Lu Feng stood at the window on the second floor, half of his face hidden in the darkness, watching the actions of everyone in this courtyard.

The windows of the watchtower are generally not large, as the most primitive function, used to defend against foreign enemies of the building, the window is impossible to be used as a decorative thing, Lu Feng half of the person hid behind the window, silently observing the movements of everyone below, watching the monks below look for firewood, stacking the corpses together.

Watch as the two red-clothed monks open the rattan chest, take out the divine tablets inside, as well as the dry intestines, the wet intestines protected by the secret curse, the heart, the liver, all kinds of blood, grave soil, spring water, and some more indescribable tributes, and prepare to curse those enemies who have hurt them with "stacks".

Looking at the distance Master Longgen holding the mantra in both hands, silently praying for blessings, watching as those private soldiers of the Garing family who did not know whether they were alive or dead took out their knives, wanting to peel off the wolf skins on those dry wolf corpses, and wanted to use them to make mattresses to warm the bed.

After a war, everyone has something to do.

Behind him, Pema stood behind him with his hands folded and prayed for his guru.

"Not moving, it shouldn't be."

Lu Feng suddenly said to Bai Ma behind him.

Bai Ma raised his head in astonishment, looking at his master, for some reason, Lu Feng began to pace on the second floor, of course he had not forgotten the result of the battle with the "Shengfan Wizard" not long ago, the never-ending, scorching red wind, and the hands that kept dragging him and wanted to drag him in.

Standing in that world, the mountain made of red copper.

These scenes kept turning around in Lu Feng's heart, as if the mountain was really stuck in his heart, coming and going for I don't know how many steps, he suddenly sat down again, this time, his expression was much calmer.

He said, "Oh, Baima, go downstairs and pray for me, if the two monks look for me, tell them to stop for a while." ”

"Yes, Lord."

Baima bowed on the ground before leaving, guarding the gate of the watchtower, and not calling anyone to come up.

Lu Feng put the ancient scroll in front of him.

In the ancient scroll he opened, the third part also appeared in the appearance of all of you's life, and these were all born to this small raid.

The so-called Shengban is a contemptuous name for the rest of the races, and the Shengban mentioned by the Endless White Pagoda Temple is actually some ethnic groups that live in the depths of the Great Snow Mountain and the edge of the no-man's land.

The monks and nobles of the Endless White Pagoda Temple thought that they "did not respect the Dharma", "were bewitched by the evil gods of the outer way", and "suffered the rejection of the Great Ri Rulai", and the light of the Buddha did not shine on them, they could not speak human words, nor did they understand human nature, so they called them Shengfan, showing that they were the same identity as wild wolves and wild dogs.

They will rob some monks who go out on a procession, or attack some villages, kidnap the men, women and children inside, and also take away the sheep and yaks of the old men, these will definitely not be so simple, Lu Feng stroked these patterns, feeling the kind of "wisdom" and "quiet" thoughts that continue to arise from the ancient scrolls.

Lu Feng thought back to everything he had come from step by step, sat down cross-legged, and felt the hot wind that seemed to come from under his feet, Lu Feng glanced at the ground, the ground was still very stable, it was not that the wind moved, it was that his heart was constantly turbulent, and his unmoved mind was not quiet.

That is what is called the shattering of Buddha nature.

The unmoved heart is like a layer of armor, protecting the true nature of the person, and the immovable heart turned into the Dharma is broken, and the true nature of the person is naturally unable to resist those great horrors, great fears, and great fears, that is, if they can't surrender those true natures, they will naturally turn into tricks, and even more, after the Buddha nature is broken, he falls into the great terror and turns into an external god, Lu Feng is fine today, naturally because the ancient scrolls in his hands are blessing him.

Protects his true nature.

For him, today's visualization of the Vajra Hell made him think of the scene of the unmoved heart of the back mountain, the scene of giving to himself and making offerings, the sixth-order monks watching the mural at night, and completing the sixth-order "unmoved" study under the gaze of the great day Rulai on the mural.

But until now, Lu Feng felt that the abandoned mandala in the back mountain was not so simple, he met the spirit of the Dharma Venerable who built the temple hundreds of years ago, and the black sheep in the mandala, and taught him the method of Mahamudra.

The complete Mahamudra method is dedicated to the deity of the "Lord of the Treasure Horde", and the mandala of the complete "Lord of the Treasure Horde" should be in the main temple of Zaju, and the "hum" should be recited in the mouth.

He is in this mandala, but because there has been no fire offering here for hundreds of years, he is awakened, and the Endless White Pagoda Temple regards this place as a place where the monks of the sixth order comprehend the unmoved mind, and the monks have not comprehended the unmoved mind, how to hold the secret mantra to improve, let alone hold a fire puja that can awaken him.

Therefore, the first generation of the temple was built in the mandala, but the deity offered by the mandala was not him, and he was not the protector of the Dharma, the Bodhisattva.

On the mural, the Dharma seal he held in his hand was neither the body of wisdom nor the body of the law, and in the end, the immovable body was devoured by the treachery, but it reappeared, this is not moving?

Broken Bloodlines......

The temple has been built for so many years, and it has never been known.

So, is this treacherous devouring scene clean or unclean?

The great day is coming, is it?

Or is it not there?

Yes, or no?

Bursts of coolness were blessed in Lu Feng's knowledge, Lu Feng felt that his brain was incomparably clear, and everything hit his brain, as if something was conceived in his own knowledge, but it was just a little bit worse, and it could erupt.

"It should be here, but the mind is chaotic, and all sentient beings are like coming to hide."

The strange rhyme around Lu Feng is getting stronger and stronger, there is already a hot wind blowing from around him, the red copper mountain peak he has seen today looms at his feet, Lu Feng recites the six-character mantra, and nourishes his own knowledge with the rhyme of compassion, and pursues it all over the world.

Finally, in the midst of his nyoraizang, a great fire suddenly came out, appearing from his skull crown chakra, and connecting with the great compassion rhyme of his umbilical cord bottom chakra.

Like cooking oil on fire!

As soon as the two met, the six-character mantra in the mercy rhyme collided with the word "hum", directly turning into a fire of compassion, scorching all his memories of that day in this fire of compassion, whether it was a mural or a mandala, or that "seed word", all of them were in the fire, like a piece of real gold, began to smelt, turned into liquid, and pounced.

Except for the six-character mantra that exists like an eternal and unchanging eternal existence, standing still, everything else has turned into gold and water in this flame and has been re-forged!

Lu Feng opened his mouth and said, "It's clear, it's clear." ”

"Nothing to worry about."

"No abbot!"

"That's why I don't want to be moved."

"There is no giving, no taking, no hindrance, no hatred."

"The heart has no place to live, and the mind is born!"

Lu Feng recited the six-character Da Ming mantra, and the great mercy rhyme appeared from the chakra under his umbilical cord, and the cycle was repeated in the chakras of his whole body, and all the scenes of learning "not moving the heart" that day were reproduced in his mind, and every detail was never let go.

These things and memories seem to exist in this world themselves, and he just retrieves the memories of this world.

Under the fire of his mercy, these memories completely turned into "golden molten gold water" that appeared from the void, pounced on him with a head and face, and covered him into a "little golden man"!

Around him, there seemed to be the foul smell of corpses.

Those inhuman tricks slowly appeared from the void, not only that, even outside the watchtower, you can also see the twisted void, want to climb out of the countless tricks, with the watchtower as the center, the trick slowly paved out, to drag the watchtower into the trick.

Master Longgen looked at the watchtower, and so did the two remaining masters, they wanted to rush forward, but they were blocked by Baima, and they were not allowed to come forward, no matter who it was, Baima was just a word.

"My Guru is practicing here, no matter who you are, don't disturb me!"

If you say two more words, the two lamas feel that Baima may be about to turn into anger and defend their own deity, but in desperation, the two monks look at each other, and don't know what to do at all, so they have to tie their hands under this watchtower, watching the sky turn into a big hand burning with karmic fire, wanting to turn into reality from the void and grab the Yongzhen Master in the watchtower!