one person is right

Chapter 50 The Seven Apertures and One Body

"Kowloon Shenhuo is present, even if it is not the presence of Qingwei Sect, it means that Immortal Sect has arrived, which is a risk..."

On the road, the young Taoist figure is like electricity, and his voice is transmitted to his junior and junior brothers.

"It's long overdue! If you tie up others before Junhou enters the temple and bring them back to the sect, there will be so many troubles." The young Taoist followed closely.

The young Taoist looked speechless and reminded: "That goes against our traditions."

"What other traditions are there for getting started?" The young Taoist showed a little doubt, "Could it be that I should be cheating?"

"shut up!"

While the two brothers and sisters were talking, their steps did not stop at all. In a blink of an eye, they reached the stone pavilion where they met Chen Cuo that day.

The young Taoist reached into his arms, and was about to take out the salutation note, but this action stopped suddenly, and at the same time stopped his forward pace.

The young Taoist beside him also looked normal, looking up at the same time.

A faint purple air was rising on the top of the hill, but it was fleeting.

Immediately, golden light appeared, covering the top of the mound.

"How courageous!" The young Taoist changed his expression, and then sneered, "The reason why Guishan Temple is a treasure is because it is above the dragon veins, and now there are people here to plot the dragon veins? No wonder the great ancestors of the Southern Dynasty are paying attention, this is because He steals the pillars under his nose? The current imperial line is not the direct descendant of the great ancestor, otherwise, just this fluctuation will shake the foundation of Guishan Temple!"

The young Taoist was surprised and said, "Who has such courage and such means?"

"The means are extraordinary, but the main thing is courage. As long as you have the blood of a true dragon... not good! The Marquis of Linru County is also of the blood of a true dragon!" The young Taoist's expression suddenly changed.

"Amitabha," suddenly, the closed temple door suddenly opened, and the monk Huizhi slowly walked out, and said to the two people outside the door, "I have seen two Taoist priests, and the temple has an invitation."

The young Taoist was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his senior brother.

"Excuse me." The young Taoist took the opportunity to take out the prayer note from his arms and flicked his fingers, "Taihua Mountain Yunxiao Sect Nan Mingzi and Chuiyunzi, worship the mountain."

"Please come with the little monk." Huizhi nodded and turned to lead the way.

The young Taoist Nan Mingzi and the young Taoist Chuiyunzi followed closely. As soon as the two entered the door, the temple gate slammed shut.

"Senior brother..." Chuiyunzi felt a little uneasy.

"It doesn't matter." Nan Mingzi's expression was the same as usual, he threw his sleeves and walked forward, "Guishan Temple is famous and upright, there is nothing wrong for me." At the end, he said solemnly, "Mo Zhui I got the name of the teacher!"

These words really worked, Chuiyunzi immediately dispelled his worries, straightened his back, and calmed down.

Huizhi was in front, and the two brothers and sisters were in the back. They were all a few feet away, and the speed was very fast. Moreover, they walked along the long road on the side of the main hall, so they quickly crossed the front courtyard.

When he reached the half-waist courtyards, Nan Mingzi flicked his fingers, and a pill flew out, fell outside the courtyard of Chen Cuo, and immediately burrowed into the soil.

Nan Mingzi didn't stop at his feet, but just squeezed a tactic with his hand and said, "Yin and Yang turn!"

Immediately, a white aura rose up and enveloped the courtyard of Chen Cuo, and then the white turned black and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"In this way, it should be able to be deceived for a while."

He breathed a sigh of relief and saw that he had reached the top of the hill again.

Ahead, the grand hall was shrouded in a faint golden light.

Huizhi stopped, turned around and said, "Wait a moment, the two of you, the library hall is shrouded in the magic power of the temple master, isolating the inside and outside, and you have to wait for a passage to open inside..."

"There is no need for such trouble, I also have a wonderful method in Taihua Mountain!" Nan Mingzi waved his hand, and a bamboo stick flew up.

The bamboo stick looked ordinary, flew out of the sky, silently, pierced into the golden light, and then turned around to open a hole.

On the other side of the mouth is the old monk.

He proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then smiled: "I heard about the name of Yunxiao Sect's life-changing magic weapon, which can turn corruption into magic. This thing is the treasure of the Taoist priest, right?"

"It's only been ten years of sacrifice and practice, and it's not a magic weapon." Nan Mingzi passed through the entrance of the golden light hole, and the bamboo stick flew into his sleeve by himself.

"The Taoist priest is a distinguished guest, but there is something going on in the temple, so it is inevitable that the reception is not well received." The old monk said with a folded fold of apology.

Nan Mingzi laughed and said, "I didn't come here to be entertained. It's not just your family who knows the affairs of the princes. Why don't you make arrangements first."

The old monk's eyelids jumped, but he was not surprised. He nodded and said, "In that case, the two Taoist priests, please come with Lao Na."

This time, the old monk led the way, and Nan Mingzi and the others walked behind.

They crossed the square in front of the hall and went straight to the library hall.

As Chuiyunzi walked, he looked around, looking at the magnificent hall. Before he entered, the aura of wealth and honor rushed toward him, making him feel a little suffocated.

"It's really rich, the place is big and spectacular..." Chuiyunzi was muttering when he noticed that his brother's eyes were cold, and he hurriedly shut up.

Nan Mingzi retracted his gaze, raised his hand to smear his eyes, and then first focused on the right hall, a little enlightenment flashed in his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the left hall again, after a few breaths, his expression changed, and he said: " In the left hall, is there a true dragon bloodline?"

The old monk did not intend to hide, and replied: "There is a prince."

Nan Mingzi was silent for a moment, and when he walked to the front of the temple, he said, "Guishan Temple is one of the nodes of the Five Elements Dinglong Formation. If someone uses the Buddha's light to pry the dragon's veins, the entire Southern Dynasty will be affected. Don't you know how powerful your temple is?"

The old monk smiled bitterly and said, "That is King Ancheng."

Nan Mingzi was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Those who are out of this world do not understand the political situation of the Southern Dynasty. In the future, they will understand how difficult it is to do in our temple." After the old monk finished speaking, he walked into the nave first.

Nan Mingzi shook his head and followed.

After entering, the first goal is the empty hall.

Green smoke curled up everywhere.

Nan Mingzi looked at it intently, and saw the incense world, joy and sorrow flickering in the smoke, and quickly closed his eyes.

Chuiyunzi wondered: "Isn't it the Book Collection Hall? Why can't I see the book?"

The old monk smiled and said, "Buddhist scriptures are precious, they are all placed in the back hall, and there are statues of Bodhisattvas in the back hall. In the front hall are the sorrows and joys of the human world, and the book of human hearts. If there is Buddha nature, it can be seen."

"In that case, this should be the gateway to the Buddha's kingdom." Nan Mingzi said, his eyes looking into the depths.

Chuiyunzi also took advantage of the situation and saw several figures sitting cross-legged.

Five people in a row sat on five futons. Each monk dressed in cassocks had different appearances and ages, but all of them were solemn and radiant with golden brilliance.

Just looking at the five monks, Chuiyunzi felt at peace.

"This..." Nan Mingzi's eyelids jumped, and he felt a great threat from the five people, "The five long-lived realms? Or even above this!" He immediately took a deep breath and restrained his mind and spirit.

The old monk said at this time: "The one sitting in the middle is the master of the temple, and the rest are the masters of the temples and the masters of the famous temples around Jiankang City, here to preside over the great formation!"

"So it is!" Nan Mingzi took a deep breath, "It seems that Guishan Temple may be threatened, and someone must witness it. No wonder even our senior brothers were invited."

Dangdang!
His voice fell, and the bell outside the hall rang.

noon, to.

The ground shook suddenly, and the source was the left and right halls.

For a time, the Buddha's light all around was prosperous, and then the red light was revealed, while the purple air was revealed!

hum!
The bodies of the five monks sitting cross-legged were full of golden light, and Shengshengzhen went down to the hall in a strange way, and returned to the empty hall again, but the smoke was scattered.

Heaven, the sun is on its way!
"It's noon!"

Chen Cuo opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with brilliance. Without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand to light the incense, put it in the incense burner, and then closed his eyes again.

On the table, the food is like a tribute, placed on the outside, inside is a small incense burner with incense sticks, behind the stove is a small gourd, and a blank picture scroll is pressed under the gourd.

Chen Cuo sat on the innermost bed, like a god statue.

Tributes, incense burners, altars.

"Such decorations are actually rituals. They are used to remind and imply one's own mind, help sort out thoughts, and concentrate on thoughts. In the future, it can be accomplished with a single thought.

After thinking about it, he took a deep breath.

The incense smoke was directly swallowed by him.

"The first step in laying the foundation for visualization is to imagine one's own heart as a temple. Incense comes from the gods, and the gods live in the temple, but this is the secret of the Buddhist temple method. For example, the dragon king of the temple was born as a clay sculpture in the temple. I didn’t deliberately imagine the temple in my heart, for him, everything is going with the flow.”

With the experience of the inheritance of the Dragon King of the Temple, and the method of the Heart Temple as a comparison, Chen Cuo already understood that the so-called temple in the heart is just a concept and a name.

"The most important thing in absorbing all thoughts and refining incense is to keep the original mind. All thoughts are messy and can disturb one's own mind, so understanding the true self is the foundation, but to truly visualize and establish a spirit, one must also guide all thoughts to gather and disperse in the mind. You have to think of a way to remind yourself from time to time, not to let your goals, not to be addicted, and to not disturb your will. The main emphasis in the Temple of the Heart is the idea of ​​self-respect!"

Chen Cuo sat cross-legged on the bed, his thoughts flowed slowly through his mind like water.

"Take me as my honor, and the others as believers, distinguishing the strength of the master from the weak, but in this way, I am also bound by thoughts. If I really set this thought, the road to the future may become narrower and narrower, and my past will also become narrower. Well, Chen Fangqing's growth environment is worth it, there is no resonance for this, and there is no follow-up Buddhist practice method, here we should learn from the method of the Temple Dragon King..."

Thinking of this, he thought for a while, separated out a few strands of memory, and outlined the century-old light and shadow in the Dragon King Temple.

Slowly, his mind was immersed in it, as if he had turned into a clay sculpture, sitting on the altar, and he would not regret it for a hundred years.

The dust was buried deep in my heart, and some regrets of the previous life were drawn out, and then strong thoughts swarmed.

The 64 bronzing characters trembled, resonating with Chen Cuo's thoughts!

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die!"

Suddenly, a dark sky appeared in the bottom of his heart, the stars above it twinkled, and the clouds of celebration below it.

Beneath the rolling clouds, it seems that something is still brewing.

"When will we see the truth?"

The thought sinks, and a little light emerges.

An unyielding thought of seeking flooded his mind, wrapping his mind and will.

Chen Cuo drummed up his thoughts, opened his eyes, golden light flickered in his eyes, and his thoughts were like gold, when it was about to boil.

The next moment, his posture was visualized into the mind.

"Shape is God, God is shape, the human body is one, God can't be two, and two things can't be separated from each other, then the seven orifices and hundreds of bodies are nowhere but God!"

When he read it together, the infinite golden light rose from the bottom of his heart and shattered his imagined form!
Immediately, the thoughts scattered, for the gust of wind, raging in the bottom of my heart!
　By the way, July Xinfan is an author I like very much. His new works have already started to be uploaded.

　　"New Book": In the last years of the new dynasty, Wang Mang failed to reform the system, the world will be in chaos, the flag of red eyebrows and green forests is held high, and the Liu Xiu brothers are determined to restore the Han.

　　How about being reborn in such an age?
　　The new room is already rotten, neither broken nor built, only those who come, write it down!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)