Thousands of years ago, Zhongzhou Star was the era of "bright stars" for monks, and there were many major sects, and countless monks sought the way of heaven together. In the world, the "House of Compassion" of Zen Buddhism is also a believer among hundreds of millions of mortals, and the light is compassionate, like the bright moon in the sky.

Nowadays, there is no trace of countless talented monks, and the remnants of Zen Buddhism are also withering day by day.

The earliest "Compassion Temple" had two kinds of mountain gate practice, one was "universal appearance", which was to think of sorrow and suffering every day, and to purify all sentient beings. The first is the "Tantric Dharma", the Vajra Wheel, the Dharma Protector and Good Deeds.

Nowadays, only the current Yuanjue monks are left in the "Puxiang" lineage, and the "Tantric Law" lineage only had Jinglian monks more than ten years ago.

It's not that Yuanjue doesn't want to recreate the universal light of the "Compassion Temple" in the past, but in fact, for thousands of years, it is extremely difficult to have a "Zen child" reincarnated, or it is an occasional encounter, and the "Zen child" also has no "wheel" and cannot practice "Tantric Zen".

When I met Jinglian, I felt happy in my heart, and I had already chanted the "Dhara Mantra". After that, he looked at the Jinglian with his discerning eyes - the "heart" gave birth to four petals, and the "mind" appeared as the "King Kong Wheel". Yuanjue then enlightened the Jinglian with the "Bodhi Empowerment", which was the most consuming meditation thought, and fully consumed the 200 years of dry wood meditation of the "Four Noble Truths".

Yuanjue didn't care about the two hundred years of dead wood meditation that was lost.

This is because the "heart" of Jinglian gives birth to four petals, that is, the supreme "four immeasurable minds" that can be cultivated, and the four levels of compassion, compassion, joy, and renunciation are all immeasurable, that is, it is carrying three thousand worlds and has its own Hinayana nirvana fire.

"Reading" the "Vajra Wheel" can cultivate the "Tantric Method". Vajra wheel, the Buddhas appeared, to break the demons.

Now the secluded world is about to be fully opened. Yuanjue looks at the lotus, and the heart has an understanding. This time the disciples will become enlightened in the practice of the "Four Immeasurable Minds". But in his Zen heart, there are still some hidden worries.

Therefore, he used the "Three Secret Divine Skills" to tap the wooden fish, turning the Sanskrit sound into silence, and "ringing" all over the thick earth city.

Jinglian's Zen practice emphasizes the smooth flow of the heart. This time, because of the exquisiteness of the child, the joy of Zen heart, and the tranquility, I didn't know it, and I was already a little addicted to it.

Fortunately, three Sanskrit sounds triggered the Vajra wheel, and Jinglian smiled and raised her hand at the half-sized children and girls who were already chattering, but she didn't see anyone respond. He was full of Zen incense, and he had nothing to love, and after turning around a few steps, he disappeared into the endless crowd.

Although Wujiu Street and Yuanchu Street are not far apart, Jinglian broke through the barrier of the bamboo forest with the King Kong Wheel and walked into the courtyard leisurely, the sun was already completely setting in the west.

I saw that the master was still quietly looking at the lotus flowers in the "mountains and seas" like dead wood. Jinglian took off the long gown on her body and took off the square scarf that covered her top. Dressed in an earthy yellow monk's robe, he couldn't hide his extremely delicate face and a four-petaled pure lotus that seemed to grow on the top of his bright head.

Not avoiding filth, Jing Lian stumbled and sat beside the master at will, looking at the master's face like dead wood, Jing Lian's face was sad, her hands were knotted with nectar seals, and she recited the Hinayana Nirvana Sutra.

As the practice of "Tantric Method" gradually became more and more advanced, Jinglian could already fully manifest the "Jun Benli" Ming King. And this deity is in the "Tantric Law", pardoning the Ming king in the south, or washing sentient beings with nectar, moistening the body and nourishing the mind, and helping the realm to practice. Or with wrath holding a halberd to protect the Dharma, two snakes enter the body, and seize the realm and press it.

Such as the ancient temple morning bell like the sound of Sanskrit, the top of the head of the Jinglian is not thorns, not painted, the natural texture of the four-petal pure lotus is completely blooming in an instant, the Zen light rising from the back, the shape is like King Kong**, ** is about two zhang high, within **, the two heads and four arms of the "Jun Benli" Ming Wang has been fully revealed, revealed.

King Ming of the "Army" held the net bottle high in both hands and held the halberd in both hands. Purple brocade is the heavenly clothes, bound and the top of the back, and the green table is the head of the heavenly clothes, divided to the left and right. The crotch is pulled with tiger skin, and the shin of the two feet is dished with red snakes.

The two songs of King Ming of "Jun Benli", one is happy and the other is angry. At this time, with the chanting of Jinglian's Sanskrit sound, the joy of King Ming of "Jun Benli" faced Yuanjue, smiling, holding the net bottle of hands kept waving, and wisps of Jinglian's Zen thoughts turned into nectar, coming out from the mouth of the bottle, like Feifei spring rain, constantly floating to all parts of Yuanjue's body.

Jinglian appeared as King Ming of "Jun Benli" with Vajra**, chanted the "Hinayana Nirvana Sutra", and turned nectar into nectar with Zen meditation, nourishing the dead wood that had been consumed for two hundred years after meditation, and the body and hair and skin lost more and more vitality.

Like the Sanskrit sound of the morning bell gradually dispersed above the lotus pond, the lotus flower in the pond seemed to be washed away by a drizzle for a while, the white was extremely refreshing, and the leaf green was intoxicating.

Yuanjue's dry and wrinkled face is also like dead wood bathing in rain, and gradually there is a spring moistening.

Yuan Jue looked at Jing Lian's somewhat depressed expression after consuming Zen thoughts, and looked at the four petals of Jing Lian's head on the top of Jing Lian's head, one of which could only faintly see its shape.

Yuan Jue reached out and gently stroked the top of Jinglian's head, and let out a long sigh,

"Idiot"

"Master's skin, it's still damaged for a hundred years of meditation!"

Jinglian lay lazily on the edge of the pond, trying to reach a dead lotus leaf by the lotus pond with her feet, and said as a matter of course,

"Master, have you forgotten that renunciation is also the practice of the four immeasurable minds. ”

"It's the master who is in love!" Yuan Jue nodded with a smile: "Disciple, your compassion is smooth, and it is indeed suitable for the cultivation of the four immeasurable minds."

When Jing Lian heard her master say this, she no longer used her feet to reach the dead lotus leaf, turned over, and nodded with a smile on her face.

In Zen Buddhism, disciples who practice the "Tantric Method" do not have to sit and meditate day after day, do not have to abide by the rules and precepts, as long as they keep their own hearts and share good and evil.

Yuan Jue looked at the smile on the face of the apprentice, not as usual, smiling and scolding, showing a rare solemn expression.

Jing Lian looked at the master's face, speculated in her heart, put away the smile on her face, lowered her eyebrows and pleasing her eyes, and meditated cross-legged in front of Yuanjue.

Seeing the apprentice's style, Yuan Jue smiled bitterly in his heart.

This disciple of his own heart is pure and kind-hearted, but he can't stand the rigidity and artificiality, and his experience in the mundane is like a fish in water. But when you enter the world of cultivators, I don't know if it will be a toddler.

Seeing the rare "serious" Jinglian, Yuan Jue shook his head, and reprimanded in a deep voice with a smile on his face,

"Don't be so cowardly. ”

She always has to be scolded several times a day, Jinglian heard the familiar scolding from her master, shrunk her waist and collapsed, and immediately lost the appearance of "Baoxiang**". The two eyeballs like black crystals rolled back and forth, and immediately looked at the paper crane by the master's futon.

The thatched houses in the small courtyard, the bamboo fence and low walls, the vegetable furrows and ridges, and even the grass and trees are all done by the master and apprentice themselves, even if there is an extra blade of grass on the ground that does not belong to the small courtyard, after Jinglian was enlightened by the "Bodhi Empowerment", she has a congenital Aya insight, and you can find it with a rough glance. What's more, this paper crane opens its eyes and exudes a slight fluctuation like different Zen thoughts.

The paper crane was placed on the side of the futon, after the master scolded himself, he had a solemn face, and he didn't say anything about this paper crane until now, Jinglian moved her Zen heart, and after a little understanding, she put her hands together and asked respectfully,

"Master, your three Sanskrit voices transmitted, but because of this paper crane?"

Yuan Jue clasped his hands together and nodded silently. After watching the lotus for a few days, his Zen heart was slightly sick, and in the dark, he had already sensed that although the apprentice would have a chance this time, there would be a calamity that would accompany him.

There is a cause and effect, and since the apprentice asked about the paper crane, he can't escape this chance and calamity.

Yuanjue's Zen heart returned to tranquility, holding up the paper crane with his left hand, and using the "body" method in the Three Secret Divine Skills, gathering Zen meditation in his right hand, and gently pointing at the paper crane.

After the paper crane in his hand was lightly touched by Zen, there was no wind automatically, as if he nodded his head lightly, his wings spread and his body was relaxed, and he unfolded into a white paper in a blink of an eye, but the paper was as white as snow, and there was no ink in the clean.

Jing Lian carefully looked at the magic of the Dao shown by the paper crane, took the white paper from the master's hand with surprise in her eyes, raised it and looked at it, Aya's eyes had already seen through the obstacles on the paper.

In the eyes of Jing Lian, who came into contact with the monk's supernatural powers for the first time, different from the master's Zen thoughts, there is a compassionate and compassionate weight, and the monk's divine thoughts have the fierceness to pierce the sky.

After seeing through the obstacle with the eyes of Aya, and touching the words written with spiritual power on the white paper with Zen thoughts, on the white paper in his hand, the wisps of divine thoughts immediately dissipated completely, and the white paper in his hand, after a flash of light, instantly turned into nothingness.

The message of the paper crane is only eight words.

"On the Wangxiang platform, a pillar of soul incense. ”

These eight words have no head or tail, but Jinglian knows what Wangxiangtai is and why a pillar of soul incense is.

It is these eight words, Jinglian's Zen heart savored carefully, and her face showed a rare solemnity.

"Master, please enlighten your old man!"

When the paper crane opened it, Yuanjue already knew what was written on the paper. He once again quietly looked at the lotus pond named "Mountains and Seas" beside him, the green lotus that will be fully opened in more than ten days, and the eight characters on the paper have already made him have a clear understanding of the opportunity and calamity of his apprentice's eastward journey.

Jinglian's double ten years have both compassion and kindness, and maintain the innocence of a child. With such a mind, practicing the "Tantric Method" can be said to get twice the result with half the effort. But the glorious world is rarely a pure land. Yuan Jue originally wanted his disciples to make more gradual progress in the practice of "Tantric Law", at least to be able to summon the "King of Fudo Ming", the body and secret Dharma body of the "Three Secrets" of body, mouth and mind - sitting on the Panshi, holding the wisdom sword, cutting off troubles, protecting the Zen mind, and then coming into contact with the sinister world of monks.

But now due to fate, the intention of returning to protect has all turned into an infatuation.

Yuanjue Zen's heart rippled slightly, and he had decided to temporarily give up his pure heart and tell his apprentices one by one about the heavenly opportunities contained in the small world of seclusion.

"Suffering", "Gathering", "Extinguishing", "Dao", Yuan Jue silently recites the four-character mantra of "Four Noble Truths and Dry Zen Gong" in his heart, and dissolves the delusions left in the Zen heart with the heavy Zen thoughts of compassion and heavy meditation.

With just four words of mantra, Yuan Jue had lost several years of dead wood meditation, and without lag in body and mind, he stretched out his scorched and skinny fingers and drew a large circle on the ground in front of him.

The fingers scratch the ground silently, but like a brush splashing ink on bamboo paper, the brushstrokes keep flowing. Gradually, the geography of the mountains and rivers of Zhongzhou Star appeared one by one in the great circle.

Finally, Yuan Jue pointed out a small circle with his fingertips in Dongshengzhou, the northern end of the Tiancang Mountain Range.

Yuan Jue looked at the infinite surprise in Jing Lian's eyes, pondered for a moment, and slowly explained the origin of the paper crane's message, the small world of the relics, and the trace of heaven that Zhongzhou Star has hidden for thousands of years and cannot be described.