Chapter 277 Finishing the Buddha’s Eyes (Part 1)

“Do you want to study?”

“Yes!”

boom! boom!

The majestic flow of information continues to explode in my mind.

If Yang Yiwan became Wang Yangjun, Ge Qing and others, in a very short time, they experienced decades of study and cultivation career.

It took a long time before he merged all the memories.

Yang Yi kept under his feet, and everyone came to the Wangshan Pavilion.

This Wangshan Pavilion is not too small, can easily accommodate twenty people, is specially built to enjoy the scenery, and you can see the surrounding mountain scenery.

“Father!”

Xia Zining saw Xia Yuan and shouted happily.

With a smile on his face, Xia Yuan looked at Xia Zining and then at Yang Yi, quite satisfied.

Finally, his eyes fell on Xia Yu.

The original inadvertent gaze suddenly condensed, and a hint of anger flashed vaguely.

Because he reacted, this is the real body of his eldest daughter Xia Yu.

Xia Zining just felt that this’Xia Yuqing’ Big sis looked somewhat similar to her brother Wang, because she didn’t know that her’Brother Wang’ was originally a female, so she thought about it at all.

But Xia Yu’s true identity, how could Xia Yuan not know.

At first, because of the situation, after Xia Yu was born, he had to conceal his gender and claimed to have given birth to a son.

Later facts also proved that his decision was very correct.

Because he married more than a dozen concubines, he gave birth to two daughters and nothing else.

If this ‘son’ had not been determined early, his huge foundation in Prince Chu’s mansion would be worthless to foreigners in the future.

Xia Yuan was secretly angry, if it weren’t for so many people present, he would be mad now.

Xia Yu was so reckless that she recovered her daughter’s body. What is she going to do?

If you just want to go out and participate in this poem meeting, why bother to change back to your daughter’s body.

Xia Yu didn’t dare to look at Xia Yuan, but she kept watching Xia Yuan’s expression secretly. Seeing that Xia Yuan’s expression was different, she knew that the father had recognized her, and she was still angry.

Because father king told her sternly from a young age that she is a man, not only can’t let outsiders know, even she thinks so.

But how this kind of self-hypnosis can change the gender nature.

She also wanted to wear girl’s clothes, so she sneaked into a secret room with all kinds of clothes in it.

She clenched her teeth secretly, her expression as usual.

No matter how angry the father was, he could only wait until he returned to the Prince of Chu Mansion before talking.

Yang Yichao everyone cupped hands and said: “Student Yang Yi, I have met seniors.”

“Student Zhu Erdan (Zhou Xin, Sun Zhong, Pei Jun), met seniors.”

The four Zhu Erdan also saluted.

Wang Yangjun smiled heartily and said: “Haha, Yang Yi, you are very good. We have seen the previous three-level test, and the poetry is Wushuang. This is an old and worn jade pendant, and I will give it to you now.”

With that said, he took out the jade pendant with him.

“Thank you, Master Wang.”

Yang Yi didn’t decline, but went forward to take it.

This portable jade pendant is a piece of supreme mutton fat white jade, with warm and slippery tentacles, and in it, he also felt a majestic aura of righteousness, faintly.

This is already a Confucian treasure.

The four of Zhu Erdan were a little confused. Although they knew that this portable jade pendant was for Yang Yi, you guys should also ask about it, how could you give it directly.

It’s so ‘all in my eyes’ that the big guys have peeped secretly.

Zhou Xin’s trio were perplexed, and Zhu Erdan slightly understood.

Lu Dage is Hangzhou City God, like a god, and these monks and Taoist priests may also have some peculiar methods.

Abbot Huiming smiled kindly and said: “Donor Yang, Lao Na listened to what the king of Chu said, you are proficient in painting, and you have made a picture of the dawn, right?”

Yang Yi was surprised that his painting had flowed into the palace of Chu.

He nodded and said modestly: “It’s not too proficient, it’s just a little familiar.”

Everyone chuckled.

Abbot Huiming smiled and said: “Our temple asked to paint a picture of the Buddha by Saint Wu Kai. The main body has been completely painted. Only the eyes of the Buddha could not be pointed out. I don’t know if Donor Yang can help to complete the last two. Pen?”

Hiss!

Zhou Xin and others were shocked and a little dumbfounded.

What they heard, the abbot of Lingyin Temple actually asked Yang Yi to complete the unfinished work of painting saints. This is a big joke.

They admit that Yang Yi’s poetry talent is unparalleled in the world, and it is estimated that there is no one who can compare with each other throughout the ages.

But what about painting?

Moreover, this is still the unfinished work of painting Saint Wu Kaizhi, and it is also the most important Buddha’s eye. The abbot of Lingyin Temple asked Yang Yi to continue the painting. Doesn’t it subconsciously think that Yang Yi’s painting method is not under painting Saint Wu Kai!

With so many big bosses present, even if the four of them were puzzled and unbelief, they could only be suppressed in their hearts.

They looked at Yang Yi to see how they answered.



Yang Yi shook his head and smiled slightly: “The abbot’s words are serious. I only know how to paint. How can I compare with the painting saint. He can’t finish the last two strokes. How can Junior.”

Wu Kaizhi couldn’t finish the last two strokes and gave the Buddha the finishing touch. The problem is not that he can’t paint, but because he doesn’t understand the essence of Buddhism thoroughly and can’t hide the charm of Buddha in the two strokes.

What is buddha?

Buddha is a kind of self-realization, and everyone has Buddha nature.

The real Buddha is anyone who sees him as if he sees himself, and can reflect the Buddha nature deep in his heart.

He had secretly studied Wu Kaizhi, and knew that although Wu Kaizhi was also proficient in Buddhism, he could only say that his level was good.

If the Buddha is set as ten points, then Wu Kaizhi’s understanding is at most six points.

Abbot Huiming in front of him almost reached seven points.

He has experienced the world of Huang Feihong, the world of Heavenly Dragon, and the world of this Chinese Ghost Story, absorbed the essence of Buddhism from the three worlds, and his understanding of the Buddha can be said to have reached eight and a half.

If he were to give the Buddha’s eye, naturally it would not be more appropriate.

Because the Buddha he pointed out is the closest to the Buddha.

It’s just that putting on the eyes of the Buddha is not an easy job. He and Abbot Huiming have no relatives, so how could he be willing to bother to help each other.

Wang Yangjun laughed and scolded: “Old monk, you are not sincere. When Brother Wu was invited to paint, you must have paid a lot for Lingyin Temple. Don’t try again, just take out the “Buddha Says the Spiritual Sutra” and read it. Xiaoyou Yang is not interested. If you are not interested, you have to change again.”

Ge Qing also agreed with a smile and said, “Brother Wang is right. We are all waiting to see what a masterpiece the Buddha will look like after finishing his eyes.”

Yang Yi’s heart moved, it seemed that Abbot Huiming’s request was not a whim.

This “Buddha Speaking of the Spirits” is not included in the Cultivation Technique of Abbot Huiming. If it is really a peerless Cultivation Technique, it is not impossible to help.

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