Zheng Yan sat cross-legged on the futon in the side hall with the old monk, and only then did he find that the nine statues around him were different and lifelike in the dim light, either cold or noble, or serene or proud, looking at it and thinking about it, and so on, it seemed that there were many changes.

The old monk nodded and smiled in his eyes, and said softly, "Lao Qu Dingzhen, I think Juechen has already said, he is the abbot of this small temple, when he was six years old, he worshiped the monk Hui Yuanda as a teacher, and now it has been almost three hundred years, it is really like a shuttle of time, I remember the first time I was led into this side hall by the master and cried, the master held it in his arms for a while to comfort him before he settled down, and at that time he also felt that these statues were alive like Gongzi".

Zheng Yan was not surprised by the old monk's age, in fact, he had seen a bigger one, but he was a little suspicious, this great monk would not accept himself as an apprentice, right? As the saying goes, eating other people's mouths is short, and destroying other people's Dharma protector statues, how can this be refused? Not to mention that the family will not allow them to become monks, if they really leave the house, the court will not be noisy, and they will not be treated well, and they will not be able to clearly believe in a certain sect.

Just when Zheng Yan was thinking wildly, the soft voice of the monk Dingzhen came from the side, "Why does Childe think he sees sex?",

Zheng Yan thought for a while and replied seriously, "Light the lamp of the heart with visualization, reflect your own temperament and thoughts, distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, and you can also practice in the mortal world and observe what you think and do in your own body or other bodies."

Monk Dingzhen nodded and said, "This is enlightenment, enlightenment for oneself, and enlightenment for others, how should the precepts, concentration, and wisdom be explained?"

Zheng Yan thought for a moment and said, "After the enlightenment, we should abstain from the evil disposition and thoughts of our own body's mistakes, and the good disposition and thoughts of our own body, or not be disturbed by external objects, and wisdom, which should be to cleanse the root of wisdom and enlighten the Buddha nature." It's just that it is generally said that we should practice in the order of insight, precepts, concentration, and wisdom, so why do we say "double cultivation of fixed wisdom" and "double cultivation of seeing wisdom"?

Monk Dingzhen said with a smile, "Almost all the ideological doctrines and sects in the world have their own set of orders at the beginning of their birth, and they also pay more attention to penance, but after all, this is something that a few people have tinkered with, although it is more or less universally applicable, but everyone is different, thousands of people have thousands of hearts, and doctrines and doctrines are to be used to spread and make people believe, some people say that doctrines and doctrines are to regulate people's hearts, and naturally need people's hearts to adapt, and some people will definitely say why can't teachings adapt to people's hearts?" So there is a disagreement in the doctrine and doctrine, just like the epiphany, how to get an impatient and wicked person to put down the butcher's knife and accept the Buddha's truth? Give him a shortcut, from which the heart goes to the other side, but in fact it is just a bridge, and it is okay to say that the steps are okay, but the essence is to let him go."

Zheng Yan didn't hear the praise or disapproval, it seemed to be very objective, this was not like the Theravada Buddhist monks he had contacted before, so he continued to listen.

Monk Dingzhen smiled and continued: "Talking to Childe about these things is to know if Childe has Buddha nature, let's talk about the crow god just now." Presumably the son also knows that the image of the crow has never appeared in the Buddhist protector gods, the reason why there is a statue of it here and a period of the past, the Pure Ring Temple was built at the beginning of the eastward spread of Buddhism three thousand years ago, when the person responsible for supervising and assisting the construction of the Pure Ring Temple was the Yin Dynasty Yushitai, the old man has never been out of the temple and is not very clear about the outside of the matter, the current imperial envoy still has the crow saying?",

Zheng Yan nodded and said, "Occasionally, I also talk about it, but it's mostly derogatory, probably saying that there must be people everywhere who will be punished."

Dingzhen smiled, probably thinking it was very interesting, "At the beginning, an official of the Imperial History Observatory who was in charge of supervising the construction of the temple felt that the imperial envoy supervised the world, and this is no exception, but the patriarch made it clear that the Buddha can only have Buddha in the Buddhist hall, so the official put the crow statue symbolizing the imperial envoy at the door of here, and the patriarch reluctantly agreed with the official that if the statue is automatically damaged in the future, it will not be re-erected, except here I believe that it will not be seen anywhere else."

Zheng Yan nodded, I really haven't seen it, the northern Taoist sect worships the crow as a sacred bird, and the northern and southern sects of Buddhism do not have the saying that the protector god has the crow law, but there are many legends of crows in the southwest Tantra and witch religion, then again, since the crow on this side seems to be added temporarily outside the plan, then in order to symmetry the side hall on the other side must also add one, what will it be?

"Two thousand years ago, the Taihua demon king Lu Yin led the nine heavenly demons and tens of thousands of demons under the seat, united with the forces of Yu Danzhou to raise troops to the south, all the way like a bamboo, first smashed the capital Chang'an, and then the soldiers pointed directly at Luoyang, the emperor of the Yin Dynasty sent the Zheng clan and several other families to lead troops to resist, after eight years of fierce battles, the coalition army was beaten back here, and the army led by the Zheng clan also built the defense line of Pingyang Pass here, and then it was a hundred years of tug-of-war on this line of defense, war and peace, Lu Yin's nine heavenly demons lost six, the earth demon and the little demon were killed and injured a lot, and the Yin Dynasty and Yu Danzhou also suffered countless lossesAt that time, the abbot of the Jingjie Temple, Hui Shida, while persuading the two sides to cease fighting, while helping to surpass the souls, six of the heavenly demons who died in the battle left an idea on the statue of the protector in order to thank them, to protect the temple until the death of the gods, and among these six heavenly demons, there is a black demon, that is, the idea that just entered the body of the son", the monk Dingzhen said,

Zheng Yan was a little embarrassed again, "Can you get it out?",

Dingzhen shook his head and said, No, the gods have been guarding the Pure Ring Temple for two thousand years, and they are going to stay at will, not to mention that the vertical statue is also broken, so we should be grateful to the childe; the child does not have to worry, the general divine thoughts will bring in some of the owner's scattered memories and certain emotions, and some may help the new master to stimulate some potential, but it will inevitably die out when it plays a role, and then let the old man help the son to use it, just now to test whether the son has Buddha nature, is to ensure that the son is not affected by the god in a bad direction when the old man uses the Dharma, the son has Buddha nature, and the Dharma can be smoothly accepted is the best”，

Zheng Yan said helplessly, "I'm a little worried when I hear you say this, after all, my surname is Zheng, oh, I haven't introduced myself to the abbot, my name is Zheng Yan, a native of Luoyang",

Monk Dingzhen looked full of interest after hearing this, but he still said, "Everything has an old man, although the son can rest assured",

After explaining some precautions to Zheng Yan, and taught a set of Buddhist meditation formulas, it is said that it has a good effect of clearing the heart and concentrating the mind, especially the best for absorbing divine thoughts, Zheng Yan has seen a lot of meditation ideas, and the sixteen visualizations of Buddhism have been read through, but this set of "Dream Girl View" has not been heard, and after listening to the explanation of the monk Dingzhen, it is even more weird, this is not teaching people to be obscene?

No, it's not lewdness, it's a clear feeling, accept and then carve, a bit of Tantric joy Zen meaning, it seems that they are forked, really very vulgar, vulgar unbearable.

After a while, Zheng Yan said that he had no problem, Dingzhen nodded towards the door, and the old monk who had swept the floor in the courtyard before sat on the threshold with a broom facing outward,

I saw that the monk Dingzhen closed his eyes and his face began to become peaceful, and he pinched a Dharma seal with one hand, and soon there were bursts of Sanskrit singing to remember, and then the handprint changed into a fearless seal, and a golden Buddha phantom appeared on his body, and the phantom was emitted from the Dingzhen monk's body, and all entered Zheng Yan's eyebrows.

Zheng Yan only felt a burst of warmth and comfort, and began to meditate on the meditation method according to the previous instructions, and soon a woman in white with her back to herself appeared in her consciousness, the woman's body was graceful and her hair was shawl, everything was so short and full of charm, Zheng Yan couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, quickly stepped forward and wrapped around the woman's waist, and said softly, "Yue'er, what are you doing these days?"

The woman's body seemed to be a little stiff, and she turned to look at Zheng Yan fixedly, Zheng Yan laughed helplessly, "Good heart Luo, don't you want to laugh in my consciousness?"

Xinluo pursed his lips and hugged Zheng Yan tightly, completely buried the head of the mantis into his arms and refused to come out, Zheng Yan was a little distressed, stroked the woman's thin back and said softly, "If you want to tell me your secret one day, okay?"

The woman in her arms raised her head and chuckled, "Do you want to know so much?",

Zheng Yan was stunned for a moment, and he put one hand on the woman's beautiful face and smiled, "I've always wanted to know, but you didn't help me inquire."

It turned out that the woman in her arms had become Yingyue again.

Suddenly, a pitch-black and shiny extremely handsome crow landed on Zheng Yan's shoulder, Zheng Yan turned his head to look at the crow, and suddenly the whole person fell into this guy's eyes, but there was still Yingyue's waist and hands at hand, as well as the familiar warm fragrance.

The next moment, I suddenly found myself holding Yingyue in a wilderness, and there was a proud and independent burly figure standing in front of me, which seemed to be deeply immersed at a glance, and all the brilliance between heaven and earth seemed to be gathered on this person, which made people yearn for it so eagerly. Just when he was about to sink, suddenly there was a Sanskrit singing, a plain hand caressed his face, looked down with difficulty, and saw a delicate and perfect face looking at himself gently,

Familiar, yet extremely unfamiliar!

Zheng Yan was suddenly startled, and subconsciously wanted to let go of the woman in his arms and step back, but his body didn't listen to the call, so he could only shout in his heart, "This is not Yingyue!"

The woman is also wearing a white gauze skirt, which is different from Yingyue's demure and elegant, more like the heroic martial arts of the phoenix, with slender eyebrows and sideburns, and narrow eyes like a phoenix, but also blazing, her body is a mess, and it seems to be full of strength, looking at Zheng Yan's expression at this moment, for some reason, she began to become a little complaining and charming;

Zheng Yan turned to look behind him, his eyes were full of endless spirits and Terran sergeants, and then looked ahead, a mile away was a continuous neat military formation, all white-clothed, white-armored and white-horse, just in the middle of the horse is particularly conspicuous, and the back that attracted him before, Zheng Yan suddenly found that he had seen this person, no, he had seen his portrait, in the Yiwang Mountain Ancestral Temple!

This is the great battle between the Yin Dynasty and the Northern Demon Clan Yudanzhou Alliance Army two thousand years ago!

The opposite military array is the army of the Yin Dynasty led by his ancestors!

I'm standing here!

Looking at himself again, he was dressed in a black suit, wearing a big coat full of black feathers, and then finally remembered that he had fallen into the memory of the crow, and the figure in front of him was probably a generation of peerless demon king Lu Yin, and the peerless military general opposite must be Zheng Yeguang, the ancestor of Zhongxing of the Zheng family.

Realizing that the woman next to him was looking at him gently, Zheng Yan felt extremely strange at this time, guilty for no reason, and wanted to say sorry to this woman, I don't know why, the heavenly demon crow looks like it should be her lover, right? Suddenly everyone became nervous, the woman turned to look ahead, her expression was heroic, and a majestic horn sounded to remember, followed by a tsunami-like cry of the mountains, and suddenly everyone began to charge overwhelmingly.

Under the agitation, Zheng Yan felt that he had lost his dominance over this body, and let him charge and fight, only a sharp claw like a steel knife tore apart many Yin Dynasty soldiers, harvesting young lives one by one like a black death, Zheng Yan wanted him to stop, but he couldn't do anything, obviously the feeling brought by killing was so strong.

The strong feeling began to erode his consciousness, and after a while, his consciousness seemed to return to his body, but he didn't want to stop, he just wanted to kill all the enemies in white armor, the battlefield where 10,000 people, hundreds of thousands of people, and hundreds of thousands of people were fighting, no one could not sink, I don't know when the woman in white appeared beside him again, she smiled and smiled, "yourself" laughed, and turned to look at a white-armored general who was also killing in all directions not far away.

The battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people roared on the Jin Ge Iron Horse, the blood was burning, and the lives were also burning, no one cared about this, only thinking about killing, is this what Qiu Qing and they said about fighting in battle formations? It was really addictive! "Zheng Yan" took off the big hat on his body, and the white-armored general opposite also ripped off the white cloak on his body, and there was not a single corpse or fighting soldier within a dozen zhang around the two, either it had been shattered and flew or had been wiped out, this was the battle of the strong.

Then the two began to charge at the same time,

"Mu Hanyang!"

"Zheng Yemang!",

One turned into a huge fire dragon, the other turned into a crow of considerable size with black flames, the red flame and the black flame collided, it seemed that everything was quiet for a moment, Zheng Yan watched his consciousness begin to shatter, one was a woman in white anxiously came, one was a hundred zhang radius turned into a magma hell, and there was a ...

I don't know how long it took for the picture to start converging, defeating, retreating, shattering, converging again, fighting, fighting, breaking back, ambushing, etc., constantly fighting and retreating, despair, dead silence, anger, hysteria...

The picture converges again, it is also in the military formation, but the scale of the military formation behind him is obviously much smaller, the woman in white next to her is still there, I don't know why I am relieved, the opposite side is the tall city wall, the city wall is hunting and hunting flags, and the battle array is like a cloud under the city.

The military tent was noisy, the powerful qi machine had been rioting, the tables and chairs had long been shattered, and there seemed to be a contrasting dead silence outside, but the wails of pain could still be heard.

"Zheng Yan" sat in a corner and closed his eyes to recuperate, a big man with a tiger's back roared and said that he wanted to kill Pingyang Pass, a thin old man sneered and mocked that it was just a death sentence, a handsome man in a brocade robe proposed to summon the demon clan with the ability to fly and escape to carry poison to poison the water source on the ground and underground, a rough and wooden man sneered and made a despicable appearance, so he began to quarrel again.

A woman in black kicked out several of the most noisy people with a few domineering kicks, and the military tent was quiet for a while, and she looked at the middle-aged man who was sitting on the main seat inexplicably.

The man glanced at "Zheng Yan", and then looked outside the military tent, and after a while, the people below obviously lost their patience and began to talk in a whisper. There was a gust of wind blowing into the tent, and a graceful woman in white walked in, first glanced at "Zheng Yan" and nodded slightly, then walked to the front and whispered, "The Yudanzhou coalition army has begun to retreat."

As soon as the words came out, the entire military tent suddenly boiled, and the cursing came one after another, and the crowd was excited.

The picture was shattered again, and when it gathered, the surroundings were already empty, "Zheng Yan" looked at the man in front of him and shook his head with a smile,

"Hanyang, you shouldn't have accompanied me to death", the man looked at the endless "white wave" slowly pushing over in the distance and said softly,

"You took the lead, my idea should be that we should be sent to death, otherwise it will not be good to go back",

"Heh, didn't Bai Yu Ning Xiu die in vain?

"Even you say 'demon race', it seems that you really read too many books of the human race, I don't cultivate the way of heaven, I can't see the future, as for the future you said, I never longed for it, and you did this just for you",

"Thank you", ,... "Didn't you say goodbye to Jingfeng?" I seemed to be very angry when she left,

"I have accompanied you generously to death for you and your plan, can you not be a child at such a time?"

......

"If you have the opportunity to say sorry for me and Jingfeng, you both said that you Zheng clan made a promise, and I will agree to you",

Zheng Yan looked at the back of the young man who rushed into the enemy formation with Lu Yin after saying something to himself, was stunned, is this how this magnificent war ended? There was a terrible cry behind him, "Hanyang!", a white figure flew quickly over, Zheng Yan wanted to raise his hand to grab her, but his outstretched hand grabbed an empty space, and then his consciousness was torn apart by the belated qi machine,

How can this be? I'm just looking at a painting, right? Why can the person in the painting have an effect on me? Is this a celestial demon? I can actually travel through time!