Chapter 2058 Cimei

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At this time, the morning sun was rising in the east, and the first group of pilgrims from Hanling Temple had already swarmed in when the Zhike monk opened the mountain gate.

It is just that, in the depths of the mysterious Buddhist temple in the eyes of pilgrims, clusters of green plums surround a pavilion that is slightly higher than the usual pavilion. There is no cover for the pavilion, and there is even some mist in it. The mist has a faint fragrance of green plums, and it doesn't look like a Buddhist holy place at all.

It didn't stop there, in the confused mist, a beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth was sitting cross-legged on a futon leisurely and contentedly. If it wasn't for the fact that the top of the young man's head had not been shaved, and if it wasn't for the young man wearing a goose-yellow monk robe, anyone who saw this young man would regard him as a handsome young man in troubled times. A gust of wind blew by, and the sun from the east was blowing in. The figure of the young monk was revealed very slowly. It seemed that the wind and the light were reluctant to disturb the young monk's practice.

However, after the dusty light and shadows, the face of the young monk Ruyu moved slightly, his exquisite eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyes, a pair of eyes that were as crystal as black jade flashed a faint displeasure, and the displeasure was thrown into the air In the middle, the light and dust are also trembling, and as shadows like lotuses suddenly appear in the eyes, the light and dust also turned into blossoming lotuses with three petals...

"Jingcheng, since you are already here, why don't you come in?" When the young monk opened his mouth, his voice was as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate, especially his slightly exposed teeth were whiter than pearls.

"Hehe, Master Cimei..." A slightly old voice sounded from the distant pavilion, and then the small door of the pavilion was opened. An old man in a white monk's robe showed his figure, and then the old man walked out from the pavilion, and slowly stepped on the green plums surrounded by the pavilion and landed in front of the young monk.

Seeing the old man's respectful face, the beard and eyebrows were pure white, and the bright moon and loving monk frowned slightly, and there was another kind of regret in the eyes that were still unhappy just now.

The old monk Jingcheng had a smile on his face. He was about to put his hands together to salute, but he could see that there was no regret in the eyes of the monk Cimei. He raised his eyebrows, and then lowered his eyebrows to please his eyes: he proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Jingcheng Cheng has met Master Cimei! It's just that he hasn't seen him for more than ten years. Master actually stepped into the realm of imitating lotus. It really makes disciples envious!"

"Amitabha, Jingcheng..." Cimei raised one hand and proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Get up now!"

"Yes~" Jing Cheng stood up. Standing beside him respectfully. Not much to say.

Cimei raised her eyes to see the morning sun in the distance. Sighing, not knowing what to do, the whole figure slowly stood up from the futon. Walking to the east side of the pavilion, facing the rising sun, he asked in a low voice: "Do you know why I called you here?"

Looking at Cimei's back, the goose-yellow monk's robe was inlaid with golden silk borders, Jingcheng's eyes showed even more reverence, and he hurriedly replied: "Yes, I know, I plan to come to Japan to pay respects in person in Japan. Master Patriarch reported the matter of Changsheng Town, but because he wanted to arrange some mundane affairs of Xiaojin Temple, he wrote it..."

"Alas..." Cimei sighed again,

Before Jingcheng could finish speaking, he interrupted him and asked, "Jingcheng, how many years have you been the abbot of Ciyun Temple?"

Jingcheng was taken aback, apparently he didn't expect Cimei to ask this question, but he didn't dare to think too much, and hurriedly replied: "I'm going to be the abbot of Ciyun Temple... I was guided by the master himself, how can I not know? Already Thirty-six years and three months!"

"Well, you remember it really clearly!" Cimei nodded, but there was no joy in her tone.

Jingcheng was even more stunned, and hurriedly apologized with a smile: "Master, disciple... What did you do wrong? I hope the master will not hesitate to enlighten me!"

"Actually, it's not a mistake!" Cimei shook her head slightly, but without turning around, she said, "Everyone has their own destiny, and nothing in the world can be forced!"

When Jing Cheng heard this, he became even more anxious. He hurriedly took a step forward, put his hands together, bowed and said: "Master, you have always watched your disciple grow up. Moreover, Master has always been a role model for disciples. The abbot of Ciyun Temple under the jurisdiction of Hanling Mountain also regards the ancestor as a model..."

"I said you were wrong, but you are getting more and more wrong!" Cimei swung her sleeves, helped Jing Cheng up, and said calmly, "You and I are both former disciples of the Buddha. Lord Buddha, if there is an example to imitate, it is also the Buddha. I have practiced for many years, but I have not yet attained any Buddhahood. Why do you learn from me? It’s just fifty steps and a hundred steps!”

After hearing this, Jingcheng said solemnly: "Master is wrong! Disciple naturally puts the future of Lord Buddha and Buddhism in his heart, but that is the pursuit of his life. Master is the benchmark of suffering in the disciple's heart. Every time the disciple encounters Difficulties, the far side can certainly give disciples hope, but the nearby benchmarks can give disciples the motivation to move forward!"

Cimei smiled like a lotus flower, and said, "Then let me ask you, is the matter of Xiaojin Temple in Changsheng Town more important? Or the news about Senior Brother Cihang?"

"This..." Jingcheng was a little puzzled, "The disciple has already passed the news of Master Cihang to the master, nothing else is important, and the disciple is not talented, let alone find the whereabouts of Master Cihang. Disciple In order to prevent Chongyunzong from taking the lead in Changsheng Town, he hastily dispatched Junior Junior Brother Jing Mo to Changsheng Town to serve as the abbot of Xiaojin Temple. In Changsheng Town."

"Did Jingmo go to Changsheng Town?" Cimei asked again indifferently.

"Of course not yet. I'm waiting for the Buddha's oracle from Hanling Temple." Jingcheng said hurriedly, "Although I can directly appoint the abbot of Xiaojin Temple, today's incense in Changsheng Town is beyond my expectation. Thousands of Tens of thousands of benefactors came from all directions to Jiangchao Temple in Changsheng Town to worship the statue of Master Cihang, such a grand event... I dare not specialize in it, so I ask the master to decide."

"Hmm..." Cimei asked in a slow tone after hearing this, "According to what you said, Changsheng Town has gathered a lot of villagers and residents, and they spontaneously want to build a ten-foot golden body for Senior Brother Cihang? "

"Yeah!" As soon as he mentioned this, a gleam of light appeared in Jingcheng's eyes, "This was proposed before Xingchen left Changsheng Town, and this proposal was immediately accepted by everyone. The benefactor accepted it, and when Xingchen left Changsheng Town, they had raised a lot of money! It's just... well, on the Hidden Immortal Continent, my Buddhist sect has never had a golden statue, and Master Cihang also I haven't really proved the fruit, so the disciple can only talk about this matter with the master..."

Speaking of this, Jingcheng suddenly showed shock on his face, looked at Cimei with an unbelievable expression, and said anxiously: "Master, what do you mean... yes... disciples should focus on doing things for you. Brother Cihang set up the Golden Monk, instead of rushing to dispatch the abbot of the Xiaojin Temple?"

Unfortunately, Cimei ignored him at all, turned her head, and asked indifferently: "Did Xingchen come with you?"

"Yes, the disciple received the order from the master, and immediately came here with Xingchen Xingye." Jing Cheng nodded, "The disciple waited in front of the master's door after a short rest, and after seeing the master, let him go Xingchen came to kowtow to the master! I just don't know... what's wrong with the disciple's arrangement?"

"You still asked after all!" Cimei sighed, "Jingcheng, if you don't get rid of the obsessions and worldly thoughts in your heart, I'm afraid you won't be able to prove fruition in your whole life!"

Jing Cheng's face was shocked, and he hurriedly asked: "I know I'm wrong, so I ask Master to teach me!"

"Hehe, don't be too terrified!" Cimei smiled, "I haven't even achieved fruition yet, why are you in a hurry? Just now I said you shouldn't have obsessions, isn't that what you are obsessed with?"

"Ah..." Jingcheng thought for a while and immediately came to his senses, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, what the master taught is true. This disciple has been the abbot of Ciyun Temple for more than 30 years. I have to do ordinary things every day, and the obsession in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. How is this different from a secular government? My disciple’s Buddhist practice has long since fallen into the bottom line.”

Cimei nodded and said: "You're right. You are a Buddhist disciple, and some things must be kept in mind at all times, and some things must be forgotten all the time. The cultivation base of the Buddhist sect and the supernatural powers of the Buddhist sect are the same for my Buddhist disciples. It's useless, it's just some supernatural powers to subdue demons, not the foundation of my Buddhist disciples, doing good deeds and proving fruit is the ultimate pursuit of my Buddhist disciples!"

"Yes, disciple understands!" Jing Cheng naturally thought of the compliment he had just said when he met Cimei, and replied very ashamedly.

Cimei said again: "Amitabha, although you and I are different in age and practice, we are both disciples of Buddhism, and the secular etiquette does not have to be strictly followed. You don't have to get up so early, and you shouldn't wait here respectfully. In the pavilion. If your heart is in these worldly thoughts, it will be difficult to advance in the practice of Buddhism."

"Disciple already understands! Disciple, keep it in mind and always warn yourself." Jing Cheng smiled wryly. This waiting etiquette is what other monks in Yunlin Temple did when they visited him. He has been used to it for more than 30 years. Now, of course, he took it out to meet Cimei, how could he have thought that this is a secular practice, different from the Buddhist teachings?

"Hehe, I won't say more!" Cimei smiled again, "You have done a good job in Xi Country, and your achievements are very important. My Buddhist sect's strong incense in Xi Country is obvious to all Buddhists in the Tibetan Immortal Continent. .It’s just that you’ve heard too many mundane things, and that’s what caused the bad results! You just need to wake up a little bit, and you can correct it, and the future is boundless, and it’s very possible to achieve fruition!”

Speaking of this, Cimei had another wry smile on her face: "Don't say it's you, even I, when I heard that Senior Brother Cihang almost attained Bodhisattva Buddhahood, I almost lost my mind!"

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