After Haozi was ordained, he had to burn incense and chant scriptures for seven consecutive days, and he was accompanied by Elder Luo Xiao throughout the whole process.

On this trip, I learned that Haozi was safe, and the little phoenix was also protected, so I was ready to leave.

However, the little host, Jiaye Dorjee, didn't want me to go, and came to me twice in private to ask me to stay and play for a few more days.

There are few adults in this Jinguang Temple, especially in the past few years, the desertification has been serious, the original road to the Crescent Spring has gradually become unattended, and the surrounding area has become more and more barren, and the Jinguang Temple has become the only seedling in the desert.

As a result, the huge Jinguang Temple has become what it is today, and the remaining disciples are the elite of the elite.

Because the people who stayed behind were all profound people in Buddhism, in the eyes of Kaye Dorjee, they were all boring, and they didn't even have a playmate, let alone a playmate who gave snacks.

Ka Ye Dorjee as the host of the Jinguang Temple, reincarnated as a living Buddha, all the whole temple respects him, except for the Great Ka Ye Zen Master, no one can control him, Kumarosh is the nominal senior brother of Ka Ye Dorjee, but the status of the living Buddha is special, in the era of the decline of the Buddha, the status of Ka Ye Dorjee is more transcendent.

The back mountains in the Daomen are forbidden places, the Buddha Gate is the same, the Jinguang Temple covers a large area, in addition to the Buddha caves in the back mountain, there is naturally the Buddha Gate Forbidden Land.

Each sect also has a scripture pavilion, when Jiaye Dorjee took me around to visit, he also took me to the scripture pavilion, when the Jinguang Temple personnel were at their peak, the scripture pavilion needed to be heavily guarded, and now there are few people in the huge temple, it is said that there are more than 100 people, the door, the Zen room, the room, the treasury and other places after the allocation of manpower, it is not enough at all, so the people who guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are also blind to my entry into the Scripture Pavilion.

Of course, there are 10,000 Buddhist books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the higher you go, there are many Buddhist skills.

However, Jinguang Temple is the first of all blessings in the world, so most of the books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are written in Sanskrit, and a small number of them are translated into Chinese by monks.

The two languages involve conversion, and sometimes it is inevitable that the meaning of the words will change due to the translator's understanding and inaccurate wording, so it is best to read Sanskrit to read the scriptures, but I don't know anything about Sanskrit, so I have a general interest, and I am also a little dismissive of many people's long-cherished wish to enter the Jinguang Temple to see the group of books.

Cultivating the Tao is the same as reading books and learning, sometimes it is to open up the scriptures and secret books to read, and it is not necessarily that everyone can learn them, let alone everyone can learn them.

It's like the teacher said that the content of the exam is copied in a certain book, and there are a few people who can get a perfect score.

And the Tao of cultivation is different from ordinary people reading books to learn, because some Taoist books are indeed against the sky, once learned, it is enough to be domineering, which greatly satisfies the psychology of many people who are opportunistic and step up to the sky.

Seeing that I was interested in Buddhist books and didn't know Sanskrit, he asked me if I wanted to learn Sanskrit, now my brain is developed, and I can learn everything quickly, and Kaye Dorjee is a reincarnated living Buddha, and he has been exposed to Sanskrit since he was a child, and he knows all the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, so he became my Sanskrit teacher.

My memory is good when I am young, and I have reached the point where I will never forget it after the acquired training, so I can learn it easily, half a month, plus I recite Sanskrit every day, and I don't forget to memorize words and sentences when I practice meditation, and finally I will learn Sanskrit.

But the Sanskrit text in the Buddhist scriptures is equivalent to the classical Chinese in Chinese, and it is not easy to fully understand it, anyway, I don't know where to go now, and it is already a little impossible to increase my cultivation by cultivating Dao Qi, so I studied the scriptures in this Jinguang Temple.

However, I go in and out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion every day, after all, I am an outsider, so I still went to inform the Zen master of the Great Ka Ye, and the Great Ka Ye did not hesitate at all, but supported me to read more scriptures, and recommended a few scriptures, so that I want to read a little bit.

After another month, I recited day and night, and read several of the most classic classics of Buddhism, such as the Explanation of the Profound Tantra, the Sutra of Amitayus, the Sutra of Amitayus, the Sutra of Medicine Master Liuliguang Rulai, the Sutra of Lenga, the Heart Sutra, the Sutra of the Eight Great People's Jue, and the Sutra of the Ten Good Karma and so on.

Several Buddhist good karma sutras have mentioned the method of immeasurable merit, which implies the principle of merit and good fortune for doing good deeds, and when I read the Heart Sutra, I felt a little confused, so I read a lot of Buddhist scriptures about the method of cultivating the mind.

Finally, after falling asleep one night, I vaguely saw my mother sitting alone in the room in a daze, there was a small fan next to her, and my mother was holding a photo album in her hand, which contained a few photos of me since I was a child, and the last one was my wedding photo with Xiaobai.

I saw my mother's worried eyes, and I couldn't bear it, so I shouted, "Mom? ”

Mother looked up and around, she quickly got up and turned on the lights in the yard, ran out of the door to look around, and then went back to the room with a little disappointment.

I was awakened by a dream and stared at the roof of the meditation room.

"It's not supposed to be a dream." I thought to myself.

From Zhangjiagou to Dunhuang Jinguang Temple is at least 2,000 miles, and my consciousness actually crossed 2,000 miles directly and saw my mother.

I hurriedly expanded my divine consciousness and extended it around, and after a while, my divine consciousness was withdrawn, and I was startled, because two months ago, my divine consciousness strength was only a hundred miles, but now it has extended to two hundred miles, and this is not the limit, the problem is that I don't know how I saw my mother two thousand miles away.

Others don't know the method of exercising the strength of the divine consciousness, but I know that exercising the divine consciousness is too depleting of brain cells, in order to make reasonable use of the time, I practice Dao Qi while separating my mind and mind meditation, and at the same time rotate the ninth-order Rubik's Cube, and I also have to use subtle Dao Qi in my hand to control the flying knife.

This kind of multi-purpose process is painful, and it is important to persevere, so even if others know the method of exercising divine consciousness, they can't learn it, before my divine consciousness could just extend a radius of 100 miles, but now it has become 200 miles, both the scope of divine consciousness and the strength of divine consciousness have doubled!

"The Buddhist's state of mind can improve his divine consciousness so quickly, no wonder Kumarosh can see at a glance that my consciousness is abnormal, and his divine consciousness strength is probably stronger than many people." I thought to myself.

I looked at the kerosene lamp by the window, and with a slight movement of my mind, the wick of the kerosene lamp immediately burned, and when I closed my eyes, the lamp went out.

Now I am getting more and more acquainted with Gyala Dorjee, so he is no longer reserved in front of me, and has a good time, and I gradually only call him Dorjee.

The next day, Dorjee and I finished eating and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion together, Dorjee looked helpless and said, "Brother Zhang Yang, why do you still have to read Buddhist scriptures, I regret teaching you Sanskrit." ”

"Today is the last day to read the Buddhist scriptures, you help me guard the door and don't let people in." I said.

"Oh." Dorjee agreed with a little doubt.

When I arrived at the Scripture Pavilion, I walked into the ancient attic alone and sat in the middle of it.

The divine consciousness spread, and the consciousness was divided into thousands, rushing to this scripture pavilion in all directions.

The Tibetan scripture pavilion is hollow, there are seven floors, there is no staircase in the middle, if you want to see the high-rise books, you have to move the chair to see and take, at this time countless scriptures tremble, slowly flying, thousands of consciousnesses turn the pages, while watching, my body gradually fell into a wonderful state, surrounded by mysterious Buddhist scriptures and ancient characters, slowly holding up my body sitting upright.

My body floated in the air, my clothes and hair seemed to be soaked in clear water, and my body was full of radiance and danced in the hem of my clothes.

At this time, Dorjee, who was guarding outside the Scripture Pavilion, may have been bored waiting, so he pushed open a gap in the door of the Scripture Pavilion and looked inside.

A wisp of my consciousness saw the world of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion through Dorjee, who was a reincarnated living Buddha, the Twelve Panchens, and a contemporary holy child, so his natural Buddhist eye could see through all falsehoods.

At this time, in his eyes, in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Zhang Yang's body was floating in the air, and there were thousands of Zhang Yang, densely packed with the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, each of them concentrating on opening the Buddhist scriptures.

Dorjee covered his mouth, unable to believe the scene he saw in front of him, tens of thousands of scriptures were flipped, and the scriptures were shuttling back and forth in mid-air, and after they were finished, they returned to their places one by one.

Soon, my consciousness memorized all the scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion, and thousands of consciousnesses returned, making my heart beat faster and my body turbulent, as if I was sitting on a roller coaster, and as my consciousness returned more and more, I had a splitting headache, as if something was about to rush out of my mind.

Suddenly, a wisp of divine consciousness broke through the Hidden Scripture Pavilion uncontrollably and rushed towards the Nine Heavens!

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