Chapter 57: Scripture

Grandpa is no longer able to stay within three or four meters of his physical body like he did yesterday, and the restraints of his physical body seem to have disappeared. It was night, and Grandpa simply went out for a walk, he hadn't been out in months.

Seeing this, Ma Guo could only follow him out, and whispered: "Grandpa, you just stay here, don't run around, it's very dangerous outside, you better practice well, it's okay to bask in the moonlight here, the moonlight is a negative energy, and when you finish cultivating, you can meet everyone as soon as possible." ”

Although Grandpa wanted to walk around his home at this time, he could only dispel this idea when he heard him say this, after all, he was also a new ghost, and he didn't know anything, what he said, he could only do it, not to mention that after seeing his grandson's magical ability, he trusted it. Float out of the freshly built shed, basking in the moonlight.

At this time, Ma Guo was a little envious of his grandfather, this floating feeling, I haven't felt it for almost a year, free and easy!

I had nothing to do, and I couldn't sleep, so I simply took out a copy of the scriptures left by the Taoist priest in the mourning hall, sat under the shed, and then looked at it in the dim light.

This is a book of scriptures of the "Pure Land Text", looking at it, I feel that I don't feel anything, and I can't help but try to whisper it softly in my mouth: "Returning to life with one heart, Elysium, Amitabha Buddha, may I illuminate me with pure light, take me with a merciful oath, I am now mindful, call the name of the Buddha, for the Bodhi Dao, to live in the Pure Land, the Buddha swore in the past, if there are sentient beings, want to give birth to our country, the heart is happy, and even the ten thoughts, if the person who is not born, do not dare to be enlightened, so as to recite the Buddha's karma, and enter the Buddha..."

Well, isn't this just about believing in Buddhism, reciting Buddhism, and if you don't have any nostalgia for the world in your heart, you can go to the Buddha country! This is similar to the meaning of eternal life for those who believe in me in the Bible, and it is also mixed with a description of the Buddha country.

I feel that this scripture is not overused, but more like a Buddhist who is about to sit down and recite it.

There are also some Buddhist mantras below, and he recited a few words at random, but he didn't take it to heart. He had also heard that unless these scriptures were recited by eminent monks, it was useless for ordinary people to recite them again or twice. Looking up at his grandfather, he was still happily floating there basking in the moonlight, and he was afraid that he would read it, and if he accidentally overtook his grandfather, it would be over!

I put this scripture book back in its place, and when I saw that there were still a few copies, I pulled out one casually, and saw that it was a copy of "The Great Compassion Mantra". Well, now the Taoist priests are all using monks' things.

He'd heard this scripture before, and who told him that it was all a musical product! With some curiosity, he opened it and looked at it. At a glance, I found that this sentence was too tongue-twisting. I could only concentrate my attention, and my mouth followed the chanting: "Nan Wu Drink Hello Na Doro Night, Nan Wu Ah Ya ......"

Fortunately, I'm afraid those Taoist priests can't pronounce a lot of words, and some words have a pinyin on them.

I read a paragraph, and I got stuck, I really don't know the word. Suddenly, he heard his grandfather's dizzy voice next to him: "Guocai, what are you reading?"

Ma Guocai only found out that his grandfather was actually by his side at this time, it seems that his spirit was too concentrated just now, and his grandfather didn't find it when he came to him, seeing that he was languishing, his soul body seemed to be a little weak, as if he was going to fall asleep at any time, and couldn't help but ask nervously: "Huh, what's wrong with you?"

Grandpa muttered, "I just listened to you talking here, and when I listened to it, I felt dizzy, and I hurriedly came over and asked you what was the matter." When he spoke, he looked weak.

Ah, how could such a thing be. Is this mantra really useful? Or is he too powerful? Now is not the time to think about this, so he quickly used his divine thoughts to collect a little bit of negative energy from the outside, handed it to his grandfather, and asked him to swallow it, only then did he see that his grandfather recovered.

I swept the entire Great Compassion Mantra with my divine thoughts, and I took a little effort to memorize it all. Seeing that grandpa was fine, he read two sentences casually curiously, and it was fine, and then read a few more sentences, and it was still fine. Strange, he hurriedly said to his grandfather: "Huh, you just stay here and don't move, I'll try to chant the scriptures to see, and if there is anything uncomfortable, tell me immediately." ”

After his grandfather agreed, Ma Guo paid attention to his grandfather, recalling the state of chanting the scriptures before, as if he was more attentive and concentrated.

The mantra is not high-pitched, but very low, nasal, and the voice is inward, not outward. When you recite by yourself, if you experience it with your heart, you will find that the sound will weakly vibrate the internal organs, and the internal organs will be vibrated differently depending on the scale of the sound. He had read a book about relics before, of course, he flipped through it casually, but he still knew a rough idea, which was mentioned above, don't look at the monks chanting and chanting Buddha on weekdays, as if they rarely exercise, but when they recite Buddhist scriptures, the sound will vibrate the internal organs, which is a kind of exercise method from the inside out, so many monks are very long-lived. This has also led to speculation that the formation of the relics is likely to be related to the frequent recitation of Buddhist scriptures by high monks.

It didn't take long for Grandpa to feel a little wrong, and he began to feel groggy again. Ma Guocai quickly stopped chanting, and understood the general trick in his heart.

Just now he carefully used his mind to feel the changes around him, and found that this is definitely related to the mind, of course, it is also related to the method of recitation, when he tried to use several pronunciation methods, when he recited with heart and sincerity, he felt that only when the sound is combined with the inside and outside, with the Buddhist mantra scale in the mouth, there will be a rare sound wave vibration in the air, and the mind will become a very faint and peculiar fluctuation with the sound, and it will scatter with the sound.

He carefully observed the state of his grandfather, not that he was hurt, but as if he was being baptized by this fluctuation, and it was not painful, and he was very suspicious that if he continued to chant like this, his grandfather would probably lose consciousness like other ghosts, and finally become that little spiritual light and fall into the ground. Ma Guocai guessed in his heart, could it be that this is the so-called excess?

He's a beginner, and he's just trying to recite with a little bit of heart, and he's still not fully engaged, but even so, it's useful for a new ghost. If it is the kind of monk who has attained the Tao and has a profound understanding of the scriptures to a certain level, I am afraid that this kind of new ghost will be surpassed once he reads it. Of course, he is not presumptuous, ordinary people use their hearts again, I am afraid that the effect is not as great as his, after all, his divine soul is much stronger than ordinary people, and thinking about this thing has a lot to do with the divine soul, so it will naturally have such a significant effect.

It seems that this mantra is also a mysterious thing. These ancient things, which have existed in China for so many years, must still have their merits, but modern people do not understand them and are mystified. This thing doesn't have much effect on him, can it be said that he will not be able to exceed?

Ma Guocai didn't dare to read it anymore, it was his grandfather, it was better to try it a little bit, in case he read it well, he couldn't afford it, and he was afraid that he would feel guilty for a lifetime.