Under the worry-free tree, the Buddha was born, and the four sides walked seven steps, and the lotus was born step by step.

The Buddha pointed to the sky with one hand and the earth with the other, making a lion's roar: Heaven and earth, only I am respected.

The worry-free tree bathes in the light of the Buddha, gathers the essence of heaven and earth, contains the breath of life, and has since become a sacred tree of Buddhism.

The rosary in the hand of Master Juetong, each bead is polished from the thousand-year-old roots of the Sanssouci tree, each one is the same size, round and transparent.

These beads have been cultivated by ancient monks for thousands of years, and the spirituality and Buddha nature are perfectly integrated, and the mana is deep and restrained.

Ye Changsheng saw several senior monks smiling and nodding, so he generously accepted the bracelet and bowed to Master Juetong to thank him.

He was already very satisfied that he could get one of the three treasures.

Being able to use this bracelet to mend the relationship with Master Juetong and even Cifu Temple is also a matter of his heart.

Master Juetong borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, not because of how much affection he had, but because he wanted to repair the broken Zen heart.

Sure enough, when Master Juetong saw Ye Changsheng accept the rosary, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and the breath in his body was much smoother.

Master Yuan Ke smiled and said: "The poor monk has washed away the breath of the worry-free prayer beads, you only need to recite the Medicine King Bodhisattva Mantra, break one hundred and eight kinds of troubles, and you can be blessed in your body." ”

"Medicine King Bodhisattva Mantra", the supreme mantra of removing illness and pulling out suffering, Ye Changsheng has recited it the most in the past three years, except for the "Heart Sutra".

Breaking off one hundred and eight kinds of afflictions is not really broken, but the method of "holding the beads", which is the key to moving the prayer beads.

Six roots, six dusts, six senses, the three are combined into eighteen, corresponding to eighteen prayer beads.

Rosary, rosary, as the name suggests, when chanting a mantra, you also need to hold the beads.

The curse rises and the bead moves, and the curse stops and the bead is determined.

The body, mouth, and mind, the three karma are pure, and they can be sustained.

Ye Changsheng comprehended, holding a string of beads in his palm, holding a rosary bead with his thumb, and slowly lowered his eyes.

The four senior monks looked at Ye Changsheng with a smile on their faces, with a hint of good-natured banter in their eyes.

What Master Yuan Ke said before was just a method to bless the worry-free prayer beads, but it didn't mean that Ye Changsheng could bless success once.

The blessing of the magic weapon was originally a profound test.

The thousand-year-old Buddhist ritual is even more difficult to bless in the body.

Only when we truly achieve the unity of thought and mind, can we succeed.

Even if they were themselves, they didn't dare to guarantee that they would succeed at the first time, let alone Ye Changsheng?

The four senior monks didn't want to see Ye Changsheng's jokes, just to satisfy the little curiosity in their hearts.

At this moment, Ye Changsheng finally recited the incantation, and the rosary held on his thumb also moved.

It's a pity that he had to stop after he flicked three beads.

"Messed up?" Ye Changsheng looked surprised.

He had obviously gone through it in his mind several times, and he started to bless without any mistakes.

Suddenly thinking of something, Changsheng suddenly realized.

He accepted the lineage of Guru Gura and shared his own Buddha nature with him.

In the same way, the mantras he recites should be in the same vein as the Guru Guru.

Whether it was the pronunciation of the incantation or the severity of his tone, he couldn't recite it casually as before.

The thought was clear, Ye Changsheng calmed down and recited the incantation again.

With the chanting of the incantation, the mellow rosary slid through the immortal fingers in a mysterious rhythm.

The rosary fluttered by, and it shone with a soft luster.

The rosary beads are plucked and lit up.

In the stunned gaze of the four great monks, Ye Changsheng was in one go, and in the blink of an eye, he moved to the eighteenth prayer bead.

Xuan and Xuan, the last rosary, slid through the fingertips of Changsheng.

The curse stops, and the bead is set.

Eighteen rosaries, shine brightly!

The divine aura escaped from the carefree rosary, and merged with Ye Changsheng's own breath.

One thought after another, like golden lightning, drilled into Changsheng's mind, closely connecting the beads with his soul.

The corners of Ye Changsheng's mouth hooked a smile, his eyes were raised, his palm was propped up, and the worry-free bracelet slid down to his wrist, hiding the light.

He looked at Master Yuan Ke with a happy gaze: "Master, have I succeeded in blessing?"

Master Yuan Ke's mouth opened slightly, came back to his senses, and smiled: "Master Ye Shi really has a good heart, but it surprised the poor monk." ”

The other three monks were also full of appreciation, and Ye Changsheng only used it twice to bless the worry-free rosary, which was really rare.

With this understanding and wisdom root, it is no wonder that he has cultivated the first meritorious phase, and it is no wonder that the inheritance of the five ancestors of Huixin will fall on him.

The cause and effect in this are wonderful.

Master Yuan Ke suddenly asked, "Master Ye, can you tell me how you cultivated the first meritorious phase?"

Ye Changsheng was stunned, this was a long time to say.

In the carefree bracelet, an incomparably fresh breath of life is drilling into his wrist and rapidly spreading to his whole body, bringing real coolness.

Ye Changsheng's damaged meridians, nourished by this breath, quickly regained their vitality, and countless dense bleeding points were also quickly healed.

Ye Changsheng was immersed in the coolness, simply sat cross-legged, and said loudly: "Before the junior went out to try, I once visited the fat master and got some guidance from him. In the midst of the trial, something happened again. ”

"In the armory shop in Taolin Town, I deliberately bought a flawed sword, I don't want someone to take this sword, but also take his own life. ”

"In the small restaurant, I saw that the snake catcher was in trouble, so I helped him transform the snake fork and eliminate the trouble. Some die because of me, some live because of me. ”

"In the dark swamp, I met the black demon wolf, and I was about to kill him, but I stopped killing it. The wolf wife and wolf cub sludge are added, hiding in the depths of the swamp, crying, countless beasts and poisonous insects are frightened and frightened, and the blessing and misfortune are tied to the black demon wolf. ”

"In Taoyuan Village, Heifengling, the villagers are good at raising dragons and eagles, but they eat their own evil consequences. Long Ying has been exploiting the villagers for more than 300 years in the posture of a god, and the villagers have slaughtered them with me. Beasts are born because of me, and beasts die because of me. ”

The four eminent monks sat cross-legged, listened with their ears and fell into deep thought.

People's cultivation lies in cultivating the mind and protecting the mind, and Ye Changsheng did this.

The things he encountered, the thoughts he felt, and the feelings he felt on the road were extremely ordinary, but they were not ordinary.

One death for one life, one death for one life,

The meaning has stopped, and the meaning is still unfinished.

It is this ordinary and unusual, the endless and the unfinished, that interweave the avenue of the world, the truth of heaven and earth.

"When the dragon eagle died, he spat out people's words and said: Reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Maha. ”

Changsheng's eyes were deep, and he continued: "I surpassed the dragon eagle with scriptures, and suddenly remembered that I was displaced when I was a child, and my parents died tragically at the age of twelve, and since then I have been riddled with illness and pain, and I cannot be relieved. The elders hypocritically treat me as kind, my lover deceives me with affection, kills my closest relatives, seeks my family business, and wants to put me to death!"

"I've been all the way, intrigues, blood, disillusionment, and glitter. What is the original intention, and what is the other side? I just hate that I can't turn back time and go back to the time when I was a child. It was in the midst of this distraction that the ethereal gradually came, and I could see my appearance. ”

The aftermath echoed through the chamber, and Changsheng's white hair quickly turned black, returning to the appearance of a twelve-year-old child.

In the eyes of the child, there is melancholy and sadness that cannot be erased.