On the rugged mountain road, two figures came, namely Huzi and Kite. /p
The kite walked in front with his hands spread out. He often fiddled with the countless golden threads in front of him. Occasionally, he would see a few filigree threads. They were the love threads of living beings. If the kite touched them, he would feel them. See the constant longing, sorrow, or happiness and longing in the love thread. If you follow that thread of love, you will definitely find its source. Perhaps it is a young bird in the nest, or perhaps it is a hungry she-wolf. In this remote mountain, there are really too many novel things. /p
Hu Zi walked behind, his face was not good, it turned out that he still hadn't recovered, among all the members of Xia Zhong, he was the only one who had to rely on cold stones to ensure the normal operation of the Shenma Pill. Although Taoist Master Wu Bian had given him a few cold stones before, But it was still far from enough to help him fully recover. /p
"Kite, have you found that boy?"/p
Kite turned around and said, "His scent is always there." Then she raised her right hand and grabbed a fiery red love thread in the air. She carefully felt the emotion on the love thread and said, "He sensed me." , but it didn’t come close to me.”/p
"This kid coughs." Huzi bent down and took a few breaths, then said: "I don't know how he survived. He must have suffered a lot, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to recognize me."/p
"Huzi, listen." The kite heard some sounds, and at the same time, it also saw many golden threads with red spots. These golden threads appeared suddenly and concentrated. /p
The kite followed the line, and the tiger followed the sound, and together they came to a wide grassland. There was a yellow mud stone several feet wide on the grass, and a monk in simple clothes was sitting cross-legged on the stone. He put his hands together and closed his eyes. , seems to be devoted to the Buddha, and is reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. Although he is in the mortal world, he is not like a mortal. When mortals see him, they will naturally regard him as a Taoist monk. In fact, he has really escaped into the light of the Buddha. Have the heart of a Buddha. /p
Dozens of corpses were lying on the grass in front of the yellow mud stone. The corpses were covered with scars and the blood had dried up. The golden threads seen by the kite had red spots. It was precisely because of the blood that those threads represented Based on the connection between the corpses and the surrounding creatures, they will rot into soil, making the weeds more lush, and can also attract wild beasts in the forest to feed them. However, the kites are no longer the "outsiders" who believed in morality and justice in the past. , although it was downplayed a lot, she still felt a hint of sadness, feeling sorry for these poor people who had just lost their lives not long ago. /p
Huzi looked around and carefully observed the appearance of the corpses. He said: "It doesn't look like a cultivator. It should be a dispute between mortals and fighting each other to death, but their deaths don't look like they had a fight." When they are fighting, you can see that their clothes are all flat, their hair is not messy, and their expressions are not that painful.”/p
"It's strange." Kite nodded and looked at the monk again. The monk was in his forties and had a Buddha-like look on his face. All the things sticking out of his head were gold threads, not a single love thread. /p
Huzi asked Kite in a low voice: "That monk has an extraordinary aura. He is probably a strong practitioner. Is there anything strange about him?"/p
Kite replied: "No, on the contrary, he is very pure. He should be an eminent monk."/p
Huzi walked into the meditating monk with light steps, bent down, and said in a low voice: "Master, are you trying to save these dead people?"/p
The monk did not respond, nor did he open his eyes. He seemed to be asleep, integrated with everything around him, and every movement of wind and grass seemed to be the beating of his heart. /p
The two of them waited aside for a long time, and then Huzi said to Kite: "Forget it, it has nothing to do with us in the first place. If you take a step forward in these matters, you will be muddy and watery, and you will not be able to shake them off."/p
Kite glanced at him, and Huzi turned around and found that the monk had opened his eyes, looking at them peacefully, with a smile on his lips. /p
"Master" Huzi respected him very much and said: "The two of us passed by here and saw so many corpses. I don't know what happened here."/p
"Amitabha" the monk still clasped his hands, he smiled and said: "Buddha said that cause and effect are fleeting, and it will be fine after it has passed. Since the soul has returned to the earth, what is the meaning of talking about the past? Why should the donor bother to reveal this cause and effect to the world again? Wouldn’t it only increase the suffering in the world?”/p
"I don't mean anything else," Huzi said with a smile, "This matter indeed has nothing to do with us. What the master said is true. Since the person is dead, the cause and effect must have been dealt with, and it is inconvenient for the two of us to disturb the master's cultivation. The Buddha has enlightened, and we will never live together again.”/p
Kite and Huzi walked more than ten steps away, and the monk said: "Wait a minute."/p
The two turned around and saw the monk walking among the corpses. His feet were not muddy, and he looked like a light Buddha statue. The monk looked at the tiger with a smile, his face was very kind, and said: "The poor monk saw that the donor's face was dark, and his chest and back were all black. He must have a lot of strange and bitter blood on his hands."/p
"What is strange blood?" Huzi asked. /p
The monk replied: "There are three kinds of suffering in death: the suffering of leaving the world, the suffering of breaking up love, and the suffering of bad feelings. The end of life is death. It is difficult to break up love when there are worldly things in the heart. There are sharp edges at the beginning and end to suffer strange pain. If you don't swallow it, the consequences of not saving will be passed on. This evil pain Suffering lies in the sharp edge of the sword. It cuts the flesh and hurts the soul, which is an act of the devil. The benefactor's body is heavy with strange pain, but it does not hurt his body, indicating that it is a foreign object. According to the poor monk's wild guess, the benefactor's hands are dripping with blood and he has accumulated too much grudges. Trapped by many causes and effects, the body is not upright, the soul is not in order, and disasters ensue.”/p
Huzi laughed, his lips were a little dry and white, and he replied: "You want to say that I killed too many people, and I will be punished for my bad deeds. You asked the Buddha with all your heart, so of course you don't know how I, a mortal, am doing. If you don't kill, you will be killed. Moreover, from my perspective, everyone I kill is a person who deserves to die. Buddha wants to save all living beings, but all living beings are a mixed bag, and there is no equality and harmony at all. If the master lives in the ordinary world, , I must be able to appreciate the joys and sorrows of us mortals. As for karma and retribution, there is no best, but it’s okay to have it. Killing people is justified, so I naturally have a clear conscience, and I am not afraid of causing trouble. Besides, the road to spiritual practice is the road to fighting. , I have no regrets.”/p
"Amitabha, why would the donor laugh like this? How about listening to a poor monk recite a sutra?"/p
"No." Huzi simply refused: "The two of us are in an emergency. Since the cause and effect here has been broken, we can't stay here and say goodbye. Master, we are destined to meet again."/p
Huzi ran away quickly. He didn't want to listen to the monk chanting sutras. The kite landed at the end and followed him away. At this time, the monk whispered a Buddhist saying. The kite felt something strange and turned back. No mortal could see it. Kite saw a strange phenomenon, but Kite saw several halos of Buddha's light in the golden thread. The Buddha's light wanted to pounce on the two of them, but was firmly blocked by the golden thread. /p
Both the kite and the monk had shocked expressions on their faces. The principles of Buddhist scriptures to save the world must have their magic. As long as the living beings in the world exist in the Buddhist principles, no matter they are good or evil, they will be illuminated by the light of the Buddha and redeemed by them. The monk has no ill intentions, he just wants to use Buddhist words to purify evil consequences and influence evil people so that they change their appearance and never do good. However, the golden thread of the kite completely blocks the Buddha's light, preventing it from penetrating at all. /p
It turns out that there are many and extraordinary principles in the world, each with its own profound meaning. Although they deal with the same human world, they are independent. The monk has Buddha in his heart, which represents the "Buddha" principle. The kite has heaven and earth in his heart, which represents the "Tao" principle. Both of them are It represents a concept of looking at the world, dealing with the world, and saving the world, and it is deeply rooted and unshakable. Kite has become a Taoist, and the words of Buddhism no longer have the power to persuade him. /p
The monk quickly understood Kite's identity. His expression did not change, and he still smiled and squinted his eyes without any malicious filaments. Kite smiled at him, nodded to show respect, turned around and left with Huzi. /p
The monk said behind him: "We are destined to meet each other again. We have formed secular connections."/p
"Oh?" Huzi turned around and said, "May I ask Master what the Buddha's name is?"/p
"Hehehe" the monk replied with a smile: "The poor monk's name is Tiangang Zima, commonly known as Wu Buddha. There are thousands of precepts in the world. No struggle and no difficulties are the joy of Buddha. If there is a fate in our hearts, we can meet each other. There is a saying in Buddhism: Looking back. That’s it.”/p
"See you later." Huzi's eyes signaled the kite to move faster. After they were far away, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm really annoyed with these guys. I can't say anything seriously, but... I thought that what I believed in was right.”/p
"Faith" Kite silently replied: "It is indeed powerful. I am also a person with the 'Tao'. Once I enter the 'Tao', I will never be able to retreat."/p
The two of them followed the fiery red golden thread and walked in the direction of Mu Ziyun. /p
The Wu Buddha returned to the yellow clay stone, looked at the dozens of corpses, put his hands together, chanted another line of Amitabha, and after reciting the last sutra, he successfully transcended the souls of the dead. These souls were more or less alive during their lifetimes. There were sins in their bodies, but when they died, they put down their evil thoughts and devoted themselves to doing good. Even if their souls died here, they had no regrets. Their hearts were influenced, and their souls were just like when they were first born in this world. Generally pure, they were grateful and happily walked towards the next reincarnation under the light of the Noon Buddha. /p
Nan Jue's words: I apologize again, because Xi'an Diary has been interrupted for the past few days. Nan Jue will try to update a chapter every few days because he is really busy recently. Nan Jue is taking the teacher's exam and all kinds of things. They are all here. I have to thoroughly master mathematics, physics and chemistry in junior high school in this week, and be able to give lectures. Nan Jue is really under a lot of pressure. In the past few days, my eyes have been almost blind, and my vision has been blurry. Online classes from morning to night, millions~wan\xiao! said, and I have to paint every evening/p
The next part of the story is about to reach the stage where Tiangong Dou will enter the final big stage. Nan Jue feels weak mentally and seems to be unable to control it, because the six-pointed star Tiangong Dou has always been in mystery and has not appeared. In this case, four forces were destroyed. Nanjue was arranging its background and abilities, and its appearance time was not certain. After all, there were too many stories to tell. /p
