Discussing Sutras and Buddhism

"Buddhist nuns? Monks? Where did these nuns and monks come from?" Ning Xiaochuan asked in surprise.

"Aren't they right behind us? They've been discussing sutras and the Dao all along the way, annoying me to death!" Little Red pointed behind her.

Ning Xiaochuan immediately walked to the mountain gate and looked down the stone steps. Sure enough, he saw a Buddhist nun and a monk slowly making their way up.

The monk's two large bare feet were exposed, and a huge string of prayer beads hung around his neck. He smiled like Maitreya Buddha, his eyes narrowed into slits, seemingly filled with peach blossoms as he said to the nun, "Though this little master is young, you are so well-versed in Buddhist teachings. Truly rare, truly rare!"

"The Heart Sutra says: 'There is no ignorance, nor cessation of ignorance, up to no aging and death, nor cessation of aging and death. There is no suffering, origin, cessation, or path; no wisdom, and no attainment.' Little master will likely soon attain such a state of mind. This humble monk admires you beyond measure."

"Little master, have you heard of the Buddhist holy land, the Great Sun Tathagata Palace?"

The great monk chattered away without pause, constantly trying to ingratiate himself with the nun.

The nun was very young, tall and slender, with brows fine as willow leaves, eyes like autumn waters, and vermilion lips like red cherries. Although she wore a plain Buddhist robe, her chest was especially full, something even the loose robe could not conceal. Every curve of her body was incomparably perfect.

Though she was merely a nun, she possessed a beauty beyond the mortal world. Every inch of her skin radiated jade-colored fluorescence. She had both sacred purity that could not be profaned and the bewitching charm