"Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly! Did Wu Ming of China become me in the Earth China in his dream, or did I become Wu Ming of China in my dream?"
In front of Siguoya Cave, Wu Ming was caught in a battle between heaven and man. Peak 23S.
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Originally, with his strong will, he would never lose his mind so easily!
In fact, Shenxiu's extraordinary wisdom, from his behavior of looking into the mirror, showed that he had the intention to ask himself, and then he threw away Zhuang Zhou's dream!
In addition, the distractions caused by the monks chanting sutras, and the forced writing of the Diamond Sutra consumes too much mental energy. The residual thoughts are like springs that are pressed to the bottom, and the rebound is the most violent!
Not even the magical power of Shen Qing Ming from the Yi Qiao Ancestral Court can suppress the deep-rooted remnants of his predecessor deep in his mind!
The disadvantages of the fusion of the two are undoubtedly revealed!
Although Wu Ming's soul is unusually powerful, it is also due to the different memories of the two souls. Even though they seem to be perfectly integrated, they have different ideas in the past and present life, creating conflicts in their ideas.
If not for his strong will, Wu Ming of China had always been dominant in his previous life, and Wu Ming of China was extremely weak when he died and would have suffered from schizophrenia long ago!
"It turns out that the obsession in your heart is so deep. What are you thinking about?"
Watching Wu Ming's expression change, sometimes ferocious, sometimes entangled, sometimes confused, with a look of inquiry in his beautiful eyes.
Of course he didn't expect that Wu Ming's body was a soul from the earth!
After all, this is so unbelievable and sensational that even if it were said, it would probably be treated as a joke!
Moreover, there is no intention to wake up Wu Ming.
Since Wu Ming makes a move and the cause and effect cycle, he will naturally take the move, and 'Zhuang Zhou Mengdie' is his introduction!
With his wisdom, when Wu Ming took out the mirror and asked questions, he guessed countless possibilities, and this was the most consistent.
In the mirror, in the dream, when the fake becomes the real, the real is also fake, different paths lead to the same destination!
Since Wu Ming doesn't care about the cause and effect of his desires, he can only resort to tricks!
However, what he didn't know was that when he experienced physical and mental obstacles, he gave up the obsession that seemed to be the inner demon.
This time, it’s no exception!
Even the kitten noticed that Wu Ming's mind was in chaos, but he didn't show the slightest worry. He just raised his head and continued to sleep on the luggage.
For Wu Ming, to put it bluntly, it is just two thoughts competing for dominance over a body!
When he saw his predecessor Wu Ming Can Nian with a green face in the depths of his mind, looking like a ghost threatening his life, he rushed forward without saying a word.
"Jiejie, you are dead, this body is mine!"
Can Nian Wu Ming was extremely arrogant, and his shadow was several times larger than when he was mentally disturbed before. It seemed like a demonic shadow covering the sky, and he casually swatted at Wu Ming like a fly.
But what makes him horrified is that no matter how powerful his method is, it is as if he is strong on the outside but strong on the inside. Before he can touch the body transformed by Wu Ming's thoughts, he is illuminated by a burst of golden light and shadow that is lingering with purple, and disappears without a trace!
"You...how do you have the power of mindfulness of sentient beings and the incarnation of the Buddha's mind? You can't be the reincarnation of the Buddha, otherwise I would definitely be able to tell!"
Wu Ming's thoughts were horrified and he retreated repeatedly.
It was a pity that Wu Ming, who was occupying the home court, would not allow him to escape. He immediately grabbed him and beat him violently.
"Just wait, I will come back, I want this body!"
The regrets of finding that there was no way to save the day disappeared after a burst of miserable howls and screams!
"It's strange. I have never heard that a warrior can have independent consciousness due to his distracting thoughts!"
Staring at the place where the residual thoughts disappeared, Wu Ming thought deeply for a long time.
It’s a long story, but in fact, the outside world only lasts a blink of an eye.
"Little monk, good method, continue!"
Just when Shenxiu was wondering how long it would take for Wu Ming to wake up, his eyes suddenly returned to clarity.
To him, it was just a smelly sweat and a sense of refreshment.
With a clear mind, he also understood that this was Shenxiu's move, and his move was aimed directly at the vital point, so sharp and terrifying!
Even so, he has no intention of giving up. It is his life creed to face difficulties and never give up halfway!
"Donor Wu, I admit that I did underestimate you!"
Shenxiu's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
"Ha ha!"
The two looked at each other and laughed, feeling like they had met their opponents in chess!
"Since Donor Wu wants to resolve his obsession and explore the truth and falsehood, he might as well go to Zhongtang when he has time. I believe there may be answers there!"
Shenxiu dipped his hands in tea and wrote a line of words on the stone surface.
"Mid-Tang Dynasty, Wei Family, Great Dream Dragon Slaying Technique! Why don't you dare to declare it to your mouth? Is it because you are afraid?"
Wu Ming looked deeply at the show, read it word by word, and asked.
"The young monk is really scared and doesn't want to be beheaded in his dream!"
Shenxiu said calmly.
"Haha, but when you write this line, no matter what happens to me in the future, I will eventually be contaminated by cause and effect!"
Wu Mingpi said with a smile.
"That's the monk's problem!"
Shenxiu said meaningfully.
"In that case, thank you for telling me, I believe we won't see each other again in a short time!
Wu Ming was silent for a while, stood up, looked deeply at Xiu Xiu, and left.
No matter what the profound purpose of Shenxiu's words was, now that he knew it, he would definitely be on guard and find out what was going on.
As for when, it’s up to you!
"Wu Ming, Wu Ming, you are so obsessed with destroying my Buddha's heart. The young monk can only treat others in his own way.
Caught in a dispute between the Holy Way and a trapped dragon, if we really want to explore the 'Dream Dream of Zhuang Zhou', I'm afraid I have to taste the taste of this dream dragon-slaying technique first!"
Looking at Wu Ming's thin back as he walked away, Shenxiu's eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, seeming to be regretful, sighing, and determined!
And he also didn't see the complicated look in Wu Ming's eyes when he was coming down the mountain.
"There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Shenxiu is a Shenxiu. The competition between you and Huineng has already begun. I want to see if you can withstand the temptation and eventually become a true Buddha! Unfortunately, after this game, you and I can't be friends in the end.
I regret this, but I have no regrets in my heart!"
Wu Ming glanced halfway up the mountain and left without looking back.
Hui Neng was with me when I came here, but now I am alone, as if something is destined to happen!
…
"Brother!"
After thinking about it at the bottom of the cliff, beside an inconspicuous thatched house, monks as old as young and as middle-aged stood outside the door.
"Cause and effect have been solved, what else can happen?"
The blind monk's hoarse voice came.
"Shenxiu and Huineng..."
A hint of complexity appeared on the face of the monk Furui Mubo, and he finished what happened halfway up the mountain without any whitewashing.
"Bodhi has no tree...the body is a bodhi tree..."
The blind monk murmured several times and was silent for a long time.
The monk stood quietly without any sign of impatience.
"Huineng wants to win, so he should be kicked out of the temple!"
After a long time, the blind monk's tired voice came from the room.
"Kicked out of the temple? But isn't he a disciple of senior brother?"
The monk was stunned.
If someone saw this holy Buddha being so ungrateful, I don't know how many people's jaws would be shocked.
"Huineng and I have a predestined relationship. When I allowed him to study sutras with me, it was because he had a lot of wisdom and he had no intention of becoming a disciple.
You already know this, why bother asking me?"
The blind monk seemed a little impatient.
"Senior brother, I want to know, what do you think of Wu Ming?"
The monk was silent for a while and said.
"What? You want to expel me from the temple too?"
The blind monk said bluntly.
"I don't dare! It's just that my senior brother wants to recite sutras even if he doesn't hesitate to use his skills to induce the monks to recite sutras and gather the power of faith to cleanse his muscles and marrow.
Afterwards, not only did they not take back the Buddhist flowers, but they also released the Buddhist prohibitions in the Diamond Sutra. Junior brother, I really can’t figure it out!
After all, this flower was originally obtained by Hui Nan, and since it was passed down to this son, he may not have the intention of sending it back."
The monk said quickly.
"Is the Udumbara flower yours or the Shaolin Temple's?"
The blind monk asked instead without answering.
"Buddha flowers are the most precious treasure of Buddhism and naturally belong to the entire Buddha..."
The monk answered subconsciously, but when the words reached his lips, he could no longer continue.
If you say it out loud, it will naturally go against the holy way and indirectly trigger greed!
"One of my three disciples abandoned his cultivation, one imprisoned himself in a heavenly prison, and one rebelled against the family, just because of a Buddha flower, and because of my poor teaching and failure to fulfill my responsibility as a teacher. Now that my merit has been broken,
Time is running out and I don’t want to mislead anyone anymore!”
The blind monk said in a somewhat sad voice.
"Brother, don't blame yourself, it's just fate that plays tricks on people! My Buddha is merciful, Amitabha!"
There was sadness in the monk's eyes, and he tried to persuade him.
"Good fortune plays tricks on people? Haha, are you sure it's good fortune that plays tricks on people, or is it the result of the dispute between you and the Holy Way?"
The blind monk sneered.
"Senior brother, you know that I..."
The monk took a deep breath and suppressed the sadness in his heart with his strong cultivation.
"Well, I know that I had no control over it back then, and there is no room for any selfishness in the fight for the holy way!
But now as a holy monk protecting the Dharma, you should uphold selflessness and never act based on your own likes and dislikes."
The blind monk said indifferently.
"Senior brother, I naturally obey all orders, but Huineng and Shenxiu are already at odds with each other. I'm afraid..."
There was sadness in the monk's eyes, and worry in his words.
"You should ask yourself about his affairs! As for Wu Ming, after all, he is the karma owed by you and me, and I have repaid my karma."
The blind monk was silent for a while, then said with a rare hint of melancholy.
"Senior brother, don't worry, our Buddhist sect is meant to open the door to convenience and create many good relationships.
The cause and effect of the meeting with Guan Tide's benefactor must ultimately be attributed to this son.
All he wants is the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, no matter what he has done, he will naturally be allowed to do so!"
The monk looked slightly shaken, thought about it, and said respectfully.
"Well, that's fine, but there's no need to let him get it easily. It's easy to lose your hair, but it's hard to find true scriptures!"
The blind monk said.
"Senior brother, this boy's strong will is rare in the world. He will never become a monk!"
The monk was a little dumbfounded.
At his level, even if Shenxiu has the appearance of becoming a Buddha, he will not force himself to stay with him for his own selfish reasons.
"It's up to him how to choose!"
After the blind monk finished speaking, he was speechless.
"Amitabha, thank you senior brother for your advice!"
The monk stopped for a moment, put his hands together and saluted, and then drifted away.
"Junior brother, junior brother, I was really short-sighted back then, and even made a big mistake. With my experience, whether you have the wisdom to discern pearls depends on God's will! Amitabha!"
In the room, the blind monk's withered right hand brushed his empty eyes and murmured to himself.