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Li Chongjiu did not hurriedly open the Ranga Sutra.

He got up first, washed his hands, wiped his face, and lit a stick of sandalwood.

Seeing the smoke of sandalwood, Li Chongjiu straightened out his turban, tore every inch of the folds on his robe, and sat down cross-legged.

It seems to be pretending, but the first thing to read is sincerity, and Li Chongjiu should treat the scriptures given to him by Jueyuan seriously, so as to live up to his gift.

Only then did Li Chongjiu respectfully open the Ranga Sutra.

Let's not talk about the content, only this word is a good word that should float a big white, square, like a knife carving, like the cliff carved stone in the Dharma cave.

I saw that the frontispiece was a line of Jueyuan's self-description.

The first ancestor of this scripture Bodhidharma awarded Hui Ke Shiyun: "I look at the Han land, only this scripture, the benevolent person follows it, and lives the world with ease." Gu Hui Ke disciples hold this sutra to practice, with the idea of "only thinking about wisdom, not words", and Gu is known as the Lenga Master.

Li Chongjiu understood the meaning of this passage, and said that when Zen Buddhism was first transmitted, since Bodhidharma, Hui can come to the heart with the Ranga Sutra to initiate the heart, and the monks who taught the Ranga Sutra as the classic at that time were called Ranga masters. After the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism, Zen Buddhism was changed to the Diamond Sutra initiation, and finally carried forward.

After skipping the frontispiece, it is the main text of the Ranga Sutra.

If I hear, the opening four words are the meaning of the grand scale, if I hear it is the Buddha himself said, the special scriptures are distinguished from the foreign way by these four words.

If I heard it, the Buddha lived on the top of the Lenga Mountain on the south coast, and all kinds of treasures were ......

Although Li Chongjiu didn't know much about Buddhist scriptures, on the eyebrow page on the side, there were annotations written by Jueyuan in small characters, which were obviously filled in later, so he also watched it with relish, and unconsciously finished reading the first volume.

When he was about to read the second volume, the oil lamp was almost burned out, so Li Chongjiu did not give up this good book, added some oil, lit a sandalwood again, and continued reading.

When he opened the second volume, Li Chongjiu sighed softly, it turned out that the book in the volume was no longer a Buddhist scripture, but Jueyuan's own words.

When I was young, I was the yellow crown, and after seeing the war and separation, I still saw the people's livelihood and suffering, and the old reading of Buddhist scriptures was the idea of helping the world and crossing people, and entered the Buddhist door to practice......

This long paragraph made Li Chongjiu quite a headache, there was no punctuation in ancient times, and he could only rely on himself to break sentences.

Li Chongjiu saw Jueyuan describe his own experience, Jueyuan was a Taoist priest when he was a teenager, and later saw the war, he practiced medicine to help the world, and when he was old, he escaped into the empty door. Although it is a few hundred words, you can also feel the suffering of the troubled times and displacement in those years.

After Jueyuan entered the empty gate, he studied the Buddhist scriptures carved on the cliff stone, which was in harmony with the Taoist collection read by the young man, and created a set of health preservation skills.

According to Jueyuan, he has been practicing since he was 60 years old, which is to strengthen his body, his ears and eyes are clear, and he can prevent all kinds of diseases. However, when Jueyuan cultivated this set of health preservation achievements, he was already in his seventies.

According to Jueyuan's self-report, the purpose of his creation of this set of health preservation exercises is to strengthen the body and prolong life, not to kill and be strong, so he will never use force with others in his life.

Li Chongjiu sighed when he saw it, but he wouldn't dwell on it, he wanted to see what the mystery of Jueyuan's health preservation was right now.

At that moment, Li Chongjiu turned another page......

In the first month of the eighth year of the Great Cause, the current Emperor of Heaven issued an edict to attack Goguryeo. Twelve armies on the left and right of the land route, a total of 1,130,000 people spread horizontally and attacked it, the army was one after another, the drums and horns heard each other, and the banner stretched for 960 miles.

On the waterway, the Jianghuai Navy was led by General Youyiwei to protect the Jianghuai Navy and advance out of the Donglai Floating Sea, and the ships were connected for hundreds of miles.

Before the battle, Duan Wenzhen, the secretary of the Ministry of War, was seriously ill, and before his death, he wrote to the Son of Heaven, so he should be taken by surprise and quickly overcome Pyongyang, if he hesitated and did not make a decision, Duan Wenzhen died of illness in the army in March.

However, Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty did not listen to Duan Wenzhen's words, and used the prestige of the country to be outside the territory and the strategy of subduing foreign countries with might, but told the generals that all military advances and stops must be reported and reported, and they should not be specialized. The generals did not dare to disobey the order, and the official documents came and went, and often the fighters had been lost.

And the Goguryeo town of Liaodong City, the city will fall, the people in the city will surrender, and wait for the approval of the gallop, the fighter has been lost, and the city is stubbornly defended and refused to fight, so repeatedly, Liaodong City can not be attacked for a long time.

Millions of armies were hanging in the air, and the rice grain spent every day could be piled up into mountains in a moment, and the lakes were filled in a moment, and in order to transport this rice and grain, the people turned to the roads, and their feeders were even more than the number of millions.

When more and more displaced people appeared in Chongyang County, Shaomuro Mountain was also unstable.

The world is boiling, and the displaced people are everywhere. These homeless people have no fixed place to live, no food and clothing, and when they are seduced, they can become mobs. As for this group of displaced people who passed by, the newly appointed county commander of Chongyang County only knew how to hold on to the county seat and did not dare to arrest them.

The big families outside the city also have to raise their families, build a high wall near the manor, and protect themselves, and some people come forward to organize porridge shops to alleviate the danger of burning eyebrows, but last year, Guo Sanjin's thieves attacked the place, causing many people to lose their family property, and Chongyang County's rice grain is not abundant, so there are only a few porridge shops, which is just a drop in the bucket.

At the foot of Shaomu Mountain, it has come to the time of spring ploughing, Buddhism flourished in the Sui Dynasty, the temple did not need to pay taxes, the fields were abundant, and the incense was prosperous, so it was the general storage of the pure land.

But now the good days of Shaolin Temple have passed, because of the increase in the number of displaced people under the mountain, the spring ploughing under the mountain is also carried out with great care.

In order to protect the temple tenants Shun Lì spring ploughing, after the abbot discussed, he sent Li Chongjiu and Tanzong to lead a group of warrior monks down the mountain to station in order to monitor the influx of displaced people.

"Chief Sect Leader, there are a lot of people gathered in this mountain, what do you say?" A monk reported to Li Chongjiu.

Li Chongjiu glanced down the hillside and saw hundreds of ragged homeless people, sitting or lying, gathered in the forest opposite. They looked at the smoke-filled village in the distance, and at the green fields, and their faces showed longing.

"Amitabha, these people are so pitiful." Many of the warrior monks with sticks shook their heads.

"Why don't you give them some rice porridge!" A young warrior monk spoke.

"No," said an old monk who was an elder of the temple sent by Pusheng, "if we give porridge, it will only make the displaced people under the mountain gather more and more, and the temple will not have so much rice by then, and when these displaced people have no rice to eat, it will provoke a rebellion." ”

"It's better to set a fire to the forest and drive them away." Tan Zong offered his words at the moment.

"No, no. Amitabha, I have no choice but to see the displaced people suffering, and we can't help them, and we still start to expel them, which is really against the compassion of our monks. Immediately the elder spoke.

"We can't give soup to each other, and we can't use our hands to expel these homeless people, so can we just stare at each other with these homeless people until it gets dark?" Tan Zong couldn't help but complain.

"I don't know Chongjiu, what are your ideas?"

At that moment, the elder looked at Li Chongjiu and asked, compared to the reckless Tanzong, the monks of Shaolin Temple can only trust Li Chongjiu, but the other party saved the people of Shaolin Temple by himself.

At this time, Li Chongjiu said with a smile: "This is not a difficult matter, please wait a while, the displaced people can go in a moment." ”

After Li Chongjiu finished speaking, he turned over and got on the horse, which was obtained when he shot the thief that day and saved the Yuan woman.

At that moment, Li Chongjiu held a three-stone bow, clamped his legs, and rode his horse slowly down the hillside. Li Chongjiu's appearance attracted the attention of the homeless people, who saw a young man coming down the mountain with a longbow, but they didn't know what to do.

"Don't hurt anyone!"

The elder of the Shaolin Temple thought that Li Chongjiu was doing something to the homeless people, so he stopped drinking, but he was a step too late.

Li Chongjiu came to the bottom of the mountain only thirty or forty meters away from the homeless, and saw that a hundred steps away on the right hand side, there was a dead tree, the tree was bare, and the leaves had long since fallen off, but its trunk was as thick as three people hugging each other.

Li Chongjiu immediately drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the dead tree.

Li Chongjiu has been practicing the health skills taught by Jueyuan for two months, and now he is also using this bow to try how well he has practiced in the past two months.

I only heard the three-stone bow gurgle after Li Chongjiu's arms were hard opened.

Li Chong's nine arms were like iron casting, and he had never been satisfied with the three-stone strong bow in the past, but this time he was actually pulled straight like a full moon.

Drink!

Li Chongjiu let out a low roar, the bowstring collapsed, and the arrow broke through the sky like a meteor.

I only heard a loud sound, the sound of arrows breaking through the air, there was a loud noise, and the eardrum that shook was slightly painful,

A hundred paces away, in an instant, the arrow went straight to the trunk of the dead tree.

I only heard a real sound, and the arrow hit the dead wood, and it was three feet deep!

The calligraphy of the deceased Yun Wang Xi entered the wood for three points, and Li Chong was nine hundred steps away, and one arrow entered the tree three feet.

The arrows swayed with their own humming, and the outcasts in the forest all looked at the trunk incredulously.

And Li Chongjiu's hand did not stop, and the bowstring sounded again.

The second arrow, the third arrow, is actually three arrows in one breath.

At this moment, even the warrior monks of Shaolin Temple were dumbfounded, and they couldn't close their mouths when they opened their mouths.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three times in succession, all three arrows were hit, as if devastated, the arrows were firmly fixed on the trunk of the tree, and from left to right flat lines.

When the homeless people in the forest saw this magic archery technique, where did they dare to sit down again, they all hurriedly got up and headed north in a hurry.

Hundreds of displaced people were swept away in a moment.

And the warrior monks on the mountain all rushed down the mountain quickly, gathered around Li Chongjiu, and their mouths were full of words of amazement and admiration.

However, the warrior monks are all monks, and the words are ordinary, and there are only a few words to say, which makes Li Chongjiu a little tired of listening.

At that moment, a monk ran to the trunk of the tree to pull out Li Chongjiu's arrow, but the other party was so red that he couldn't pull out any of the arrows.

For a while, the monks also admired Li Chongjiu.