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The bells rang for a long time, spreading all over the four directions of the spiritual platform. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's... Square Inch Clock!"

In the Lingtai Temple of Mount Meru, there is a bell of the town temple, called Fang Cun.

The square inch bell, in the Lingtai Temple, is not a major event, when the bell rings, all the creatures of Sumeru, can be heard between the square inches.

This time, the reason why Fu Nian went out was because he was awakened by this bell.

The top of Mount Meru, the top of Lingtai Temple.

People come and go, and there is a lot of going and going.

Thousands of years have passed, Fu Nian is dressed in a gray monk's robe, a black robe, and his eyebrows and beards are all white.

Walk on the path to the temple.

There are many people who no longer know Fu Nian.

In the same way, there are many new disciples who no longer know Fu Nian.

However, it doesn't matter to him.

He came here just to keep the bell ringing.

The central hall of Lingtai Temple, in the Bodhi Dharma Hall.

Under the green lantern seat, before the golden body of the Buddha, Fu Nian saw his master, Fa Ming.

"You're here..."

"I'm coming..."

Thousands of years have passed, and Fa Ming has become the so-called abbot of Lingtai.

Compared with a thousand years ago, his appearance looks older and older, and his eyes have become wiser.

"You really still cultivated the Bodhi Fa..."

Looking at Fu Nian, Fa Ming let out a long sigh, and in the sigh, he was helpless.

Hearing this, Fu Nian was silent, and after being silent for a long time, he looked at Fa Ming and said slowly:

"Master, the disciple has something unclear..."

"There is a Dharma of positive results in the temple, why don't you let the elders of the past dynasties practice this Fa...?!..."

In the Lingtai Temple, the Bodhi Dharma, the Supreme Heart Sutra, flows from generation to generation.

The position of the protector of the Dharma on the Lingtai is set up to protect this Dharma.

It's just that, in addition to the so-called protectors of the Dharma, the rest of the monks in the Lingtai Temple, don't say the meaning of protecting the Dharma, I'm afraid they haven't even heard the name of this scripture.

Even the so-called Lingtai Protector, when this Dharma is preached, it is accompanied by ancient precepts.

Lingtai monks, if they know this method, they can't cultivate if they have obsessions.

"Hehe..."

The monks in the world, those who can survive in the world forever and have achieved something, which one does not rely on the attachment of the heart.

In this case, isn't this ancient precept meant to tell the monks of later generations that although this method is preached, it is categorically impossible to cultivate.

Fu Nian didn't understand, even so, what was the point of setting up this position of protector of the spiritual platform.

Listening to Fu Nian's words, Fa Ming slowly spoke, but he didn't answer Fu Nian directly, but asked him another question.

"You should have been to the Black Tiger Tribe..."

"Well..."

Fu Nian couldn't help but respond.

Somehow, at this moment, Fu Nian always felt that there seemed to be an indescribable bitterness in Fa Ming's unusually old voice.

"Sure enough... Bad fate..."

Seeing this, Fa Ming first sighed, and then began to speak to himself in an incomprehensible tone.

"Thousands of years ago, I was obsessed with a thought, just like you... Therefore, in disregard of the ancient admonitions, he cultivated the Bodhi Dharma..."

"It's just that the difference is that I know more than you, and I'm more paranoid..."

"Just because, you are cultivating because of attachment, and I am attachment because of cultivation"

"My paranoia is the law itself..."

"Dharma Bodhi, Dharma Bodhi..."

"The ancient teachings of Lingtai have been passed down from generation to generation, and this method must not be cultivated..."

"But I don't know that it is these words that make the Dharma protector one line, and the generations will be obsessed with it..."

"I've had thoughts like you..."

"I've doubted, hesitated, persevered..."

"It's just because, my master, died because of this Fa..."

"It's just because, my senior brother, because of this method, has cultivated himself to the fullest, suppressed under the spring of the East China Sea, and will never enter the land of the East Earth..."

"The more obsessed you are, the more difficult it is to understand, the more you can't stop the obsession in your heart, and eventually... I have done this..."

"Have you been guided by your heart and soul to go to the Black Tiger Tribe..."

"Do you know why..."

It seems to be a memory, it seems to be regret, it seems to be persistent, it seems to be helpless.

The more he talked about the end, the incomprehensible emotions in Fa Ming's body began to become deeper and deeper.

"I don't know..."

Somehow, as soon as this statement came out.

Fu Nian's heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of panic.

He had a hunch that Fa Ming's next words might be shocking to the world.

"In the past, like you, I heard that there were two black tigers in Wei and ruined the lives of many colleagues, and with the idea of subduing demons in my heart, I was guided by my heart to go to the black tiger tribe..."

"The closer I got to that place, the only thing I had in my heart was the idea of slaughtering those two fierce tigers..."

"Subduing demons, subduing demons, that feeling of whim, makes me think that this is the meaning of subduing demons in Bodhi..."

"But I don't know that after the demon tiger is ambushed, all this is just the beginning..."

"Bodhi Dharma... Huh..."

"Do you know what Bodhi is and what the Dharma is?!"

"Defeat all the demons, demons... And what?!"

"On a whim... In fact, it's just a lot of demonic thoughts..."

"The so-called guidance, but attracted by the demon body..."

"The root of everything comes from a glass skeleton enshrined in the Black Tiger Tribe..."

"What a skeleton, but the so-called holy relics of the Black Tiger Tribe...?!"

Hearing Fa Ming's words, Fu Nian suddenly remembered what the child said in the past, and the tribal holy relics that were spied on by many Buddhist people.

"Relic... Maybe it's right?!hehe..."

Who knew that Fa Ming heard this, but he laughed twice without knowing the meaning.

It seems to be self-deprecating, and it seems to be sarcastic.

After the laughter, Fa Ming slowly said a secret that surprised Fu Nian:

"That's just a golden body of my Lingtai Temple in the past to cultivate the Bodhi Dharma Patriarch..."

"What?! Someone has actually cultivated this Bodhi Fa-rectification?!"

"The bone color is flawless, like glass, which can lead to colorful streamers and fall from the sky..."

"Seven colors of glaze, praise to the Buddha..."

"There is no fear of all laws, and no evil invades... It's for the Golden Body Bodhi..."

"You heard it right, that... It is in my Lingtai Temple on Mount Meru, since ancient times, the only one who has cultivated the Dharma Bodhi Sutra... The golden body left by the second ancestor Huineng Patriarch..."

"I see..."

Fu Nian never imagined that there was such a secret in this.

"It's just that since the second ancestor Bodhi has already cultivated into a golden body, why don't you pass on this method to Lingtai, but in a remote small tribe..."

Fu Nian directly said the doubts in his heart.

Listening to his words, Fa Ming did not answer, but asked rhetorically:

"Do you know what I found next to the golden body of the Huineng Patriarch..."

"What did you find?!"

"Found out... Two paragraphs..."

"A passage on the origin of the Dharma Bodhi Sutra..."

"Dharma Bodhi, is the Buddha who sat down in the past, the Buddha Su Bodhi Venerable, the way of enlightenment..."

"And the other paragraph is about the words of Patriarch Hui Neng when he cultivated the method of golden body Bodhi..."

"On the day when all the demons are subdued, you will be able to correct the Dharma Bodhi..."

"It's just that Fa-rectification is hard to achieve... The path of the predecessors is difficult for the future generations..."

"I found another way, using the demon blood as the guide and the demon bone as the base, to build this golden body Bodhi..."

"It's just... The golden body is easy to obtain, but the Buddha's heart is hard to find..."

"If you don't have bodhicitta and you only seek the golden body, how can you subdue the demonic thoughts in your body..."

"Is it possible, I really want to learn from the Buddhas of the Heavens, do that... The one who has no thoughts..."