"Today I will officially teach you the 'Ten Original Dharmas'. You can practice these ten Dharmas in various places in the Secret Treasure Realm, sense the power of the source of the Secret Treasure Realm, and restore the origin to your own body and use it for your own body."
Su Wu sat cross-legged on the hill. After everyone below him calmed down and calmed down from the excitement of receiving the curse seal, he slowly spoke up and taught the people below him about his journey.
Understanding the origin of the Vajrayana realm, and combining this understanding with the various methods he had practiced in the past, he initially created the "Ten Original Methods" that are suitable for Vajrayana practice.
The 'Original Ten Methods' taught by him can collect the original power of the secret realm, gather it in the navel chakra of one's body, and use it for one's own use.
These ten methods are based on the Guangshan Seal, and evolved into the 'Guanghai Seal', 'Chuangdeng Seal', 'Dahua Seal', 'Zhengyuan Seal', 'Guangzhi Seal', 'Guangfa Seal', and 'Bodhicitta Seal'.
The 'Vajra Body Seal' and the 'Awakening Seal' evolved from the intersection of various seals.
The ten seals can absorb the original power of the secret realm from the outside, whether it is the source of the sun side of the secret realm or the source of great transformation, they can absorb it;
Or purify the origin from within, gather it in the umbilical chakra, promote the movement of the umbilical chakra, and open the abdominal viscera chakra;
Or alternate between internal and external, should be the heart of heaven as one's own mind, interoperate with each other, connect with the "intention" of the original self, and condense the Dharma.
The "Original Ten Methods" he evolved are extremely simple. They are just a practice method that initially relies on the original power of the Secret Realm. However, for everyone under the mountain, the "Original Ten Methods" appear unexpectedly.
It's just right. If they practice diligently, they can build a solid foundation according to this method.
Su Wu's words and deeds, combined with various handprints, are imprinted in the hearts of all the disciples present, so that they will never forget the method he is teaching now.
After teaching the method, he also answered various confusions raised by many people.
Later, some basic knowledge was passed on to the disciples.
at this time,
People set up several large pots at the foot of the mountain. Everyone put some dried meat, wild vegetables, and herbs they carried into the pot and cooked several pots of broth. Su Wu also took out a lot of medicinal soup and poured it into the pot.
Share the pot with everyone.
When people were refreshed after eating the broth, he taught them a boxing technique that integrated health preservation, fighting, and military attack.
"This ends today's teaching.
You all disperse and find your own way to survive.
If you can survive in the future, you can find me 'under that hill' and I will teach you the Dharma for the third time." Su Wu stood up from the hill and said to the people at the foot of the hill.
The people at the foot of the hill looked at the figure in white, and on the occasion of parting, they could not help but feel sad.
Many people had red eyes and secretly shed tears.
But the 'Yuan' on the hill would not stop because of their tears or retention. He turned around and walked into the billowing white mist on the hill, where his figure suddenly disappeared.
“We do what we need to do to survive!
I look forward to the next time we can reunite ‘under the hill’ and attend the ‘Sage’s Wedding Banquet’!
Where do you want to go next, do you have any ideas?" Gabu Guangshanzang stood out from the crowd, the lightning-like mark between his eyebrows disappearing and appearing, and the great power floating between heaven and earth gradually began to appear.
Attracted by the 'Da Hua Original Curse Seal' he possessed, people gathered around him. He looked around at the more than a thousand people in the field and raised his voice to ask questions.
As he finished speaking, someone raised his hand and said, "I heard that there is an area between Tang and Mi Zang that is rarely invaded by weapons. I want to take my wife and settle in that area."
"I once heard Lord Geshe say that the ultimate dreamland is hidden in the secret realm.
The famous name is Shambhala.
I want to pursue the traces of Shambhala Kingdom!"
"I'm old and can't go anywhere.
The sage has cleared away the gods and people here, and I want to settle down in this valley."
"I have suffered too much pain, and the pain is more terrible than the torture in hell. When I think that there are many people in this world who are suffering from such pain like me before, it feels like there is a fire in my heart.
burn--
I am willing to rescue those who are like me!"
…
People were talking a lot.
Many of what they said were unrealistic, but compared to their previous reluctance to communicate and their insensitivity, now they finally became more alive, began to have their own joys and sorrows, and had their own hopes and dreams.
In the end, more than a thousand people here dispersed.
Some people followed the first speaker and went to a pure land between Tang and Tubo that was not invaded by weapons.
Some people gathered to trace the traces of 'Shambhala'.
Some people are also determined to save those like them.
The stars are gathering and scattering in all directions.
There are also many people who stayed at the "Wangdui Hill" where the "Sage" gave his second sermon and lived here.
…
"Lord Buddha! Lord Buddha!"
The shouts outside the door came from far to near.
The 'Monk Master of the Secret Zen Temple' - Mahayan, was lying on his back on the couch. He slowly opened his eyes and patted the back of the woman lying on him. The woman was sleepy.
He raised his head and looked at him.
Then the old-looking Mahayan said: "What your husband wishes for will definitely be answered this time.
Soon, you will have Lord Geshe's heir in your belly.
Let's go back."
When the beautiful woman heard what Mahayan said, her face was filled with surprise. She climbed down from the couch, walked to the side naked, and put on her clothes one by one. When the monk who came to inform came here,
When she sat at the door of the Zen room, the beautiful woman had already put on her clothes, covered in silks and satins, and saluted Mahayan who was sitting cross-legged on the couch: "Master, I'm going back now."
"Just go."
The old god Mahayan is in the tunnel.
The beautiful woman turned around, walked to the door, and opened the door.
The sunlight outside the door shone on her cheeks, which became increasingly rosy, making her face look as bright as a peach blossom.
The monk waiting outside the door to deliver the message raised his eyes and looked at the woman. His mind was distracted by the woman's eyebrows for a moment. He stood there blankly until the monk's master's voice came from inside the door: "Only by practicing concentration."
Only when the mind is "fixed" can one's mind be "fixed." Only by fixing one's thoughts and not losing sight of one's own pursuits can one's own vision be fixed and not be confused by external appearances or disturbed by external objects."
The bursts of sermons brought the monk back to his senses.
What the monk master said made him feel extremely ashamed and lowered his head.
But he couldn't help but recall in his heart that when the sunshine met the beautiful woman's face again, the beautiful woman's whole body exuded such breathtaking beauty, like flowers watered by spring rain, which made his mind turn over and over again.
, lingering and forgetting to leave.
"Buddha." Mushroom
The monk walked into the door, knelt down to Mahayan who was sitting on the couch, put his hands together and saluted.
"What happened to you in such a hurry?" Mahayan asked the monk, "Tomorrow I have to give precepts to thirty noble ladies around Luoche. How are the various rituals and secret monasteries prepared?
Tomorrow, when I give precepts to the ladies of the nobility, you will be on guard outside to prevent anyone from approaching."
When the monk heard what the monk master said, he looked embarrassed for a moment.
Mahayan had no expression on his face and said: "If you have something to say, just say it."
"Lord Buddha..." The monk lowered his head and said to Mahayan, "King Zanpu has just issued an order, saying that noble women can postpone the practice of giving precepts.
We don’t need to prepare for this tomorrow..."
"Delay?" Mahayan narrowed his eyes slightly, the light in his eyes flashed for a while, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, "Forget it, it is suspended, I feel more relaxed.
Is this what you want to tell me?"
"That's not all." The monk added, "I have two things to report to the Buddha now.
The first is that the tantric monk who came from Zhu that day has already arrived.
At the invitation of King Zanpu, he is about to give a lecture on the Dharma at the Guangjutai in Luoshi."
Mahayan looked gloomy and said nothing, signaling the monk to continue.
The monk lowered his head and whispered: "The second thing is that the 'hidden hell' that our secret monastery discovered and strictly guarded. The group of demons imprisoned in it broke the balance and escaped from the hell.
Climbed out——" Mushroom
"What?!"
When Mahayan heard that the tantric monks supported by King Zanpu had arrived at Luochang, his expression did not change much.
Now, when I heard that the so-called "Terma Hell" was broken, and the demons crawled out of it, my expression changed drastically - that "Terma Hell" related to the "Terma" of the Secret Treasure Realm, and implicated the Secret Treasure Realm.
'Origin', the demons in it, and the jailers who guard the demons, are all the personified manifestations of the Yin and Yang sides of the terma!
The Secret Zen Temple discovered the crack in the mountain and gleaned a hint of hidden secrets from it, so they sealed the hell tightly.
It's just that the flesh and blood of demons are taken out from it every day for use in the Zen monastery.
They have been carrying out this kind of activity for more than several years and have not been discovered - the Secret Zen Temple has not been able to really find any secrets from the cracks in this treasure - but they don't want to find out what is in that 'terma' now
The group of demons actually crawled out of the hidden treasure!
"Where did those demons go?!"
Mahayan was breathing rapidly and asked the monk sternly.
The monk's head was even lower: "A few days ago, you ordered the entire monastery to change the daily practice of taking devil's blood to practice on every birthday of a god or Buddha, or every fifteen days.
Because of the birthday of the 'Vajra that covers the corpse' in three days, some monks went to the terma hell to convey the decree.
But they have never returned. It has been seven days since they set out.
So the monastery sent people to investigate the situation, and only now did they discover that the Terma Hell was lost.
It's already empty.
The hidden source of power disappeared. Mushroom
There is no way to deduce from this that when those demons left the terma and where they went..."
"It's still my fault, it's still my fault?!"
Mahayan looked ferocious and overturned the low case beside him.
The candlestick on the low table fell on the carpet, the lamp oil poured out, and the firelight lit it up. In an instant, a raging fire broke out in the Buddhist hall!
Mahayan stared at the fire, and suddenly felt waves of chill from the fire - the beating, endless fire seemed to indicate some kind of future!
“Jinglian!
It’s the Jinglian monk from Tianzhu!” Mahayan suddenly said sharply!
(
This chapter has been completed!