"Are you Ning Chuan?" He didn't look back, and continued to lead us on the edge.
Not far away is a cliff, and the river flows from afar, like a dark red snake, its body is tightly wrapped around this head standing underground.
He seemed to be looking for something, keeping his head down, rummaging for it among the knots of hair under his feet.
Ning Hanqing's image in my heart has always been a serious, rigid, expressionless image, but at this moment, the person in front of me is very easy-going, "I chose your name."
I didn't speak, I glanced at the original body, and he didn't know what to say. This situation is too weird. People who have been present in the old past that have been passed down by the people suddenly appear before us with a young face. There are too many words that I want to ask, but I don’t know where to start.
About Chongyang, about Zhang Tongmeng, about the longevity plan, about myself.
What can be confirmed is that Ning's longevity plan has succeeded at least to some extent. He did not lose his memory like Double Ninth Festival, but had a young body.
"Aren't you going to call me grandpa?"
My heart said that I am not a gourd baby.
No one responded to him, and the three of them were silent, falling into a strange silence.
"Visualization." Ning Hanqing said suddenly, "Do you know visualization?"
"what do you want to say?"
He stared at us, "Visualization, a Zen term, focuses on visualizing a certain object, one of the four Buddhist meditations from Zongmi's Samantabhadra."
He lowered his voice and recited, "Those who practice the bodhisattva path, if they have more desires among the three poisons, first observe the body, bones, flesh, skin, skin, tendons, pulses, bleeding, blood, liver, lungs, and intestines. , Stomach, feces, urine, tears, saliva, thirty-six things, nine thoughts are not clean, concentrate on introspection, do not let external thoughts, external thoughts of all conditions, take the order to return."
"This is called cultivating the'Nine Thinking View',"
"As a Buddhist terminology, visualization has never gone out of the scope of religion in practice, and even within Zen Buddhism, it is difficult to agree with everyone. But in my early years, I met a Tantric disciple in Nanyang. I and this People have practiced for a period of time and have a certain understanding of visualization. This is a practice technique for inner self-inspection, but most people find it difficult to abandon external thoughts when inwardly insight."
The topic unfolded in this direction, “The Tantric disciple is a heretic, and his different understanding of the doctrine caused him to be expelled from the same family, and he went away from home. He proposed a set of theories about Vipassana: pure innerism. Vipassana is difficult to exist, and the body does not have an internal and external meaning. Inner is the outer, and the outer is the inner. Instead of pursuing inward insight, it abandons the true intention of visualization. Such inward insight cannot be effective.
At the same time, he also believes that pure vipassana exists, but it needs to come from a special environment in which one can visualize without distinction between inside and outside, see the world from the inside, and pierce the wasteland from the outside, and finally achieve "creativity". World’s effect. To create the world is to create the world by one person, visualizing the creation. Whether in the East or the West, regardless of religion, such a statement should be labeled as pagan. But he always believes that there is a visual field to prove that what he said is correct and that the teaching is wrong. "
"Then did he find the so-called visualization place?"
Ning Hanqing shook his head, "No, he used to be very close to the place of visualization, but in the end he fell short and died in Nanyang. It was not until many years later that I encountered such a place and suddenly realized that this was the death of the guest many years ago. The place of visualization in the mouths of pagans in other hometowns, the things he has been striving for, turned out to be real."
"Is it just the head of the peeping?" I asked.
"Yes, there is a certain lag in the time and space here, and to a certain extent the "truth" of the world is presented. Chao Mong does not know the truth, Hui Gu does not know the spring and autumn, but I am here briefly chasing the reflections projected by the real world."
"I created myself."
He created himself. In other words, the twenty-odd corpses belonged to the same person.
"The visualized me is very different from the mirror-projected me. The visualized body traces back a certain distance in time. Every time I visualize, I become younger, and then I kill the old body and proceed. Visualize once. Until now." (End of this chapter)