one person is right

Chapter 41

"What is this, Junhou?"

Huizhi's face was full of doubts, and he also noticed that the little pig seemed to glance at him.

"My monarch has some preferences that are different from ordinary people." Chen Hai, who was beside him, had an embarrassed face and tried to explain.

Chen Cuo didn't take it seriously, he stood up and asked Huizhi's purpose with a smile.

Huizhi hurriedly handed over the things: "This is what the temple owner asked the little monk to send, saying that it is useful to the monarchs."

Chen took it by mistake and glanced at the cover.

"The Temple of the Heart".

With a move in his heart, he raised his head and asked, "Is it the specific method of visualization?"

Huizhi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Exactly, how did Junhou see it?"

"I've read the Buddhist scriptures for a few days, and I've discussed it with you. If you still can't see it, the temple owner won't let you send it." stand up.

Huizhi was surprised when he saw this. He thought he was going to explain a thing or two, but he didn't expect Junhou to even ask, so it looked like this, knowing that it would not be disturbing, so he took the opportunity to leave.

If Chen made a mistake, he asked Chen Hai to send it off.

As soon as the people left, Chen Cuo sat on the chair and looked at it word by word.

There is not much content in this set of methods. It can be seen that this is a relatively shallow method of foundation building. Although some rituals and precautions are also mentioned, there is no need to go to the library hall to view the dragon tree statue.

"This method is naturally not comparable to the orthodox inheritance of Guishan Temple, but I have not had to go to a teacher. It is enough to get this thing, and it also saves the step of viewing the dragon tree statue."

During a meal, Chen Cuo read the content, put the booklet on the table, and recalled the taste.

"The Temple of the Heart Method, using the heart as a temple, inviting Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to live in, in fact, is to create a group of Buddha-nature from nothing, and the main point of it is to overcome the distracting thoughts of the human heart and see the true self! The human heart is the biggest variable, different thoughts will lead to different Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who enter the temple. Only by eliminating the distracting thoughts and understanding the true meaning of the heart can you invite the Buddha to come, that is, if you want to see the Buddha, you must see the true self!”

What is the real me?

Chen Cuo took a deep breath, recalled Meng Zezhong's facebook, already had some thoughts, and then flipped through the book, his thoughts gradually became clear.

"There are several notes in the book, which should be left by predecessors. It says that seeing the true self is the foundation of the foundation. Other visualization methods must also have this step, and it will take a few days for those with high talent. , some even take ten days and a half months, the longest recorded, it took a full year! People without talent are even hopeless for life."

Thinking of this, he frowned and turned a page.

"When you see your true self, and then invite the Buddha into your heart, it will be a matter of course, but these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas..."

The last few pages of the book are full of portraits of Buddha and Bodhisattva, with many names, but each face is unclear.

"These blank spaces should be based on the difference of the person's true self, and different faces appear. This is the appearance of the dragon tree that Huizhi said, and the outline of his own face is consistent."

hum.

At this time, there was a sound from the wall, but it was the little pig who ate a large piece of melon and fruit, and then lay on the side of the wall, stroking his round belly with his hoof, very comfortable, lying on the side A small turtle.

Just now, in order to stabilize the pigs and turtles, Chen Cuo first let them have a full meal, and then let them buy melons and fruits to send.

Seeing that the pig and the tortoise were at ease, Chen Cuo felt a little relieved, and his thoughts changed.

"In any case, you must try this mind temple method first to see if this method of seeing your true self is useful, so as to lay a foundation for the future."

As soon as he thought of this, he slowly closed his eyes, and then he entered Mengze and arrived in front of the ghost face mask.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Cuo stretched out a finger to touch the facebook, visualized the facebook in his heart, followed the principle of seeing the true self according to the law of the heart, and eliminated distracting thoughts...

This step was surprisingly smooth, and it took almost no effort, and Chen Cuo was clear in his heart.

Perhaps it was also because he often swallowed the Tongming Pill. Although he hadn't swallowed it at the moment, he still grasped his thoughts.

When Chen Cuo's finger was attached to the mask, the scene in front of him changed!
He opened his eyes suddenly.

The doubts turned in my heart, and suddenly there was a message.

For the past month, he had woken up early every day, and when he came together, he would look at the bronze mirror beside the bed.

So, this time he also subconsciously looked at the mirror.

In the mirror, thick dark circles can be seen on the slightly immature face.

"This time I traveled, I became a little fresh meat, but I'm afraid of staying up late when I'm young, it's easy to lose my life."

He knew that he slept lightly. In the past, he had to toss and turn around in the middle of the night to change places. Now not only has he changed the place, he has also changed the bed, and he has even changed the era, which makes it even more difficult to feel comfortable...

wrong!

Suddenly, he frowned and touched his body, but there was no small gourd in his imagination.

Then, he looked at the bronze mirror again, which contained Chen Fangqing's face.

Memories came to mind.

My father went north as a pledge, and when the great grandfather ascended the throne, he was already rich and noble, but he still had to endure a lot of injustice. Nothing could last for a long time, and it would be taken away at any time. , still the same.

There is nothing around me that really belongs to me!

What belongs to me... belongs to Chen Fangqing?
wrong!

I was wrong Chen!

boom!
The face in the mirror suddenly distorted, turning into a bruised face!
Chen Cuo woke up, the surrounding was still Mengze, but the face in front of him was shaking rapidly, a translucent illusory face emerged, and another hand stretched out, as if someone wanted to break free!

That face is exactly the same as Chen Cuo!
Immediately, the twisted figure roared!

"Why is I, Chen Fangqing, not as good as my brother? Why doesn't my mother look at me very much? Why does a maid, when I treat each other so politely, treat me with no pretense? What! I want it! I want it all! It should be mine!"

The phantom was showing his teeth and claws, and stretched out a hand towards Chen Cuo.

Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes, not panicking, but spurred his thoughts, making those memory fragments belonging to Chen Fangqing in his mind spin and penetrate outward.

Those memory fragments were immediately pulled, as if to merge with the phantom!

But the next moment, the ghost face in Mengze was shocked, but the phantom was instantly pulled back!

At the same time, Chen Cuo frowned, still maintaining the form of memory outflow, but the further back he went, the heavier he felt, and finally he was trembling and sweating.

"For the time being, we can only do this step!"

Immediately, he squeezed the tactic with his hands and slashed into the air!
Snapped!
In the crisp sound, the many memories condensed and formed and fell.

Chen Cuo's heart moved, he raised his hand, a blank book was formed out of thin air, and the fallen memory fragments were thrown into it one after another, turning into columns of words.

"Huh...huh..."

Chen Cuo looked at the book in his hand and gasped violently.

"Part of it has been cut out, but my cultivation base is shallow after all, or there is still a lot left. This face mask is still not allowed to be worn."

Chen Cuo looked at the Mengze mask again.

"Chen Fangqing's name and identity, isn't it a painting? Even in reverse, it began to erode me..."

He stared blankly at the face.

"Before I came, Chen Fangqing had been dead for twelve hours, but even if a person dies, some things can be left behind."

Chen Cuo's figure gradually dissipated in the dream.

Opening his eyes again, Chen Cuo let out a long sigh of relief and felt relieved, as if a big stone had gone to his heart.

"Huh?" There was a soft whistle next to him, and the little pig jumped onto the table at some point, pressing the book of "Heart Temple Art" under his hoof, he would stare at Chen Cuo, "You are on your body. The smell of incense is a little more fragrant, what did you do?"

Saying that, it murmured and explained: "I see that something is wrong with you, let's see if the evil ghost has come to collect the soul, who knows that you can fall asleep while sitting!"

"Thank you Brother Pig for your concern." Chen Cuo smiled.

"Huh?" Little Pig's eyes widened, "What do you call me?"

Chen Cuo smiled and said, "Could it be that you want me to be called senior? To be honest, I'm afraid it won't go smoothly."

"According to the age, if you call me a senior, it's you who took advantage of it!" Little Pig raised his face, but the little turtle was already "chattering".

"Okay, I know, ordinary people don't like to see us aliens," Little Pig was a little reluctant, and looked at Chen Cuo again, "Do you want to ask me the method of incense?"

(End of this chapter)