Chapter 57

For the construction of zongmen, Xuanxin is already familiar with the use of this jade slip.

Buddha's light filled the sea of consciousness. After a burst of enlightenment, Xuanxin couldn't help sighing.

"Sure enough."

Not surprisingly, it still needs to consume merit to show this gate building.

Zongmen Construction: Bell and Drum Tower. Using this jade slip requires 500 merit points.

It's the same as the previous Mahavira hall!

Now Xuanxin has accumulated more than 900 merits.

Just to show a bell and Drum Tower, you have to remove more than half.

"Step by step."

Xuanxin didn't look at the other jade slips for the time being. All of them were carefully put away.

You don't have to look at it. Whether it's the Abbot's Zen hall, the martial monk's Zen hall, or the Sutra Pavilion, it must be an excellent and extraordinary sect gate building.

It can be of great use to show it!

But certainly, to show it, it must also consume merit and virtue.

Xuanxin decided to show the construction of the sect step by step when he had merit. Now he won't look at these jade slips one by one.

So as not to make your heart itch, but not enough merit will be revealed.

"Let's show the bell and Drum Tower first today."

The bell and Drum Tower is the most important for the construction of these doors.

It shows that the bell and drum tower needs a total of 500 points of merit.

not so bad.

This time, Xuanxin accumulated enough merits and virtues.

"Master, breakfast is ready."

Just then, the eldest disciple Wuzhen walked into the main hall.

He has made breakfast.

Xuanxin nodded, walked out of the main hall and saw Du Tongfu, an old man in blue who had knelt outside the hall all night.

"Master, disciples admire Mahayana Buddhism."

"Ask Shaolin to take him in."

Seeing Xuanxin, Du Tongfu immediately paid a sincere tribute. His eyes were full of perseverance.

As long as he recognizes the Tao, he will never give up.

"Shaolin has nothing to do with you."

He shook his head, and Xuanxin was too lazy to spend more time. Although the old man in Tsing Yi performed very well yesterday.

He rushed to Shaoshi mountain at the critical moment, and didn't escape and leave in the end.

He is a man of great wisdom and a firm seeker of the Tao.

At present, Shaolin also needs talents, but Xuanxin still doesn't want to intervene in the worldly power desire dispute. The identity of this old man in green clothes must be very unusual. If Shaolin takes him, he will definitely be involved in the dispute in the future.

This is what Xuanxin doesn't want to see.

Passing by the old man Du Tongfu in Tsing Yi, Xuanxin went directly into the Zhai room. He saw that the table was full of seven or eight plates of exquisite fried vegetables.

Total element.

There are also pickles, big white steamed bread and millet porridge.

Now Shaolin is rich in goods and materials. It's getting better and better to eat.

"Abbot."

Xuanyuan and Xuangang stood at the table respectfully and made a head check out of respect for Xuanxin.

"Master, master..."

Wu Tian has put on the monk's clothes tailored for him by Xuanyuan. He looks like an innocent little Buddhist monk.

Very cute.

"Let's have dinner."

Xuanxin sat down on the throne, followed by Xuanyuan and Xuangang, and finally Wuzhen and Wutian.

Wutian belongs to that kind of innate early wisdom.

A child with great aura.

Some things need not be taught. His big eyes full of aura have been observing his words and colors, and he knows what to do.

Wuzhen's cooking is as good as ever. These small dishes are fried with color, smell and taste. They are very delicate and delicious.

Wu Tian, the little guy, stood on the stool, lay on the vegetable table, took a big bowl of millet porridge and drank it.

Then he gulped down small fried vegetables.

It can be said that the cute baby youwutian has added some fun to Shaolin's daily life.

In the past, out of respect for Xuanxin, even eating at the table.

There will also be a serious sense of depression.

There is no way. Xuanxin, as a abbot, can't do such a thing to keep an active atmosphere if he wants to maintain his dignity.

Now with Wu Tian, the atmosphere in daily life has eased a lot.

After breakfast, Xuanxin left the Zhai room and came to the yard to look into the distance, see the scenery of Shaoshi mountain and the clouds on the top of the mountain.

The mysterious heart at this moment is the real feeling of peace, the kind of inner hesitation that has just passed through.

The inner struggle, uneasiness and insecurity have completely disappeared.

His whole body and mind have been integrated into Shaoshi mountain.

Into the Shaolin Temple.

This mountain, water, plants and trees have brought Xuanxin a different kind of cordiality.

"Master, master..."

After breakfast, the little guy Wutian ran towards Xuanxin with rice grains in his mouth.

Holding Xuanxin's monk's robe, his small body stuck to Xuanxin's thigh.

He is very dependent on Xuanxin.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

The little guy Wutian raised his head and looked at Xuanxin curiously with smart and early wisdom eyes.

"Look at the clouds..."

Overlooking the whole Shaoshi mountain, I have to say that Shaoshi mountain is very large, and there are many open spaces near Shaolin Temple.

Xuanxin is looking at which place is suitable for the bell and Drum Tower.

"Master, the leaves fall, and the leaves leave the leaves. Is it the tree that is not good to it?"

Holding the master's thigh, the little guy Wutian asked innocently.

"No." Xuan Xin replied.

Wu Tian pondered and said, "did the wind take it away?"

"Neither."

"Ah?"

"Then they are well together. Why should they separate?"

Xuanxin said patiently, "it's just because they're no longer suitable."

"It's no longer appropriate. Who's wrong?"

"There is no right or wrong."

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It's also interesting for teachers and disciples to ask and answer. Little guy Wutian can always ask countless interesting questions.

He was born early.

It can be said that it is a natural aura and can always draw inferences from one instance.

The questions raised are sometimes fresh and refined, with a Zen meaning in it.

Before long, Xuanyuan, Xuangang and Wuzhen were ready to wait for Xuanxin to preach the Mahayana Dharma Vajra Sutra in the Mahavira hall.

But what surprised Xuanxin was that at this time, why didn't a pilgrim or believer come?

That doesn't make sense.

Yesterday, the first Dharma meeting in Shaolin was so successful that there were many people close to Shaoshi mountain.

The mountain road has also been repaired. Why doesn't anyone come up to listen to the Dharma.

No one came up to burn incense and worship Buddha?

"Amitabha."

He announced the Buddha's name, shook his head, and Xuanxin didn't understand.

Immediately took the little disciple Wu Tian and entered the main hall.

Benedictine

A sound of wooden fish and chanting came out of the main hall, as if it awakened the aura of the whole Shaoshi mountain.

Du Tongfu, an old man in blue who could not kneel in the main hall, was filled with aura and kept washing his body and mind.

At this time, I heard the Vajra Sutra of Mahayana Buddhism and the mysterious sound of wooden fish.

If you are hungry and thirsty for rain, you only feel comfortable physically and mentally. You are intoxicated to hear him. Even if you can't worship Shaolin, it's worth listening to this Mahayana Dharma every day.