Chapter 1113 Seventh to last

   After the two sisters visited, another four or five days passed.

   This day, at breakfast, Ye Xiaoye found a small wooden sign with a tether on the side of the dinner plate, and a piece of paper was pressed under the small wooden sign.

   "I tell the disciples of the ninth peak that there will be a senior lecture at the Dharma Transmission Platform tomorrow, and those who are interested in listening to the lecture can come with a wooden sign after the meal."

  After the meal, Ye Xiaoye left the courtyard and went to Tai Cangyue and Ji Feiyan.

   Come and go!

   The courtyards of the two of them are on one side, so Ye Xiaoye is not required to run on both sides.

   After seeing the two of them, he didn't say much. Ye Xiaoye just walked in their yard, and then made an appointment to go to the Dharma Teaching Platform together tomorrow.

The three people know the location of the    Dharma Transmission Platform. Just like the school dormitory, canteen, and classroom, it is an important coordinate point or base that every incoming student will know on the first day.

   The next day, on the way to the teaching platform, after leaving the area where the three of them were located, they ran into other people.

   Some were about the same age as them, and they were all about ten years old, and some were in their twenties, 30s and 40s, and even, occasionally, they met a few old men.

   It was also the three old men of the three-person team walking together, especially one of them was holding a small wooden sign, which made Ye Xiaoye and the three of them couldn't help but exchange glances.

No way?

   These three "seniors" are not seniors but senior brothers?

   After the three old men walked away, Ye Xiaoye asked Ji Feiyan in a low voice, "Sister Guangru, you have the best eyesight, can you see what the three of them are?"

   "Anyway, taller than you!"

  Ji Feiyan seemed to be stressed by Ye Xiaoye, she just gave him a blank look, and then returned to the normal conversation mode: "Yueyue, I'm not sure, what do you think?"

   "Sister Yan, aren't their cultivations similar to ours?" Tai Cangyue said, "I'm not really sure, but maybe the one on the left has the highest cultivation? His cultivation may be higher than mine."

   Only mentioning this one basically means that the other two have a lower cultivation base than her.

   "The one on the right may have a higher cultivation base than me." Ji Feiyan said.

   "Well, according to what you said, the cultivation of the three of them may be higher than mine?" Ye Xiaoye said, "Anyway, I look strong in the middle, and I may not be able to beat him!"

   "Yo, Junior Brother Guangling, aren't you one who can beat ten? Why can't you beat just one now?"

   Needless to say, this must be Ji Feiyan's words.

   Ye Xiaoye didn't fight back at her words, but protested, "Why are you two sisters and sisters, and when you came to me, you were Junior Brother Guangling?"

   "You can be older sister and younger sister too!" Ji Feiyan smiled rarely, "Say, do you want to be older sister or younger sister?"

  I'm going!

   Ye Xiaoye rolled his eyes to the sky.

   Tai Cangyue giggled while not comforting Ye Xiaoye.

   Just like this, laughing and laughing, and making a lot of noise, the general is moving upwards.

   Come here, there are already many people.

   At a glance, you will see dozens of them.

The vast majority of them are boys and girls in their teens, some in their 20s and 30s, some in their 40s and 50s, and the older ones, there are only three in sight, and they met on the road before. of three.

  Ye Xiaoye's small courtyard is at the foot of the mountain, and this is already the mountainside, although it still leans to the foot of the mountain.

   On the mountainside, there is a platform that can loosely accommodate more than a thousand people, which is quite large. There is a high platform on the mountain side of the platform.

   is roughly like a teacher's lectern, only much larger than the lectern.

   All the people who come here are on the platform, and people keep joining.

   Maybe someone came late, but this possibility is not very big, then the more likely is that someone has a long way to go.

   If you look at it this way, Ye Xiaoye and the three of them still have priority in their small courtyards.

   At least relative to the Dharma transmission platform.

   Slowly, fewer and fewer people continued to come, until nearly a cup of tea, no one came.

   At this time, looking around, there were around three or four hundred people on the platform.

   Or two or two, or three to five piles, or seventy or eighty people gathered in groups, but the largest group is probably about ten people, and there is no phenomenon of dozens of people getting together.

   And between each small group, there is very little communication.

  Like now, Ye Xiaoye and the three of them stood together, neither of them went to talk to anyone else, and no one else came to look for them.

  Between each other, it is some visual communication.

   Well, basically smiling and friendly and curious.

   There are also some people with expressionless faces.

  The field was generally quiet, with only occasional voices, unlike those classrooms that turned upside down without the teacher.

   Then, at a certain point in time, "relatively quiet" became "extremely quiet" in a short period of two or three breaths.

   It is a bit exaggerated to say that a needle can be heard falling to the ground, but the coughing sound of anyone here, in this silence, can probably spread throughout the audience.

   And everyone on the stage was no longer distracted by their figures and sight lines, and they were all respectfully and respectfully facing the direction of the high platform.

   On the high platform, just now, there was one more boy.

   Although it looks like a teenager, everyone in the field should know that this one just looks like a teenager.

   "Meet the seniors!"

   is relatively close to the front of the high platform, and many people bowed and worshipped.

   This behavior quickly spread to everyone on the high platform, including Ye Xiaoye and the others, all of them followed suit.

   "Meet the seniors!"

   Then, the field became extremely quiet again.

   "Okay, today's lecture begins." The boy didn't have any nonsense, and immediately started teaching the Fa.

  The boy is standing.

Everyone below    is also standing.

   "The law is born according to the Dao, and the Dao is performed by the law. Without the Dao, the Dao cannot be achieved, and if there is no way, the Dao will not be seen."

   "I, Lingxiao Sect, take purity as the law and purity as the Tao."

   "That's why, purity is Dharma and Tao."

   "That's why, the "Qingjing Sutra" in the introductory chapter of this sect is the entry and the purpose; it is the root and the branches; it is the key and the ordinary."

   "All disciples, recite the Purity chapter together, start!"

   Following the boy's command, three or four hundred voices rang out on the platform.

   No one unified the rhythm, but everyone was fine-tuning their own rhythm, so that, very quickly, all the voices in the field merged into the same rhythm.

   Obviously not a very grand voice, but there is a sense of sound to stop the clouds.

After the    recitation ended, the field instantly returned to extreme silence.

   A kind of solemnity and solemnity, just created from nothing, created out of thin air, entered the consciousness of everyone in the field, and vaguely connected everyone into one.

   At this time, on the high platform, the boy spoke again:

   "What is Ling Xiao?"

   "For example, climbing a mountain, climbing from the foot of a mountain to the top of the mountain step by step, between the pitches, the earth is below, the sky is above, and my generation is in the middle, which is called Lingxiao."

   "That's why, when you enter my Lingxiao Sect, you should have Lingxiao intention."

   "Of course, mountains are high and low, and walking is difficult."

   "A hundred feet is a mountain, a hundred feet is a mountain, and even a thousand feet is a mountain."

   "The visible is a mountain, and the invisible is also a mountain."

   "The road to the tangible mountain is called the stairs; the road to the invisible mountain is called the Famen."

   "There is no ladder in the world, and people open it up; the world also has no doors, it is people who open it up."

   "How to open the stairs?"

   "By the mountain."

   "How to develop the Dharma door?"

   "The way of fate."

   "Today, I will take the Purity chapter as the way, and try to open various methods for you and others."

  The boy said this, but everyone in the field felt as if they were on the ice, and their bodies were constantly changing positions on the ice as if being blown by the breeze.

   The next moment, everyone was stunned to find that they were all broken up from the original aggregation, and they were all neatly spaced at the same distance, standing as one of the rows and columns.

   Then, the ground beneath everyone's feet rose slowly, and then condensed into a small round platform about knee-high.

   Everyone became standing on this small round platform about three feet wide.

  Ye Xiaoye looked down, and on the pedestal stone under his feet, between his feet, there was a concave number surrounded by a small circle.

   "Three hundred and eighty-three".

   He looked to the left, "three hundred and eighty-two", and to the right, "three hundred and eighty-one".

   Looking ahead, "Three Hundred and Thirty Three".

  Looking from the back, uh...

   There is no back, they are the last row.

   This is the ranking of their cultivation bases in the field?

   Most likely.

   Judging from the current results, it is not very optimistic.

   In a trance, a scene like this is presented:

   "The exam results came out today, I'm the last one, how about you?"

   "I'm better than you, second to last."

  …

   If this number is really the cultivation level of everyone in the field, then Ye Xiaoye is not the last one.

   is not second to last either.

   Better than that!

   He is the last one…

seven?

   Well, it should be seven.

   is really enough ( ).

   (end of this chapter)