Each of the twelve realms of the four meditations and eight meditations has its own mystery. Monk Mengxin talked to Maitreya carefully, and after careful summary, Maitreya began to try to sing the seal, recite Amitabha, and formally practice. Meditation.
There was a Buddha in his mouth, a Buddha in his heart, and a Buddha in my mind. Since I was a Buddha, within three minutes, Maitreya felt sore back and felt upset. He failed to sit in meditation for the first time and corrected himself.
According to Master Mengxin, the first realm of meditation is careless, and those who reach this realm will be able to clear away distracting thoughts. Even if they sit for a long time, they won’t be upset and have backaches.
Starting all over again, Maitreya summarized the practice time and time again, and finally managed to live carelessly in one afternoon.
Behind carelessness is carefulness. After entering this state, the sitting meditation practitioner can fine-tune the body to make sitting meditation longer, and to sit meditation all day and night.
Maitreya easily passed the careful living and entered the realm of desire to define, and the spiritual power of his body also increased slightly.
Different from the carelessness and carefulness that regulates the body and mind, the definition of desire is a pass, which is used to subdue delusion. After Maitreya enters this state, he always begins to have hallucinations, feeling that there are people peeping around.
In response to the increased spiritual power, when Maitreya sits, there is always an urge to go out immediately to find Naraku, fight him for three hundred rounds, and finally cut him off.
Delusions cannot be easily overcome, especially with the increase in age, Maitreya has unknowingly reached the age of twelve, his body is cultivated, and he has begun to yearn for the outside world.
Under the circumstances of various external factors, Maitreya finally consulted Master Mengxin, got his recommendation letter, and went to the Hojo clan's Xiaomine City to study and exercise in the local dojo called Saitian Bell.
To retreat to those weird monsters and ghosts, spiritual power alone is not enough, spiritual power can bring some unnatural abilities to the mage, and can even spread into enchantments, but once faced with physical ogres and humanoid ghosts , That spiritual power is not enough, and it is necessary to rely on physical force to solve the problem.
Because of the need, Maitreya devoted himself to the dojo of the samurai Saizhongda for further studies, learning bow horses and Nakajo one-sword swordsmanship to exercise his physique.
To get close to the legendary Bushido, Maitreya was very diligent, but after two or three months, he lost interest, because he cut the Bushido thing apart, and there were only two words inside and out: cold-blooded.
Bushido can be said to be a deformed product of the combination of violent power and Confucianism. Although it proposes a series of samurai virtues, Maitreya felt that not many people had these virtues in the contact with the dojo. The samurai he saw were more pretentious landlords. , Looking forward to the mercenaries of the master's house, and the underworld who desires the land.
The samurai can be said to be an aristocratic class. Although not everyone mixes well, every samurai is required to receive training from an early age, be taken to the execution ground to watch the beheading, and then adapt to the killing through the bloody scenes. Maitreya is no exception. Was taken.
Although a little disgusted, Maitreya also patiently trained in the dojo for more than half a year, learning bow and horse archery, watching the execution ground to kill people, and at the same time through physical exercise, the cruel reality smoothed out his delusions and successfully entered the realm of future Zen.
Buddhism divides the world into three levels, namely the desire world, the material world and the colorless world. The so-called desire world is the material world constituted by desire, while the physical world is the world that is free from desire but not yet separated from the material world, and the colorless world It is to completely get rid of the spiritual world of desire and material.
Dhyana can make people's spirit go from the world of desire to the world of colorlessness, and future Zen is the transitional stage from the world of desire to the world of physicality. People in this state will encounter various illusions, or horrors of life and death. Either emperors, generals, or money and seduction, etc.
Maitreya met his family’s long-time enemy Naraku in the future Zen. This big boss, dressed in baboon skins, jumped out of the dojo and transformed into a pile of flesh consisting of various centipedes, earthworms, and spider monsters. When he reacted, he tore him to pieces.
Although the scene was terrifying, but because of the fact that he could not react, Maitreya kept his sanity even when he was torn apart, and easily noticed the illusion. By entering the deep meditation realm, he got rid of the torn apart illusion encounter and entered The state of exile joy.
Retirement joy, hence the name Siyi, is to no longer give birth to joy due to shallow gains.
After reaching the state of separated joy, Maitreya's spiritual power surged.
With the explosion of spiritual power, there is also Maitreya’s body and senses. The spiritual power is not as violent as the demon, but it also has a magical effect. It can increase the human senses, make people feel, and even see it with the naked eye. Invisible things, such as the air of the evil miasma, according to the Buddhist scriptures, this should be called supernatural power.
In a blink of an eye, Maitreya got up in the dark and practiced for two years. At the age of fourteen, after finishing his practice in the Saitian Taoist Temple, he said goodbye to his master Saitian Zhong and turned back to the Dharma Institute alone.
It was 18 years of astronomy, the Western calendar or something, because there was no reference, Maitreya didn't know what year it was, and he didn't understand Japanese history. In short, an Ashikaga general resigned three years ago.
Today, on the Japanese islands that Maitreya observes and listens to, today there is a flick (popular uprising), and tomorrow there will be an uprising. Among the powerful and nobles everywhere, it is the brains of the human beings.
Under the continuous wars, the people are struggling to live, the chaotic society breeds a lot of resentment, hatred, evil spirits, monsters frequently appear, ghosts cry and wolves every night, withered bones are buried on Maitreya Road, and longitudes and souls are numb.
Maitreya returned to the Dharma Academy where he had been away for two years. Master Mengxin was still the same. He was not in the temple for the past two years. The old monk drank very happily every day. The wine-red color on his nose became stronger and stronger. He took his hand to look at the face.
"Oh, this palmistry is incredible." Meng Xin took Maitreya's left hand and looked at the mark in the palm of her palm, and couldn't help but raise her head to look at each other.
"The tone is too exaggerated." Looking at Mengxin's dim eyes because of long-term drinking, Maitreya couldn't help but pull his hand back from the corner of his mouth. He still couldn't stand the Japanese's exaggerated and pretentious tone.
"Nani? Did you see it?" Monk Mengxin looked at Maitreya's unbearable expression and couldn't help touching the back of his head.
"It's full to ask me to ask, and then to tease me!" Maitreya knelt on the ground, put his hands in his sleeves, and stared at the fat master who deliberately teased him.
"Hey, I have been practicing for two years and have grown up! It's a pity, it's not as cute as before." Monk Mengxin looked up and down at the bald Wu Fu, the boy with sleeves in his hands, he couldn't help but hiss slightly, and said with a sigh that seemed to be withered. road.
"I am cute, and I am not cute. I am me." Maitreya looked at the fat master who was pretending to be serious. To tell the truth, he was cursed by the wind cave. Seeing troubled times, it is really hard for him to laugh like a fat master. come out.
"How is Fengxue?" Monk Mengxin saw Maitreya not smirking, so he could only be serious.
"It's the size of a broad bean."
(End of this chapter)