Wukong's chanting can be said to have its own tightening curse effect. So far, apart from Master and Bodhisattva, he has not seen a third person who can endure it.
Even he himself is no exception, it's just that he has a tough mind and can endure it forcefully.
In fact, this endurance is all due to the more than 500 years of cold and heat under the Five Elements Mountain.
Patience and restraint are practices.
But the Great Sage is a naughty person after all.
That night, Fa Hai casually told the three disciples some precautions when liberating demons, and then when he was about to let them practice individually, the Great Sage suddenly came forward and said: "Master, I have been worshiping you for a long time. Well, now I want to ask Master to teach me how to practice Buddhist magic... Otherwise, I will be beaten and killed all the way, and others will just call me a monster monkey when they see me. I don't look like a compassionate Buddhist figure at all."
This is what he said, but when Fahai saw his eyes wandering around and erratic, he knew that he was evil again, so he deliberately said: "In this case, I will teach you a silent meditation, how about it?"
"Shut up? What is shut up?"
Fahai smiled slightly: "As the name suggests, it is a method of practicing silence. After learning this method, you will not be able to speak your mouth for the rest of your life. You will be able to walk in the three realms with your mouth shut, and you will not be able to drink water or eat."
He exaggerated on purpose.
"Can't speak?" The Great Sage waved his hands repeatedly and said: "If you don't learn, you won't learn... If you make me unable to speak from now on, you might as well just save me... If you don't learn, you won't learn."
Fahai suppressed his smile and said calmly: "Since you don't want to learn it, how about my teacher teach you a dual meditation method that adjusts yin and yang?"
"What is the double meditation method of adjusting yin and yang?" Before the Great Sage could speak, Bajie, who was watching the excitement, couldn't help it.
"Idiot, the dual practice of Zen is to find a female benefactor and perform the great gift of Zhou Gong, so as to adjust the yin and yang..." Wukong is a Taoist, and he has some understanding of the yin and yang, but he is not interested, but it is also very interesting. He asked curiously: "Master, does Buddhism also have dual meditation methods?"
"There is a Buddha of Dingguang and Joy in Buddhism, and the Joy Zen under his sect is like this."
"Ke~" Wukong said scornfully: "There is such a perverted Buddha among Buddhists. Master...doing this doesn't count as a violation of the precepts?"
Fahai said quietly: "Although Buddha is one sect, there are many dharma lines. The Huanxi Zen sect cultivates yin and yang, which is their Buddhist dharma. Just like slaying demons and eliminating demons for the teacher, killing and protecting living beings is also the Zen dharma of the teacher. ..Do you think it is a violation of the precepts to save demons as a teacher?"
"Master has never violated the precepts... Amitabha!" Wukong said and pretended to clasp his hands and chant a Buddha's name. He had followed the master for many days and learned a lot. Today was a good time to show off in front of his two junior brothers, so he He stood up straight and said: "Buddha said: Ignorant people have no roots of wisdom. It is said that the world of mortals suffers from itself and is reborn in bliss. Demons and demons suffer from themselves in the world and cause suffering to all sentient beings. Master uses the Dharma to transcend them and help them escape from the boundless sea of suffering. Wash away sins. This is immeasurable merit...um, oh...Amitabha."
The two junior brothers were in awe of their senior brother!
Fahai couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth after hearing this, and he couldn't hold back his smile. Going to Lingshan with Wukong would really make it a lot easier.
"Master." The great sage saw the master's joy and quickly hit the snake with a stick: "Master, you know my old grandson. Your disciple has never been close to women. Even if you taught this joyful Zen method, I'm afraid your disciples won't be able to learn it. ...Besides, there won’t be any female donors who can like me, a monk like me, right? Master, master... let’s find another one.”
"Huh~huh~" Bajie's eyes were shining brightly, he pushed Brother Monkey away with his butt, grinned widely, and played tricks in front of the master: "Master, master... Since Brother Monkey doesn't want to learn, I will Pigs are willing to learn...Master, please pass on this joyful Zen method to your disciples!"
"Go, go-ke!"
The Great Sage pushed the troublesome Bajie away.
"You evil disciple." Fahai glared at Bajie and said sternly: "I will punish you by copying the scriptures ten times."
"Hmph... Master is so partial to Brother Monkey, why can I pass it on to him but not to me, Old Pig?" Bajie grunted and reluctantly went to turn it over and salute.
"If you have any more complaints, let Wukong read one sentence and you write one."
The Great Sage and Bajie both shuddered, thinking: How could they be subjected to such torture just by muttering a few words? !
After a while of quarrel, Fahai asked the Great Sage again: "You should tell yourself, what method do you want to learn?"
Seeing that his master had exposed his thoughts, Wukong stopped pretending and bowed to his master again and again: "Master, please teach me the practice method of 'Buddhist Lion's Roar'."
"Why do we need to learn this?" Fa Hai was quite puzzled.
"I want to wait until I go to Lingshan Mountain to show the Buddha face to face what I have learned while traveling west with the master... in case he thinks that the disciple has killed too many lives and uses the excuse that the disciple does not understand the Dharma and therefore does not give him a positive result." The great sage looked on. Seriously, he said seriously: "I also thought about the presence of many true Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats in Lingshan. If the disciples' voices are too low, it would be a sin for them to hear them hard... Therefore, I boldly seek to use such a method in Lingshan." When you chant sutras and praise the Buddha, you live up to Master’s teachings.”
Bajie, who was copying scriptures, trembled all over and almost dropped the brush in his hand. He shouted in his heart: Senior brother, my monkey brother... please be a human being!
Fa Hai recited: "Amitabha. Since you really want to learn, how can you not teach me as a teacher?"
"Thank you, Master!" The great sage was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.
Seeing this, Xiao Bailong sighed in his heart: This is really a crime.
But in a blink of an eye, he thought about it and said to the great sage: "Elder brother, our Dragon Clan has a secret method of inheritance, called the eight tones of dragon chant... If the elder brother can integrate it with the Buddhist lion's roar, there may be another way. Wonderful effect.”
Fahai raised his head: "Master, I heard that the eight tones of the dragon's chant must be a secret technique that can only be practiced by the dragon clan..."
Xiao Bailong quickly explained: "Master doesn't know something. Ordinary people can't practice because the body structure is too different from that of a real dragon... But senior brother is proficient in the seventy-two transformations and can change according to his heart... He can adjust his body and practice this Law."
"Wonderful, wonderful!" The great sage first obtained the Buddhist lion's roar mantra from his master, and then took the little white dragon to ponder the "eight tones of the dragon's chant".
"Amitabha, how good is it? How good it is!"
Fahai doesn't care about these self-disciplined disciples. He should also concentrate on practicing and not slack off... Otherwise, judging from what these bad disciples are doing, it will be difficult to get out of the Lingshan Mountain again.
.....
The sky is bright.
The little white dragon turned into a white snake and snaked away.
Because there was a second senior brother to carry the luggage, he now felt that he had become a pioneer, doing some scout work. He also thought that the real dragon's appearance was too noisy, so he turned into a white snake and acted more secretly.
I just don’t know why, but whenever he appears as a white snake, Master always touches his golden bowl.
The master is indeed a virtuous and eminent monk, and there is no evil in sight, so I still have to appear in front of the master a few times in the image of a white snake, so that the master can become familiar with him as soon as possible.
"Master, Master!"
Not long after, the little white snake poked its head out of the bush and mouthed something: "The front is about to leave the Uzang boundary. There is a beautiful mountain outside the boundary... It is called Futu Mountain. There is a powerful Zen master in it. Disciple, take it... But he didn’t hurt me. He only asked about the disciple’s origin and invited Master to come as a guest.”
