Zhang Wenfeng walked into the training hall of the south courtyard of the Qingzheng Villa. He glanced around and the subtle buzzing stopped immediately.
The apprentices struggled to adapt to the discomfort of sitting cross-legged on the wheat straw futon. They secretly supported it with their hands, straightened their backs, and curiously looked at the somewhat mysterious viewer.
In recent days, word has spread in the surrounding countryside that Zhang Guanzhu of Xianling Temple has the magical ability to subjugate demons and catch ghosts.
Even the black donkey in the Taoist temple is said to be able to plow ten acres of fields a day, grind ten loads of flour, walk a thousand days a day and run eight hundred miles a night, and is a spiritual beast that protects the mountains.
Don't run around inside the mountain gate. Immortal formations with ghosts beating the walls are arranged everywhere, etc.
Zhang Wenfeng walked up to the three-foot wooden platform, sat cross-legged on the futon, looked at the pair of dark and shining eyes below with a smile, and said clearly: "Today I will tell you a story."
Many apprentices were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter with suppressed joy.
Zhang Wenxing and Yue Anyan, who were sitting at the back of the spacious training hall, had a slight smile on their faces. The master of the temple acted in an unscrupulous way. In the first lesson, he did not talk about the rules and principles of the temple, nor did he demonstrate the techniques to convince the apprentices, so they also listened to the story of the master.
"In ancient times, there was a farmer who hoped that the seedlings in his field would grow faster, so he would go to the field to see them every day. But one day, two days, three days...the seedlings didn't seem to grow at all.
The farmer walked around anxiously on the edge of the field and said to himself: "I have to find a way to help them grow." '
One day, he finally figured out a way and hurried to the field to pull up the seedlings one by one. He was busy from noon until the sun went down, and was exhausted..."
Zhang Wenfeng used simple and straightforward words to slowly tell the fable of the previous life, "Pulling a Seedling to Help It Spur."
When he got to the key point, he deliberately paused and let the little ones whisper to each other for a few words.
After telling the story, he scanned the lively atmosphere in the training hall and asked: "Who can tell me why the farmer's seedlings withered?"
Several little guys rushed to shout: "I know, I know."
Zhang Wenfeng nodded at a fat, dark boy with lively eyes, and said gently: "Then tell me, it doesn't matter whether you're right or wrong, just say it boldly."
Seeing everyone's gaze, the bold black fat boy suddenly became nervous and stammered: "...the farmer is so...so stupid. He pulled out the roots of the seedlings...the seedlings were burned to death by the sun."
Zhang Wenfeng nodded in approval and said with a smile: "That's very good. The farmer destroyed the roots of the seedlings. What's your name?"
"My name is Shi Nanguan...uh, thank you so much, Master!"
The little boy was very excited, his fat face turned red with excitement, and he quickly made up for the unfamiliar fist-holding ceremony.
Zhang Wenfeng responded with a meticulous fist and continued: "This story tells us that when doing things, we must be down-to-earth, step by step, and lay a solid foundation, so as not to give up halfway. The same is true for spiritual practice. Start by learning to read Chinese characters and chant sutras. Don't think about it all day long. If you eat in one go and become fat, you have to take your time, haste makes waste..."
The training hall was suddenly filled with cheerful laughter.
The little guys all looked at the little fat boy Shi Nanguan who was scratching his head and giggling in embarrassment.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and pressed his hands, all the laughter stopped, and the class atmosphere was very good. He said: "You have learned to recite the "Calm and Evil Mantra" with Taoist Yue this morning. Then, you all close your eyes and eliminate chaos. If you have any distracting thoughts, listen to me recite it three times and feel the benefits of reciting it.”
After all apprentices close their eyes.
Zhang Wenfeng's eyes were slightly drooped, he was calm, and he chanted the "Quiet Heart and Evil-Repelling Mantra" in Da'an Yayan with correct words and soothing melody. This is the introductory secret of the Immortal Spirit Temple. He has been practicing it since he was twelve years old and has recited it no less than 10,000 times. all over.
Feel it with your heart and blend it into the rhythm of the scriptures, chanting them loudly.
There is a Taoist saying: if you recite a sutra a hundred times, its meaning will be apparent to you; if you recite a sutra a thousand times, you will realize it in action.
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Each classic sutra has its own unique role and blessing. In addition to time and perseverance, reciting sutras also requires understanding and qualifications. If you do not understand the essence of the sutras and go astray, you will not be able to feel the threshold of "untainted and pure" no matter how much you recite sutras.
He used some of the subtle insights he learned from the "Tao Jing" and "Tai Shang Shuo Chang Qing Jing Sutra" to apply it in the "Calming Mind and Warping Out Evil Mantra".
An invisible and weak calmness emanated from him, echoing in the empty training hall along with the sound of scriptures.
Behind the training hall were Zhang Wenxing and Yue Anyan, who were singing softly. They quickly fell into silence, with a faint light shining on their bodies, and fell into self-cultivation.
After chanting the scriptures three times.
Zhang Wenfeng raised his eyes and slowly glanced below. He saw seven apprentices entering a state of trance and receiving the blessings he sent out.
Most of the other children had their eyes closed, but their eyeballs were still rolling around under their eyelids. Although it was impossible to judge an apprentice's qualifications and future achievements with a single quiet test, many problems could be seen.
One child secretly opened his eyes and saw the viewer looking at him. The other children had their eyes closed and quickly closed them again.
Zhang Wenfeng took note of the appearance of the apprentice who entered meditation, but did not get up and leave immediately.
After staying for about a quarter of an hour, waiting for several apprentices to wake up from their initial trance, he sent word to Wei Jingjie, a swarthy young man in the front row, to lead all the apprentices out of the training hall from the front door and to the dining hall. Do not disturb Yue Dao behind. He is a long-time person and a long-term person.
He then went out, closed the door of the training hall, and followed the noisy apprentices to the dining hall.
It is recorded in the classics he has read that using the aura of one's own insights into scriptures can influence other people. The first time the effect is best, it may trigger others' insights, but it cannot be done deliberately. He hopes that senior brothers and sisters can do something. reward.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, does the little story you told me earlier have a name?"
Zhong Wenyong in the bottle suddenly sent a voice message to inquire.
"...It's called "Destroying Seedlings and Helping Growth"."
Zhang Wenfeng told the truth that he did not want to discuss the origin of the story. He tried his best to tell the Confucian fables in his previous life in vernacular. There was still a Confucian flavor in them. Zhong Wenyong had a very sharp nose and changed the topic and asked: "There are still ten days left. Zhong Daoyou, are you ready? Do you need any assistance?"
When it came to his own reincarnation, Zhong Wenyong immediately had no intention of discussing the story, and mused: "If you can find a copy of 'Shen Yin Accumulated Good Liquid', you will have more control over your reincarnation, but this thing is rare and hard to find, and it is a rare thing." Forget it about the items you seek, don’t make such wishful thinking.”
Zhang Wenfeng had never heard of "Shen Yin accumulating good liquid". When asked about the details of this thing, Zhong Wenyong no longer wanted to talk more.
In the following days, the weather was fine and the ice and snow melted.
The apprentices gradually got over their homesickness and followed the three Taoist masters to learn Chinese characters and chant sutras, meditate and learn spiritual practice, clear wasteland and dig fields, combine labor and cultivation, and subtly accepted the various rules of the Taoist temple, changing them invisibly.
Zhang Wenfeng personally tutored two children who had no qualifications for spiritual practice. Wei Jingcheng and Yue Anyan helped Xiaoya, named "Shui Qingru", teach them to learn the "Inner Breathing and Breathing Method" given by Chen Qingqiao, and master the correct breathing, breathing and breathing. think.
Along the way, he gave guidance to five apprentices who were qualified in the wood industry and practiced the introductory "The Art of Sitting and Forgetting the Green Wood to Return the Alchemy".
At the beginning of apprenticeship practice, corrections must be made at all times. After laying the foundation, practice becomes personal.
He will never let go of his own spiritual practice.
Doing morning and evening homework every day, teaching apprentices in the morning, digging the ground to grow vegetables, practicing swordsmanship in the afternoon, pondering various magic and secret formations, and occasionally going to the back mountain with his senior brothers and sisters to squeeze the earth spirits and practice in a gravity environment.
In the evening, go to the water pool that is full of spiritual energy and meditate in the built bamboo room to practice your energy.
There are a lot of things to do, and I live a leisurely life.
Cultivation is improving day by day.
