Chapter 28: Breathing and Visualizing the Golden Body Singing
As soon as the facial makeup became clear in his mind, Chen Cuo was stunned at first, and then calmed down.
"What's so scary? The worst case scenario is just to attract the evil ghost. But I'm in a temple, and if the evil ghost comes, and there is a giant Buddha to suppress it, I'm afraid he won't come!"
As soon as he thought about it, instead of stopping the thoughts in his mind, he recalled the facial makeup more carefully, for fear that if he was not careful, he would not attract evil spirits.
But Chen Cuo did not have a detailed method of cultivating incense. The so-called visualization at the moment was more like sketching it in his mind. The main method was to breathe in and out.
As the long and short breaths passed between Chen Cuo's mouth and nose, his expression gradually became peaceful, and his whole person became quiet.
Chen Cuo has completed this breathing method for 108 rounds. After completing the exercise, his body can be said to be as light as a swallow and his mind is as pure as a bird.
This time, he was recalling the rhythm of his breathing, controlling his breathing, and trying to sketch the grimace in his mind. It could be said that he was doing three things at once. He was still unfamiliar at first, and even almost lost his rhythm due to distraction, but he calmed down with his breathing. It actually feels like it's getting better.
One hundred and eight rounds of breathing are divided into thirty-six condensing wheels and seventy-two loosening wheels.
As time passed, he gradually approached the number thirty-six. The cold sweat on his body had disappeared, and the pressure was gone. His whole body and limbs became comfortable, so he was immersed in it, forgetting both things and myself.
In a hazy state, half asleep and half awake, a white expanse loomed before my eyes.
The bruised and purple face outlined in my heart became increasingly clear, shrinking and swelling with the rhythm of my breathing.
Slowly, bursts of golden light appeared around Chen Cuo. As he breathed, it converged towards his mouth and nose. Wisps, like hairs, entered inside and appeared around his face...
Outside the house, there was still some noise.
Zhike Monk was already feeling guilty, and it would be hard for him to look down upon being blocked by Chen Hai. In the end, he had no choice but to clasp his hands and leave, saying that he would ask questions again when the prince wakes up.
As soon as the man left, Chen Hai said bitterly: "This Guishan Temple is respectful in front of the back and looks down on the prince. Maybe he doesn't know that the prince is now famous in Jiankang, so it's fine not to arrange for him to go to the court, but he actually allows the prince and the emperor to go to the court. Ordinary people live together in the lower courtyard!" After saying this, he became even more indignant.
Ma Wu also said: "Isn't that right? The two scholars just talked with the master and were very respectful. If they finally found out that the master was not treated politely and instead reprimanded him to live next to them, that would be too much. It’s unreasonable!”
When Chen Hai heard this, he became even more angry and said, "Those scholars from other places are more sensible than the monks from Guishan Temple!"
In the empty main hall, the Buddha statue sits on a lotus platform.
In front of the Buddha statue, the old monk was lowering his head and meditating silently.
Rounds of golden halos emerged behind his head, reflecting each other.
Suddenly, the old monk's closed eyes opened, and the halo behind his head dimmed. He suddenly turned around, his eyes showing surprise.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The golden body of the Buddha statue trembled faintly and made a little cry.
"This is……"
The old monk's expression became solemn, and then he stood up suddenly. He looked at the Buddha statue carefully and noticed that a thin layer of golden light appeared on it, and that light seemed to be pulled by some force and converged towards the front yard. past!
"Buddha's light appears..."
He looked in the direction of the golden light, and then his eyes widened suddenly.
The high walls and houses could not block the old monk's eyes. His eyes swept across the entire temple, and he noticed that in each of the main halls, whether it was the golden body of the Buddha, the clay sculpture of the Vajra Protector, or the god of the Bodhisattva The altar is trembling slightly!
A faint golden light emerged on these golden statues, and then converged in one direction.
"The golden bodies roar together!"
The old monk took a deep breath, feeling deeply shocked in his heart.
"Has the Buddha reincarnated?"
His heart suddenly tightened, but then he shook his head.
"No, that's not right. If the Buddha is reincarnated, it shouldn't be like this. Only a layer of Buddha's light emerges. Instead, it should be the Buddha's light that has been accumulated in Guishan Temple for decades. All of it is boiling with resonance and then converges towards the living Buddha.
! But even if it is like this, the one who can leverage the light of the golden Buddha must at least be a powerful person from the outside world! But now, it is difficult to come down from the outside world, so it can only be the reincarnation of this level!"
Reincarnated true immortal!
As soon as this thought emerged from the bottom of his heart, and recalling a similar scene not long ago, the old monk couldn't calm down anymore, so he took steps and walked in a hurry.
In the various halls, the golden clay sculptures were trembling, but they were still weak. The people who came to worship Buddha and burn incense did not notice it. Even if they found something strange, they thought it was their own illusion.
However, ordinary pilgrims may not see the magic, but there are some who can see the clues——
In the corner outside the temple, there is a little white pig, hiding in the shadow of the farmland, looking at the temple in the distance, smacking its mouth and salivating.
On its head, the little green turtle was chirping "chirp".
"Hmph! I know the rules. This temple is the bald man's territory. I won't steal its incense. I came here to follow the smell of the ownerless incense. I missed it before, so I won't miss it this time...
…”
While the little white pig was talking, his eyes suddenly widened and he was immediately startled when he saw many golden shadows appearing in the temple!
"Gods are coming? My dear, in this monk's temple, some great god must be coming! No, hum! We have to take action quickly, otherwise the ownerless incense may be snatched away!"
Having said that, it’s ready to go!
On a tree not far from here, there are two figures standing, looking at the temple from a distance.
They were two Taoist priests, one tall and one short. They were the two people who had spoken to Chen Cuo outside the temple.
After these two people separated from Chen Cuo, they did not go far away, but directly hid here and observed carefully.
Before the vision in the temple, the two brothers were still having a conversation, and their words revealed a bit of uncertainty.
"It would be fine if the Marquis of Linru County is really the reincarnation of a true immortal. If not, senior brother, wouldn't you have violated a taboo by revealing the incense method?" The young Taoist looked worried.
The young Taoist sneered: "How about breaking a taboo? Our Taihua Mountain lineage was originally orthodox, but after several disasters, no one cared about it. Now there are only a few people in it? How can we know the reincarnation of the true immortal if we don't rely on the shadow of our ancestors?
News? This is also an opportunity for our Yunxiao Sect to revive, so how can we worry so much!"
"But..." the young Taoist shook his head, "The reincarnated true immortal should be a cultivator of the true Taoism, but you revealed the method of the incense Taoism. If a true immortal is reincarnated, he must be extremely talented. If you draw inferences from one example, if you really understand the incense method, wouldn't it?
Going astray? This..."
"Pedantry!" The young Taoist said with a disapproving expression, "Our Taihua Mountain is also an orthodox inheritance with historical deposits. You have heard the deeds of several ancestors from the three ancient generations. You should know that the Tao of Cultivation was born out of the Yuanshi Tao. Strictly speaking,
, Qi cultivators of the original way are the right path, how come they are all practicing the way of cultivation now? So, don’t take these things too seriously, cultivation matters are up to people’s opinions!”
Before the young Taoist could say anything more, the young Taoist waved his hand: "Compared with other immortal sects, what advantages does our Taihua Mountain Yunxiao Sect have? The Marquis of Linru County has not been recognized as a reincarnated immortal. What are we doing here? Why?
It’s not a chance! Otherwise, if several people are here together, if it were you, would you choose our mountain gate? As a brother, I was tricked into entering the mountain gate by my master back then!"
"I've heard of it, it's a few strings..." the young Taoist was about to say.
"Shut up!" The young Taoist's face turned dark and he scolded him. He was about to speak again, but his expression suddenly changed, and then he and the young Taoist turned their heads together.
In their pupils, waves of golden shadows appeared, and the golden glow reflected each other!
The young Taoist exclaimed in surprise and said, "Buddha's light shines everywhere! This is similar to the scene that day. That monarch is really the reincarnation of a true immortal!" After saying this, he was already impatient, and all the previous worries were forgotten.
The young Taoist priest took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and stopped his junior brother.
"Now that we have passed, are we going to challenge Guishan Temple, or are we going to make this matter known to the world?"
As soon as these words came out, the young Taoist became more awake and knew that he would still lurk, but he couldn't help but feel unwilling to do so.
The two brothers and sisters stared at the continuous temple with concentration.
Suddenly, I saw a little white pig rushing out of the farmland and heading straight for the temple like an arrow. But just halfway, it was spotted by a farmer holding a sickle. Then he shouted a greeting and several people responded.
, went around and caught the little pig.
The little pig squirmed and struggled, but was eventually dragged away.
"..."
The young Taoist shook his head and said with emotion: "As expected of the Buddha's light, even this ordinary animal has been saved and converted from dementia!"
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In the side room, Chen Cuo looked as usual, unaware of the changes in the outside world, and had already breathed in thirty-six rounds, the number of the Condensation Wheel.
outside world.
The golden bodies of Buddha statues in many halls were shaking more and more obviously. The lamps and candles on the tribute platforms swayed and then partially fell over. Even the fruits and melons in tribute fell down!
Finally, a pilgrim visiting Buddha discovered something strange!