The tunnels of Bailing Mountain are extremely deep and long, and there are many branches, leading to different places. Some have more demons, but they can't stop Maitreya who has a heavenly eye.
Maitreya broke through numerous obstacles and came from the phantom exit of a tunnel to the wooden corridor of a mountain temple, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if hanging in the air, seeming ethereal and ethereal, but in fact eerie and eerie.
Maitreya didn’t pay much attention to the supernatural beings all around. He walked along the corridor with seven turns, and finally came to a core area, where there was a Buddhist table on which was sitting a mummy-like corpse and clothed in Buddha clothing. , Wearing a French hat, holding a few beads in your hand.
"Amitabha." Maitreya saw the corpse on the dharma platform, knowing that he had found the righteous master, so he circled the opponent three times, and went over the top, bowed to him in the same manner as the Buddha, and stood up and looked at the old monk. The corpse’s dry and hollow orbital passage:
"In Xia Maitreya, I also invite Amitabha to meet up."
"There is no Buddha you are looking for here." In the empty eyes of the old monk, scarlet eyes lit up, condensed into a pair of eyes, and replied with a voice.
"Do you know what Buddha I am looking for?" Maitreya smiled.
"The Amitabha, the Immeasurable, is the Immeasurable Buddha, who made great aspirations in the long disasters in the past, to build a pure Western land, to extend the boundless living beings, and to achieve immeasurable merits." As a monk of the Yixiangzong, Bai Xin is no stranger to Amitabha.
"Where is Amitabha Buddha?" Maitreya continued to ask.
"The Buddha has three bodies, the Dharmakaya, the Samsara body, and the response. The Dharmakaya is the gathering of all the dharmas, in the sutras, the Samsara is gathered by the wisdom and Dharma, in the eyes of all living beings, the body should be gathered for the merits, and in the heart of seeking the Buddha. "The mummy Bai Xin raised his eyes slightly, answering with Buddhist knowledge.
"In all the scriptures, the eyes of sentient beings and the heart of praying for Buddha, Amitabha is everywhere. Since it is everywhere, what's wrong with me looking for Buddha here?" Maitreya nodded and responded with a smile.
"Stop playing around, these don't make sense to me."
Maitreya's reply made Maitreya a little helpless. Sure enough, trying to use this mysterious technique to enlighten missionary monks like him is really meaningless.
With a sharp change in mind, Maitreya stood up, patted his body and said:
"It seems that I didn't find the Buddha, and I didn't have enough opportunities."
"So leave!" Sweetheart White's reply was very indifferent.
"But before leaving, can you please satisfy one of my requirements." Maitreya raised his eyes slightly, and made a request with a smile on his face.
"Nara, helped me."
Sweetheart Bai's reply was stiff, causing Maitreya to burst into laughter. He thought that the master was no longer able to enter.
Although there is no difference on the face, years of faith do not mean abandoning. Maitreya talks about Amitabha. After many years of practice, Maitreya has already remembered the past Dharma. After all, he was only a difference in thought at the beginning.
"I just want to ask to hug you." Maitreya corrected sweetheart Bai's words.
"Hold, hug..." Sweetheart Bai was stunned.
"Yes, please be sure to agree to my request." Maitreya emptied his mind and asked the sweetheart white.
"..." The sweetheart white heart fell into silence. He thought that this guy came for Naraku, but he didn't expect that the other party would make such an incomprehensible request to embrace him such a corpse and play any tricks.
"I'm here." Maitreya saw that the sweetheart of Baixin did not answer, only when he agreed. Can only rely on action.
Although it was already an air-dried corpse, there was no peculiar smell on Sweetheart White's body. On the contrary, there was a strange fragrance. Maitreya supported the other party's shoulders with his arms and put his head on his neck, feeling the cold soul of the other party.
The soul of the white heart is not cold, because Maitreya has felt a colder soul, which belongs to Nie Xiaoqian. Compared to her fate, the experience of the white heart is not worth mentioning. He has a lofty heart and spiritual power to help Many people have just gotten wrong in their thoughts at the last moment of being infected with the plague and turning into tantric Buddha.
It is also because the sweetheart Baixin is not cold, he understands the principles of Buddhism, and ordinary Buddhist knowledge cannot enlighten the other party. Maitreya does not have the power of the holy soul of Kikyo, so besides embracing, he also starts his mouth with sincerity:
"I have heard about you. I have a pious heart and hope you can return to the right way."
"Can I go back?" Sweetheart Bai wanted to cry, suddenly a little bit lost, and regretful the impulse. Of course he knew that he was just a difference in thought, but he had already helped Naraku, the evil monster.
"Is it for Naraku?" Maitreya asked, letting go of his arms and retracting his head.
"I helped him."
"Buddha Amitabha goes to the boundless sentient beings, but because of poverty, lack of filial piety, evil spirits, and evil spirits, he refuses all beings out of the pure land?" Maitreya asked.
"The ten evil people can also become Buddhas, Amitabha." The sweetheart white opened his eyes and became calm.
"Amitabha Buddha." Maitreya said, and the lover Bai Xin repeated:
"Amitabha."
In the sound of successive chanting of Buddhas, the White Heart Master gradually got rid of the rhythm, the Buddhist wisdom of the past practiced, no longer needed guidance, and with one utterance, countless Buddha horns in the void were masterpieces. At the same time, his spiritual power also rose up, emitting a powerful light. Reflect oneself through meditation and exert the power of mind.
The power of thought is the power of one thought. What is a thought? According to the law of monks, one day and one day are thirty moments, one moment is twenty rabbi, one rabbi is twenty fingers, and one flick has twenty moments, one moment. It is a thought.
Although there are similarities and differences in Buddhism practice, in the final analysis, it is still contemplating oneself and manifesting one's own thoughts. The finer the light, the greater the power of thought, and if the power of one thought can be reflected, it is equivalent to the little bodhisattva, or Maitreya. If you haven't reached the realm, this thing will barely come, you can only accumulate potential cultivation.
The white heart’s master has accumulated enough cultivation. Once enlightened, countless spiritual powers gush out from his body, shining brightly, and there is a resonance between the Buddha's name in his mouth and somewhere in the void. On Lingshan, except for Maitreya and Baixin, no one can perceive, see, or touch.
Maitreya could not feel the Buddha's light, just if she felt it, but then the dragon girl in her body lent him her gaze, letting him see that there seemed to be countless figures in the golden light pierced above the white heart's head, and a big hand came out of it. .
The Buddha's light blooming in the cave suddenly converged, Maitreya looked at the big hand protruding from the light, and a lotus platform fell on it, and the white heart sat on it, and the moment seemed eternal.
In a moment, everything disappeared and returned to silence. The misty clouds in the mountain temple have been swept away, leaving only the pure land Zen rhyme.
(End of this chapter)