Chapter 50: The Seven Orifices and the Hundred Bodies Are All Gods
"The appearance of the Nine Dragon Divine Fire, even if the Qingwei Sect does not come in person, it means that the Immortal Sect has arrived, and there is a risk..."
On the road, the young Taoist figure is like electricity, transmitting messages to his junior disciples.
"We should have gone a long time ago! If we had kidnapped others before the prince entered the temple and brought them back to the sect, there would have been so many troubles." The young Taoist followed closely.
The young Taoist was speechless and reminded: "That would be contrary to our tradition."
"Is there any tradition for getting started?" The young Taoist showed a little doubt, "Should I just use a lie?"
"shut up!"
While the two brothers were talking, their steps did not stop at all. In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the stone pavilion where they met Chen Cuo that day. They saw that they would reach the temple directly with another dash.
The young Taoist reached into his arms and was about to take out the greeting card, but his movement suddenly stopped and he stopped moving forward.
The young Taoist beside him also looked normal, looking up at the same time.
A faint purple air was rising from the top of the hill, but it was fleeting.
Immediately, golden light emerged and enveloped the top of the hill.
"How brave!" The young Taoist's expression changed, and then he sneered, "The reason why Guishan Temple is a treasured place is because it is on the Dragon Vein. Now someone is actually plotting the Dragon Vein here? No wonder the emperors of the Southern Dynasties paid attention to it. This is because they want to
Is he changing things under his nose? The current imperial lineage is not directly inherited from the great ancestor, otherwise just this fluctuation will shake the foundation of Guishan Temple!"
The young Taoist was surprised and asked, "Who has such courage and such means?"
"The means are extraordinary, but the main thing is courage. As long as you have the blood of a true dragon... No! The Marquis of Linru County also has the blood of a true dragon!" The young Taoist's expression suddenly changed.
"Amitabha," suddenly, the closed temple door suddenly opened, and Zhike monk Huizhi slowly walked out and said to the two people outside the door, "I have seen two Taoist priests. Please invite me to the throne of our temple."
The young Taoist was stunned and turned to look at his senior brother.
"Excuse me." The young Taoist took the invitation from his arms and flicked it with his fingers, "Taihua Mountain Yunxiao Sect Nan Mingzi, Chui Yunzi, worship the mountain."
"Please follow me, young monk." Huizhi nodded, turned around and led the way.
The young Taoist Nan Mingzi and the young Taoist Chui Yunzi followed closely behind. As soon as they entered, the temple door slammed shut.
"Senior brother..." Chui Yunzi was a little uneasy.
"It doesn't matter." Nan Mingzi looked as usual, flicked his sleeves, and stepped forward, "Guishan Temple is a famous and upright family, there will be nothing disadvantageous to us." At the end, he said seriously, "Don't fall off.
Gain the reputation of the master!"
These words were indeed effective. Chui Yunzi immediately dismissed the worries in his heart, straightened his back and calmed down.
Huizhi was in front, and the two brothers and sisters were behind. They were walking a few feet at a time, very fast, and they were walking along the long path on the side of the main hall, so they quickly passed the halls in the front yard.
When they were halfway through the courtyards, Nan Mingzi flicked his finger, and a pill flew out, fell outside Chen Cuo's courtyard, and immediately burrowed into the soil.
Nan Mingzi didn't stop, just made a gesture with his hands and said: "Yin and Yang turn!"
Immediately, a white spiritual light rose up and enveloped Chen Cuo's courtyard. Then the white light turned to black and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"In this way, it should be able to deceive something."
He breathed a sigh of relief and saw that he had reached the top of the hill.
Ahead, the grand hall was shrouded in a layer of faint golden light.
Huizhi stopped, turned around and said, "You two, please wait a moment. The library hall is shrouded by the temple master's magical power, isolating the inside and outside. We have to wait for a passage to open inside..."
"No need to go to such trouble, I also have a wonderful method in Taihua Mountain!" Nan Mingzi waved his hand, and a bamboo stick flew up.
This bamboo stick looked ordinary, flew out of the air, and penetrated into the golden light silently, then turned and opened a hole.
On the other side of the mouth is the old monk.
He announced the Buddha's name, and then said with a smile: "I have heard the name of Yunxiao Sect's natal magic weapon, which can turn decay into magic. Isn't this the Taoist Master's companion treasure?"
"It has only been practiced for more than ten years, and it is still not a magic weapon." As soon as Nan Mingzi passed through the entrance of the golden light cave, the bamboo stick flew into his sleeve, and he handed it over, "I have seen Guishan."
"The Taoist priest is an honored guest, but there is something going on in the temple, so it is inevitable that the reception will not be well received." The old monk said, folding his hands and apologizing.
Nan Mingzi laughed and said: "I'm not waiting here to be entertained. You are not the only one who knows about the affairs of the monarch, so why not make arrangements first."
The old monk's eyelids twitched, but he was not surprised. He nodded and said: "In that case, the two Taoist priests please follow me."
This time it was the old monk who led the way, and Nan Mingzi walked behind.
They crossed the square in front of the temple and headed straight to the library hall.
As Chui Yunzi walked, he looked around, looking at the magnificent hall. Before he entered, the aura of wealth hit him, making him feel a little suffocated.
"It's so rich, the place is big and spectacular..." Chui Yunzi was muttering, but then he noticed the cold eyes of his senior brother and quickly shut up.
Nan Mingzi withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to touch his eyes, and then looked at the right hall with concentration, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the left hall, his expression changed after a few breaths, and he said: "
Is there true dragon blood in the left hall?"
The old monk had no intention of hiding and replied: "There is a prince."
Nan Mingzi was silent for a moment, and when he walked to the door of the palace, he said: "Guishan Temple is one of the nodes of the Five Elements Dinglong Formation. If someone uses Buddha's light to pry the dragon's veins, the entire Southern Dynasty will be affected. Don't you know how powerful your temple is?"
The old monk smiled bitterly and said, "That is King Ancheng."
Nan Mingzi was stunned and looked puzzled.
"The Taoist monk who came out of the world does not understand the political situation of the Southern Dynasties. In the future, he will understand the difficulties of our temple." After the old monk finished speaking, he walked into the middle hall first.
Nan Mingzi shook his head and followed in.
After entering, the first thing you see is the empty hall.
Green smoke curls up and wraps around everywhere.
Nan Mingzi took a closer look and saw the incense burning in the world, joys and sorrows flashing in the smoke, and quickly averted his eyes.
Chuiyunzi asked doubtfully: "Isn't it a library hall? Why are there no books?"
The old monk smiled and said: "Buddhist scriptures are precious, and they are placed in the back hall, where there are statues of Bodhisattvas. The front hall holds the sorrows and joys of the world, which are books about the human heart. If there is Buddha nature, it will be visible."
"So, this should be the gateway to the Buddhist Kingdom." Nan Mingzi said, looking into the depths.
Chuiyunzi also took a look and saw several figures sitting cross-legged.
Five people in a row were sitting on five futons. Each of the monks in cassocks had different appearances and ages, but all of them were solemn and emitted golden light.
Just looking at the five monks, Chui Yunzi felt at peace.
"This..." Nan Mingzi's eyelids twitched and he felt a great threat from the five people. "Five immortals? Or they are still above this!" He immediately took a deep breath and gathered his mind and consciousness.
The old monk spoke out at this time: "The one sitting in the middle is the master of our temple, and the rest are the masters and Dharma masters of the famous temples around Jiankang City, who are here to preside over the formation!"
"That's it!" Nan Mingzi took a deep breath, "It seems that Guishan Temple is being threatened. Someone must witness it. No wonder even our senior brothers have been invited."
Dang Dang Dang!
As he finished speaking, the bell outside the palace rang.
At noon, to.
The ground suddenly shook, and the source was the two halls on the left and right.
For a moment, the Buddha's light all around flourished, and then it revealed red light and purple energy at the same time!
Buzz!
The golden light on the bodies of the five monks sitting cross-legged shone brightly, and the hall seemed strange. They returned to the empty hall again, but the smoke was scattered and scattered.
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Heaven, the sun is just beginning!
"Noon has arrived!"
Chen Cuo opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. Without any hesitation, he reached out to light the incense, inserted it into the incense burner, and then closed his eyes again.
On the table, meals are placed outside like tributes. Inside is a small incense burner with incense. Behind the burner is a small gourd, with a blank picture scroll under the gourd.
Chen Cuo was sitting on the innermost bed, like a god.
Tributes, incense burners, altars.
"Such decorations are actually rituals. They are used to remind and hint to one's own soul, to help sort out thoughts and concentrate thoughts. In the future, it can be accomplished with just one thought, but I am laying the foundation this time. I should be cautious and not save steps."
As soon as his thoughts changed, he took a deep breath.
The incense smoke was swallowed directly into his belly.
"The first step in visualizing the foundation is to imagine your heart as a temple. The incense comes from the gods and the gods live in the temple. But this is the secret of the Buddhist mind temple method. For example, the temple dragon king is born as a clay sculpture in the temple.
I didn’t deliberately imagine the temple in my heart, for Him, everything just happened naturally.”
After gaining the experience of the Temple Dragon King's inheritance, and using the Heart Temple method as a comparison, Chen Cuo understood that the so-called temple in the heart is just a concept and a name.
"To absorb all the thoughts and refine the incense, the most important thing is to keep your original mind. All the thoughts are messy and can disturb your mind. Therefore, understanding the true self is the foundation. But to truly visualize and establish the spirit, you must also guide all the thoughts to gather and disperse in the mind.
You have to think of a way to remind yourself at all times to avoid being obsessed with your goals and not messing with your will. The main emphasis in the Ruxin Temple method is the thought of being the only one!"
Chen Cuo sat cross-legged on the bed, his thoughts flowing slowly through his mind like water.
"Regarding me as a respecter and others as believers distinguishes the strong from the weak, but in this way, I am also bound by thoughts. If I really set this thought, the road in the future may become narrower and narrower, and my past will also be
Well, the environment in which Chen Fangqing grew up does not resonate with this, and there is no follow-up Buddhist practice method. Here we should learn from the method of Temple Dragon King..."
Thinking of this, he changed his mind and separated out a few strands of memory to outline and interpret the centuries-old light and shadow in the Dragon King Temple.
Slowly, his mind was immersed in it, as if he had transformed into a clay sculpture, sitting on the altar, and would not regret it for a hundred years.
Seated deep in my heart, some regrets from my past life were brought out, and then intense thoughts flooded my mind.
The sixty-four gilded characters trembled, resonating with Chen Cuo’s thoughts!
"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening!"
Suddenly, a dark sky appeared in his heart, with stars twinkling above and clouds lingering below.
There seems to be something brewing under the billowing clouds.
"When will I see all reality?"
The thought sinks, and a little light emerges.
An unyielding thought of seeking came to his mind, wrapping his mind and will.
Chen Cuo pondered his thoughts and opened his eyes. The golden light flashed in his eyes, and his thoughts were like gold. It was about to boil.
The next moment, his figure was visualized in the mind.
"Shape is God, God is form, the human body is one, God cannot be two, and two things cannot be separated from each other, then there is nothing in the seven orifices and hundreds of bodies that is not God!"
As he thought together, infinite golden light rose from the bottom of his heart, shattering his body into pieces!
Suddenly, my thoughts were scattered, like a strong wind, raging in my heart!
