As the days pass, the trees on both sides of the library are always evergreen.
There is always a figure sitting by the window, day after day.
Chu Guanmeng looked at the used ink sticks and couldn't help but muttered, "When will the monk come again? The ink sticks given a year ago are almost worn out."
Lin Du didn't have time to be distracted. She didn't care about getting ink. She kept writing until the ink was dry and only traces of dragging were left. Then she put down the pen and stood up suddenly.
There were piles of books on both sides of the table, most of which were not in the language of Zhongzhou. In just three months, Lin Du completely understood Yunmoluo's language, and then repeatedly read through the books she asked Wei Zhi to find for her. Most of the Buddhist scriptures and materials were pieced together based on the words on the jade slips, and there were almost thousands of pieces of waste paper.
This was not the first time Lin Du drew a formation based solely on words.
In her two lifetimes, she has calculated countless formations, and Yan Ye has arranged many strange and treacherous formations for her, but none of the formations with only 149 characters on the jade slip has allowed her to repeatedly deduce them for so long. .
That's not the Taoist formation.
That's from Buddhism.
The name of that array, directly according to the text, can be translated as annihilation.
Eliminate the three confusions and save life and death.
Later, in this world, people called those two words Nirvana, and there is also a saying called Nirvana.
"I'm done."
The moment she stood up, the accumulated and scattered drafts were picked up by the gust of wind and floated into the air.
Lin Du stretched out his hand and grabbed it, "Let's go find Wei Zhi."
Maodan, who was still bored, stood up suddenly and opened his eyes wide. "Are you finally going to find him? There are only three cans of wine left at home."
"That's because you drank secretly. I drink a cup every day before going to bed. You drank a basin, and he almost emptied the tantric wine cellar." Lin Du casually used his spiritual power to reset the things and began to carefully organize the formation stones.
Weigh, cut, shape, sort and place individually.
Chu Guanmeng commented, "This is the most accurate I've ever seen you do."
"I didn't want to, but he gave me too much." Lin Du responded sincerely, "This is not wrong. There is only one life. I don't care. That's a big customer."
Chu Guanmeng scanned Lin Du's storage ring with his spiritual consciousness, and sighed seriously, "Don't tell me, don't tell me, the things that the monk has moved here one after another this year are almost half, and it's not even counted. The used ones and the weird spiritual plants placed in the sect.”
Lin Du confirmed that everything was ready and went to pick up his bodyguard and go out together.
The city where the Yunmoluo Tantric Sect is located is not that big compared to the Dingjiu City in Zhongzhou, but as soon as you step into it, you feel that it is crowded.
Hou Cang folded his arms and followed Lin Du, chattering, "You just have a few days, why do you have to come to Yunmoluo?"
"Friendly reminder, I have been well for three months." Lin Du said.
"With all due respect, because you went to the library to study every day, your recovery was not good and your energy was stagnated. It took another month before you were allowed to use your spiritual consciousness. Once you were able to use your spiritual consciousness, you kept doing calculations." Hou Cang Speaking very fast, "Is there anyone who can recover from illness like this?"
"Yes, me." Lin Du looked at the people coming and going, his eyes falling on the pilgrim's back.
It was a family of young and old, an old woman and two little girls, wearing dusty aprons around their waists. The woman bowed in three steps, prostrating piously, her head covered with dust. The two little girls were dragging a wooden cart. Walking behind, all their belongings were piled and bundled above.
If they want to make a pilgrimage to the heart of Tantric Buddhism, that little wooden cart will be their home.
The little girl turned her head and saw two people whose clothes were incompatible with those around them. She stared at them with dark eyes. When Lin Du smiled, she also grinned and smiled back. Her face was dark and shiny, and her teeth were as white as snow.
In front of this family, there were a few ascetics in ragged clothes, unkempt hair, and bare feet, kneeling in worship.
The ascetics of Yunmoluo often choose Tantric Buddhism as the destination, and make pilgrimages to the eight major sects one by one.
"What do they ask for?" Lin Du suddenly asked.
Hou Cang was stunned for a moment, "Hard training, is that what they practice, refining the body and refining the mind?"
Hou Cang waited for Lin Du to look away before asking, "Why do you have to come here?"
"Because the danger did not show up for ten days, the seal was opened." Lin Du looked at the place where the Tantric Sect was located on the high ground in the distance. There were many white pagodas and densely packed huts surrounding it. The high ground was scattered all over the place, which was particularly spectacular.
A bell rang just then.
Hou Cang understood that the seal of demonic energy was opened, but the Buddhist cultivator who had appeared in the sect almost every few days for a year did not come.
The meaning there is self-evident - the danger has been withheld.
When the two arrived at the Tantric Sect, they showed the Supreme Sect's token, and the Buddhist cultivator who was guarding the door hurriedly reported it.
The ascetic monk arrived at the high mountain at this time, in front of the Buddhist gate.
Someone asked him, "What do you seek during this hard work?"
The man performed a Buddhist salute and slowly opened his voice in a hoarse voice, "Amitabha, may you be safe and happy."
Lin Du happened to be welcomed here and looked at the ascetic for a moment.
The man's eyes were dark, and after seeing Lin Du's attire, he bowed again.
Lin Du raised his hand and saluted in return.
Hou Cang suddenly couldn't explain his mood. He fell one step behind and watched Lin Du's figure intertwined with that of the ascetic monk. One was still going up and the other had reached the end.
He suddenly turned around and took another look at the densely packed crawling beings at the foot of the mountain.
The two sentences Lin Du once said suddenly rang in his ears.
"I do."
"I do not regret."
His heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered the look in Lin Tuan's eyes when they first met.
He once thought it was unique love, but now when he thought about it, it was just like the way the ascetic monk and Lin Du lowered their eyes to look at all living beings.
Calm, heavy, and as broad as the sea.
Hou Cang suddenly lowered his head, and the heavy thing in his heart turned into water vapor in the blink of an eye.
It turned out that he had made a mistake from the beginning.
Common people...
Cang Li was originally an orphan picked up by Lin Tuan and was named Cang Li.
Cangli, the common people are like Lili grass and trees, prosperous and full of vitality.
And he himself is the Hou Cang, the Hou Tu is the people, and the Hou Tu carries the people.
It turns out...it's not Cang Li's later disciples, but the common people carried by Hou Tu.
In the past, Hou Cang only gave the explanation that Lin Tuan was questioning him, but it was not the case.
It turned out that Lin Tuan had told him a long time ago.
She has never been partial, she has always loved both.
But he always hated this so much in the past and tried his best to occupy her gaze, but now inexplicably he only felt that a saint should be like this.
"Senior brother?" Lin Du turned around and called out to wake up Hou Cang.
Hou Cang raised his head and met Lin Du's concerned and suspicious eyes, "Oh, I'm looking at the terrain."
If you want to rob the prison, look at the escape route map from the high ground.
Lin Du waved, and Hou Cang strode to her side, "Ang?"
"Senior brother, don't worry. They are inviting us in respectfully now, and will respectfully send us a big gift later, asking us to put an end to the danger."
Lin Du said this using his spiritual consciousness.
Hou Cang's eyes widened, "Ang???"
As expected, after the tantric Buddhist cultivator invited them in, Lin Du got straight to the point, "I have a way to convince Wei Zhi to feed the devil with his body."
The hand of the mage who came to entertain the guests while serving tea trembled slightly, "Huh?"
How do you know if you are not a monk from the Supreme Sect? Do the people of their Supreme Sect have such a wide range of business?
"Yeah." Lin Du's eyes were calm and firm.
"Then, donor, what can you do?" the mage asked carefully.
"I'm a professional at persuading people. Although I didn't attend any of the seminars, I'm really good at speaking out."
The Master didn't believe it. He felt that the people from the Supreme Sect were here to cause trouble.
Lin Du said, "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, but do you have any other ideas? Can you tie him up by force? He has become a golden body and was once the third in the Chongxiao Ranking. As long as he works hard and fights to the death, then this There will never be another Buddha in the world."
She sat calmly on her seat, and her words fell into the ebony hall, "He is alone. You don't know what his concerns are, what his weaknesses are, there is no way to gain interests, and there is no way to shake his morality."
"But now, I'm here."
"There is only one me. You don't have to believe it, but you can only believe it."
Not to mention the mages and Buddhist cultivators present, even Hou Cang was stunned when he heard these words.
Why didn't he see that Lin Du was still pinching Wei Zhi's weak spot and was Wei Zhi's last concern?
The mage was silent for a long time and put the tea on the table next to Lin Du.
"You're right. I grew up with him, but I don't know what he wants."
"That is the bone of the Buddha. He is born with knowledge. He can memorize the scriptures after reciting them once. He has thousands of scriptures and has a photographic memory. He explains the Buddha's meaning word for word at the age of seven. He debates the scriptures among the eight schools. He is the only one. Respect."
"No one expected that he would later become the monster monk you call him, that he would swallow dragons to cultivate a golden body, burn down his own Buddhist monastery, and travel around the world without anyone being able to catch him."
"There seems to be nothing he doesn't understand, but he just doesn't understand it. His destiny, the profound meaning of Buddhism, and the eternal salvation of all living beings with great mercy and compassion. You said he explained it clearly, but why don't you understand it?"
After the Master finished speaking, he smiled bitterly and said, "If senior brother is a disciple of the Buddha, he should have already understood that it is necessary to save all sentient beings from the sea of suffering, but he doesn't understand. If he doesn't understand, is he still a disciple of the Buddha?"
Lin Du lowered his eyes and said, "Have you ever heard of a saying? Being generous to others and being unkind to others means nothing to yourself?" [Note 1]
The Master shook his head, clasped his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name, "If I have Buddha bones, I will feed the evil ghosts with my body."
Lin Du smiled, "So you don't understand."
She stood up and looked at the other person with a heavy gaze, "Weizhi, this is Lou Weizhi. The Lou family wants the national crisis to end, and you Buddhists also want the world crisis to end, but they all place their hopes on one person."
"Do you really think that one person can save all sentient beings?"
Lin Du smiled and said, "Do the things that you think should be done really make sense? All living beings have obsessions. If you didn't, you would have become a Buddha now. He is just a son of the Buddha, not a Buddha. Why? Shouldn’t there be obsession?”
"Trapped by obsession, unable to fully enlighten, unable to be reborn in the Pure Land, if not a great wisdom, how can he be a disciple of the Buddha?" The Master clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes and replied.
Lin Du shook his head, "So the fundamental question remains. He is the one you all are looking forward to. The person who jumps off the source of the evil energy and completely seals the evil energy. You can only place your hope on him to save all sentient beings. I can Let him let go of his obsession."
"Not everyone in this world should accept their birth mission."
"His obsession is not his mission at all. It is a question of whether he has the right to make his own choices."
"It's not that he should or he wants to, but he wants to."
The Master was finally able to argue, "Master Lin Du is really eloquent, but I don't know, is Master Lin Du here also for the sake of the common people in the world?"
Lin Du finally laughed and said, "Master, of course you are doing good for the common people, but there are no free lobbyists in the world."
The Master couldn't help but said, "Donor, this is the pure land of Buddhism."
"The Pure Land of Buddhism, I don't care about money, I care about fate." Lin Du took it naturally.
"The fate between me and Wei Zhi is very heavy, so to cut off these fates, we should smash something heavy, right?"
"After all, I charge money for doing things so that I won't be involved with you." Lin Du's face was clear and he looked very convincing.
Only then did the mage understand that it was true.
Responsible for reincarnation has always been easy to get involved in cause and effect, so the fee is high, and the fee is regarded as the conclusion of a transaction.
Only then did Hou Cang suddenly realize that Lin Du was here to ask for money.
Lin Du finally saw Wei Zhi.
Before entering the meditation room, Lin Du noticed the powerful restriction.
Tantra is still afraid of him.
No one is afraid of a lunatic who has no concern for his weaknesses.
Madmen have no scruples and are the most willing to take risks.
Wei Zhi was sitting upright on the futon. Next to him, a man wearing a red cassock was reciting something to Wei Zhi. Behind him, a Buddhist cultivator in yellow monk robes was knocking on a wooden fish and chanting sutras in a low voice.
The man was sitting in the middle, wearing a jade-colored cassock. He was thin and tall, with his eyes lowered and motionless, like a flower on a cliff covered in frost, and was incompatible with this warm world.
"The danger has stopped." Lin Du's voice broke through the chanting, extremely abrupt.
Wei Zhi raised his eyes and looked at Lin Du. The sunlight outside the room penetrated into the room, illuminating his amber eyes brightly.
Buddha's hand, which he had not raised for the past seven days, slowly raised it, put his hands together in front of his chest, and nodded slightly, "Master Lin Du."
At that moment, the Tantric abbot suddenly saw that all the dust particles followed the light beam and fell on the Buddha's jade-colored monk's robe, Qingjing was no longer there.
And on the path of the light beam, stood a man in green clothes, with white hair and gray eyes, as if the mountains were covered with snow. He was clearly a Taoist monk, but he was full of Zen spirit.
"I promise you." Wei Zhi said, "I promise you that I will seal the source of the demonic energy with my body."
Before the abbot could answer, he heard Wei Zhi continue to say, "But I have a request."
"Over the years, Tantric Buddhism has flourished because of me, with donations of money and countless followers flocking to it."
"I preached, recited, and saved you, one after another, one person after another."
"Now I still want to save sentient beings."
He spoke gently, like water flowing from the snow-capped mountains, flowing calmly over the rocks, almost silently, but stirring up a river in the hearts of several others.
"But I still have one unfulfilled wish."
"That obsession was only tied to one person. Now I can only end it with things."
"I also ask the abbot to give me all my relics, including all the seven treasures in my Zen room, the pond of carps and lotus flowers that I have kept since I was a child, and the woods behind the house that I have maintained since I was a child. she."
"I mean, I gave her the world I once had."
The abbot was stunned for a moment, then said immediately, "Okay."
The Buddhist cultivator behind the abbot was also stunned. The quality of the things in this Zen room is extraordinary. There are even gifts from the other seven Buddhist sects. There are also a lot of them. The lotus flower is a sacred object in the sect. It is always beside it. Enlightenment The pond is also a top-notch spiritual pond, and the woods behind it are also filled with extremely rare exotic flowers and plants, as well as various trees that are thousands of years old. They are extremely spiritual and are rich in heavenly spiritual plants.
Is the price... too high?
But the abbot has already agreed, so there is no reason to go back on it.
When Hou Cang saw this, he understood completely.
Lin Du and Wei Zhifang are acting opposite each other here. They are both talking about it. One says that money can annihilate cause and effect, and the other says that using things to annihilate thoughts is really powerful and well-founded.
He lamented that people still have to be able to talk.
The junior sister must have known that in order to save the people on the border, her sect sent out massive amounts of magic talismans, elixirs, and defensive weapons for free, and her sect's inner storehouse of materials was visibly depleted, so she came to Buddhism. Make a fortune.
As expected of a junior sister!
Wei Zhi stood up, and when the abbot followed closely, he suddenly spoke, and for the first time he faced his nominal master and adoptive father alone and asked a question.
"Abbot, when I was young, I asked you why others said that I was born to save people, so I had to complete their unfinished lessons for them, carry them across rivers, and protect them from disasters. You said that this was my destiny, no? Ying was angry and asked me to copy the scriptures a hundred times. I wanted to learn kung fu, but you refused to let me do it and punished me with many tricks."
"Do you still think so now?"
The abbot raised his eyes and clasped his hands together, "I should annihilate all sentient beings. I have annihilated all sentient beings, but no sentient being has actually been annihilated." [Note 2]
Wei Zhi watched him finish reading, then turned his head and looked at Lin Du, "In that case, I don't have any more problems."
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Note 1: Li Zhi of the Ming Dynasty's "Book Burning·Han Deng Xiaohua": Kuang Kang's generosity to others, wasting other people's wealth, being merciless to others, does it mean nothing to himself? The general idea is to use favors to force others to compromise and make sacrifices, making oneself seem very lofty, but in fact one has given nothing and makes others appear unwilling.
2: Coming from the Diamond Sutra, the word "annihilation" here means more of "saving", which can be directly understood as "saving all living beings". There is another sentence at the end: if there is a self-image, a person's image, a living being's image, and a life-span's image, it means that it is not a Bodhisattva. . Based on my shallow understanding and lack of understanding, the meaning used here is that if the abbot wants to enlighten people, they should not have a self-image. If they are too attached to their own "self" and want to save others, they will not be Bodhisattvas or Buddhas.
