Chapter 35: Intentions are like cranes, peek inside and out
"This set of 'Heart Platform Bodhisattva's method of leaving the body' does not apply to my situation. There is no Bodhisattva in the heart, and there is no lotus platform. Even the ghost face mask has not really taken shape. According to Huizhi, this set of method of leaving the body is.
Extraordinary perfection can only be achieved with the bone relics."
Opening his eyes, Chen Cuo took a long breath.
"Huizhi cultivates the 'two truths of truth and common sense', and what he finds is 'ultimate emptiness', not 'destroying evil and revealing righteousness', which is not very relevant to me. What's more, the method in the temple is probably different from other places. What ordinary people want to
There are many obstacles to its application, so it can only be used as a reference."
Yesterday, Huizhi was here with Chen Cuo. He was discussing the Tao very well. However, after Chen Cuo said a word, the other party suddenly realized that although he did not become a Buddha immediately, he made great progress. After he stabilized his realm, Huizhi
He came back immediately, and then he really told everything he knew.
"Taoist Master Zhou was vague in his words. The Taoist priests he met outside the temple made choices, but Huizhi took the initiative to mention it. Maybe it was the instruction from the temple. Guishan Temple has been quite weird since the first day. It was arrogant at first and respectful at the same time.
The monks in the temple all took the initiative to apologize, but I did not take advantage of them. I donated money for incense and helped to teach the monks. No matter what, they took advantage, so I will use this place as much as possible to achieve my goal!"
At the moment, his goals are clear. One is to avoid evil spirits, which is to avoid disaster, and the other is to find a method, which is to strengthen himself.
"According to what Huizhi said, the visualization method of Guishan Temple has a process. The first visualization is to create something from scratch, establishing the source and foundation. Therefore, it is very important. All the monks in the temple must go to the top of the hill.
Go up to the library hall and look at the inherited portrait of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, then sit down and visualize, mentally sketching a Bodhisattva sitting on the spiritual lotus platform, but the face of the Bodhisattva in your mind should be imagined as your own face, which is the essence of the method.
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He flipped through the scripture at hand and stopped on a page.
"Nagarjuna said: All Buddhas preach the Dharma to all living beings based on two truths: one is conventional truth, and the other is primary truth."
Chen Cuo squinted at this paragraph and finally shook his head.
"Not to mention how profound these words are, the ideas in them are inconsistent with me and cannot be used directly. Moreover, the contemplation method of Guishan Temple requires rituals, tonsure, fasting, chanting Buddha's name, bathing and changing clothes, and entering the top of the mound.
It’s too harsh to observe and meditate on paintings for seven days in the library hall, and I don’t have the conditions to do so, so I can only learn from it.”
After thinking about this, his eyes fell on the box on the bedside again.
"Although Huizhi's method is somewhat unsuitable, some of the techniques it has spread can still be used for reference, such as the method of the Heart Platform Bodhisattva's exit from the body, which allows the visualized Heart Bodhisattva to escape from the Niwan Palace and wander outside the world, but
There are many limitations, and it is fragile and fragile. If it is exposed to the sun or blown by the wind, it may be injured. I just couldn't even complete the first step of sketching the idea. There are many reasons, and the facial makeup in my mind has not been formed. This is one of them..."
Chen Cuo came to the bedside and took out the Mohe from the box.
"However, if my prediction is correct, I was able to control Mo He before, which is an extension of my mind. The principles are similar and can be used as a reference. Let my mind escape from the body and escape into Mo He, and then use this to fly. This is an alternative method. If it can be done, then
It is enough to prove that I have stepped into the extraordinary..."
When he thought about this, Chen Cuo couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
He went through a lot of troubles along the way, but strictly speaking, less than ten days had passed since Taoist Master Zhou arrived.
In ten days, not only will he become famous, but he may also take the first step in seeking the path. If word spreads, it will probably cause a commotion.
"It's a pity that I'm all exploring on my own. I'm not as good as those who are guided by the sect. I have to verify it myself whether it's right or wrong."
With this thought, Chen Cuo held the ink crane in his hands, placed it in front of him, and then closed his eyes again.
With a thought, his whole mind was immersed in it, and he slowly focused on the purple face.
The facial makeup shook, then expanded rapidly, and began to rise with the help of thoughts.
Chen Cuo thought that his meaning would match his facial makeup, and then he took advantage of the wind!
Buzz!
Again, his body trembled, and a wisp of purple smoke rose above his head again.
But this time, he did not use his mind to outline the outline of his face above his head, but directly drifted towards Mo He!
In the next breath, the smoke completely disappeared into Mo He.
Suddenly, the Mohe spirit started to move.
"It's true! This should be like the feeling of a wandering soul out of the body!"
Chen Cuo flew the Mohe in a circle around the house.
Different from the previous times when he controlled Mo He, this time he did not have an extension of his will and perspective. Instead, it seemed that his whole person was integrated into it, but he could still detect the connection with his physical body.
With a thought, Chen Cuo's ink crane fell on the top of the body's head.
A bit of light rose up in the body, wrapped around the ink crane, and blended into it.
Suddenly, a lot of information poured into Chen Cuo's mind.
He suddenly understood.
"So that's it. The state of this wandering soul is different from the physical body. According to the Buddhist scriptures, it is not shackles by the five senses, six thieves and seven emotions. Therefore, there are no many restrictions. It can see but not see, can hear but not the ears, and even can
I can't do it myself."
The next moment, he vibrated his jade wings and soared again. This time he did not hesitate and flew towards the window. But just halfway, there were several dim gleams on the body, which turned into long whips and wrapped around him.
Mo He did not dodge, but was directly entangled by it, and then he felt a bit heavy, as if he was flying with a heavy object on his back.
"This is the cause and effect. I inherited this body and was resurrected, and I also have to bear the cause and effect of this person. Only when it is completed can it be perfect. There is nothing to say. Since I have been resurrected, I have inherited the kindness and righteousness, and I should be rewarded, but...
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Chen Cuo's inner understanding became more and more thorough. He felt that in this state of escaping his will, his mind was clear. It was much clearer than taking the Tongming Pill, and he also gained a lot of information about himself through this.
"The original Chen Fangqing died of heartburn after taking an overdose of Five Stone Powder. Twelve hours after his death, we entered the dormitory. In other words, he was already dead. This is strange. This man has a long history.
Although it is only a few words to leave a name, you should not die right after receiving the title, otherwise it will not make sense. So what should he do if I did not join the house in the first place?"
After thinking for a while, Chen Cuo felt tired, but he had no answer.
"After all, this world is not the original historical time and space, where supernatural powers are manifested and Taoism, Dharma and incense are all available. Perhaps it is different because of this."
Concentrating his thoughts, he calmed down a little bit of the fatigue in his heart.
If he entered the dreamland and then controlled the Mohe from afar, he would not feel much sleepy. But at this time, Chen Cuo had escaped into the Mohe with his mind and directly controlled it. Even without a detailed explanation of the method, he could still imagine that there would be consumption.
"Time is precious. Now that you have understood everything about yourself, you should explore the Buddha's light in this temple. After all, I have been breathing in it for a long time. I have to take a look. Just fly in the courtyard. If there is any hidden danger, then return immediately!"
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Mo He took off, circled around the room, looked for the window, and flew out.
As soon as he stepped out of the window, there was an immediate difference. But when he saw a layer of golden light falling, Chen Cuo felt warm in his heart, which was very different from the alternating feeling of hot and cold in the Hou Mansion.
This warmth has the meaning of persuading people to join in and indulge. Chen Cuo's consciousness wavered for a moment, but then, his heart instinctively flashed past the billowing clouds and black dome stars, and he immediately woke up.
"It is indeed powerful. This is probably the power of Buddha's light. There is a lot of will in it, and it must have gathered the consciousness of many believers."
Perhaps he is in the state of a wandering soul, observing the world without his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but able to see through many secrets.
As he climbed higher, he suddenly saw that several halls seemed to be shrouded in heavy golden light and bursts of glow!
"Sure enough, there is a way!"
With just one glance, Chen Cuo could see some clues and knew that the golden light was probably formed by many thoughts and should not be touched easily.
He made a quick decision, fluttered his wings, and returned to the house.
Who would have thought that Mo He would suddenly lose weight and the world would spin!
Chen Cuo secretly thought something was wrong. When he came to his senses, he was already being held by a hand as white as jade. A gentle face appeared in his field of vision. He was a handsome man with a bald head and proclaimed the name of Buddha.
"I have seen the prince. The poor monk's name is Yuanhui, and he is the master of the temple here." He smiled slightly. "These magic weapons can extract a trace of the prince's spiritual consciousness, just like the eyes are extended. At first, it is light and light, like an arm.
Once it flies out of the window, when the wind blows, there will be coldness, and when the sun shines, it will increase the disaster. If you encounter a poor monk like this, contact with flesh and blood, there is no need to pinch it. Under the clamp of masculine energy and blood, it is difficult to
Could it be that the person who gave it to me didn't give him a warning? You should know..."
Before he finished speaking, the ink crane in his hand suddenly rose up, its wings vibrated, and it returned to the house like an arrow leaving the string!
The monk was stunned for a moment, then pinched his fingers in the air with a look of shock on his face.
"It's not a bit of spiritual knowledge, but a fake mind wandering! It's still the method of the Heart Platform Bodhisattva, and it's mastered in less than a day? And he didn't even enter the library, so he didn't lay the foundation. This is... draw inferences from one example and make it clear on his own.
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As soon as he thought of this, he no longer dared to make excuses, and rushed to the house and said: "Fan Hui, the master of Guishan Temple, has come to pay a visit to the prince!"
