Great Wei scholar

On the barren hills.

The sun is burning.

There were beads of sweat on his brow, and he was hungry.

All in all, today is the fifth day he hasn't eaten.

In the past, with the support of mana, it didn't matter whether he ate or not, but now that he has become a mortal after proclaiming himself a cultivation base, he realizes how good it is to eat and drink enough.

Find a shady place.

Huixin was lying down, her eyes were a little confused.

During this period of time, he heard some things, something happened in the Demon Realm Sea, and demons caused disasters to the world.

Although it is controlled by the three major dynasties, the major immortal sects and Buddhist sects.

But when he heard the news, something came to his mind.

He has some anger.

He wanted to rush to the Sea of ​​Demon Realm as soon as possible, but he also knew that there was no point in going by himself.

It is better to search for Mahayana Buddhism.

If we can find Mahayana Buddhism, maybe we can directly stop the chaos.

But right now.

With a burst of fragrance pervading, Huixin couldn't help looking.

is far away.

on a mountain.

An old man was roasting birds over a fire.

"Amitabha."

Looking at this scene.

The Huixin monk couldn't help but bowed his head and recited a Buddha's name.

This is killing.

It is a Buddhist precept.

It's just... really fragrant.

But what makes Huixin curious is.

How could an old man appear in this wilderness?

Could it be that the World-Honored One turned into a mortal and came to teach me the Dharma?

Thinking of this, Huixin was a little moved.

He didn't say much, got up and walked over.

It wasn't anything else, but how could a person appear in this barren mountain and wild ridge.

"Amitabha."

"The poor monk, Huixin, has met the benefactor."

Hui Xin came over.

He looked at the old man.

The latter, dressed in sackcloth, was roasting an unknown bird, already plucked and cleaned.

On the fire rack, the birds were roasting, exuding a faint fragrance.

The old man was very skillful. He dipped some oil with the feathers, spread it evenly, and sprinkled some unknown spices from time to time, and it was immediately fragrant.

"Do monks also eat meat?"

The old man's voice sounded, and he looked at Huixin with curiosity in his eyes.

"Don't eat."

Hui Xin shook her head, then looked at the old man and asked curiously.

"Benefactor, barren mountains and wild mountains, why are you here alone?"

Hui Xin said curiously.

After saying this, the old man took a sip of water and watched Huixin speak out slowly.

"none of your business?"

sounded.

Huixin was taken aback.

Good guy.

This doesn't follow a formula.

I thought this old man would say a lot of wise words, or some seemingly ordinary remarks that contained truth.

Didn't expect to say this?

Ah...this.

He was silent.

Don't know what to say.

But the old man didn't say much, and continued to roast the birds.

About two quarters of an hour passed.

The old man held the wooden rack and waved the food on it.

Full of fragrance.

Huixin couldn't help but swallowed.

Then I secretly said Amitabha in my heart.

And the old man didn't talk too much, and when it got a little colder, he began to feast on it.

He looks ugly.

The fresh and tender meat was torn open by him, dripping fat, exuding a tempting and delicious aroma.

The wise monk sighed.

To be honest, he was really hungry.

But the Buddhist precepts are here, so he can only watch.

It's been a long time.

The old man was full, wiped the corners of his mouth, got up and left without saying a word to himself.

This made Huixin understand that she was thinking too much.

Even if it is a test, it is impossible to test like this without saying a word.

The old man left without saying a word, leaving behind a fire, not even a sip of water.

After the old man left.

Hui Xin's eyes couldn't help falling on these bones.

There's still a little grease and meat leftovers.

"Oh, that's all, that's all."

Hui Xin got up and walked towards the bones, but instead of eating, he buried the bones and recited the Sutra.

Then leave here.

That's it.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

He was out of luck.

Here is the red land, desolate and desperate.

I haven't eaten for ten days, and I'm about to faint from hunger.

Fortunately, he has a strong body. Although he has sealed his mana, he is physically strong. Otherwise, ordinary people would die after starving for seven or eight days.

But for Huixin, being hungry is better.

The main thing is thirst.

He walked towards the red land, looking forward to the appearance of a temple.

It's a pity.

until late at night.

He never saw the temple.

The body is also extremely weak. If he doesn't eat anymore, he will definitely not starve to death, but his previous efforts will be wasted.

It is agreed that self-proclaimed cultivation base will break the precept once it reaches the dying state.

Then I am farther away from Mahayana Buddhism.

at last.

Just when Huixin was in despair.

He saw a temple.

Excited to go, only to find that this is a ruined temple, the Buddha statues are all broken, and I don't know which Buddha it is.

It was full of dust, not even weeds.

Some depressed.

Mentally tortured.

But even so, Huixin still comprehended the Dharma with peace of mind in front of the temple.

It's a pity that the hunger and thirst brought by his body prevented him from comprehending the Dharma with peace of mind.

He couldn't calm down.

In the end, I was so hungry that I found some extremely dry grass and swallowed it.

The taste is indescribable, extremely unpalatable, and can't be swallowed, with a throat-cutting feeling.

Fortunately, it is not poisonous.

After eating, my hunger was relieved a little.

It's just late at night.

Nemesis came.

His stomach hurt to the extreme, as if being stabbed by a knife, and he was sweating profusely from the pain.

Huixin is in pain.

It's not because of the pain, but because there isn't much water in my body, and now I'm sweating profusely, I guess I'm really going to die here.

In the end, the divine monk Huixin gritted his teeth, and he broke the seal.

If you don't break the seal, you will be able to release the seal by yourself.

After the seal was released, he spit out the weeds in his stomach, and the power of the Buddha nourished his body, making him feel an unprecedented pleasure.

But he also understood that he broke the precept.

It is even more difficult to find Mahayana Buddhism.

Joy came quickly, but also disappeared in an instant.

The Huixin monk sat in the temple and was silent for a long time.

He looked at the broken Buddha statue and finally made a decision.