Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

So he should be punished.

Yun Shuhua lowered his head in frustration: "Master, please punish me, my apprentice is willing to be punished."

Jing Fan propped his forehead and pondered for a while, then said: "Those who don't hear the wonderful Dharma go a long way. So my disciple copied the Lotus Sutra and put it in front of the Tianyin stone case to comfort the way of heaven, how about it?"

Copying scriptures is not a big punishment, but I don't know how many volumes there are in that Lotus Sutra, and how many scriptures are in each volume.

Yun Shuhua naturally had no objection.

"From tomorrow on, I will start preaching and teaching the Dharma as a teacher, so don't let the disciples be too late."

Jing Fan stood up from the rattan wooden chair, his faint eyes fell on the young man's hair, and then walked past him to the outside of the hall.

As the lotus fragrance drifted past, Yun Shuhua said in a low voice a respectful farewell to the master, and his mind began to think wildly again.

If you want to preach and teach the Dharma, doesn't it mean that the master is not here for a short time when he comes back this time?

I'm afraid it's not the start of formal school life tomorrow.

On the way back to Xingzhu, Yun Shuhua's thoughts were muddled. After thinking for a long time, he returned to the Yuxu Hall, knocked on the door of Fenghe's room in the side hall near the back mountain, and asked for a copy of the Lotus Sutra.

The Lotus Sutra has more than [-] words and is divided into many volumes. Yun Shuhua sat on the desk in the middle of the night, copying sore wrists and yawning again and again.

He also said that it was not a big punishment, he would rather be cut by Jing Fan with a sword than copy these complicated words.

He copied very late that night, and had to get up early the next day. He slept and woke up several times throughout the night, and finally stayed up until morning.

It was cold and windy on the mountain, and the sky was not yet bright. Yun Shuhua walked out of the dormitory in his clothes, and was completely awake by the cold wind in an instant.

Out of the small courtyard, the person beside the lotus pond in the distance is resting his eyes with his eyes closed, who is it but Jing Fan?

"Master," Yun Shuhua walked up and greeted cautiously, "Master got up really early today."

Hearing the young man's greeting, Jing Fan opened his eyes and said, "Where did my apprentice write the Lotus Sutra that was punished for copying yesterday?"

"The disciple is stupid, and only copied the fourth grade."

"Have you gained something?" Jing Fan asked softly.

"Of course... yes." Yun Shuhua stammered.

At least the lead-shaped characters are easier to write and look better, and this can't be regarded as a gain.

"Since that's the case, let me tell you what the Lotus Sutra talks about."

It's broken, Master asked about the main content of the Lotus Sutra.

Yun Shuhua quietly took a look at Jing Fan's expression, seeing that his brows are relaxed today, he is not as cold as yesterday, and he is probably in a good mood, so he boldly said: "I copied for a long time yesterday, and I was a little sleepy in the middle of the night. , I don’t remember the specific content so clearly.”

"However, my disciples have the impression that this scripture is probably saying that everyone can reach the Mahayana way, and only the Buddha's heart and the Dao heart are needed."

He translated the few scriptures he had memorized into human language he could understand, repeated them with Jing Fan, and then lowered his head and waited to be scolded.

Unexpectedly, Jing Fan was silent for a while, and then said: "It depends on people's will to understand this matter. I believe that what the Lotus Sutra says is what it is, and there is no need to judge it as a teacher."

Yun Shuhua responded, and asked curiously: "Then read this Lotus Sutra in the realm of a master, and what is the harvest different from that of a disciple?"

Jing Fan narrowed his eyes and did not answer, but first asked him another question: "Do you know the full name of this sutra?"

"I know," Yun Shuhua nodded, "This sutra is called the Lotus Sutra of the Miaofa."

"Since it is a wonderful method, all kinds of wonderful meanings are said to be lotus flowers." Jing Fan looked at the standing Han in the lake with deep eyes, "in my teacher's opinion, this sutra is telling the story of a lotus flower." .”

Yun Shuhua followed Jing Fan's train of thought for a while, but was still a little puzzled.

"Master, can you explain in more detail? How does this sutra talk about a lotus flower?" He stepped forward and stood beside Jing Fan by the lake, hesitatingly said, "When I copied the scriptures, I noticed that this sutra It’s clearly talking about people who are in the cultivation period.”

After finishing speaking, Jing Fan turned his head, looked at Yun Shuhua with a half-smile, and said, "You're right."

"The lotus is its appearance, and the inside uses flowers to describe the world, expressing the desires of people in the lower world one by one."

"The stems fall into the mud, and those who seek the six desires and all the desires will grow miscellaneous afflictions like this root stuck in the mud. , the void has nothing to lean on, only the lotus flower bears fruit, which is empty and solid, and all the dharmas you seek will be obtained, and the way to attain the Tao and ascend is nothing more than this."

After Jing Fan finished speaking, seeing Yun Shuhua frowning and trying to understand, a smile appeared on his lips.

"It's not too late for disciples to slowly realize it in the future. It doesn't matter even if you get nothing," he stretched out his white and slender fingers, and a water lily appeared in the palm of his palm. "The lower realm is the realm of desire. Such a place is doomed to be entangled with endless desires and desires for a lifetime, and if there is something wrong with it, you will turn to yourself, the real big picture is just an illusory form, and it cannot relieve what you and I want."

"Who can say that those who practice the wonderful method all their lives will be able to seek perfection and soar?"

Jing Fan's words were light and light, and his tone was very slow, but Yun Shuhua was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He tried his best to understand the meaning of Master's words, but couldn't believe the speculation in his heart.

The form of emptiness cannot be relieved, and it is destined to be entangled in desire for a lifetime... Such disbelief in the words of the scriptures.

Are you sure it was the sword master who was admired by the cultivators of the five regions?

Yun Shuhua was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He suddenly remembered that before the time travel, he had accidentally learned about the life backgrounds of important characters in "War of Immortals and Demons" in the project team.

It is said that Jing Fan did not know where he was born. He had no father or mother since he was a child. He grew up wandering and was bullied.At that time, the demon world was in charge of the first level of heaven, and the people in the lower realm were devastated. The designated heir of the Yuxu Palace finally brought him to the first heaven.

Having such a miserable childhood, and leading two wars, and gaining this understanding while cultivating Taoism, it shouldn't be considered... deviant, right?

Thinking of this, Yun Shuhua quickly removed the words "deviating from the scriptures" from his mind, and suddenly felt that although what Jing Fan said was difficult for those orthodox Taoists to accept, there was some truth worth pondering.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked: "As Master said, the five realms are located in the lower realm, and all our thoughts and thoughts in them have desires and desires. What's the point?"

"Because I can't get it, I want to get it more," Jing Fan said with his slender eyelashes hanging on his eyelids, closing his eyes, "And sometimes practicing Taoism is not for getting something, but for not getting something."

"No gain?" Yun Shuhua opened his eyes wide, "Is it the kind of no gain that Dao Feisheng even wants?"

The question was pitiful and cute, and Jing Fan laughed after hearing it: "Of course, my apprentice is not deeply involved in the world and has little experience. This kind of lack of income is not suitable for you."

Getting nothing is the way to be pursued by those who suffer from heart barriers and suffering in order to overcome the greed in their hearts.

With a young mind like Yun Shuhua, if you take care of him more, you won't be bound to this way.

After discussing this Lotus Sutra with Master, I unexpectedly gained a lot.

Yun Shuhua felt that he had grasped a little bit of the way of practice, and his heart jumped, and he heard Jing Fan say: "How is the disciple's sword practice?"

"Compared to before, it may have improved a little." Yun Shuhua said in a low voice.

Jing Fan raised his hand and pinched a sword formula. With great power, Wen Yue burst out of the sky and landed firmly in his hand.

"Take your sword."

Is this to test his level?

Yun Shuhua coughed, thinking of his half-baked kung fu, his face was a little shy: "I hope Master will show mercy."

As soon as the words fell, he also raised two fingers and used the sword formula, only to see a gust of wind suddenly rise, and a long sword suddenly appeared in front of him with the sound of whistling.

The sword is proficient, the will is firm, and the sword has sword spirit.

Jing Fan was a little surprised. He never thought that Yun Shuhua had improved a lot in just one month, which was a far cry from when he couldn't even hold his sword steadily.

He lifted the sword and tried Yun Shuhua's two moves, but he didn't want to continue, so he took Wenyue back: "When I used the sword, my mind was not pure. What was I thinking when I fought against my teacher?"

"what?"

Yun Shuhua was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Master to know this.

"The combination of mind, spirit and mind can only make the sword well. You still can't do this." Jing Fan looked at him indifferently.

"... I know I was wrong, I will practice hard when I go down."

"Today is here first."

Jing Fan took a step forward, flicked his sleeves and walked towards the outside of Xingzhu. When passing by Yun Shuhua, he paused for a while, standing in front of him and carefully scrutinizing his eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing Master getting closer and closer to him, Yun Shuhua felt the strong sense of oppression hit him like a mountain. He stood there nervously for a while, staring at Jing Fan's pair of snowy white eyes. star pupil.

He stiffly took half a step back, and just as he was about to make up a nonsense reason to escape, he was pinched by a warm and powerful big hand.

"What are you running for?" Jing Fan asked him with narrowed eyes.

"Master, Master," the fragrance was lingering, Yun Shuhua didn't dare to speak loudly, his eyes flickered, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone, "Master, what advice do you have?"

Jing Fan stared at his face, his sharp eyes seemed to turn into substance, passing across Yun Shuhua's delicate and clear facial features, bringing a burning feeling.

"The next time you try your sword with your master, concentrate on it and don't think about other people or things."

When Jing Fan's back like a pine crane disappeared in Xingzhu, Yun Shuhua woke up like a dream.

Wait, why is it different from the imagined scene?

Isn't Master the one who hates contact with others the most? ?

After thinking about it for a long time to no avail, Yun Shuhua turned to remember what happened when he accidentally focused on Jing Fan when he tried the sword just now.

It's not because of his lack of willpower, but because Jing Fan's pressure was too strong when he lifted the sword. When the two were within an inch of each other, he could clearly feel the murderous intent emanating from Jing Fan's body.

It's been half a year since the two first met, but Jing Fan still has murderous intentions towards him.

If he was so untrustworthy, why did he accept him as a disciple?