Traveling through time as a goblin, just wanting to live a leisurely life

Yigan was very embarrassed.

Before it could say anything, the owner of the grilled fish stall started to bargain with it.

On the surface, the transaction method proposed by the owner of the grilled fish stall is to exchange the dust of heart and a condition of lifetime free meals for Yigan’s ingredients and monopolize its sales channels.

But in fact, no one in the fairy world knows how to cook the ingredients that Yigan brought, so how many people in the mortal world can cook it?

It’s a problem whether we can find the next buyer, so how can we talk about monopoly?

The conditions for the grilled fish stall owner were designed entirely with Yigan in mind.

“I agree. But I’m not sure I’ll ever find ingredients like this again.”

Yigan no longer hesitated and agreed to the boss' request. But Yigan was not sure whether Xinhai would have new seafood. So he did not dare to guarantee it.

"It's okay. As long as you can find another spiritual ingredient within this year, I will give you free meals for the whole year."

The owner of the grilled fish stall said with a smile.

"What a nice guy!"

Igan thought.

This time when he came to the mortal world, he not only found someone who could cook jellyfish. Although he would not be able to use the jellyfish after selling them, at least he solved the problem of food for the next year. Compared with yesterday when he spent a day chanting sutras in the fairyland and was almost forced to sign a magic contract, this can be considered a blessing in disguise.

Igan was in a good mood.

It didn't go anywhere else, but ordered a few more grilled fish to eat its fill, then secretly observed the owner of the grilled fish stall, trying to find out who he was and why he could even cook seafood from the fairyland, but the owner didn't give it any clues.

At 2 a.m., Yi Gan returned to the fairyland with doubts in his heart, still holding the small bottle of heart dust in his hand.

Returning to the edge of the sea, it looked at the hut it had built and the fishing rod on the beach, and found no changes.

After re-baiting the fishing rod, Yigan quickly fell asleep. He knew that if he didn't sleep, Master Zhengguang would come to wake him up for morning lessons.

At 5 a.m., Master Zhengguang appeared on time and dragged the sleepy Yigan back to the temple for morning prayers.

For Yigan, it was another day of waking up by chanting sutras.

Master Zhengguang did not keep Yi Gan for too long today. At about 7 o'clock in the morning, Yi Gan stood outside the temple and watched the morning sun rising from the vast sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

Thanks to the immortals who just entered the immortal world and still missed some mortal affairs. Although the immortal world is without light, shadow, sky and earth, it allows them to materialize the sun and the moon according to their thoughts, and the time is also consistent with that of the mortal world.

"Master Zhengguang, why don't you create another guest room for the temple? I can sleep here directly after I come back every day. You don't have to run to the Heart Sea to find me at 5 o'clock in the morning."

Igan said.

"It's not me who wants to take this path, but you have to take this path."

Master Zhengguang paused for a moment and continued:

"The path of cultivation is not just about chanting Buddha's name, but also about walking and chanting Buddha's name. When the day comes when you don't need me to lead you, and you walk into this small temple by yourself, then this path will be complete."

Master Zhengguang said.

"If I can just live in the temple, I won't even have to walk. I can also sleep a little longer."

Igan didn't understand.

"Haha, the path of cultivation is not forced, nor does it mean that I put you at the end and you stand at the end. Where you start your cultivation is the starting point. So even if you live in a temple, you still have to walk this path."

Master Zhengguang said.

Yigan didn't understand what Master Zhengguang was saying at all. Instead, he looked back at Master Zhengguang's small temple, wondering if Master Zhengguang didn't want to build an extra room for it, so he didn't let it live in.

"Master, why don't you make the temple bigger? Or at least make it more beautiful. Your cultivation is so profound, but you only guard this small temple. It's too shabby and totally inconsistent with your cultivation."

Yigan asked again.

"Haha, the size of the temple has nothing to do with my cultivation. I only need a living room and a Buddhist temple, so the temple I conjured up will only need to be like this. What's the use of a big temple? It's like your heart sea, which is big but has no fish. So why bother turning it into a sea? A pond and a lake, aren't they enough?"

Master Zhengguang said.

"The master changed his way of saying that my heart sea is useless."

Yigan curled his lips and said nothing. He believed what Mo Ling said. Since the first creature had appeared, there would be more and more creatures in the Heart Sea in the future, and the Heart Sea would be useful by then.

Speaking of useful, Yigan suddenly remembered that the owner of a grilled fish stall in the mortal world gave it a small bottle of heart dust.

The boss said that mental dust can amplify the desires in one’s heart and help to train one’s state of mind.

Then this bottle of heart dust should be useful in the fairy world, right?

It has heard Master Zhengguang ask it to train its mind many times. It seems that in the fairyland, if it does not train its mind, its cultivation cannot be improved.

"Master Zhengguang, do you have desires?"

Igan asked.

"If practicing and attaining enlightenment is also a desire, then I have the desire. Other than that, nothing else."

Hearing Master Zhengguang's words, Yigan remembered the word "Versailles" that he had heard in the mortal world.

It suddenly had the desire to cause trouble.

"Master Zhengguang, if I practice more, will I have fewer desires in my heart, and then my strength will increase?"

Igan asked.

"It's not that simple, but you can practice with this purpose in mind first, and then slowly understand the true meaning of practice later."

Master Zhengguang laughed.

"Then I'll chant for a while longer."

After Yigan finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the temple.

Master Zhengguang smiled and shook his head, lamenting that although Yi Gan had come to the fairyland, his thoughts were similar to those of ordinary people.

If you only think about practicing to improve your strength and then prove that your sea of ​​​​mind is valuable, or protect yourself from the harassment of magicians, you are still practicing for desire and have not realized the true meaning of Buddhism.

He slowly walked into the temple, determined to influence Yi Gan with his unremitting practice attitude. As long as practice becomes a habit in his bones, even if he loses worldly desires, Yi Gan will still persist in practice and understand the true meaning of Buddhism.

Little did they know that Yi Gan had already poured a whole bottle of heart dust into the incense burner before Master Zhengguang entered the Buddhist temple.

Knock...knock...knock...

“Amitabha… Amitabha… Amitabha…”

The sounds of wooden fish and chanting Buddha's name rang out again. A goblin and an old monk sat cross-legged on a cushion and chanted Buddha's name with great concentration.

Surrounded by curls of green smoke, it looks solemn and kind.

Suddenly, there was a burst of light...

boom!

A magnificent and majestic temple suddenly appeared, replacing the original dilapidated small Buddhist temple.

In the spacious hall, the white marble floor reflects the reflections of Master Zhengguang and Yigan. The originally small Buddhist altar has become an extra-large platform with a golden Buddha statue sitting on it. It is even bigger than the original small temple!

The table for placing ritual instruments has also become larger, and the wooden fish and large chimes have become larger and more obvious. There is also a bell and a drum on the left and right sides of the main hall, which is grand and solemn.

Full of extravagance.