Chapter 2058 Cimei

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

Exactly, in the depths of the mysterious Buddhist temple in the eyes of the pilgrims, clusters of green plums surrounded a pavilion that was slightly higher than the usual pavilions. The pavilion was not covered by anything, and there was even some mist diffused in it. The mist was filled with the faint fragrance of green plums, and it did not look like a holy place of Buddhism at all.

Not only that, in the confused fog, a beautiful boy with red lips and white teeth was sitting cross-legged on a cushion leisurely. If the boy had not shaved his head, if the boy had not been wearing a goose yellow monk's robe, anyone who saw him would have regarded him as a handsome young man in the world. A light breeze blew, and the sunlight from the east came, and the figure of the young monk slowly appeared, as if the wind and the light were reluctant to disturb the young monk's practice.

However, after the dust, light and shadow, the jade-like face of the young monk moved slightly, and the delicate eyelids trembled and opened. A pair of eyes as crystal as black jade flashed a faint displeasure, and the displeasure was cast in the air, and the light and dust also trembled. As the shadows like lotus suddenly appeared in the eyes, the light and dust also turned into three-petal lotus...

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

"Haha, Master Cimei..." A slightly old voice sounded from the distant pavilion, and then the small door of the pavilion opened. An old man in white monk's robes showed up, and then the old man walked out of the pavilion. Slowly stepping on the green plums surrounding the pavilion, he fell in front of the young monk.

Seeing the old man's respectful face, with white beard and eyebrows, the monk Mingyue Cimei frowned slightly, and a kind of regret appeared in his eyes that were just unhappy.

The old monk Jingcheng had a smile on his face. He was about to put his hands together to salute, but he saw the regret in Monk Cimei's eyes. He raised his eyebrows, then lowered his eyebrows and said: "Jingcheng has met Master Cimei! It's just that we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. The master actually stepped into the realm of simulating lotus, which really makes the disciples envious!"

"Amitabha, Jingcheng..." Cimei raised one hand and chanted the Buddha's name, "You stand up!"

"Yes~" Jingcheng stood up and stood respectfully beside him without saying much.

Cimei looked up at the morning light in the distance. He sighed, without making any gestures, and slowly stood up from the cushion, walked to the east side of the pavilion, and faced the rising sun, and 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 edges, and Jingcheng's eyes showed even more respect. He hurriedly replied: "Yes, I know. I planned to come to report the matter of Changsheng Town to the master in person.

But because I have to arrange some secular affairs of Xiaojin Temple, I wrote this..."

"Alas..." Cimei sighed again. Without waiting for Jingcheng to finish, she interrupted him and asked, "Jingcheng, how many years have you been the abbot of Ciyu Temple?"

Jingcheng was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect Cimei to ask this question, but he didn't dare to think too much. He quickly replied, "The disciple went to Ciyu Temple to be the abbot... and it was the master's personal recommendation. How could the disciple not know? It has been exactly thirty-six years and three months!"

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

Jingcheng was even more shocked, and hurriedly smiled and said, "Master, what did I do wrong? I hope you can teach me!"

"Actually, it's not wrong!" Cimei shook her head slightly, but did not turn around, and said, "Everyone has their own fate, and nothing in the world can be forced!"

Jingcheng was even more anxious when he heard it, and hurriedly stepped forward, put his hands together, and bowed and said, "Master, you have watched your disciple grow up. And Master has always been a role model in my heart. I can be the abbot of Ciyun Temple under the jurisdiction of Hanling Mountain, and I also take Master as a model..."

"I said you are wrong, you are really getting more and more wrong!" Cimei waved her sleeves, helped Jingcheng up, and said lightly, "You and I are both disciples of the Buddha, and everything is for the Buddha. If there is a role model to emulate, it is the Buddha. I have practiced for many years, but I have not achieved any Buddhahood. Why do you want to learn from me? It's just fifty steps to learn a hundred steps!"

Jingcheng listened and said seriously: "Master is wrong! I naturally care about the future of the Buddha and the Buddhist sect, but that is my lifelong pursuit. And Master is the benchmark of the sea of ​​suffering in my heart. Whenever I encounter difficulties, the other shore in the distance can certainly give me hope, but the benchmark nearby gives me the motivation to move forward!"

Cimei smiled slightly, and that smile was like a blooming lotus. She said, "Then let me ask you, is the matter of Xiaojin Temple in Changsheng Town important? Or is the news of Senior Brother Cihang important?"

"This..." Jingcheng was a little puzzled, "I have passed the news of Senior Brother Cihang to Master, and nothing else is important. I am not talented, and I have not found the whereabouts of Senior Brother Cihang. In order to prevent Chongyun Sect from taking the lead in Changsheng Town, I hurriedly sent Junior Brother Jingmo to Changsheng Town to serve as the abbot of Xiaojin Temple, taking advantage of the remaining shadow left by Senior Brother Cihang to firmly root Xiaojin Temple in Changsheng Town."

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

"Of course not yet. I am waiting for the Buddhist edict from Hanling Temple." Jingcheng said hurriedly, "Although I can directly appoint the abbot of Xiaojin Temple, the incense in Changsheng Town today is really beyond my expectation. Thousands of people visit it every day. Tens of thousands of donors came from all directions to the Jiangchao Temple in Changsheng Town to worship the statue of Master Cihang. For such a grand event... I don’t dare to be expert in it, so I still ask the master to decide.”

"Hmm..." Ci Mei calmed down after hearing this and asked, "According to what you said, a large number of villagers and lay people have gathered in Changsheng Town, and they spontaneously want to build a ten-foot-long golden body for Senior Brother Cihang? "

"Yes!" As soon as he mentioned this matter, a flash of light appeared between Jingcheng's eyes, "This was before Xingchen left Changsheng Town, someone suggested it, and this suggestion was immediately rejected by everyone. The donor accepted that when Xingchen left Changsheng Town, they had already raised a lot of money! But... alas, our Buddhist sect has not yet had a golden statue in the Hidden Immortal Continent, and Master Cihang has not. The fruit has not been truly realized, so the disciple can only tell the master about this matter..."

At this point, Jingcheng's face suddenly showed shock. He looked at Ci Mei with an incredible expression and said anxiously: "Master, what you mean...is...this disciple should focus his energy on... Brother Cihang built a golden body, instead of rushing to dispatch the abbot of Xiaojin Temple? "

Unfortunately, Ci Mei ignored him at all, turned around and asked calmly: "Did Xing Chen come with you?"

"Yes, the disciple received the instruction from the master and immediately came over with Xingchen Xingye." Jingcheng nodded, "The disciple took a short rest and waited in front of the master's door. After seeing the master, he asked Xingchen comes to see the master! I just don’t know...what’s wrong with the disciple’s arrangement?”

"You asked after all!" Ci Mei sighed, "Jingcheng, if you don't get rid of the obsessions and secular thoughts in your heart, I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve fruition in this life!"

Jingcheng's face was shocked and he hurriedly asked: "I know that I am wrong, please ask the master to teach me!"

"Haha, don't be too frightened!" Ci Mei said with a smile, "I have never achieved fruition, so why are you anxious? I just said you should not have any obsessions. Isn't this just your obsession?"

"Alas..." Jingcheng thought for a moment and immediately woke up. He clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, this is what the master taught me. This disciple has been the abbot of Ciyun Temple for more than thirty years. He has been busy with secular affairs every day, and the obsession in his heart has become more and more serious. He is so profound that he can even remember how long he has been the abbot. How is this different from the secular government? The disciple's Buddhist practice has already fallen into the inferior realm. "

Ci Mei nodded and said: "You are right. You are a disciple of Buddhism. There are some things that you should always remember and some things that you should always forget. The cultivation of Buddhism and the magical powers of Buddhism are all the same to me, a Buddhist disciple. It’s useless, they are just magical powers to conquer demons, not the foundation of my Buddhist disciples. Doing good deeds and achieving fruition is the ultimate pursuit of my Buddhist disciples!”

"Yes, disciple understands!" Jingcheng naturally thought of the compliment he had just said when he met Ci Mei, and answered with shame.

Ci Mei said again: "Amitabha, although you and I are different in age and practice, we are both disciples of Buddhism. We do not necessarily have to strictly abide by secular etiquette. You don't have to get up so early, let alone wait respectfully. In the pavilion, if your mind is in these worldly thoughts, it will be difficult to progress in Buddhist practice."

"Disciple already understands! Disciple, keep this in mind and always warn yourself." Jingcheng smiled bitterly. This etiquette of waiting was what other monks in Yunlin Temple did when they came to see him. He has been used to it for more than thirty years. Now, of course, I took it out to pay tribute to Ci Mei. Who would have thought that this is a common practice in the world and different from the Buddhist laws?

"Haha, I won't say any more!" Ci Mei smiled again, "You have done a great job in Xi Country, and your achievements are very important. The prosperity of our Buddhist sect in Xi Country is obvious to all the Buddhist disciples in the Hidden Immortal Continent. . It’s just that you have too many worldly affairs that have led to the bad results you have now! As long as you wake up a little, you can correct it, and your future will be bright, and it is very possible to achieve enlightenment!”

At this point, Ci Mei had a wry smile on her face again: "Don't say it's you, even I almost lost my mind when I heard that Senior Brother Cihang almost achieved the fruit of Bodhisattva!" (Not finished yet! Continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes at Qidian (). Your support is my biggest motivation. Please read it here.