"In Xia Zi Mi, the abbot of Nai Jing Nian Yuan, I have seen Master Nian Ci." After sitting down, Mai Lei took the lead in introducing herself to the old monk who looked like withered.
"Where did Zimi come from?" Nian Ci raised his eyes slightly, and asked a Zen question.
Shoufuyuan is a temple belonging to the Linji school of Zen. The interrogation of Nian-Zi is also the idiom used by Zen monks. After he meditated slightly, Maitreya replied:
"Zimi came from grievances."
"Where are you going?"
"Going away from grievances." Maitreya returned naturally, causing the old monk Nianci to lower his eyes, and his shriveled jaw moved slightly, as if nodding his head.
"What is Nianci doing here?" Seeing Nianci nodding, Maitreya asked instead.
"Sit and dry meditation."
"Why sit in dry meditation?"
"Pray for Buddhism for the sake of the best, enlightenment and transcendence." Nian Ci tilted her head and replied feebly.
"What can I understand?" Maitreya raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Enlightenment to fame and fortune in the world."
"Where is fame and fortune."
"In my heart." Nian Ci lifted her head slightly, her body like a haggard, as if she had regained some anger.
"Where is your heart?"
Nian Chi, who was about to regain her anger, where was her heart facing Maitreya? Suddenly he squatted down again and fell into contemplation. Upon seeing this, Maitreya hurriedly closed his eyes slightly and said:
"All laws are empty, but cause and effect are not empty."
"I don't want to." The anger recovered, and the dirt on the skin fell rustling. After falling to the ground, Nian Ci became a dark-skinned middle-aged man with a thin face, but a pair of bright eyes.
Outside the door, watching Nianzi regaining his human form, he couldn't help expressing his joy, bowing his head and chanting to the Buddha.
"Amitabha Buddha, fame and fortune are nothing but clouds. In the end, they are all empty. How to lock people!" Seeing that Nian Ci was completely restored to normal, Maitreya put his hands together and gave a little bow.
"Teached." Nian Chihe even returned the gift.
"Don't dare, Master Nianci is now regaining his merits, and the duel after 12 days, I don't know what to do?" Maitreya politely refused, and at the same time asked about the situation of the duel in the 12 days.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to fight." After closing her eyes slightly, Nian Ci shook her head.
"Why?" Maitreya was a little surprised.
Recovering from the state of dry meditation, Nian Zhan thanked Maitreya’s meditation machine for help. When talking about the duel twelve days later, he only said to fight it down. As for the reason, he shook his head and said nothing. After a long while, he opened his eyes. Yixin looking outside the door:
"Yixin, you come in."
Following Nianci's call, the Yixin monk outside the door walked in, like a younger child, walked into the dusty room, Xiang Nianci knelt down and called'great grandfather'.
It's no surprise that Maitreya is beside him. Fusang Buddhism could not help but marry. The temple is a family heirloom. This is also a consensus.
"I have realized the silence, now I ask you, do you want to go with me?" Nian Cixiang asked straightforwardly.
"Where is the great-grandfather going?" Yixin was a little surprised. After the great-grandfather had finished his meditation, would he leave? Don't you carry forward this temple
"Go to heaven."
"Heaven, what about Shoufu Academy?" asked without thinking.
"Forget it, but you still can't leave. I'll take you forcibly, but it's not a blessing, but what else do you want to ask?" Nian Chi saw that he could not take him away today, so she asked if Anything to ask.
"Great-grandfather wanted to..." Yixin could get a hunch.
"I'm going to heaven, cultivating the Arhats, and going straight to Nirvana. Now that I am leaving, do you have anything to ask me?" Nian Ci's spirit was vigorous, and her face was calm.
Although Yixin had guesses, she was shocked when she got the testimony of Nian-Zi. Starting from the grandfather, the three generations of them guarded this grandfather. They did not expect that the first thing after the other party's dry meditation was to do Leave this world.
"My great-grandfather, please teach me Ami-ryu swordsmanship." After thinking about a lot of things, he finally kowtowed.
"Swordsmanship? Come here." Nianci's eyebrows moved slightly, calling Yixin to the front, stretched out his right hand, and tapped his forehead with his index finger. The middle-aged monk was stunned until Nianci uttered a voice. remind:
"Go away when you're done!"
After hearing the words, he hurriedly backed away. Nianzi didn’t say anything. He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the dilapidated wooden house. A transparent flame ignited on his body. The muscles and skin looked like plastic, melted and contracted in the flame, and finally melted. For a group of bright light, the light soared into the sky, disappearing through the roof, leaving only a crystal clear relic in the dirt and dust.
So who am I, where am I, what have I done? Maitreya sat on the ground, looking at the relics left on the ground, some of his eyes turned up, and some were dull. The monk also agreed to preside over the duel! This is going to leave, oh, there is still someone in the field.
By the way, did the great-grandfather promise to host a duel for the Ten Thousand Bone Workshops? Seeing the relic with all his heart, his eyes lighted slightly, and he stepped forward to put it away, but immediately remembered this matter, and couldn't help but look at Maitreya next to him.
"After the matter is over, I will leave." Maitreya nodded at him just in time with the gaze of the monk Yixin, ready to leave, but didn't want to be kept.
"Please wait a moment, Master Zi Mi said earlier that you are here for a duel, but the duel between Yuchiyo of the Mangufang clan and the Inugua Seshengmaru?" After Yixin left Maitreya, he quickly asked. He remembered this. The abbot of Jingnianyuan said that he had come to watch the duel, and he had come before Izumobo.
"Exactly, Zai Xia and Shishengwan are friends, so I came here to watch the battle." Maitreya nodded.
"... So that's it..." Yixin opened his mouth. After a long while, I also felt a little dull, and the relics in my arms were not so comfortable. This promised the things of the Ten Thousand Bone Workshops, what should I do
"Master Yixin, are you worried about presiding over the duel?" Maitreya could see the key, and he was worried about the duel.
"Exactly! I don't know if Master Zimi can teach you?" He obeyed and asked. This man has just been able to practice Zen with his great-grandfather, so he should be able to teach himself!
"Master Ling Zu Nianci said that the duel cannot be fought. I am afraid that it should be impossible to fight and adapt to the circumstances. If you really want to fight, you might as well let your Excellency preside over it." Maitreya suggested.
"But my mana is limited." Yixin hesitated.
"Although Master Yixin's mana is limited, there should be no problem with the relics left by Master Nianci."
"Well, that's the case." Listening to Maitreya's words, I can't help but nod his head again and again, feeling that there is a three-point truth. Although my mana is limited, it shouldn't be a problem to have the help of my great-grandfather's relic.
"That's it, let's just wait for the moment, the companions who are down are still outside, and we will go back to live first." Maitreya retired with a smile.
"This is my fault, please let me take you back." He hurriedly wanted to send Maitreya back.
(End of this chapter)