The sunset at Guiling Temple is extremely beautiful. The sea of clouds in the distance is completely empty, and the rolling waves create circles of burning red. en8. The entire temple is cleverly embedded in the mountainside. It does not touch the sky or the ground. It seems that you can touch the flowing clouds with your hand.
The color of the sunset pours on the exposed stone beside the cold stream, as clear and peaceful as the light of Buddha.
Seeing that the sun was getting darker, Yun Qing began to prepare to put away the books that she had posted today. If she was slow, she might not be able to make it to the evening class. The practice in Guiling Temple is very hard. Not to mention the morning and evening lessons and other daily homework, there are also various important tasks assigned to the Uposatha Hall, Arhat Hall, and Sutra Pavilion every day. There are too many things to do.
After a few days, Yun Qing finally understood why Jue Luan said that she was "unlikely to have free time."
As an inner disciple, Yun Qing could choose what matters she would mainly take on, so she naturally chose to help in the Sutra Pavilion. But she soon discovered that this choice was of little use, because the reality was that she had to do it regardless of whether she chose it or not.
The weather was fine today, so the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion decided to assign some disciples to expose the books. Yun Qing took the initiative to come over even though he was so busy. Although the possibility is very small, what if she really exposes the relevant classics
Monks generally use jade slips, but jade slips can only carry information. The will and thoughts of those predecessors are all contained in the strokes of ancient books. This is something that jade slips cannot express in any way. Therefore, the collection of books contains those fragile but ancient ancient books.
Ancient books that were too old could no longer withstand provocation, so they adopted the method of suspension and set up a barrier to hide them from the light of day in the Sutra Pavilion. In order to prevent such books from being lost, they usually have secret rubbings. The rubbings are very old from this era, so the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion would send disciples to post the books from time to time.
"Leave these books to me for the time being. You can go back first."
Jueluan's voice appeared behind Yun Qing, but she didn't hear the footsteps at all.
"How good is this? Senior brother is busy with work..." Yun Qing felt that she could always see him these days, and she wondered if she had been exposed somewhere.
"I am the most leisurely person in the temple." Jue Luan smiled and bent down to help her sort out the ancient books spread all over the floor.
Yun Qing was dumbfounded. Of course, this person is so senior that no one can order him to do anything.
"My master loved to post his books." Seeing that she was speechless, Jue Luan continued, "Today coincides with his memorial day, so I feel something in my heart."
Yun Qing didn't know what he meant when he told her this, but she was quite interested in that "first teacher".
Jue Luan didn't care either. He neatly packed up the ancient books on the ground and said, "When my master first entered Guiling Temple, he was punished by kneeling down for posting books. en8. At that time, my master asked him to collect the ancient books in the temple. The Marrow Cleansing Sutra, the Sutra of Changing Tendons, the Lotus Heart Void Treasure Contemplation Dharma, the Great Sun Tathagata Contemplation Dharma Storehouse and other Dharma Storehouses are exposed. In fact, they are deliberately trying to test other people's Taoist minds."
Yun Qing couldn't help but feel moved when she heard the idea of "Lotus Heart Void Hidden Contemplation". So, the idea of "Lotus Heart Void Hidden Contemplation" was really recorded in the book? Then she felt a little wary again, and she didn't know why Luan suddenly mentioned this. Did he really see something, or did he mean to test her Taoist heart like that master
"He wants to test whether your master can peek at these classics?" Yun Qing's face remained unchanged and he asked doubtfully.
Jue Luan laughed again: "Yes, but he didn't expect that my master would not go to the Sutra Pavilion to collect the books, but went to this book-drying stone and slept with his bare belly."
Yun Qing was surprised: "Why is this?"
"My master didn't understand either, so he ran to question him. My master spoke plausibly. He said..." Jue Luan paused, then carefully picked up the last ancient book and held it in his arms.
"My master said that he is dedicated to the Buddha and has thousands of books in his belly. Why show the books? He can just show his own belly!"
Yun Qing couldn't help but laugh. She felt that the temperament of this great Buddhist master was quite inconsistent with the solemnity of Guiling Temple.
"As a result, he was punished to kneel down. For several months, day and night, no matter the wind or rain, he kept kneeling on this book-drying stone." Jue Luan looked slightly solemn.
Yun Qing asked: "Is it so serious...?"
She feels that rhetorical debate is actually very useful in Buddhism. Sometimes one thing is obviously wrong, but as long as one can explain it verbally using Buddhist principles, there will be no punishment. A more typical one is "the wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha sat in the heart." Since even violating the precepts can be covered up with such ridiculous rhetoric, it makes no sense for Jue Luan's master to be punished by kneeling for several months.
"My master later told me that he felt that he had done nothing wrong at the time, but he woke up on his knees a month later." Jue Luan's side face looked like those of the Buddha statues in the temple under the setting sun. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his compassion was not very real. , "Thousands of classics are in the belly? Scholars can have this kind of frivolity and fearlessness in their hearts, but practitioners cannot."
"Humility." Jue Luan's voice lowered, and each sound directly captured his heart.
Yun Qing felt something was touched. Her situation was quite similar to that of the Buddhist power. With the Book of Heaven in hand, doesn’t it mean that one knows everything, knows everything, and has thousands of classics in one’s belly
"There are countless great ways in the world. In Buddhism alone, there are supremely profound and subtle Dharmas. The more you know, the more you will understand your own ignorance. Maybe it is good that thousands of classics are in his belly, but they are still other people's Classics. If you don’t have a humble heart and ask the Buddha humbly, you will never get your own way."
It was as if an alarm bell was ringing in Yun Qing's heart, and he suddenly became much clearer.
She has the Book of Heaven to protect her body, and the powerful help of Amang who is invincible to millions of people. She has good luck and has seen the Taishang Induction Record, the Great Sun Black Heavenly Wheel, and the Gentleman Qianyuan Dao. So she dared to act recklessly, dared to swagger under the nose of hundreds of thousands of mountains, dared to go deep into the Lutian Holy Altar and escape without a trace, and now she even dared to drag Zheng Zhenzhen to muddy the waters in the northwest.
But everything she relies on is ultimately not her own. The Book of Heaven is always a foreign object. No matter how powerful Amang is, he can't enlighten her for her. Which of those messy inheritances has she really studied thoroughly
So what if there are thousands of classics in her belly? None of them she understood, none of them truly belonged to her.
The more arrogant you are, the further away you are from the "Tao" you seek.
"I've been taught a lesson." Yun Qing bowed and thanked him. Jue Luan was profound in Buddhist teachings, and he might have noticed the restlessness in her heart, so he neither asked her what her intentions were, nor was he wary of her. Instead, he gave some guidance and warned her to seek the road with humility.
"Evening classes are about to begin, please go ahead." Jue Luan nodded, listening to the bells in the temple ringing, and said to Yun Qing.
Yun Qing bowed again, and then went to evening classes under the setting sun.
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"嘤嘘嘤..." Zheng Zhenzhen was soaked and stood shivering in the cold pool, "I, I can't stand any longer!"
The woman who brought her out from the secret realm of the cold cave now put on a peach-colored palace dress. She stood in the mist and mist like a banished immortal. Her face was covered with gauze. After hearing Zheng Zhenzhen's words, she couldn't help but lift the veil and said. : "You really don't want to become my teacher?"
"It's so cold..." Zheng Zhenzhen looked at the woman with watery eyes, not looking any different because of the ferocious scars on her face.
"You stupid kid, why don't you listen to my advice? If you worship me as your teacher, you can become my direct disciple of Mianfenglang as long as you enter Taoism in the future..."
Zheng Zhenzhen still looked pitiful: "Cold!"
"Come out, come out! It's useless for me to borrow this cold pool for you to exercise. Why are you calling me cold when you haven't even had half a cup of tea?" The woman looked impatient, but she still agreed to come out of the cold pool.
Zheng Zhenzhen sneezed loudly and crawled out of the cold pool on both hands and feet. However, he stepped on a slippery stone and fell back down.
"Not only are you brainless, you are also clumsy. It's really...! Well, maybe it's a blessing for me that you don't become my disciple." The woman's sleeves flicked, and a peach-colored ribbon tied Zheng Zhenzhen's head. Rolled out.
Zheng Zhenzhen coughed for a long time before saying, "Um... pretty sister, when can we have dinner?"
"Don't call me that! My name is Jinghua." The woman said helplessly. She no longer cared about superficial matters, but Zheng Zhenzhen said it sincerely, and it was hard for her to scold her.
"Senior Jinghua." Zheng Zhen bowed seriously.
Jinghua sighed: "Senior sister picked up a resentful woman, why did I pick up a fool?"
Zheng Zhenzhen asked in confusion: "A resentful woman?"
Jinghua used Taoism to dry her body, then transformed into a small tea table and sat on the floor: "That resentful woman is much more powerful than you. She was so seriously injured and could still rush into the cold cave and kill the white bear. Even I can't. Hurt by her.”
"Did she also cause the injuries on your body at that time!?" Zheng Zhenzhen said in surprise. She remembered the woman who was betrayed by the Taoist companion at that time. She seemed to be talking about her, right
"Yes, that person seemed to have been betrayed by her sweetheart. She overcame her emotional barriers and improved greatly in cultivation, so the senior sister asked her to enter the outer gate first."
Zheng Zhenzhen asked in confusion: "She injured you, and your senior sister still allowed her to enter?"
Jinghua took some water from the cold pool and somehow managed to make two cups of steaming tea. Zheng Zhenzhen looked at her movements and couldn't help but think of Yun Qing, and his eyes softened.
"She was emotionally unstable at that time, and she was probably accidentally injured. Senior sister just let her enter the outer gate, it's no big deal. Test her Taoist heart a few times, and if she can pass it, she will be introduced to the inner gate. If she can't, she will be sent away." Jinghua He motioned for her to sit down too.
Zheng Zhenzhen also imitated the Jinghua look and sat on the floor, but unfortunately she could not sit in her dignified and graceful look, and always looked a little coquettish.
"What about me? Do I also inspect the outer gate first?" Zheng Zhenzhen asked.
Jinghua nodded: "Of course, this is a rule. After all, in recent years, the Taoist mind of casual cultivators has become more and more corrupt, so it's not okay if we don't select carefully."
Zheng Zhenzhen nodded solemnly: "Yes."
"What are you!? Hurry up and drink tea to warm yourself up. Today you have to complete the last step of cleaning the marrow and cutting the bones for me!" Jinghua said dissatisfied. Zheng Zhenzhen was very talented, but the preliminary preparations for practicing Taoism such as marrow washing and bone cutting were not solid enough, so she had to do it all over again to avoid any trouble in the future.
"I just wanted to say..." Zheng Zhenzhen hesitated.
Jinghua asked: "What did you say?"
"I have taken a bath in this cold pool water. Isn't it inappropriate for you to drink it again?"
Jinghua slapped her on the forehead.