The Poor Monk Cultivates a Way Chapter 115

From the inside to the outside, the Buddha's light is divided into six layers. Each layer has a different light color and flows slightly. It is almost as wonderful as a colorful rainbow. It is much more profound and profound than the little phaseless Zen light that Qi Ze practiced hard. It is simply incredible. Same day.

In the innermost layer of the Buddha's light, a young monk with red lips and white teeth stood, with his palms folded and a smile on his face, he was reciting scriptures from his mouth. When the scriptures were exported, each word turned into a golden character, which flew out through the Buddha's light.

Qi Ze listened hard, trying to distinguish which scripture the young monk was chanting and what kind of method it was talking about. There are so many Buddhist scriptures, and the most precious ones are naturally the teachings of the Buddha himself. However, there are also rubbings of later generations of great virtuous monks who have passed down their own realizations and insights, which can also be used as the only way to practice Buddhism.

Samana Buddhism claims that there are 84,000 Dharma doors, all of which can become a Buddha, and they are preached for the upper, middle, and lower faculties. Qi Ze has Zen skills in his body and has many Buddhist scriptures memorized in his mind. When he first heard a new volume of Buddhist scriptures, he was very interested.

But Kong Zi listened to it for a long time, and could only feel the rhythm of the scriptures when they were recited, which was authentic Buddhism, but he couldn't tell the specific meaning of the scriptures for a while. But he didn't know that the young monk's cultivation was advanced, but he recited the Buddhist scriptures with a middle-level supernatural power of non-phase chanting, and blessed the power of the scriptures.

The mystery of the method of thinking without form is still higher than the small supernatural power of Vajra Chan chanting, and preaching scriptures with this method has all kinds of inconceivable magical effects. Qi Ze listened to it for a long time and had no choice but to give up. Before reaching that level of practice, it is absolutely difficult to comprehend the meaning of the scriptures.

In the Buddha's light, the young monk kept chanting sutras, and saw golden characters flying out, turning into streamers, colorful and brocade, but they did not land on the jade coffin. Qi Ze gave up listening to the scriptures, and followed the golden characters with wide eyes, only to see one after another golden characters flying to the top of the jade coffin, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Qi Ze was amazed, his eyesight was pushed to the extreme, and then he saw an ancient lamp hanging above the jade coffin! The shape of the lampshade is strange and ancient, unlike today's things, it is the size of a child's palm, exquisite and cute.

There is a base under the lamp holder, and a handle in the middle. The top is a shallow lamp, which is integrated from top to bottom. It seems to be carved from jade. The whole body is engraved with densely packed Buddhist scriptures. The scriptures are so small that they are almost the size of a grain of rice. . There is no wick on the shallow lamp, but an extremely tiny flower floats out of thin air.

The color of the lamp is pale gold, smaller than a soybean, and it is set off faintly, the halo of light spreads to a radius of several zhang, and the surrounding golden light is dancing, it is very beautiful. However, Qi Ze noticed that the lantern was sickly, fluctuating, and seemed to be going out at any moment.

Whenever the lantern flowers shrink inward, the golden light will also shrink slightly, and there will be endless corpses pressing in from around. Whenever the lights rise, the golden light expands slightly, pushing out the boundless corpse energy. One ebbs and another ebbs and flows without stopping.

The scriptures chanted by the young monk were dots of golden words, which fell on the ancient lamp holder, but in fact fell to the shallow lamp under the lantern, as if to serve as lamp oil to help light the lantern. Qi Ze became interested, fixed his eyes on the ancient lantern, and saw that the lantern was flickering, as if he didn't pay much attention to the scriptures recited by the little monk, so he didn't care if he came or not.

The golden scriptures fell into the shallow cup, most of them dissipated without a trace, and a very small number turned into golden light and penetrated into it. At this time, the lantern flower seems to be nourished, and the light suddenly lights up, and the corpse's breath is illuminated by it, and it quietly disappears into nothingness.

Qi Ze finally understood that the reason why the jade corpse was hiding in the jade coffin and in the ice corpse cave was probably inseparable from the suppression of that ancient Buddhist lamp. That ancient lantern is clearly a magic weapon of the Samana, for some reason some supernatural powers dissipated, the young monk wanted to use the power of Buddhist scriptures to supplement its magical effect.

Qi Ze was coveting the ancient lantern, still wondering why the jade corpse in the jade coffin let the little monk do what he did and didn't respond at all. Suddenly his heart moved, and he thought: "Yes, it's almost dusk now, the jade corpse is waiting for the golden crow to set!" Sure enough, outside the ice peak, the sun was setting, and there was movement in the jade coffin!

The jade coffin was tightly stitched together, as if it were one piece, suddenly there was a creaking sound, a gap was opened, and immeasurable corpse aura gushed out from inside, like a landslide and tsunami, filling the entire space in the mountainside in an instant!

The corpse's aura was as black as ink and as thick as porridge, one didn't know how the crystal clear jade coffin produced such vicious and cold things. There was a clattering sound, and the corpse's aura was so strong that it was like an ocean. It hit the surrounding rocks and ice walls. There was a surging sound, and it echoed back and forth, forming layers of repulsive force, besieging the young monk and the Buddha's light!

In a hurry, Qi Ze didn't have time to react, and was also involved in the endless corpse energy. He hurriedly urged the little Wuxiang Zen light to the extreme, but his skill was still shallow, and the Zen light was already dissipating. .

At this time, the young monk was chanting sutras with a smile, but suddenly stopped the sound of chanting sutras, and sighed: "Your cultivation is not good, why bother to watch the excitement?" Shaped like a lotus flower, it came to the top of Qi Ze's head, and several curtains of light fell to protect him.

Qi Ze was protected by the Buddha's light, and he finally relieved the danger of the corpse's aura invading his body. He bowed to the young monk in the Buddha's light, thanked him for his protection, and then recited the scriptures silently. Refining the body's corpse energy.

The young monk showed surprise in his eyes, and said: "It's actually my Buddhist disciple, good! Good! Good!" After saying three good words, he turned his head and said to the jade coffin: "Monster, you have been hiding here for many years, and you have already cultivated Baby, but it is suppressed by the most precious ancient lamp of Buddhism, the Buddha lamp will not go out, you can't get out, and you will never have a bright future. Why don't you convert to Buddhism and follow me into the Great Bodhi Temple to practice Buddhism, without losing a golden body and righteous fruit?”

The jade coffin was still exhaling endless corpse gas, and giggles came from inside the coffin, neither male nor female, said: "Luo Hai, you became a monk halfway, practiced Laoshizi Buddhism for a few days, you dare to talk like a yellow tongue, and encouraged me to give up the Tao If so, switch to Buddhism? What a joke!"

The little monk named Luo Hai didn't see any anger, he smiled and said: "You don't know what is good or bad! How can the way of magic be easy to cultivate, you are in this ice peak, absorbing the hostile energy of the ancient ancestors, it seems that you have done a lot Rising, but in fact, hidden worries have been hidden, and there will be backlash in the near future, and the only way out is to resolve the hostility through Buddhism. I am kind enough to save you, but you insult me instead. You have violated the precept, and there will be calamity!"

The jade corpse giggled and said: "You Buddhist bald donkey can only talk about things based on retribution and karma. If I want to cultivate to reach the sky, what will happen to me? What's more, there are righteous fruits in the magic way, so I don't care about your Laoshizi Dabodhi Temple! Die for me!" Come!"

The gap in the jade coffin suddenly widened, there was a creaking sound, and an arm suddenly stretched out from it! The whole body of that arm is like jade, even the palm of one hand looks like white jade, the palm prints are clearly visible, according to the head of Monk Luo Hai, pinch it out of nothing!

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