Like the previous old man, Zhi Dun had no intention of panic, but instead showed the intention of chatting.
After all, this is a fragment of the mottled years, which can also be understood as a spiritual field, but it also combines time, space and Feng Shui.
It belongs to a special place and it is difficult to discern the meaning of its existence, so any strange reactions and things that happen are normal.
Because it’s not surprising.
The sound of the other monks banging the wooden fish did not stop, and they did not even open their eyes. They seemed to have been immersed in the selfless Dharma.
Ye Qin pondered for a moment and replied: "I came here due to fate, so I traveled here."
What he said was a little vague, but Zhi Dun just smiled, did not continue to ask any more questions, and made an invitation gesture.
Ye Qin climbed onto the futon not far away. Unfortunately, the futon was too small and could not fully accommodate the entire snake body. Instead, it was covered by the snake body.
"God has the virtue of a good life. The benefactor must have gone through countless hardships to cultivate to this point. It is really not easy, which makes the poor monk admire him."
Recalling all the previous events, it is true that as Zhi Dun said, Ye Qin's cultivation path has never been smooth sailing. After all, he is the only cultivator in the world, and the path of cultivation depends on his own understanding and exploration.
"Although it is not easy, it is also fun."
When Zhi Dun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and praised, "You really enjoyed it."
Ye Qin also nodded, but didn't say much, just looked at Zhidun.
It can be seen that Zhidun's status is extraordinary, otherwise he would not be sitting in the first place and leading the monks to chant sutras and preach.
But Ye Qin discovered that what he placed next to him was not a Buddhist scripture, but another metaphysics book, which was really conspicuous.
As if aware of Ye Qin's gaze, Zhi Dun smiled and explained: "The world thinks that Buddhism and Xuan are incompatible, but I don't think that the two actually have the same meaning."
Metaphysicians advocate "quietness and inaction", while Buddhists advocate "keeping one's mind at ease".
"Being peaceful is pure, everything is quiet, keeping is nothing, the meaning is called", "being peaceful and keeping the meaning" is "quiet and inactive". All these show that Buddhism and metaphysics are originally compatible.
Ye Qin also quite agreed with his point of view, "It is true."
There are three thousand great avenues in the world, but they lead to the same destination through different paths.
Just like Ye Qin was originally a Taoist, but sometimes he would seek opportunities in temples. Just like the White Bone Temple at the beginning of his cultivation, it was originally a Buddhist teaching.
No matter what kind of power it is, as long as it can be used by oneself and transformed into something of oneself, then there is nothing wrong. This is how learning is applied.
"Buddhist scriptures are profound, but metaphysics is the opposite. If Buddhism is explained with such mysterious words as equalization of things, original non-existence, emphasis on mystery, ultimate non-existence, emptiness, etc., then the obscure and difficult Buddhist principles will become concise and clear."
"Whether cultivating one's mind or cultivating the Tao, only by focusing on a world where everything is for my own use and all sentient beings moving forward without prejudice can we find the true path."
"So what's the Buddha, and what's the Mysterious. If you have a Buddha in your heart, even if you absorb other schools of thought, it will only enrich the Buddhist principles."
Ye Qin's words were like a trickle, flowing into Zhidu's heart. He felt as if he was enlightened, and the beads that were constantly turning in his hand stopped for a moment.
Zhi Dun had mentioned this point of view to others before, but most people either strongly opposed it or wanted to cater to him.
Some people who dislike him think that he is nondescript and that combining Buddhism and the Mysterious is an insult to Buddhism. Those who like him think that he is ingenious and has blazed a unique path, and they will only greet him with continuous compliments.
But there has never been anyone like Ye Qin who can talk to him.
"Amitabha."
Zhi Dun clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name. If he was originally curious and surprised about Ye Qin, now it has been replaced by respect.
Zhi Dun couldn't help but sigh, "The benefactor's originality and unique insights really make the poor monk admire him."
After all, Ye Qin's experience is here. He was a human and a snake all his life, and his understanding was extraordinary. Now that he has entered the period of time, he has a bird's eye view, so his mentality needs to be much more freehand.
Zhi Dun sighed quietly, "It's just that the world's opinions have been fixed, and the prejudices in their hearts are like mountains. They cannot be changed overnight. Xuan is used by Buddha. It sounds simple, but in practice it is a bit difficult."
Ye Qin said with relief: "Confucianism and Taoism can complement each other, so Xuan Buddhism can also merge, taking the essence and discarding the dross."
Ye Qin's words lifted Zhi Dun's spirit.
In the beginning, Buddhism and Taoism were incompatible, because both sides had different views and beliefs, and Buddhism was preached from outside. Taoists did not like this, and believed that Buddhism was encroaching on their own territory.
Coupled with the reasons for believers' incense, there have always been conflicts between the two sides. However, with the later localization of Buddhism, it gradually took root in this land.
Taoist and Buddhist cultures influence each other, and the contradictions are not as great as before. There is actually a trend of gradual integration and mutual help.
Inside the temple, there are fireworks, and the sound of chanting is endless. The golden Buddha statue has kind eyes, looking at the person and snake below, chatting happily. Although the scene is strange, it is inexplicably harmonious.
"I wonder what the donor thinks of the phrase 'everyone thinks he is at ease' according to his nature?"
This sentence comes from "Zhuangzi Xiaoyao Pian".
This means that as long as people do as they please without being restrained or encumbered by external objects, they can freely "travel far away" - reaching the spiritual realm pursued by Zhuangzi and metaphysicians.
Ye Qin pondered for a moment and seemed to be deep in thought. He didn't know how much time had passed before he replied: "If you can achieve a state of freedom by doing whatever you want, then Xia Jie and Liu Xiazhi can be considered free and easy by killing innocent people indiscriminately. Doesn’t it tarnish Xiaoyao’s good name?”
"Things are things without being in things, and they are far away from me; if my sense of mystery is not present, and they are quick without being quick, they are carefree, carefree, and uncomfortable. This is why it is called carefree."
Acknowledging the existence of objective things, but being able to transcend these things, regardless of right or wrong, gain or loss, and be free. This is true freedom.
Zhi Dun looked at Ye Qin's pair of green snake eyes, and in a trance he saw a vast world that could accommodate all things. All living beings were manifested here, and all their carefree postures were contained in it.
In a trance, he saw a huge Kunpeng jumping out of it, riding on the wind, soaring upward, and then turned into a big roc that covered the sky and the sun, and even Ye Qin's image became taller.
For a moment, Zhi Dun felt that he was extremely small, like a mayfly between heaven and earth.
When I took a closer look again, I was still in the temple, and nothing had changed.
The big snake in front of him shone with unprecedented divinity.
The beads in Zhiduun's hand were turning faster and faster, and even his breathing became rapid, indicating that the master was not calm.
He had never heard such an insight before, and it was as if the fog in his heart was slowly being lifted by Ye Qin. After searching for so long, he finally vaguely saw the unreachable shore.
"May I ask the donor if you have any thoughts on 'Prajna'?"
"The nature of color is that it does not have color by itself. Color does not exist by itself. Although it is color, it is empty. Therefore, it is said that color is empty, and color is empty again."
"That is, form is empty, and non-form is empty. This is enough. What is it? The nature of form. Form does not form itself. Although it is form, it is empty. If you know but do not know yourself, you will know eternal silence."
The "color" in the front refers to the cognitive "color", and the "color" in the back refers to the thing itself. Epistemologically speaking, "color" is not an objective and realistic color, so it is "color but empty".
Ye Qin starts from the perspective of time and space, and the so-called "if it moves but is still, if it seems to go but remains", what changes is just an illusion.
Everything in the world has reincarnation, starting over and over again, and everything that goes around will return to the starting point.
"Prajna studies talk about the emptiness of nature. There is no stream in the sky, there is nothing in the sky, and everything is empty."
Nothingness means that although the phenomenon of all things exists, we must see the same nature of all things. The theory of Langse talks about "Natural emptiness of Langse", which means that from the perspective of material phenomena, it is empty.
Among the inner canons of Buddhist scriptures, Zhidun has devoted the most attention to the Prajna Sutra. He had studied the Prajna Sutra before he became a monk. Later, he often debated and recited "Prajna" and became very interested in this theory.
But it always felt unsatisfactory, as if something was missing. Now, after listening to Ye Qin Daoming, the missing corner in my heart can finally be filled.
The wisdom of Prajna includes six kinds, which are the so-called Six Prajna.
"There is no wisdom, so it can be carried out by wisdom." Since we want to teach, we have to send words, use language, nouns, concepts, and words, and we will have wisdom.
"Wisdom exists in things, and there is no real trace." Prajna wisdom does not adhere to the shape of things, and the truth is nameless. Therefore, we must clearly understand "why it is sent" and "why it is said" in order to achieve "reason" and "wisdom" "Existence" realm.
"Amitabha, after listening to your words today, this poor monk was deeply moved, as if the fog in his heart had been blown away by the wind."
Zhi Dun has been thinking about these things for a long time, but he still has no answer, but now Ye Qin's explanation made him suddenly enlightened.
Zhi Dun stood up from the futon and bowed deeply towards Ye Qin.
"The poor monk has nothing to offer as a gift. He only carries this rosary with him and follows me for a long time, hoping it can bring good luck to the benefactor."
Ye Qin looked at the rosary beads on Zhi Dun's hand. He could faintly smell a special smell from the sandalwood beads. They were probably influenced by the fireworks in the temple. Their appearance was smooth and round, without any flaws.
Ordinary yet extraordinary.
This rosary has been with Zhidun for decades. It has been with him since before he became a monk. It can be said that it is an extremely cherished thing.
Ye Qin couldn't resist Zhidun's kindness, so he rolled his tail flexibly and put the rosary on the tip of his tail.
The wood-colored beads set off the dark green scales, as if the supreme Buddhist charm is flowing through it, and it looks particularly harmonious.
Zhidu clasped his hands together and smiled slightly, "This thing is destined to the donor. I hope it can be helpful to the donor in the future."
It's a pity that Ye Qin is destined to live up to his good intentions, because this place is a fragment of mottled years, seemingly real and illusory. He will leave at any time, and he cannot take his things out.
He couldn't tell Zhi Dun the reason, and couldn't explain it in a few words, so he simply accepted the rosary and said, "Thank you very much."
Zhi Dun shook his head, "The person who should say thank you should be a poor monk."
It was getting late, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the ancient building, coating it with a layer of sparkling light. Sanskrit chants murmured, the evening bells fluttered, and the entire temple was immersed in the afterglow of the sunset.
Ye Qin's heart was slightly agitated, and his soul felt like it was being pulled, but it was not obvious, which meant that he didn't have much time to stay here.
Zhi Dun seemed to notice something at this moment, and his tone was a little sad, "Is the donor leaving?"
Ye Qin nodded, "It's time to leave."
Just like when he came, Zhi Dun did not ask Ye Qin where he was going.
One person and one snake came outside the temple and watched the sunset not far away.
Zhi Dun couldn't help but ask: "Can we see each other again?"
"Maybe there is, maybe there is not, but no matter what, I hope you can find your own way. The Dharma is ahead, so go and find it."
Zhi Dun chewed on Ye Qin's words, recited a Buddhist chant in a low voice, and his expression became relieved.
The sea of clouds was churning, creating countless ripples. Golden and orange lights intertwined, and large clouds gathered together, as if they were about to burn their last vitality.
There were pilgrims coming and going, but they seemed unable to see Ye Qin, or maybe they just ignored him, because Ye Qin's existence seemed inexplicably reasonable to them.
Ye Qin was also observing them, and he noticed a familiar aura among these pilgrims.
It was exactly the same as the previous ghost monk's aura, and seemed to have the same origin.
Although this breath is still very weak and has not yet formed a climate, Ye Qin can be sure that it is indeed coming from them.
"I think that the ghost monk guardian was formed by the thoughts of all sentient beings."
Ye Qin also saw the appearance of a pilgrim who had appeared in the ghost monk's "various facial makeup", which made him more and more certain that his previous speculation was correct.
The formation of the guardian is related to the 'Businesses'. It is not a cultivator, but a product of the spiritual level, which is equivalent to the AI created by humans.
The doubts in his heart gradually disappeared, and he felt that time was running out. Ye Qin said goodbye to Zhidun, turned around and left Yinshan Temple.
After coming out of Yinshan Temple, Ye Qin went straight back to Shangqing Temple, waiting for the fluctuation of time to return to reality.
The Shangqing Temple manifested in the fragments of time is almost the same as the Shangqing Temple in Fog City, except that the statues enshrined in it are different.
The sound of gurgling water not far away continued, it was exceptionally clear, and there seemed to be other movements in it.
"Um?"
Ye Qin opened his eyes in surprise and looked over following the sound, only to see something seemed to be settling in the ditch.
The simple blade of the sword came into view, swaying with the ripples of the water.
Ye Qin was suddenly a little surprised, "Why is there a sword here?"
The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Ye Qin thought and rolled up the sword with his tail.
The sword body is quite old, with the word "Chu" engraved on it in bird seal, but it is exactly the same as the sword of the old punting man in the last time episode!
"Could it be that when I was visualizing the river last time, I unknowingly took out the old man's sword and visualized it together?"
Ye Qin looked at the sword and then at the clear water channel, with an expression of surprise and uncertainty.
After visualizing the river before, a channel appeared. He checked it once, but he did not check the situation in the channel at that time, so he ignored it.
"I didn't expect to also visualize the old man's sword, but it's normal to think about it. After all, what I'm visualizing is the entire river, and there happens to be a sword in the river."
Ye Qin thought for a moment, and while the years had not yet fluctuated, he returned to Yinshan Temple again.
Seeing Ye Qin coming back, Zhidun was a little surprised, but he heard Ye Qin smile and say:
"Since you gave me the rosary, I will give you the ancient sword as a gift."
Looking at the sword handed over by Ye Qin, it seemed to have a sense of age, and its shape was obviously different from the weapons of this era. There was also an ancient character engraved on it.
Zhi Dun was about to ask, but Ye Qin's figure had already gone away again, leaving only this ancient sword.
"There is no self-understanding, and there is a mysterious sentence that can be benevolent and smooth, that is, the color is naturally empty, and there are traces of reflection in the empty space."
"How to eliminate all traces of dust and return to the original nothingness? The mind is the two yin and yang aggregates, and the traces are like drifting beams."
Zhi Dun clasped his hands together and bowed devoutly in the direction Ye Qin left. He remained motionless, like a sculpture in a temple.
As the setting sun completely sank into the sea of clouds, a young monk came running from not far away and said, "Amitabha, Master, it turns out you are here. Everyone has been looking for you for a long time."
The next moment, the young monk noticed that the rosary beads that Zhi Dun had been carrying were missing. He was shocked and said, "Master, why are your rosary beads missing? Did you drop them? I'll go look for them for you."
Zhidun stopped the young monk's movement and said, "It doesn't matter, the rosary has arrived where it should go."
Leaving behind a specious remark, Zhi Dun turned around and left, leaving the young monk confused.
But looking at the ancient sword in Zhi Dun's hand, the young monk was even more curious and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Master, why is there an extra ancient sword in his hand?"
As the night begins, the majestic temple is submerged in darkness, and the surrounding scenery becomes blurred, as if the color has faded and gradually become decayed.
It seems that with Ye Qin's departure, part of the time here has also been taken away, causing the flow rate to continue to accelerate.
The river of time is surging again, rolling up huge waves, burying everything in the years, waiting for the world to dig and explore.
…
Ye Qin slowly opened his eyes. The solemn building had disappeared, and what he saw was the dilapidated Xiaoye Temple.
The torn strips of cloth fluttered in the wind, and the scriptures written on them had faded away from their original color, leaving only vague handwriting, which gave a vague glimpse of the past glory.
In a daze, I can see the curling smoke, the majestic treasures, countless monks meditating on futons, chanting sutras devoutly, and the Buddha statue sitting on the lotus platform overlooking all living beings.
The leading monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, full of indescribable Buddhist charm.
Ye Qin was also deeply touched by this lecture with Zhi Dun.
Xuan is used by Buddha, and Buddha can also be used by Xuan.
As the saying goes, the sea is open to all rivers, and its tolerance is great. As long as it is something that will benefit the cultivation of Taoism, it can be turned into one's own use regardless of the details and broadening one's horizons.
Ye Qin came back to his senses and sighed quietly. He thought of something and looked at the tail. There was nothing there, and there were no rosary beads.
"Sure enough, the things in the mottled years cannot be brought out."
Although Ye Qin had expected this result, he did not feel disappointed.
The passage of time here has been explored, and when Ye Qin was about to leave, he keenly captured a trace of the fluctuations of time.
"Strange, how could the breath of time still exist."
Ye Qin paused and looked around in confusion. According to the past, every time he finished exploring, the fragments of time would disappear, and the breath of time would dissipate with it.
It is equivalent to a one-way passage and cannot be entered repeatedly, but it is really strange that he can still feel the breath of time here.
After an inspection, Ye Qin found nothing.
"Is it possible that the problem doesn't lie in the wild temple?"
Ye Qin seemed to have thought of something, and with a thought, the origin of the white bones materialized. He held the small and exquisite Shangqing Temple in his hand, like a landscaping box, filled with purple energy and thunder, which was particularly magical.
And the fluctuation of time is emanating from it!
The Taoist temple still looks a little dilapidated. I don't know if it is because of Ye Qin's improvement in cultivation. Over time, the Taoist temple has also undergone subtle changes.
Although half of it is ancient, the other half is full of inexplicable charm, with mist and golden light interspersed in it, permeating continuously. Following Ye Qin's induction, it spread out from the Taoist temple and slowly enveloped the bones.
The originally small Shangqing Temple has continued to grow in size. From a physical perspective, there is actually no change. However, from a spiritual perspective, it is almost the same as the Taoist temple in reality.
Ye Qin was in it, as if he were in the palm of the bones.
Looking at the familiar scenery inside the Taoist temple, his expression was full of surprise.
This kind of change usually only occurs when entering the mottled time fragment. It becomes the medium and passage connecting the two worlds. Ye Qin entered the time fragment from the Taoist temple.
At other times, the Taoist temple is small and exquisite, staying quietly in the hands of the bones.
Now that there is such a sudden change, could it be that the Taoist temple has also undergone some changes?
Only when Ye Qin was in it did he realize that the atmosphere of time inside was more intense. He looked at those halls and saw no change.
Just when he was doubting, the sound of gurgling water could be heard endlessly, like the jade from Kunshan breaking into pieces, forming the sound of jade shaking.
Ye Qin followed the sound and walked away. The clear water channel was flowing slowly, and the water surface was sparkling, like a silver ribbon, surrounding the Taoist temple.
"It turns out to be this canal"
Ye Qin originally visualized rivers in the mottled passage of time. From then on, this water channel appeared in the Taoist temple.
But it is a pity that I have never discovered the function of this water channel. I wonder what it has given me in return?
It looks very ordinary, like a decoration.
But it wasn't until now that Ye Qin discovered that the strong fluctuations of time floating in the water channels were similar to the previous mottled fragments.
"It's so strange what made it change like this."
"Why didn't you feel this way before?"
Ye Qin looked at the water channel in front of him, his eyes flashing with deep thought. You must know that before this, the water channel was extremely calm.
Ye Qin looked carefully and found that the water quality was clearly crystal clear before, but now it seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy water vapor, rising slowly, giving a feeling of seeing flowers in the mist.
It cannot be said that the water surface is turbid, it can only be said that there is a more profound power that blocks the water channel, making Ye Qin unable to see clearly.
"Crash-"
The water surface was shaking with countless ripples, as if a pair of invisible hands were passing by. Ye Qin could vaguely see something under the ditch.
He thought for a moment, flicked his tail, and with a "plop" sound, countless small splashes of water were thrown up. The green snake's tail sank into the ditch and touched every round object.
An incredible conjecture suddenly emerged in his heart.
"Could it be it?"
As the snake's tail surfaced again, a string of sandalwood beads hung from the tip of its tail!
It is full and round, and you can faintly smell the smell of cigarettes and candles, as if it has been enshrined in the Buddhist shrine for a long time.
It has been floating in the river for so many years, but its original color cannot be concealed, and its appearance is flawless, just like when Ye Qin first saw it.
It was actually the rosary that Zhi Dun gave him!
(End of chapter)
