Chapter 2215 Chen Jiangbian Goes to Jinshan Temple

"Yes, Master, I know!" Wang Zhifei's mother was very satisfied and called out casually.

When Xiao Hua heard the word "Master", he couldn't help but think of the fat body of the Master of the Wang family. He smacked his lips and wanted to go back on his words, but when he thought about Liu Yi and the Black Bear Spirit calling him Master all the time, wouldn't Wang Zhifei and his mother have to call them Master the same when they see them in the future?

"Forget it! Wang~" Xiao Hua simply said, "Do you know what the name of the land under your feet is?"

Wang was stunned and didn't react for a long time. She looked at Wang Zhifei and hesitated. She didn't understand what Xiao Hua was asking.

Xiao Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he simply asked: "Do you know the name of the big river next to it?"

"Buddha River?" Wang finally spoke.

"Then Buddha River... on which continent?" Xiao Hua asked again.

"Continent? What is a continent?" Wang was like falling into a cloud.

Xiao Hua looked at Wang Zhifei and smiled: "Zhifei, have you heard the little monk talk about it?"

"No!" Wang Zhifei was also at a loss.

"Well, let's do this. Xiao will take you to a place where there are other disciples of Xiao. However, you can't tell others that you live by the Buddha River, and you can't tell others that you have seen many monks!" Xiao Hua thought for a while and ordered.

Wang nodded: "I understand, in fact... I haven't seen many monks! As for this Buddha River, I will just say it is a big river. There are many big rivers on both sides."

"Good!" Xiao Hua already understood in his heart that Wang should be the same as Wang Zhifei. The farthest he has been is Pingxi City. In their minds, there is no concept of paradise and Tibetan Immortal Continent. In fact... their village is really remote, and even temples are rarely seen. It is no different from the Tibetan Immortal Continent. The only thing that Xiao Hua was worried about was this Saint River. Whether the name of this river was Buddha River or Saint River, it would probably make people associate it with the Paradise.

Wang Zhifei's origins were nothing to Liu Yi and others, but Xiao Hua felt in his heart that his Buddha relics, his future identity as the Buddha Lord, and even the Buddha fruit of Guanyin Bodhisattva should be separated from his identity as the descendant of the Taoist sect. It would be better to hide the fact that he came to the Paradise through the space veins. Therefore, Xiao Hua did not intend to bring Wang Zhifei back to the Tibetan Immortal Continent at first, but after thinking about it, Wang Zhifei and his mother were orphans and widows. Although they were inconspicuous in the Paradise, Wang Zhifei practiced Taoism after all. If there was any mistake, wouldn't it be his fault? In the end, Xiao Hua finally decided to take them back to the Tibetan Immortal Continent together.

However,

After instructing Wang Zhifei and Wang for a while, Xiao Hua always felt that something was wrong, but what was wrong, Xiao Hua couldn't remember for a while.

"Okay, Xifei. Wang, Xiao is going to take you away, but during this period... you have to have a good sleep. When you wake up, you will go to a new place. There you don't have to worry about being bullied by others, and Xifei, you will also have senior brothers to practice with!" Xiao Hua first asked Wang about the direction of Pingxi City. Then he said to Wang Xifei and Wang.

"Thank you, Master!" Wang was worried when she heard that Xiao Hua only had three days. After she married to this village, she never left again. She didn't know how to live after "leaving her hometown". At this time, she heard that Xiao Hua was going to take them away, and she was so happy that she almost knelt down and kowtowed.

"Oh..." Hearing Wang's grateful voice. Xiao Hua suddenly realized that he had overlooked a point, that is, the words of the Paradise and the words of the Tibetan Immortal Continent are completely different. Wang Xifei and Wang arrived in the Tibetan Immortal Continent. As long as they opened their mouths, they would definitely be exposed.

However, if Wang Zhifei and Wang Shi start to learn the Tibetan Immortal Continent now, Xiao Hua feels that he will not have such good patience, and he does not know how long it will take Wang Shi to learn, he can't waste time here.

"Forget it, let Liu Yi teach us when we get to Black Wind Ridge!" Xiao Hua sighed slightly. It is not easy to do anything in this world, and it is even more difficult to cover up anything.

Then, Xiao Hua took out two Bigu Pills and handed them to the two of them, asking them to take them. He waved his hand and tapped the acupuncture points of the two, sending them to a place in the space, and he flew towards Pingxi City on the clouds.

Xiao Hua's plan was very good, but he still overlooked one thing, that is, Wang Zhifei's special talent. In the space, Wang Zhifei was sleeping well, but suddenly, his eyes moved rapidly, and the breathing in his mouth and nose gradually became rhythmic, and even his hands, which were placed casually, gradually pinched, which was the method of refining Qi at the first level! Not long after, the spiritual light like sunshine gradually gathered around him. Wang Zhifei's cultivation in the dream may not be a big deal. The problem is that in Xiao Hua's space, there is also a lonely Jiang Liuer! Jiang Liuer's eyes have been turning day and night for more than a hundred years. What stories will happen if the two are in the same place?

This time Xiao Hua flew in the right direction. Only half a day later, he arrived at Pingxi City. As a bald little monk, Xiao Hua received rare respect in Pingxi City. Not only did some people give alms diligently, but there were also kind donors who took the initiative to take Xiao Hua to the east of the city to find the not-too-famous Jietai Temple.

However, when he arrived at Jietai Temple, Xiao Hua was a little disappointed. The monk who was guarding the gate wanted to see Xiao Hua's certificate of ordination, but Xiao Hua didn't have it! The monk's face was indifferent, colder than that of ordinary people. He waved his hand and said that he could not stay without a certificate, and he could not eat vegetarian food! If he wanted to eat, he could only go outside to beg for alms.

Xiao Hua laughed, and laughed very happily. He liked this straightforward monk. With such people, the Taoist sect could prosper! He wished there were more such people. So he didn't blame the monk, but just said that he didn't need to stay, and he just wanted to ask their abbot something and leave.

It would have been better if Xiao Hua didn't say anything. As soon as he said he wanted to see the abbot, the monk's face immediately showed a smile, asking Xiao Hua if he had an appointment with the abbot, and if he had any Buddhist certificates brought by others. After all, the master of a temple can't be met just by saying so! In particular, the monk in charge of reception casually asked Xiao Hua if he knew the name of the abbot of Jietai Temple. Xiao Hua was speechless. Even if he brought out Cihui, the monk in charge of reception waved his robe and signaled to send him away. If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Hua was also bald, he would have swept Xiao Hua out with a broom, right?

Helplessly, Xiao Hua had to release the Buddha's consciousness to attract the abbot of Jietai Temple, Xinchan, who politely invited Xiao Hua into the temple.

Under the ugly face of the monk in charge of reception, Xiao Hua followed Xinchan into the temple leisurely. However, just when the monk in charge of reception was extremely worried about whether he would be punished by the abbot, Xiao Hua flew out of Jietai Temple on a cloud led by a young monk. Xiao Hua really asked one thing and left. The monk in charge of reception did not lie at all!

This flight lasted for several days, and it was dusk again. A very wide river appeared in front of Xiao Hua. The river flowed under a cliff. On the side of the cliff, there was a very dilapidated ancient temple. There were many dark green ancient trees planted on both sides of the ancient temple. At a glance, the ancient trees were covered with heavy shadows in the dusk, and the whole ancient temple was like a bat spreading its wings.

As soon as he saw the ancient temple, the monk who led the way stopped and put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, Junior Brother Tipu, this is Jinshan Temple! The river under Jinshan Temple is called Chenjiang, which is what I told you all the way. The end of Chenjiang is the Saint River. The great Zen Master Jikong of Jinshan Temple has a strange temper. The last time I came with Master to visit him, he didn't see us at all, which made Master very embarrassed. So, I won't accompany you down. Junior Brother, if you have any problems... cough, you must be prepared!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ming!" Xiao Hua also put his hands together to thank you.

Liao Ming waved his hand and said, "No thanks, no thanks. I have benefited a lot from discussing Buddhism with my junior brother along the way. When Uncle Cihui came to visit the master, I listened attentively. I have gained as much as that time in the past few days."

"By the way, Brother Liao Ming, is there any news about Cihui?" Xiao Hua had been holding back from asking along the way, but finally asked again at this time.

Liao Ming was puzzled and said, "Is there any news about Uncle Cihui?"

"This..." Xiao Hua thought for a while and said, "I don't know. I haven't seen him since I broke up with Cihui. Also, I would like to ask again, if there are seniors in my Pure Land World who have achieved the fruit of Bodhisattva, how can we know?"

"Achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva? Junior brother, are you kidding? As far as I know... our Pure Land World has not had a Buddhist who has achieved the fruit of Bodhisattva for tens of thousands of years! Oh, by the way, I heard that Uncle Cihang almost achieved the fruit of Bodhisattva in Xiaoyu Continent a few days ago." Liao Ming said with a smile.

"Ahem, what I mean is that someone has attained enlightenment. How do we know?" Xiao Hua asked with a cough.

"When a Bodhisattva attains enlightenment, all the monks celebrate together. If there is a Bodhisattva in the Pure Land, there will be a long bell ringing 8864 times, and the whole Pure Land will be jubilant." Le Ming smiled, "Then, the Buddha's seat of this Bodhisattva will appear in Leiyin Temple, and then Leiyin Temple will send a small guide to guide him. At the same time, it will also emit Buddha's light to inform the whole Pure Land. Junior Brother Tipu wouldn't even know this, right?"

"Dang, dang, dang..." Just as Le Ming smiled and looked at Xiao Hua, suddenly the Buddhist bell of Jinshan Temple in the distance rang long, At the same time, further away...more temple bells rang at the same time, one after another, one after another...

Liao Ming was stunned. He looked at Xiao Hua in disbelief, then looked at Jinshan Temple. He waited until the sixty-four bells rang. Suddenly, the entire Pure Land world was filled with thousands of Buddha lights, like the rising sun shining on the earth and splashing in all directions... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)