind him, turned around and walked along and continued:

"It is difficult to travel west, but it is also to prove your Buddha's heart and sharpen your Buddha nature. When the monks from India came from the west, they were probably as hesitant as you. Since they could do it, how could you not do it? We scholars have been studying hard for many years, and even dozens of years before they had the opportunity to be nominated. Buddhist monks were only able to practice asceticism for thousands of miles before they could seek to prove the Tao. Or do you cherish this body? Is it a pity that the host of Jinshan Temple?"

"How could I be so unbearable if Fahai devoted himself to worshiping the Buddha?! I am obsessed with the position of presidency!" The monk frowned and looked at the walking scholar, "What donor Lu just said is not without reason, but the Western Indians are my Buddha Tathagata..."

"Look through it, you are also Tathagata!"

Lu Liangsheng suddenly said this and fell silent again. His mind was a little confused for a moment. He claimed the crime with a vertical seal and turned around and was about to leave. The scholar looked at his back with his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"The road to the west is spacious and open, and there are also monsters and monsters. At the Five Elements Mountain, there is a monkey king who picks it for him and goes west together. If you figure it out, I will leave a map for your senior brother. After returning to Wanfo Temple, I will ask him for it!"

Fahai stopped and looked at the figure in the forest with his side face, "I will save you." After that, he disappeared into the sunshine at the end of the forest.

hehe.....

The scholar chuckled twice, shook his sleeves and brushed his back to the old donkey. In the bookshelf, the toad Taoist touched his flat chin, looked at the apprentice who came back, thought about the scene just now, and muttered.

"Why is this scene so familiar? It's exactly the same as when I was trying to leave Liang and go out of the village and into the city..."

Next to him, Hong Lian fiddled with Hong's nails and glanced at the toad.

"It turns out that Master Toad didn't have a good intention back then."

The toad Taoist sitting cross-legged in the bookshelf was choked by this and swung the frog webbing repeatedly, "Don't talk nonsense, do you want to ruin my master-apprentice friendship?"

The woman was too lazy to pay attention to the scholar who came back and followed him and led the old donkey out of the forest.

"Young Master, that monk seems to be very smart. Will he go to the West?"

Walking out of the edge of the forest, the sunlight fell on his face again. Lu Liangsheng looked at the rippling waves all over the lake and said lightly: "I can." He pulled the old donkey and walked to the other side of Leifeng Tower.

Hong Lian was a little surprised when the young master answered. Then he thought, the young master must be smarter than the monk, and the other party's words and deeds had been calculated long ago.

As for whether the monk would go and when, the woman tilted her head and was quickly thrown away. She followed Lu Liangsheng with brisk steps to visit the beautiful scenery of West Lake and explore the ** Tower.

In the following time, the monk did not appear again. For several days, the statue of the shrine was clueless. However, the master rarely came out. Even if he came out, he would wander around for a few rounds to digest food. Occasionally, he would find a place without anyone and lie on the stone to bask in the sun.

However, there was another thing that made Lu Liangsheng a little amused. Since the little green snake left, it would occasionally come over and accompany Lu Liangsheng to observe the murals in Leifeng Pagoda, saying that he wanted to repay his kindness like his sister. As a result, the West Lake March day became a gust of wind for two or three days, which scared the tourists so much that they didn't dare to come. It was the monks of Jingci Temple who held a grand ceremony before they calmed down.

Fortunately, Lu Liangsheng looked at the pagoda behind and suddenly understood why the tower was covered on the altar below. Since the statue in the shrine was blurry, he simply used the tower as the statue.

Once you think about this, the subsequent things became simple. The magical powers that caught your eyes and drew out the outline. You used the stones near the pagoda to carve out exactly the same ones, then put them into the shrine, and used magic power to activate the array eye.

Hong Lian saw that the magic circle was activated and knew it was time to leave. The momentum of visiting West Lake before was depressed, thinking about Qixia Mountain that had been away for a long time, and the village at the foot of the mountain...

"Young Master, will we come back in the future?"

"It should be."

Lu Liangsheng comforted her casually, but in fact he himself didn't know it. Looking at the sunshine among the mottled trees, holding Hong Lian's hand, calling his master who was still sleepy on the stone, leaving here, heading to the Hangzhou Pier, boarding a northbound ship, and taking a good look at the Grand Canal.

"Drive on the boat!"
Chapter completed!