After reciting the rejuvenation mantra ten times, Fakong dispersed his mudra, opened his eyes, and titheed: "I have seen the princess."
"Thank you, monk." Xu Miaoru said in awe.
Fa Kong smiled.
Xu Miaoru asked what kind of Buddhist mantra this was and why it had such a wonderful effect. Other eminent monks also cast Buddhist mantras for themselves, but it had no effect.
I originally thought it was because I was not pious enough and had insufficient faith in Buddhism, but it turned out to be because the person who cast the spell was different.
"Princess, if there is a cause, there must be an effect. The reason why I came here from the snowy mountains thousands of miles away is because of the Dharma. This is the cause planted by the princess herself. The poor monk is just a coincidence."
"The world is really wonderful..." Xu Miaoru sighed.
If he didn't believe in Buddhism and didn't keep offering incense to Daleiyin Temple to fulfill his vows, how could Yu'er go to Daxue Mountain and get to know the eminent monk in front of him? He had died yesterday and was going to be reincarnated today.
In the dark, there is an invisible thread that connects you to the Dharma. This thread is the Dharma.
"Xiao Tao."
"yes."
The plump and graceful maid twisted her slender waist and walked out of the pavilion. She quickly came out from the waterside pavilion holding a small red sandalwood box and presented it to the stone table.
Xu Miaoru pointed to the red sandalwood box, smiled at Fakong and said, "Monk, this is the relic of a divine monk who returned to enlightenment in ancient times."
Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.
He was very curious about this holy monk and even more curious about his relics.
An ordinary relic cannot be exchanged for the Leiyin Marrow Cleansing Sutra, nor can it be exchanged for the Yuanjue Feitian Sutra.
Xu Miaoru said: "I believe that the great enlightened monk is also very happy to meet you, the sacred monk."
"Princess, I am ashamed to be called a divine monk. I am just a medicine-growing monk at Vajra Temple."
"The holy monk looks at Buddhism, not martial arts, not status. Monk, you are obsessed with appearance."
Fakong smiled and said: "When you are in the secular world, you are in the physical world. How can you not be in the physical world? You should call me a monk."
"Okay, okay." Seeing how self-effacing he was, Xu Miaoru no longer forced herself: "Monk, don't you take a look?"
Fakong gently opened the red sandalwood box.
An amber-like relic is lying quietly on the golden satin, and the golden satin reflects a more aura of wealth.
Dharma and Kong solemnly tithe together.
Then he gently stretched out his right hand and picked up the relic.
No strange feeling.
Xu Miaoru, Chu Yu and the two maids all stared at him curiously, unblinking for fear of missing something.
But everything was ordinary and normal.
Fa Kong put the relic between his eyebrows.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.
My mind was shaken, and a luminous pearl appeared in front of the statue of Medicine Buddha, slowly approaching the red mole on the forehead of Medicine Buddha.
Fakong became a little monk in a trance and lived in a small temple since he was a child.
There are only three monks in the temple. In addition to the master and him, there is also a senior brother.
He is physically strong, while his senior brother is thin and suffers from illness all day long. However, he is devout to Buddhism and insists on attending morning, noon and evening classes, and does not violate his practice.
Later, the master began to teach him Buddhism, preach Buddhist scriptures, and make Buddhist mantras to subdue his mind.
As time passed, Master and Senior Brother passed away one by one.
When the two passed away, their bodies spontaneously ignited without fire and turned into a rainbow light, leaving no relics behind.
He was the only one left in the temple, and he continued to chant sutras all day long. His mood was perfect, and he finally passed away.
But he left a few relics behind.
Time is unknown in the mountains, and all three of them lived to be one hundred and thirty years old.
Fakong woke up leisurely.
He experienced the life of the great monk Da Huanwu. Although it was dull, it was a long enough life.
"Monk?" Xu Miaoru looked at him.
Fakong nodded slowly: "I gained something."
What Monk Dahuanwu practices is Buddhism and does not involve martial arts. There are also many Buddhist mantras. The key is the state of mind.
The Pure Heart Mantra, the Rejuvenation Mantra, and the Great Light Mantra are all practiced by the great monk Da Huanwu. He has practiced them for hundreds of years and has reached a state of mastery and fluency.
In the inner world of Monk Dahuanwu, the three major mantras have reached the point where they shine brightly and affect the self-nature, thus affecting the body.
People nowadays do not have deep faith in Buddhist mantras, so even if they can be used in the inner world, their effect is limited.
This further erodes confidence, further limiting its power.
Forming a vicious cycle.
The Great Return of Enlightenment has firm confidence, so the inner world is brighter and has a greater impact on oneself. As a result, the confidence is firmer and the magical effect is stronger.
This is a virtuous cycle.
There is a vicious cycle and a virtuous cycle between the two, resulting in very different effects.
Let him compare.
Although Monk Da Huanwu's Buddhist mantra has limited effect on outsiders, its effect on oneself is no less effective than the current Buddha mantra of Fa Kong.
This shows the depth of his practice.
The experience of realizing the greatness of Dharma and Emptiness has unknowingly raised the level of the three mantras to a higher level.
"Princess, this string of Buddhist beads is pretty good." Fakong looked at the string of Buddhist beads on Xu Miaoruhao's wrist.
"I also got this from the Great Enlightenment Divine Monk." Xu Miaoru smiled and took off the beads and handed them over: "It is indeed wonderful to calm the mind and calm the energy."
Fa Kong took it with a smile.
The two maids looked at Xu Miaoru and Fakong curiously.
The princess was particularly fond of this monk Fakong, and she even gave him all her belongings.
Chu Yu smiled.
He knew that Fa Kong would never ask for this Buddha bead without any reason, and he was not such a ignorant person.
Fa Kong took the beads and felt a sense of familiarity and intimacy, as if his belongings were finally back in his hands after a long time.
He closed his eyes again, gently moved the beads, and moved his lips.
A total of ten rounds of prayer beads were moved.
After going through these ten rounds, the originally shiny beads became dim and obscure, as if they had changed from agate to wood.
It's all happening before their eyes.
Fakong handed it back to Xu Miaoru.
Xu Miaoru smiled and said, "If you like it, monk, take it and I'll find another bunch."
Fakong shook his head: "The princess is destined to wear it, so she should wear it."
Xu Miaoru took it back.
The tentacles suddenly feel different.
Although the appearance seems to have changed to wood, when you touch it, you can tell that it is still the original agate texture.
What's even more amazing is that with the touch, a wisp of cool breath came in and spread along the arm to the mind in an instant.
Immediately I felt refreshed and my mind became refreshed, as if a faint mist had been dispelled.
Not only does my thinking become clearer, but the world also becomes clearer.
What she saw with her bright eyes became richer in color and richer in detail. The same world was a different world.
She looked at Fakong in surprise: "It's amazing."
"It's just a small skill." Fakong shook his head and said: "In this world, martial arts are still used as convenient methods. These are just small ways."
This comes from the memory of Monk Da Huanwu - the method of blessing things.
He has already blessed this string of beads with the Pure Heart Mantra, and its effect can last for a year.
How wonderful is this?
However, it is also because among the four major mantras he has practiced, the Pure Heart Mantra has the highest level, so it can last for such a long time, and that is why the Pure Heart Mantra was added to this string of beads.
If you apply the rejuvenation spell, it can only last for one month.
"Martial arts is a small way, these are the big roads." Xu Miaoru said: "Can martial arts save my life?"
Fakong smiled and said: "Most of the time, martial arts can save lives. Practicing martial arts cannot extend your life, but it can strengthen your body, make you less sick, and it can also save lives when you are in danger."
Xu Miaoru shook his head: "Why should a monk belittle oneself? Once you practice martial arts, you will often show off your strength and fight ruthlessly, which will lead to disaster. Moreover, practicing martial arts will also shorten your life."
Fakong smiled and said no more.
It seems that Xu Miaoru is also an understanding person.
Practicing martial arts will strengthen your body, but it will indeed shorten your life.
The two continued to talk about Buddhism. Xu Miaoru studied Buddhism very deeply, but there were many confusions.
There are many Buddhist scriptures without guidance from a master, which may seem contradictory and confusing.
Fa Kong has the memory of wisdom, and now he has the memory of monk Da Huan Enlightenment. Coupled with the wonderful understanding of several Xika Beiye Sutras he has read, wisdom suddenly arises.
With a slight flick of his finger, Xu Miaoru felt as if the clouds were clearing, and she suddenly realized that it was better than ten years of reading.
"Monk, do you really want to leave after tomorrow?"
"Princess, please forgive me."
"Okay, I'm almost in good health now. I'll go to Vajra Temple to ask for help."
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The night is like water.
Fa Kong stood quietly in the center of Shuyuyuan, looking up at the sky.
The moon in Jinkyo is no different from that in Daisetsuzan.
A bright moon is shining brightly.
Bright light spreads all over the world.
He was still thinking about the life of monk Da Huanwu, looking at the sky like this every night, his mood was like water.
Are you willing to just live your life quietly and in obscurity, like the grass and trees in the forest and the wild flowers in the mountains?
Monk Da Huanwu often asked this question, but he would soon be suppressed by his faith and regain his composure.
Fakong shook his head.
It's actually quite good to live like this.
Everyone is a passer-by, and passing through this world in a hurry is like a big dream that lasts for more than 30,000 days.
However, as long as nothing happens to me, I am not a passer-by. I can live forever and watch the vicissitudes of the world and the people coming and going.
Thinking of this, his fear disappeared and his mind became as calm as water.
He looked into the void in his mind and saw that the halo of light became clearer.
He never expected that the princess would also provide him with credibility.
More importantly, the princess actually gave herself two points of confidence, which was twice that of Lian Xue.
Could it be that saving lives can make them believe in themselves and provide them with the power of faith?
I'm afraid not.
He had saved Lian Xue's life, he had saved the princess's life, but he had also saved Ning Zhenzhen's life.
Why are only the two of them born with the power of faith?
What's the mystery in this?
How does faith come about?
The more he thought about it, the more he realized it was mysterious and worth exploring.
It's a pity that the words have been sent out, and I will leave after staying for three days, so I can no longer maintain the power of the princess' faith.
It's a pity.
He suddenly felt something and looked at the base of the wall.
The moonlight shines on the wall, but not the shadow under the wall.
Fa Kong's gaze fell somewhere in the shadows.
He saw a middle-aged man standing there quietly, as if he had been standing there all along, but he just didn't notice it.
But Fakong was certain that he had just appeared.
Shadows are like water, and they come silently like hidden shadows.