Taiqing Sword

Chapter 35, The Six-Syllable Mantra
After seeing off Tang Wei'er and Qi Fengping, Ning Ningxin couldn't help asking: "Jinghong, can you really decipher that poem?"

Shangguan Jinghong smiled and shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I've heard this poem before."

Ning Ning was stunned: "Have you heard?"

Shangguan Jinghong took a meaningful look at Ning Ningxin: "This is a Buddhist Zen poem."

"Jinghong, Buddhism is the most mysterious school in Jianghu. He never competes with other schools in Jianghu, and rarely shows up in Jianghu. How do you know about one of their Zen poems?"

Shangguan Jinghong was taken aback, it shouldn't be, the world's martial arts came from Shaolin, this is the only constant thought of Shangguan Jinghong after he traveled to the rivers and lakes: "Ningxin, Buddhist sects rarely appear in the rivers and lakes? Remember the last time I escorted the family of King Jin , the person I met..."

Ning Ningxin shook her head: "It's just an example, I just heard that many years ago, when the Demon Sect tried to destroy the Righteous Sect, the Buddha Sect appeared once."

Shangguan Jinghong fell into deep thought: "So that's the case." This is much easier, Shangguan Jinghong has already thought about what to do when he goes to Tangmen tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Tang Weier led Shangguan Jinghong to Tangmen. When passing the gate, the guards at the gate just forgot Tang Weier and didn't salute. Tang Weier gave Shangguan Jinghong a wry smile. Shangguan Jinghong thought, no wonder Tang Weier Desperately wanting to be the head of the Tang Sect, evil slaves bullying the master, and members of the same clan killing each other, I can't help but forgive Tang Wei'er for what she did back then.

As soon as Tang Wei'er entered the door, she saw Tang Ao standing with his hands behind his back, and saluted very respectfully: "Grandpa."

Tang Ao didn't even turn around: "Wei'er, the Clan Association will be an hour later, what are you doing now?"

Tang Wei'er let out a long sigh of relief, and continued to maintain a bowing posture: "Grandpa, I brought a person who can solve the puzzle."

Tang Ao turned around abruptly, looked at Shangguan Jinghong and Ning Ningxin, and fixed his eyes on Tang Weier: "What did you say?"

Tang Weier trembled: "Grandpa, I said my friend might be able to solve the puzzle."

Tang Ao didn't speak any more, nor did he let Tang Wei'er excuse him, but stared at Shangguan Jinghong closely: "Can you solve the puzzle?" He also used coercion while speaking.

Tang Weier's face was startled: "Grandpa, he is my friend."

Tang Ao shouted angrily: "Shut up, it's not your turn to teach me."

Shangguan Jinghong was a little angry at this time, and his attitude towards him was almost excusable. Tang Weier is your granddaughter after all, and she treated him like this. Facing Tang Ao's coercion, Shangguan Jinghong smiled disdainfully: "Hehe, Tang Sect The Lord is so overbearing!" As soon as the words fell, the pressure on his body increased, and Tang Ao was shocked back more than ten steps, and his body hit the wall before standing still, with a shocked expression.

Tang Wei'er looked at Shangguan with a pleading expression, "Sir Shangguan, he is my grandfather, please be merciful."

Shangguan Jinghong immediately put down the coercion, Shangguan Jinghong thought to himself, you don't like Tang Wei'er, I just want to show that I have a deep friendship with him, so that you can look down on him: "Hmph, Wei'er, your grandpa doesn't welcome me, I'd better go, and if you have any troubles in the future, just come to me." Then he was about to leave.

When Tang Wei'er heard that Shangguan Jinghong called her Wei'er, she looked happy, and when she heard that Shangguan Jinghong was about to leave, she couldn't help being anxious: "Mr. Shangguan, don't leave, please give Wei'er some face."

Tang Ao also recovered from the shock at this time, looking at Tang Wei'er with a relaxed expression: "Wei'er, is this your friend?"

Tang Wei'er glanced at Shangguan Jinghong, then nodded, "Yes, Grandpa."

"Can he solve the puzzle?" Tang Ao didn't doubt it, but looked forward to it.

Before Tang Wei'er could speak, Shangguan Jinghong took over the words: "Can you untie it? I dare not say it. Wei'er showed me that poem. There is a story in the poem. If Master Tang wants to hear it, I can say it." Let’s talk about it, but I heard from Wei Er that an outstanding disciple of the Tang Sect has already solved the riddle, so I’m not too good at making a fool of myself.”

As soon as Tang Ao was about to ask questions, a person stepped into the door: "Yo, Sister Wei'er is back."

Tang Wei'er bit her lips when she saw the person coming, "Second brother."

"Hehehe, this time I'm here to solve Grandpa's riddle, don't you want to hear it too?" It was Tang An who came, and said to Tang Wei'er in a mocking tone.

Tang Wei'er was trembling all over, but she didn't dare to speak, Ning Ningxin couldn't help it. At first she hated Tang Wei'er, but now she was about to complain: "Maybe Miss Tang doesn't want to hear it, but I do want to hear it."

Tang An got angry, and then looked at the person who spoke, his eyes froze, so beautiful: "Hmph, the girl is..."

"Condensate your heart!"

Tang An heard the name so familiar, but before he could react for a while, Tang Ao was the first to think: "Could it be the burial tomb..."

"Exactly."

Tang An was taken aback, and then he didn't dare to do it again.

Shangguan Jinghong smoothed things over and said: "Okay, Ningxin, Patriarch Tang, since this..." Tang Ao thought about it before introducing: "Mr. Shangguan, this is my grandson, Tang An."

"Oh, since Mr. Tang An has already solved the puzzle, I won't bother you anymore, Wei'er, Ning Xin and I will go first, and come and see us when we have time, haha."

Tang Wei'er was in a hurry, but she couldn't keep her. At this moment, Tang Ao said, "Mr. Shangguan, please stop. There have been countless people who said to solve the puzzle in the past, but they were wrong in the end. I don't know if it was An'er this time. That's right, since Mr. Shangguan understands a little bit, how about, why don't you stay and listen?"

The corner of Shangguan Jinghong's mouth raised, and what he was waiting for was your words: "This...well, maybe it can help me too."

"An'er, tell me."

"Yes, grandpa, my grandson traveled all over the country this time, and met a strange man, and told him this song, and the strange man laughed after listening to it, saying that people from the Buddhist sect are always angry and mysterious. This is a trap. Grandpa practiced martial arts from Buddhist beads. To the end, when he saw a poem, he would definitely mistake it for this kind of martial arts, and he couldn't wait to study it. In this way, he was fooled. The more he studied, the more curious he became, and there was no progress in martial arts. As long as grandpa doesn't care about it, just focus on cultivation." Tang An stood up with a smile after speaking.

Shangguan Jinghong was startled when he heard the words. What Tang An said was completely wrong, but the final meaning was that it was the same as Buddhism, which is really not simple.

When Tang Ao heard it, he was a little pensive, and gradually recalled all the things he had practiced in the past. It seemed that there seemed to be some truth, and the realm of martial arts was a little loose, as if there was something he wanted to grasp but couldn't.

Shangguan Jinghong clapped his hands to interrupt Tang Ao's deep thinking: "That's right, that's right, it makes sense. Although the meaning is wrong, it's rare to be able to say this."

When Tang Ao heard this, he looked at Shangguan Jinghong with bright eyes: "Does Mr. Shangguan really know the answer to the riddle?"

Shangguan Jinghong smiled slightly, but did not speak. Tang Ao looked anxiously at Tang Weier, who immediately saluted: "Grandpa, Mr. Shangguan wants to see the Buddhist beads before making a conclusion."

Tang Ao was a little surprised. He looked at Tang Wei'er in embarrassment, struggling in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth: "Okay, Mr. Shangguan is Wei'er's friend, so I can trust you." He took out the Buddhist beads from his arms and handed them to Shangguan Jinghong , Shangguan Jinghong took the beads and looked at the densely packed words engraved on both sides of the beads, which turned out to be the inner strength of the Yi Jin Jing known in his previous life. Shangguan Jinghong read it slowly, and finally fell into deep thought. Picking up the beads and reading them upside down, it doesn't matter if you look at them, and found that the words on each beads are densely packed together to form a pattern of a Buddha statue. Shangguan Jinghong closed his eyes slightly and tried to blur his eyes. The pattern is clear to everyone. 108 beads make up a total of six Buddha statues, but they look the same. When you look closely, you find that the gestures of each Buddha statue are completely different. After reading it, Shangguan Jinghong handed the beads back, thinking, Suddenly, a flash of 'six-character mantra' flashed in his mind, and before he had time to think about it, Tang Ao couldn't wait to ask: "How is Mr. Shangguan?"

Only then did Shangguan Jinghong remember that he was still in the Tang family and took the Buddha statue overnight. Let's think about it later and sort out his thoughts: "Patriarch Tang, these 108 Buddhist beads should be engraved with a Buddhist inner strength."

Tang Ao was startled. It took him many years to realize it. This man only saw it for a while before he could see everything.

Shangguan Jinghong went on to say: "I don't understand this poem first, I just ask the head of the Tang sect, how does it feel after practicing martial arts with Buddhist beads?"

Tang Ao thought to himself, why ask this: "Martial arts are getting better and stronger."

"What about other than that?"

"This... I really don't know why Mr. Shangguan once asked? But it's hard to answer."

"Master Tang has been studying Buddhist beads for decades, but he doesn't even understand the principle of letting go. No wonder martial arts have not improved in the past few decades."

Tang Ao didn't understand, but felt that something was about to be grasped. He only heard Shangguan Jinghong say again: "The heart is a bodhi tree, and as a mirror stand, wipe it frequently so as not to stir up dust. There is a story in it Let me tell the head of the Tang sect, the sixth patriarch Huineng, when he first went to Shaozhou to find a teacher, he heard that the fifth patriarch Hongren was in Huangmei, so he acted as a Huotou monk. Verse. The lord Shenxiu said: "The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand. Always wipe it diligently, so that there is no dust. At this time, Huineng was making rice in the kitchen. Hearing this gatha, he said: "If you are beautiful, you are beautiful, but if you have it, you are not." "Because I read a verse and said: "Bodhi is not a tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place. Where can the dust be aroused?" "The fifth patriarch handed over the mantle and bowl to him."

After Shangguan Jinghong finished telling the story, he explained: "This poem is not about martial arts, nor is it a theory, but a state. If you reach the state where there is nothing in your heart, then this martial art is considered as yours. If you don’t learn it, you’ve learned it, if you still can’t let it go, it’s the same as not learning it, it’s better not to learn it.” After finishing speaking, Shangguan Jinghong wiped off his sweat, hoping he remembered correctly, ouch, what a waste of time.

Tang An and Tang Weier were confused when they heard it, but Tang Ao kept muttering to himself like a bolt from the blue: "So that's the case, so it's the case. Bodhi is not a tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place. Where can the dust be aroused?" ? Hahaha~~" The whole person seemed to be crazy.

Shangguan Jinghong immediately said to Tang Wei'er: "Miss Tang, I'm leaving first."

Tang Wei'er asked impatiently: "Young Master Shangguan, is my grandfather alright?"

Shangguan Jinghong smiled: "Hehe, it's okay, he must have realized something." After speaking, Shangguan Jinghong and Ning Ningxin left the Tang family.

Back at the inn, Shangguan Jinghong plunged into the room, and began to recall the six-character mantra, Ning Ning was confused, so he was about to ask, when he suddenly saw Shangguan Jinghong's finger prints, a faint golden light flashed from between his fingers, he immediately shut up, Knowing that Shangguan Jinghong was practicing martial arts, he just silently protected him from the sidelines. Shangguan Jinghong realized it again and again, and finally a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "The six-character mantra is really extraordinary, no wonder Tang Wei'er said that the Buddhist sect did not hesitate to kill many times in order to get back the Buddhist beads, so it must be because they are afraid that the handprints will spread to the outside world."

Ning Ningxin was confused: "Jinghong, what are you talking about?"

Shangguan Jinghong laughed: "Speaking of which, I'm a little sorry for Tang Wei'er, saying that it was to solve the puzzle, but I didn't want to but comprehended the six-character mantra from the Buddhist beads."

Ning Ningxin was stunned: "Six-character mantra?"

"Well, this is a kind of seal of Buddhism, and it is also a kind of heart formula. This mantra contains the endless blessing and compassion of all Buddhas, and it is the voice of compassion and wisdom of all Buddhas. His great ability, great wisdom, and great compassion. In the past, the Buddhists relied on these six-character mantras to kill demons."

Ning Ningxin was a little surprised, and heard Shangguan Jinghong's mysterious words: "I don't understand."

Shangguan Jinghong smiled slightly and pinched his fingers: "Om!"

Ning Ning's heart was suddenly struck by lightning, as if she had been stunned, she didn't wake up for a long time, until Shangguan Jinghong patted her, and she woke up: "Six-character mantra, how about it?"

Ning Ningxin was terrified: "Jinghong, I was just now..."

"Just now, you were shocked by me, as if you were charmed, without any consciousness. If I use a little more force, I'm afraid, you will become a little idiot now, haha." Shangguan Jinghong joked.

Ning Ningxin has a solemn expression on his face: "This six-character mantra is so powerful. Is the martial arts of Buddhism really so amazing?"

Shangguan startled and laughed: "Think again, why is Buddhist martial arts so powerful, yet so unknown in the Jianghu?"

Condensed heart nodded, and Shangguan Jinghong continued: "Based on my understanding of Buddhism, Buddhist martial arts are indeed extremely fierce, but the hostility contained in them is also extremely heavy. Every advanced martial art should be practiced with compassion. The more compassionate the heart is, the higher the martial arts will be, but with the eminent monks who have compassion, who would care about the battles in the Jianghu?"

Ning Ningxin nodded thoughtfully, then looked up at Shangguan Jinghong curiously: "Jinghong, how do you know so much about Buddhism?"

Shangguan Jinghong was speechless for a moment: "This, I just guessed, guessed, haha."

Ning Xin didn't ask any further questions, but turned his head to look at Shangguan Jinghong, Shangguan Jinghong hurriedly turned his head away, pretending not to see: "By the way, Ning Xin, we are resting tonight, and we will go to Mount Emei tomorrow if we say anything." have a look."

(End of this chapter)