Zhidun was already a well-known eminent monk at that time, and he was able to lecture and discuss scriptures with him, and made him understand something, and even had a profound impact, which shows that this powerful person has a profound realm.
The strange thing is that there was no record of such a person at that time, and no one in the contemporary era can match his name. After all, there are few who can surpass Zhidun in Buddhism.
There are a few who are equal to Zhi Dun, but their views are different. They can almost be said to be polar opposites, and they will not give Zhi Dun such insights and experiences.
After all, if Zhidu can be so interested in metaphysics and apply it to Buddhist principles, it is no wonder that he is also a master of metaphysics.
There were even two factions formed, one for Buddhism and one for metaphysics. The two factions were quarreling fiercely, and until now there has been no clear result.
Some people also doubt the authenticity of this manuscript, so much so that it has become a historical mystery that has not yet been solved.
"This master is really powerful."
"It must be good to be able to give guidance to Master Zhidun."
"It's a pity, it's a pity that there is no record left in history, and it has become a suspense."
The pilgrims who listened to the old monk's story whispered to each other, talked about the past and the present, and felt sorry for this historical mystery.
…
However, the old monk's casual words caused countless ripples in Ye Qin's heart.
Who was He Zhidu who lectured on scriptures and Taoism? Can it even change the rest of his life?
Ye Qin thought that the questions Zhi Dun asked him in the mottled years were all consistent with what the old monk just said.
Whether it was Zhuangzi's Xiaoyaoyou or the later Prajna studies, he had also mentioned similar words to Zhidun.
To express these views is more like extending and summarizing his words.
At the beginning, Ye Qin only put forward a rough framework. After that, Zhidun continued to use Buddhist and mystical concepts to fill in and improve it, taking the essence and discarding the dross, and finally evolved into a viewpoint that was passed down by later generations.
"Is it possible that I can really influence history invisibly? Or that the general trend will not change, but I will leave traces?"
Ye Qin was shocked and confused. At first he thought he was just a 'spectator', but as he continued to come into contact with the mottled passages of time, he discovered that he might be a 'passer-by'.
As a result, history has made waves, and the long river of time has derived many mysterious tributaries. How many secrets have been hidden under the waves of time.
The old monk and the young monk were drifting away, and Bai Yanfei was about to leave, but at this moment, she saw a green shadow in the corner of her eye.
"Huh?"
Bai Yanfei stepped forward quickly, but there was nothing under the wide banana leaves. It seemed that the green light she just saw was her illusion.
"Am I blinded?"
Bai Yanfei searched everywhere but found nothing.
"Feifei——"
Grandpa's call came from behind her. Bai Yanfei turned around and saw the old man holding a yellow amulet, "Where did your kid go? Let grandpa find it easily."
"I'm just wandering around the area."
The old man put the amulet around Bai Yanfei's neck, "This is for you. Remember to wear it with you. It will keep you safe."
Bai Yanfei nodded, but her eyes kept wandering around, as if she was looking for something.
"What are Feifei looking at?"
Bai Yanfei looked a little dazed. Faced with her grandfather's inquiry, she subconsciously replied: "I just saw a big snake."
The old man smiled and said, "I'm afraid you kid may have misunderstood. Where did the big snake come from in the temple?"
Bai Yanfei thought about it and thought so.
"While it's still early, let's go shopping around. The vegetarian food here is very good, and there are private rooms. We just want to experience it here tonight. I heard that the Buddhist teachings here are profound."
"What?" Bai Yanfei suddenly felt helpless and couldn't help but raise her voice, "Grandpa, do you still plan to stay here at night?"
Unable to resist the old man's request, Bai Yanfei had no choice but to agree.
With the departure of the grandfather and grandson, the place became completely quiet.
A rustling sound came from the southeast corner, like the movement made by some kind of reptile, and then everything was submerged in silence.
Night falls slowly, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the sky. The original blue is a little darker, and the layers are blurred, making it look like a landscape painting.
The tiles on the temple also reflected some waves, as if they were coated with a layer of sparkling orange light. Under the red wall, the curls of cigarette smoke slowly blended into the setting sun.
There were far fewer pilgrims than during the day. Except for those staying overnight, most of them were monks wearing yellow robes.
"Buzz——"
The dull and heavy bells rang, and it was time for Qiguang Temple to close. The evening drums and morning bells, and the setting sun finally fell into darkness.
After dinner, Bai Yanfei and the old man listened to the monk's evening class for a while, and then returned to the wing to rest.
The work and rest times in the temple are very regular, and I go to bed relatively early.
As the sound of the chanting wooden fish became smaller and smaller, until it finally disappeared, the entire temple fell into silence without any light.
The silver glow hangs quietly in the night sky, and the temple seems to be covered with a thin veil, and a faint green light can be seen flickering.
Seeing that all the monks had rested, Ye Qin wandered around the temple and finally came to the place where the scriptures were collected. Although the door was closed, Ye Qin naturally could not be stopped.
He slipped in quietly.
Qiguang Temple is an ancient temple, and it was founded by the eminent monk Zhidun. It has left behind many ancient scriptures, which are of great research value. However, most of them are handwritten copies, not the original ones.
Originally, the host had carefully collected it and put it in a safe. It would definitely not be left out openly.
There are rumors from the outside world that Qiguang Temple contains classics and classics written by Zhi Dun himself. For Ye Qin, it doesn't matter whether they are original or copied by descendants.
Previously, Zhi Dun Xuan was used by Buddha to create a brand new path. At that time, the two families of Buddhism and Xuan lived in harmony and harmony, each with their own merits, which had a profound impact on future generations.
Tracing back to the origin, he has many connections with Buddhism, and there was even cause and effect from the beginning.
The White Bone View is one of the Buddhist practice methods and one of the five Zen methods of Buddhism. From this, his original visualization object "White Bone" was born.
Therefore, Ye Qin also had some feelings along the way, and he finally decided that the object of visualization this time would be Buddhist scriptures!
There are many scriptures collected in Qiguang Temple, such as the Diamond Sutra, Surangama Sutra, Lotus Sutra, Vimalakirti Sutra, etc., but these are not what Ye Qin wants.
Although the object of visualization this time was a Buddhist scripture, Ye Qin did not want to find a random one, hoping to find one that was destined to him.
At just the right moment, a book with a blue cover came into view. It could be seen that it had been frequently read, and the corners had been rolled up, and a few large characters came into view.
"Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra"
The moment he saw it, Ye Qin felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Zhi Dun also talked about "Prajna" with him, and even founded the "Jise Sect" because of Ye Qin's views, advocating the idea that "color is emptiness".
It played a great role in promoting the development of Prajna learning in Daxia at that time.
There is always cause and effect.
Ye Qin's guidance on "Prajna" from Zhi Dun in the mottled years can be said to have had a profound influence and has been passed down to future generations. Now his visualization object happens to be the "Prajna Heart Sutra".
Everything seemed to have formed a complete and complete closed loop, spanning the distance of time and space, and finally reached perfection at this moment!
"Then it's you..."
Ye Qin opened the book, and the first sentence attracted him deeply.
[Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, he saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and he survived all the hardships. 】
[Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, form is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and awareness, relic. These dharmas are empty and have neither birth nor destruction, neither dirt nor purity, neither increase nor decrease. . 】
Prajna is a religious term, which means "ultimate wisdom" and "wisdom of identification". It specifically refers to the wisdom of knowing all things and the origin of all things truthfully.
The wisdom of Prajna includes six types, which are the so-called Six Prajna's. The first is reality Prajna, the second is state Prajna, the third is word Prajna, the fourth is convenience Prajna, the fifth is dependent Prajna, and the third is Prajna Prajna. The six types are contemplation of prajna.
The connotation of the six types is Vajra Prajna.
The "Prajna Heart Sutra" is the one with the shortest text and the most profound and subtle interpretation among the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures.
In only 260 words, it condenses the essence of 600 volumes of the Mahaprajna Sutra and captures the essence of the Buddha's 22 years of Prajna talks.
It not only clarifies the principles of "universe, life, dependent origination, and emptiness of nature"; it also shows the application and function of the wonderful principle of Prajna Vacuum; it is actually the core of Prajna and the heart of Buddhism.
As Ye Qin studied more and more deeply, that mysterious and mysterious feeling came to his heart again, and the scriptures in front of him turned into golden lights and jumped in the air.
Ye Qin wanted to touch it, but found that the words seemed to have their own vitality, and instantly dispersed into a ball of golden light, like fireworks exploding.
In reality, nothing has changed. These are just conjectures derived from Ye Qin's visualization.
Boom, boom, boom...
It was clear that there was silence all around, but Ye Qin heard the sound of chanting wooden fish, looming and faint, like Mahayana Buddhism, full of endless mysteries, deafening and enlightening.
Ye Qin's soul felt light, as if floating in mid-air, and an attraction appeared in the dark, making him move towards the place where the golden light emerged.
A splendid palace appeared in sight, surrounded by the supreme Buddha's light, colorful and full of indescribable charm.
The sound of chanting became clearer and clearer, and the golden light gathered more and more, slowly converging into the shape of a lotus. On top of the lotus, the Buddha faced all living beings with an expression of compassion on his face.
The clouds turned and the mist surged, golden lotuses suddenly appeared, and the compassionate Bodhisattvas and Arhats stood around, filling the sky with gods and Buddhas, shining with light, accompanied by the continuous sound of Sanskrit, washing Ye Qin's soul, and all worries were swept away.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, he saw that all five aggregates are empty, and he survived all the hardships."
These gods and Buddhas all spoke together, and all they chanted was the "Prajna Heart Sutra". The voices were not noisy, but seemed to be extremely ethereal, looming, and unpredictable.
Ye Qin also subconsciously joined in and recited it together, as if he wanted to carve it deeply into his body.
"Sariputra, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness, relic. These dharmas are empty and have neither birth nor destruction, neither dirt nor purity, neither increase nor decrease. .”
"Prajna Heart Sutra" can destroy the emptiness of form, develop wisdom, uncover the hypocrisy of all dharmas, and reveal the true nature of emptiness. It is also the way to cross the sea of life and death and reach the other shore.
As Ye Qin's visualization gradually became better, all kinds of imagination became more extraordinary. However, because the objects of visualization were Buddhist scriptures, these imaginations were all related to Buddha.
Under the Buddha's light, unknowingly, the original white bones materialized, exuding gleaming white light, and the eyes seemed to have moonlight flowing, and a faint crescent moon could be seen, complementing the body.
There is a thunder mark on the crystal bones of the forehead, and the Shangqingguan on the palm is still small and exquisite, but occasionally the breath of time appears. With the blessing of scriptures, it adds a little more mystery of Buddhism.
The hollow mouth opened and closed, as if he was also studying Buddhist scriptures with Ye Qin.
Buzz!
On the imaginary spiritual level, the golden light spots seemed to be attracted by something and gathered towards the bones, surrounding them like fireflies.
If you look carefully, you will see that these are not golden light spots at all, but small words. They seem to want to blend into the bones, but there seems to be an invisible wall blocking them all from the outside.
These words are filled with supreme Buddhist teachings and rich power. If they are fused with the bones, they will definitely produce unexpected effects.
Sensing their approach and intimacy, Ye Qin slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with indescribable solemnity and solemnity.
"You guys are nice, but not what I want."
Although these scriptures are good and condense the essence of Buddhism, they belong to others. Ye Qin followed a unique path, so his scriptures must also be the same.
Visualizing Buddhist scriptures is just a means of cultivation, not Ye Qin’s method of cultivation!
His method, you have to enlighten yourself!
"No matter how good others are, they are only theirs and are not suitable for my Taoism."
"Since I am the demon ancestor, I should create a method of cultivating demons that belongs only to me and the demon clan!"
Once this thought comes up, you can't stop it.
Buddha is a mysterious person, and Ye Qin wants to combine the two to create a scripture tailored for himself, so that it can fit with his Taoism.
Although it sounds simple, it is easier said than done. From ancient times to the present, which classics have been formed overnight, let alone the only method of cultivation in the world?
Even if Ye Qin has extraordinary understanding, even if he is already a demon elixir demon, he still cannot reach this point.
Direct fusion is certainly a shortcut without any worries, but that's the upper limit.
If you create it yourself, although it is a little troublesome and you don't know if it will succeed, you have unlimited possibilities.
Ye Qin already had a faint frame in his mind. After noticing his thoughts, the golden light spots around him gradually became dim and quickly dissipated in the air.
He didn't feel it was a pity and continued to think hard and delve deeper.
At the same time, the demon elixir in the body was running rapidly, and a golden thread slowly spread from it.
As Ye Qin meditated deeply, the golden light suddenly flourished, and the thick and thin hair spurted out, like fireworks blooming, and it was extremely gorgeous.
These threads are connected to each other, running continuously on the white bones, and finally converge at the sternum.
As if consciously, the golden thread began to write horizontally, strokes and strokes.
The golden elixir was used as a pen, and the bones were used as paper, slowly carving out a faint outline, and finally a word slowly took shape, it was the word "Qi"!
The golden font contained extraordinary charm, which woke Ye Qin up. Looking at the word "Qi" on the bones, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Qi is the root of all things in the universe, time and space.
"The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic" "Su Wen" says: "Qi begins to generate and transform, Qi disperses and becomes tangible, Qi spreads and cultivates, and Qi ends and the image changes."
The evolution, growth, reproduction, and demise of all things are all driven by Qi throughout, and Qi is the basis and foundation of all things.
"Zhuangzi" says: "The life of a person is the accumulation of Qi. When it is gathered, it is life, and when it is dispersed, it is death."
As for Ye Qin's practice so far, in addition to visualization, "Qi" has been running through it from beginning to end, whether it is innate Qi or acquired Qi.
Even his golden elixir is condensed based on "Qi".
A seemingly simple word is of great weight to him. It can even be said to be his foundation and foundation.
Soon the golden light dissipated, and the golden characters were embedded in the bones, but Ye Qin did not sense any special power in it.
The specific function is unknown, but the mere existence of this word is extremely extraordinary.
"But I think the feedback effect should be very miraculous. For example, the previous Taoist temples and water channels need to be excavated."
After brewing for so long, only one word appeared on the bones. Ye Qin was a little disappointed, but he soon became relieved.
After all, this road is not easy to walk, and it is impossible to create a scripture in a moment. Let me ask which of the ancient and modern works that have been circulated in history have been forged through countless trials.
Now I only have one word engraved on my cultivation scripture, which is already a very good beginning!
You can continue to try carving characters in the future until you carve a real scripture on demon cultivation!
Thinking of this, Ye Qin stopped worrying and continued to study the "Prajna Heart Sutra". He was probably too immersed in it, and even his body began to shake unconsciously.
It's like the state of ancient scholars shaking their heads while reading, and the snake's tail is wagging, enjoying it.
It was already late at night, and the temple was completely silent. Only the chirping of insects and even the sound of the wind seemed to have stopped.
Under the moonlight, there was a sneaky figure, like a bat in the dark night, blending into the long night and quietly approaching the temple.
"I heard that there is an ancient scripture written by Zhi Dun in Qiguang Temple. I don't know if it is true or not. If it is true, it must be sold for a lot of money."
"Dahei Liu said that foreigners have recently purchased these antiques at high prices, especially those related to Taoist metaphysics. This is really nonsense. If I steal a copy this time, I will definitely trick them to death and enhance our country's prestige."
Heiying had a lot of thoughts in his mind and was obviously not nervous.
He glanced at the closed door, then turned over and jumped off the wall. There was no movement when he landed. It was obvious that his skills were very strong, and he was obviously an expert.
During the day, Zhao Jianhua had already visited some places. Taking advantage of the silence of the night, it was a good opportunity to make a move. He quickly came to the Sutra Collection Pavilion, where most of the sutras in Qiguang Temple were stored.
Zhao Jianhua glanced at the closed door, took out a piece of wire from his pocket, and fiddled with the keyhole a few times, but the lock opened in a moment.
No wonder he dared to enter Qiguang Temple alone in the middle of the night. It was obvious that he had some skills, whether it was climbing over walls or opening locks.
With a "squeak" sound, Zhao Jianhua gently opened the door and walked in quietly. He looked around and saw that they were all filled with scriptures.
The Sutra Pavilion is relatively large in area and is divided into two areas, front and rear, with bookshelves blocking the middle.
Zhao Jianhua walked in carefully. He had extraordinary abilities. At night, his eyesight was much better than normal people. At this moment, with the faint moonlight, he could clearly see the scene inside. There were many messy scriptures on the ground.
Logically speaking, the monks in the temple should be able to tidy up, and it is impossible to make such a mess.
"Is it possible that there were people of the same kind who came here before this?"
Looking at the scriptures on the ground, Zhao Jianhua muttered. He looked hard at the innermost part, but was suddenly startled and his expression changed slightly.
Through the faint moonlight, he glimpsed a shadow of a person on the ground in the corner?
Set against the moonlight, hazy.
This discovery shocked him, and the foot he had just stretched out immediately retracted as if he was electrocuted.
Since there is a figure, it means that there are other people in the Sutra Pavilion!
Zhao Jianhua was shocked, but he did not leave immediately, because the shadow was motionless and obviously unaware of his existence, so there was no need to panic.
It must be said that this old boy is very experienced, bold and careful.
Zhao Jianhua held his breath and looked intently in the night, but due to the angle, he could not see any human figures at all, only the shadow cast on the ground was very clear.
I saw that the figure was very slender. She must be a woman with this waist and figure. She seemed to be sitting on the ground at the moment, with her head lowered, probably reading a book.
How sick!
Stayed up most of the night and came here to read secretly?
Forget it, if you still don’t light the damn lamp, you are even more like a thief than him!
Zhao Jianhua was really speechless. If he hadn't been careful, he might have been exposed at this time.
Fortunately, the man seemed to be engrossed in reading. The shadow on the ground was motionless and he did not notice the intrusion of outsiders, which made him feel relieved.
It seems like I won’t be able to steal anything tonight!
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Zhao Jianhua tiptoed and prepared to retreat, just in case. He looked back from time to time. When he took a few steps away, he was suddenly stunned.
Because he discovered that the shadow that was still on the ground in the corner suddenly disappeared?
He couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating. When he looked closely, he saw that the corner was empty and there was nothing.
There was no movement at all, the figure just disappeared, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.
"You were obviously still here just now."
It was so strange. The more Zhao Jianhua thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
If there is someone inside, why is the outside door closed? And when he came in, it was quiet inside, without any sound, it was surprisingly quiet.
But he did see the figure on the ground just now!
"It can't be a female ghost."
Zhao Jianhua sneered in his heart, and with a bit of curiosity and inquiry, he cautiously walked inside.
He walked very lightly, making almost no sound, and his body was as tight as a bowstring. Whenever he found anything wrong, he would retreat immediately.
However, when he got closer to the dim moonlight, he finally saw the scene in the inner hall clearly!
"Grass!"
But he couldn't help but suddenly said "f*ck" in his heart. Zhao Jianhua couldn't help but widen his eyes, feeling endless regret.
Under the cold moonlight, you can clearly see a huge green snake hovering under the bookshelf, hiding its figure. Its body is shaking slightly, as if it is drunk and intoxicated, even the huge animal head is also there. It keeps swaying, and the spread out scriptures are not far away, and under its body, it turns out that it is shaking its head while reading the scriptures!
"The snake demon is reading the scriptures. Is this a fucking monster?"
Snake letters were revealed from time to time, and the scarlet color deeply hurt Zhao Jianhua's eyes. He could no longer move his legs at this moment, but his whole body was shaking. His face was pale with fear, and his lips were trembling, but he could not utter a single word. come out.
He suddenly remembered the figure he saw earlier. Was it a human or a snake?
Or maybe it was simply a big snake that appeared to confuse people and lure them here?
There was only one exit in the entire Sutra Pavilion, which was the door where he had just entered. The figure suddenly disappeared, but a big snake appeared that seemed to be reading a sutra!
Just imagine, how could a normal person come here to read a book in the middle of the night without lighting up? Moreover, the figure suddenly disappeared, which made it look extremely ghostly.
Everything was filled with inexplicable weirdness. The doubts and fears in Zhao Jianhua's heart finally reached their peak at this moment. All kinds of emotions were intertwined together, and the hair stood on end, and it was terrifying!
"ah!"
With a scream that cut through the night, everyone in the temple woke up from their sleep. There were a few snaps, and the lights were like daylight for a while.
"What's going on? I think I heard someone screaming."
"The sound seems to be coming from the Sutra Pavilion."
"Everyone has gone to bed in the middle of the night. There is no way there is anyone out there. Could it be a thief?"
"Oops! The temple was robbed."
Many monks, wearing cassocks, came out of the room one after another. The originally quiet and peaceful temple suddenly became lively, with everyone whispering and bleary-eyed.
The cold crescent moon hung in the sky, watching a good show happen.
As a criminal police officer, Bai Yanfei could wake up at the slightest sign of trouble. Naturally, she heard the noise. She immediately got dressed and walked out of the room. The old man happened to open the door and peeked out to see what was going on outside.
"Grandpa, stay in the room, I'll go see what's going on outside."
Worried about danger outside, Bai Yanfei warned carefully.
The old man nodded, "Then be careful."
The temple was brightly lit, and many monks followed the sound and ran towards the Sutra Pavilion. Bai Yanfei was among them. The group of people hurriedly walked and finally arrived, only to find the door open!
(End of chapter)
