The prince stood in front of the cave wall for a long time and could not calm down, his eyes have been religiously and happily reading the scriptures carved on it, as if he had obtained a treasure for a long time difficult to calm, I asked the prince what is the effect of this scripture will be so precious, the prince told me that the Jizo Ten Wheel Sutra is one of the three scriptures of Jizo.

The king of the earth is willing to attain the ten kinds of Buddha wheels, to descend the evil teachings of the heavens and demons, to destroy all sentient beings who are as solid as the vajra continuum of afflictions, and to guide all heavens, dragons, humans, and non-human beings away from the ten evil chakras, and to increase the ten dharmas, so that they will not fall into hell.

I'm not a disciple of Buddhism who is completely confused about the profound and difficult Buddhist scriptures, but seeing that the prince is so excited, this scripture must be extraordinary, the dense scriptures on the cave wall are thousands of words, and the time to see the imprint carved should be quite long, and there is a stream on the cave wall that soaks in and flows down the stone wall.

Most of the inscriptions on the cave wall were covered with moss and blurred after being polished by the impact of the stream for a long time, Qin Yanhui sat at the entrance of the cave alone and looked at the mountains in the distance, still smiling, and said to the prince lightly.

"The king of Jizo became a Buddha here, this Jiuhua Mountain is the Jizo dojo, presumably before the Jizo becomes a Buddha, must be in this cave to understand the Dharma, enshrined in the golden shrine of Jiuhua Mountain, the ten rounds of sutra should come from here, here the eight heavenly dragon arches protect the auspicious and far-reaching, it should be because the scriptures on the rock wall are carved by the hands of Jizo himself."

"Is it just a matter of copying these verses?" I turned my head and asked Qin Yan back.

"The scriptures handed down by the King of Jizo to save the world can of course purify the ten directions of the netherworld." Qin Yanhui nodded and smiled faintly, and his gaze fell on the prince again. "But whether you can copy it down depends on your Buddhist understanding."

After listening to this, the prince took a step back, sat in front of the scriptures with his legs bent, knelt down in accordance with Buddhist etiquette, and then got up and walked to the entrance of the cave.

The whole cave is full of trees and grass, and the entrance of the cave is tightly blocked, if you don't rely on the rope to go down here, it is impossible to find that there is a cave here, the prince rolled up his sleeves and cleaned up the grass and trees at the entrance of the cave naked, and I was about to help when I was pulled by Qin Yanhui.

"He said that everything started because of him, and he was willing to bear it on one shoulder, and he did not hesitate to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, so why is it difficult to clean up some grass and trees." Qin Yan curled the corners of his mouth and said to me seriously. "He is a disciple of Buddhism, seeing that the Ten Rounds of Sutra is like a treasure, what can you help with?"

I should be able to hear what Qin Yanhui meant, he doesn't want me to interfere in the prince's affairs, everything here has to be done by the prince himself, but this cave is lush with vegetation The prince alone doesn't know when he will clean it up.

"The sincerity caused by the golden stone is open, he is in the Daxiong Treasure Hall because he has distracting thoughts, and the good golden body of Jizo has made him think broken, and now he has arrived at the holy place of the Buddha in Jizang, and he will not calm down and do something to make up for it." Qin Yan should have seen that I was a little hesitant, and said with a smile. "I'm afraid that his Buddha cultivation will not be able to achieve positive results."

No matter how I listen to it, I feel that Qin Yanhui doesn't feel like he's helping us, it's more like bullying the prince, but he is the only person who can guide us to get back the power of the human world, not to mention that the golden body of the earth in the golden shrine of Jiuhua Mountain is indeed shattered in the scriptures praised by the prince, thinking of this, I slowly withdrew my hand, and saw Qin Yan pointing back to the rock next to me and motioning for me to sit down.

The prince glanced at me without saying a word and nodded, it should be that he can handle it himself, I reluctantly sat down beside Qin Yanhui, watching the prince concentrate on cleaning the grass and trees at the entrance of the cave.

Qin Yanhui was still on the side and had nothing to do, since it was a holy place of the Buddha, and the prince was a disciple of the Buddhist family, seeing that the gods and Buddhas could not use the power of the Buddha in vain, it was to remind the prince that everything must be done by himself and not use his Dharma.

There are many thorns in the grass and trees at the entrance of the cave, and the prince clears every handful of grass and trees with his bare hands, and the wooden thorns on it will be trapped in the palm of his hand to cut a long wound, and when the hole is cleared, the prince's hands have already been blurred with flesh and blood, and the dense wooden thorns on it are trapped in the palm, and the blood that falls on the ground is shocking.

I really felt sorry for the prince, and wanted to help him clean up the wooden thorns on his palms, but he was pulled back by Qin Yanhui, and he leaned on the rock wall at the entrance of the cave and smiled lightly.

"I told him that the time of pain is still behind, and the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, so they are motivated to endure and gain what they can't, not to mention that he still participates in the Buddha and seeks the scriptures, and this bit of suffering is nothing."

I sat back with a frowning face and a worried face, the prince didn't seem to mind the pain of flesh and skin, after cleaning the grass and trees at the entrance of the cave, the sun shone into the cave like bathing in the light of the Buddha.

I looked around the cave and saw a rock under the scriptures on the rock wall, the prince brushed off the dust on it with his clothes, the rock was smooth and round, and it was incompatible with the other mountain rocks in the cave, it should be the place where Jizo meditated, and the mountain stream gathered in the cave to gather a clear spring, perhaps because the sunlight could not penetrate the grass and trees at the entrance of the cave all year round, and the flowers and trees in the clear spring withered and withered.

The prince walked to the clear spring to wash his hands, the blood on his hands instantly infected the mountain spring with blood red, I saw the prince's palms full of wooden thorns, shocking, ten fingers and so many spikes pierced in the heart, how much it hurts to think about it.

The prince seemed to be completely ignorant, his face was as calm as water, he walked to the rock wall engraved with scriptures, his hands were tightly folded, and he saw that the prince's hands were so tightly closed that those wooden thorns must have completely pierced into his palms, I really couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and turned my head to ask Qin Yanhui if he could help the prince share some of it, even if it was a little, but he sat at the entrance of the cave with a leisurely and elegant face and looked at the distant mountain scenery, and he didn't even bother to look at me.

After the prince cleaned up the blood stains on his hands, he didn't dare to scrape off the moss with a stone because he was worried about damaging the scriptures, so he tore off his clothes with a pious and respectful face and carefully peeled off the moss.

At the beginning, the prince didn't dare to exert himself, he should be afraid that the ten rounds of true scriptures here would be weathered for more than a thousand years, these ten rounds of scriptures are the supreme scriptures in Buddhism, and if they are destroyed in their own hands, it will be really sinful, but the moss seems to be imprinted on the scriptures, and the prince can't peel off the slightest bit even if he puts more force on it.

His palms were already full of wooden thorns, and now a little exertion would definitely hurt his heart, and the prince ignored it and still tried to scrape off the moss with all his concentration, but in the end it was in vain and had no effect at all.

"In the glazed Linglong Pagoda, you use your mind to break the flood and desolation and the fire god Zhurong, this wall of the true scripture is the great wish of all living beings in the earth, and now the true scripture is covered with dust, how can you peel it off." Qin Yanhui suddenly turned his head and said meaningfully to the prince.

"The six fools still hope to guide and educate." When the prince heard this, he turned around and asked for advice with a happy heart.

"In the past, Xuanzang entered the Western Bliss to experience a thousand hardships and suffered a catastrophe, and then your Buddhist patriarch Bodhidharma sat on the wall for nine years before he had an epiphany." Qin Yanhui said with an unhurried smile. "Patience is not as immovable as the earth, meditation is as deep as a secret treasure, it is said that the king of the land is hidden, and it is not moving like a mountain and meditating like a secret recipe to see the true scriptures, I still say that as long as you are sincere, the gold and stone can be opened for you, not to mention the moss on the rocks."

After listening to this, the prince thought carefully for a moment, and suddenly suddenly gave a grateful salute to Qin Yan, and then turned around and walked to the smooth rock in the cave, facing the ten rounds of true scriptures on the stone wall, sitting upright on the rock, his legs bent and his hands making the Mida seal, and his eyes looked down and the five hearts were facing the sky.

Seeing the prince sitting there motionless with his eyes closed, it was really as Qin Yan replied, forbearance and immobility like the earth, the prince was calm and calm, and his meditation was as deep as a secret.

"What is he going to do here?" I didn't dare to disturb the prince, so I lowered my voice and turned my head and whispered Qin Yanhui.

"He is sitting in meditation, which is a very high level of Buddhists' cultivation of meditation." Qin Yan looked back at the prince and said to me calmly. "Only when you are settled can you see your heart and practice demons with hard work."

I asked Qin Yan what he meant by returning to meditation, and he told me that Buddhism's meditation is similar to our meditation, but Buddhism's meditation is meditation, and when the attainment level reaches a certain level, all difficult thoughts, bitter thoughts and distracting thoughts can be eliminated, and there is nothing in my heart but the Buddha and the saint.

"That'...... How long does it take for the prince to enter the country like this? "I don't seem to understand.

"The Buddhist patriarch Bodhidharma has been facing the wall for nine years, and the world-honored bhikshu has become a Buddha after thousands of eons." Qin Yanhui smiled faintly and said unhurriedly. "If it is difficult for him to get rid of distracting thoughts and demons in his heart, even if he sits here for thousands of years, the sea is dry and the stones are rotten, it will not help, if he can see the Buddha with a clear heart, the dead trees can bloom and the water can flow backwards."

"......" I was stunned and frowned and looked at Qin Yanhui, what he said was equivalent to not saying, I was extremely confident in the prince's Zen Buddha, but in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Jiuhua Mountain, I saw him hiding the golden body with my own eyes, and even the prince himself regretted admitting that his six roots were not pure, and now listening to Qin Yanhui's meaning, unless the prince has an epiphany, even if he sits on the rock, it will not help.

"I really don't know, don't look at me like this, I'm here to help, it's not me who really wants to get back the power of the human world, it's him." Qin Yanhui should have seen my confusion, smiled and patted me on the shoulder and said. "I told you before, whether you can copy back the scriptures depends on his own understanding and creation, there is only so much I can help, the rest is up to him, you and I can't help anything, the only thing I can sit on is to wait."