What should I do if I become a Buddha at the beginning

Chapter 8 A Very Real Dream
Swish.

Wang Changan waved his hand, and a piece of scriptures shining with Buddha's light appeared in the palm of his hand, just like a handful of shining golden sand falling from his palm, one after another branded in the void, blooming dazzling light.

"Today, I will give a piece of Buddhism to this place, and leave it to those who are destined. In the future, all disciples in the temple will be able to understand it. As for success, it depends entirely on personal wisdom."

Wang Chang'an reproduced the highest secret method of Buddhism, the Immortal Golden Body Art, by relying on only one scripture. In any case, today he can be considered as a favor from Qingshan Temple. Leaving a chance to imprint this complete scripture in the void is the right to repay the favor.

"My Buddha is merciful."

"My Buddha is merciful."

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Several old monks were overjoyed when they heard the words. Although they heard the ancient chanting sound just now, after listening to it, their impressions became very vague. Even if they tried hard to recall, they couldn't remember much.

Listening to what Wang Changan said now, it is equivalent to giving a complete Buddhist supreme secret law here, and there is no restriction on them, which means that from now on, they can practice here without any scruples until So far as repairing.

This is of great significance to them. Not only can they be enlightened here for a long time, but also allow other disciples in the temple to practice here. In time, maybe a disciple with deep roots of wisdom will have this opportunity to cultivate the highest secret method of Buddhism, the Immortal Golden Body, This is so important that it can become a cornerstone for the everlasting prosperity of Qingshan Temple.

Wang Changan didn't know what kind of impact his actions would have on the future. To him, it was just a whim, so he left this opportunity at will, but it was not only harmless to Qingshan Temple, but it might make other people feel better. Take this to rise to the world.

Seeing a few old monks as if they had found a treasure, they couldn't wait to start enlightening, but Wang Changan didn't have much interest in staying here. He didn't feel much before, but now he calmed down and suddenly felt a little tired, so he just searched for it. An excuse, but he left the Sutra Pavilion and walked to the bamboo forest alone.

A simple and unpretentious house surrounded by a large bamboo forest. The green bamboos are long and the breeze is blowing gently. Hearing the stream flowing in front of the door makes him feel good and relax his body naturally.

There were several reclining chairs made of green bamboo under the eaves. Wang Lang half-lyed on the bamboo chairs, watching the green scenery in front of him, and fell asleep unknowingly.

This sleep actually had a very real dream. Wang Changan dreamed that he had turned into a bald head, and he was sitting in the middle of a resplendent and magnificent hall above the sea of ​​clouds. , Thinking of the possibility of becoming the head monk in the future, this scared him so much that cold sweat broke out on his head, his whole body trembled, and then he woke up from the dream.

"Benefactor, it's time to eat."

Wang Changan subconsciously wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and then he breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fears. He turned his head and saw that there was really a young monk with delicate features beside him, staring at him curiously with his big bright eyes. Look around by yourself.

"Benefactor, please have a meal."

The little monk saw that Wang Changan was lying on the bamboo chair in a daze after waking up, so he called softly again.

Only then did Wang Chang'an fully wake up, and then subconsciously replied, "Oh, yes."

It was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the earth, coating everything around it with a brilliant blush. Wang Changan came to the stream and washed his face in the clear water, while the little monk thoughtfully took Waiting patiently aside with a towel, after Wang Changan cleaned his face, he took the towel from the little monk to wipe off the water on his face and hands, and then the little monk took the towel he had used up, and then made a gesture of please in front of him. lead the way.

There was a square table next to the bamboo chair under the eaves, and on the table was an exquisite small bamboo basket. The young monk ran ahead nimbly, and when Wang Changan came to the square table, he had carefully packed the food in the basket in advance Take it out and put it on the square table.

When Wang Changan was sitting at the table and preparing to eat, the little monk first put a white porcelain bowl containing green paste food in front of Wang Changan, and at the same time reminded him softly: "Master specifically told Mingxin that the benefactor is here. Before you start eating dinner, you must first take this bowl of medicinal food."

"Oh, your name is Mingxin?" Wang Changan asked the little monk with a smile on his face.

This white and clean little monk looks about ten years old. He is not only sensible but also very polite, which is very pleasing.

"Given by the master, the little monk is named Mingxin." The little monk replied with a serious nod.

"Where's your family?" Wang Changan looked at the little monk with great interest and continued to ask.

"When I was young, my family members passed away. It was Master who saved me from the bad guys."

When mentioning his family, the little monk looked a bit disappointed, and his tone of voice was somewhat inexplicably sad.

Accidentally asked about other people's sad things, which made Wang Chang'an somewhat blame himself, and he didn't dare to ask any more. A bitter herbal smell rushed straight to the tip of the nose.

This made him frown, and reluctantly put the medicinal food in the spoon into his mouth. It was exactly as he imagined. This sticky green medicinal food was mixed with many kinds of herbs. Bitter and astringent, while swallowing hard, there is a pungent burning sensation spreading from the throat to the stomach.

Even if he swallowed it forcibly, his stomach was like a sea of ​​water, and he almost couldn't help but spit it out a few times.

"This is the master and all the masters and uncles who studied the ancient prescriptions in the temple quietly. They took dozens of precious medicinal materials and boiled them for three hours. The master said that because of the strong effect of this medicine, you will feel uncomfortable when you eat it, but you can get used to it." Afterwards, when taking the medicated diet later, this problem will no longer occur."

The little monk carefully noticed that Wang Changan's expression became a little uncomfortable after taking a sip of the medicinal food, so he hurriedly reminded him.

In fact, Wang Changan endured very hard, but in order not to affect his own image, he couldn't show it too obviously. Finally, after forcibly enduring for a while, the feeling of nausea and vomiting gradually subsided, replaced by a burning sensation. The abdomen is the center and spreads continuously to the whole body.

It may be that the medicine is taking effect. When the scorching sensation is spreading to the whole body, I just feel numb and itchy all over my body, as if I have undergone a major health care and feel comfortable all over.

"This medicinal diet is really interesting." Wang Changan said inwardly, this feeling is indeed very special, like being rubbed and abused first, and then he can truly relax.

Then he took a second sip of the medicated diet, this time the feeling was obviously not as pronounced as the previous one, maybe he had already adapted to this bitter, astringent and extremely spicy feeling, so he would no longer experience nausea and vomiting, but the medicated diet was The burning sensation released from the body was not weaker than before.

Less pain, more enjoyment.

Then he directly picked up the bowl and drank the remaining spoonfuls of medicinal food in the bowl in one go.

When a bowl of medicinal food is completely consumed, the burning sensation released in the body reaches its peak instantly, as if there are countless ants running around in the body, causing every cell in the body to release that numb and itchy feeling .

After finishing the medicinal diet, Wang Changan was already sweating, so he could only rest for a while before continuing to eat.

As he thought before, people in Buddhism don't eat meat, four vegetarian dishes plus a bowl of porridge and a few steamed buns are his dinner. Although these dishes look exquisite, they taste bland.

"I'll clean up the bowls and chopsticks." After dinner, Wang Changan took the initiative to clean up the bowls and chopsticks. Although it is very enjoyable to be served by others, if a young monk around ten years old is to serve him, it will make him It's hard, I always feel uncomfortable.

"No, the donor is a guest from afar. This is what a monk should do. How can the donor be allowed to do it?"

The little monk rushed to the front, quickly put away the dishes on the table and put them in the food box, then quickly wiped the table clean, and then ran away with the food box.

After seeing the little monk running away, Wang Changan finally realized it, and shook his head helplessly.

(End of this chapter)