One person: Second-hand summer grass helps me practice

Qin Shiyue didn’t know what Bao Wen was thinking. If he knew, he would probably be shocked.

That is the most upright and incorruptible treasure news.

I was almost led astray by him. It's true that it's hard to learn good things, but it's very easy to learn bad things.

Time flies by.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Bao Wen's physical condition had completely recovered.

Even after this incident, his strength showed signs of a breakthrough.

If he continues like this, within two years, Bao Wen's strength will reach a higher level and he will reach the level of one of the top ten.

Bao Wen was even more diligent in learning Bing Xin Jue. Even though it was only one page long, it was completely engraved in Bao Wen's mind.

Whenever I talk in my sleep, I always recite the Bing Xin Jue.

The effect is naturally significant. Bao Wen, who is usually irritable, has now completely calmed down.

Master Jiekong saw all the changes in Baowen. As a master, he was naturally very happy that his disciple was getting better and better.

However, he did not ask too many questions. He knew very well that the change in his eldest disciple was probably related to his younger disciple.

As for where his little disciple got his skills from, Master Jiekong had no intention of exploring it too much.

After all, it is normal for children to have their own secrets when they grow up, as long as they are not something that endangers themselves.

It must be said that Master Jiekong is definitely an open-minded elder. He never puts on airs of an elder, and Bao Wen and Qin Shiyue always find it particularly easy to get along with him.

After the evening class, Qin Shiyue was planning to walk out of the temple to have a bite to eat and break his vows.

Master Jiekong called him. "Baozheng, come with me to the meditation room. I have something to tell you."

Qin Shiyue nodded when he heard this, and didn't think much about it. It was probably about the two coffin ladles. Anyway, he was not afraid of those two old guys now. He followed Master Jiekong to the Zen room.

As soon as he entered, Qin Shiyue was stunned.

On the table that was originally filled with Buddhist scriptures by Master Jiekong, there was now a cake and several meat dishes around it!

That’s right, it’s meat dishes! And they are all Qin Shiyue’s favorite dishes.

Bao Wen sat at the table with a solemn expression, as if he was watching his heart and eyes, not daring to let his eyes wander even a little.

But only he himself knew what was going on in his heart. Anyway, he had been practicing the Ice Heart Technique since he sat here.

"Today is your twentieth birthday. Happy birthday, Baozheng."

Master Jie Kong pulled Qin Shiyue's sleeve and pressed him down on the seat. He then took out a birthday hat from his bag and put it on Qin Shiyue's shiny bald head.

Qin Shiyue, who was originally a little dazed, finally came back to his senses at this moment. He looked at everything on the table, as well as Master Jiekong, who was smiling but had a pale face.

My heart was immediately moved to pieces.

He himself had forgotten about his birthday. After all, he hadn't celebrated his birthday for twenty years.

There is no such thing as birthday celebrations in temples. Of course, it is not that absolute. For example, when Master Jiekong celebrated his 100th birthday, he simply celebrated it.

Apart from this, no one ever mentioned celebrating any monk’s birthday.

Qin Shiyue knew very well that his master had been a vegetarian for many years. He had not touched meat for many years, so it was definitely not easy for him to prepare this table of dishes. Nausea and vomiting were inevitable.

At noon, he noticed that Master Jiekong ate very little and only drank half a bowl of porridge.

Qin Shiyue originally thought that Master Jiekong just had a poor appetite due to the hot weather, but now seeing this table of dishes, how could he not understand?

Qin Shiyue's nose felt sore and her eyes became a little moist.

"Alright, alright, this is three-clean meat, eat it quickly, I still have something to tell you after you finish eating."

Master Jie Kong patted Qin Shiyue on the shoulder and sat down next to him.

When he heard that it was three-pure meat, Bao Wen reluctantly opened his eyes.

The so-called three pure meats are:

No one saw the killing: Not seeing the process or tragic scene of the animal being killed with one’s own eyes.

Not hearing the killing: Not hearing the sound of the animal being killed with one’s own ears, or hearing from a reliable source that the animal was killed for oneself.

Not killed for oneself: The animal is not killed for self-eating.

The three pure meats exist to allow practitioners to gradually reduce and eventually eliminate their dependence on and desire for meat.

In the past, the three kinds of pure meat were used because monks’ food mainly depended on alms and they had no choice.

To put it bluntly, the three pure meats nowadays are just to give monks who have become monks late in their careers a period of adaptation.

Qin Shiyue didn't hesitate to pick up an elbow and started to chew it. Seeing this, Bao Wen also tentatively picked up a piece of ribs.

When Bao Wen took a bite of the tender stewed spareribs, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Compared to Jie Kong, he had not actually given up the three kinds of pure meat for that long, so he still missed the taste of meat.

The long-lost feeling of happiness came over Bao Wen, and he couldn't help but speed up the process of picking up food.

Master Jiekong looked at his two disciples who were eating and drinking heartily, and a kind smile like an old father appeared on his face.

Qin Shiyue and Bao Wen ate very quickly, and all the food on the table was finished in no time.

Naturally, the cake also went into the stomachs of several people.

"Master, this is the best meal I've had in twenty years! Thank you for celebrating my birthday!"

Qin Shiyue looked at Master Jiekong, her face filled with emotion and gratitude.

"As long as you like it."

Master Jiekong patted Qin Shiyue's bald head, then changed the subject and said, "Baozheng, you have been in the temple for twenty years. It's time to go out for a walk. Go down the mountain tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out.

Qin Shiyue, who was originally still feeling moved, was stunned, and Bao Wen, who was still smiling foolishly, also had a stiff expression.

He looked at his master, his eyes full of disbelief.

Master, are you going to drive my junior brother down the mountain?

No! Master is not that kind of person! Even though Junior Brother has broken so many rules and regulations, Master has never intended to drive Junior Brother down the mountain.

"Master, this joke is not funny."

Looking at Master Jiekong's stern face, his heart gradually felt cold and he couldn't help but clench his fists. The white knuckles were enough to show how uneasy he was at the moment.

He could see that his master had made the decision and really wanted him to go down the mountain.

Could it be that this meal is a farewell dinner?

"Master! You can't chase away my junior brother! Although he is a little lazy and cunning, and doesn't follow the rules, and always makes you angry and plots against you, he is a good junior brother! A good disciple! Can you please not chase him away?"

Bao Wen fell to his knees in front of Master Jie Kong with such force that the bricks under his knees were shattered.

Bao Wen's words made Qin Shiyue's teeth ache.

If Qin Shiyue didn't know who his senior brother was, he would have suspected that this guy was afraid that he would be driven down the mountain.

Master Jiekong's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "You two guys, can you understand what I said? When did I say I wanted to drive Baozheng down the mountain?"

Qin Shiyue and Bao Wen were stunned again after hearing this. What did it mean if they didn't drive Qin Shiyue down the mountain?

"My two silly disciples, your junior brother is still young. The world is so big, it's time for him to go see it. He can't really live a secluded life, right? For him, refining his mind in the mortal world has only benefits, not disadvantages!"

Master Jiekong's eyes shifted from Bao Wen to Qin Shiyue again, and he patted his bald head and said, "I'm just traveling down the mountain. If you want to come back, you can come back anytime. Lingyin Temple will always be your home."

"I was so scared, Master, you should have told me earlier. Really!"

Bao Wen patted his sturdy chest, and a silly smile reappeared on his anxious face.

Master Jiekong didn't say anything, but just rolled his eyes at Baowen.

He really had nothing to say about his silly disciple.

A look of excitement appeared on Qin Shiyue's face, if he hadn't taken into account the identities of Master Jiekong and the monk.

He had long wanted to sneak out and see this world and the characters he had seen on TV.

"Baozheng, when you come down the mountain this time, please help me do something."

"Longhu Mountain is going to hold the Luotian Grand Ceremony. I had no intention of going there. Since you are going down the mountain to gain experience, you can go and watch it on my behalf. It will be quite lively, and you can also have some fun with the young people."

Master Jiekong said this, taking out an exquisite invitation from his monk's robe and handing it to Qin Shiyue.