Phaseless evolution

Chapter 362 Apprentice Puzhi
Bai Yuncanggou, ten years in a flash!
Caomiao Village is located at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. There are more than 40 families living here.

Although they are not rich, the village names have lived here for generations and are protected by the immortals of Qingyunmen, so they are comfortable and carefree.

"Zhang Xiaofan, stop if you have the guts, don't look for your elder brother Zhang Changfeng!"

With a curse, there was a bit of a smile. Under the blue sky, the children in the village were playing and chasing among the grassy houses.

"Five of you are chasing after me, and I'm not allowed to find helpers. Treat me like an idiot!"

The child named Zhang Xiaofan in front gave a "bah", turned around and made a grimace while running.

Chasing all the way, these children gradually approached the dilapidated grass temple at the east end of the village.From the outside, this small grass temple is dilapidated, and I don't know how many times it has experienced the wind and rain of the world.

Zhang Xiaofan was the first to rush over, and saw a boy in his early ten years old sitting on the threshold of the ruined temple with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his body.

Compared with the cheerful children outside, he has a pair of deep eyes on his immature face, and his body is filled with a sense of dignity and stability that is completely inconsistent with his age.

"Brother, what are you carving?"

Zhang Xiaofan came to sit down beside the boy wearing Buddhist beads, put his elbows on his knees, propped his head up and stared at the wood in his hand without blinking, under the dexterous flipping of the carving knife, a statue gradually became lifelike stand up.

At this time, the few children who had caught up also stood quietly one meter away and watched quietly, as if this was a place where fighting was not allowed, and no one dared to violate it.

"Xiaofan, I gave it to you."

A moment later, the boy wearing the Buddhist beads put down the carving knife, smiled and handed a statue composed of four figures to Zhang Xiaofan.

These four figures are two big and two small, they are a peasant couple standing side by side with a young man in their arms, the two boys are Zhang Xiaofan and the young man wearing Buddhist beads, the faces of the four people are full of contentment and happiness smile.

"Thank you, brother, you can teach me how to carve wood too, maybe you can exchange it in the city for money."

Zhang Xiaofan took over the wood carving with joy, his fingers stroked along the texture left by the carving knife on the portrait, as if he couldn't put it down.

After hearing this, the other children quickly said, "Yes, please teach us too..."

Sculpture is a meticulous job. How many of these children really have this kind of perseverance, but it's just for fun, 3 minutes of enthusiasm.

The young man with the prayer beads got up, shook his head slightly, smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, from the corner of the exit of the village, a Buddha's cry came, and someone said: "Amitabha Buddha, what a natural Buddha-nature, I can't imagine that there is such a miracle in the world.

The children followed the direction of the sound, and saw an old monk walking towards him, looking at the young man standing with beads, his wrinkled face was full of smiles.

"The kid has seen the master!"

The young man with the Buddhist beads on his back smiled and greeted the old monk when he came up to him.

The old monk saw that he was so polite and mature, he seemed to like him more and more, and said: "Little benefactor, what's your name?"

The old monk was dressed in shabby cassock, and his whole body was dirty.Only a string of jasper rosary beads was held in his hand, which was crystal clear, dazzing and emitting a faint blue light.

Strangely, among the dozen or so sapphire rosary beads of the same size and clear and clean, there was a dark purple round bead that was neither jade nor stone.

Seeing his strange attire that he had never seen before, all the teenagers couldn't help showing curiosity, Zhang Xiaofan instinctively pulled the corner of his brother's clothes and asked: "Hey, who are you, why have I never seen you before?"

The old monk glanced at him with a smile on his lips, but turned to look at the young man wearing the Buddhist beads and asked: "The poor monk's name is Puzhi, little benefactor, you haven't answered the old monk yet."

"The boy's surname is Zhang, and his name is Changfeng."

"Zhang Changfeng?" The old monk murmured, then pointed to the golden beads hanging on the boy's chest and smiled, "Little benefactor, where did you get this string of beads from?"

Before the boy could speak, a boy named Jing Yu among the children rushed to say: "I heard from my aunts and uncles that it was born with him, and came out with him in the mother's womb."

If it is an ordinary person, after hearing this, it must be just a child listening to an adult and showing off, but the old monk heard a pair of cloudy eyes suddenly burst into light, stepped forward and touched the top of Zhang Changfeng's head, and said solemnly "Little benefactor, you are born with Buddha nature, and you are destined to have a destiny with Buddha in this life. It is God's will that this poor monk sees you today. Would you like to worship the old monk as your teacher and enter Tianyin Temple to practice?"

"This... where is Tianyin Temple?"

"Tianyin Temple is a Buddhist practice sect, Qingyunmen and Fenxianggu are the three sects of the righteous way, aiming to kill evil and demons and protect the common people."

A group of children don’t understand much about killing evil spirits and killing demons, but they know the meaning of the three words Qingyunmen better than anyone else. That is to say, you... you are also a fairy, can you fly, can you shine?"

"I am ashamed to be an immortal, but I can do a little bit of magic." The old monk smiled slightly, and put his hands together lightly. A burst of warm and peaceful golden Buddha light shone like the great sun ring behind the Tathagata Buddha, covering the entire grass temple. The front was so brightly illuminated that all the children were both excited and amazed, exclaiming in their mouths, clapping their hands and looking into the eyes of the old monk, full of envy.

"Little benefactor, do you wish?" The old monk looked at the young man named Zhang Changfeng again and said.

Although the young man is more mature than other children, he is also full of longing for the legendary immortals and spells, but he seems to have some worries in his heart, so he hesitated and said: "I am naturally willing to worship the immortal sect, but... Parents, you must report to the elders for consent."

"It's okay, little benefactor, just take the poor monk to meet your parents, the old monk will convince them."

Seeing that the young man himself had agreed, the old monk smiled like a flower on his old face, as if all the happy things of the past ten years had gathered at this moment.

Zhang's family lives at the end of the village, so it is not far from the Pocao Temple. After hearing the cause and effect, complex expressions appeared on the faces of the simple peasant couple. Obviously hesitant, they bid farewell to the old monk, and the couple closed the door to discuss. stand up.

"Master, what do you think of this?"

"To be honest, it is naturally a good thing. Being able to worship in the immortal sect is also the blessing of this child Changfeng. But... if it is Qingyun sect, I have nothing to say, but it is a Buddhist sect, so he has to shave or become a monk! When the child's mother entrusted him to us, we can't let him die, right?"

"I'm also worried about this. You can't be guilty of being a human being. If the child gets his mother back in the future, we really can't explain it."

"But it's not like you don't know Changfeng's temper. No one can persuade him of what he has decided. Another thing is that if the mother comes back and finds out about it in the future, she will think that we have broken the child's celestial relationship. It would be even more impossible to explain.”

"It doesn't work either on the left or on the right. We should give others an explanation."

"Forget it, let the children decide for themselves."

"That's the only way to go. I also heard that Buddhist disciples can return to vulgarity..."

………………

After the couple expressed their views, there was no hindrance to the matter of apprenticeship and apprenticeship.

That night the old monk took the young man back to the Pocao Temple, preparing to shave and name him. He seemed very nervous about this disciple, and he didn't even want to wait for another night.

"As soon as you enter Buddhism, you will be cut off from the world. The name Zhang Changfeng has become a thing of the past. The second generation disciple of Tianyin Temple is the generation of Dharma. As the master, I will give you the Dharma name today—Dharma Heart. I hope you will see your nature clearly, as always."

"Disciples remember the teachings of the master."

The old monk stroked the young man's head gently, and the strands of hair fell down one by one. The young man's eyes were clear, and he had a feeling...worshiping Tianyin Temple seemed to be his natural mission!

The sky is getting darker, and the earth is gradually shrouded in darkness.

Late at night, two teenagers sat on the threshold of Caomiao Village and looked up at the stars.

"Brother, why did you go with the old monk, isn't it good for the family to be happy together?"

"Of course, but I don't belong here."

Zhang Xiaofan opened his eyes wide and said, "What do you mean, I don't understand!"

Fa Xin touched his little head and said with a smile: "You will understand later, take good care of your parents..."

At this time, there was a sudden thunderstorm, and the wind and clouds were seen, and the black clouds rolled in the sky in an instant.

The wind and rain are about to come, and there is a chilling intent.

After a while, another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the small grass temple standing alone in the wind lit up. The old monk had already stood at the gate of the temple at some point, blocking the two young men behind him, with a serious face, Looking up at the sky, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

In the village to the west, at some point, a puff of black air, as thick as black ink, surged continuously.The old monk stood in the grass temple, staring at the black air.

Suddenly, the black air rolled up, spiraled up, and went straight to the outside of the village, heading towards the grass temple, very fast, and arrived in a blink of an eye.

The three of them, one old, two young, looked intently, and at a glance they saw that there was a child with them, and it was Lin Jingyu who had seen them during the day.

The old monk's face darkened, he didn't hesitate any longer, and seeing how he was making gestures, his emaciated body suddenly rose from the ground and plunged straight into the black air.

From an unknown place in the darkness, came a slightly surprised voice: "Huh?"

After a few muffled sounds, the black energy stopped abruptly and hovered over the Caomiao.With Lin Jingyu under his ribs, the old monk slowly fell, but a piece of his cassock had been torn off behind him.

With the help of the weak light, Lin Jingyu's eyes were closed tightly, his breathing was steady, and he didn't know if he was asleep or passed out.

The old monk put him down, looked up at the cloud of black air in the air, and said: "Your Excellency has profound Taoism, why do you attack ignorant children, just for fear of losing your identity?"

A hoarse voice came from the black air, saying: "Who are you, dare to meddle in my business?"

The man in black groaned, holding the sword formula in his hand, stepping on the seven stars, and walked seven steps in a row, the long sword pierced the sky suddenly, chanting words:

"The Nine Heavens Profound Temple, turned into a divine thunder.

Huanghuang Tianwei, lead him with the sword! "

As soon as the voice fell, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly churned, the thunder rumbled, and there were lightning flashes on the edge of the black clouds. on the sword.

With a loud shout, he pulled out the sword formula with his left hand and shook his wrist with all his strength. There was a thunderstorm, and the terrifying lightning bolts on the sword shot toward the Pocao Temple.Along the way, the plants, trees, bricks and rocks were all shaken and flying, leaving a deep fiery scar, the scene was like the doomsday of punishment from heaven, it was extremely frightening.

Faced with this, the two teenagers felt their hearts beating violently, as if all the blood in their bodies was flowing backwards in an instant, their hands and feet were limp, and they couldn't breathe. Completely fainted in the violent shock!
"Is it really doomed to have this catastrophe?"

Before Fa Xin fell into a coma, the look in his eyes suddenly changed, and there seemed to be an inaudible sigh in his whisper.

(End of this chapter)