Spiritual imprinting is not an evil method, nor is it a method to control others and make them devoted to you. It is just a "contagious" method.
First, you have to accept the spirit in this spiritual imprint.
Secondly, you will be infected by it and receive blessings, and then you will get twice the result with half the effort when practicing a certain type of conforming exercises, and even make rapid progress like an epiphany.
Therefore, rather than saying that Xia Ji controls monks such as Jian Kong, it is better to say that he reveals their true hearts to these monks and becomes the anchor of their true hearts. In the future, when they encounter inner demons and everything, they only need to Thinking of him and praying to him can suppress the waves and stabilize your mind.
Correspondingly, he will also gain faith and loyalty.
This is a two-way choice.
that is it.
If the body is compared to a lonely boat, the spirit is compared to the waves and wind, and the practice is likened to a sail.
Well, the spirit of most people is gentle, so no matter how big or good the sail is, it will not be able to go very far because the water waves are not urgent and the wind speed is not strong.
Only those with a strong spiritual world can truly set sail and sail in the raging wind to a deeper, more beautiful place, but full of more risks and crises.
When heaven is about to entrust a person with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin... This is the truth.
Spiritual imprints are a kind of revelation given to ordinary people by some powerful gods in the spiritual world.
However, in order to leave such a mark, you need to be strong to a certain extent.
For example, Xia Ji, who obtained the third-generation Buddhist Zen with nine levels of skill beads, could only [fuse] low-level skill beads.
In the process of visiting Leiyin Temple, these three generations of Buddhist Zen received another strengthening and a spiritual gift, and then they became qualified to leave a [spiritual imprint].
Then there is the objective condition that "the original spiritual imprint in the Buddha statue has disappeared".
Only then can he leave his own mark.
If you don’t establish writing, you can teach other people...
Bow down to the totem to receive blessings from your ancestors...
In short, it is to truly create a religion with spirit, and this is far better than creating a religion with martial arts.
Martial arts opens up a sect;
What the spirit opens up is the sect.
However, Xia Ji was not prepared to bring this sect to the forefront, nor did he think about what the sect should be called.
Leiyin Temple is just the tip of the iceberg of this sect, or a tentative beginning.
However, not just one Buddha statue is enough.
Therefore, after waking up at dusk, he asked for pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote furiously in the Zen room inside the first layer of the door.
The scriptures left behind are still those scriptures, and the martial arts are still those martial arts, but written with his brushstrokes, his vast spirit is integrated into this brushwork. Anyone who reads this scripture in the future will be infected by him, and everyone who practices martial arts will be infected by him. Learn from it, or be infected by it, and become different.
These scriptures and martial arts will become the Dinghai Shenzhen of the new Leiyin Temple together with the "Xiexin Tathagata Buddha statue that has received his spiritual imprint".
The snow is falling and the sunset is red.
There are more than 500 remaining monks, and these 500 people are clearing away the ruins, digging graves, burying corpses, and then chanting sutras in unison to save themselves from death.
When the sound of wooden fish chanting subsided, the sound of wind passed through the strange rocks and pine trees in the mountains, and Mount Sumeru for hundreds of miles roared and sobbed. The low chirping sound did not stop, as if they were returning together with the thousands of dead souls who once lived on this land. .
The night has risen, the wind is high and the moon is white.
The monks entered the monastery's dormitory inside the first layer of the gate and began to rest. However, their Buddha was still writing scriptures in the moonlight, which made the monks feel ashamed.
Jian Kong stood outside the door for a long time. When Xia Ji stopped for a while, he respectfully asked: "Respect my Buddha, please tell me what the name of the new temple should be."
Xia Ji knew that after he left, Jian Kong would be the abbot of the new temple, so he asked, "Have you ever been obsessed with writing?"
After all, Jian Kong had been practicing Zen for nearly thirty years. He soon learned that this new Buddha was taking the exam and asked him to give him advice, so he hurriedly said: "I have never been obsessed with words."
Xia Jidao: "Are you insisting on it so you don't do it, or are you not insisting on it so you don't do it?"
See empty:…
Xia Ji said again: "Tell me when you figure it out."
"yes."
So he didn't leave even when he saw the sky, and knelt in the moonlight.
He has an upright face and a very thin figure. His gray monk's robe is moving in the long wind, clinging to his withered figure like an old bamboo. He has his hands clasped together, his eyes closed and his head lowered as if listening to teachings, but because he is distracted. The long-term accumulation finally reopened the blockage and began to break through explosively. This made his Qi and blood calmer and more majestic, just like the waves of the river beating against the cliff, which can be faintly felt even through the skin. That kind of majestic power.
Xia Ji continued to write scriptures.
It takes one night to write.
When you feel tired, hold your chin up, adjust your breath, and take a short rest.
Wait until another morning, the road is covered with green frost, the cold wind is blowing, and the sun rises from the east, piercing the darkness of heaven and earth.
Fortunately, Leiyin Temple is closed. Otherwise, if any pilgrims came here, they would be panicked and spread the word about the destruction of Leiyin Temple outside the mountain, exposing another atrocities committed by the seventh prince of the Shang Dynasty to the world.
The monks got up early and divided into three groups. While taking care of their daily fasts, they also went to clean up the ruins inside the second door and sort out the remaining scriptures. Most of them went to the storage warehouse on the sixth peak. , they needed to rebuild the temple.
But they still don’t know what the temple is called.
Therefore, Jian Kong was still kneeling.
Xia Ji had almost copied it, but seeing that he still hadn't realized it yet, he asked again: "How many of the sutras you have recited in the past were said by Buddha, and how many were said by demons?"
Without waiting for his answer, Xia Ji asked a second question: "How many Buddhas and how many demons are there in the sutras I preach?"
Jian Kong wanted to say something, but he just opened his mouth like a mute and couldn't speak. He couldn't understand the meaning of Zen.
Xia Ji sighed softly. After all, this monk was a little less talented, so he didn't reveal it and just said: "It's still called Leiyin Temple."
Jian Kong said: "My disciple is stupid and must follow the Buddha's words carefully."
"You should also change your name. What do you want to be called?"
"I entered the temple at the age of eighteen and am now sixty-four. I have been imprisoned by demonic thoughts for twenty-eight years. It was only yesterday that I realized that it was not the demons who imprisoned me, but the Buddha. I don't want to be imprisoned anymore for the rest of my life. I want to take the name of Dharma - comfortable."
"Can."
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The monks gilded the Tathagata Buddha statue with gold, re-established a sutra pavilion, and sorted out books, many of which Xia Ji named and needed to be sent to the palace.
Xia Ji stood on the top of the mountain.
The fifth peak of Xumi is the main hall of the Zen Yuan.
The sixth peak is the treasure house.
It is said that the Seventh Peak was originally the place where alchemy was made in the spiritual garden. Unfortunately, it has now become a wasteland, and the former furnace cauldron is also tattered and rusty.
The eighth peak is a mystery. Even Zi Zi does not know what the peak is for. He only thinks it is an ordinary barren mountain.
The ninth peak is a mountain of legends. The latest legend is that there was an immortal who stopped to talk about playing chess. If a bad game of chess is played, and one becomes obsessed with it, he will grow old and gray-haired in the time of falling a piece, and finish his life.
The prince of Dashang stopped copying scriptures and came to the sixth peak first.
There are no precious items left in the large collection of treasures here.
Regardless of materials and ordinary magic tools, the rest are only two strings of dim Tathagata rosary beads and a broken lamp covered with dust. It is said that this lamp was once a magic weapon of the ancient Lantern Faction. After being lit, it can bloom the light of heaven and earth and can be swallowed. All darkness can break all obstacles and calm all souls.
But when Xia Ji tried the lamp, he found that the power in the lamp had long ago completely dissipated. When he put it down again, the dilapidated lamp finally reached the end of its lifespan and disintegrated with a "clang" as soon as it hit the ground.