Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 58: Compassion is solid, unshakable, and immovable
Lu Feng stood at the window on the second floor, half of his face hidden in the darkness, watching the actions of everyone in the yard.

The windows of watchtowers are generally small. As a building whose original function is to defend against foreign enemies, the windows cannot be used as decorations. Lu Feng hid half of himself behind the window, silently observing the actions of everyone below. , watching the monks below looking for firewood and stacking the corpses together.

Watching the two red monks open the rattan box and take out the divine tablets inside, as well as dry intestines, wet intestines protected by secret spells, hearts, livers, various kinds of blood, grave soil, spring water and some More indescribable tributes were prepared to curse those enemies who had harmed them.

Looking at Master Long Gen in the distance holding a curse with both hands, silently praying for blessings, he looked at the private soldiers of the Ganing family who did not know whether to live or die, taking out knives, trying to peel off the wolf skins from the dried wolf carcasses, and wanted to use them for making Mattress to warm the bed.

After a war, everyone has something they should do.

Behind him, Pema stood with his hands clasped together and prayed for his guru.

"Don't be tempted, it shouldn't be like this."

Lu Feng suddenly said nonchalantly to Baima behind him.

Baima raised his head in astonishment and looked at his guru. Not knowing why, Lu Feng started pacing on the second floor. Of course, he had not forgotten the result of the battle with the "Shengfan Wizard" not long ago. The never-ending , the hot withered red wind, and the hands that kept dragging him, trying to drag him in.

Standing in that world, that mountain made of red copper.

These scenes kept turning around in Lu Feng's mind, as if that mountain was really stuck in his heart. He came and went countless steps. He suddenly sat cross-legged again. This time, his expression was calm. A lot.

He said: "Well, Pema, go downstairs and pray for me and wait. If two monks come to see me, tell them to stop for a moment."

"Yes, Lord."

Baima kowtowed on the ground and then left, guarding the gate of the watchtower and not letting anyone come up.

Lu Feng placed the ancient scroll in front of him.

In the third part of the ancient scroll he opened, the faces of various students also appeared. These were all students who died in this small raid.

The so-called Shengfan is a scornful term for other races. The Shengfan mentioned by Wuwu Baitasi are actually some ethnic groups living deep in the Snowy Mountains and on the edge of no-man's land.

The monks and aristocratic men of the Endless White Pagoda Temple believed that they "disrespected the Buddha's teachings", were "bewitched by evil gods of heretics", and were "disliked by the Tathagata of the Sun". The Buddha's light did not shine on them, and they could not say anything about it. Their words are incomprehensible to human nature, so they are called Shengfan to show that they are the same as wild wolves and wild dogs.

They will rob some monks who are out on parade, or attack some villages, kidnap the men, women and children inside, and also kidnap the gentlemen's sheep and yaks. These things will definitely not be that simple, Lu Feng caressed Looking at these patterns, I feel the "wisdom" and "peace" thoughts that constantly arise from the ancient scrolls.

Lu Feng recalled everything he had walked step by step. He sat down cross-legged and felt the hot wind coming from under his feet. Lu Feng glanced at the ground. The ground was still very stable. It was not the wind that moved it. , it is his heart that is constantly in turmoil, and his unmoved mind is not peaceful.

That is what is called, the Buddha nature is broken.

The immovable mind is like a layer of armor that protects a person's true nature. If the immovable mind transformed by Buddhism is broken, the person's true nature will naturally be unable to withstand those great terrors, fears, and fears. That is to say, those true natures that cannot be subdued will naturally Transformed into something strange, or even worse, after his Buddha nature was shattered, he fell into great terror and turned into an alien god. Lu Feng was fine today, naturally because the ancient scroll in his hand was blessing him.

Protected his true nature.

Such a great crisis experience made Lu Feng start to reflect. For him, today's visualization of the Vajra Hell of Giving made him think of the unmoved mind of the back mountain, the scene of making a great donation to oneself and offering one's body as a sacrifice, the sixth level. The monks of the second stage watch the murals at night, and under the gaze of the Great Sun Tathagata on the murals, they complete the "impassionate" study of the sixth stage.

But until now, Lu Feng felt that the abandoned mandala in the back mountain was not that simple. In the mandala, he met the spirit of the Dharma Master who built the temple hundreds of years ago, and the black sheep who taught him the great The method of mudra.

The complete Mahamudra method should be offered to the deity of the "Master of the Treasure Account". The complete mandala of the "Master of the Treasure Account" should be in the Zhaju Temple, and the word "Om" should be recited in the mouth.

He is in this mandala only because no one has made a fire offering here for hundreds of years to awaken him. Wuwu White Pagoda Temple regards this place as a place where monks of the sixth level can understand and be unmoved. How can he recite secret mantras and practice diligently if he is tempted, let alone perform a fire puja that can awaken him.Therefore, the Dharma Lord who built the temple in the first generation was in the mandala, but the deity that the mandala supported was not him, and he was not a Dharma protector or Bodhisattva.

The Great Sun Tathagata on the mural, the dharma seal he holds in his hand, is neither the wisdom dharma body nor the rational dharma body. At the end, the immovable Tathagata is swallowed up by Li Wei, but reappears. Is this immobility?
The broken Dharma vein...

The temple has been built for so many years, but no one has understood its secrets.

So, is this scene of Li Wei devouring it clean or unclean?

Is the Great Sun Tathagata here?

still not there?

Yes or no?

Wave after wave of coolness blessed Lu Feng's consciousness. Lu Feng felt that his mind was extremely clear. Everything hit his brain, as if something was gestating in his consciousness. If it's just a little bit off, it can burst out.

"It's supposed to be here, but my mind is chaotic. All sentient beings are hidden by the Tathagata."

The strange charm around Lu Feng became more and more intense, and a hot wind was blowing from around him. The red copper mountain peak he had seen today was looming under his feet. Lu Feng chanted the six-character Great Ming Mantra, expressing his compassion. Rhyme nourishes one's own knowledge and treasure, and searches for it everywhere.

Finally, in his Tathagatagarbha, a burst of fire suddenly appeared, appearing from the chakra on the top of his skull, and connected with the great compassion rhyme in the chakra at the bottom of his umbilical cord.

Like fire cooking oil!
As soon as the two met, the six-character Great Ming Mantra in the rhyme of compassion collided with the word "Om", directly turning into a fire of compassion, and all his memories of that day were burned in the fire of compassion. Whether it was a mural, a mandala, or the "seed character", they were all in the fire, like a piece of real gold that began to melt, turned into a liquid, and fell down.

Except for the six-character Great Ming Mantra, which stands like an eternal and unchangeable ancient existence, everything else was turned into gold and water in the flames and recast!
Lu Feng opened his mouth and said, "It's clear, it's clear."

"No worries."

"No abbot!"

"That's why I can't be moved."

"No giving up, no taking, no hindrance, no hatred."

"The mind has no place to dwell, and thoughts are over!"

From the explicit to the esoteric, the scriptures and annotations that Lu Feng had studied as a sutra monk for ten years were like clear springs. Lu Feng chanted the six-character Great Ming Mantra, and the rhyme of great compassion appeared from the chakras under his umbilical cord, and all the chakras in his body The cycle went back and forth, and all the scenes of learning "not to be distracted" that day reappeared in his mind, and every detail was not missed.

These things and memories seem to exist in this world itself. He just retrieved the memories of this world.

Under the fire of his compassion, these memories were completely transformed into streams of "golden molten gold water" that appeared from the void and fell on him, covering him into a "Little Golden Man" "!
Around him, the foul smell of corpses seemed to appear.

Those inhuman creatures slowly emerged from the void. Not only that, even outside the watchtowers, one could still see countless creatures trying to crawl out of the twisted void. With the watchtower as the center, the charm The paving is slowly coming out, dragging this watchtower into the mysterious charm.

Master Long Gen looked at the watchtower, and so did the remaining two masters. They wanted to rush forward, but were blocked by Pema, who did not allow them to go forward. No matter who it was, Pema just said a word.

"My master is practicing here. No one can disturb me!"

If he said a few more words, both masters felt that Pema might turn into an angry figure and defend himself. In desperation, the two monks looked at each other, not knowing what to do, so they had no choice but to hunker down under the watchtower and watch. On that day, Li Jui turned into a big hand burning with karma, trying to materialize from the void and catch Master Yongzhen in the watchtower!
(End of this chapter)