At night, there was heavy snowfall. This is how it is in winter in the North, and the weather is unpredictable.
The world is also impermanent.
Xia Ji lit the candle. The light was faint, but it soared into the sky, illuminating the surrounding bookshelves. The bookshelves were surrounded by arches. Like a man falling into a deep well, he opened the "Now Tathagata Sutra" at the bottom of the well.
Turned through the pages.
Read it word for word.
His voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was still drowned out by the sound of wind and snow.
Seeing that it was midnight, the candle was half-burned.
Xia Ji closed the book.
A lonely shadow fell on the bookshelf.
He murmured in his mouth: "Cut meat to feed eagles, sacrifice your body to feed tigers, all living beings are equal. If all living beings are equal, why do you need to sacrifice your body, and why do you need to divide it into Bodhisattvas, monks, and Dharma protectors?"
The pages close.
A great mystery suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart, and the soul between the eyebrows slowly produced a golden skill bead - "Now Tathagata Zen".
Seeing the color of the skill bead, Xia Ji knew that his sister's escape was not in vain this time. This was his fourth golden skill bead.
Since it was gold, he used it directly.
The skill bead burst and turned into a golden stream, flowing from the center of the brow to the blood, bones, internal organs, skin, and flesh all over the body, covering it.
In just half an hour, Xia Ji had completely mastered the ninth-level "Now Tathagata Zen". This Zen method just made up for his shortcomings.
Fudo Myoyo focuses on defense,
The Nine Yang Heart Sutra focuses on internal strength;
Eighteen prison-suppressing powers are strength.
But this Tathagata Zen is a powerful spiritual force and an unshakable intention.
What do you mean
If there are two people in this world, holding the same weapon, having the same strength, and practicing the same skills, and only one of the two can survive and the other must die, then the winner will be who has the stronger intention. , whoever can defeat the other party at the spiritual level will be the one alive.
Therefore, three thousand elites can defeat a hundred thousand mobs, and Master Podan is worse than a dog-slaughterer.
In short, it is your spirit, your Zen mind, your spirit, and the spirit of a warrior.
In the silent night, Xia Ji stood up and pushed out the door. There was a small courtyard outside the Sutra Pavilion. This could be regarded as a place for the imprisoned prince to take a walk and breathe. Eunuch Mei, who was watching from the pavilion 300 meters away, was naturally not there at this time. It was late at night, it was snowing heavily in the entire palace, the lights in every palace had been turned off, and there was still some laughter coming from the Emperor's Palace.
Xia Ji walked along the stone steps to the center of the courtyard step by step. When he reached the place where the wind and snow were thick, he did not clasp his hands together, but just looked up at the sky, and a mysterious feeling suddenly spread out.
The wind and snow around him suddenly stopped, floating half a foot in the air around him.
But the snow in front stopped, but the snow in the back was still falling.
Soon, the heavy snow turned into a big white bell.
Not only that, even the air in this big clock seemed to be still, and everything was motionless.
Xue Piao was in high spirits, but Xia Ji seemed to have been separated from this world.
When the wind and snow reached around him, he fell into absolute stillness.
"I pick up flowers and smile, because when I see them blooming, heaven and earth interact with each other in my heart, and my heart also communicates with heaven and earth. If I don't smile, the flowers won't bloom. If my heart doesn't move, then the wind won't move, the snow won't move, and the grass won't move. , the flowers don’t move...
Is this the ninth level of Tathagata Zen now? "
Xia Ji muttered to himself and took another step forward. With a snap of his fingers, the snow cover shattered. The accumulated snow caused the ground to sink, and the young prince had already circled back to the attic.
Two days later in the evening, the attic door was pushed open, and Xia Xiaosu poked out his cute head. Xia Ji had just finished chanting, and the brother and sister looked at each other, and a warm and relaxing atmosphere suddenly appeared.
The Ninth Princess walked in with a lunch box, and then just put the dishes on the table. The dishes were still steaming hot. Finally, she brought out two jade-white porcelain bottles, which were the immortal wine presented as tribute by the foreign government.
Xia Ji sat opposite her and handed over the wrapped cloth bag, "I have read the "Now Tathagata Sutra". You will send it back to Leiyin Temple tomorrow, so that you will not delay the three-day book borrowing agreement."
He turned his eyes and saw two bottles of wine, and said with a smile: "You know how to add more wine for me today?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the Ninth Emperor's daughter burst into tears. Then she sobbed and held a bottle of wine, "I will drink with my brother today."
Xia Ji took another bottle of wine.
Xia Xiaosu directly opened the cork of the wine without touching the glass, and just raised his head and drank a few big gulps.
This wine was too strong. She, a girl who usually doesn't drink much, suddenly drank so much that she choked and tears flowed out even more. But when she put down the bottle, there were several slices of secret beef in front of her. , it was her brother who brought the dish to her mouth.
The gentle voice as always came: "Drinking alcohol without eating vegetables will harm your body."
Xia Xiaosu swallowed all the beef in one bite, crying and chewing the beef.
Xia Ji let out a soft breath, pulled off the bottle cap, and lifted the bottle.
Xia Xiaosu:? ?
She quickly understood and raised the bottle.
The two touched each other.
Xia Xiaosu cried and said boldly: "Do it."
Xia Ji said: "If you don't want to do it, just take a small sip."
"Oh..." The Ninth Emperor took a sip obediently, then put down the bottle, crying and saying: "Why don't you comfort me? Although we can't do anything and can't change anything, as the imperial brother, you, Don’t you want to comfort me?”
Xia Ji's expression is very calm, just like a Buddha sitting in a shrine, without sadness or joy, but he is not a Buddha. There is chaos and mania in his heart that is close to the beginning of heaven and earth. However, he is used to using the gentlest posture. He came to face his only relative, so he asked: "What's wrong?"
Xia Xiaosu cried and said: "They forced me to marry to the Turks, saying that the soil and water there are good, and if I marry there, they can make an alliance between the Turks and the Great Shang, outflank the Guifang, Quanrong, and fight against the Rakshasa Kingdom. It is said that this can benefit the entire business and contribute to the country and the country.
But... But, I don't want to go, I don't want to, I heard that the Turks are all savages, and once I go, I will never see my brother again, 嘤嘤嘤... "
Xia Ji's voice was still calm: "When do they want you to set off?"
Xia Xiaosu: "In three months, when the snow stops and spring begins, the Turks will send an envoy to pick me up."
"Three months..."
Xia Ji thought for a while and suddenly said, "I heard that Leiyin Temple also has a copy of the Lantern Sutra of the Past. When you go to return the book tomorrow, you can borrow it for me. I will only read it for a day and return it."
Xia Xiaosu:? ?
She let out a long sigh. Is her brother really obsessed with Buddhist scriptures, so obsessed that he doesn't even care about his sister
She cried for most of the day, and Xia Ji stayed with her for most of the day. It wasn't until she left that Xia Ji held her in his arms, patted her back, and said in the gentlest voice: "It'll be fine."