Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 236 Wooden Immortal Nunnery!
As soon as they saw the baby in Old Man Xu's arms, everyone present were all taken aback.

Only Bodhidharma looked the same.

It seems that this matter has been expected.

Solanum nigrum was even more curious, stepped forward to tease the baby, and asked, "Where did this baby come from?"

"My grandfather and I picked it up from the side of the road!"

Erwa was carrying a bamboo basket filled with matsutake and other things.

"My grandfather and I went up the mountain to look for mountain treasures. Near the snake and scorpion cave, we suddenly heard the cry of a child, so we searched for it and saw this baby in the grass!"

Erwa was gesticulating while talking, feeling a little inexplicably excited.

The old man Xu also said: "Maybe some family abandoned it here. These days... Alas, I saw him innocent and pitiful, and I was afraid that the tigers and wolves in the mountains would take him away, so I brought him back!"

For these years, he lived alone in the mountains, was old and childless, and was lonely.

Although accompanied by the gourd babies, the gourd babies are not human after all.

Now that I have picked up a baby, if I can raise it to an adult, I may be able to die for myself in the future.

It was precisely because of this thought that old man Xu had the heart to adopt him.

"Grandpa, he's crying so hard, he's probably hungry!"

Sanwa said.

"Does he eat meat? Let's roast meat for him!"

"This child doesn't even have teeth, how could he be able to eat meat?"

"Huh? Why doesn't he have a gourd on his head?"

Several gourd babies were arguing with each other.

Elder Xu next to him looked down at the crying child in his arms, but he also became frowning.

As Huluwa said, newborn babies can only drink milk and cannot eat.

But there is no pregnant woman breastfeeding in his family, where can he get milk?
Just as old man Xu was hesitating.

Suddenly Bodhidharma laughed and said, "Let me try it!"

Hearing this, Old Man Xu was taken aback: "Holy Monk, can you, can you breastfeed?"

With some suspicious eyes, he looked up and down Bodhidharma, and finally settled on Bodhidharma's chest.

"..."

Dharma suddenly popped a well on his forehead: "I mean, let me figure out a way!"

"Oh? I thought..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Man Xu was startled and shut up quickly.

Dharma didn't seem to hear it.

The golden body and dharma form erupted from the top of his head and soared above the roof.

all of a sudden.

A series of seven-colored Buddha lights rippled out, and the Buddha's power was so vast that the creatures within a hundred miles were startled and worshiped one after another.

"All spirits in the world, all living beings, there are abandoned babies who urgently need breastfeeding. My Buddha is merciful, and the heavens also have the virtue of loving life. If all living beings are willing to breastfeed, those who draw this merit will avoid falling into the animal realm during reincarnation!"

Bodhidharma's voice echoed far away.

Soon.

Then countless cattle, sheep, tigers and leopards gathered from all directions, screaming outside the courtyard.

Seeing this, old man Xu was overjoyed.

"Holy Monk, you are truly a living Bodhisattva!"

Old man Xu was very grateful.

Immediately called a few gourd babies, and happily milked them with basins.

Not long after, it was already full of a large basin.

"Enough is enough, everyone, come back tomorrow!"

Old man Xu bowed and said.

The animals at the scene, as if they understood what Old Man Xu said, immediately dispersed amidst the roaring sound.

And the abandoned baby naturally had a full meal, and fell asleep contentedly.

"Since Mr. Xu is determined to adopt this child, shouldn't he be given a name?"

Solanum nigrum said softly.

"Old man, I don't know a single word, so I ask the holy monk to give me a name!"

Old Man Xu kicked the ball directly to Bodhidharma.

Bodhidharma smiled slightly, as if he had already thought about it: "Let's call this child Xu Xuan, how about it?"

"Xu Xuan?"

Old Man Xu murmured, "Good name!"

Anyway, it was much stronger than the "Xu Amao" and "Xu Dagou" he thought of just now.

At night.

Mr. Xu cooked the kitchen himself, cooked a table full of dishes, and warmly entertained Bodhidharma and Solanum nigrum.

It turned out that Bodhidharma had long been out of touch with the world.

But he couldn't hold back the other party's enthusiasm, so he moved his chopsticks.

The night flew by.

The next morning, Bodhidharma and Solanum nigrum bid farewell.

Continue on your way.

Old Man Xu and Calabash Babies sent the two of them over Calabash Mountain, and then bid farewell to each other.

After leaving Calabash Mountain, Bodhidharma and Solanum nigrum walked day and night, crossing mountains and rivers, which was quite pleasant.

Along the way, it was fairly calm.

Even if you meet a few little monsters who don't have long eyes, Solanum nigrum can solve it, and there is no need for Bodhidharma to do it himself.

It took more than half a month to trek.

On this day, when I was on my way, I didn't realize that it was going to be late.

"Master, there seems to be an ancient temple in front of you, just right for you to rest overnight!"

Solanum nigrum said.

"Ok!"

Dharma looked around and nodded immediately.

Go closer.

But seeing the road to the left and right, it is full of thorns and twigs, surrounded by radishes, dead leaves paved the ground, and mosquitoes flying around.

Outside the ancient temple.

The wind knocks on the bamboo rhyme, the pines and cypresses condense green, and the peaches and plums are beautiful.

There is a bit of coldness floating in the air.

Solanum nigrum looked around and whispered: "Master, this place seems a little unusual!"

"No problem!"

Saying that, Bodhidharma went straight into the ancient temple.

Seeing Bodhidharma so carefree, Solanum nigrum naturally wouldn't worry.

Enter the ancient temple.

There is only one main hall, and the three ancient seal characters of "Musian Temple" are written on the plaque.

The statue of Sanqing is enshrined in the hall, which is slightly dust-free.

The rest is empty, and there is no other display.

There is no evil charm in the huge hall, but a sense of freshness.

"anyone there?"

Solanum asked.

I asked several times in a row, but no one answered.

Seems like nowhere.

"Master, this ancient temple is really weird!"

Solanum nigrum couldn't help reminding again.

"fine!"

Bodhidharma smiled calmly, "You will devote yourself to cultivating tonight, no matter what you hear, don't pay attention to it, you will deal with it yourself as a teacher!"

"Yes!"

Done.

The two of them chose a place to sit, cross-legged into meditation.

Before you know it, night falls.

A bright moon hangs above the nine heavens, and silver flowers are scattered in the courtyard, as if the clear spring is silent, and the stagnant water is empty and bright.

The breeze is blowing slowly, and the shadows of the branches are swaying, like algae and weeds.

suddenly.

A gust of fragrant wind blows into the courtyard of Muxian Nunnery from the outside.

"Ok?"

Dharma rolled his eyes.

Immediately, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes again, ignoring him.

Followed by.

A human voice could be heard in the void: "Eighteen Gong, long time no see, are you all right?"

"Hehehe, Gu Zhigong, long time no see, I see that you are more and more energetic!"

Another hearty laugh sounded immediately.

"The child's hour is approaching, I wonder when Ling Kongzi and old man Fuyun will arrive?"

"Maybe those two don't bother to fight with you and me?"

talking room.

A loud laugh came from a distance: "Fighting with the sky is a lot of fun, fighting with you is a lot of fun, how can a mere Ling Kongzi break his promise!"

"Ling Kongzi, well said!"

The voice has not yet settled.

As the wind swirled, two more figures appeared in the courtyard.

Ling Kongzi looked at the other three, and said with a smile: "The three of you are already very old, why bother arguing endlessly with me, a younger generation? Then Princess Wansheng is twenty-eight years old, so she definitely doesn't like you bad old men!"

"Not necessarily!"

Faced with Ling Kongzi's ridicule, Shibagong didn't think it was disobedient, and said with a smile, "What if Princess Wansheng likes mature and stable people like us?"

As he spoke, he stroked his long beard with his hand.

Mr. Guzhi also said: "Shibagong is right, the bad old man is only on the outside, if you and I have practiced for a long time, if we can use the power of the dragon clan to reach a higher level and become a handsome young man, isn't it easy? ? And, Halloween Princess will never be so superficial!"

"Right!"

Fuyun old man strongly agreed.

Hearing this, Ling Kongzi laughed twice: "It's a pity that the Wanshenglonggong only sent us an invitation to Thorn Ridge, otherwise, wouldn't it be better if everyone went together!"

"I heard that Wansheng Laolong spread invitations widely this time, and recruited relatives for Princess Wansheng's martial arts competition. Many big monsters are also invited. Our chances are extremely slim!"

Gu Zhigong sighed.

"That's right, the mighty King of Flame Mountain, Zhu Gangman of Fuling Mountain, and all kinds of powerful monsters, it's hard to deal with!"

Shiba Gong couldn't help but frowned.

"You can't say that. If you go, you have a [-]% chance. If you don't go, you don't even have a [-]% chance!"

Ling Kongzi said.

"What Ling Kongzi said is absolutely true!"

Fuyun old man nodded.

Paused.

Mr. Guzhi asked: "Where are the invitations sent by Ben Bo Erba and Ba Ben Erbo sent by Wansheng Laolong? It should be at Fuyun old man's place?"

"Not bad!"

Old man Fuyun immediately reached into his bosom, and took out a bronzing invitation card.

On the cover, there are secret texts unique to the Dragon Clan printed, faintly exuding precious light.

"There is only one invitation card, but we have four immortals in Thorn Ridge. It seems that a fierce fight is inevitable!"

Ling Kongzi sighed.

"not necessarily!"

Mr. Guzhi waved his hand, and suggested: "We are so familiar with each other, and hurting our feelings by doing it, why not make friends with literature, and decide the winner orally, the winner will get an invitation to go to the Wanshenglong Palace, how about it?"

"To be honest, this is what I mean too!"

The Eighteenth Duke stroked his beard.

"Can!"

Fuyun old man has always cherished words like gold.

However, he also agreed with Mr. Guzhi's proposal.

After all, the cultivation and mana of the four Immortals of Thorn Ridge are all within the same rank.

If they really moved their hands, they would probably lose sight of their fists and feet and hurt each other's friendship.

Ling Kongzi hesitated a little, and said, "How can you make friends with literature?"

"Let's go to the Muxian Nunnery and discuss it carefully!"

"it is good!"

It's over.

The four walked towards the hall.

Outside the hall gate, when Fu saw Bodhidharma and Solanum nigrum, they all froze for a moment.

Ling Kongzi frowned: "Why is there a monk here?"

To know.

This Muxian nunnery was originally built by them, and it is a place where they gather and chat on weekdays.

Without the invitation of the Four Immortals of Thorn Ridge, outsiders will never be allowed to take half a step.

Unexpectedly, Bodhidharma and Solanum nigrum are here.

Ling Kongzi was about to step forward and drive Bodhidharma and Solanum nigrum away.

Who knows, but Shiba Gong stretched out his hand to stop him: "Ling Kongzi, wait a minute!"

"how?"

Ling Kongzi was slightly taken aback.

"Don't you think it's strange?"

The Eighteenth Prince looked solemnly, looked at Bodhidharma, and said in a deep voice.

I saw Bodhidharma sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, and the breath around him was as calm as an ancient well, as if he didn't notice them at all.

"What's strange?"

Ling Kongzi was puzzled.

"We were in the yard just now, and with our magic power, we couldn't detect the existence of these two people!"

Hearing this, Ling Kongzi woke up suddenly, "You mean, this monk's cultivation is unfathomable, possibly higher than you and me?"

"Probably!"

The Eighteenth Duke lowered his voice, "Besides, you and I are in Hezhou, Xiniu, which is the territory of Buddhism. We don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face. When we meet monks and monks, we should be careful!"

"Not only that, but more importantly, I heard that Xiniu Hezhou has recently produced a monk named Bodhidharma. This monk is tyrannical and takes pleasure in killing monsters indiscriminately. If he gets into trouble with this guy, he will be ruined after a thousand years of work." Once, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Mr. Lonely added.

"Right, right!"

Fuyun old man nodded repeatedly.

"It's just a legend, it shouldn't be that scary!"

Ling Kongzi said disapprovingly.

"It's not without reason, it's not without reason, be careful sailing for ten thousand years!"

Shiba Gong said cautiously.

"What the Eighteenth Duke said is true!"

Guzhigong and Fuyunsou said in unison.

The other three people had a general attitude. No matter how unbelieving Ling Kongzi was, he could only obey the majority.

At the moment, don't bother Bodhidharma and Solanum nigrum.

Anyway, the hall is very spacious, so I chose another open space in the corner, and sat down cross-legged, a few feet away from Bodhidharma.

The Four Immortals of Thorn Ridge sat in a circle, and old man Fuyun placed the invitation card on the ground in the middle.

"Everyone, you and I are both people who have attained the Tao. Fighting and killing is not what you and I want. It is better to recite poems to fight against each other and make friends through literature..." Eighteen is fair, "I suggest that take the scene in front of you, and each of you should take the scene in front of you. How about reciting a poem to decide the outcome?"

"it is good!"

The other three had no objection.

"Since it's the eighteenth prince, you propose, why don't you come first!"

Gu Zhigong laughed.

"The old man will do his part!"

Shiba Gong looked around, pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

He chanted in his mouth: "The black pine forest under the moon, the streams and ditches in the forest, the ditches are as clear as promised, the monks come to wash their hair!"

The voice just fell.

Immediately won a round of applause.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Fuyun old man applauded endlessly.

As for what was good about it, he couldn't tell.

It seems that it can only be understood, but cannot be expressed in words.

Gu Zhigong praised and said: "Eighteen Gong's poems integrate the moon, pine forest, ditches, and monks into one. "

"Gu Zhi Gong really has good eyesight!"

The eighteenth prince stroked his beard proudly, "I think when I first attained the Tao, I also traveled to Nanfang Buzhou, traveled mountains and rivers with Xie Gong Lingyun, played the piano and discussed poetry, so I have some experience!"

"So that's the case, admiration!"

Gu Zhigong admired.

However, Ling Kongzi was a little unconvinced, and said: "What's the matter, isn't it just reciting poems? It seems like who can't?"

"Oh? Looks like Ling Kongzi already has a good work!"

Shiba Gong laughed.

"I don't dare to be a masterpiece, but I will not be worse than you if I ask myself!"

Ling Kongzi immediately took up a song, "The bright moon shines down on the black pine forest, and the streams and ditches are gurgling in the forest. I don't see the ditches as clear as expected, but I see the monk washing his bald head!"

Shiba Gong: "..."

Lonely Father: "..."

Old Man Fuyun: "..."

After a while.

Gu Zhigong smiled wryly, "Ling Kongzi, aren't you the same as Shiba Gong?"

"You can't say they are the same, they are exactly the same!"

Even old man Fuyun couldn't help saying more.

"Scholar's things, how can they be called similarities? At most, they are just references!"

Ling Kongzi argued.

"Ha ha!"

While the four were arguing endlessly.

Suddenly, a voice resounded in Mu Xian Nunnery.

"Who is the first to wake up to a big dream? I know it all my life! The Caotang has enough sleep in spring, and the sun is getting late outside the window!"

(End of this chapter)