Chapter 411 Book of Heaven

Jizang is a master who is dedicated to opening a sect to Buddhism. He is only 3 years older than a monk, but his reputation at this moment does not seem to be as good as that of a monk. The name of the monk's immortals has long spread all over the Yangtze River, Huang and Hanoi, but Jizang is still silently studying Buddhism.

Jizang is a very handsome monk. He is young and has a spiritual surname, which makes people feel that they can completely believe it at a glance. It's just that there are too few people who have seen Jizang. He is not like a stall in the hall like a monk.

Jizang likes to be quiet and recuperating. There is nothing in his house except a bed covered with a Zen cushion.

At this moment, Jizang is lying on the cold handwriting and copying the Diamond Sutra, because he is a little upset these days and says that something bad will happen.

Sure enough, suddenly a familiar and strange voice sounded behind him, "Brother, you forgot that the master said that the wine and meat passed through the Buddha's heart. You lived so poor and simple, didn't you collapse your body? I'm so kind that I can't see this. I'd better close my eyes, Nanwu Amitabha."

Jizang did not respond. He still lay on the ground and copied the Diamond Sutra. If he didn't finish it, he would never get up. Even if the volcano erupted a 12 magnitude earthquake, it would not work. This is Jizang's enlightenment and persistence.

The monk knew that what he said to him was to play the piano to the cow. The two of them could not pee in a pot at all, but the two of them were the two favorite apprentices of their master Zhi Zen. Unfortunately, the old mage went too early to continue to take the two disciples. When the old mage died, they were still very small.

So later, the monk turned to Chang'an, the imperial city of the Zhou Dynasty, and Jizang came to Qixia Temple in Jiankang City to worship under the Farang Gate. The monk sat on the buttocks, because there was no place to sit in the room except for the cushion left by Jizang,

Then he took out a large square scarf and spread it on **, then took out a roast chicken, a roast duck, two pig's feet and two jars of Du Kang. Finally, he opened the mud, took a big sip happily, and then recited: It should be generous, worry is unforgettable, how to relieve the worry, only Du Kang,

"Grees, sins, Nanwu Amitabha Buddha." After chanting the Buddha's name, Jizang, who was lying on the ground, finally finished writing and occupied it. Looking at the monk's wine and meat through the intestines, it was really more painful than going to hell.

"Quickly put away your disrespectful things. If there is anything, just say it. I promise you." He grew up with the monk and served the master together. When the two separated, they were still very small, but neither of them were ordinary people. Their feelings were more intimate than their own brothers, just like blood relatives. Since childhood, the monk has always been a naughty role, and Ji Zang often has to suffer on his behalf, but even so, Ji Zang still cares about the monk everywhere. Give him all the delicious and good clothes. I always patch and don't care about it.

Jizang is originally a heart of love. Even if his younger brother, whom he hasn't seen for two years, suddenly appears in his Zen room to do something unreasonable and disrespectful to Buddhism, he still forgives,

The monk put it away faster, and in the blink of an eye, there was only Du Kang in his hand. He laughed, "Brother, when can you not be so rigid? This is indeed a wine altar, but it contains the spring water of Qixia Mountain Tianyan Spring. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Jizang is not fooled. He did this kind of thing when he was a child, and now he has immunity. "You came from the week, it must be for the matter of the week, say it..."

Jizang knows that now he has nothing to entertain this elf and strange brother. Now his younger brother is much richer than him, and as long as he comes to visit him, he will leave a large amount of sesame oil money. One monk fills with sesame oil money for another monk, and this money can only be used by Jizang, and others have no right to use it.

"I still know me, but this time I'm not here for Da Zhou, but for beauty. Hey hey, it's not that you don't know that I've liked beautiful women since I was a child."

Ji Zang sighed, "Brother, when can you be serious? The master said that your wisdom and Buddha's fate are far above me. As long as you are willing to let go of the secular world, you will definitely make great achievements. Why do you poison yourself with wine and meat all day long and anesthetize yourself with women, but is it possible that what you want to see is the crown princess?"

The monk smiled badly, "It seems that the senior brother is also serious. As soon as I say beauty, you will know that she is the crown princess. Is it true that you have an affair with the crown princess, hahaha"

The monk's laughter came from afar, but Ji Zang did not panic at all. "The crown princess in the prince's mansion is called the first beauty of the State of Chen. What's more, she has come to me three times to divine, but I have refused."

The monk patted his thigh excitedly, "I know that you are evil. You are trying to be captured, right? But you must have met Zhang Lihua. How about this woman?"

The monk's ability to touch the bones and look at the appearance is inherited from Zhi Zen. Of course, Jizang can also do it. He just hardly use it. He cares about Buddhism and practice, and often has his own reading ideas and thinking.

Jizang's expression became confused, a kind of rare confusion. "It seems that the be incompetence of the be in this world. There is a kind of spiritual field in this woman that I can't see through, so it's not that I don't give her divination, but that I won't give her divination. Her fate is completely reversed... It's really strange, I I have been studying for this for nearly half a year, but I have achieved nothing so far.

"Maybe I don't have this talent at all. I talk about art, touching bones, and divination. These brothers are always much better than me as an outsider. It happens that Master Zhang will come to the temple with the prince to worship the sky and pray for blessings. Master Zhang will definitely come to me again, because I promised her that I would give her a result."

The monk listened with a gloomy expression. If there is another person in the world who makes him completely believe that he will never doubt it, then this person is undoubtedly Ji Zang, but the situation Ji Zang said makes him feel horrible and familiar, because he once felt this kind of anti-reverse spirit field in Yang Guang, but that is When we met for the first time, Yang Guang also said some words that he didn't understand at all, but the anti-spiritual field that he met Yang Guang after that almost disappeared, and now there is nothing at all,

He has always deeply doubted how Yang Guang and Zhang Lihua met thousands of miles away and how to form a grudge. Now it seems that the relationship between the two is not as simple as ordinary hatred. The things here are mysterious and profound. He looked up at Ji Zang, and Ji Zang was also looking at him.

"You went for Yang Guang this time, didn't you? But why did Yang Guang find Master Zhang? This is unreasonable. Master Zhang and Yang Guang should have never met... But Master Zhang said that she had an irreconcilable enemy in Zhou..."

The monk was shocked and immediately asked, "Zhang Lihua really said so, which is even more strange. Yang Guang also said so, and looking at his tone, he had never hated a person so much. He simply hated him to the bone. Even if he entered Youzhou City alone at such a critical moment, he would send me out. Looking for Zhang Lihua, and he wrote a letter to Zhang Lihua. I secretly read it, but the text in it is like a heavenly book. I can't understand a word. Brother, please help me read it.

With that, the monk took out the English letter written by Yang Guang to Zhang Lihua, but Ji Zang didn't read it. "The monk's compassion is not to slander or steal. Take it back."

The monk doesn't care about those who directly spread the letter paper in front of Jizang. Even if he closes his eyes, he can't do it, because he really doesn't look at him, a ridiculous and unpretentious brother, and doesn't know what he can do, so he can't stand in Qixia Temple here.

So he read the scriptures twice and agreed to face the wall for 7 days before picking up the letter and studying it carefully, but he immediately frowned. He studied Sanskrit and a few tribal characters, but he had never seen the text in front of him, and he said that it was a curved figure rather than a text. As a result, Jizang studied it sleeplessly. One night,

But the result was very tragic. His conclusion was that whether it was a heavenly book or some kind of text, he had never seen it and failed to find out that the rules could not be interpreted at all.

The monk had long expected a general nod and said mysteriously, "But I have always had a strange feeling that Zhang Lihua must understand. If there is a kind of text that only Yang Guang and Zhang Lihua can understand in the world, what it means, who are they and where do they come from?"