"Vajra Protector Sutra: I have heard that the World Honored One once said that if you want to achieve the true fruition of Vajra, you must first pay homage to me, the Buddha, with great awe. Then visualize the Vajra image standing in the divine court to calm the soul. Keep one mind and be impartial.

Lean, not moving, not still, with five hearts pointing toward the sky, and the body being upright. The aura is the Buddha's light, the relics reside under the navel, and the Buddha's light resides in the relics..."

"This is the way to practice!" Liu Yi only took two glances and understood the value of the Vajra Protector Sutra. He couldn't help but feel surprised and happy. He had heard that there are practitioners in the world before, and he had also thought about going there on his own.

Cultivation. But he couldn't even get into the study, let alone the method of practice. But he didn't expect that he would get the method of practice from a book with no hope.

"It's almost dawn. My parents and sister will get up soon. I have to copy the writing on the ground quickly." Liu Yi looked at the sky, but when the sky was bright in the east, he quickly ran back to his house.

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He opened a wooden box and took out a cloth bag from the bottom. The cloth bag was tightly wrapped. After opening it, there was a slightly bald brush, half an ink stick, and a few colorful pictures inside.

Yellowed paper.

This is Liu Yi's treasure. Because his family is too poor, there is no way for him to study, let alone pens, inks, paper and inkstones for studying. These are the things Liu Yi earned with great difficulty. He originally planned to use them later, but in the end

It came in handy today.

There was no inkstone, so Liu Yi found a bowl at home, filled it with water, put a piece of bluestone in it, then put half of the ink stick in it and started grinding it.

The ink strips rubbed against the bluestone, making a rustling sound. Liu Yi's excitement just now slowly calmed down as he rubbed the ink.

The clear water quickly turned into ink. After Liu Yi dipped his brush in ink, he lay on the ground and copied all the contents of the "Vajra Protector Sutra" onto the paper stroke by stroke.

The seven pages were quickly filled up, and Liu Yi stood up with satisfaction and wiped the writing on the ground with his feet. At this time, the sound of his parents getting up could be heard in the house.

After Liu Yi put the copied scriptures back into the house, he returned to the courtyard. He took out a bucket of water from the well, took off his shirt, and began to wash himself.

The coolness of the well water washed away the fatigue of Liu Yi who had not slept all night. He broke off a willow branch again, brushed his teeth, wiped his body clean with the well water, and then put his shirt back on.

As soon as the door rang, a petite figure came out. She was Liu Yi's younger sister in this life, her name was Liu Mei, and she was twelve years old. Like Liu Yi, she was wearing gray cloth, which was already patched with patches, and even

Half of the snow-white skin was exposed on the trouser legs.

"Brother, you haven't slept all night again!" Liu Mei'er yawned and walked to Liu Yi's side, suddenly stopped and shouted softly.

"How did you tell?" Liu Yi said with a smile.

"Your eyes are as red as Mr. Rabbit, of course I can tell." Liu Mei's eyes curved into a crescent moon, and she chuckled.

"Little girl! You are the only smart one!" Liu Yi rubbed Liu Mei's hair lovingly: "Go wash your face and brush your teeth!"

The habits Liu Yi developed in his previous life have also been brought here in this life. Washing your face is a daily necessity for farmers, but brushing your teeth is an extremely new thing for them. When Liu Yi first started brushing his teeth, he was also encountered

The neighbors were sarcastic. But Liu Yi remained the same and forced his sister to be like him.

"I have to work hard to make money and buy some clothes for my sister. When a girl gets older, she can no longer wear her clothes. As an elder brother, I can't just ignore her!" While Liu Mei was washing her face and brushing her teeth, Liu Yi thought to himself.

road.

After dinner, Liu Yi said hello to his parents, picked up the load of firewood, picked up the hatchet and walked towards Yunhou Mountain not far away.

Yunhou Mountain has a radius of a hundred miles and a height of more than a hundred feet. It is the first high mountain outside Baichang City. Liu Yi cuts firewood on this mountain every day, and then carries it to Baichang County to sell.

Liu Yi's firewood collection is different from others. The firewood he cuts is not carried directly into the city, but taken home first. He picks out the branches and wet firewood that are not easy to burn. The firewood that is not easy to burn is burned by himself.

, and the wet firewood will be put in a small shed and wait to dry. In this way, the firewood he sells will be the best firewood.

Although it took a lot of effort to do this, the firewood was extremely easy to sell. Over time, Liu Yidao also developed an excellent reputation and now has regular customers. All the time wasted on choosing firewood was used

Save money by selling firewood.

As for the effort spent on cutting more firewood, Liu Yi didn't take it seriously. He had to burn firewood anyway, and the wet firewood would dry out after being left for a while, and he could still sell it.

Before noon, Liu Yi had already chopped two loads of firewood on Yunhou Mountain. He gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, leveled the load of firewood, sat on it, and took out another load of firewood from his arms.

I took out a wheat cake, went to a nearby stream to get a gourd of water, and started eating slowly.

"Dangdangdang..."

Just when Liu Yi finished eating a wheat cake, several melodious bells reached his ears.

The bell comes from Jinguang Temple, and Liu Yi hears it every day.

Jinguang Temple is located in the south of Yunhou Mountain. Its full name is Imperial Jinguang Temple. It is a temple built under the royal order. The incense is so popular that there are even pilgrims who come from all the way from the capital to burn incense and fulfill their vows.

"You must first pay homage to my Buddha with great awe. Then visualize the Vajra statue standing in the divine court to calm your soul!"

Normally Liu Yi didn't think anything happened when he heard the bell, but it was different today. When the bell rang, the verse from the Vajra Protector Sutra immediately appeared deep in his heart.

"Homage to my Buddha and visualize Vajra!"

Liu Yi had visited many temples before, but only briefly. He could no longer remember the appearance of the Buddha statues he saw, let alone the Vajra statue.

"If you want to draw bamboo first, you must be confident. I don't have bamboo in my heart, but I have bamboo in my eyes!" Liu Yi suddenly had an idea in his mind. He wanted to go to Jinguang Temple to see the Buddha statue and King Kong in his heart. Only in his heart.

In this way, he could practice the Vajra Protector Sutra at night.

After Liu Yi carried firewood and walked two or three miles along the mountain road, he went around to the bluestone road in front of Jinguang Temple.

March is the time when there are the most tourists on Yunhou Mountain. Taking advantage of this good time, there are also an especially large number of pilgrims going to Jinguang Temple.

Liu Yi conveniently placed the load of firewood on the edge of the bluestone road. It wasn't worth much anyway, and he wasn't afraid of stealing it. Moreover, most people might not be able to steal it even if they wanted to.

After that, he walked slowly along the bluestone road towards Jinguang Temple.

When I walked to the temple gate, I saw that the main gate was closed, and the temple doors on both sides were wide open to allow pilgrims to enter and exit. Beside the side door on the right side was a fat monk in gray clothes, and in front of him there was a

Merit box, as well as bundles of incense and candles. Almost every pilgrim who enters the temple will throw some money into the merit box, then take the incense and candle from the monk's hand, and then enter the temple.

"You may have the skills to make a fortune, but it is no different from the temples of later generations!" Seeing this situation, Liu Yi thought to himself and followed the crowd towards the temple.

"Look, this monk looks so strange!"

"Yeah, how could someone look like this?"

When Liu Yi was about to enter the temple, the crowd suddenly became noisy, and the shouts were full of surprise.

Liu Yi looked in the direction and saw a monk in yellow clothes slowly walking out of the temple. He was tall, with a yellow complexion and deep wrinkles, like an old tree bark. What was particularly surprising was that he had given birth to two children.

His white eyebrows were raised slanting upward.

"It's quite strange!" Liu Yi came to the temple to view the Buddha. After just one glance, he ignored it and continued walking into the temple.

Just when he passed by the old monk, the old monk suddenly stopped and said to him: "Little donor, please stay!"

When the old monk didn't speak, his appearance was already extremely terrifying. After he spoke, his voice became hoarse and unpleasant, which made people feel chilly.

"Master, is there something wrong?" Liu Yi never thought that the old monk would call him, so he stopped and asked.

"Lao Na Lingkong saw the benefactor entering the temple to worship the Buddha without bringing any incense or candles. He felt strange, so he asked the benefactor something!" the old monk explained.

"I have met Master Lingkong!" Liu Yi gave a salute and then said: "The kid is too short of money to give. And I think that as long as there is a Buddha in my heart, praying sincerely is more important than offering incense!"

Ling Kong shook his head and walked slowly to the merit box.

The gray-robed monk guarding the merit box saw Ling Kong approaching and stood aside silently, as if he hadn't seen him, but he didn't stop his actions.

Lingkong stretched out two skinny black fingers and picked up three sticks of grass incense from the table: "The incense is for cultivating impermanence and representing the sincerity of the Dharma. It is not offered to the Buddha, but burned for one's own use. Practice diligently.

Precepts, concentration and wisdom, precepts and concentration are the true incense. Because of the precepts, there is concentration, and because of concentration, wisdom is opened! These three incense sticks are given to the little donor. Please also invite the little donor to come in and worship the Buddha!"

"Thank you, Master!" Although Liu Yi was curious as to why Ling Kong gave him the incense, he heard that what he said was reasonable and not pretentious. After giving the gift, he accepted the incense.

Seeing Liu Yi taking the scent of grass, Ling Kong showed a satisfied look on his face, and then walked towards the mountain gate. Unexpectedly, he only took two steps before he started coughing.

"Ahem..."

He coughed extremely violently. At first he could still stand there, but later he couldn't even stand still. His body was bent like a shrimp, and his body was shaking violently.

Liu Yi had never heard of a person coughing so violently. He felt as if there were a few grains of gravel hidden in Lingkong's throat, and his lungs were like a bellows without oil. Every sound made him jump with fear, for fear that the other party would kill him.

Coughing up the whole lungs.

"Grandmaster!"

In gratitude for the scent of grass given to him by Ling Kong, Liu Yi quickly walked to his side and stretched out his hand to gently support him.

As soon as he put his hands together, he immediately felt something strange. Ling Kong's body was as light as a baby. With Liu Yi's current strength, he could lift him with one hand, spin him around twice, and finally throw him into the sky.

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Chapter completed!