Chapter 134 Concentrate on worshiping and simulate scripture debate (Part 2) (Thanks to TongZi_M book friend)
The host put the book down and made a "bang" sound. The host held it with one hand On top of the books, he stood up.
Following the words of the presiding venerable, a hoarse and unpleasant "hoarse" sound came from the white towers condensed with strange rhymes, as if the white tower could be opened with a little force. No one wants to know what will be revealed when it is opened, but everyone knows that under such a mysterious cover, no matter what appears, unimaginable things will happen.
What’s more important is that these rhymes are so thick that they seem to be condensed into real stone buildings, pressing on everyone’s hearts. They know that the elder is the first person to withdraw the secret spell. , he immediately withdrew the secret mantra, clasped his hands and said: "Honorable Presiding Officer."
As soon as he stepped back, the elder Mingchu also immediately stopped his hand. It was only at this moment that he remembered that once upon a time, Venerable Presiding Officer. The person looked like he had just returned to the Dharma Temple.
The fear that had penetrated deep into the bone marrow suddenly burst out!
It turned out that he had no feelings or feelings. He originally felt that the presiding venerable was old because of his concession. In the Endless White Pagoda Temple, all the sect nobles and chieftains understood , no matter how strong the presiding venerable is, it is impossible for him to be in charge of the Endless White Pagoda Temple for a long time.
No matter how accomplished the presiding venerables of the Endless White Pagoda Temple are, they cannot live longer than some of the nobles of the sect.
Therefore, the nobles of the sect and the chieftain nobles considered the concession of the presiding venerable as "the presiding venerable is no longer able to do it."
He is about to pass away, so it is understandable that he shows his weakness at this moment, but now it seems that this is not the case. The presiding venerable has not yet reached all the endless All the abbots of the White Pagoda Temple were in a period of "weakness", but he was like a lone wild yak, getting stronger!
The elders at the beginning of Ming Dynasty could not understand this situation. It was like a big yak king who walked out of the group alone and walked into no man's land, waiting for death.
But after a while, when they came out again, they found that this big yak king had become taller, bigger, and heavier!
In the esoteric realm, everything that is unusual means danger!
The elder Mingchu felt that the hairs on his back stood up. He immediately maintained his Buddhist heart, closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, blocked all his perceptions, and began to chant the Buddha's name. But he stopped his hand quickly, but some people didn't stop their hand as smartly as he did.
Someone is not smart.
So, everyone in the room where the host was in charge heard a "squeaking" sound, like an old door being opened. The door shaft made a sound left behind by time due to lack of oil over the years. . The ancient wind came out from the open door. Along with this wind, there was also a smell of dust that belonged to history.
This smell fell into the noses of everyone present, and it was a different smell.
For a moment, even though he knew that the elder knew that something was wrong, he still indulged in it.
He felt a psychedelic feeling, like a wizard who had been hit by the psychedelic smoke. He felt that the shadows around him were withdrawing, and time seemed to start to go back, back, and back to That day, when he was still a monk, Elder Mingzhi lowered his head and glanced at his robes.
Nothing is the current robe, and the memories of the past surged like a tide, drowning him in an instant. He even forgot who he was, and his entire time went back to the past.
At that time, he was just a red-robed monk who had just passed the sixth-level monk degree. He knew that the elder came from a small temple in Abu Qu Prefecture, and the temple had collected the funds for his generous donation, which was called He became the sixth-level red monk. After that, he had to go back and become the iron rod master of the small temple.
But that day, he still remembers clearly that a monk in yellow took him and said, "The presiding master wants to see you."
At this time, he still remembers that this was " But on that day", but soon, he was completely integrated into the memory and became one with himself at that time.
Mingzhi opened his eyes wide and asked, "What did you say? The host wants to see me?"
The monk in yellow didn't answer Mingzhi anymore, he just turned around and left. , the meaning is obvious, asking Mingzhi to follow. If it were in the past, Mingzhi, the sixth-level monk, could punish the monk in yellow, but now, he dare not do so, because he knows that this person is the person who presides over the venerable , even if the host has not completely mastered this place yet.
So he hurriedly stepped forward and went up the mountain road. He didn't know why, even if he thought about it now (Elder Mingzhi woke up in an instant, but fell into despair again), Elder Mingzhi still felt that the sun was really hot that afternoon, It was like a whip dipped in salt water, whipping his back hard, causing burning pain.
He lowered his head and walked up the stairs. It was so hot that his nostrils and eyes were extremely dry, and the wind and sand made it feel a little itchy, but he didn't dare to wipe it with his hands, so he just followed it. Following this path, we soon stopped at the entrance of a watchtower. The monk in yellow clothes stepped forward and asked him to go up.
The monk Mingzhi, who was still extremely young at that time, stepped forward, opened the door, and saw the dust rising in the air, forming pillars of light one after another.
Behind such a pillar of light, in the darkness, sat a young monk of the same age as him.
The young monk raised his head, saw the monk Mingzhi, and said slowly: "Mingzhi? Come on, please sit down. I am the presiding venerable here now, and I owe you your loyalty. , but you can kneel in front of me now. I know that you have not chosen your true guru. Kneel down and I can be your true guru.
I can also find a monk for you to help you cover.
Knowing that this is your only chance, are you willing to be my apprentice? "
There is no need to think about what the big man thinks, and there is no need to know why he thinks so. The monk Mingzhi knelt down and said to the presiding venerable who was about the same age as himself: "I am the master, Mingzhi Pay homage to my master. "
At this moment, Elder Mingzhi suddenly trembled. After he woke up, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He never thought that after so many years, the gap between him and his true master had actually grown. So big.
'The great monk of the third level'
‘Venerable White Elephant who is in charge of the Endless White Pagoda Temple. ’
Knowing that the elder was kneeling on the ground, the presiding venerable still sat there, with the red cloth falling from the statue behind him.
But I knew the elder couldn’t see what was inside at all.
The host did not allow him to see it, so he could not see what the statue was.
He Zhi Neng lowered his head and said to the presiding venerable: "Get up, you are already a great monk, what's the point of kneeling like this?"
Elder Mingzhi stood up and glanced at the others.
I found that the rest of the people were gone.
He is the only one left here. "The karma has all gone, leaving nothing behind. Even if you know it, you have gone too.
Don't let those people go.
I have to get an offering, I know it, I have to get an offering, so I will imprison them all, and those who punish the animals, 19 and 29, will use them as offerings.
Must be transformed.
As for what transformation is, some monks will tell you. "
The host said, knowing that the elder put his hands together and walked out from here. After walking out, after walking out of the watchtower, knowing that the elder just felt that he could still breathe, he took a deep breath. The coldness from his nose fell into his body, but it made Elder Mingzhi very relieved.
"Big Iron Rod" Zhiming Monk came over, and Elder Mingzhi's deputy, the new elder, was the chieftain. A noble person, but he did not dare to make a decision privately. He came to ask the elder Mingzhi how to deal with these people - these people were captured by the presiding venerable
Elder Mingzhi glanced at his deputy and said, "Throw them all into the hole."
Even Monk Zhiming trembled subconsciously. It was obvious that they all knew where the hole in the hole was. , what exactly it means, they, the disciplinary monks, all know in their hearts, but they have nothing to say.
They were aware of the situation inside the temple, but they had never imagined that things would be like this.
They never thought that the presiding venerable would suddenly do this. It involved the presiding venerable position. Many people had thought about what the presiding venerable would do, but no one thought that the presiding venerable would do it. He made his own counterattack so directly.
Even knowing that the elder felt that it might not be a counterattack, it might just be a small thing that the presiding venerable did at will. The esoteric Dharma realm that the presiding venerable saw, and the esoteric Dharma realm they saw, It is not a tantric realm at all.
"Those monks who have violated the precepts should be dealt with according to my words. If you don't want to be stripped of the monk's clothes and thrown into the cave - if anything happens, ask them to find the presiding venerable. "
Elder Mingzhi said that he knew the secret law domain and the solutions to some things were very simple. If the presiding venerable could not defeat those people, he would pass away soon, but if he won those people, then the presiding lord would The Venerable will grow up again, but...
Elder Mingzhi knows that the biggest problem with the Venerable is not here, but the time of his death. No matter how powerful he is, he will still pass away in the next few years. , then all this is meaningless.
Knowing that the elder was walking down, he felt something was wrong around him while walking, but he was unable to tell what was wrong. He glanced at the watchtower behind him. Under the night, the presiding venerable The watchtower where it was located was exceptionally quiet.
The moonlight shone on it, and there was a different kind of breathtaking quiet beauty. Therefore, he did not see the dense rhyme mixed with the Buddha's breath, which would preside over the venerable's own watchtower. Textile became another world.
That is the great magic power that belongs to the presiding venerable person.
......
At night, the moon was also setting, and among the blazing bonfires, someone was persuading Master Yongzhen.
"Master, master, please rest!"
Zahu Langnuo Mountain, Lu Feng still doesn't know what happened in the temple - these things are very important to him None of it was a good thing. Lu Feng was just doing his work. He seemed like an ignorant and tired person. He divided the people into three shifts and worked in turn. Old Tashi and little Tashi took turns to rest. Lu Feng was always doing nothing. rest.
He would also get tired, but compared to the rest of the people, the guru was a yak king who never tired. He mixed the clay just right, and then piled the stones into a wall.
Yaks, pack horses, and tents were scattered around, and everyone was arranged in an orderly manner. Seeing the master taking action himself, the others wanted to do it, but were stopped by Lu Feng. He said: " You have no intention of hindering my merits.”
Once these words are spoken, how can others dare to hinder the master?
Lu Feng holds a hammer in his hand and knocks the wall firmly. The key point in building this stone wall is to be confident, so Lu Feng still has to be guided by Lao Zhaxi before he can move. , his eyes were fixed on the "work". The wall that usually took several days to finish was almost ready in just one afternoon.
These things are easy to make, but the wood is not. Looking for some wood, it is necessary to dry it in the shade, but if you want to build the pillars outside, you don’t need such things. When Lao Zhaxi told Lu Feng about this, Lu Feng just said, "I know, everyone knows, in my heart Countless.”
Then he remained silent, as if he was trapped in it, but he stopped here. Lu Feng was the host here, the biggest monk and the biggest master here. No one could stop him from what he wanted to do.
He was speechless, and the others couldn't say anything. He didn't eat, drink, or sleep, but it didn't mean he didn't rest. When he was resting, he recited the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra". He recited the mantra. Not only did he recite the mantra for himself, but he also recited the mantra for the people next to him, so that their bodies could relax after a day's work. It was like this cycle, Lu Feng kept reciting the mantra, working, reciting the mantra, and working.
Those people were resting, but Lu Feng had no intention of resting. Day, night, sun and moon, this first layer, which does not need wood materials, actually has a real appearance. He refused to eat or drink, which made everyone extremely nervous. To them, it was as if there was an invisible master whipping the guru with an invisible whip.
Lu Feng didn't feel that way. He didn't know the time or whether he was hungry or full. When he was working, he felt a kind of "" coming from the bottom of his heart. "Great light" and "clear mind", he didn't know why it was like this. He just felt that his kundalini fire was transmitted from the chakra of the seabed, and followed his central channel without stopping.
While doing this, Lu Feng's thought became very simple, "I must build this temple." As for why he built this temple?
I want to live, I want to lead them to live, I am their guru, they respect me, love me, respect me as their own self, then I will be like their parents. Later, I will not even have such thoughts. .
Even the idea of building is gone.
He has thoughts, but it is like having no thoughts. He is empty, but not empty.
Many times, he even forgets to breathe. This is easy to see under the current temperature. Many people can see that Master Yongzhen does not exhale for a long time, but he is full of energy and has no one. If they dare to disturb the guru, they can see that the guru seems to have entered a wonderful state and is practicing.
(End of this chapter)