What is the most important thing about traveling in the world?
Some people say it's martial arts, but it's not. A chivalrous person uses force to offend taboos. If you rely on your martial arts skills to do whatever you want in the world, you will be criticized no matter how high your martial arts skills are. For example, An Xin, even though he now has the best martial arts in the world, he still hasn't cleared up the people's fear of the title "Evil Young Master".
Some people say it’s loyalty, but it’s not true. When they first entered the world, some of them didn’t have loyalty as their top priority, but within two years, a few of them still remembered the brothers who worked hard together.
The rivers and lakes are still the same rivers and lakes. Different people, different wisdom, and different backgrounds will naturally see different scenery when they enter the rivers and lakes. Therefore, the character of the world is very important. When you first enter the world, even if you are a person with no background and no talent, if you buy a good outfit, you will see much more than those who are not prepared for anything.
"No, your Guanyin Sect has been closed for three hundred years. How did you get this golden silk cassock?"
An Xin looked at the bald young man in front of him and couldn't help but take a few more glances. It wasn't how handsome the young man was, but the cassock he was wearing that made people unable to take their eyes away.
The whole thing is made of ice silkworms, and the skillful craftsmen use gold thread as the first thread. There are square clusters of embroidered seams, and each piece is piled with brocade.
The young monk's back felt cold due to An Xin's gaze. He always felt that the handsome young man in front of him had some unreasonable thoughts about him. But everyone in the world said An An was already married and his sexual orientation should be normal.
Suddenly, the young monk seemed to have thought of something and tightened his cassock:
"The cassock is the treasure of my Guanyin Sect. Now I am walking around the world on behalf of the Guanyin Sect, so I wear it."
"I understand it's like going to eat at someone else's house. No matter how poor you are, you will try your best to wear the best clothes so that others won't look down on you."
Yin Ren on the side quickly interjected.
"Um~ That's about it. But the donor said one thing wrong. Our Guanyin Sect is not poor. On the contrary, we are very rich. I have seen many people and met many people while walking from Nanhai to Xin'an Town. thing.
All I can say is that the world needs Guanyin Sect. "
The young monk spoke very confidently. It seems that the Guanyin Sect would not be able to function in this world without it.
An Xin looked at the confident young monk and realized, where did this kid get his confidence? The Guanyin Sect doesn’t have this ability either. Just when he was about to speak, he heard the young monk continue:
"My Guanyin Sect was trapped by Yin Que three hundred years ago, which resulted in not leaving the world for three hundred years. I thought the world would get better, but who knew it would become so miserable. The people were miserable, and the warriors used force to violate taboos. People. People admire martial arts and literature.”
"What do you mean?"
"We, the Guanyin Sect, have a Buddhist teaching called the Bodhisattva Vehicle, which can save all sentient beings from the sea of suffering."
An Xin was confused by the young man's confidence, and suddenly thought of something:
"Wait a minute. Is the "Bodhisattva Vehicle" you're talking about the one that uses the Six Perfections to cultivate the original mind and the west as the attack method?"
The young monk was stunned for a moment, then blurted out:
"Donor An, have you ever seen the Bodhisattva Vehicle?"
Then he immediately shook his head and said to himself:
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The Bodhisattva Vehicle is the secret method of our Guanyin Sect that has not been taught for three hundred years. No one knows the Bodhisattva Vehicle since I have not left the world for three hundred years.
The master said that even the existing version of the Guanyin Sect was a handwritten version, and the original version had long been destroyed by that thief Yin Que. "
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been practicing the profound Prajnaparamita for a long time..."
Listening to the familiar scriptures narrated by An An, the young monk raised his head and looked at An An in confusion.
An Xin shook his head:
"When I was in Dongdao, I accidentally saw a yellow cloth in the library, and this thing was recorded on it."
"Yellow cloth, is it yellow cloth made of gold wire?"
The young monk was obviously a little excited when he spoke. A less mature possibility quickly crossed his mind.
"Yes, it's made of gold wire. There's also a picture of Guanyin painted in blue on the back."
"Yes, yes, that is a lost rare book of our Guanyin Sect. I thought it would be destroyed by Yin Que, but I didn't expect it to be on your East Island."
After saying that, he saluted An Xin:
"Amitabha, the poor monk Yuan Yi, would like to ask Mr. An to return the "Bodhisattva Vehicle" to my Guanyin Sect for the sake of all people in the world."
An Xin was stunned. This Guanyin Sect was even more shameless than Wudang Temple.
