C51 Cultivation

Yan Hahan was not one of the top students in the elementary school of Da Tea Village. He was a quiet and sensible child from Dai village. He was a descendant of the Dai clan.

Although the Dai village had been severely demonized, he was still a descendant of the Dai clan. He could still find the shadow of a race that had been left behind by a long period of cultural accumulation. In other words, It was very easy to sense the dense ethnic aura on his body. As well as the traces of a traditional culture that was inadvertently revealed. He spoke very poorly in Mandarin, but he could write the standard Dai language. From a young age. His family had subtly instilled the traditional culture of the Dai clan into him. He hoped that in the future, he could use the rich Dai culture to arm himself. He could rely on his own ability to survive.

Today, a family with this Dai culture inheritance. . . There were no more than three households in Da Tea Village. Although Yan Hahan had grown up in a family that regarded the inheritance of the traditional culture as their own, there was nothing he could do about it. He did not have the chance to enter the monastery to cultivate. It would be a pity that such a solemn ceremony could not be carried out on him. This was because the small monastery in Great Tea Village had once been abandoned. It made him want to become a monk but not be able to.

In Yan Han's home, he had always had a strong attachment to the traditional Buddhist culture of Dai Village. It had been like this for generations. If one wanted to trace back to the source, it could be traced back to the era of the village elder's ancestors. Both of their families had been from that long era. They came to this day. The Buddhist culture of Dai was actually the origin of the traditional culture of Dai. In the old days, Dai people learned how to write. Learning etiquette was in the monastery. The glorious culture of the past. Today, it was already desolate. Many small monasteries were already empty.

When Yan Hahan's father returned from the county town, He ran into Tao Huizhen. He told Tao Huizhen that the small monastery in the county town was gradually becoming like a light. The lights went out one by one. Only the biggest monastery in the county town was still holding on. He did not hide his regret for the decline of the monastery. It was as if the "curtain" had come. He expressed to Tao Huizhen that the Yan family had never returned to their traditional culture. The only thing he could do was to do nothing. This feeling was very bad. He said that he hoped that Yan Han would have a chance, just like when he was a child. Cultivating in the monastery for a few more years was the best hope he had for his child's life.

When his father saw that the monastery was disappearing one by one, his greatest wish was seen as an extravagant hope. At that time, Tao Huizhen had a bitter taste in her mouth. She did not express any opinion. At that time, she hadn't had a long conversation with the village elder of the Great Tea Village.

However, after the closing festival last year, the tiny monastery of the Great Tea Village had a few more incense offerings. Every morning, the sound of the bell sounded like the chirping of a hundred spirit birds. It was pleasant to the ear. The smell of burning incense drifted around the monastery. Someone was cleaning the fallen leaves in the monastery.

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He remembered the second day after Tao Huizhen met with the village elder. The village elder's youngest son was now more than half a century old. He decided to go to the small monastery alone to uphold the Buddhist culture. Even if he persisted for one more day, as long as he persisted, the traditional culture of the Dai clan would not fade away. A thousand years of history could not be put to an end.

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After a long time, the small monastery was once again lit with incense offerings. Standing at the door, one could still vaguely experience the glorious period of the small monastery. It was like a city, and the people of the village were woven together. Now, in this small monastery, only the youngest son of the village elder was shaking the bell and sweeping the courtyard.

Even though the small monastery had gained popularity once again, it no longer looked as prosperous as it used to be. Only in the early morning, Qiu He came over to the monastery's entrance and inserted a string of incense sticks into the incense burner to light it up.

In the past, in the Dai people's daily customs, A young boy of appropriate age had to shave to become a monk. He had to cultivate in a small monastery for a few months to a few years. During the process of cultivation, they would listen to the teachings of eminent monks. He buried the roots of his faith in the Southern Heruka in his heart. Learning the Dai language, learning Buddhist scriptures, and understanding of this world. Everything came from here.

The monks from the small monastery left, and the monastery closed its doors. The village elder's youngest son once again lived in the monastery. The monastery's doors opened, and during this period of time, it had been seven years. Apart from the major festivals in Dai Village that required sacrifices, small monasteries were usually abandoned, let alone a boy of appropriate age who came here to cultivate.

However, it could be said that there were no monks who preached scriptures, nor were there any disciples who studied Buddhism. It was empty.

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The village elder's youngest son had been alone for a long time, and the first disciple he had welcomed was Yan Han.

After May, Yan Han's father suddenly told Tao Huizhen about this decision because he saw that the incense offerings in the small monastery had been burning for a long time. As long as someone rang the bell, they would start chanting Buddhist scriptures. He believed that the opportunity to let the child cultivate had arrived.

The Dai culture was born from the Buddhist culture. It had a long history of a thousand years. Although it was only a small monastery, it also meant that the faith of the Great Tea Village had been reborn. This was the final effort of the village elder for the traditional culture. Tao Huizhen thought back to herself. She thought of the bits and pieces of the traditional culture of Dai Village. She talked with the body of the village elder, and her father's pursuit of the traditional culture in front of her. She was reluctant, regretful, and happy. She had no reason to stop her child from cultivating.

She learned from her that the family of Iwahan had a passionate and unyielding heart towards traditional Buddhistic culture. She learned from her that the small monastery had opened its doors once again. She had already expected this day to come. It would not be long. She had heard all the stories regarding the pursuit of traditional culture in the Great Tea Village. It was as if the village elder had talked to her about all the foreshadowing from before. The persistence of Yan Hahan's family and the opening of the small monastery. It was all for the sake of welcoming the arrival of this day.

Tao Huizhen had said that traditional culture and compulsory education did not conflict. She was willing to wait for Iwahan to finish his cultivation and return in the future.

Facing the request of his father, she calmly nodded her head.