Chapter 363 Bodhi Understandings, Acheron and Naihe Bridge

Golden flames danced in the air. Soon, Yuechas figure slowly disappeared. Then, the golden flames died out. Nothing was left. It was as if nothing happened.

The scene was silent. A breeze blew by.

Amitabha.

Every monk did the Namaste gesture and silently chanted Buddhist scriptures. The death of Yuecha did enlighten the Buddhists.

Sigh, lost a friend again. Li Nianfan shook his head. He felt sentimental.

He experienced more things as he approached more cultivators. He learned various lessons in the Immortal Realm. He did hear about these things before but there was a difference when it was a personal experience.

Most of the time, other people had chosen their paths. Even capable friends could not help them out at all.

Cultivators were sometimes fickle. They did act like how Immortals should act.

That was the review of Li Nianfan. In other words, cultivators around him were friendly.

Yuechas death meant that she must be in the Underworld. Ill visit when Im free so I can ensure shell reincarnate nicely, thought Li Nianfan. He could only help her with that.

The Grand Ceremony of Buddhism ended nicely. It was not perfect but it was a nice ending

Yuecha was gone. The Buddha was gone. Buddhism was in a very awkward state. Lots of guests left. The incident would probably be the talk of the town for a long while.

Li Nianfan and the others did not leave.

Buddhism was unstable. So, he stayed to take care of things.

Thankfully, the monks were mentally stable. Nothing bad happened. However, it was dead quiet at the scene and everyone looked kind of lost.

Li Nianfan could not do anything about that. The Buddhists had to make it through that obstacle by themselves.

He stayed for three days before he was ready to leave.

Before he left, he went to the Buddhism backyard. He wanted to chat with Jiechi. The little monk was the only monk he was familiar with at that point.

A sky full of fallen leaves flew into the backyard. He saw a little figure holding a broom from afar. He was leaning on the broom, sleeping from exhaustion.

He was mumbling in his sleep. It was very funny and cute.

Li Nianfan walked closer and heard his mumbles.

Master Yuecha, Senior Jiese, I dont believe that you two are Demons. You two will come back, right?

Ill work hard to sweep the floor and clean up the leaves. Come back once Im done cleaning, alright?

I have new understandings in Buddhism, I dont know who I can talk to about it.

Li Nianfan smiled bitterly. He did not wake him up.

He suffered such pain at such a young age. How terrible.

He shook his head and was ready to leave.

Suddenly, he saw a row of words in the corner of his eye. It was carved into the stone next to the Bodhi Tree.

The body as a Bodhi Tree, the heart as a mirror stand. Frequently wipe it and clean it, dont let it be dusty.

Li Nianfan was amazed. He turned to look at the sleepy little monk in awe. This ishis new understanding of Buddhism from sweeping the floor?

This is legit. Its too bad hes not a straight-A student.

He looked around and picked up a branch. He smirked and wrote another poem next to that poem.

Theres no Bodhi Tree; nor a mirror stand. Since all is void, where can the dust alight?

Little monk, bye.

Li Nianfan spoke softly and then slowly walked out from the backyard.

An hour later.

There was a smack sound. The broom fell to the floor. The little monk also fell on his face with an ouch sound.

Bah!

He spat out the leaves in his mouth and rubbed his bald head. He woke up.

Yikes, how did I fall asleep? I have to quickly sweep the floor so that Master and Senior can come back sooner!

He picked up the broom. Then, he was slightly surprised to see the new writings.

Huh? Who wrote this?

He bent down and read it slowly.

He was awestruck after reading it. His mouth hung open as his mind wandered.

This This This wisdom

He gulped and sat crossed-legged underneath the Bodhi Tree. He kept looking back and forth at the two poems. Wise. So much wiser than mine.

The previous poem highlighted wiping away a stubborn mindset and reflecting internally to constantly be pure. Li Nianfans poem was much better. He expressed it clearly. There was