"Who am I?"

Wu Daozi shook his head and suddenly reached out to hold Wang Quan who turned around to leave.

Wang Quan turned back angrily, but when he saw the gentle look in the strange old man's eyes that he had never seen before, he suddenly froze on the spot.

"Just stay.

Be my companion. If you can't learn sculpture, you can still learn painting with me... With the foundation of sculpture, it will be much easier to learn painting.

If I accept you as a disciple, I will ensure that you enter the Tao in the way of painting even if you die." Wu Daozi's tone was unprecedentedly harmonious, which made Wang Quan feel flattered for a moment, and Yang Huizhi was slightly moved!

Wang Quan subconsciously asked: "Why are you doing this? You don't have to be like this..."

We were just going up the mountain with him, so why did we have to work so hard to accept him as a disciple with no qualifications, and why were we willing to die to ensure that he could 'enter the Tao' in the way of painting?

The boundary between sculpture and painting is not that clear. Many sculptors have painting skills, so it is not difficult for painters to switch to the sculpture industry.

Now Wang Quan's talent has been completely rejected in the sculpture field, and there is no possibility of becoming a Taoist.

It is conceivable that his chances in painting are also slim.

And Wu Daozi is the senior brother of Diao Sheng, so how can he be a mediocre person?

With his talent, it would be easier to accept a highly talented disciple as his disciple and lead him to the Tao of painting than to guide a mediocre person like Wang Quan to join the Tao of painting.

Wang Quan was confused.

But Wu Daozi didn't answer him why, he just let go of his arm and looked at him sideways: "You just need to answer whether you are willing or not!"

If you want to, just stay, if not, just get out!"

The old man's attitude made Wang Quan a little angry.

However, when he changed his mind, he suddenly thought of something, so he simply knelt down to Wu Daoxuan and said: "Master!"

——Since he worshiped the other party as his master, as a teacher with a weird temper, it would be nothing if he beat and scolded him a few times... Thinking of this, Wang Quan suddenly became clear-minded, and that anger never appeared again!

Yang Huizhi stood aside, listening to the conversation between the two, with a slight smile on his face.

This senior brother’s new disciple didn’t know why his attitude suddenly changed like this. As a bystander, he probably thought of the reason.

…

Huashan Shanyin.

The sky and the earth are desolate, and the mountains are silent.

The strong wind spreads in this uninhabited, steep and strange mountain stream and ravine, adding a bit of eerie charm to the place.

At this time, under the cover of clouds and mist, it looked hazy, like a single-pillar mountain in another world. Under the cover of a few wild pine trees, a thin monk showed his shadow under the pine trees.

His expression was cold and stern, and his aura seemed more sinister than the peaks of Mount Huashan.

Wisps of strange rhymes clung to his clothes, turning into hideous shadows, making him look like he was wearing a hundred-year-old garment made of pieces of cloth sewn together.

As the monk appeared under the wild pine tree, several more monks appeared under the tree one after another.

In a short time, dozens of figures gathered on this mountain like a stone pillar. Their shapes seemed real and illusory, and they all looked like monks.

"The death of the Patriarch of Maoshan is approaching." When the gloomy monk saw that all the monks had arrived, he lowered his eyes and suddenly said.

When the monks heard this, their expressions varied.

Among them, an old monk with white eyebrows clasped his hands and said to the sinister monk: "The prison must be guarded by someone, so now, who will stay in the prison?

Who goes out to do things again?”

The white-browed old monk seemed quite ordinary among the monks with shining auras around him. His Dharma name was "Hui Numa", and he was the only one among the monks who was still alive.

After Huinuma finished speaking, Jianzhen, a thin monk with a gloomy aura, lowered his eyes and before he could speak, Monk Shenxiu stepped out, looked around, clasped his hands and said: "In order to become a Buddha, the poor monk is willing to deal with the ghost Buddha coming to the world.

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The death of Maoshan Patriarch was a critical situation.

This situation involves Xiang'er, Lu Mu, ghosts and Buddhas, and even Sanqing and other terrifying existences. Once Tao Zu dies, his whole body will be affected immediately.

Therefore, Su Wu had already assigned manpower to deal with these many terrifying existences.

The prison where Jianzhen and the monks from the Western World are stationed are responsible for dealing with the possible arrival of "ghosts and Buddhas".

The ghost Buddha, entrenched on the other shore, is the only supreme true Buddha.

After he became a Buddha, no other monk in the world could become a Buddha!

That’s why Monk Shenxiu said this.

When Monk Shenxiu finished speaking, the group of monks all responded: "I wish to go, poor monk."

"The poor monk is willing to go."

"We have only one true spirit of Dharma nature left in the world. If this true spirit of Dharma nature can open up the smooth road from here to there, so that all future monks in the world can become Buddhas and live up to the Tathagata - then give up

But what’s the harm with this true spirit of Dharma nature?!”

"Namo Amitabha!"

The group of monks began to discuss, and the stone peak, which was like a giant pillar, was in an uproar for a while.

Jianzhen always lowered his eyes and did not participate in the discussion of the monks. He slowly raised his head when the monks stopped talking and turned their attention to him.

He is not the highest-ranking or oldest among the monks.

In terms of Buddhist practice, he is not even considered a great achiever.

But now there is a saint who accuses him of being in charge of the prison. Because of their reverence for that saint, all the monks must have a high regard for Jian Zhen, listen carefully to Jian Zhen's words, and resolutely abide by the decisions made by Jian Zhen.

Jianzhen spoke loudly: "All my brothers and teachers have achieved the Dharma nature.

And all emptiness points to the only great Buddha in the sky on the other shore."

As soon as he spoke, the monks had already realized what Jian Zhen really meant. The monks frowned and listened in silence to Jian Zhen's words: "So, even though you and others are willing to destroy the enemy from here to there,

The smooth road will avoid disaster for those who come after you, but it will make you face the ghosts and Buddhas——

I'm afraid that all brothers and masters, your true nature will be wiped out in an instant, and all your dharma nature will be thrown into the hands of ghosts and Buddhas to be used by ghosts and Buddhas."

The meaning in Jianzhen's words is particularly obvious, pointing out that if monks face ghost Buddhas, they are giving food to ghost Buddhas.

No one is spared!

The monks knew that nothing he said was false, so they could only remain silent.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Now, after seeing ghosts and Buddhas directly, the Dharma nature is immortal and still remains in the sky, there is only one and a half people." Jianzhen continued, "That person is today.

The saint of time.

Half a person is Master Tripitaka.

There is no need for you or me to elaborate on the practice of saints.

The Dharma nature of Master Tripitaka was swallowed up by ghosts and Buddhas, and he was able to return from the other side and fall into the sea of ​​suffering, all because he maintained his own mind and this 'self-grasping'.

This is contrary to the true path of Buddhism."

Hearing this, Huinuma's eyes flashed with light, and he smiled and said to Jianzhen: "What you mean is that your lifelong practice of 'self-grasping' and 'wrong views' are actually dealing with the 'ghosts and Buddhas coming into the world' this time."

The most suitable candidate?”

Jianzhen nodded.

"It won't work." Shenxiu pondered and shook his head. "You specialize in 'self-grasping' and have no Dharma nature to support your soul. By then, you may not even be able to see the true form of ghosts and Buddhas - you and it are like two straight lines, each parallel to the other."

, so how can we contain it?"

Jianzhen was silent for a moment when he heard the sound, and then said: "There are many differences between the situation of the poor monk and the situation of 'those who practice evil views'.

A poor monk can see ghosts and Buddhas."

Before that, every time he stirred up his mind and raised his nature, he could see in his nature the Buddha who was created by countless human thoughts!

Ghosts and Buddhas are his nightmare!

It was just a tragic story from a past era, but Jianzhen could not explain the reason to the monks.

After he spoke, he formed a Dharma seal with his hand - a bright light suddenly lit up at his fingertips - all the monks were shocked when they saw the light at his fingertips.

Huinumao's face trembled, and he first saluted the lamp and said: "The Patriarch."

Then he said to Jianzhen: "The sage entrusted the dharma nature of Patriarch Tripitaka to you?"

"Therefore, even if the poor monk holds wrong views, he cannot see the Tathagata.

But relying on the Dharma nature of the Tripitaka, one can also directly see ghosts and Buddhas." Jianzhen said, "Brothers and teachers, there is no need to worry about this."

The monks had been moved by Jianzhen's words, and now that they saw that he had Xuanzang's Dharma in his hands, they were already inclined to appoint him to deal with ghosts and Buddhas.

It's just that Jianzhen itself failed to realize the nature of the Dharma, so the monks were somewhat hesitant.

The monk Huineng, who had been staying in the corner without making a sound and looked like a haggard old man, said at this time: "Junior Brother Jianzhen is the best candidate at the moment.

Apart from him, there is no other person who can take on such great responsibilities."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monks nodded hesitantly.
To be continued...