one person is right

Chapter 35

"This set of 'the method of exiting the bodhisattva from the body of the mind' is really not suitable for my situation. There is no bodhisattva in the mind, there is no lotus pedestal, and even the ghost face mask has not really been formed. According to Huizhi, this method of exiting the body is not Extraordinary perfection, only with the white bone relic can it be practiced."

Opening his eyes, Chen Cuo let out a long breath.

"What Huizhi cultivates is the 'Two Truths of the True and the Secular', and what he finds is 'after all emptiness', not 'breaking evil and showing the righteous', which is not quite suitable for me. Besides, the law in the temple is probably different from other places, and the common people want There are many obstacles to use, and it can only be used as a reference.”

Yesterday, Huizhi was here at Chen Cuo. He was originally discussing Taoism well, but after Chen Cuo said a word, the other party suddenly realized that, although he did not become a Buddha on the spot, he obviously made great progress. When he stabilized his realm, Huizhi Immediately return, and then there is nothing to say, nothing to say.

"Zhou Daochang's words are unclear. The Taoist priests encountered outside the temple have choices, but Huizhi took the initiative to mention them. Maybe it was instructed by the temple. This Guishan Temple has been quite strange since the first day. The monks at the temple took the initiative to apologize, but I didn’t take advantage of them, donated incense money, and helped guide the monks. No matter what, they took advantage of it, so I will use this place as much as possible to accomplish my goal!”

Right now, his goals are clear, one is to avoid evil spirits, this is to avoid disaster, and the other is to find a way, this is to strengthen himself.

"According to Huizhi, the method of visualization in Guishan Temple has a process. The first visualization is to create something from nothing, to establish the source and foundation, so it is very important. The monks in the temple must go to the top of the hill. In the upper library hall, look at the inheritance portrait of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, then sit and visualize, outline a Bodhisattva in the heart, and sit on the lotus pedestal of the mind, but the face of the Bodhisattva in the heart must be your own face, which is the essence of the Dharma. ."

He flipped through the scriptures at hand and stopped on a page.

"Long Shu said: Buddhas rely on two truths to teach sentient beings, one is the mundane truth, and the second is the first righteous truth."

Chen Cuo squinted at this passage, and finally shook his head.

"If you don't say how profound these words are, the thoughts inside are not compatible with me, and cannot be used directly. Moreover, the way of thinking in Guishan Temple requires rituals, such as shaving, fasting, reciting Buddha, bathing, changing clothes, and entering the top of the hill. It is too harsh, and I have no corresponding conditions, so I can only learn from it.”

After thinking about this, his eyes fell on the box by the bed again.

"Although the Dharma of Wisdom and Wisdom is a bit uncomfortable, there are some techniques that have been passed out that can still be used for reference, such as the method of the Bodhisattva from the Mind Stage, which allows the Bodhisattva in the mind to escape from the Niwan Palace and wanders outside the world, but There are many restrictions, it is fragile and fragile, and it may be damaged by the sun and the wind. It was difficult for me to even complete the first step of sketching the idea. There are many reasons, and the fact that the face in my heart has not been formed should be one of them..."

Chen Cuo came to the bed and took out Mo He from the box.

"However, if my expectations are not bad, I was able to control Mohe before, which is an extension of my mind. The principles are the same, and I can learn from it. Let my mind escape into Mohe, and then take advantage of this to fly. This is an alternative method. If it can be done, then It is also enough to prove that I have stepped into the extraordinary..."

Thinking of this, Chen Cuo couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

He tossed a lot along the way, but strictly speaking, it has not been ten days since Daoist Zhou arrived.

In ten days, not to mention the rise of fame, there is still the possibility of taking the first step in seeking the Tao. If it spreads out, it will cause a storm.

"Unfortunately, this is all my own exploration. It's not as good as the one led by the sect. How the road ahead is right or wrong, I have to verify it myself."

With such thoughts in mind, Chen Cuo held Mo He with both hands, placed it in front of him, and closed his eyes again.

As soon as the thought moved, the whole person's mind was immersed in it, and slowly concentrated on the blue-purple face in the bottom of his heart.

The face was shocked, and then quickly swelled, and under the impetus of the mind, it began to rise.

Chen Cuo wanted to match the face makeup, and then he took advantage of the wind!

hum!
Once again, his body trembled, and a plume of blue-purple smoke rose above his head again.

But this time, he didn't use his thoughts to outline the outline of his face on the top of his head, but directly floated and charged towards Mo He!

In the next breath, the smoke completely submerged into Mo He.

Immediately, the Mo He moved smartly.

"Sure enough! This should be the feeling of wandering out of one's body!"

Chen Cuo rode the ink crane to soar and circled the room.

Different from controlling Mo He several times before, this time he did not extend his will and perspective, but seemed to be integrated into it, yet he was still able to perceive the connection with his physical body.

With a thought, Chen Cuo's Mo He fell on top of his body.

A little bit of light rose up in the flesh, wrapped around the ink crane, and merged into it.

Suddenly, a lot of information poured into Chen Cuo's heart.

He suddenly became enlightened.

"It turns out that the state of this wandering soul is different from the physical body. According to the Buddhist scriptures, it is not shackled by the five senses, six thieves and seven emotions, so there are no many restrictions. You can't do it."

The next moment, he vibrated his jade wings and took off again. This time he didn't hesitate and flew out the window, but just halfway through, there were a few dim lights on the flesh that turned into long whips and wrapped around them.

Mo He did not dodge, but was directly entangled by it, and then he felt a little heavy, as if he was flying with a heavy object on his back.

"This is the cause and effect. If I inherit this body and can be resurrected, I also have to bear the cause and effect of this person. Only after it is completed can I reach Consummation. There is nothing to say. Since I am resurrected, I have inherited the kindness and righteousness, and I should be rewarded, but... …”

Chen Cuo's understanding became more and more clear, and he felt such a state of escape from his will, and his mind was clearer, which was a bit clearer than taking Tongming Dan, and he also obtained a lot of information about himself.

"The original Chen Fangqing died after taking too much Wushi Powder. At twelve o'clock after his death, we moved into the house, that is to say, the person was already dead. This is strange, this person's history Although it is only a few words to leave his name, he should not die as soon as he obtains the title, otherwise it will not make sense, then what if I didn't have a place in the house, what would he do?"

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Cuo felt tired, but had no answer.

"After all, this world is not the original historical time and space. The supernatural powers are manifested in the world, and the Taoism is full of incense. Maybe this is different."

Concentrating his thoughts, he calmed down a bit of the fatigue in his heart.

If you enter the dream, and then drive the ink crane from a distance, you will not be much sleepy, but at this time, Chen Cuo is the mind that escapes into the ink crane and controls it directly. Even if there is no detailed explanation of the method, you can imagine that there will be consumption.

"Time is precious. Since you understand all kinds of things, you should explore the Buddha's light in this temple. After all, you have to take a look at it for a long time. You only fly in the courtyard. If there are hidden dangers, then return immediately!"

As soon as the thought moved, Mo He had already taken off, circled the room, looked for the window, and flew out.

As soon as he stepped out of the window, there was an immediate difference, but seeing a layer of golden light falling, Chen Cuo felt a warm feeling in his heart, which was very different from the feeling of alternating hot and cold in Hou's mansion.

This warm feeling has the meaning of persuading people to enter and indulge, Chen Cuo's consciousness swayed for a while, but immediately, the rolling clouds and the black sky stars flashed instinctively in his heart, and he immediately woke up.

"Sure enough, this is probably the power of Buddha's light. There are many wills in it, and it should have gathered the consciousness of many believers."

Perhaps it is the state of the wandering soul. You don't need to observe the world with your eyes, ears, nose, and nose, but you can get a glimpse of the many secrets.

He climbed high, and he saw several halls, which seemed to be shrouded in golden light and bursts of glow!
"Sure enough, there is a way!"

Just at a glance, Chen Cuo could see some clues, knowing that the golden light was probably formed by the precipitation of many thoughts and should not be touched easily.

He made a quick decision, his wings shook, and he was about to return to the house.

Who would have thought that Mo He was suddenly weightless and the world was spinning!
Chen Cuo secretly said that something was wrong. When he came back to his senses, he was already held by a hand as white as jade. A warm face appeared in his field of vision. It was a handsome man, but he had a bald head and proclaimed the name of Buddha.

"I have seen the prince, the poor monk's name is Yuanhui, and he is the master of this temple." He smiled slightly, "These instruments, drawn from the spirit of the prince, are like extensions of the eyes. Once you fly out of the window, the wind blows, it will be cold and cold, and the sun will bring disaster. If you encounter a poor monk like this, you don’t need to hold it with your flesh and blood. Under the control of masculinity and blood, it is difficult to Is it possible that the person who gave it didn't warn me at all? Notice..."

Before he finished speaking, the ink crane in his hand suddenly rose, his wings shook, and he returned to the house like an arrow from a string!
The monk was stunned for a moment, then pinched his fingers in the air, showing shock on his face.

"It's not a little bit of spiritual knowledge, it's a fake ghost! The method of the Bodhisattva of Xintai is still used. It took less than a day to master it? Moreover, he has not yet entered the library, and he is not laying the foundation. This is... !"

After thinking about this, he no longer dared to take care of him, so he rushed into the house and said, "Yuanhui, the master of Guishan Temple, come to visit the prince!"

(End of this chapter)