Embers Ad Infinitum

　　 Hearing the words of the mechanical monk Jing Fa, Shang Jian Yao and Long Yuehong were taken aback at the same time.

　　 Jing Fa stared at them with flashing red eyes for two seconds, and then said to Long Yue red:

　　 "You don't know how old you are."

After 　　 finished speaking, he looked at Shang Jian Yao and spoke without ups and downs:

"you know."

what? Long Yuehong looked at Shang Jianyao in a daze and astonishment:

　　 The two received the same education, lived in the same environment, and were often inseparable. How come they have never heard of the term "old age", but he seems to understand it well?

　　 Seeing Yao's eyebrows moved slightly, Shang answered calmly:

　　 "Have heard a little bit."

　　 On the black face made of pure metal, red light flickered again:

　　"The end, the beginning, the end of the year, the beginning of the year...

　　 "You know it from the believer in the mission."

　　 Shang Jian Yao, who felt strange just now, suddenly confirmed one thing:

　　 The mechanical monk opposite seems to be able to hear part of his inner voice!

　　 Long Yuehong couldn't even think of the title Si Ming, but also noticed something wrong.

　　Jing method did not continue, and instead explained briefly:

　　 "To hold the age is to hold the years and the gods who hold the world. There are 13 gods, corresponding to different months."

　　 "Isn't it only twelve months?" Long Yuehong pointed out this obvious problem.

　　 He roughly understands that being persistent is a popular religious belief or myth.

　　 Jing Fa’s voice is low and cold, completely unlike the human voice:

　　 "There is a person in charge of the leap month, or in other words, the whole year, the whole year."

　　 Without waiting for Long Yuehong to ask again, Jing Fa directly entered the topic:

　　 "Our sect speaks of the emptiness of the physical body, and the four are empty, because this world itself is my dream of Buddhahood."

　　 Shang Jian Yao suddenly spoke, interrupting the words of the mechanical monk Jingfa:

　　 "The world is at ease Tathagata? Isn't it Bodhi?"

　　Cleaning hands together:

　　"The Tathagata in the world is the Buddha of the past and the deity of creation. My Buddha and Bodhi are the Tathagata in the world, the beginning of consciousness of all things.

　　 "Didn't you just want to ask who is in charge of the leap month, which represents the whole year of the whole year?

　　 "The poor monk tells you now, that the world is here."

　　Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong both showed stunned faces, and nodded invisibly.

　　 The Principles of the Net lowered his head and recite:

　　 "Nan Wu Shi is at ease."

　　 In low thoughts, he straightened up the metal frame of his back, keeping his hands folded, leaning slightly towards the towering "chimneys".

"Do you want to ask, why do the poor monks salute the iron-smelting tower?" After Jing Fa lifted his body, he took the initiative to speak out the voice of Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, "That's because I am at ease in the Buddha world. The Tathagata also has the title of "Futu", which is another name for the Buddha, and it also represents the stupa. Therefore, when we recite the name of the Buddha, we pay respect to the tallest tower around, which can be a stupa. It can also be a water tower, an iron tower, a signal tower, or a high-voltage electric tower."

　　Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong originally thought that the mechanical monk's purification method was coherent and logical, but when they heard the second half, they began to feel a little strange.

　　Jing Fa also didn't know if he noticed these two people's feelings, stopped in time, and said instead:

　　 "Beyond the sand gate, I have another honorable name for the Buddha-life free Tathagata."

　　 "What is it?" Long Yuehong blurted out.

　　Jing Fa still sits cross-legged, no emotion can be seen on the pure metal face:

　　 "Zhuang Sheng."

　　"Zhuang Sheng...Zhuang Sheng...Zhuang Sheng Xiao dreamed of butterflies..." Shang Jian Yao couldn't help muttering to himself.

　　 Jingfa's head moved up and down:

　　 "What Zhuang Sheng dreams of is our world.

"You should have all dreamed, knowing that everything is illusory in a dream, and all the intersection of all feelings is nothing but a false combination of cause and condition. If you can't understand this, you will always sink into this, and be born again and again. , Sickness, death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, unwillingness, and the suffering of the five shades."

　　Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong thought about it carefully, and they felt that there was some truth in what the mechanical monk on the other side said.

　　 Of course, the premise is that this world is indeed just a dream of a certain god.

　　 At this moment, Jing Fa Huanfeng turned:

　　 "The two donors wait a moment, and the poor monk will do a maintenance."

　　 "..." Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong stared blankly at the mechanical monk wearing monk robes and robes and opened a metal lid on his waist and abdomen and took out a plastic bottle from the inside.

　　 Then, he unscrewed a small metal cap at the position of the "clavicle" and poured a little sticky yellow "grease" in the plastic bottle.

　　 "This is..." Shang Jianyao said curiously.

　　 He didn't expect Jing Fa to answer, but the other party said frankly:

　　 "Special lubricant."

　　 The expressions of Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong stopped on their faces for two seconds at the same time, and an ridiculous feeling of why I thought this guy was saying something was a bit reasonable.

　　Cleaning method seemed imperceptible. After putting the bottle of special lubricating oil, he raised his head and looked at the two opposite people with flashing red eyes:

　　 "Two donors Guigeng?"

　　"?" Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong couldn't understand what the other party wanted to ask.

　　 The internal teaching materials of "Pangu Biology" emphasize poems and idioms rather than ancient prose.

　　Jing method didn’t care, and used a more popular questioning method:

　　 "How old are the two donors?"

　　 "21." Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong replied simultaneously.

　　Jingfa pulled up the red robes and put it on his lap:

"The two are still young, and may not have too deep feelings about what the poor monk just said. You can wait another 30, 40, 50 years. As you age a little bit, your body becomes weaker and weaker. With more and more diseases and the same number of tragedies we have seen, we can understand the meaning of suffering for all beings."

　　 Shang saw Yao opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, but closed it tightly again.

　　 After a few seconds, he said seriously:

　　 "However, we are all genetically modified. After fifty years, our bodies should be healthy."

　　Jing Fa was at a loss, but he quickly recovered:

　　 "But it will pass away. In the long years, there is no essential difference between fifty years and one hundred years."

　　 Long Yuehong wanted to refute, but she looked at the grenade launcher on the left arm of the mechanical monk, Jing Fa, and sensibly gave up this plan.

　　 "You are right." Shang Jianyao's gaze retracted from the same place.

The red light flashes in the eyes of 　　 Jing Fa:

　　 "What do you think is true in dreams? Judging from the usual dreaming experience."

　　 Shang Jian Yao and Long Yuehong thought for a while, and shook their heads one after another.

　　 Jing Fa's cold and emotional voice sounded again:

　　 "In fact, there is only one thing that is true in dreams, and that is the cognition of oneself. When everyone dreams, they understand that I am me.

　　 "You two, don’t you understand? Everything is imaginary, and consciousness is true. When you get rid of the shackles of the physical body and truly control your own consciousness, you will be able to escape this dream, step into the pure land, and gain eternal life and bliss."

　　 "So, how can I truly control my self-awareness?" Shang Jianyao habitually replied.

　　Jing Fa pointed to himself:

　　 "Using the device to upload consciousness into the robot body, this allows you to easily and directly get rid of the **** of the body."

　　 "But shouldn't normal religion emphasize self-cultivation?" Long Yuehong said some of the words mentioned sporadically in the "Pangu Biology" textbook.

　　 Jingfa said in a monotonous voice without ups and downs:

　　 "Three thousand Dharma, 40,000 side gates, each road is different, but it can lead to the pure land.

　　 "Our monastic order chose the science and technology of the Three Thousand Dharma."

　　 Shang Jian Yao and Long Yue's red lips moved, their thoughts were messy, and they couldn't respond.

　　 The mechanical monk Jingfa continued:

　　"When you put down your physical skin and upload your consciousness to the robot's bionic chip, you can see the Pure Land of Bliss, which is the so-called ‘new world’ on the dust.

　　"This will enable you to realize the Dharma and gain certain magical powers.

　　 "The poor monk just heard the voice in your heart because of my Buddha and Bodhi compassion, so that the poor monk realized his mind. Of course, the poor monk has not enough fruit status, and can't hear too much content."

　　...Why did he expose his shortcomings so naturally? Shang Jian Yao and Long Yuehong flashed this thought together.

　　Cleaning method folded his hands together, and said in a low voice:

　　 "The monks don’t speak verbally."

　　 "...What is the fruit status?" Shang Jianyao asked another doubt.

　　 Jingfa's voice answered without ups and downs:

　　 "The upload of consciousness is not the end, but the beginning.

　　"Technology of science and technology is not the core, but auxiliary. Their function is to provide us with better conditions for enlightenment and enlightenment.

　　 "When the skin of the flesh is abandoned, we can see the world from another angle, so as to better understand the Dharma and understand that the four are empty.

"This is a process. The key node in the process of UU reading www.uukanshu.com is called the fruit position. When you attain the fruit position of the'Great Arahant', you can truly enter the Pure Land of Bliss and be detached from the world. "

　　 After explaining this, Jing Fa glanced at Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong:

　　"For the two of you, this is more esoteric, so let's stop here for today.

　　 "The poor monk can see that you will be walking on the dust. I hope you can go through the world and understand that all beings are suffering and their bodies are nothing.

　　 "At that time, if you have a chance to meet again, the poor monk will ferry you to the Liuli Pure Land."

　　 Shang Jian Yao and Long Yuehong saw that the mechanical monk took the initiative to end the mission, and they were all overjoyed, so how dare they ask questions.

　　 They got up quickly, walked to the side, and cleared the way.

　　 "If you don't want to call the poor monk's Dharma name directly, then call it a Zen master." Jing Dhama puts both hands together.

　　 He immediately shook his robes, returned the same way, and disappeared around the corner.

After 　　 watched him leave, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong looked at each other, and along the same way they came out of this rusty steel "forest".

　　 At the gate, Long Yuehong looked around, calculated the distance, quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, and pressed the button:

　　 "Team leader, we met the monks of the Order of Monks!"

　　 This is what Shang Jian Yao wanted to do, so he didn't stop it.

　　 "What? What is the name of it?" Jiang Baimian's voice rang with the sound of Zizi's electric current.

　　 Near those towering "chimneys", the mechanical monk Jingfa, who was walking step by step to the depths of the ruins of the steel factory, suddenly stopped.

　　 The red light in his eyes suddenly brightened, his neck turned stiffly, and he uttered extremely cold and emotional words:

　　 "The voice of a woman..."

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