Chapter 270: Wu Hongchen in the Mountain Temple [The First Request for a Monthly Pass]

1,500 miles away, is there a true Buddha?

No.

The obsession in Konghui's heart is very deep, whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, obsession is the inner demon.

Everyone has demons, and as long as there are obsessions, there are demons.

But everyone's way of solving the demons is different, and some people think that letting go of attachment is to let go of the demons.

But how can you be persistent and persistent, how can you let go at will.

If you can let go of attachment, can it still be called attachment?

Kong Hui did not let go of his attachment, but he was firm in his attachment.

He understood that Lu Changsheng was not lying, there was indeed no road ahead, and there was no Buddha 1,500 miles away, but Kong Hui wanted to see and feel it in person.

Only then can he make his attachment disappear.

As the saying goes, if you don't experience it, how can you know.

No matter how good or bad others say, if you don't witness it with your own eyes, then the attachment will never dissipate in your heart.

Kong Hui walked 800 miles with the body of a mortal.

The journey was extremely difficult, he almost died, a rain fell and saved him, and at that time, he could choose to give up.

But instead of giving up, he moved on.

In the end, 800 miles away, he couldn't walk at all, but at this moment, he also realized where the Buddha was.

The Buddha is not between heaven and earth.

The Buddha is not between all things.

Lu Changsheng is not a Buddha, the little monk is not a Buddha, and he is not a Buddha.

The Buddha is not even more in the heart.

In the future, the Buddha is the emptiness that feels the results for himself.

He understood.

The desert has become an oasis, the light of the Buddha is shining, Lu Changsheng in the name of the Buddhist teacher, ignited the empty wisdom, and the empty wisdom also became a Buddha overnight.

This is to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

The butcher's knife is not a knife, the butcher's knife is a demon, and the butcher's knife is an obsession.

If you let go of your obsessions, you can become a Buddha.

With extraordinary thoughts, Kong Hui realized the true Buddha and knew how to let go of his obsessions, so he became a Buddha.

And that little monk, in the face of life and death, chose to retreat.

In fact, at that time, he did not lose the opportunity to become a Buddha, if he chose to let go of his attachment at the moment he turned around, he could also become a Buddha.

It's just that he didn't let go of his attachment, he also wanted to see if there was a true Buddha 1,500 miles away.

But he was afraid, he was afraid, and the obsession in his heart became a demon, so he didn't turn into a Buddha.

At this moment, the little monk's eyes were full of remorse, but he still didn't understand that my master and I could become Buddhas, but I couldn't become Buddhas.

Above the oasis.

The transformation of the empty wisdom mortal womb, the surrounding Buddha light is shining, and there are six rounds of Buddha light behind the head, and the Buddha's light robe is draped, which looks very extraordinary.

Bursts of Sanskrit sound came out of the body, and overnight, I had an epiphany and became a Buddha on the spot.

"Thank you for your advice."

Kong Hui gave a great gift to Buddhism and thanked Lu Changsheng.

However, Lu Changsheng just smiled slightly, did not bear this worship, but said: "I instructed you to become a Buddha, but you taught me how to let go of attachment, you and I learn from each other, there is no point to say, you are the cause, I am the effect, now that the cause and effect are over, how can I give guidance?" ”

Lu Changsheng chuckled.

Konghui's behavior made him have an epiphany.

Over the past year, he has been transformed all the way, but the results have repeatedly puzzled him.

caused him to forget the meaning of the mortal and fell into a predicament.

But the empty wisdom turned into a Buddha made Lu Changsheng enlightened.

The so-called mortal does not have to be a mortal to experience the red dust.

Everyone has a different experience, everyone has a different story, what suits someone else, but not what suits you.

Lu Changsheng found his own way to become mortal.

is not pursuing, experiencing the red dust as a mortal.

Instead, I want to guide the world in a guiding way, and understand the various states of the red dust from others.

"The great wisdom of the Buddhist master is also! Amitabha! ”

Kong Hui clasped his hands together, he admired Lu Changsheng's state of mind, and also admired Lu Changsheng's great wisdom.

"See you soon."

Lu Changsheng stretched his waist, even if he was wearing a mask, it still made people lose his mind.

He left.

Kong Hui smiled, then got up, the surrounding Buddha light disappeared, and he still became an ordinary person, walking in the oasis.

He continued to move forward, to really let go of the obsession in his heart.

Becoming a Buddha is not his goal, letting go of obsessions is his goal.

It is indeed great wisdom.

Among the oases.

Lu Changsheng was in a happy mood, and he began to truly become mortal.

The so-called transformation is not to know different people as ordinary people, but to see the world with one's heart.

And just like that, time passed slowly.

Lu Changsheng is like a cloud tourist, stopping and stopping all the way, doing everything he wants.

These days come.

If you are in a good mood, in a valley, enjoy the beauty between the mountains and rivers, and wait quietly for more than ten days.

If you are in a bad mood, you can find a restaurant at random and get drunk for three days and three nights.

He has been to the imperial capital and has seen countless people of all kinds, tasting the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and the surroundings are as stunning as clouds.

He has been to barren mountain villages, and even the worst food he will swallow and even savor it.

He has seen the prosperity of the world, and he has also seen the squalor of the world.

Every person, every thing, every scene, is imprinted in my mind.

He gradually forgot who he was.

I gradually forgot everything, and I just felt that I was an ordinary person who traveled all over the world.

That's it, in the blink of an eye, it's another year.

In the western part of Zhongzhou, in Shangdu County of Zhao State, in a dilapidated mountain temple outside Tongnan City.

The rain was pouring down, lightning and thunder, and the wind was fierce, and it looked terrible.

Bursts of footsteps rang out.

Soon, it was a group of merchants, and they hurried into the mountain temple to take shelter from the rain.

Just when this line of merchants comes in.

But I found that in the mountain temple, there was a young man sitting with a wooden mask.

In front of the young man, there was a bonfire, he was using a wooden stick, fiddling with the bonfire, the flame was not very large, but it could bring some warmth to the mountain temple.

In the corner, there was a dirty beggar lying soundly.

When the group of merchants saw this scene, they didn't bother, but just came to the side and slapped the rain on their bodies.

Soon, a bearded man walked in, this is a Taoist priest, wearing a Taoist robe, but he is powerful, and his arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs, which looks like there is a sense of contrast.

After all, in the eyes of many mortals, shouldn't Dao Sect monks be thin and small, Dao Bone Immortal?

This kind of bearded man really has some damage to the image of the Daomen.

But the crowd didn't say anything, just took a second look.

Rumble!

Thunder rang out.

Soon, an old monk walked in, holding a copper ring to descend the magic pestle, and wearing a purple robe.

"What a bad luck!"

However, as the monk walked in, the bearded man spoke coldly and cursed in a low voice.

The old monk didn't say anything, just found a place and sat down quietly.

The bonfire was inexplicably vigorous.

Soon, a voice rang out.

"You say, this wilderness, lightning and thunder, is it a monster?"

The sound sounded, and inexplicably, the temperature of the mountain temple dropped somewhat.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"What monsters are not monsters, if it is peaceful today, how can there be monsters, but don't talk nonsense."

"When the rain stops, let's go, don't think about it, and have a good rest."

The merchants spoke.

Just soon, in front of the mountain temple.

A figure suddenly appeared.