Chapter 421: Comfortable

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 "After leaving the scriptures to me, Seng Xingxing left with Jiaocheng. He knew that no Zen practitioner could resist reading the notes summarized by the Buddha's disciples. I did read them."

Jianquan said: "The other-transformation-in-the-world recorded in the book is a mysterious realm that can take on the lives of others through contact.

Not to spy, observe, examine,

Instead, you directly become someone else and experience another kind of life.

I was once a peasant woman. I held my three-year-old son who died of illness, and sat in a dilapidated house crying for two days and two nights. I cried until my tears ran dry, but I still had to pick up the hoe and go to work in the fields.

I was once a poor scholar, impoverished and destitute. On a cold and windy New Year's Eve, I borrowed a pot of wine from a tavern. When I returned home and warmed the wine over a firewood, I recalled the young man Ling Yunzhi and couldn't help but burst into tears.

I was once an old soldier with a lame leg. I cheated and cheated in the military camp. I was afraid of death on the battlefield, but I was willing to jump into the rapids to save a child from my hometown who fell into the water.

I used to be a seemingly solemn and holy priest, who spoke of moral integrity and Haotian teachings, but secretly I was obsessed with a prostitute and became crazy, even jealous and even killed someone.

I walk in the world and pass through people.

Every time I pass by, every time I look back, I can experience a complete life.

Gradually, the former Master Jianquan is like a drop of ink melting into the pool. The poor monk is still a poor monk, and the poor monk is no longer just a poor monk."

Jianquan's eyes were slightly lowered, staring at a small insect that was flying casually without knowing the tense atmosphere of the scene, and said gently: "The Buddha first told about many wonderful methods of transforming into the free world in Sarnath. Since then,

Never mentioned it again in my life.

The owner of the note guessed that the Buddha believed that his incarnation as the God of Freedom could help people realize their lifelong suffering more quickly and embark on the path to comprehend the Four Noble Truths more quickly.

But this method is a shortcut.

Once a monk is not determined enough to maintain himself, he will completely fall into the terrible desire to experience an infinite life, forgetting who he is and forgetting the purpose of pursuing enlightenment.

Not only can it not help all sentient beings to be liberated, but it can also give rise to demonic thoughts, allowing monks to enjoy the desires and pleasures manifested by other heavenly beings just like Mara, the emperor he transformed into the Self-Heaven, and become his puppet.

The Jing Nian Sect, which was inherited by the monk Shi Xing, has been committed to deciphering the Deer Park Notes for hundreds of years from its establishment to its demise, so as to achieve the state of transforming into the free world.

They all failed because their cultivation was not deep enough, their willpower was not strong enough, and their blessings were not thick enough.

This poor monk is probably the second person in the world to have such ability in meditation in a thousand years."

Jianquan's words were still calm, but his tone revealed a firm will as strong as iron.

The soldiers on the wall of the courtyard felt more and more uncomfortable. Some of them lowered their bodies and hid in the shadows on the edge of the wall. They quietly retreated while Monk Jianquan was talking.

Li Ang noticed their movements from the corner of his eye,

Not to mention whether what Jianquan said is true or false (after all, the Deer Park Notes have a history of thousands of years, so it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity),

Just looking at the old monk's tone and expression, it is definitely not a healthy and normal mental state.

"Master, have you ever thought about it?"

Li Ang said in a deep voice, trying to buy time for the Zhenfu soldiers who retreated and went to seek help from the nearby worm, "Even the Buddha decided to destroy, or deliberately ignore, the content of his teachings about his transformation into the free world.

Is it possible that the Buddha felt that no one should learn how to transform into the Self-Contained Heaven?"

"The donor's words are wrong,"

Jianquan smiled and said: "All conditioned laws in the world are caused by various causes and conditions.

The donor came into this world in a daze because of fate.

It is fate that Sang Xingxing received the inheritance of Jing Nian Sect.

It was fate that the poor monk obtained the Notes from Sarnath.

Everything is determined."

"What do you mean?"

Li Ang's heart beat slowly, Jianquan's statement was very strange.

Normally speaking, shouldn't it be "born into the world in a hazy state"?

Why do we use the word "unexplained intrusion"? Could it be that with his ability to transform into the sky, he could see his past and the deepest secrets buried in his heart?

Before he could ask again, Sui Yi on the side took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Master Jianquan, your realm is probably the highest and most profound since the founding of the Zhongtu Zen Sect.

But after you have understood the state of his transformation into the free world, shouldn't you use it to advance to the abyss state above the candle sky and move towards the path that the Buddha once walked?

Why do you still want to stay in the world and play this kind of game with us juniors?"

"The donor's name is Sui Yi, right?"

Jianquan nodded and said: "You have made two mistakes. Linyuan realm and becoming a Buddha may seem the same, but they are actually two different things.

Linyuan means standing above the abyss, overlooking the precarious world, walking cautiously, as if walking on thin ice.

To become a Buddha, although one has the same power as Lin Yuan, but more emphasis is placed on the complete elimination of troubles and evil karma, and escape into the most essential "dependent origin" of all things.

There is only one Buddha, he is the past, present and future."

Jian Quan's tone was full of infinite yearning. He knelt on the ground and bowed devoutly to Haotian.

While he was kneeling down, the soldiers on the courtyard wall silently formed their military formations, preparing talismans, crossbows, and formations.

Jian Quan ignored the shaking figure on the courtyard wall, stood up from the ground, and continued to say to Sui Yi: "Secondly, what happened in Xingzhou recently is not a game.

Gongsun Changyi and Xiong Tuohai were both old friends of mine for many years. Killing them made me deeply sigh as I was still a part of Jianquan."

When you just crushed the hearts of these two people with your bare hands, you didn't realize at all that they were your old friends.

Li Ang silently complained in his heart, and with his fingers behind his back, he made various gestures representing escape towards He Fanshuang.

Jianquan is a world-famous Zen leader. He was a monk at Zhuxiao many years ago.

After such a long period of dedicated practice, I am afraid that his profound skills are far superior to those of Situ Zhi that Li Ang has seen before.

Now Gongsun Changyi and Xiong Tuohai are both dead, and the palace minister who protected Li Leling had already protected Li Leling from Xingzhou on the spiritual motorcycle.

In the whole city, there are only three monks, Sui Yi, Li Ang, and He Fanshuang, who are Zhenfusi soldiers.

If you really want to fight, you won't hit the stone with an egg, but with water.

The most appropriate plan is to run away first and return to the academy to bring in reinforcements.

[Later] [The situation is bad] [We] [Escape] [Disperse]

Li Ang gestured towards He Fanshuang behind his back. There was relevant content taught in the military science class in the Academy, but he was busy preparing lessons for the students of the Imperial Medical Office during that time, so he didn't listen very carefully and only remembered a general outline.

【Your】【Melon】【Big】【I like】【Laugh】

He Fanshuang looked at the various gestures Li Ang made with his finger pen, his stern face full of question marks.


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