Chapter 535: Illusion? Or Real?

It seems that the collection is only a few dozen away and it will reach 50,000. Pindao is ready to cheer!

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"What are you doing!" A junior officer dressed in more ornate clothes came out and scolded in a language that Wei Xiaobei had never heard.

Of course, although Wei Xiaobei had never heard of this language, he somehow understood it.

"We are wandering bhikkhus, coming to beg for food."

Shakyamuni stepped forward and said truthfully.

"Bhikkhu? Begging?"

The little officer glanced at the monks contemptuously, but fortunately he let the soldiers go. Perhaps in his eyes, the so-called bhikkhus, who were not wearing any clothes, were no threat at all.

After entering the city, the monks dispersed immediately, holding wooden bowls, each chose a path and began to beg for food along the way.

Even Shakyamuni, the Venerable Mani, is the same.

As for Wei Xiaobei's current body, it is naturally impossible to escape.

But having said that, in Wei Xiaobei's mind, this Shakyamuni is indeed a bit different, among other things, just begging for food, um, is actually a begging in the future.

In this era of Shakyamuni, he was undoubtedly despised by others, but as the master of thousands of monks and disciples, Venerable Mani could undoubtedly assign people to sit and wait for food in the so-called lonely garden, without having to come in person at all. But also be looked down upon.

Well, when Wei Xiaobei's body was knocking on the doors of those residents to beg for food, Wei Xiaobei couldn't stand the supercilious looks he received.

This is not simply a question of whether the will is firm or not, but a kind of incompatibility.

However, what surprised Wei Xiaobei was that the wooden bowl in his hand was only the size of a palm, and the food donated by each household could fill half of the wooden bowl, but after begging for more than ten households, There is still dissatisfaction in the wooden bowl.

Could this be a space treasure?

Think about it, every monk has such a wooden bowl and thousands of space treasures, which really makes Wei Xiaobei a little dazzled.

When about thirteen households were begging for food. Wei Xiaobei saw a monk in front of him enduring the scolding from the head of the household.

If it were Wei Xiaobei,

Being reviled like this, he would have already taught the other party a lesson.

Even Wei Xiaobei could see the golden light blooming slightly on the monk's hand, but the golden light faded in the next moment. Let the head of the household scold, until the head of the household scolds dryly and closes the door, it is not over.

Wei Xiaobei's body stepped forward and bowed to the monk at this moment: "I have met Senior Brother You Poli."

"So it's Junior Brother Shariputra."

"I don't know how much senior brother has begged for food?" Wei Xiaobei asked again.

"There are already ten households." Upali replied.

"I have begged for thirteen households, which should be enough. We went to find the master and returned."

When Wei Xiaobei said so, Yu Poli nodded in agreement.

The two monks walked side by side, Wei Xiaobei was struggling to look through his memory.

When the two monks were questioning each other, Wei Xiaobei suddenly remembered that he seemed to have some impressions of the names of Shariputra and Upali.

Helplessly, in this illusion, all of Wei Xiaobei's skills and abilities are blocked, even if he wants to review his past memories, he can only act like an ordinary person.

fine. Although the ability has been blocked, the attributes still seem to be there.

When the two monks found Shakyamuni, and Shakyamuni called the monks to leave and walked out of the city gate, Wei Xiaobei finally remembered.

It turned out that these two names were two of Shakyamuni's top ten disciples!

It is not known how many monks Sakyamuni received, but later generations recognized that there are ten of the most powerful monks, each of which is different, and they can be called the first in their respective fields of expertise. Therefore, these ten disciples are also called the Ten Great Masters.

For example, the Venerable Upali next to him is said to be the number one in keeping precepts, and the Shariputra in Wei Xiaobei's body is called the number one in wisdom!

There are also Moggallana who is the first in supernatural powers, Fuluna who is the number one in preaching, Subhuti who is the number one in understanding emptiness, and so on.

At this point. Wei Xiaobei understood somewhat, maybe this Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra was compiled by this Shariputra?

Of course, Wei Xiaobei didn't dare to be sure about this matter, he was just guessing.

After all, I am afraid that a disciple cannot do something like writing the words and deeds of the master.

Back in the Lonely Garden, the remaining monks hurried forward to greet and help. Pour the begged food into a large pot, light a fire, add water to make a fire, cook until the pot is turned over, and then the Mahakassapa assigned by the Venerable Mani will share the food.

According to the rules, the person with the highest status eats first, so the first bowl of food was delivered to Sakyamuni.

The elders eat first, and the second bowl of food is distributed to an old monk with snow-white eyebrows and wrinkled face like a ditch.

After that, the food is scooped into the wooden bowls of the monks, and each monk takes a wooden bowl until the last wooden bowl is left, which is the food of Mahakassapa.

Seeing this, Wei Xiaobei couldn't help nodding his head slightly. There is no doubt that this food sharing system completely eliminated the possibility of those presiding over the food sharing for their own benefit.

If the scooping was unfair when presiding over the food sharing, more or less, then the food in the last wooden bowl must be the least.

Although this is not absolutely fair, at least it achieves a relatively fair effect.

Anyway, Wei Xiaobei really has no love for the food in the wooden bowl in his hand.

Begging, begging, just these two words, one should know what the food from begging looks like.

Although most of the Tianzhu continent is located in the tropics and has abundant food sources, it does not mean that everyone is well-fed.

But in the early stage of Buddhism development, everyone didn’t know monks, and monks who came to beg for food would naturally not be favored. It's poisonous, but the smell... If possible, Wei Xiaobei wants to plug his nose.

And due to the limitations of the times, most of these foods are half-hulled corn. Well, imagine the feeling of mixing millet together and eating it.

Rough cut! hard to swallow!

This is how Wei Xiaobei feels.

But he couldn't deny this feeling at all.

Wei Xiaobei glanced around, among the thousands of monks, there were those who frowned and couldn't swallow, some frowned and swallowed reluctantly, some with happy faces swallowed, and some with flat faces, like a banquet, silently. They ate the food in no time.

That is the case with the Venerable Sakyamuni.

Well, Wei Xiaobei remembered that this venerable was born as a prince. Although the prince at this time is probably equivalent to the son of a tribal chief, he is still a prince. His cultivation was beyond Wei Xiaobei's reach.

After the monks finished eating and washed themselves, they sat down on the open space with Venerable Mani at the head.

The one-year-old monk got up, exposed his right shoulder, put his right knee on the ground, put his palms together, and said to Shakyamuni respectfully, "Rarely, World Honored One! The Tathagata is good at protecting and entrusting all Bodhisattvas. World Honored One, good man A good woman has the heart of anuttara-samyak-sambodhi, how should she abide? How can she subdue her heart?"

Shakyamuni did not show his face, and said to the old monk: "Excellent! Excellent! Subhuti, as you said, the Tathagata is good at protecting and reminiscing the Bodhisattvas, and is good at giving instructions to the Bodhisattvas. Listen carefully now, and do it for yourself." You said, good men and good women who have the heart of anuttara-samyak-sambodhi should abide in this way and subdue their hearts in this way.”

Hearing Shakyamuni's conversation with the old monk, Wei Xiaobei immediately understood the identity of the old monk. He was one of the top ten disciples of Shakyamuni, who was known as the number one unraveling emptiness for his in-depth understanding of Buddhist scriptures. .

The conversation between the two continued, Wei Xiaobei felt a little drowsy.

For Wei Xiaobei who had just come into contact with the Buddhist scriptures, it was really difficult to understand such a profound answer immediately.

Of course, if Wei Xiaobei's abilities were not blocked, it might be much better.

But now, Wei Xiaobei is just an ordinary person attached to Shariputra, at most he understands that Nasubhuti is asking the Buddha what the believers in the world should do if they wish to become a Buddha, and how to get rid of the ordinary mind.

And Buddha's answer... Wei Xiaobei didn't understand at all, well, I understood the literal meaning, but I really didn't understand the meaning.

Wei Xiaobei thought, maybe an eminent monk came over and could understand, he didn't seem to have the so-called roots of wisdom.

This conversation lasted for quite some time.

At the end, the drowsy Wei Xiaobei could hear Shakyamuni's voice getting higher and higher, but it was not harsh at all.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed as such."

As the sound fell, thousands of monks, headed by Nasubhudhi, stood up and bowed their heads, chanting sutras incessantly. The golden light all over Sakyamuni's body dyed the surroundings golden, and in an instant, all the heavens and the earth were transformed into Golden, countless celestial maidens appear in the sky, singing and dancing, countless smallpox fall from the sky, and the sound of Sanskrit singing resounds through the world.

Wei Xiaobei even faintly saw the golden light spread to the boundless distance, continuously spreading the voice of the Buddha's preaching, all those who were illuminated by the golden light and heard the voice of the preaching stood up one after another, with joy on their faces, as if What are the benefits in general.

Even the golden light penetrated into the unknown space, filled with countless gore, countless ugly faces, vigorous and vigorous human figures who were fighting each other put down their weapons and looked towards the golden light with joyful faces.

As for Wei Xiaobei himself, he felt as if his whole body was soaked in a warm hot spring, but his heart was extremely peaceful, as if he was in a mother's womb.

In the end, Wei Xiaobei couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a lethargic sleep.

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"Benefactor Wei, Benefactor Wei!"

Feeling his body being shaken for a while, Wei Xiaobei slowly came to his senses, his expression was a little confused, looking at the person in front of him, he didn't know him, but he looked familiar.

After a long time, Wei Xiaobei finally came to his senses: "Are you Shi Yanming?"

Shi Yanming had a bitter expression on his face: "You finally recognized the poor monk, what's wrong with you? Suddenly fell asleep standing up?"

"Ah, I'm so sleepy."

While dealing with Shi Yanming, Wei Xiaobei quickly felt his body, and heaved a sigh of relief after a while. (To be continued.)