Self-struggle starting from Douluo

Ning Que had not forgotten that Qing Huan had taken the opportunity to touch Ye Hongyu while applying medicine at the Demon Sect's mountain gate, and had even said that he wanted to have sex with her...

If a monk like this becomes a Buddha, wouldn’t he be the Happy Buddha?

Master Qishan didn't care and said with a smile: "Everyone says to cultivate Buddha, cultivate Buddha, no one knows what Buddha looks like. In the end, what you cultivate is still yourself, and what you cultivate is to understand your mind and see your nature.

There are millions of sentient beings in the world, and there are also millions of Buddhas, so Qinghuan is the only one who knows which Buddha he wants to cultivate. "

Sangsang asked curiously, "Master, don't you know either?"

"do not know."

Master Qishan shook his head and said, “In common sense, the past Buddha, present Buddha, and future Buddha can also be explained as the process of cultivation: from the past to the present and to the future, they should be arranged in order.

Generally, everyone lives in the present, so in most temples, only the "present Buddha" is sculpted in the main hall. Even if three Buddha statues are sculpted together, they are placed side by side.

But his situation was very strange. Three shadows surrounded his body, which seemed to be a cycle of past, present and future.

The past, present, and future are protecting themselves, and it seems to combine the past, present, and future in one body... I really can't figure it out!"

What Master Qishan said was mysterious, and Ning Que and Sangsang didn’t understand it either, but they could tell that Qing Huan’s enlightenment was extraordinary.

Ning Que had no choice but to give up when he realized that he couldn't wake her up.

Before leaving, he touched the handle of the knife behind him, wondering if this guy would wake up if he chopped him with the knife.

……

After several decades, Master Qishan once again gave people guidance, so people who wanted to visit Master Qishan lined up and waited.

Buddha said that all beings are equal, but this world has never been equal.

Master Qishan can treat all living beings equally, but Lanke Temple cannot, so people who visit Master Qishan are arranged in order according to their status, position and strength.

Naturally, everyone who comes here can see the tranquility in the cave on the cliff.

Those who were well-informed naturally knew that it was Qinghuan sitting in meditation, while those who didn't know thought it was a stone statue and didn't take it seriously at all.

It lasted until night, and all those who wanted to see Master Qishan left satisfied.

They only cared about having their own questions answered, but never thought about how Master Qishan could bear the prophecies for so many people.

Master Qishan, who was already ill, kept coughing until late at night. However, Guanhai, as the abbot of Lanke Temple, needed to preside over everything in the temple to prepare for the Ullambana Festival a few days later.

The coughing finally stopped, and Master Qishan walked out of the cave wrapped in a thick cotton coat.

Under the cover of night, a monk with shaved hair was standing outside Qinghuan's cave, with his hands clasped together in silence.

Master Qishan walked up to him, coughed lightly, and said, "You have practiced Buddhism for a lifetime, and now that you have seen the real Buddha, are you feeling uneasy?"

Monk Mao Cun opened his mouth slightly, and half of his tongue moved, but in the end no sound came out.

His name is Qi Nian, he is a world traveler from the Hanging Temple, he practices silent meditation, but he almost opened his mouth to speak just now, which shows how great an impact the stone statue in front of him has had on him!
"Speaking of which, he did all those things in Yuelun Country, but all his efforts vanished after you showed up. I once asked him if he had any hatred or resentment about it."

Master Qishan looked at Qing Huan, who looked like a stone statue, and said, "He said that there were some at the beginning, but they disappeared later, because some seeds, once planted, will eventually grow into different flowers... I heard that there have been constant uprisings in Yuelun Country in recent years?"

Qi Nian tacitly agreed to this. It was more than just an uprising. Many ordinary people in Yuelun Kingdom no longer worshipped Buddha devoutly. Many of them even had resentment towards the Buddhist sect in their eyes!

Of course, this is all in private, but on the surface everything is still the same as usual.

The monks in the White Pagoda Temple were not clear about this, but Qi Nian could feel that the Moon Kingdom was like a barrel of gunpowder, which would cause a devastating explosion with just a spark.

“It is obvious to people that your Buddhist teachings are against the nature of all living beings… Qing Huan once said that if you eat vegetarian food yourself, you are a Buddha, but if you force others to eat vegetarian food, you are a demon!
By the way, I didn't expect that the Hanging Temple would even send you out. This Yulan Festival is really targeting Ning Que."

Master Qishan pulled his cotton coat closer and said, "Before the Buddha entered Nirvana, he left a decree that no statues should be erected and no worship should be done. However, thousands of years have passed. How many Buddhist disciples can still remember these words? No wonder Qinghuan refused to go back to the Hanging Temple with you and chose to escape instead..."

Qi Nian raised his hand and pointed to the sky, then pointed to the north.

Master Qishan understood and said, "Son of Hades? If you are too close to the light, you can't see other things. If you are too close to the Buddha, you can't see the Buddha himself.

On the contrary, Qing Huan, who was neither too far nor too close, saw more than anyone else!"

As he spoke, Master Qishan smiled, and said, "He once said that he met a transparent person. Now it seems that he is indeed transparent!"

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Qi Nian and turned back to the cave.

The man looked hunched, thin and haggard, and after walking a few steps he began to cough painfully.

He is not the Buddha, but he will answer people's requests, and he will suffer retribution... The lotus life in the past was his retribution. Today, he has predicted and pointed out the way for many people. Master Qishan knows very well that he will not live long.

But so what?

……

Master Qishan began to teach Sangsang Buddhism, and Ning Que also learned a little.

According to Master Qishan, their aptitude for learning Buddhism was even better than Qinghuan's, which made Ning Que quite proud. He thought that he would relay this sentence to Qinghuan after he broke through the barrier.

Sangsang herself is transparent. She is the same color as the world. No matter whether it is Buddha, Taoism or the devil, she can see through them all clearly.

The same is true in reverse. Whatever color she paints herself, the world will be that color. It all depends on one thought.

Ning Que already had in his mind Master Liansheng's lifelong understanding of Buddhism and his realization of attaining Buddhahood at the moment of death, so he naturally understood it immediately.

The two of them continued studying until the Hungry Ghost Festival.

The night before, the head of the Vinaya Hall of the Hanging Temple had an argument with Master Qishan. That night, Master Qishan's cough became more painful.

……

People who cannot look up at the sky naturally don’t know how high the sky is.

The Yulan Festival only attracted the attention of ordinary spiritual practitioners, who were completely unaware of the taut bowstring behind this event.

After the event, those who were qualified to look up at the sky gathered in the back hall of Lanke Temple.

Master Qishan sat in the middle, looking increasingly haggard, and he couldn't even sit up straight.

Guan Hai stood by, looking at his master with a worried look on his face.

Ning Que and Sangsang sat on the master's left.

Master Baoshu, the abbot of the Vinaya Hall of the Hanging Temple, sat on the master's right hand.

Others include Cheng Lixue representing Xiling, Qu Nimadi and flower-crazy Lu Chenjia representing Yuelun Baita Temple, Mo Shanshan, a bookworm representing Moganshan, and Cheng Ziqing representing Jiange of Southern Jin.

As representatives of the spiritual practice forces who are qualified to look up to the sky, the purpose of their gathering together is to discuss the situation concerning the "Son of Pluto".

Rumor has it that Ning Que is the son of Pluto.

In fact, many people have begun to believe this, but because Ning Que is from the back mountain of the academy and is the master's direct disciple, so before there is solid evidence, everyone can only "believe it with doubt"!
Qu Nimadi and Master Baoshu had a son, who died at the hands of Ning Que.

Whether out of personal vengeance or out of justice, Master Baoshu brought evidence to prove this point.

The Pure Bell, a magical instrument shed by the Buddha before his Nirvana, specifically for targeting the Hades!
When the bell was rung, a clear sound spread out from the hall...

A tiny crack appeared on the stone statue of Qinghuan in the Yaping Cave.

The eyes of the huge Buddha statue on the mountain emitted Buddha light, looking down, covering the back hall, covering...

Sangsang!

Except for Master Qishan, everyone in the back hall was stunned. Ning Que was not the son of Hades, but Sangsang was the daughter of Hades!
Sangsang, enveloped by the Buddha's light, was spitting blood in pain, with black mist emanating from his body and tears flowing.

Ning Que walked silently to her side, opened his big black umbrella, blocked the Buddha's light, and then welcomed the siege of the crowd...

……

At the same time, two figures appeared on the cliff, silently staring at the tiny cracks in the stone statue.

Inside the crack, there was a faint white light flowing, and it seemed that it was about to burst out through the crack at any time.

Two figures were ready to go, seemingly prepared to stop them at any time.

Zhishouguan walked, Ye Su.

The devil's walking, Tang.

Finally, fluorescent light seeped out from the cracks like flowing water, shining brightly.

Almost at the same time, the wooden sword behind Ye Su appeared behind the stone statue's head, with a force as powerful as thunder, as if it was going to smash the statue to pieces!

Tang clenched his fists and did not attack. (End of this chapter)