Peng Yuanbao was stunned for a moment, then he clapped his hands and praised: "The battalion captain is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, Peng Mou admires him!"
"Since ancient times, the weight of one hundred grains of millet has been regarded as one baht. According to legend, the Yunjin Heavenly Clothes cut by Tian Sun were light and thin, weighing only six bahts, so they were also called six baht clothes."
"As the saying goes: In the Qing Dynasty, the golden mother was drunk, the jade turtle was drunk in the setting sun, the six-baht clothes were swaying in the sky wind, and the crane felt lonely on its back! Another saying: Wearing the six-baht clothes, you will be a great immortal for hundreds of millions of calamities!"
"Therefore, the six-baht garment is the garment of gods and humans, and has always been valued by Taoists. However, my five-baht garment would never dare to be called the garment of heaven and humans, because it only weighs five baht and is embroidered with five-baht coins. The pattern is what gave it the name Five Baht Suit.”
"As for the world's most skilled tailor, I, Mrs. Peng, have promised never to reveal his identity. Please forgive me for not being able to tell him."
At this moment, the Wooden Ball Messenger, who had been staying quietly on the ground, suddenly floated up, opened and closed his mouth, and said in an old voice: "I also have a saying in Buddhism called Heavenly Clothes."
As soon as these words came out, everyone did not look at the wooden ball messenger, but turned their attention to Zen Master Zhenjue.
This old monk with a majestic appearance and a great reputation was not at all irritated at being left out. Instead, he had a smile on his face and looked calm and kind.
"The robes of gods and humans in our Buddhist deities each have a weight. As recorded in the Great Wisdom Treatise, the robes of the four heavenly kings weigh two taels, the robes of the Trayastras weigh one tael, the robes of the Yama celestial beings weigh eighteen taels, and the robes of the Tusita gods weigh 18 taels. It weighs twelve baht, his heavenly robe of transformation weighs six baht, and his heavenly robe of transformation weighs three baht.”
"The weight of heavenly clothes varies, but the ancient emperors, human emperors and all the immortal saints were most fond of heavenly clothes of six baht. There is a saying that 'the emperor's horse is worth a thousand bridles, and the heavenly clothes are worth six baht'. Over time, even I Buddhism has also gradually become convinced of the theory that 'heaven and man weigh six baht', and consider six-baht clothing to be more valuable."
However, in just a few words, Zen Master Zhenjue took over the conversation without any trace, but everyone still listened with interest.
The old monk smiled at Qi Jingzhi, and the wooden ball messenger on the side said at the same time: "The donor's Kongqing spirit has extraordinary charm, and I happen to have an orpiment essence of similar texture in my hand. I wonder if the donor intends to exchange it?"
Qi Jingzhi was slightly startled when he heard the words. Hearing the other party's words, did this Zhike monk from Fuya Temple who came down the mountain to beg for alms actually want to do business with him?
He immediately bowed to Zen Master Zhenjue: "Juniors have only heard of the word 'orpiment', but they don't know that there is actually a thing in the world called orpiment. I would like to ask Zen Master to clarify my doubts."
Zen Master Zhenjue nodded and spoke through the mouth of the wooden ball messenger: "Orpiment is a mineral. Use yellow paper when writing. If you make a mistake, you can use orpiment to smear it and rewrite it. By extension, if If someone ignores the facts and talks nonsense, you can say that he is 'orpimental in his lips', or he can be called 'orphaned in his mouth', which is the origin of the term "orpigenous in mouth"."
"The orpiment essence collected in our Fuya Temple is naturally not an ordinary mineral, but a spiritual object that can be compared with the essence of Kongqing. The so-called essence of Kongqing is, as the "Guide to Creation" says, copper is derived from the energy of the purple sun. Green is born. After two hundred years of green, stone is green. If the sky is blue, stone is green. The enlightened person..."
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but nod after hearing this. The old monk's statement was very similar to Tiandi Xuanjian's comment on the empty green corpse, which showed that it was not a lie.
"What the Zen Master said is very true..."
After the old monk pointed out the roots of the Kongqing Essence, Peng Yuanbao's face showed a look of resentment, and he admitted with some helplessness: "Stone green is a Yin stone, and it is the ancestral energy of copper that was born in the copper pit. This Kongqing Essence is even more powerful than Shilu, so its efficacy is naturally much stronger, and its significance to me, the Peng family, is self-evident. Qi Yingwei is willing to give up his love, and everything can be easily discussed."
Zen Master Zhenjue did not apologize at all for doing bad things to others. The smile on his face remained unchanged, and the wooden ball messenger's tone remained steady: "If smoked with copper essence, it will produce empty blue, and if it is smoked with gold essence, it will produce orpiment."
"Creation has the path of yin and yang. The veins of gold are hidden in mountains. The yang of the mountain produces realgar, and the yin of the mountain produces orpiment. Therefore, orpiment is the yin essence of gold."
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi was finally moved.
Among the so-called Seven Treasures of Buddhism, the first one is gold, and the so-called orpiment essence is actually a kind of gold essence.
Immediately, Zen Master Zhenjue continued: "Orpiment is a substance that tastes pungent, sweet, flat, cold, and poisonous. It is mainly used to treat malignant sores, baldness, and scabies. It kills poisonous insects, lice, body itching, and evil spirits. It can disperse dead skin muscles. "
When he said the four words "ward off evil and eliminate evil", the old monk's eyes shone brightly, and when he met Qi Jingzhi's clear eyes, they seemed to shine directly into the young man's heart.
With a bang, Qi Jing's eyes were filled with fire, and his mind and spirit could no longer be suppressed. Two divine birds vaguely appeared in it.
One with gorgeous blue feathers and burning blood eyes was clearly a mysterious and extraordinary crane; the other was green with red writing and a white beak holding fire, shaped like a crane with one leg, and was clearly a Bifang.
These two sacred birds have similar appearances and seem to be of the same race, but they are fighting each other endlessly.
For a moment, feathers were flying, fire was surging, and there was a feeling of heat and restlessness inside and outside the thatched pavilion. There were also long and exciting cranes and ferocious birdsong, which were faintly transmitted from the body of the wooden ball messenger. The Sanskrit music and Buddhist chants that came out were so overwhelming.
Seeing this situation, Zen Master Zhenjue's face was immediately moved. He could no longer conceal his surprise. He quickly withdrew his eyes and clasped his hands in salute.
The wooden ball messenger said at the same time: "That's it! The old monk Meng Lang acted like this, please don't blame the donor!"
Now Qi Jingzhi was a little confused.
He took a deep breath, exhaled the old and took in the new, suppressing the restlessness in his heart. When the fire in his eyes and the thoughts in his heart dimmed, he frowned and asked, "Why did Zen Master say this?"
The old monk, one of the four idiots in Fuya, looked at Qi Jingzhi carefully and saw that the young man was indeed fine. Then he turned his head and looked at Qi Huchan on the table beside him.
He pointed at the short knife that the young monk had taken back from his waist: "This young benefactor is spiritually connected with Qi Yingwei, but he is also filled with the desire of the six thieves and the aura of the devil. The old monk thought it was Qi Yingwei's inner connection. Something is wrong, so I am waiting for an opportunity to strike, forcing the demons of worry and delusion hidden in the benefactor's mind to appear."
"I didn't expect that at such a young age, the benefactor would have profound cultivation and strong and pure thoughts. On the contrary, I didn't have enough spiritual practice, so I misjudged the benefactor's mind. It's really a sin!"
After hearing this, Qi Jingzhi carefully recalled the situation just now and knew that although the old monk's eyes were very powerful, there was indeed no evil intention, so he believed the other party's words for the time being.
His fingers brushed the gold medal around his waist, and he began to think in his mind: "This old monk is one of the four idiots of Fuya, and his status is extremely respected, but he is so kind to me. In addition to his profound Buddhist teachings and gentle temperament, he is probably because of Gou. In the name of Chen Yuan and Langya Jun..."
Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi relaxed his mind and took the opportunity to ask for advice on the way to practice: "The Zen master's Dharma eyesight is correct. Qi did encounter evil demons blocking his way in the past few days, but I don't know what the trouble demons and delusion demons mentioned by the Zen master are. Things?"
Zen Master Zhenjue's expression relaxed, and he smiled apologetically at Qi Jingzhi. It was still the wooden ball messenger who spoke, explaining in detail: "The Yin Demon that the donor just mentioned is one of the ten demons that block the way divided by the Tao Sect, and I The Buddhist classic "Vajra Heart Sutra" also talks about the ten demons, which are the demon of external confusion, the demon of troubles, the demon of knowledge, the demon of wrong views, the demon of delusions, the demon of verbal karma, the demon of illness and suffering, the demon of lethargy and the great demon."
"These ten demons can take away the wisdom of all living beings, kill their good roots, and hinder their practice, which are the so-called demonic obstacles. Among them, the demon of troubles ranks second and the demon of delusion ranks fifth."
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi felt a little more true respect for this old monk who was willing to teach him carefully. He took the initiative to walk out of the pavilion and saluted him with cupped fists: "I have little knowledge, so please elaborate, Zen Master."
Zen Master Zhenjue immediately returned the salute with a straight face: "Those who are troubled demons are troubled by the external environment and are troubled inside. Seeing beauty gives rise to lust, seeing killing brings disgust, seeing wealth gives rise to stealing, seeing treasures gives rise to greed, seeing injustice gives birth to evil. Hatred, selfish love for one's relatives... All external considerations and internal choices are all demons of trouble."
Qi Jingzhi listened thoughtfully: "The six roots are connected with the six dusts, which give rise to various attachments and worries. They are the so-called six thieves. It seems to be similar to the theory of the devil of worries."
Zen Master Zhenjue immediately smiled and nodded: "As for the demon of delusion, if a monk is unable to clear away the demon of troubles in his heart, and his self-obscuration is not empty, and birth and death are endless, he will most likely attract this demon, causing confusion and confusion, and blocking his original mind."
"The benefactor is a young and talented person who is outstanding and must be brave and diligent in his practice. He is inevitably eager to achieve success, to the point of delusional thoughts about practicing enlightenment, delusional thoughts about entering Tibet, delusional thoughts about magical powers, delusional thoughts about mysteries, delusions about strangeness, delusions about weirdness, and even... "
Zen Master Zhenjue paused for a moment, glanced at the young monk with an envious face, and clearly meant something: "Even the delusions of enlightenment, the delusion of immortality, the delusion of ascending, the delusion of becoming a Buddha... Such delusions are not empty. Be honest, you will naturally seduce this delusional devil."
Qi Jing subconsciously followed the old monk's gaze and stared at the young monk and the Six Thieves Jian Dao.
At this moment, all his previous experiences with Hu Chan flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.
Killing people with sacrificial knives brings about boiling nausea; hiding souls in hidden blades brings about mysterious delusions; dreams in pillows bring about greed; young tigers swallow demons and delusional magical powers...
Qi Jingzhi thought for a moment and hesitated: "What Zen Master means is that this young brother of Qi is actually the transformation of the troubles and delusions in my heart? Even...even the Bi Fang bird that occupies the spiritual platform in my heart is the same?"
As soon as he said this, Qi Huchan's face sank, and his eyes towards Zen Master Zhenjue were filled with evil intentions.
Zen Master Zhenjue, however, seemed as if he hadn't seen him before. He just smiled at Qi Jingzhi and asked instead, "What does the donor think?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Qi Jingzhi fell into a long silence.
In fact, he had something on his mind that he had not spoken out just now, and that was...if the evil demon who looked exactly like him had a name, it would probably be called Lu Qiyun.
If Qi Jingzhi had accidentally lost to that evil boy, then he and the angry-eyed Qingyuhe would have ended up being replaced by Lu Qiyun and Bifangniao!
After a long time, Qi Jingzhi suddenly came back to his senses, spread out his palms in full view of everyone, and stretched his hands straight towards Qi Huchan.
He smiled brightly at the young monk, and then shouted in a low voice: "Where is my brother?"
While Qi Jingzhi was meditating, Hu Chan's face was already full of anger, anger, anxiety, frustration, fear, and other expressions. At this time, he was inexplicably surprised.
I saw the little monk leaping up without hesitation, jumping onto Qi Jingzhi's palm, and at the same time he shouted like a young tiger roaring: "My brother is here!"
Qi Jingzhi caught Hu Chan firmly, and the smile on his face became brighter: "Trouble is Qi's troubles, and delusions are also Qi's delusions. My younger brother and I are brothers and sisters connected by blood and spirituality. The rest are not enough." Argument!"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the two brothers bloomed with the strange light of candlelight, burning red and bright, and even Qi Huchan suddenly had a bright red cassock on top of his tiger skin monk robe.
It was only at this moment that Qi Jingzhi had truly perfected the Hidden Edge Technique that he had originally obtained from Liu Muzhi, and he had many unique ideas and improvements of his own.
Zen Master Zhenjue's eyes widened and he took a closer look at the cassock on the young monk's body. He couldn't help stroking his palms and praising: "Almsgiver Qi's words and actions are clearly about getting troubles and forgetting troubles, retaining delusions and losing delusions. He is really the nature of Buddha." He is born with talent and has deep roots in the Tao! The benefactor’s younger brother is also uniquely endowed with a bright future!”
Qi Jingzhi was also looking at Qi Huchan's scarlet cassock. Its style was very similar to that worn by Zen Master Zhenjue, except that it lacked those brilliant golden threads.
I still remember that when we were in the back garden of Baiyun Palace in Jiuzhen County, the young monk used the golden energy of the red gold beads to manifest his body. He stepped on the head of a fog tiger and held an ox-ear knife in his hand, and in one fell swoop he drilled through the back of the old lady's head.
After the sword was completed, although the young monk was speechless, he clearly expressed his wish, that is, he wanted to obtain the evil spirit of the golden rooster wearing a candle, so that he could reveal himself at any time in the future.
Although Qi Jingzhi agreed at the time, the subsequent development was really dizzying. He actually failed to get the Golden Rooster, but it was him, the eldest brother, who broke his promise.
Now that he saw the little monk's cassock without gold thread, Qi Jingzhi knew that he had one more reason to obtain the essence of orpiment.
With this thought surging in his heart, he smiled at Zen Master Zhenjue: "This junior practices Taoist methods, will he also have Buddha nature in his heart?"
The old monk of Fuya Temple could not hide his surprise at this time. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Demons, grind! The so-called ten demons in Buddhism are not only demonic obstacles that hinder people's good deeds and cultivation, but they also have the meaning of tempering. The benefactor of Da Qi refines demons into swords, and the benefactor of Xiao Qi swallows demons to make himself fat, which coincides exactly with the method of my Buddhist Vajra’s angry eyes and King Ming’s method of subduing demons!”
"My founder of Fuya Temple once said that those who have Buddha nature in their hearts can have freedom of entry and exit if the top door is opened; the eyes of heaven can be opened if the wisdom is opened; the throat can be opened, and freedom of life and death can be achieved; the five internal organs can be opened, and the true fragrance of precepts and concentration can be obtained. !”
"The donor just opened the top door, opened the wisdom center, opened the throat, and opened the internal organs in an instant. All the orifices opened up the spirit and qi, and subdued the troubles and delusions. At this time, the true fragrance of precepts and concentration came out from the five internal organs and lingered outside the body. It can be seen that there must be a profound Buddha in the heart. Sex is here!”
Zen Master Zhenjue didn't say it was okay. When he mentioned the "true fragrance of precepts and concentration", everyone present was shocked to realize that the sandalwood that originally accompanied the wooden ball messenger on the tip of the nose had been replaced by another strange fragrance, and this kind of fragrance was called by the old monk. The exotic fragrance that is the true fragrance of the precepts is more pure and mysterious than the elegant and timeless sandalwood, making people calm and calm, and all worldly worries disappear.
With Qi Jingzhi's current knowledge, he naturally knows that although there are many different ways of practice in this world, just like the division of the ten demons of Taoism and the ten demons of Buddhism, there are actually many similarities among them. Buddha nature is just a name, and there is really no need to delve into it.
He smelled the strange fragrance emanating from his body, and suddenly had a hunch that the day when he would convince Bifang and ascend to the coffin was not far away!
(End of chapter)
