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

Chapter 9 Miracle Vigorously

Not long after, the little monk came back again, holding a few volumes of scriptures in his hands. It seemed that it was the arrangement of several old monks. Maybe he was worried that Wang Changan would feel bored by himself, so he sent a few volumes of scriptures to relieve his boredom. .

"The master ordered the little monk to bring some scriptures, and I will put them in the house first. When the benefactor feels bored, he can read the scriptures to relieve his boredom."

After talking, the little monk walked into the house. After putting away the scriptures, he walked outside and said to Wang Changan: "In the depths of the bamboo forest in Houshan, there is a spiritual spring. The water in the spring is kept warm all year round. , Master said that soaking in hot springs is good for the body."

"The benefactor, please, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the road. The benefactor can go to the hot spring, which can dispel fatigue and help you sleep."

Hearing that you can still soak in the hot spring, Wang Changan naturally nodded his head in agreement, how could he refuse.

The little monk led the way with a lantern in his hand, and Wang Changan followed closely behind. The two walked out of the bamboo forest and walked along the winding path to the back mountain. After walking for about ten minutes, they arrived at the place where the hot spring was located.

It was a pond about ten feet square. Standing by the side with the help of the light from a lantern, one could see a series of bubbles constantly emerging from the water. Wang Changan stretched out his fingers to test the water temperature, and found that the temperature was not particularly hot, but rather hot. Acceptable, it seems that the reason for the bubbling in the water is not because the water is boiled, but that there may be several springs at the bottom that are constantly bubbling up.

After bringing Wang Changan to the hot spring, the little monk put down the towel, turned around and walked away, leaving Wang Changan here alone.

"Although this little monk doesn't look very old, he's really sensible and has a bright future in the future."

Wang Changan glanced at the place where the little monk was standing, sighed secretly, then took off his clothes and jumped into the pool, soaking in the hot spring comfortably.

After soaking for about half an hour, they walked out of the hot spring, quickly dried their bodies and put on their clothes, then found a little monk to lead the way, and the two returned to their residence deep in the bamboo forest.

Speaking of which, the little monk had been busy behind him for a long time. In order to let him rest early, Wang Changan said goodbye to him early. This night, he was with the bamboo forest and listened to the "rustling" sound of the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest. Chang An slept very soundly.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

When he was going out, he saw the young monk waiting outside the door. Wang Changan couldn't help laughing when he thought that he might be the only one in Qingshan Temple who could sleep until he woke up naturally.

After a simple wash and breakfast, he picked up the scriptures sent by the little monk last night, intending to open them, but flipped through a few pages but found that he basically couldn't understand them, and soon lost interest After watching it, I simply threw it on the table and ignored it.

After thinking about it, I decided to go to the Sutra Pavilion. As the saying goes, you don’t overwhelm yourself with too many skills. Since you have such a good opportunity, you shouldn’t waste it. At least you have to get enough benefits, and then go down the mountain as soon as possible.

"Follow me to the Sutra Pavilion."

"Yes."

Hearing Wang Changan's proposal to go to the Sutra Pavilion, the young monk's eyes lit up.

Under normal circumstances, not everyone can enter the Sutra Pavilion casually. Even if Ming Xin is a disciple under the name of the abbot, he only has the opportunity to enter the Sutra Pavilion three times a month, and he can only borrow one scripture at a time. If it is in Jinzangjing Pavilion next time, it must be returned.

Therefore, it may take some monks a year and a half to understand the content recorded in a scripture, which means that if he does not want to give up the scripture he is studying, he has no way to go to collect scriptures during this period. Court.

Wang Chang'an didn't know what Ming Xin was thinking, he just said it casually, and then took the lead and strode towards the Sutra Pavilion.

Moreover, he skipped the second floor and went straight to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion. This is a place Mingxin had never been to before. As the most important place in the Sutra Pavilion, ordinary disciples cannot go directly to the third floor without permission. .

This time, Mingxin was able to gain the favor of Wang Changan, and he went all the way to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion. Although there are not many books here, the scriptures that he can be included here must be very precious.

The next time I came to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion, what I saw in front of me surprised Wang Chang'an. Except for Master Kong Hai, the rest of the old monks were all quietly comprehending the chance he left yesterday, but it seemed that they didn't. Too much progress.

Wang Chang'an did not wake them up, but went to the bookshelf alone to check, hoping to find some Buddhist secrets that would be useful to him. Then he stood in front of the bookshelf and took a look at every scripture. When the scriptures are stared at by him, they will light up faintly by themselves, showing that they are different from other scriptures.

"Great Vajra Palm, it's not bad."

Wang Chang'an picked up a yellowed scripture from the bookshelf, titled 'Strong Vajra Palm Essentials,' as soon as he saw the name, he knew that the power must be good, after all, great strength can produce miracles.

When Wang Changan picked up this volume of scriptures, the light suddenly became brighter, and a hazy light emerged from his hand, completely covering the entire ancient book, and then each text glowing with golden light, Like gorgeous fireworks, golden tracks rushed out from the hazy light, and lined up in front of Wang Changan.

In a moment, the space in front of him was filled with glowing words, and as he turned his eyes, those golden scriptures would meet his eyes, like golden lightning bolts imprinted in his mind.

Such a unique method of comprehension is frighteningly efficient, and Wang Changan can understand it at a glance, without any effort at all.

After thoroughly comprehending the 'Great Vajra Palm', he casually put the scriptures back on the shelf. When the glowing scriptures left his palm, the original golden light would soon dim, as if his spirituality had been exhausted. It became a yellowed ancient book again.

Afterwards, Wang Changan continued to stop and observe in front of the bookshelf, but there were few scriptures that caught his attention. The boring scriptures were all the same, and the interesting ones were one out of ten thousand. Either he didn't like it, or he was not interested.

Just when Wang Changan finished flipping through the books on the entire bookshelf, and was about to go to the next shelf to continue searching, suddenly there was a burst of chanting in the Sutra Pavilion. The deep and ancient voice seemed to pass through endless years, and came slowly, but this The second anomaly was not caused by him.

I saw that the little monk Mingxin did not know when he triggered the opportunity he left yesterday, and the entire scripture of the Immortal Golden Body Technique emerged by itself, and each golden text was imprinted in the void, bursting out a dazzling light .

At this time, the little monk closed his eyes tightly, and a faint golden light glowed on his forehead, which looked like a vague lotus pattern, or like a wise eye, staring at the scriptures imprinted in the void, but the situation But it is not optimistic, those luminous words seem to be short-lived, blooming dazzling light in an extremely short period of time, but suddenly dimmed in the blink of an eye, as if they may hide in the void again at any time.

The sound of chanting just now awakened several old monks who were meditating. They all looked at the young monk in surprise, as if they had discovered something extraordinary.

"His eyes are like torches, and there is a ray of innate wisdom in his altar."

Master Kongwen was the first to discover the problem, and his gaze at the little monk became even hotter at this moment.

After hearing the words of Master Kongwen, the rest of the people became very surprised. Needless to say, they all knew what this meant.

(End of this chapter)