Zhi Dun was already a famous monk at that time, and he was able to talk to him about the scriptures, and let him have some understanding, and even had a far-reaching impact, which shows the profoundness of this powerful person.

The strange thing is that there was no record of such a person at that time, and none of them in contemporary times can match the number, after all, there are few who can surpass Zhi Dun in Buddhism.

There are a few who are on an equal footing with Zhi Dun, but their views are different, and they can almost be said to be in the opposite direction, let alone give Zhi Dun such a perception and experience.

After all, if Zhi Dun can be so interested in metaphysics and apply it to Buddhism, it should be a metaphysical master if nothing else.

There are even two factions of people, one faction stands for Buddhism and the other faction stands for metaphysics, and the two factions are inextricably quarrelling, and there is no clear result until now.

There are also those who doubt the authenticity of this codex, so much so that it has become a historical mystery that has not yet been solved.

"This master is really powerful."

"It must be good to be able to guide the master of Zhi Dun."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, there is no record left in history, and it has become a suspense."

The pilgrims who listened to the old monk's story talked about the past and the present, and felt sorry for this historical mystery.

……

However, the old monk's inadvertent words caused countless ripples in Ye Qin's heart in the dark.

Who is it who preaches the scriptures and preaches the sermon? Can even change the impact on the rest of his life?

Ye Qin thought of the questions that Zhi Dun asked himself in the mottled fragments of the years, all of which were the same as what the old monk had just said.

Whether it is Zhuangzi's leisurely journey or the later Prajna Learning, similar words, he once mentioned them to Zhi Dun.

Supporting these points of view is more like extending and summarizing his words.

At the beginning, Ye Qin only proposed a general framework, and after that, Zhi Dun continued to fill in and improve with the concept of Buddhism, take its essence and remove its dross, and finally evolved into the view that it was inherited by later generations.

"Could it be that I can really influence history invisibly? Or is it that the general trend has not changed, but I have left traces? ”

Ye Qin was shocked, at first he thought he was just a 'spectator', but as he continued to come into contact with the mottled fragments of the years, he found that he might be a 'passerby'.

History has made waves because of this, and the long river of time has derived many mysterious tributaries, and how many secrets have been hidden under the waves of time.

The old monk and the little monk gradually moved away, and Bai Yanfei was about to leave, but at this moment, she saw a green shadow in the corner of her eye.

"Huh?"

Bai Yanfei stepped forward quickly, but there was nothing under the wide banana leaves, as if the green light she saw just now was her illusion.

"Am I dazzled?"

Bai Yanfei searched everywhere, but never found anything.

"Fei Fei—"

Grandpa's call came from behind her, Bai Yanfei turned around, only to see the old man holding a yellow amulet, "Where have you gone, let grandpa find it." ”

"I'm just walking around the neighborhood."

The old man put the amulet around Bai Yanfei's neck, "This is for you, remember to wear it with you, it will bless you with you." ”

Bai Yanfei nodded, but her eyes kept wandering around, as if she was looking for something.

"What are Fei Fei Ling looking at?"

Bai Yanfei looked a little dazed, and in the face of her grandfather's inquiry, she subconsciously replied, "I seem to have seen a big snake just now." ”

The old man smiled, "I'm afraid you kid didn't see what kind of big snake came from in the temple." ”

Bai Yanfei thought about it and felt that it was too.

"While it's still early, let's go around again, the food here is very good, and there are side rooms, just so let's experience it here tonight, I heard that the Dharma is advanced here."

"What?" Bai Yanfei was suddenly a little helpless, and couldn't help but raise her voice, "Grandpa, are you still planning to live here at night?" ”

couldn't stand the old man's request, so Bai Yanfei had to agree.

With the departure of the grandfather and grandson, the place became completely quiet.

A rustling sound sounded from the southeast corner, like some kind of reptilian movement, and then everything was drowned out in silence.

Night slowly falls, the afterglow of the sunset shines on the sky, the original blue is a little darker, and the layers are blurred, looking like a landscape ink painting.

The tiles on the temple also reflect a bit of waves, like a sparkling orange light, and under the red wall, cigarette smoke curls and slowly blends into the setting sun.

The number of pilgrims has decreased much compared to the daytime, and most of the pilgrims who spend the night here are monks in yellow robes.

"Hum—"

The dull and heavy bell rang, and it was time for the Qiguang Temple to close the temple, and the evening drum and morning bell, the sunset finally fell into the darkness.

After dinner, Bai Yanfei and the old man listened to the monk's evening lecture for a while, and then returned to the wing room to rest.

The work and rest time in the temple are very regular, and I go to bed relatively early.

As the sound of the wooden fish chanting became quieter and quieter, until it finally disappeared, the whole temple fell silent, and there was no light at all.

The silver glow hung quietly in the night sky, and the temple seemed to be shrouded in a thin veil that seemed to be nothing, and a faint green light could be seen flickering.

Seeing that all the monks had rested, Ye Qin wandered around the temple, and finally came to the place where the scriptures were collected, although the door was closed, but naturally Ye Qin could not be stopped.

He slipped in silently.

Qiguang Temple is an ancient temple, and it was founded by the high monk branch, leaving a lot of ancient scriptures and ancient books, which is of considerable research value, but most of the parts here are manuscripts, not the original.

Originally, it was well collected by the host and put it in the safe, and it will definitely not be put outside in a grand manner.

There are rumors in the outside world that Qiguang Temple has a collection of scriptures and classics written by Zhi Dun himself, and for Ye Qin, whether it is the original or the descendants hand-copying, it doesn't matter much.

In that era, the Buddha and Xuan got along harmoniously and harmoniously, each with its own merits, which had a profound impact on future generations.

Tracing back to the origin, he also has a lot of reasons for Buddhism, and even has cause and effect at the beginning.

The White Bone Concept is one of the Buddhist practices, one of the five Zen methods of Buddhism, and thus gave birth to his original visualization of the "white bone".

Therefore, Ye Qin also felt something along the way, and he finally decided that the object of this visualization was the Buddhist scriptures!

There are many scriptures in the collection of Qiguang Temple, such as the Diamond Sutra, the Lengyan Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, the Vima Sutra, etc., but these are not what Ye Qin wants.

Although it is said that this visualization object is a Buddhist scripture, Ye Qin doesn't want to find a random copy, hoping to find something that is related to him.

At the right time, a book with a blue cover came into view, and it could be seen that it was often flipped, and the corners were rolled up, and a few large characters came into view.

Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra

The moment he saw it, Ye Qin felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Zhi Dun also talked to him about "Prajna", and even because of Ye Qin's views, he also founded the "Instant Color Sect", advocating the idea of "color is emptiness".

It played a great role in promoting the development of Prajna in Bactria at that time.

There is cause and effect in the dark.

Ye Qin's guidance on "Prajna" in the fragments of the mottled years can be said to have a far-reaching impact, which has been passed down to future generations, and now his visualization is exactly the "Prajna Heart Sutra".

Everything seems to have formed a complete and complete closed loop, spanning the distance of time and space, and finally reached perfection at this moment!

"Then it's you......"

Ye Qin opened the book, and the first sentence attracted him deeply.

[When contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom and walking in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. 】

[Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different color, color is empty, emptiness is color, by the desire to know, the same is true, relics. It is the emptiness of all laws, which is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased. 】

Prajna is a religious term meaning "ultimate wisdom" and "discerning wisdom," which refers specifically to the wisdom of truthfully knowing everything and the origin of all things.

The wisdom of prajna consists of six kinds, the so-called six prajnas, the first being the reality prajna, the second being the state prajna, the third being the literal prajna, the fourth being the convenience prajna, the fifth being the dependent prajna, and the sixth being the contemplative prajna.

The connotation of the six is Vajra Prajna.

The Prajna Heart Sutra is the sutra with the shortest words and the most profound and subtle interpretations in the Buddhist Mahayana canon.

In just 260 words, it condenses the essence of the 600 volumes of the Great Prajna Sutra; It has taken the essence of Shakyamuni's twenty-two years of Prajna.

It not only expounds the principles of 'the universe, life, dependent origination, and emptiness'; At the same time, it shows the physical use and function of the wonderful principle of Prajna Vacuum; Reality is the core of Prajna, the heart of the Dharma.

As Ye Qin's study became deeper and deeper, that mysterious and mysterious feeling came to his heart again, and the scriptures in front of him turned into golden lights, jumping in the air.

Ye Qin wanted to touch it, but found that those words seemed to have their own vitality, and instantly dispersed into a ball of golden light, like fireworks exploding.

In reality, nothing has changed, these are just conjectures derived from Ye Qin's visualization.

Knock, knock, knock......

It was clear that there was silence all around, but Ye Qin heard the sound of chanting wooden fish, looming, like Mahayana Buddhism, full of endless mysteries, deafening.

Ye Qin's soul lightened, as if floating in mid-air, and an attraction appeared in the underworld, making him head towards the place where the golden light appeared.

A splendid palace came into view, surrounded by supreme Buddha light, colorful and full of indescribable charm.

The sound of chanting became clearer and clearer, and the golden light gathered more and more, slowly converging into the shape of a lotus flower, and on the lotus, the Buddha faced all beings, and the expression on his face was compassionate and compassionate.

The clouds are surging, the golden lotus is suddenly appearing, the bodhisattvas of great compassion and arhats, standing around, full of gods and Buddhas, the light is shining, accompanied by Sanskrit sounds, washing Ye Qin's soul, and any troubles are swept away.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-contemplation, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering."

These gods and Buddhas opened their mouths in unison, and all they recited in their mouths was the "Prajna Heart Sutra", and the sound was not noisy, but seemed ethereal, looming, and unpredictable.

Ye Qin also subconsciously joined in and recited it together, as if he wanted to carve it deeply into his body.

"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, by thinking and knowing, the same is true, relics. It is the emptiness of all laws, which is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased. ”

The Heart Sutra of Prajna can break through the color and reveal the emptiness, develop wisdom, uncover the hypocrisy of the Dharma, and see the essence of the emptiness of the Dharma, which is also the way to reach the other shore through the sea of life and death.

As Ye Qin's visualization gradually got better, all kinds of conjectures became more extraordinary, but because the visualization object was a Buddhist scripture, these conjectures were all related to the Buddha.

Under the light of the Buddha, unconsciously, the original white bones are concretized, exuding a bright white light, and the eyes are as if there is a moonlight flowing, and a shallow crescent moon is faintly visible, which reflects each other with the body.

There is a thunder mark on the crystal bone on the forehead, and the Shangqing view on the palm of the hand is still small and exquisite, only occasionally showing the breath of time, and under the blessing of the scriptures, there is a little more mystery of Buddhism.

The mouth with white bones and hollow opened and closed, as if he was also studying the Buddhist scriptures with Ye Qin.

Airplanes!

On the imaginary spiritual level, the golden points of light seemed to be attracted by something, gathering towards the white bones, like fireflies, surrounding them.

If you look closely, these are not golden points of light at all, but small words, which seem to want to blend into the bones, but as if there is an invisible wall, blocking them all from the outside.

These words are full of supreme Dharma and power, and if they are fused with the bones, they will surely produce unexpected effects.

Sensing their proximity and intimacy, Ye Qin slowly opened his eyes, and the snake pupils were full of indescribable solemnity and solemnity.

"You're good, but it's not what I want."

These scriptures are good, condensing the essence of Buddhism, but they are someone else's thing, Ye Qin took a unique path, then his scriptures must be the same.

Contemplating the Buddhist scriptures is just a means of cultivation, not Ye Qin's cultivation method!

His Dharma must be enlightened by himself!

"No matter how good others are, they are only others, and they are not suitable for my Taoism."

"Since I am a demon ancestor, I should create a method of cultivating demons that belongs only to me and the demon clan!"

Once the thought comes to mind, you can't stop.

The Buddha is for mystery, and Ye Qin wants to combine the two and tailor a scripture for himself, so that he can adapt to his Taoism.

Although the words are simple, but how easy is it to say, from ancient times to the present, the formation of which scriptures and classics is a matter of one day, not to mention the only cultivation method in the world?

Even if Ye Qin's comprehension is extraordinary, even if he is already a demon pill demon, he can't do this.

If you fuse directly, it is of course a shortcut, and there is no trouble, but the upper limit is like that.

If you create it yourself, although it is a little troublesome, and I don't know if it will succeed, but there are infinite possibilities.

Ye Qin already had a faint frame in his heart, and after sensing his thoughts, the surrounding golden points of light gradually became dim and soon dissipated in the air.

He didn't feel sorry for it, and continued to meditate and delve deeper.

At the same time, the demon pill in the body consciously ran rapidly, and a golden silk thread slowly spread from it.

With Ye Qin's deep meditation, in an instant, the golden light was flourishing, and the thick accumulation of hair gushed out, like fireworks blooming, gorgeous to the extreme.

These threads are connected to each other, constantly moving over the bones, and finally coming together at the sternum.

As if conscious, the gold thread began to be engraved horizontally and horizontally.

Jin Dan is the pen, the white bone is the paper, slowly carved out a faint outline, and finally a word slowly took shape, and it was a "Qi" word!

The golden font contained an extraordinary charm, which woke up Ye Qin, and looking at the word "Qi" on the white bone, he couldn't help but fall into contemplation.

Qi is the foundation of the universe, in time and space, and in the biochemistry of all things.

Zhongyun in "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing: Su Wen": "Qi begins to be biochemical, Qi is scattered and tangible, Qi cloth is cultivated, and Qi is finally like change." ”

The transformation, growth, reproduction, and extinction of all things are all run through by Qi, which is the foundation and foundation of all things.

"Zhuangzi" cloud: "The life of a person, the gathering of Qi, the gathering is life, and the scattering is death." ”

And Ye Qin has cultivated so far, in addition to visualization, the "Qi" has been running through it from beginning to end, whether it is the innate Qi or the acquired Qi.

Even his Jin Dan is condensed according to "Qi".

seems to be a simple word, but it is a thousand pounds for him, and it can even be said to be his foundation and fundamental.

Soon the golden light dissipated, and the golden characters were embedded in the bones like this, but Ye Qin did not perceive any special power in it.

It is not known what the exact purpose is, but the very existence of the word is extraordinary.

"But if you think about it, the effect of feeding back should be very miraculous, such as the previous Taoist temples and water canals, which need to be explored."

After brewing for so long, only one word appeared in the white bones, Ye Qin was a little disappointed, but he quickly became relieved.

After all, this road is not easy to follow, and it is impossible to create a scripture in a moment.

Now that only one word has been engraved in his cultivation scriptures, it can already be regarded as a very good beginning!

In the future, you can continue to try to engrave until you carve a real demon scripture!

Thinking of this, Ye Qin was no longer entangled, and continued to study the "Prajna Heart Sutra", probably because he was too engaged, and even his body unconsciously swayed.

It is like the state of shaking the head of an ancient scholar when he reads, and the swing of the snake's tail is enjoyable.

At this time, it was already late at night, and there was silence in the temple, except for the sound of insects, and even the sound of the wind seemed to be still.

Under the moonlight, there was a sneaky figure, like a bat in the dark night, blending into the long night, quietly approaching the temple.

"I heard that there are hand-copied ancient scriptures in Qiguang Temple, and I don't know if it's true or not, if it's true, it must be able to sell for a lot of money."

"Dahei Liu said that recently, there are gringos who have bought these antiques at a high price, especially those related to Taoist metaphysics, which are really sand sculptures, and if you steal a copy this time, you will be sure to kill them and raise the prestige of our country."

The black shadow had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he was obviously not nervous.

He glanced at the closed door, then turned over and jumped, jumping off the wall, landing without any movement, and it could be seen that he was very athletic, obviously a practitioner.

During the day, Zhao Jianhua had already stepped on the point, taking advantage of the dead of night now, it was a good opportunity to start, and he soon came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, where most of the scriptures of Qiguang Temple were collected.

Zhao Jianhua glanced at the closed door, took out a wire from his pocket, and tinkered with the keyhole a few times, but the lock was opened in a moment.

No wonder he dared to touch Qiguang Temple alone in the middle of the night, it can be seen that he has some skills, whether it is climbing over the wall or unlocking.

With a "squeak", Zhao Jianhua gently pushed open the door, crept in, and looked around, all of which were scriptures.

The area of the scripture pavilion is still relatively large, divided into two places before and after, and the middle is blocked by a bookshelf.

Zhao Jianhua walked in cautiously, he has the ability to be different from ordinary people, at night, his eyesight is much better than that of normal people, at this moment, through the faint moonlight, he can see the scene inside, and there are a lot of messy scriptures on the ground.

It stands to reason that the monks in the temple should be able to tidy up, and it is impossible to make such a mess.

"Could it be that there are people from the same path who have patronized it before this?"

Looking at the scriptures on the ground, Zhao Jianhua muttered, he glanced hard at the innermost, but he was suddenly stunned, and his face changed slightly.

By the faint moonlight, he caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a human shadow on the ground in the corner?

Reflected in the moonlight, hazy.

This discovery startled him a lot, and the foot that had just stretched out immediately retracted as if he had been electrocuted.

Since there are figures, it means that there are other people in the Scripture Pavilion!

Zhao Jianhua was shocked, but he didn't leave immediately, because the shadow was motionless and obviously didn't know his existence, so there was no need to panic.

I have to say that this old boy is very experienced, bold and careful.

Zhao Jianhua held his breath and looked at the past in the night, but because of the angle, he didn't see the figure at all, only the shadow projected on the ground was very clear.

I saw that the figure was very slender, and this waist figure must be a woman, as if she was sitting on the ground at the moment, with her head down, she should be reading a book.

What a sickness!

I don't sleep most of the night, and I come here to read a book secretly?

Forget it, don't light the fucking lamp, it's even more like a thief than him!

Zhao Jianhua was really a little speechless in his heart, if he hadn't been careful and cautious, I am afraid that he would have been exposed at this time.

Fortunately, the man seemed to be engrossed in reading, and the shadow on the ground remained motionless, and he did not notice the intrusion of outsiders, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Looks like I won't be able to steal anything tonight!

In order to avoid startling the snake, Zhao Jianhua tiptoed to prepare to retreat, just in case, and looked back from time to time, but when he walked a few steps away, he was stunned for a moment.

Because he found that the shadow that was still on the ground in the corner just now suddenly disappeared?

He couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking that he was hallucinating, but when he looked closely, the corner was empty and there was nothing.

There was no movement, and the figure just vanished, as if out of thin air.

"Obviously they were still here."

It's so strange, the more Zhao Jianhua thinks about it, the more he feels that something is wrong.

If there are people inside, why is the outside door closed? And when he came in, it was also quiet, there was no sound, and it was surprisingly quiet.

But just now he did see the figure on the ground!

"It can't be a female ghost."

Zhao Jianhua sneered in his heart, and with a little curiosity and inquiry, he cautiously walked inside.

He walked very lightly, barely making any sound, his body was tense like a bowstring, but if he noticed the slightest mistake, he would immediately retreat.

However, when he approached the hazy moonlight, he finally saw the scene of the inner hall clearly!

"Grass!"

But he couldn't help but suddenly let out a groove in his heart, Zhao Jianhua's eyes widened involuntarily, and he felt endless regret.

Under the cold moonlight, you can clearly see that a huge green snake hovers under the bookshelf, covering its figure, its body swaying slightly, as if it is drunk, intoxicated, even the huge beast head is constantly swaying, the spread out scriptures are not far away, and under it, it turns out that it is shaking its head and reading the scriptures!

"The snake demon reads the scriptures, is this a fucking monster?"

The snake letter confided from time to time, the scarlet color deeply stabbed Zhao Jianhua's eyes, he couldn't move his legs at the moment, but his whole body was swinging, his face was pale with fright, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't spit out a word.

He suddenly remembered the figure he had seen earlier, was it a man or a snake?

Or is it simply the serpent that conjures up to confuse people and lure them over?

There is only one exit in the entire Scripture Pavilion, that is, the location of the gate where he just entered, the figure suddenly disappeared, but a big snake appeared that seemed to be reading the scriptures!

Just imagine, how can a normal person run here in the middle of the night to read a book and not light the lamp? And the figure suddenly disappeared, which was extremely ghostly.

All of this is full of inexplicable weirdness, the doubts and fears in Zhao Jianhua's heart finally reached their peak at this moment, all kinds of emotions are intertwined, cold hairs stand on end, and the bones are terrifying!

"Ahh

With a scream that pierced the night, the people of the entire temple woke up from their sleep, snapped a few times, and the lights were as bright as day for a while.

"What's the matter, I hear someone screaming."

"The voice seems to have come from the Scripture Pavilion."

"Everyone slept in the middle of the night, it is impossible that there is still anyone outside, could it be a thief?"

"Oops! There was a thief inside the temple. ”

Many monks dressed in robes walked out of the room one after another, and the temple that was quiet and peaceful instantly became lively.

The cold crescent moon hung in the sky, watching a good show happen.

Bai Yanfei, as a criminal policeman, can wake up when the wind blows, naturally she also heard the movement, and walked out of the room as soon as she got dressed, and the old man happened to open the door and look at the movement outside.

"Grandpa, stay in the room, I'll go see what's going on outside."

Worried about the danger outside, Bai Yanfei advised carefully.

The old man nodded, "Then be careful yourself." ”

The temple was brightly lit, and many monks followed the sound and ran towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Bai Yanfei was also among them, and the group was in a hurry, and finally arrived, but saw that the door was open!

(End of chapter)