In the backyard of Jingnian Zen Temple, Zhang Daoyi and Monk Yuantong are playing against each other. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The ancient trees in the courtyard are towering to the sky, and the light and shadow are intertwined, which is remarkably quiet and far-reaching.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the front yard, few people usually come here, and even the disciples in the temple have no right to come here without permission.

Just because in the backyard of the Meditation Temple, there is a Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, which enshrines the relics of the ancestors of the Meditation Temple.

A transparent chessboard is suspended between Zhang Daoyi and Monk Yuantong, and a few chess pieces are scattered on the chessboard.

The chess pieces and the chessboard have no substance, which is something formed by Zhang Daoyi and Yuantong after using the aura between heaven and earth as the carrier to manifest the spirit.

"Harness the power of heaven and earth with spirit, and one day I will do it!" The two little monks who were still standing behind the Yuantong monk looked at the chessboard hanging in the air with some envy, and there was a bit of longing in their eyes.

This is the nephew of the two Yuantong monks, and they are deeply loved by the Yuantong monks, so today I took the two of them to watch him play against Zhang Daoyi, hoping that they can gain something.

Although they are said to be little monks, they are actually in their twenties, but compared to the two old monsters in front of them who have lived for hundreds of years, they can really only be regarded as little monks.

"Senior brother, who do you say can win?" At this moment, the little monk standing on the left spoke to his companions.

"I can't see it, but Shizu should be able to win!" The little monk standing on the right said with some uncertainty.

Whether it is the realm of Monk Yuantong or Zhang Daoyi, it is not something he can figure out now, but he still thinks that his master can win.

Now these two people are real people who have already forged the Taoist fetus, and they are also influential figures in the Jingnian Zen Temple, but they don't even dare to speak out loud in front of Monk Yuantong and Zhang Daoyi.

Different from ordinary Go, the game of Go played by Zhang Daoyi and Monk Yuantong is no longer a competition of calculation power and skill, but a simple duel between spirit and will.

The two of them use the spirit of the chessboard, the will of the chess pieces, every move is a collision of spirit and will, this is an alternative martial arts duel.

The monk Yuantong has traveled for nearly a hundred years, in order to taste the rolling red dust of life, in order to sharpen the state of mind, and finally cast a glass heart, unbroken, immortal and incorruptible, let the vicissitudes of life reincarnation, he is comfortable and unmoving.

But he didn't take advantage of Zhang Daoyi's duel, Zhang Daoyi was reincarnated in the fourth world, and his understanding of Wanzhang Hongchen was deeper than that of Yuantong monks, and not everyone had the opportunity to remember in reincarnation again and again.

Zhang Daoyi's state of mind has been pushed by him to the point of no appearance, no self, and no sentient beings, and all things in heaven and earth have passed through the heart, but they cannot leave the slightest trace.

This is also what the Diamond Sutra says, "There is no self, no one, no sentient beings", which is the Buddha's state of mind.

If he can realize the "appearance of the lifeless", so that his mind is beyond time and time, and is not attached to his own life and death, that is when he attains the holy position, this is the state of mind of the Buddha.

"Bang!"

Zhang Dao thundered as soon as he fell, and the chessboard shook for a while.

The two little monks felt that the heavens and the earth suddenly began to shake, and their bodies shook involuntarily, but fortunately, both of them were masters, grasped the balance of their bodies, and did not fall to the ground.

This thunderous sound is not a real sound, but from the heart, which is the result of the collision between Zhang Daoyi and the will of the Yuantong monk.

"Huiyuan, Huiming, concentrate and calm down!" Monk Yuantong saw the strange appearance of the two teachers and nephews, and said in a deep voice.

Zhang Daoyi and Monk Yuantong have strong spirits, and the spiritual power that overflows when they fight affects everything around them at all times.

The reason why the two little monks felt that the heavens and the earth were shaking was because the spirits of Zhang Daoyi and Monk Yuantong shook the spirits of the two of them.

"Yes, Master!" The two little monks responded at the same time.

"Bang!"

When the Yuantong monk fell, the chessboard trembled again, and there was a momentary distortion, but in an instant, the chessboard returned to its original state.

A son fell, Yuantong's body also trembled a little, the two of them formed a chessboard with spirit, every fall is a blow to the spirit of both sides, although only a few pieces fell, Yuantong felt mentally exhausted.

However, Zhang Daoyi is not very comfortable, although his mental power is stronger than Zhi Yuantong, but he can't surpass it too much.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

One son after another, the two kept dropping chess pieces, and there was almost no time to think, and the spirit of the two was almost at the limit.

Under the oppression of each other, the spiritual realm of the two began to rise, which is also a method of spiritual cultivation.

The chessboard was almost full of chess pieces, and at this time Zhang Daoyi had forgotten everything and sunk his consciousness into that almost infinitely elevated mental state, which was unattainable.

In a trance, Zhang Daoyi's spirit began to dance with the universe of heaven and earth, and his mind dissolved in heaven and earth, but it was independent of heaven and earth.

This kind of realm can be reached by him for a short time, but the time that lasts is too short, so short that he has no time to comprehend this state, this is the human and heavenly harmony of the Holy Realm!

After a while, Zhang Daoyi fell down again and retreated from that wonderful realm, after all, he had not yet realized his holy way, and he could not make that state never retreat.

A son fell, the chessboard shattered, and finally dissipated into nothingness, and the Yuantong monk also opened his eyes at this time.

"Layman, you've won!"

"This time, thanks to the help of the layman, I can get a glimpse of the holy realm, the poor monk owes the layman a favor!" Monk Yuantong said sincerely, it is too rare to have an opponent of equal strength, and it is the first time in his life that he has glimpsed that realm, and the beauty of that realm is indescribable, which makes his originally flawless soul have a sense of infatuation.

However, his mood was mellow and flawless, and he cut off the delusions in his heart in an instant.

"When I help you, I help me, and you don't owe me anything." Zhang Daoyi waved his hand and said, the two of them are mutually beneficial, and there is no one who owes whom.

"Wake up!" Monk Yuantong suddenly roared, this is the method of awakening the gods in the roar of the lion in Buddhism, and woke up the two little monks who were affected by Zhang Daoyi and his mind.

Fang Cai Zhang Daoyi and Yuantong's spiritual realm was elevated, infinitely close to the saint, and naturally affected the people around him, causing them to also indulge in the afterglow of the holy realm.

"What happened to Shizu just now, why did I fall asleep in a daze, as if I had a sweet dream?" The little monk Huiyuan sat up in a daze and asked in confusion.

They are all real people who have created the Dao fetus, the real people have no dreams in their sleep, their sleep is worry-free, and dreams are born because of the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen has also been cast into the Dao Fetus by them, according to reason, they no longer dream.