When Ye Qingxuan saw something bad, this Miaoxiu was really impatient. If she made a move, Ruhua, a peak acquired person, could not bear it. She hurriedly shouted: "Buddhism is boundless, turning back is the right way - more desires are suffering, life and death Fatigue, starting from greed, less desires and inaction, physical and mental ease. Om Mani Padme Hum—"
In a panic, Ye Qingxuan didn't care, just wanted to make Miaoxiu wake up and come to his senses, and roared out Buddhist verses, the "Eight Masters' Enlightenment Sutra" and the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva Mantra together with [Lion's Roar] , In the corridor, there was a buzzing sound for a while.
Not to mention, this voice is really useful, the Buddha flame on Monk Miaoxiu's body was extinguished immediately, and she looked at Monk Ruhua who was lifted up by herself in amazement...
Just after this voice, there was a clear whistle from a distance, and the monk Shenjian jumped out from the room, surrounded by Buddha light, holding a small copper pestle in one hand, and slammed the purple gold bowl in the other hand...
when-
It is like hitting a Hong Zhong Da Lu, the sound fills the air, everyone who hears it will be cleared physically and mentally, and all dryness will dissipate immediately...
Monk Miaoxiu, as if hit by a heavy hammer, slammed, fell back, and landed gently like a flower, but Miaoxiu suddenly turned pale, sweated on her head, twirling the rosary in her hand, muttering in her mouth He muttered the scriptures.
Seeing that the monk's face turned from distress to anxiety, God came up and immediately supported Miaoxiu to sit cross-legged, helping Miaoxiu to perform exercises and luck. After a while, the two of them were surrounded by smoke, and Monk Miaoxiu's complexion quickly improved, and he successfully entered meditation In the middle, breathing evenly, entering the realm of deep exercise.
Only then did Monk Shenjian let go of the hands on Miaoxiu's back, wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up, and walked towards Ye Qingxuan and the others.
Even though Monk Miaoxiu was in a state of concentration, he was still firmly grasping the [Arhat Golden Body and Body Protection Divine Art] which Ruhua regarded as a butt paper in his left hand. God saw that the monk was busy saving people, and now he was busy apologizing , I didn't even notice it for a while.
The three of Ye Qingxuan greeted them with puzzled faces. Before they could speak, God saw that the monk had already bowed to the end, and sincerely apologized and said, "Amitabha, the donors were frightened, and the poor monk confessed his mistake on behalf of the younger brother..."
Anyway, no one was injured, and Ye Qingxuan would not pursue this matter, but asked with concern: "Master Shenjian, I wonder what happened to Master Miaoxiu?"
On the other hand, Ruhua pondered and said: "[Sanmai Xinxiang Brahma Magic Art]!? The heart is the Buddha, and the appearance is the devil. Apart from a bodhi heart, use the technique of becoming a demon to form a devil's appearance outside the Brahma heart. The Brahma mind suppresses the demonic appearance, contemplates the demonic appearance to stimulate the body to resist the Buddha Dharma, and forms a "magic refining Buddha fire" outside the body... How can someone practice such a dangerous exercise? Obsessed with demons, mentally disturbed, becoming a monster with only human wisdom but no human emotions, only knowing how to kill... This master must have been seriously injured recently, and his true energy was wasted on the injury. I lost my mind at the critical moment... "
God saw that the monk was taken aback, looked at Ruhua and said: "Amitabha, good, good. Unexpectedly, this mage still knows this secret method of Buddhism that few people in our great Zen temple know. It can be seen that the master and my great Zen temple The origins are quite deep. The poor monk sees the gods of the Great Chan Temple, and I don’t know how to call the Master’s title?"
"Poor, the poor monk is like a flower, the god sees the big, the great monk is polite."
Shenjian saluted lightly, because the other party couldn't help but look at Ruhua twice, and suddenly saw the water-milled Zen stick in Ruhua's hand, couldn't help being shocked, put his hands together in salute, and said softly to Ruhua: "This mage is being polite. I wonder if the master can lend the Zen stick in his hand to the poor monk for a look?"
"Well, take it, take it..." Without saying a word, Ru Hua handed over the 400-jin fine steel water-milled Zen stick in her hand.
God sees that the monk hastily took it over, and the Zen stick weighing more than 400 kg is as light as a feather in his hand. The fine-steel water-milled Zen stick is not a bare long stainless-steel pole, but engraved with reliefs on it, which is not only non-slip, but also It's for the sake of beauty, but at such a close distance, Ye Qingxuan can't see clearly what kind of lines are engraved on it.
Could it be that there are other articles on this Zen staff? Could it be like the [Nine Heavens Tongxuan Jade Bi] of my Kunwu Sect, which contains some information
Monk Shenjian stroked the inscription on the Zen stick, his expression became more and more excited, and he kept muttering "Yes, yes" "It is it, it really is it"...
Ye Qingxuan and Jiang Shuihan looked at each other strangely, and thought in their hearts: What happened to the monks in this great Zen temple today, why are all of them out of their minds
Monk Shenjian raised his head and looked directly at Monk Ruhua, and said with a trembling voice, "Great Monk, where did you get this Zen stick?"
Ruhua said: "The family teacher's relic, it was given to the Sa family before he died..." It's rare that Ruhua stopped stuttering at this time.
At this time, Ye Qingxuan discovered the opportunity for Ruhua to speak without stuttering. One is when she is thinking deeply and her attention is super concentrated, and the other is when she is talking about the Dharma she is familiar with...
The great monk spoke at this time, speaking very slowly, as if every word had been thought over and over again in the brain, extremely cautious.
"Is there a small cross scar on Master's forehead?"
Monk Ruhua immediately nodded: "That's right, that's right... how did you know?" Then Ruhua's expression darkened suddenly, and her thoughts obviously returned to her memories, and she murmured: "That scar is really annoying, every dark day When it rains, the master will be in terrible pain. The master often says: If it is not for a kind of big wave Xun produced in the mountains that can reduce the pain, he will not be able to endure it long ago... "
Seeing that the monk looked bitter, God nodded, sighed, and said regretfully: "Amitabha, senior brother slayed demons and demons, and did many righteous deeds. I didn't expect to suffer such pain in his later years. It really makes people sigh. But it should be done." In this way, it is a miracle that the brother's injury can enjoy such a long life. After two hundred years, I heard again that the two worlds are separated. The brother died in bliss. Although he enjoyed peace, it was too early A few years ago, demons danced wildly, if the senior brother was there, he would definitely be able to frighten Xiaoxiao and add strength to my righteous path."
Then the god saw a flash of light in the monk's eyes, looked at Ruhua and asked in a deep voice: "Since the mage is the disciple of my old friend, I should call the poor monk my uncle. Back then, I had a close relationship with Lingshi, and we killed demons together Demon, it is really happy."
"Are you old friends with my master? Have you ever fought together?" Ruhua asked anxiously.
"Monks don't tell lies."
"Then you must know the title of the master?"
"He didn't tell you his name?" The monk was taken aback by God, and then slowly relieved, he said: "It seems that when the senior brother accepted you as an apprentice, he really had a complete understanding of the things around him. He didn’t even leave his name behind. That’s all, the poor monk is deeply impressed by Master’s fiery temper back then.”
Ruhua asked in a rare and respectful manner: "I would also like to ask the great monk to enlighten me..."
Monk Shenjian took a deep breath and said slowly: "Master Ningdu was the first Chan Master Ningdu in the 'Xiaoyuanjue Temple' back then. Two hundred years ago, he was the famous 'Golden Body Arhat' who killed demons and demons..." After finishing speaking Afterwards, the god saw the monk bowed his head and looked down, and sighed endlessly.
It really was him... Ye Qingxuan thought to himself.
"Ning Du, Ning Du... My master's Dharma name is Ning Du." Monk Ruhua breathed out a turbid breath as if relieved, and at the same time blinked at Ye Qingxuan, which meant that everyone had guessed it right.
For Ruhua, Zen Master Ningdu is like her parents. They have lived together for nearly twenty years and are quite dependent on her. Once she is lost, although Ruhua seems to be indifferent, her heart is very sad. After stepping into the rivers and lakes, learning about Master's life story and any information about him is like receiving an unexpected and beloved gift, full of surprises. This is like a naive child who always hopes that his father will be a hero of the world. When this wish and dream become a reality one day, the child will happily and proudly pester everyone to find out who his father is. What kind of hero, and what kind of heroic deeds he has done...
Every time I get a sliver of fresh news, it is tantamount to helping Ruhua pay homage to her most beloved master in her heart. The old monk whose feet are also Zen" turned out to be so remarkable.
When a person who is so familiar to him that he can no longer be familiar with suddenly reappears with a brand new identity, it is difficult for anyone to calm down, and the impact on the soul is absolutely the most shocking level.
Ruhua looked agitated, but suppressed her emotions, stepped forward again to salute the monk Shenjian, and said, "Uncle Shenjian, before the master passed away, he ordered the Sajia to hand over his ashes and [Arhat Golden Body] magic manual to the Dachan Temple. The two items are beside the master, and I ask my uncle to accept it for me and make proper arrangements..."
"Amitabha—" Master Shenjian was extremely calm after hearing this, and said, "As soon as I saw my nephew, I knew that Brother Ningdu would definitely send these two things to the Great Chan Temple. Xiaoyuanjue Temple came out to quell the demons. Brother Ningdu once swore that after his death, [Arhat's golden body and body protection magic power] will be included in the Great Chan Temple. Back then, I, the abbot of the Great Chan Temple, also said , the pagoda forest of Xiaoyuanjue Temple was destroyed. If senior brother Ningdu is willing, it can be included in the holy land of the pagoda forest of Dachan Temple. From today's perspective, senior brother Ningdu has made a final decision... "
Seeing that the monk was rubbing the water grinding Zen stick in his hand, there was a sudden shock, then he looked up at Ruhua, his expression became extremely serious, and asked solemnly: "Nephew Ruhua, now I have something to ask solemnly on behalf of your master. Answer, no joke."
Seeing that the monk's sudden change surprised everyone, Ruhua Surong replied: "Disciple Ruhua, listen to the decree—"
This guy is actually polite, right