The Monk

After about two days of busy work, the two of them sealed the newly brewed spiritual wine, bottled the original spiritual wine, and added two to one to make five. Zhang Ain and Lin Sen each took half. Lin Sen originally wanted to take less, but Zhang Ping said: "There are many people on Tianlei Mountain, so it will always be useful to prepare more." Lin Sen accepted it as he was told.

Then he went to the Fire Spirit Pond to refine elixirs. For Zhang Ai now, these elixirs were of little help, but they were better than nothing. Moreover, Lin Sen asked him to refine more elixirs, so he worked extra hard for several days to refine many elixirs. When the elixir was ready and the two of them had divided it equally, they got drunk again. The next day they left the cave, walked out of the ground, and flew back to Tianlei Mountain.

After returning to the mountain, the two separated. Zhang was afraid to ask Ruiyuan for questioning, asking how Shiwandashan was doing, how the cultivation world was in Yue and Song, and also asked about the situation of some people he once knew on this planet. , he knows too many people and cares about too many people, such as Zhang Tianfang, Fang Jian, Fu Kong, Fu Kong’s master Tian Tian, ​​Emperor Xi’s monk clone, Master Han Tian, ​​and Zuo Shi Right waiter, wait, wait. There were too many people, and there were many people or things that Ruiyuan didn't know clearly. At that time, he replied that he would send someone to investigate now.

Zhang Wen stopped and said, "No need to check, everyone has their own way of living, I'm just asking." Ruiyuan nodded and said yes, and then talked about Tianlei Mountain, and half a day passed quickly. After listening to Ruiyuan's words, Zhang Ping said: "I'm going to see Tianfang."

At this time, he found that he suddenly became very patient. In the past, Ruiyuan always wanted to report things to him, but he always found an excuse to escape. But it's different now, he actually asked proactively.

He planned to see Zhang Tianfang. After speaking, he came out of Tianlei Hall and saw Fang Jian standing outside. As soon as he met him, he asked him: "Go and see Tianfang?" Zhang Ai said yes, and Fang Jian said: "Together." Zhang Ai said yes and asked again. : "Call Bu Kong?"

In the past, Fu Kong's duty was to protect Zhang Tianfang. Later, because Tianlei Mountain was too powerful, no one dared to offend him. No one bothered Zhang Tianfang, so Fu Kong had some free time. After Zhang Tianfang left the mountain, he mostly meditated and practiced on the mountain.

Fang Jian said, "I'll call him." After saying that, his figure shot towards the east. Not long after. When the two came back, Fu Kong said solemnly, clasping his hands together: "I've met fellow Taoist Zhang." Zhang Ping smiled and said, "Why don't you stay the same for so many years? Isn't it uncomfortable to keep a straight face?" Fu Kong pretended that he didn't hear this and asked : "Going down the mountain now?"

Well, I was defeated by you. Zhang Ain smiled helplessly and said, "Let's go." So the three of them went down the mountain. Looking for Zhang Tianfang.

Zhang Tianfang is definitely an anomaly. Ever since he decided to do good deeds, he has been persisting in doing so for several years. As long as it is the city where he lived, among the people, he will be the Buddha of all families, he will be a good person for all generations, and he will be the Buddha. As long as he lived in the place, it cannot be said that there was no ugly phenomenon. At least there was no visible beating, smashing and looting, and even fights were very rare. This guy just relied on his own power to purify countless cities. According to the words spoken by ordinary people. He is greater than Buddha.

Zhang Weijing and the others quickly found Zhang Tianfang, and now this guy was actually treating people. There is a shady place at one end of the most lively long street. There is a low fence outside. There is an opening in the middle of the wall. Two common men stand to maintain order. Inside the fence are two rows of benches. On the chairs are patients lying. There were relatives accompanying me and the seats were not full. Walking back and forth among the two rows of benches was Zhang Tianfang. Wearing a white robe and a serious expression, he looked like a famous doctor who helped the world.

Zhang Ai and three people came outside the wall and were stopped by two men in civilian clothes. One of them asked: "Who is the patient?" Zhang Ai was stunned, looked in through the doorway in the middle of the wall, then looked back at the long street, shook his head and said : "There are no patients." The man said impatiently: "If you are not sick, why are you causing trouble? Hurry up and leave."

Zhang Wen laughed when he heard this and said to Fang Jian, "This guy is getting cooler as he gets more involved." He was praising Zhang Tianfang. However, this kind of words of praise sounded like endless nonsense to the ears of ordinary people. One person urged in a cold voice: "Go ahead and do what you have to do. Why are you here when you are not sick? Looking for illness?"

Hearing the man speak like this, Fang Jian also smiled. He stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Weijing a few steps to the side and said, "Last month, this guy returned to Cishan. He first met with the head of Ruiyuan and then with Uncle Lin. Just one sentence. , asked for elixirs, Uncle Lin was lucky and gave him six large bottles of elixirs, but the head of Ruiyuan only gave him two bottles, which made Tian Fang scold him for a while, saying he was stingy. "

Zhang Ai was very happy to hear this. No wonder Uncle Lin asked for elixir refining in Nitian Cave. He was afraid that this guy was wasting the elixir. He could also understand why Ruiyuan was only willing to give two bottles of elixirs. There were many disciples on the mountain, and even though there were many elixirs, they would eventually be used up. As the leader of a sect, the first thing to consider is the interests of the sect, and of course long-term plans should be made. Lin Sen didn't care. His elixirs were made for fun. Once he made them, he gave them to others. He didn't care who they gave them to.

The three of them looked in through the doorway. Zhang Tianfang was serious about taking someone's pulse. Zhang Ain smiled and said, "Will he?" Fang Jian said, "Maybe." Zhang Ain still said with a smile: "What is maybe? "For a cultivator, it is extremely simple to know whether a person is sick. As long as he gently sends the soul into that person's body, all the problems will appear one by one. What Zhang is afraid of asking him is whether he knows it. Can he take a pulse?

Fang Jian also smiled and replied: "I'm not worried about whether he can take a pulse. Do you think he can dispense medicine?"

This is the big problem. Even if there are eight large bottles of elixir, you can't treat all diseases with elixir. That would be too much of a waste, so Zhang Tianfang was asked to know how to cure the disease. Those who can't count on acupuncture, but you always need to know what kind of medicine you should take for any disease.

The three of them stopped and talked in low voices, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the two civilian men. A man came over and said: "How come such a big man doesn't know anything? The miracle doctor is treating patients inside. It's okay if you don't help. You are still there." It’s noisy here, are you blushing?”

Okay, blush. Zhang Ai put away his smile, glanced helplessly at the man in civilian clothes, and said to Fang Jian: "Go further." He pulled Fang Jian to the long street. When he turned his head, he saw Fu Kong standing still with a serious face. .

Zhang Ping winked at Fang Jian, meaning to go over and drag him back. Fang gradually understood and was about to pass by, but Fu Kong turned to look at the two of them, strode over and said, "The young monk is stupid."

Zhang Ping laughed and said, "How can you be stupid if your mind wanders occasionally?" He was comforting the young monk, but the young monk put his hands together and said seriously: "I have been practicing hard these years, whether it is Buddhism, martial arts or magic, and it is always difficult to make any progress. The young monk was wondering if he had reached what you cultivators call a bottleneck and was stuck, unable to move forward." At this point, he turned to look at the low wall, then turned back and continued, "I have thought about it. Many methods and pills have been used, but the result is the same, they all fail. That’s how it is with cultivation. The more I fail to practice, the more I want to practice. I refuse to admit defeat, so I just grit my teeth and persist, but I keep persisting until you get there. When I come back, my cultivation has not changed. I am still at the same state as I was before, and I may even have deteriorated on the path to Buddhism."

After hearing the young monk's tirade, a thought came into Zhang's mind. He must have seen Zhang Tianzhu busy and stimulated him.

The young monk continued to speak: "I have been thinking about the purpose of practicing Buddhism, what the purpose of practicing Buddhism is, what it will be like after I have achieved success, and what the Western Paradise will be like. There is no answer to this kind of question. Everyone has his or her own opinion. I also know that I am a bit extreme and I will never get out if I get in. But this is what I want in my life, so I can’t give up easily. "

Zhang Awei whispered: "No one asked you to give up." Fukong chuckled and said: "Now it's not a matter of giving up or not, but that I was stupid. Master asked me to protect Tian Fang, saying that he was a Buddha to kill. This is the son of Buddha, who came with the Buddha's decree and spread the Buddha's will to the world. In the past, I didn't believe these words. How could there be a Buddhist cultivator who was as willing to kill people as he was? How could there be a Buddhist cultivator who was as lazy as him? Is it because of the heart? How can a Buddhist criticize Buddha and refuse to take refuge? I have always thought like this, and I always thought that I was right. But at this moment, I suddenly realized that I am wrong! It's just practice, and there are all kinds of practice methods. Tian Fang practices in his own way, and he doesn't ask about the results or what the future will be like. He just does everything well in the present, and does what he wants and does according to his wishes. "

"He has been down the mountain for many years and just does good deeds. This is his practice. But he has never thought about practice. He is not for fame or profit. He doesn't even care about the cultivation that is most important to a practitioner. He just wants to be himself. What you think should be done, if there is a Buddha on this planet, then he is the only Buddha!" ​​After the young monk said it, his expression became more solemn, and at the same time he showed some admiration for Zhang Tianfang.

Zhang Awei said softly: "People are different, think differently, and do different things. There is no need to ask yourself on other people's terms." This sentence vaguely meant to excuse himself. He was better than Zhang Tianfang, but he was always better. Never think about being lazy and living a leisurely life. It can be seen that there is something called a gap between everyone compared with others.

Hearing what he said, Bu Kong smiled and said: "Don't comfort me, I know what to do." As he spoke, he walked lightly towards the wall, forcing Zhang Tianfang to help the patients together.

Zhang Ping wanted to persuade him again, but when he saw Bu Kong's firm expression, he just chuckled and said nothing. No matter what, every more good person in the world is a good thing, especially if he is a very powerful good person, there is no need to worry about being framed and assassinated by bad people.

Seeing the young monk walking toward the wall, Fang Jian asked, "Do I have to be like this too?" He was asking if he wanted to be like the young monk and go in to treat people and do good deeds. Zhang Awei shook his head and chuckled and said, "Are you saying that I should do the same?" Fang Jian smiled and said, "Smart, really smart."

Zhang Wen was naturally smart. Hearing this, he smiled softly, let go of his consciousness, and searched for another good person. On this planet, there is another person like Zhang Tianfang who wholeheartedly does good deeds, makes a living by doing good deeds, and does good deeds every day, Xihuang's monk is distracted.

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