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Chapter 2572 Not bad, not bad

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    What Xiang Que saw was a dilapidated small temple among the mountains and forests. The temple was so small that there was only a main hall in the front and a wing room behind it.  A senile old monk in a monk's robe and bare feet.

    The monk's condition doesn't seem to be very good. Apart from his dirty body, his spirit seems to be normal. However, judging from the sound of him knocking on the wooden fish and the sound of reciting scriptures, he is really quite good at this time.  Dedicated to Buddha.

    There is only one Buddha statue in the temple, and it is impossible to recognize which Buddha or Bodhisattva it is from the face of the Buddha statue.

    Seemingly hearing someone coming, the old monk with closed eyes and drooping eyes raised his eyelids and glanced at Xiang Que, but his subordinates and his mouth didn't listen, and continued with his evening class.

    For monks and Taoist priests, Xiang Que never judges people by their appearance. This can be seen from the old Taoist Zhu Chungang and Master Xuankong Temple.  Won't sparks bring lightning all the way?

    Since Xiang Que wanted to find a place to rest, it would be the same if he was in this ruined temple. After entering, he first found a futon and knelt down to worship the unknown Buddha statue.  Listening to the old monk recite scriptures.

    More than half an hour later, the old monk seemed to have finished his evening class. He put down the wooden fish in his hand and raised his eyelids to look at Xiang Que.

    "Master, you are polite," Xiang Que said with clasped hands.

    "Did the benefactor come from a long way to the west?" The old monk nodded and asked casually.

    Xiang Que said "yes", and the other party asked again: "Then what sense does the benefactor have for Xitian?"

    Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, he only wanted to find a place to rest, but he didn't want to discuss the senses of their land with the local aborigines, so he said casually: "It's okay."

    Unexpectedly, the old monk seemed to have not communicated with anyone for a long time. Once he opened the chatter box, he felt like he couldn't stop. He followed Xiang Que's words and asked: "It's okay, but it's not good.  .¡±

    Xiang Que said helplessly: "Master, it's okay, it's just a polite word, I mean it's okay"

    "It's okay, but it's not okay"

    Xiang Que: ""

    It¡¯s better to go to a Taoist temple. Those Taoist priests are lazy. They don¡¯t bother to talk to you.  If you play the Zen machine, it seems that if you don't play it, you won't be able to reflect the word "obtaining the Tao" in them.

    Xiang Que felt a little regretful about coming in. It would be impolite for you to leave without finishing the topic as soon as the topic was opened, so he had to pick up the other party's conversation and said patiently: "It's okay, it's okay, it's me  I feel that Xitian has both remarkable points and shortcomings. This is the same as the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom. It seems that this world is different in everyone's eyes. Maybe rich people have rights.  people think the world is beautiful, but poor and sick people think the world is full of depression and sorrow, so I think Xitian is okay, but from the perspective of Xitian people, this place is very good.  up"

    The old monk looked at Xiang Que quietly, his cloudy eyes suddenly seemed to become clearer, and he asked, "The benefactor thinks, what's wrong?"

    Xiang Que thought for a while, and then asked the questions that he had seen along the way.

    "I always thought that Western Paradise was the holy land of Buddhism. This land is full of eminent monks who have achieved Taoism and successful practice, but it seems that it is not the case all the way. There are eminent monks, but there are also those with dirty minds.  A few days ago, I happened to go to a town, and I saw several venerables and even arhats, they seemed to put themselves in a high position"

    Xiang Que told the other party all he had seen and heard along the way. After the old monk heard it, he opened his mouth and asked without thinking a bit: "What do you think is the most fundamental thing for cultivating immortals, cultivating Buddhas, and cultivating Buddhas?"  ?¡±

    "Cultivating immortals is to live forever and have great magic power. The root of cultivation lies in the strength of the realm. As for cultivating Buddha?"  Buddhist principles, finally attained the Dzogchen, and became my Buddha.¡±

    The clear eyes in the old monk's eyes became brighter now, he nodded slowly and said: "The almsgiver is right, each has its own practice."

    Xiang Que's heart suddenly relaxed, the old monk was not bad, he didn't get serious with himself and continued to argue, otherwise the two people's discussion might have to be endless.

    Just to relaxAfter sitting down, the old monk suddenly continued: "The kind of situation that the benefactor mentioned earlier is very common in Western Paradise. It happens almost everywhere, and there are even worse things than this, such as disregarding human life, setting fire to kill  , or bullying the market, everywhere.¡±

    Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the old monk would reveal all his own details, which was a bit of a slap in the face, so he couldn't help but said: "Master, is this  Tell the truth?"

    "Of course it's true, monks don't tell lies"

    Xiang Que frowned, then raised his finger and said in the direction of Lingshan, "Master already knows, but do the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on Lingshan know?"

    The old monk said: "No matter what happens in the West Paradise, how can we keep Lingshan from hiding, even if there are any disturbances, unless someone blocks the changes in Lingshan?"

    Xiang Que said: "Then why doesn't Lingshan ignore it? Isn't Buddhism supposed to be merciful? If the things the master said happened, why wouldn't Lingshan interfere if he knew about it?"

    The old monk smiled and said, "Why do you have to take care of it?"

    "I don't think this should be the West Paradise in people's imagination"

    The old monk said: "I don't care, but I can't manage it. If everyone can be compassionate and save all sentient beings, wouldn't everyone be able to become a Buddha? How can there be so many mountains in Lingshan for so many Buddhas to live in?"  Woolen cloth?"

    Xiang Que once again felt that the old monk's thoughts were very different from his own. How should I put it, it was because he felt that the old monk must have taken an unusual path.

    But Xiang Que also suddenly thought of something, that is, the words of the old monk seem to be quite unpredictable, and at the same time, there is also an idea that the old monk seems to be answering some questions for him,

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