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- "Is this rewarding?" Huinan came to the small pavilion with his hands behind his back.
"Master, I want to comprehend another Buddhist scripture."
"What sutra?"
"The master is the master."
"Well then, the Amitabha Sutra."
Huinan took out a yellowed Buddhist scripture from his arms and handed it to Fakong: "The root scripture of our King Kong Temple is the "Diamond Sutra", and other Buddhist scriptures are supplemented to assist in enlightenment, don't put the cart before the horse!"
"yes."
Fa Kong flipped through the "Amitabha Sutra", closed his eyes, and opened his eyes after a while: "Master, are there any other Buddhist sutras?"
"wait." Huinan looked at him, but finally didn't ask anything, turned around and went back to the room, took out ten Buddhist scriptures and spread them on the stone table.
Fa Kong closed his eyes after flipping through a Buddhist scripture, opened his eyes again after a while, flipped through a Buddhist scripture and closed his eyes again.
In the end, I went through eighteen Buddhist scriptures and shook my head in disappointment.
The "Diamond Sutra" has such a magical effect, is it because it is the handwriting of the patriarch, or because it is Sika Baye? or something else?
He then asked Huinan if he still had the Buddhist scriptures recorded by Sika Baye.
"What do you think Sika Baye is?" Huinan said angrily, "A legendary thing!"
Then he said that among the Daxue Mountains, there are only four temples with Buddhist scriptures carved by Sika Baye, Daleiyin Temple, King Kong Temple, Mingyue Temple, and Feitian Temple.
Don't even want to go to see those four monasteries, they are all secret and secret, even if he himself gets rid of this old face, it is useless.
Fakong shook his head mockingly.
Sure enough, there are not so many beautiful things in the world, and I think too beautifully.
He quickly regained his mind and straightened his mind: one day increases his lifespan by forty-eight days, not bad!
Two years to save a hundred years of life, grit your teeth, put your head down and ignore everything, and you will survive.
He regained his spirit and asked, "Does Master understand the Buddha's mantra?"
"You want to learn Buddhist mantras."
"yes."
"Which curse?" Huinan sneered with sarcasm.
"Everyone wants to learn!"
""
Fakong looked at him with a smile: "The master thinks I can't learn it? I don't have enough martial arts qualifications, but I'm smart enough."
"Huh, smart? Well, let's listen!" Huinan was too lazy to say: "The Great Light Curse!"
"Pure Heart Mantra!"
"The Great Mercy Curse!"
"Reborn curse!"
"The Curse of Rejuvenation!"
The Buddha's mantra requires the three-in-one body, speech and mind, the hand-made mudra, the oral recitation, and the visualization of the mind. The three cooperate seamlessly.
?With one mind and three purposes, and one focus, this subtle state of being scattered and combined cannot be taught. It all depends on one's own groping, and some people will not be able to figure it out in a lifetime.
Buddha mantra Buddha mantra, the mantra recited by Buddha.
?The recitation of the Buddha can affect the outside world and even the world of the ten directions, but unfortunately there is no Buddha in this world.
Ordinary people recite the Buddha's mantra, visualize the Buddha, and do the Buddha's posture, just want to borrow a little of the power of the Buddha.
For practitioners, the mantra is just a self-blessing study, which can only be used in one's own inner world, and cannot interfere with the outer world.
?Huinan's Falun Gong could not forget his photographic memory, and he knew it as soon as he learned it. He passed down thirty-six Buddhist mantras in one breath without believing in evil, and put everything he had learned into practice.
There was silence in the kiosk.
The breeze blew across the wall, and the green bamboos rustled.
Huinan stared at him thoughtfully.
Fakong slightly closed his eyelids, the imprints formed by his slender fingers kept changing, his lips moved but made no sound.
After reciting the thirty-six Buddha mantras again, Fakong opened his eyes and said, "Master, there are three true mantras."
Huinan smiled: "A real curse?"
Fakong nodded slowly and earnestly.
Huinan, the ancestor of the master, has a bad temper and a poisonous mouth, but his heart is not bad. He tells the truth, faxes things, and even shows himself the precious Sika Bayeux Sutra. Obviously, he really regards himself as his own.
He threw in a peach and told his discovery.
Medicine Buddha recited the same mantra with himself simultaneously.
Intuition arises spontaneously.
These three mantras only need to be practiced well before they can be cast, the other twenty-nine mantras are useless.
Huinan still wanted to laugh, but Fangkong looked serious, swallowed the sarcasm, and snorted: "You are indeed a bit smart, but unfortunately, your qualifications are not good, so let's plant medicine well!"
It was indeed a pity in his heart, it was the first time he encountered such a smart person.
It's a pity that life is not at the right time, and in the age of the end of the Dharma, the Prajna Vehicle is cut off.
Satisfied, Fakong said that he had gained a lot today, "Master Zu, I want Junior Brother Faning to come to Medicine Valley to help."
"Fanning? You have such a beautiful idea, get out!"
"Disciple retires."
Fakongheshi, turned around and left¡ª¡ª
? As the sun sets, the sky and the lake are filled with rays of light.
Fakong sat cross-legged on the green grass, bathed in the rays of the sun, and cast a rejuvenation spell on the colorful lake.
There was a fish in the lake whose scales had exploded, and was floating on the shore dying, with its maw turned up.
The rejuvenation mantra was repeated over and over again. At the beginning, there was nothing but nothing. After thirty times, a jade bottle appeared on the void, and only he could see the jade bottle.
The jade bottle tilted, and the water in the bottle fell on him.
The water flow is as thin as a line.
Continuously, endlessly, it fell on him and then shot at the fish through fingerprints.
After five times of the rejuvenation spell, the white-bellied fish lost its fried scales and returned to its original state.
It turned around, swung its tail and disappeared into the emerald green water plants at the bottom of the lake.
Fakong smiled.
The rejuvenation spell is indeed effective, and more importantly, every time it is cast, the rejuvenation spell is stronger.
To save this fish next time, three rejuvenation spells are enough.
He tried casting the Purification Charm on a fish in the lake again, and it worked.
The fish in the lake are not afraid of people. As soon as he approached, they gathered to grab food.
He cast the Purifying Mantra on one fish, and changed it once and for all, feeling stronger every time he cast it.
This feeling is very addictive.
When Fanning came to deliver dinner, he was all smiles.
Fakong stopped the Buddha's mantra, got up and patted the monk's robe. Although the monk's robe was gray and resistant to dirt, he still made it spotless.
"Brother," Fanning beamed, "Uncle Yuanming promised me to come and help!"
Fakong laughed and said, "Uncle Yuanming finally agreed, sincerity is as good as gold and stone."
"Master Uncle Yuanming said it was because Master Uncle Huinan spoke." Fanning laughed and said, "Brother, you asked Uncle Huinan to ask for it, right?"
"I mentioned something." Fakong admitted.
"Brother, from now on, I will leave all the chores in the valley to me. Now I only need to deliver meals to Wanfo Peak twice a day, and I will have nothing else to do."
"Huh¡ª? Wanfo Peak?"
Fakong frowned.
Fanning smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother, nothing will happen."
"Those brothers who had the accident all thought like you." Fakong's face darkened.
When he lowered his face, he naturally felt an invisible sense of oppression.
This is not from martial arts, but from the aura cultivated in the previous life.
Fanning hurriedly said cautiously: "I requested it on my own initiative."
"No one else dares to go?"
"There were also a few senior brothers who asked to join, but they were all rejected by Uncle Yuanming, who agreed to let me go."
"Be careful." Fakong shook his head helplessly.
It's too late to say anything now.
I'm afraid there is no way to find Master Huinan.
There are six top demon sect masters suppressed in Wanfo Peak, so it is easy to be bewitched by them when you go to deliver food.
Monk Yuanming let Faning go because he believed that Ning Xin was pure in nature and had peerless aptitude, so he would not be easily bewitched by the Demon Sect's martial arts.
"Brother, don't worry!" Fanning smiled indifferently: "By the way, brother, we have a distinguished guest in our temple, a disciple of Mingyue Nunnery."
"Nun?"
"It is a disciple who leads the practice."
"Why did you come here?"
"I haven't found out yet, I will inquire again, Mingyue Temple"
He showed fascination.
"Mingyue Temple is unparalleled in appearance." Fakong said with a smile.
Mingyue Nunnery has a great reputation, not only because it is one of the Shangjiu temples in Daxue Mountain, ranking higher than King Kong Temple, but also because of the unique heritage of Mingyue Nunnery.
All the disciples of Mingyue Nunnery have icy muscles and bones, and their temperament is refined.
Even if the appearance is not so beautiful, it is still pleasing to the eye with the blessing of unique temperament and icy muscles.
Fanning said with emotion: "The relationship between our two temples is very good, but unfortunately I have never met the disciples of Mingyue Nunnery. They are too mysterious, and the disciples do not leave the nunnery."
"Well, it seems to be a real out-of-the-world practice." Fakong nodded.
The original owner heard about Mingyue Nunnery from Monk Yuanzhi.
Mingyue Nunnery has two groups of disciples who are cultivating with hair and those who cut their hair, that is, lay disciples and monks.
Unless the disciples with haircuts are ordered to travel, they will never go out of Mingyue Nunnery at ordinary times, so as to isolate themselves from the world of mortals.
When disciples of the lay school reach the Tianyuan realm, they go down the mountain to practice their minds in the world of mortals, until they see through the world of mortals and get tired of the secular world before they can become a monk.
Once the hair is cut, it will be completely cut off from the secular world and devoted to the Buddha.
"Junior brother, before you go to Ten Thousand Buddhas Peak, listen to me recite the mantra of clearing your heart first, and repeat it after you come back."
"ah?"
"Ok, deal!"
"¡¡yes."The practice of birth. "Fakong nodded.
The original owner heard about Mingyue Nunnery from Monk Yuanzhi.
Mingyue Nunnery has two groups of disciples who are cultivating with hair and those who cut their hair, that is, lay disciples and monks.
Unless the disciples with haircuts are ordered to travel, they will never go out of Mingyue Nunnery at ordinary times, so as to isolate themselves from the world of mortals.
When disciples of the lay school reach the Tianyuan realm, they go down the mountain to practice their minds in the world of mortals, until they see through the world of mortals and get tired of the secular world before they can become a monk.
Once the hair is cut, it will be completely cut off from the secular world and devoted to the Buddha.
"Junior brother, before you go to Ten Thousand Buddhas Peak, listen to me recite the mantra of clearing your heart first, and repeat it after you come back."
"ah?"
"Ok, deal!"
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