"The pattern determines the upper limit of strength. The opponent in your mind has always been my master; and the opponent in my master's mind is the sky!" Chu Xiu said with a smile and pointed at the sky.
"The pattern?" The young monk whispered, slowly, "He just established a Suzaku Academy, and I have single-handedly evolved the Western Paradise Spiritual World. Is the pattern really smaller than him?"
"Western Paradise Spirit Realm?" Chu Xiu secretly remembered this and said, "You haven't said it yet. Since you are my master's friend, why did my master expel you to this place?"
"Probably because I have found a way to surpass him." The young monk said, "But he does not recognize this method."
"What method?" Chu Xiu asked, secretly feeling a little wary.
Now that the master has gone to heaven, if this monk really has a way to surpass the master, it will be difficult in the future.
The young monk did not answer, but asked: "What do you think is the most important thing in cultivation?"
"The most important thing in cultivation is of course cultivation." Chu Xiu pondered and said nonsense.
The young monk said: "I think it is a spirit."
"Spirit?" Chu Xiu said thoughtfully, "The spirits of your Buddhist sect are indeed much stronger than those of the monks in the Central Plains."
This is the truth.
The young monk said: "Your master did not pass down the true method of spiritual cultivation in the Central Plains. He believed that for the spirit of the ancestral aperture, everything should be allowed to take its course.
In other words, I take more care of you disciples. "
"Let nature take its course..." Chu Xiu blinked, thinking of the spirits of the golden-scaled Gu, the frost dragon python, the roc bird, the East China Sea black dragon, the monsters of the Gusha tribe, etc. that he had devoured through his practice of Three Elements. , eyes a little wandering.
My own spirit should be cultivated naturally, right?
"He believes that the spirit between heaven and earth is constant." The young monk said, "If the monks pay too much attention to strengthening their own spirit, then this world may become dead in the future."
Chu Xiu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said truthfully: "I don't quite understand."
"Your master didn't understand it before. It wasn't until he discovered the method I found to become stronger that he began to reflect." The young monk said, "He believes that everything in the world has a spirit. If the spirit of all things is concentrated in certain people, On the body, all things will become dead."
"Ling, can't it be self-generated?" Chu Xiu asked thoughtfully, thinking back on his cultivation of the spirit of the ancestral orifice, he suddenly felt guilty.
The growth of the spirit of one's own ancestral orifice seems to have been dependent on devouring the spirits of other living beings~.
"Perhaps, but it must be a very long process." The young monk said, "Your master also believes that the reason why humans are smarter than other creatures is because humans absorb spirits much faster than other creatures. .
Human growth is the gathering of the spirit. "
"Are you saying that the smarter a person is, the stronger his spirit is?" Chu Xiu frowned slightly.
The young monk shook his head, "You can't generalize between your unconscious gathering of spirits and your active spiritual cultivation."
"That's it." Chu Xiu muttered, "Master stopped you for the sake of the living beings in this world. Then your so-called method of becoming stronger will definitely hurt many people, or all things in the world."
"As you can see," the young monk said, "Fozhou is the result of my cultivation."
Chu Xiu's heart was slightly frightened. He stared at the young monk and said in a deep voice: "Anyone who has been to Florida will forget about the Buddhist saint when they return to the Central Plains. Are you the one who is up to something?"
"More than that." The young monk said calmly, "If I need it, all the spirits gathered in all living beings in Florida can be gathered into my body.
In this Florida, they will think whatever I want them to think.
I want them to forget something, even if they smash their heads, they won't be able to remember it.
My cultivation in the spiritual path is definitely no worse than that of your master. "
"So, what you just called the Western Heavenly Bliss Spiritual World is just your world!" Chu Xiu felt a little chill in his heart.
He still had doubts in his mind about what the monk had just said about his master's love triangle, and he did not believe it easily.
But as for what the monk said about spiritual practice, he knew that it was most likely true.
Huitong did not want to return to the Central Plains, and Wen Yi simply forgot about the Buddhist saint... These were all examples he had witnessed with his own eyes.
"Now, you should understand why your master expelled me to this desolate land in the Western Desert." The young monk stared at Chu Xiu, "Do you know why I want to tell you this?"
"..."
Chu Xiu was wary and stared at the young monk without saying a word.
"No one can stop Buddhism from marching eastward." The young monk's voice sounded like a Sanskrit voice, "Even if you are his most valued disciple, you can't!"
Chu Xiu frowned. He thought about it seriously and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Did I ever say that I would stop your Buddhist army from marching eastward?"
The young monk was slightly startled and looked at Chu Xiu quietly.
"It's just baffling." Chu Xiu complained, "I was practicing well in Suzaku Academy, but you Buddhists used your wisdom to lure me here...
Before this, did I know that your Buddhist sect was going to march eastward?
Does your Buddhist expedition to the east have nothing to do with me? "
As he said that, he looked at the young monk, raised his eyebrows and said, "You must have been afraid of me, right? Otherwise, why did you bring me here? Why did you say that I would stop you Buddhists from marching eastward..."
"Perhaps, I want to meet his most valued disciple." The young monk whispered.
Chu Xiu suddenly said: "There is another possibility."
The young monk looked at Chu Xiu quietly.
"It's not you who really wants to see me." Chu Xiu stared at the young monk, "If it was you who wanted to see me, you wouldn't be so late-minded."
"What do you want to say?" The young monk's face was expressionless.
Chu Xiu whispered: "As far as I know, your Buddhist sect had an ancient Buddha who burned lamps before Tathagata Buddha."
"Do you want to mess with this Buddha's heart?" The young monk's voice was slightly cold.
"I'm just making a reasonable guess." Chu Xiu said softly, "In this Florida, what you want others to think will be what others will think.
How do you know that there is no such person behind you, controlling your thoughts? He makes you forget everything about him and lets you think and do what he wants..."
As he said that, Chu Xiu himself felt a little scared.
It feels like this Buddhism is like being in an infinite matryoshka.
The young monk stared at Chu Xiu, and his Buddha's heart, which had been quiet for a long time, began to fluctuate slightly.
"When we were in the Vajra Hall, the Maitreya Heavenly Lord once said that your Buddhism is passed down to all heavens." Chu Xiu pondered, "Are you sure that the so-called spiritual cultivation method you created yourself?"
"You underestimate my strength." The young monk said coldly.
Chu Xiu said softly: "That Lord Maitreya must have been influenced or instigated by you, so he dared to take my punch forcefully."
There was some confusion in the young monk's eyes.
"He probably didn't realize at all that he couldn't withstand my punch." Chu Xiu continued, "According to what he said, his Buddha spirit lived for more than nine hundred years.
He should also think that his strength is very strong.
Is there really a big difference between him and you? "
At the end of the story, Chu Xiu couldn't tell whether he was deceiving the young monk, or whether he really felt that there might be someone behind the scenes.
He just felt that this Buddhism in Florida was getting more and more weird and creepy.
"Do you think you can kill me with one punch?" the young monk sneered.
Chu Xiu shook his head and said: "Don't you realize that your mentality is no longer as peaceful as before. You are also afraid that there are really people behind the scenes behind you.
At the same time, you don’t want to believe this, thinking that you are the master of Buddhism and there can’t be anyone behind it.
This makes you impatient.
He even wanted to kill me and silence me.
But even if you kill me, you will still have doubts in your mind.
That's not right. Maybe, if there is such a person, he will directly erase your doubts and make you feel like you are the master of Buddhism as before. "
The sneer on the young monk's face subsided and he stared at Chu Xiu deeply.
"I have thought about this issue before." The young monk said slowly, "At that time, I specifically asked your master."
"Oh?" Chu Xiu was surprised and asked, "What did my master say?"
The young monk said: "He said that when cultivation reaches a certain level, indescribable fear will appear in a monk's heart."
"Indescribable fear?" Chu Xiu whispered, not quite understanding.
The young monk said: "He said that he also suspected that his arrival in this world might be controlled by an invisible hand.
Then he said: I am invincible in the Nineteen States. If I really have that hand, I will be happy to have an opponent. Even if I lose, I will have no regrets. "
Chu Xiu looked at the young monk and said, "Then does he think there is anyone or anything behind you?"
"If there is one, it's him." The young monk said coldly.
Chu Xiu was startled and slowly shook his head, "It can't be the master. If it were the master, he would never condone you messing with the saint."
"So, I am the sole master of Buddhism." The young monk sneered, "Unless you have doubts about your master's strength!"
Chu Xiu blinked and couldn't help but laugh.
"To the end of the collaboration, it is still the confidence that my master gave you."
Chu Xiu smiled half-heartedly and teased, "At this moment, you should feel the gap between you and my master, right?"
The young monk stared at Chu Xiu, with a rare hint of gloom on his unusually handsome face.
"You have been messing with my Buddha's heart."
The young monk said coldly, "Draw out your sword and let me see if you have obtained the true inheritance of your master."
