Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 701 What did he hide (1/2)

“As the saying goes, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; the same is true of feeling, perception, volition and consciousness.”

After finishing today's morning lessons, Xuankong explained today's Buddhist teachings to all the disciples. He spoke so eloquently that the disciples were listening in ecstasy. Only then did he stop and let the disciples savor the lecture.

Seeing that his disciple had entered a state of enlightenment, Xuankong nodded with satisfaction.

For the cultivators in Jiuzhou, although the frequency of enlightenment is lower than chance, it is still something that can be encountered but not sought after.

Except for some monks who are extremely lucky, most monks can only slowly work hard to accumulate magic power in order to achieve the right result.

But for Buddhist monks, enlightenment is much simpler. As long as there is a Zen master to guide them, it is not difficult to achieve this state.

However, simple enlightenment also has its drawbacks. After all, the stronger the understanding, the easier it is to have wild thoughts, and eventually be infected by the devil, fall into the devil's path, and become a devil Buddha.

Let the disciples figure it out on their own. Xuankong saw that it was still early and he should be able to explore the game.

Therefore, he stood up and left. Just as he left the Zen hall and touched his Zen room, he heard a familiar voice behind him:
"Master Xuankong, you seem to be in a good mood recently."

Xuan Kong's hand trembled slightly, and in his sea of ​​consciousness, the thought of a bald villain suddenly popped up, and he said fiercely: "Xuan Kong, beat him!"

"No." Another kind-looking thought came to his mind, and he said softly, "We are all Buddhist monks. It's rare for us to meet each other. We should just be patient."

Agreeing with the latter's words, Xuan Kong turned his head, bowed to the Zen master behind him and said, "Master Wu Mu, what can I do for you?"

The status of a Zen master in the Buddhist world is similar to that of a Taoist master. They are all people who have achieved Bodhi fruit and have condensed golden elixir in their bodies.

In addition, one must have a skill in a specific field and be able to give lectures before one can be awarded the title of Zen master.

The Wu Mu Zen Master in front of him is the Zen Master of the Discipline Hall. His usual job is to find the weaknesses of other Zen Masters, check their problems, and figure out their mentality.

Although this group of people usually do nothing, they did find some people who might have fallen into the realm of demons and Buddhas, so they had no choice but to accept it.

When he saw Master Wumu greeting him, Xuankong knew that he must be being targeted by the other party.

However, he prided himself on being open and honest, and there was nothing wrong with his actions, so he looked at the other person calmly until the other person chuckled first and said with a smile: "I just saw that Master Xuankong has a very happy face recently, and it was like a spring breeze when you were preaching, so I wanted to know if you have made any breakthroughs recently."

"Maintaining your state of mind has nothing to do with your state of mind, the outside world, or others. It only has to do with yourself. If you can only feel happy after a breakthrough, then you are maintaining your self on the unknowable. Isn't such a fragile self very dangerous?"

Master Wu Mu still had a smile on his face, but he was trembling slightly.

What a powerful mouth!
He originally wanted to provoke the other party to see if there was any problem with him, but he didn't expect to be stabbed back by the other party, which affected his state of mind.

The physical body, magical power, and state of mind respectively correspond to the essence, energy, and spirit, and are also very important among Buddhist practitioners.

Especially the state of mind. Buddhist techniques and supernatural powers are all based on the state of mind. If the state of mind is unstable, all methods will be at a standstill. The influence of inner demons on Buddhist monks is several times more serious than that on Taoist monks.

After suppressing the thought that had just arisen in his mind, Master Wumu directly skipped the question and said with a smile: "Master Xuankong, you are too kind. It is rare for us to meet today, so why don't we drink some tea together and discuss Buddhism, which can also be considered as a pastime."

"I'm not free today."

"No, you do." Master Wu Mu said with a smile.

At this moment, Xuankong, whose game time was interrupted, almost couldn't control his expression.

The thought in his mind came to his mind, and the villain said fiercely: "Give him face! Hit him in the face!"

But Ci Mei thought with a smile and said, "No, kick him in the back! That's his weak spot!"

After suppressing these two thoughts, Xuankong knew that he had to drink tea today.

So he opened the door of the Zen room, invited Wu Mu in, shook out two cushions and put them away, then stretched out his hand and brought two cups of tea in front of him.

The tea is brewed in advance and then hidden in the sleeve, waiting to be taken out when needed.

When it is served, it is heated up with magical powers, and it looks steaming hot, but there is no tea flavor in it. This kind of pre-prepared tea is usually drunk by oneself, and it is fine to use it to entertain guests, but it is inevitable to be criticized if it is told to others.

However, if it is for people from the Discipline Hall, then everyone will acquiesce and there will be no problem.

Master Wu Mu was also used to this kind of thing. He took a sip and then said with a smile, "Master Xuan Kong, your master died recently. Congratulations."

"Congratulations." Xuankong nodded.

Faced with the indifference of Xuankong, Wumu didn't care. He picked up his golden book and pretended to read it.

This is a common tactic in the Discipline Hall. After entering, instead of speaking directly, they read the golden book to create a tense atmosphere until the other party can no longer bear it.

At that time, you can find the opponent's flaws, dig deep into the opponent's heart, find out the opponent's inner demons, and then look at the size of the inner demons to consider whether to send the opponent to the Discipline Hall for further study.

But today, this method failed.

Xuan Kong in this life was only eighteen years old, but his Qi cultivation skills were already quite impressive. He did not get angry when being left alone by Wu Mu, but just quietly faced the sky with his five hearts, and his meditation skills were extremely good.

After four hours of silence, Master Wumu finally spoke: "Master Xuankong."

"I'm here." Xuan Kong said softly with his eyes half closed.

"I heard that you've been obsessed with stick fighting recently, and that you've made great progress in it. Is that true?"

“It’s just a realization.”

“What’s this about giving money to small farmers around here so they can regain their land?”

"It's just a good deed."

"I feel very happy and even walk with a breeze. Why is that?"

“It’s just normal behavior.”

"Whenever he has free time, he locks himself in his room, often for more than ten hours. What's going on?"

Xuan Kong raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I am devoted to Buddhism. I study Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist teachings diligently every day, and my knowledge is getting deeper and deeper. You are obviously jealous of my achievements and are taking this opportunity to cause trouble!"

Wu Mu threw the teacup in his hand and shouted: "Xuan Kong, you still don't know your mistake!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Since you came back from Jiuzhou, your personality has changed drastically. It's obvious that you have studied the evil methods of Jiuzhou and fallen into the devil's way!"

"Show me the evidence! I have a heart of Buddha that is bright and infinitely radiant, and you say I am a demon? You are clearly being indiscriminate. How is this different from being a demon? We can fight this case in front of the True Buddha!"

"you!"

Pointing at Xuankong, Wumu was speechless for a long time, and finally stood up and left angrily.

But as soon as he went out, the anger on his face disappeared, replaced by amusement.

When he mentioned the evil magic of Jiuzhou, the other party's state of mind shook slightly, indicating that he had indeed obtained something in Jiuzhou.

But the other party was the destined person from Jiuzhou, and he didn't have to give out what he got, which made Wu Mu feel itchy.

Something that could cause such a huge change in Xuankong's state of mind must be extraordinary.

What could it be?

(End of this chapter)