In desperation, Chen Yunsheng decided to stop practicing temporarily and go outside to relax. He pushed open the wooden door, and the sunlight poured into the house like water. He saw that the door of Liu Xiaoshan's room was still closed, and he knew the magic formula that the woman practiced. It was countless times more difficult than my own, so I simply didn’t bother her and walked to the bodhi forest behind the house.
The spiritual threads growing on the bodhi tree have the ability to make people calm. Chen Yunsheng walked dozens of steps into the forest and felt peaceful from inside to outside. At this time, a monk's figure flashed out from behind a big tree. This is Monk Wuming.
"Almsgiver Chen got up early." Wu Ming said calmly.
Chen Yunsheng nodded and said, "Master Wu Ming is polite."
"Don't call me master. This young monk has only been in Buddhism for fifty years. He can't be called a master, and he doesn't want to be a master." Wu Ming said expressionlessly.
"Master Wuming, what are you doing in the Bodhi Forest so early?"
"Morning class. Master asked me to count how many trees there are in the forest."
Chen Yunsheng was shocked. The end of this Bodhi Forest could not be seen from the front and the end could not be seen from the back. It was unknown how many tens of thousands of hectares there were. How could it be made by human power?
"When will you finish counting?"
"When I finish counting the days, it will be the time when I will be transformed into a golden body." Wu Ming said calmly.
"What does shaping a golden body have to do with counting trees?" Chen Yunsheng was surprised.
"For Buddhist disciples, entering enlightenment is a long and arduous process, and everything is uncontrollable. It is far from as simple and clear as counting trees. Even if the bodhi forest in front of you is vast, everything is within your control. Among them, it is far more reliable than the improvement of realm. Binding the realm of cultivation and Shushu together, although both seem unachievable, there is hope after all."
Although Wu Ming's language became less like a monk's, it was easier to understand. Things that seemed absurd, but if you think about it carefully, it actually contained some wisdom. From this, he thought that the dilemma he faced in practicing the Vajra Dharma was only It is as thin as a piece of paper. As long as it is pierced once, it will make rapid progress. However, it may take ten years or even a hundred years to find the correct method.
"Why did you give up revenge back then?" Chen Yunsheng turned to ask other things, so that his thinking would not get into a dead end.
Wuming turned around, silently counted the row of bodhi trees, turned his back to Chen Yunsheng, and said: "I suddenly felt that everything in the world was boring. That bloody throne became no longer attractive. Escape Entering Buddhism is the solution to everything."
Chen Yunsheng noticed that the other party's back was trembling slightly, and he seemed to be emotionally unstable. "Before you entered Buddhism, you were already a Nascent Soul cultivator. Have you really forgotten all the Taoism without form after so many years?"
Wu Ming shook his head expressionlessly and said: "I forgot, of course I forgot. From the day I came into contact with Buddhism, I completely forgot."
"Wouldn't it be a pity? If you give up Daoji midway, will your longevity be affected?"
Wu Ming did not answer Chen Yunsheng's question and walked slowly away. Just when he was about to disappear from Chen Yunsheng's sight, he suddenly turned around and said mysteriously: "Do you feel that there is a piece of paper in front of you? Although it seems very thin, But can’t break through? Some things may be different from another angle.”
When Chen Yunsheng was chewing on the meaning of the other party's words, Wu Ming had already disappeared into the Bodhi Forest. The cold wind blew by, and a few strands of silver fell on Chen Yunsheng's neck. A cold chill made him calmer.
If you can't find the answer yourself, you might as well ask someone. This is the fastest way. The most suitable person now is Monk Tianyuan.
Chen Yunsheng followed the route he came from and walked to the thatched cottage. He met many monks along the way, but no one stopped to ask him where he was going.
The wooden door of the thatched cottage opened automatically, and Chen Yunsheng walked into the house. In the dim light, Monk Tianyuan was sitting on the futon, with his eyes closed, seemingly in meditation. Chen Yunsheng sat quietly on the futon beside him, thinking.
What does Wu Ming mean by what he said?
After an unknown amount of time, Monk Tianyuan finally opened his eyes and asked in a dry voice: "What problem did you encounter?"
"The bottleneck that disciples encounter in the driving method. It seems that it is not easy to use Taoist methods to drive the Vajra Dharma." Chen Yunsheng calls him a disciple because Monk Tianyuan has taught him the Dharma several times and is equivalent to his teacher.
"Wu Ming is right. Things will be different if you look at things from another angle. People who practice Taoism must use Taoism to drive the Dharma. Otherwise, they are no different from Buddhist disciples, and they are still considered monks."
"Practitioners who practice Taoism without form can only use spiritual energy, but spiritual energy seems to have no effect on the physical form." Chen Yunsheng said rather depressed.
Tianyuan pointed to the light coming from the window and said: "What is in this beam of light?"
Chen Yunsheng said in confusion: "This light is transparent, five-color, tasteless, and formless. If there is really anything, it is only light."
The monk shook his head and said: "There are many things contained in light. I happen to have something called a light splitting cone in my hand. Please take a look."
Tianyuan Monk threw a diamond-shaped crystal into the air. The crystal slowly rotated and refracted the white light, forming light spots of different colors on the ground. Only one-tenth of the visible light spots were visible.
In the areas without light, the land changed. Sparse grass blades grew on some lands, and the color of some lands began to turn black and eventually withered. It went through a gradual process from withering to flourishing. Finally, the originally withered land began to wither.
Black flames burned on the ground, and even if the wind blew, it did not affect the burning of the flames at all.
Tian Yuan pointed to a piece of land that was gradually turning black and said: "This beam of light is called the Divine Light of Death. It can destroy everything in the world. However, the amount contained in the light is very small, so the land only turns black."
"What are those black flames?"
Chen Yunsheng is no stranger to the feeling of this kind of thing. Decades ago, on the day Taibai Peak caught fire, he escaped by relying on this kind of flame.
"It is also the fire of karma. The fire that can burn everything."
"Is there any relationship between the divine light of death and the fire of karma?"
"There are just two extremes, one that reaches the extreme of darkness, and one that reaches the extreme of light. Both are things that will destroy the world."
Tianyuan Monk's old voice was like a rusty bell, striking Chen Yunsheng's heart. He really didn't want to associate the black flames that had saved him with destruction.
"Why does grass grow here?"
"The light here is responsible for life and can stimulate the vitality of all things. It is not uncommon for grass to grow."
"If there were more rays of light, wouldn't the world be full of vitality?"
Monk Tianyuan glanced at Chen Yunsheng and said with a smile: "Donor Chen's idea is too naive. Everything in this world has been carefully designed by the Buddha. More will make it more complicated, less will make it simpler. The various components in the light
The same is true for proportions. Even if the proportions change a little, this world will not exist."
"I do not understand."
The monk said calmly: "You and I are destined, so I will let you see where you went wrong."
He made a Buddha seal, and the light coming through the window became brighter and brighter. Finally, Chen Yunsheng had to turn his head and not look. The strong light hit the thousand-edge light splitting cone, and then transmitted to the ground.
The flames in the part that was originally burning became even crazier. In the part that was originally withered, the soil turned as black as coal and melted little by little. In the part with long grass, more grass twisted crazily, and finally opened a huge
Flowers. The flowers are beautiful and unparalleled, but the smell is extremely smelly.
The flowers only lasted for a cup of tea, and then withered. Hanging on the grass stem was a green fruit the size of a fist. As the light increased, the fruit gradually cracked, and snow-white teeth actually grew out of the cracks in the green peel.
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The fruit seemed to be alive, munching other grass stems crazily until there was nothing else on the land. The fruit rotted quickly, and the rancid smell filled the cabin.
A patch of identical flowers quickly bloomed on the mulch, and the same fruits were produced. The difference was that this crop of fruits actually grew in the shape of eyes, with white bloodshot eyes staring at Chen Yunsheng and Tian Yuan.
master.
The fruit began to roll toward the two of them, and the white teeth gnashed loudly.
Chen Yunsheng took a step back, looking at this ferocious thing, and couldn't help but feel sick in his heart. Tianyuan Monk waved his wrist, and the light splitting cone turned at an angle, and the black flame swept across the piece of soil with fruit, and everything turned into
Nothing.
"You understand now. Life and death, beauty and ugliness are intertwined with each other, one ebbs and flows, the other ebbs and flows, in an endless chain. All of these are masterpieces of God. Everything in the world will be destroyed as long as it is just one point away, and the stars will no longer exist.
Shine, the rivers will no longer flow, the mountains will no longer be high, and the world will be lifeless."
Chen Yunsheng listened carefully to the unpleasant voice of Monk Tianyuan, but at this time, the voice was like rain, watering his heart and broadening his mind. A brand new world suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Tianyuan Monk's hand suddenly brushed over Chen Yunsheng's head, making him feel a strong light shining through the heavenly spirit and hitting his sea of consciousness. The red clouds that had been lingering in the sky of the sea of consciousness were swept away, and the sun shined through the bright sky.
Set on land and sea. Even the black river seems to be less turbid.
"Enlightenment!" Chen Yunsheng subconsciously thought of this word, "My bottleneck is how to use spiritual energy to stimulate the Dharma. This has little to do with the amount of spiritual energy, but has a lot to do with the composition of the spiritual energy. Maybe it can inspire the Dharma."
Things are contained in the spiritual essence."
Chen Yunsheng suddenly became cheerful, stood up and hurriedly bowed to Tianyuan, and ran towards his cell, running into the wind along the way, not paying attention to the people coming and going. He was in the same state as the monks he had seen before. But this was the difference.
The second time is just yourself.
After sitting down, Chen Yunsheng fell into deep thought. It is not easy to figure out what Lingyuan is made of. The Taoist way of thinking is not to ask for a complete explanation, but to be more mysterious. When describing the exercises in the book, most of them can omit one word or one word.
Words have gradually developed into a mysterious knowledge over time. Naturally, no one will ask too much about Lingyuan, a power formed by the internalization of spiritual energy.