Chapter 3 Ye Xiang’s Journey (Part 1)

Life, you are just a pot, the fire is below, and the above is me - Long live Hokkima Quotation.

The conversation between Ye Xiang and the old monkey was still continuing. The other party used some sour words from time to time, which harmed the Buddha's Lord Buddha, damaged Mount Sumeru, and damaged the Buddha's face, which made Ye Xiang feel a headache. He could not tell any human nature with this stone monkey. He knew that he could not understand it, so he began to feel that under his buttocks were soaked in a red oil hotpot soup filled with red peppers and peppers. It was so uncomfortable, smooth, greasy and numb.

Finally he couldn't help it, and he put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Great Sage..."

Before he finished speaking, the ancestor's crazy laughter rang again: "Manjushri, this is the sixth time in your life that you have no choice but to pay homage to Amitabha Buddha. I think Guiyuan Temple is not the Pure Land Sect, you are not Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the Western Pure Land is the mortal enemy of Mount Sumeru... Amitabha? You are so tall."

Ye Xiang said embarrassedly, "So what?" Then his eyes turned and he smiled and said, "The Great Saint really wants the little monk to recognize the throne of Manjushri Bodhisattva?"

The ancestor said: "No matter what it is, you must understand who you are, so that you can stand on your own standpoint and make the most suitable choice for your own interests. Yes, I just want to force you to admit that you... are Manjushri!"

"No need to force me." Ye Xiang smiled and said, "If I were Manjushri, I would call you a monkey."

The hut was quiet a little, and the ancestors' curse finally came out: "You little monk is so disrespectful."

Ye Xiangzhang said innocently: "In the memory of the Bodhisattva, in the seven or eight hundred years on Mount Sumeru, the Bodhisattva kept calling you a monkey. He wanted to call you to fight and defeat the Buddha, but you said that the Buddha position was fake and it was meaningless. It would be better to call you the monkey to come intimate according to the old rules."

The ancestors were speechless. When Ye Xiang was the first great Bodhisattva, although the two of them could not be intimate, they had some friendship after all. Old monkey and old monkey were shouted as Manjushri Bodhisattva... However, five hundred years have passed, and now Manjushri Bodhisattva is a young monk who has grown up from young to old man. If you want to spit out the word "Old monkey" from the mouth of this young monk, you have to respond happily. This feeling is really not very authentic.

So the ancestor coughed twice, intending to fool the name of the public case, and grinned and shouted, "My family said, Ye Xiang, you are not going to heaven, are you going to stay in the provincial capital for the rest of your life? My disciple has always been in good relationships with you. The relationship is true, may you just watch him suffer in heaven, and now you have the power of great Bodhisattvas, but you ignore it. This... I am afraid it's a bit unreasonable."

The ancestors were just worried about whether Yi Tianxing and Xiao Yi Zhu were happy or not. So every word and sentence lured Ye Xiangseng to heaven to help fight.

Ye Xiangseng smiled bitterly and said, "Old ancestor, I have served you in this temple for more than 20 years. Why are you not afraid of my fate even worse after I go to heaven?" This is the truth. As the Buddha's first heir, Ye Xiang is undoubtedly the number one wanted criminal in the Pure Land of the Pure Land today. If he rashly goes to heaven and snipes his Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta who has been in the Pure Land for decades, how could he let him go easily?

The ancestor was silent a little, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he said quietly: "You are the first person on Mount Sumeru. If you don't bravely take on the many reasons after the Buddha's disappearance, who will take on it? A few years ago, you and my disciple watched Samantabhadra take over the place. He has been carrying it for five hundred years. Can't you bear it?"

Ye Xiang was also silent and said, "It's not that he can't bear it, nor that he can't bear it. He just doesn't know what the way he will go. There is still great doubt in his heart." He raised his eyes with clear light and looked at the lonely figure of the old monkey on the stone steps. Suddenly, his heart felt sad and sighed, "The master threw the boy down to the world. Is it something she told you. How did she say it at that time?"

The ancestor stood up, and the Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle outside was buzzing, as if very afraid. He said lightly: "I have been trapped in the world for hundreds of years. I have tried to break the robe and the Buddha's Light Array several times, but I am always a little different from the Buddha's ability."

Perhaps, this is a rare self-sacrifice in the old monkey's life that he can't compare to someone.

He continued, "The next day, Guanyin Bodhisattva descended from the sky and said that he would send a boy to the next life to help me escape from trouble. At that time, I was worried about my master's life and death. I didn't know what suffering he had suffered in the past few hundred years, so I promised the Bodhisattva to take the boy into the beginning and help him practice. At that time, my thoughts were naturally selfish. If the boy could help me escape from trouble, what would it be wrong for me to teach him a little?"

The old monkey smiled slightly, and the monkey hair outside the collar of the light pink tight underwear trembled slightly: "Later, Yi Tianxing, this fool, was lured into Guiyuan Temple by me, and then he fought with the monks on earth. In my opinion, I am afraid that these are all the training arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva for him."

"It was Yi Tianxing who entered Guiyuan Temple and had a fight with the little girl from Qin." The ancestor said in a yinyin: "That time, it was the closest time I was away from being able to escape. It was precisely because of this that I believed the words of Guanyin Bodhisattva. It seemed that the boy's arrival in the world might really help me escape. But I never expected that the future development of things would become more and more complicated. I was very worried about Yi Tianxing from the beginning, for fear that he would be mixed with the ruins in the Buddha land. In that spring dream, you led Mount Sumeru and shouted to find the Buddha wildly. I had to hurry into his spiritual consciousness and disperse you, just for fear of this."

"It's that dream. The boy dreams that I am, and dozens of golden-body arhats in my dreams... I had a dream, but I slowly woke up." Ye Xiangseng, who was sitting on the wall, sighed.

"In this life, the boy hates others to control his own life the most. In addition, he has a clear face, but he is actually meticulous in his mind. I am afraid he has understood these things a long time ago, but he has deliberately not pointed out it out. I think that countless years ago, the Buddha returned from ancient times and brought back a fire. The fire gradually became a human form, and then entered the world and was reborn as a prince. The Buddha ordered me, Samantabhadra, Guanyin, all elders, monks, lay Buddhists, and night gods to study Buddhism with the boy. At that time, the people of Mount Sumeru had questions, what will this boy have in the future? Is it necessary for the Buddha to value it so much? Unexpectedly, after the fifty-three visits, the Buddha still ordered Guanyin Bodhisattva to travel around with the boy without a single explanation."

"It was not until this life after the Buddha disappeared that the boy appeared in the world again, and it seemed that there was something vaguely related to this escape. Therefore, the people of Mount Sumeru put the important task of finding where the Buddha was going on on the boy's shoulders."

The ancestor laughed at himself and said, "Even my family seems to be hiding from trouble, all the things that have happened to this poor disciple."

Ye Xiangseng smiled and said, "The Great Sage and the Boy Master and Pupil have a deep relationship. Even if Guanyin Bodhisattva did not plan secretly, I am afraid that he will not be able to see you grow up in the grass house and suffer."

The ancestor was silent for a little while and suddenly said coldly: "I'm afraid that this relationship between master and disciple was designed secretly by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Ruo... Ruo is so, this relationship is inevitably a bit dangerous. My family hates others to use these two words most in my life. If Guanyin Bodhisattva has some dangerous thoughts, my family... my family..." He suddenly stopped, because he found that even if he was being used by the Bodhisattva, he seemed to be unable to move any cruelty.

After all, she had been using her "willedly" once on the journey to obtain the scriptures more than a thousand years ago.

"Namo I Buddha." Ye Xiangseng praised respectfully: "There are fifty-three parasites in front and fifty-three parasites in the back. Such a complicated matter must be designed by the Buddha himself. The great sage does not need to worry too much, just share with the monk how the matter is going."

"I won't look." The old monkey gently pinched his fingers, and the bottle of green fruit wine filled with wine was subconsciously pinched into a light white powder. "Wait for a few more months, if there is no news in the sky, my family will try again."

"Okay, if I am in the provincial capital then, I will visit this cassock." Ye Xiangseng looked up and looked at the blue light and shadow cassock that had been floating in the sky, which had the ability to be clear and calm, but made people extremely troubled.

In an understatement, a monkey and a Bodhisattva decided on the shocking events in the earth several months later.

"If you are in the provincial capital?" The ancestor shook his forehead and said, "You don't go to heaven, and you dare to run around? You don't know how to fight. You are too far from my house. Be careful of being swallowed alive by the Great Strong."

Ye Xiangseng laughed and said, "I have to do something if I am alone in the sky. Although I can't go up, I can always lure some people down."

I took the train from the provincial capital to Taiyuan, and then found the noisy bus station. Iveco was taken outside the station. Ye Xiangseng was wearing a windbreaker and a mask, looking like a traveler suffering from a cold.

Now that the world is cold, the passengers on the side will not attract extra attention, but will show a little disgust and avoidance on their faces. Instead, the waiter on the bus asked him a few questions and poured him a glass of boiled water.

Ye Xiangseng hurriedly thanked him, and then sat quietly by the car and looked at the scenery outside the window. With his current supernatural powers, it was not difficult to travel around China in a moment. But for some reason, he seemed to care about this trip, deliberately sitting with the secular crowd, sitting on secular transportation and looking at the secular scenery.

It's like saying goodbye to this world that has lived for many years.

It was not until this time that he deeply understood why Yi Tianxing had been stubborn and stubbornly embed himself into the world's life, and would never let go until the end.

There is also true interest in the world.

Looking at the wild flowers on both sides of the road, the dusty trees were weak and weak. Occasionally, passers-by with different faces were sitting or walking, or driving donkeys, walking on the not-wide road, busy with specific reasons in life, and some grains that Ye Xiangseng didn't know the name were sprinkled on the road. He was a little surprised. Now it is May, is it the harvest season?

In the secular world, there are different ways of thinking. Buddhism has always emphasized the need to transform the world because it feels that people live in the present but cannot transcend and see clearly the essence of things. And what is the essence of things? Ye Xiangseng asked himself this way - he is the Buddhist Master Li Bodhisattva, known as the most wise person - and then things have developed to this day, and he seems to be a little confused. What is the essence of life?

If you live in the present moment, if you say that it is just a superficial happiness and happiness without seeing the countless sufferings in the samsara, why wake up these busy or leisurely people in the world? Will these people who are incapable of changing everything know more truths, and their lives will be more peaceful now?

Ye Xiangseng breathed a sigh of relief. The climate in the north was cold, and a ball of white mist spit out from his mouth and condensed on the car window. He stretched out his fingers and wrote a few words on the water vapor.

It was at this moment that he thought of the two old men, Chen Sanxing and Liang Siniu, who came from heaven and were killed by all the forces from the world, and the two old men returned to Woniu Shanxun Bacon.

"If people think death is the end, it may not be a good thing." Ye Xiangseng thought with a smile, and took his finger back from the car window.

The water vapor on the car window was applied to a strange-shaped face by thin fingers. There were facial features on the face, but I couldn't see clearly. I don't know what words he wrote before.

When he arrived at Mount Wutai, this place that Ye Xiangseng was extremely familiar with, he stopped his car and walked slowly up the mountain. He could only hear the bells along the way, burning incense everywhere. He couldn't help but sniff, almost sneezing, and smiled bitterly: "I haven't come for many years, but the air has become much worse, and the fragrance of these burning incense is really cruel."

Today, Mount Wutai still enshrines various treasure statues of Manjushri Bodhisattva on the five peaks—Wanghai Temple in Dongtai for the clever Manjushri, Puji Temple in South Tai for the wisdom Manjushri, Fale Temple in West Tai for the lion Manjushri, Lingying Temple in North Tai for the pure manjushri, and Yanjiao Temple in Middle Tai for the child Manjushri. However, when Ye Xiang came here again hundreds of years later, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

The one who worships this mountain is myself, why is my feeling so unfamiliar and so exclusionary? It seems that the fragrances of this mountain, this water, this temple all want to expel myself from these five peaks.

Ye Xiang didn't understand that Mount Wutai had long become a tourist destination. The monks on the mountain were still worshiping, but they were worshiping Brother Kong Fang. This breath was naturally not very wonderful. He looked at the weaving tourists, shook his head, and walked towards the Yanjiao Temple in Zhongtai. His current realm was the child manjushri, so it was natural to go to the Yanjiao Temple.

But when I entered the mountain, I encountered a big obstacle.

This obstacle is: tickets.

May is the peak season, and the tickets to enter the mountain cost 90 yuan. But after the "black director" next to him said that after entering the mountain, he would have to collect additional tickets to enter. Before coming, Ye Xiangseng only collected 500 yuan from the counter of the small bookstore. In addition to the expenses on the road, he calculated carefully and found that he was a little short of money.

He stood at the mountain gate, looking at the peak covered by blue smoke above, smiling bitterly.

Manjushri Bodhisattva returned home for the first time in five hundred years, and it seemed that he had to evade the ticket.
Chapter completed!