Spiritualist

Chapter 1330: Dark Evil Dawn

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I looked at the words before me inexplicably shocked, and there was a storm in my heart.

The eight-style large mudra of the ancient Zen Buddhism, these golden Sanskrit scripts, slowly disappeared after being displayed in front of the eyes for a few seconds, and then the new Sanskrit scripts were displayed, one size smaller than the former.

"Note, those who have learned this seal should be compassionate to the world and save others, and do not do evil, otherwise the Buddha of the West Heaven will be angry, and the eight-style mudra will be swept back;

Furthermore, after all the eight-style Mahamudra has been controlled to the realm of Dacheng, the next stage will automatically start, which is the'Ancient Zen Buddhism Sect'!

Those who are destined to obtain mudra should practice hard and unlock the ancient Zen Buddhism physiognomy as soon as possible, and use it to benefit the common people.

Amitabha, good, good. "

I have a continuous earthquake in my heart.

"Ancient Zen Buddhism eight-style big mudra, what else can be unlocked by Raoshizi's physiognomy? God, the big opportunity is here!"

Suddenly realized, couldn't help being extremely excited.

At this critical juncture that may be attacked by evil spirits and ghosts at any time, suddenly there is such a unique Buddhism that is brought to your eyes. This is the legend that someone who wants to sleep will give a pillow.

Although I always think that words like'destined' are too bloody, but at this moment I just want to shout: "Let the blood get more and more fierce!"

"Could it be that I have a protagonist halo?"

Reading a lot of novels, I couldn't help but think of this.

"Come on, whose protagonist is as sad as me? This curses the third night, and is about to be tortured to death. The protagonist's halo or something, it is all clouds!"

After calming down, I realized that Qiu Tongchui looked strangely in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" I touched my face.

"Brother Du, I found that your number is so good. I have been stunned for five minutes. I have called you several times without responding. What are you doing

His eyes are full of inquiry.

"Five minutes... eh, five minutes?"

I looked at him in surprise.

"That's right, you stared at the front for five minutes without saying a word. Did you peek at the other girl and get fascinated? You really can pretend, didn't you refuse people thousands of miles away before? ?"

Qiu Tongchui winked.

"Bah, don't talk nonsense."

I was ridiculed by the old face blushing, and this guy opened his mouth and talked nonsense. What if Jin Yuan heard it

"Then why did you post

stay? "

Qiu Tonghammer broke the casserole and asked to the end.

I saw him squinting his slender eyes, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Hey, grandson, it's bad."

"Just think of something, don't disturb me, I have to keep thinking about things."

Casually, he turned his head and ignored him.

Qiu Tongchui helplessly spread his hands, no longer questioning.

I was actually so shocked that I passed out.

It feels like at least several hours of studying the Mahamudra in front of that big day Tathagata, so how come only five minutes have passed since I woke up

It's incredible!

These things can only be held in the bottom of my heart, and no one believes them when they say it to others. No matter what, this is a secret, and no one can say it.

What is the ancient Zen Buddhism? Never heard of it.

As the name suggests, it is many times more powerful than the Buddhism that many people often mention. The eight-style big mudra of the ancient Zen Buddhism sounds inconspicuous, but there is a kind of intuition. If the masters of the Buddhist school know that I have learned this technique, it will be coveted. Zhixin, that would be a bad dish.

Therefore, for the sake of life, unless you can really rampage, you must pay attention to confidentiality.

Turning many thoughts in my heart, I slowly calmed down, and I began to recall the motivating method of the Eight-Shaped Mahamudra.

The eight-style big mudra are arranged in order from easy to difficult. They are the Zhiquan seal, the treasure bottle seal, the Fudo Mingwang seal, the demon seal, the meditation seal, the fearless seal, the wish seal and the great freedom seal.

The name is not surprising, because there are hundreds of handprints in Buddhism, and these are also listed. The difference is that the way of printing is completely different from the handprints made by ordinary monks.

Take the simplest Zhiquan seal as an example.

The Buddha's wisdom fist mark is to form a diamond fist with both hands, with the left fist on the chest, and the index finger held by the right fist, while chanting the corresponding Buddhist scriptures.

But the wisdom fist seal of ancient Zen Buddhism is completely different.

It looks the same on the surface, but only people like me who have been taught by words and deeds can learn that the muscles of the arms and fingers move in accordance with a certain pattern in the process of forming the wisdom fist mark.

The way of bulging and contraction of the inner meridian is also self-contained, and it must be coordinated with the movement of the power of thought, and at the same time, the supporting mantras are recited silently.

The above are the key points. Only by printing in this way can there be a magical effect.

Knot

The handprints of success will be released according to your mind, becoming bigger and smaller, as you please, with endless magical effects!

The doorway here is too deep and too complicated. From the outside, it does not seem to be any different from the Zhiquan seal formed by the Buddhist monks, but the inner core has been completely changed.

In fact, I don’t understand it. I obviously learned from watching the Buddha’s seals. Why did I even learn the inner working method

Until now, I still feel dizzy. I don’t know why. I can only say that the inheritance of the ancient Zen Buddhism is too mysterious. Although I have obtained this precious inheritance, I don’t understand how it was obtained. The principle is What is more puzzled.

The eight mudras are gradual. Only when the former is mastered to the point where they are small, can one practice the latter, and one cannot jump into practice.

At present, I can only think of a way to control the simplest ancient Zen Buddhism wisdom fist seal.

Understanding and proficient use are basically two different things.

I understand how it works, but it doesn't mean it can be displayed, let alone other things, just control the arm and finger muscles to move according to a special rhythm, that is inhuman torture.

I tried several times in secret, but I couldn't control it at all. The knot printing was okay, and the spells were okay, but the muscles didn't follow the command. Well, this thing is just like playing a game. It can't be practiced without consuming time.

For the next few tens of minutes, I secretly learned to control my muscles, but the progress was slow.

The rotation time is up.

Jin Yuan and Liu Ma opened their eyes almost at the same time, both in good spirits. They smiled at me and Qiu Tongchui from a few meters away, thanking us for protecting the law.

We exchanged positions, Qiu Tongchui and I sat down at the Bodhi Stand, and Liu Ma and the others turned to the Bodhi tree and guarded them quietly.

I sat cross-legged and closed my eyes and meditated, immersed in the practice of the ancient Zen Buddha's wisdom fist imprint.

An hour passed by in a hurry, and when I opened my eyes, it was already before dawn.

Wait another ten minutes or so, the dawn will penetrate the darkness, and the light will return to the earth, and then tonight will be over.

Before I could talk to Jin Yuan and the others, my heart moved, turning my head to look at the deep fog on the right.

My abnormal performance made my partners nervous.

"They are coming!"

I took a deep breath, said these four words solemnly, got up, and showed the mahogany sword on my backhand.

(End of this chapter)