As soon as Hui Ming was free, he hurriedly said: "Master, you'd better give me this scripture."
He said this as Fa Hai didn't seem to care much about the scriptures.
Fahai said: "Just leave this "Sutra of Heavenly Demons" with me. You can go back with me." He grabbed Huiming, and Huiming only blinked and went to the temple.
Fahai put the sutra into his cassock and didn't bother to care about Huiming. Jinguang Temple had its own precepts hall. If he made trouble, there would be monks to punish him.
He didn't care about the rights of the temple. In his eyes, everything in Jinguang Temple was not worth his troubles, as long as he didn't cause any trouble when he went out to hunt for the treasure moon.
That night, Fahai was sitting in a quiet room, with golden light shining all over his body. He was practicing the Dharma passed down from Moonlight Bodhisattva.
It's just that Moonlight Bodhisattva is a human body, and he is a demon body. Although the profound Buddhism has been explained to him in detail by Venerable Baoyue, some of the obstacles are still insurmountable, making him still a little restless.
He was originally a demon clan, and even though he had some skills in cultivating his moral character, it was still difficult for him to enter samadhi at this time, so he took out the volume of the Heavenly Demon Sutra.
Fa Hai didn't know that this scroll of the Demon Sutra was obtained by Bao Guang by chance.
Baoguang's Dharma is profound, but he has not yet understood the nature of the mind, so the achievements of the golden Arhat could never be achieved. Later, his magical powers were exhausted, but he became a blessing in disguise and became diligent in his Buddha mind.
After obtaining the Heavenly Demon Sutra, I realized that although this Demonic Sutra can be accessed from the other side, some evil spells are directed at the human heart. It is very enlightening even for Buddhism to understand nature and Taoism to cut through illusions.
But precisely because it involves the subtleties of the soul, once something goes wrong, it is easy to fall into the devil's path and lose one's self.
Only those who have great wisdom, get rid of the three poisons of "greed, anger, and ignorance" and have no distracting thoughts can master the evil magic.
Baoguang knew in his heart that if this sutra spread, it would definitely bring disaster. However, he thought that it was the hard work of some predecessors and sages, and he could not bear to destroy it. Even when he passed away, he was still struggling whether to destroy it or not.
Only at the last moment did he make up his mind, and asked the eminent monks of the Vajra Temple to place a ban in the jade box of the sutras, and asked Huiming to take the sutras back to the Jinguang Temple and bury them in the place where spiritual inspirations gather. They would be influenced by Buddhism day and night and drive away the evil spirits in the sutras.
Even if someone sees this sutra again in the future, they can calm their mind and not be addicted to it.
As for whether you can achieve anything, it just depends on chance.
At that time, Huiming asked Baoguang why he didn't leave it to Baoyue, but Baoguang laughed and didn't answer.
It wasn't until Huiming returned to the mountain that he learned that Zen Master Baoyue had also passed away, and understood what Baoguang meant at that time.
Fahai has great supernatural powers and has been practicing for thousands of years. Even if he sees the three words of the Demon Sutra, he doesn't care at all.
With his cultivation, although he is not as firm-minded as the masters of Taoism and Buddhism, the demons cannot confuse him.
Tonight, Fa Hai was restless and determined to take a look at the Heavenly Demon Sutra to see what was inside.
As soon as I opened the scriptures, it turned out that there were indeed many wonderful spells recorded in it, but Fahai was comparable to the likes of Earth Immortals and Arhats, and he didn't take these spells seriously at all.
He skimmed through those involving magic, and then there was another paragraph of text describing the way of the devil.
He originally learned profound Buddhist teachings from Venerable Baoyue. He traveled around the world in his early years and also dabbled in Taoism. I was immediately fascinated by the way of demons described in it.
The reason lies in the ways of gods and demons, and the sublime qualities of the two Buddhist families. They have some similarities. The discussion involving spirituality is very similar to the Moonlight Bodhisattva Sutra taught by Baoyue.
For example, the Buddha takes thousands of incarnations to save all sentient beings and is immortal. In fact, he is spreading his own Buddhist teachings. As long as it can make people believe, it will naturally be equivalent to thousands of incarnations. All living beings are me, and I am all living beings.
Falling into the Heavenly Demon Sutra means condensing the seeds of one's own thoughts and spreading them among all living beings. As long as one's actions are consistent with one's own thoughts, one can do the act of stealing one's heart and turn others into one's own self.
At first, Fa Hai thought that he was well-informed and had profound Buddhist teachings, so he did not pay much attention to this sutra. After reading it, he became more and more aware of the connection between Buddha and demon. It can be said that one thought can become a Buddha and one thought can become a demon.
There is no distinction between Buddha and demon.
Little did he know that when he had this thought in his mind, demonic obstacles had already arisen.
When I reached the end, it recorded a technique of transformation of heaven and human beings, and I finally couldn't help but start practicing it.
Shen Lian slowly opened his eyes in the view of killing. After he saw that kind of swordsmanship and the bloody sword, he knew that he was definitely no match for Chen Beidou.
Although I really don't want to admit this fact.
The purpose of entering samadhi is to forget the scenes you have seen and to regain clarity in your mind.
However, no matter what, the trace of blood between the spiritual platform could not be eliminated after all.
Fang Yanying stood guard outside when Shen Lian fell into concentration. Because she still had many questions to ask about the master, but Shen Lian had been in meditation since he came back from outside, and she couldn't disturb him.
On a deserted night, the Killing View is even more peaceful than before, with no insects or birds even chirping nearby, creating a tranquil scene of noisy forests, quiet birdsong, and secluded mountains.
Even though Shen Lian had eliminated the murderous intent in the view of killing, due to the instinct of living creatures, the creatures outside did not dare to enter the realm of the view of killing without authorization.
In the entire temple, there were only two living creatures, Fang Yanying and Shen Lian.
Therefore, Fang Yanying always felt that the view was filled with a touch of sadness. She was afraid to close her eyes, fearing that she would see Li Yuanliang and the others. She was a little afraid to face these fellow disciples, fearing that they would ask why they all died and she was the only one who could survive.
After Shen Lian opened her eyes, she did not call Fang Yanying in. Maybe the cold wind and dew would wake her up a lot.
Moreover, Shen Lian was still thinking about where Chen Jianmei had gone. What killed these disciples was really puzzling to him.
He knew that even Chen Beidou couldn't sit down, not because he was not strong enough, but because he lacked that little bit of perfection, and it would be impossible to destroy the souls of all the living creatures in the world of Killing Life in an instant.
Dawn gradually breaks in the east, and a wisp of morning light enters. Shen Lian refines the morning light, his face is clear and smooth, and his whole person is like jade smoke, and he slowly walks out of the door.
In response, Fang Yanying also looked at Shen Lian.
To her surprise, Shen Lian came to her side and sat down against the wall, holding a sword on the ground with one hand. The hair on his forehead was fluttering in the breeze. He had a lazy and noble temperament all over his body, letting those gentle people The morning sun shines on me.
She wanted to speak.
Shen Lian turned his head and stopped her with his eyes, as if to say that the daylight was very good today and he should enjoy it.
Perhaps it was the soft morning light, or maybe Shen Lian's trace of laziness, that infected Fang Yanying, and the haze in his heart dissipated a lot.
But before the mood improved much, dark clouds spread from the distance, and soon the entire mountain was covered.
There are countless demon soldiers on the clouds, so densely packed that you can’t even see them to the end.
Countless birds on the mountain panicked and flew away in all directions.