Chapter 95 Zen Master Wuchao teaches the Heart Sutra, with a beginning and an end!
In chaos, there is only ignorance.
The sound of chanting can be heard all the time, resounding throughout the world.
His voice is focused and pious, quiet and steady.
It rings day and night and has not stopped for a hundred years.
In the chaos of ignorance, there seemed to be some changes.
I don’t know when, ‘I’ became conscious and was born in this world.
‘My’ perception became clearer and clearer, and I heard the chirping of birds in the forest.
However, their sounds are extremely simple and do not bring me any special feelings.
One day, amidst the chanting of sutras day and night, ‘I’ could see.
‘I’ saw a small temple in the mountain and several monks living in it.
The monks farmed the land, carried water and cleaned the land themselves.
Whenever they have free time, they will meditate and chant sutras.
Later, the monks brought back a man wearing commoners in the mountains and forests.
The monks boiled the rare rice grains in the vat into porridge and fed it to him.
He gradually recovered and said goodbye to the monks with sincere thanks.
'I' feel a little satisfied with this warmth and sincerity.
‘I’ looked at them quietly. I don’t know how much time had passed, but many fine wrinkles appeared on the faces of the monks.
The common man who had been rescued by the monks came back.
His hair turned gray, and his common clothes were replaced by fancy clothes.
He commanded a group of people to go up the mountain to expand the temple for the monks and repair the mountain road.
For this reason, a stone statue was moved to the temple.
“From now on, the masters will be able to receive incense money.”
“With roads and Buddha statues, more people will come to worship the Buddha.”
< br>His voice has changed a lot, but 'I' can still hear the sincerity and gratitude.
Sure enough, in the days that followed, different people began to come up the mountain one after another.
Some of them were holding a small bag of grains, and some were holding a few copper coins tightly in their hands.
They kowtowed to the stone statues and chanted repeatedly.
‘I’ heard a vision of happy prayers and longing for happiness and tranquility.
This fresh voice made ‘me’ quite curious.
‘I’ listens to people’s beautiful visions, and my awareness and feelings become more lively and complete.
More and more people come to the temple to seek blessings.
What also increases are the wrinkles on the faces of the monks in the temple.
Their movements became slower and slower, until one day, they fell into a long sleep and couldn't wake up.
The remaining monks gathered around the sleeping monks, looking a little sad.
On this day, 'I' felt a sense of sadness from their chanting.
But after a while, they brought a new group of villains from outside the temple.
The villain shaved off his hair and became a new monk.
There are more and more incense burning in the temple, and the incense is getting heavier and heavier.
And the sounds that ‘I’ can hear are becoming more and more numerous and confusing.
The voice that originally only wanted happiness and health has changed.
It has become a matter of seeking wealth, children, and fame
Some people even wish their enemies bad luck.
They knelt in front of the Buddha statues and listed all the unreasonable crimes committed by their enemies, hoping that the gods and Buddhas would punish their enemies so that they would vent their bad breath.
The malice contained in this voice makes 'me' quite uncomfortable.
But this kind of malice is like something sticky and disgusting, clinging to 'me' and unable to break free.
There are more and more disturbing sounds, almost covering up the quiet sounds of chanting Buddha on weekdays.
For a while, 'I' felt a little tired and couldn't cope with it.
However, these malices have also made me grow.
My perception grew stronger and stronger, until it could cover the foot of the mountain and extend to a village.
Finally one day, the monks on the mountain were invited to come down the mountain collectively.
There are also people in the town, gathering around and building a high platform.
‘I’ heard the voice of that sincere and kind man again that day.
"Master, I have troubled you to hold this water and land conference this time."
"The incense money collected will be used for village repairs!"
"Fellows, this water and land conference is out of the kindness of the masters to pray for disaster relief in our village. You must pay enough for the incense!"
"Otherwise this is not sincere enough, and the Buddha will not be able to bless you. ! "
This person seems to be changing
'I' did not hear the original kindness and sincerity in him, but instead heard lies and evil thoughts.
He seems to live up to his name, and his words and deeds are...different.
One thing in front of your face and another behind your back.
In front of others, the villagers are encouraged to donate incense, but behind the scenes, they find people to plot evil things.
"The high platform set up by the Water and Land Conference, do some tricks, don't let people see it, and cause something to happen."
"We have collected enough money, let this conference end as soon as possible, and it will Drive these monks back to the mountains as soon as possible.”
“The villagers worship Buddha all day long and believe in the words of a group of monks, so what authority do I have as a village leader?”
The platform finally collapsed.
‘I’ saw the monk standing on the high platform dead, and the villagers standing under the high platform also died.
The people who survived were full of suspicion and malice towards the monks.
The monks returned to the mountain helplessly, looking very embarrassed.
Many of them left because of this, and the huge temple fell into pieces.
Only one person chose to stay.
The man put on a brown monk's robe and occasionally brought some new disciples.
‘I’ watched these things happen, but it was difficult for me to think of doing anything.
After all...'I' can't interfere with anything.
As time goes by, there are more and more words that make ‘me’ uncomfortable.
Malice infects 'me' more and more violently, and 'I' desperately try to get rid of them, but to no avail.
Until one day, this world... seemed to have changed.
'I' gradually discovered that the current 'I' seemed to be able to do many things.
‘I’ try to strip away those things that ‘I’ don’t like and hate.
However, this only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and cannot be completely peeled off.
Even those things that were stripped away by ‘I’ caused catastrophe.
Those things seem to be particularly adapted to the current world.
At night, they turn into blue-skinned ghosts with long tongues, and during the day, they hide themselves in people's words.
Slowly, they even learned to turn people into their own kind.
The number of people in the town began to decrease, causing the villagers to notice this change.
Then the man whose words and deeds were inconsistent remembered the monk on the mountain.
......
That night, the long-tongued ghost was unstoppable, and almost all the monks were killed or injured.
What the demons who caused the disaster saw were the waves of ghosts that had been lurking for a long time and rolling in.
The brown-robed monk has become old after years of ravages.
He shed tears of blood, his body was weak but glowed with golden light, standing firm and motionless in the tide of ghosts.
He sat in the town for a long time, protecting some villagers who had not yet been assimilated, and then returned to the mountain in the early morning.
This time, ‘I’ felt something was different about him.
He opened his cloudy old eyes and seemed to see 'me' from a distance.
He seemed to see 'my' guilt, and then sighed.
"It's not your fault...you were born because of your words, but you have no intention and no sex."
"In the final analysis, the human heart is the root cause of this evil and the breeding of demons..."
"I am already dying, so I will give you a heart."
"I hope you can use this scripture to get rid of the evil evil obstacles that affect you."
" If there is a chance in the future, it can be handed over to the right person.”
"I didn't expect it. I didn't expect that I had been practicing hard for half my life before I realized enlightenment just before I died..."
The brown-robed monk died.
And because of this, ‘I’ manifested a body shape, which looked exactly the same as that of the monk.
"Master, I came to life because of you, but you did not give me a name."
"In this case, I will use your name to walk in this world."< br>
"From today on, I am Zen Master Wuchao..."
A dream that will eventually wake up.
Chen Ye slowly opened his eyes, his eyes no longer confused and full of clarity.
Surrounded by mountains and forests, there were only a few broken bricks and half-stone statues on the ground, telling him that there once was a temple here.
Zen Master Wuchao is sitting in a bird's nest on the treetop, with fine cracks all over his body.
He faced Chen Ye and put his hands together.
Shi Phosphorus hid behind the bird's nest, leaned out half of his body, and looked at Chen Ye warily.
Its body is still full of cracks and it seems that it has not yet healed.
Chen Yi's face was complicated, and he also clasped his hands together and returned a salute to Zen Master Wuchao.
At the end of the dream, Zen Master Wuchao opened up his memories and feelings to him without reservation.
It allowed him to immerse himself in the story of Zen Master Wuchao.
Up to this moment, he has understood what kind of existence Zen Master Wuchao is. "No wonder you know so many things that even the old Zen Master himself never knew."
Wuchao Zen Master sighed slightly, and then his expression gradually became serious.
“Holy monk, the dream of the pagoda is over, and the demon has surrendered.”
"Of course, the holy monk still has a way to go."
"However, although the journey is long, it must arrive eventually, but it is just that the evil obstacles are difficult to eliminate."
"I know the difficulty of the holy monk. , then there is a volume of "Duo Xin Sutra", with five crosses, a total of two hundred and seventy crosses. "
"If you encounter evil obstacles, just recite this sutra, and there will be no harm."
"However, how much you can gain from it and how far you can reach it all depends on the saint monk's own creation."
After Zen Master Wuchao finished speaking, he recited and passed it on orally.
The Sutra says:
"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness..."
This is called the Heart Sutra, also known as the Maha Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra.
The two hundred and sixty-six mantras are infinitely mysterious and mysterious. They are the general sutra for cultivating the truth and serve as the gateway to the Buddha.
Chen Ye listened attentively to the lecture, and after hearing it once, he could remember it.
In an instant, the angry mind calmed down, and all kinds of demonic obstacles disappeared.
However, it is three-headed and six-armed, and it is deeply rooted and has not faded even a little bit.
Longjun and Pojie Buddha glared at Zen Master Wuchao, restless, and seemed extremely dissatisfied.
“Holy Monk, you have too many demonic obstacles. I’m afraid it will take some time to practice.”
"Maybe in the future, you will have some opportunities to continue to work hard and achieve positive results."
"I only hope that the holy monk can inherit my vision, complete my unfinished business, and eliminate the demonic obstacles."
Seeing this situation, Zen Master Wuchao shook his head and felt helpless.
But as soon as the Duo Heart Sutra was passed on, He seemed to have settled his worries, and his face was full of relief.
"Holy monk, do you have anything else you want to ask? I know everything I know and will tell you everything."
Chen Yi heard a hint of entrustment from Zen Master Wuchao.
He couldn't help but frown slightly, and stopped talking several times.
Zen Master Wuchao had a kind smile on his face and just waited quietly for Chen Hao to ask questions.
Chen Biao had a complex expression on his face and took a deep look at Zen Master Wuchao.
“Zen Master, the mother of the Malizhi Buddha in Gaolaozhuang back then was even the destiny you mentioned.”
"I wonder if you can tell me something?"
Hearing this, Zen Master Wuchao pondered for a moment, then turned to speak.
“Does the holy monk know why Lao Na tried to light up the fossil phosphorus and then went to Gao Laozhuang to show Mrs. Gao?”
Hearing this, Chen Ye shook his head.
“It’s because after I had a heart, although I had completed myself, I was more susceptible to the evil barrier.”
"Practice is nothing more than cultivating the mind."
"Good intentions and evil intentions both exist in my body, but I can't peel them off. I can only gradually accept them and slowly reconcile them."
" I traveled all over the world, trying to find out why the demons were raging, and why the world had changed so much."
"But what I saw and felt made me sink, and demons grew."
< br>“After all, I still don’t practice enough...”
Zen Master Wuchao did not answer Chen Ye directly. He paused when he said this, with a little fear on his face.
“As my magical power grows, I gradually find that the places I walk through seem familiar.”
“The people and monsters I have seen also look very familiar... "
"It seems that I can know that some people will turn into monsters in the future, and some monsters were once humans."
"And whenever I think of this, it will always be in my heart. There is a sense of great terror for no reason..."
When Chen Yi heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
He obviously did not expect that even Zen Master Wuchao would have something to fear.
Look familiar?
He was a little confused and didn't understand why this matter frightened Zen Master Wuchao.
As for Zen Master Wuchao, he seemed unwilling to delve into the matter and quickly ignored the topic.
He calmed down and continued to speak.
"After I realized this, I had the idea of getting involved."
"So I chose to intervene in Gao Laozhuang's affairs, trying to make things that should have been Mrs. Gao, who was a demon, showed her true form in advance.”
“At that time, I wanted to change Mrs. Gao, so I gave her the name of Buddha Mother in order to give her a good name. Give birth to a kind heart..."
"Unexpectedly, as soon as I intervened in this matter, my condition deteriorated rapidly."
"I was worried that I lost control and would affect the people of Gao Laozhuang, so I left there temporarily."
"And during the time I left, Gao Laozhuang heard something coming from nowhere. The rumors developed into what I didn’t want to see.”
“When I returned, everyone in the village had turned into monsters, and only Miss Gao was still awake.”
When Zen Master Wuchao said this, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed repeatedly.
“At that time, I had a premonition that what happened because of me would be far from over.”
"After Gao Laozhuang, I tried many things to verify my conjectures."
"For example, to avoid letting those who are destined to turn into monsters go astray."
"But without exception, the result is failure."
"Either my evil thoughts suddenly sprouted, or I don't know where, some other demons gave birth to cause trouble unexpectedly."
"I Gradually, I became disheartened and wanted to hide in the mountains and wait for my destiny.”
"So, I used the method I learned from a great psychic in Huangfengling to enlighten the stone phosphorus."
"After that, I returned to Futu Mountain and built a nest here. Stay here and don't care about worldly affairs."
"If there are any chores, let Shi Phosphorus do the errands for you."
"Until one day, I had a premonition that you were coming, Holy Monk. ..."
"For me, this kind of thing seems to have happened many times..."
When Zen Master Wuchao said this, his voice gradually became weaker.
As Chen Ye listened, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
He quickly looked at Zen Master Wuchao, his face suddenly darkened.
I saw Zen Master Wuchao's body covered with cracks like branches, as if they would fall apart in the next moment.
Seeing this miserable situation, Zen Master Wuchao just smiled bitterly, as if he had known that he would be like this.
"Holy Monk, it seems that these big secrets that Lao Monk told are incredible."
"Now I have completed the agreement with the old Zen Master."
"Lao Monk's destiny will be fulfilled. It’s over here.”
“Holy Monk, the next place you will pass is the Eight Hundred Miles of Huangfengling!”
“Remember, there is no way to hide, no way to avoid. ! ”
"Shiphosphorus and Huangfengling are closely related. That is where it is destined to be, the place where stubborn rocks are freed."
"Let it take you there."
"Zen Master, Wait! You!"
Shi Phosphorus' voice trembled when he heard this.
It didn't care about being afraid of Chen Biao and walked out from behind the nest quickly.
Seeing this scene, Chen Ye had many indescribable and unclear feelings in his eyes.
He opened his mouth to say something.
But in the end, he couldn't say it.
Wuchao Zen Master looked at Shi Phosphorus and wanted to reach out and touch it.
However, He cannot do such a simple act now.
He shook his head and turned to look at Chen Ye.
“Over the years, many sins have been caused because of Lao Monk’s actions.”
“Now it’s time for the holy monk to conquer the demons.”
"Please ask the holy monk to take action and see me off."
"Let me have a beginning and an end."
Although Chen Yi had expected it, looking at Zen Master Wuchao's appearance, he still couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.
He took a deep breath and said nothing more, just nodded slowly towards Zen Master Wuchao.
Seeing this, Zen Master Wuchao had a smile on his face, clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.
Chen Yong mobilized the Dharma and recited the scriptures, and the mantra resounded throughout the world.
In an instant, golden brilliance and lotus shadows enveloped the entire Buddha Mountain.
Shi Phosphorus stood aside blankly, listening to the scriptures and watching bursts of golden flames erupt from Zen Master Wuchao's body.
In just a moment, Zen Master Wuchao transformed into a sky full of brilliance, spreading over every inch of Mount Futu.
Pieces of brilliance fell on Shi Phosphorus.
The next moment, the bones fell off and scattered into the soil. The body healed with no trace of cracks.
The sound of chanting scriptures slowly stopped.
Chen Ye opened his eyes and sighed.
He then bowed solemnly towards the empty bird's nest.
After a long time, he stood up and looked at Shi Phosphorus, who was at a loss.
Seeing its appearance, Chen Ye couldn't help but think of the toad spirit.
That idiot is probably still sleeping, it’s time to go find it...
Five thousand chapters are presented! ! !
Three thousand + six thousand + five thousand, 14,000 words updated today!
Isn’t this a boast?
(End of this chapter)