Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 21 Oblivion
In the meditation room, a cup of clear tea was pushed to Chen Qingzhi with a curl of white mist.

"The benefactor, please use tea."

Monk Jingyuan smiled and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Qingzhi did not pick up the teacup, but stretched out his index finger to write a symbol on the table with the hot tea.

"Does Chan Master Jingyuan know this seal?"

During the speech, Chen Qingzhi fixed his gaze on Monk Jingyuan.

"This is the swastika, which means the collection of auspiciousness and ten thousand virtues. It is the heart seal held by the Buddha in the past. However, since the [-] yuan, my Buddha has proved the supreme and correct enlightenment, and the heart seal held by the Buddha has become Yellow seal."

Knowing why the other party asked this question, Monk Jingyuan simply opened the skylight to speak frankly.

"The benefactor is wondering, what kind of horrible visions did he see when he suddenly realized?"

"How does a Zen master know."

A possibility suddenly appeared in his mind, and Chen Qingzhi's expression suddenly became excited.

"The benefactor may wish to guess, since Zen Master Fazheng established Dingguang Temple, how many people have received the gift of enlightenment in front of the Buddha?"

Chen Qingzhi's face was strange, and the other party actually called the grotesque and terrifying scene a revelation.

"ten people?"

Chen Qingzhi guessed a number at random.

"No, there are only seven people with a profound Buddhist relationship like the benefactor, and you and I are the only ones who are still alive today."

Monk Jingyuan shook his head, confirming Chen Qingzhi's conjecture.

"When the young monk was not a monk, he was also inspired by the Buddha and received the gift of enlightenment."

"Jing Yuan is only a mediocre person's capital, but since then, he has an unforgettable memory. He can become familiar with any book after reading it once, and he can improve the original meaning by repeating it three times.

"Later, he abandoned his official position and paid homage to the Buddha. In six years, he became proficient in the classics of this part, and was promoted by his brothers to be the abbot of this Dingguang Temple."

Hearing this, Chen Qingzhi suddenly recalled an interesting anecdote that his mother had mentioned in the past when she was joking. She said that the Sanyuan Jidi who had been hard-pressed to get out of Dengzhou Prefecture for a hundred years insisted on becoming a monk despite his good official career.

I never thought it was the ordinary monk in front of me.

"Through all these thoughts, it all stems from a glimpse of enlightenment in the past."

"The benefactor said, can the Buddha harm the heart of the monk?"

"Besides, if the little monk guessed correctly, the benefactor's epiphany has benefited a lot."

"I……"

After listening to Monk Jingyuan's explanation, Chen Qingzhi suddenly discovered that in the column of his inner strength and mental method, the Changchun Immortal Kung Fu that had been completed in a small way was suddenly changed to the Changchun Immortal Kung Fu.

It's just one more word of God, but the grade has been directly raised by one level.

The orange mental method, even the unique art of the Yongguo martial arts school Yaowanggu's town school is only of purple quality, even if he doesn't get any clues about cultivation in the future, he really won't make this trip in vain.

"The benefactor has ever read the Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Sutra written by the true emperor of Xuanmen?"

Seeing that Chen Qingzhi was thinking, Monk Jingyuan took a sip of the bitter tea in front of him, and continued with a smile.

"There are two Taoist temples with good incense in Yanzhou Prefecture. In Xia Suxi, I live in Qingxiu in my spare time, and I have heard of Xuanmu Puhua Zhenjun enshrined in the temples."

Chen Qingzhi nodded upon hearing this.

"I have often heard that it is not people who are diligent in seeking knowledge, but those who know are diligent in seeking others. But I know this is wrong. Those who know do not seek others, but actually drive them away. Those who are deeply ruthless are like eagles and dogs chasing rabbits. "

"Xuanjun said every single word is precious. I can only lament the changes in the past. This supreme classic of Xuanmen was maliciously damaged. Now there are only 46 characters left."

Zen Master Jingyuan couldn't help feeling that, as a monk who was ordained seriously, he talked about Taoist classics, which is also heresy.

"The benefactor just went through all kinds of things and responded to this."

"The Buddha is merciful and imparts wisdom to all living beings. However, all living beings are weak and unable to understand the righteousness and enlightenment. Instead, they are chased by wisdom. Then they use the hands of wandering monks to bestow Buddha treasures to protect the way."

"This ancient ever-burning lamp not only protects the wanderers who travel far away, but also breaks the barriers of knowledge and vision, and recalls the bewildered true spirit of the enlightened."

"Jingyuan is just an ordinary person, but he borrowed the power of the Buddha's jewel, and dare not be greedy for an inch of merit."

Even if Monk Jingyuan didn't say anything, Chen Qingzhi could guess that the bronze cup beside the table that could wake him up was naturally the ever-burning lamp that was rumored to have great supernatural powers.

According to the other party, the Buddha is not a monster, but the knowledge he bestowed cannot be understood by mortals, so he distorts it into an indescribable existence when he is on the verge of collapse.

Seeing that Chen Qingzhi was still a little puzzled, the monk pointed to the teacup in front of him again.

"Buddha contemplates a bowl of water containing eighty-four thousand insects."

"According to such a cup of tea, which seems to be empty, does it also live in [-] worlds, and when the benefactor drinks the tea, in the eyes of the destroyed world and all beings, what the benefactor does is good or evil?"

"Amitabha, the Buddha is not unkind, it's just that we are too small to accept this kindness."

With palms together, Monk Jingyuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then stopped talking, leaving Chen Qingzhi alone to ponder.

There was no human voice in the silent meditation room, only Yu Changming's bean-sized lamp was flickering and flickering, reflecting a faint glass-colored brilliance in the young man's eyes.

For a long time, I suddenly heard the sound of the evening bell coming from the urn, and before I knew it, it was time for the pilgrims to go down the mountain and the monks in the temple to fast.

"Master, the disciple wants to stay in the monastery and sincerely worship the Buddha. I wonder if there is a predestined way?"

Relieved, Chen Qingzhi joined hands sincerely and asked Monk Jingyuan a question.

However, Monk Jingyuan seemed to see through the other person's mind, and declined with a slight smile.

"If the benefactor seeks Buddhism, all the essentials in the Sutra Pavilion can be obtained by himself; if he seeks supernatural powers, Dingguang Temple is no more than a branch of Zen Buddhism after all. I am afraid that the benefactor will be disappointed."

"I also have a verse that I would like to give to the benefactor: Buddha Dharma travels in the waves, a single thought breaks through ignorance; the merit reaches the other side when the merits and virtues are perfect, and the law will naturally come into being without determination."

The implication is that there is no practice method in the temple.

If a young man seeks supernatural powers, it is better to concentrate on studying Buddhism, hoping that one day he will become a righteous fruit on his own.

If Chen Qingzhi hadn't seen the posture of the immortal covering the sky that day, or the majestic image of the Buddha in his delusional perception, he might have been persuaded by the other party.

But since he has seen the detached true immortal who is at ease in the sky, how can he be willing to endure the ordinary and ignorant life for the rest of his life.

At this moment, Chen Qingzhi found that he had a fundamental disagreement with Zen Master Jingyuan.

The other party thinks that the Buddha is a kind of state, a consummation of the level of mental state and wisdom. When you have the same wisdom as the Buddha, you will naturally realize the supreme enlightenment.

Chen Qingzhi has also carefully felt the other party's breath, but he is just an ordinary person with some superficial skills.

But in his previous life, he had witnessed the existence of immortals with his own eyes, so the simulator opened up an extra column for reference.

It can be seen from this that no matter whether it is a true immortal or a Buddha, like the innate masters in the rumors of the martial arts, they can achieve success through practice.

Even in a sense, the other party is just a practitioner with a higher level of life.

The way is different, do not conspire with each other.

……

Stepping up the stone steps leading down the mountain, Chen Qingzhi repeatedly declined Zen Master Jingyuan's kindness to send him along the way.

Perhaps because he had accepted the reality over and over again in Yanzhou Mansion, the young man was not too disappointed that Dingguang Temple did not have a practice method.

He didn't expect that the abbot would be so easy to talk, not only handed the Changming lamp to him, and let him explore the mystery, but also bluntly said that he was destined to be with the Buddha, and invited him to the meditation room to exchange Buddhist experience.

With the blessing of the Great Monk, I actually learned by analogy, and successfully deduced the Changchun Immortality into a volume of orange mentality.

It's a pity that although the ever-burning lamp is pleasing in appearance, it is nothing more than an ordinary ancient bronze piece. No wonder it is said to be so miraculous, and no dignitaries took it by force.

Chen Qingzhi vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he couldn't recall what it was, so he shook his head and quickened his pace, worried that everyone in the Hu family would wait for him in a hurry.

Behind him, Zen Master Jingyuan looked deeply at the leaving figure of the young man, and murmured: "The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand; always wipe it diligently, so as not to stir up dust."

"Pray for the reunion in the future, the benefactor is still the benefactor."

In his hand, the candle flame of the ancient ever-bright lamp trembled slightly, and the half-human half-beast with tattered bat wings on the support creaked, as if it was about to come alive, and it looked even more eerie in the dark night .

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