Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

On the stone platform, Xu Zhiqiu sat cross-legged.

A few feet in front of me was the mirror-like, inscribed jade disk.

Looking up, the auspicious light is shining brightly, and the land is moist and lush.

"..."

If it is really as Puhong described, this mysterious jade disk might really bring me some gains?

The monks of Tianyin Temple in the back kept their expressions unchanged as they chanted Buddhist scriptures in low voices, perhaps praying silently for Xu Zhiqiu.

Xu Zhiqiu quietly improved his vision, and the scene in front of him suddenly became clearer.

On the smooth jade wall, a faint light flows, giving off an indescribable sense of solemnity and auspiciousness.

Xu Zhiqiu just looked at him deeply.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense, half an hour...

Time flies by, just passing by quietly.

Is it useless?
Xu Zhiqiu frowned slightly.

This jade disk was indeed extraordinary, but he could not see any clues at all.

I was thinking in my mind that maybe I should use some means to try to trigger it.

But this piece of jade is very precious to Tianyin Temple, so I have to be careful and not damage it.

Thus, his observation ability was quickly raised to the maximum.

The glow reflected by the golden eyes in those eye sockets gradually brightened.

He raised his observation ability to the limit, and two dazzling golden beams of light suddenly burst out from his eyes.

laugh--!
The beam of light hit the jade disk, and the solid jade disk immediately began to ripple like water waves.

But if you look at the jade disc itself in general, it is like the sea surface with undulating waves, as if it has turned into liquid.

"what!"

In the back, the monks exclaimed.

Everyone knew that this was Xu Zhiqiu's trick, so they felt excited and expectant.

Since such a strange phenomenon has occurred, is the secret of this jade disk without words about to be solved?

However, like Xu Zhiqiu, they waited for a long time but saw no further changes.

Slowly, hope turned into disappointment.

The same is true for Xu Zhiqiu.

Sitting in front of the jade disk, he could not help rubbing his teeth and thinking hard.

"I heard from Puhong that this thing may have psychic properties? Then can it only actively choose us... or do we need to observe its essence in some way?"

"Perhaps... we need to go beyond our current perspective and reach a higher state of observation in order to get a glimpse of what's going on."

Xu Zhiqiu made up his mind.
So, with the intention of giving it one last try, I closed my eyes.

If it doesn't work this time, then he will have no other choice.

…………

"Even him?"

Seeing Xu Zhiqiu sitting there with his eyes closed and not moving, perhaps he had given up.

Everyone couldn't help but look negative and disappointed.

Pu Hong clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and sighed:
"Even such a great man cannot be recognized by Yubi. It seems that the words fate and law are really unfathomable."

From this we can see what kind of luck and fortune the founder of Tianyin sect had to enjoy such a blessing?

It is really rare to have such a good fortune.

"Master!"

As he was sobbing, his brocade robes were suddenly lifted by his disciple's Dharma image.

"Look."

Following the guidance of the Dharma, Puhong finally opened his eyes.

But on the stone platform, Xu Zhiqiu's entire body seemed to be wrapped in a rising flame of reverse-life energy.

His hair is already white with snow, but his rebirth continues.

Then, the skin, hair, flesh, blood, and bones all shed their forms and scattered across heaven and earth.

In the end, only the white clothes were left, which shrunken and fell empty on the ground.

"This, this was at that time..."

The old monk was stunned.

Of course he would never forget the day when Xu Zhiqiu fought with the Beast God and shocked everyone when he broke through on the verge of death!

……

Without a physical body, one no longer relies on flesh and blood to perceive the environment.

Eyes no longer have any meaning, and ears, nose, skin... have also lost their meaning.

No longer do we perceive things by seeing, hearing, smelling, or touching.

The world became an abstract square in front of Xu Zhiqiu’s eyes.

Far and near, inside and outside, hot and cold, all have lost their meaning.

To him, all things existing on the material plane became sources of radiation that were large or small, strong or weak.

If we take into account the original five senses of eyes, ears, nose, tongue and body, and add the spiritual perception acquired through cultivation, then the boundaries of our perception of the real world are just a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg.

The boundary of perception after entering the third realm and merging into heaven and earth is like a green fish swimming freely in the water without any restraint.

This allows him to conduct almost unlimited exploration in any direction and at any spatial node.

Apart from being unable to jump out of the time dimension, this can be regarded as the end of “viewing”.

Xu Zhiqiu calls it the "Tianxin perspective."

From the perspective of heaven, Xu's consciousness was like thousands of silk threads with a diameter comparable to that of atoms, which began to touch and penetrate the wordless jade disk.

Gradually, he found the "door".

Then, the "door" was opened.

Suddenly, his consciousness was shaken, and the existence behind the "door" resonated with his consciousness.

A profound and mysterious meaning materialized in my consciousness. If I were to express it in words, it would be—

——Heaven and earth are not benevolent and treat all things as straw dogs.

Boom!

Tianxin's perspective is absolutely rational and not influenced by emotions.

But even so, Xu still had an absurd urge to laugh.

It was really an unexpected success. The secret of this jade disk without words turned out to be the fourth volume of the heavenly book that he had been seeking for but could not obtain!
Then, more profound meanings emerged from the jade disk and continued to merge with his consciousness.

Let’s not talk about the abstract changes from Tianxin’s perspective.

Strange phenomena also occurred in the real world.

The golden light surged.

On that jade disk,

Rows of golden dots of light appeared, jumping like elves, causing them to stand up in astonishment.

“This… this is about to come out!”

Pu Hong slapped his thigh excitedly:

"Don't miss this good opportunity. Quickly enter deep meditation and observe the truth with your 'mind's eye'!"

Upon hearing this, all the monks sat down, crossed their legs, closed their eyes, and perceived it from a meditative perspective.

Soon, a monk shouted in a trembling voice:
"I, I saw it!"

"What do you see?" Puhong asked.

Monks responded one after another, their voices filled with excitement:
“I saw the Buddha!”

"What!?"

"It's Buddha! It's Buddha! I see it!"

"Hey, World Honored One!"

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The monks suddenly went crazy and saw the Buddha in meditation. As a Buddhist disciple, is there anything more shocking and exciting than this?

Puhong also hurriedly sat down and entered into meditation, trying to sense it.

The old monk entered into a state of meditation in a blink of an eye. However, just as he observed a few things with his "mind's eye",
The heart that had always been at peace in my chest suddenly shook!
From his perspective, the whole sky was dark and chaotic, and everything was empty.

There was only a tall and majestic figure sitting cross-legged on a nine-tier lotus platform in front of him.

"Buddha..."

Puhong's heart was shaken, he still couldn't believe it.

But look at that majestic figure again, with a fleshy bun on his head, white hair between his eyebrows, and vines on the soles of his feet...

It was exactly the same as described in the Buddhist scriptures. His body possessed thirty-two characteristics of a great man and was extremely majestic. A golden wheel hung behind his head, emitting infinite Buddha light that illuminated the universe.

"Amitabha--!"

All the monks chanted the Buddha's name together in meditation.

Unlike Xu Zhiqiu who saw the mysteries of the heavenly book, they saw the Buddha. Perhaps, everything is a change of the mind.

Just like looking at the sky through a window, the sky is square.

If you look at the sky through the well, the sky is round.

The Buddha’s appearance is solemn and compassionate, as if filled with infinite mercy and peace.

Under the influence of the boundless Buddha's will in meditation,
Their cultivation level began to rise.

All the difficulties and shortcomings in my previous practice seemed to be cleared up within the time it took to exchange a few thoughts.

All the monks closed their eyes and praised, great joy and satisfaction filling their hearts, and hot tears flowed from the corners of their eyes.

Some were excited, some were crying, but more were in a frenzy.

Only a very small number of people remain relatively calm and are able to retain some degree of rationality.

The only people who can achieve this are Puhong Pufang and three or four other people like Fashang.

Although the Buddha is great, for them, there is no need to give him the supreme sacred halo.

They simply regard him as a spiritual mentor on their path of spiritual practice and respect and admire him.

The greatest quality of a high-level seeker is that he does not blindly believe in authority.

There is always room for dialectical and independent thinking about any grand and brilliant thing.

Even dare to doubt and challenge.

Such as the doubts in the mind of the Dharma at present:
"As the Sutra says - form is emptiness, emptiness is form.

The Buddha's path is to seek perfection in one's own nature and to uphold the middle way, so how could such a brilliant and luxurious vision appear? "

Just when he was concentrating on this and was doubting it.

In the state of meditation, the pair of compassionate Buddha's eyes in front of me seemed to gradually change.

From the solemn and bright past, it gradually became weird, gloomy and strange...

The corners of her plump lips gradually turned up, and the curve became more and more obvious, until it completely destroyed her compassionate temperament.

Then, sharp fangs burst out from the corners of the Buddha's mouth, and blue veins gradually bulged on the smooth face of the Buddha.

Finally, the hideous appearance was revealed.

"Hum... Mi... Ba... Ne... Ma... Om..."

Sanskrit chanting began in my consciousness, coming from the Buddha's mouth.

The Six-Syllable Mantra, which should have been full of mysteries and contained great power, great wisdom, and great compassion, was deliberately reversed and chanted by the "Buddha".

The sound is like a devil's voice filling the ears, trying to pierce the eardrums and destroy the mind.

Fashang only felt that his mind was shaking, like a small boat in the raging sea, no longer able to control it.

Slowly, the intellect fell into deep darkness.

In the real world, all the monks present had already been controlled by him, and were going crazy without realizing it.

Or it means gouging out the eyes, or chewing off the tip of the tongue.

Or use ten fingers to tear bloody marks on the cheeks.

What's worse, some people crossed their hands around their necks, with their nails digging deep into their flesh, trying to strangle themselves to death!

"No...not good..."

After all, Puhong had the highest level of cultivation and still had his sanity intact, but at this point he had been beaten to a pulp by the "evil Buddha" and was bleeding from all seven of his orifices.

"This is the devil... a bad thing... you all should wake up quickly!"

The old monk summoned all his Buddha power and roared like a thundering lion.

The last two words "wake up" almost exploded from his mouth like a cannonball!

However, what is chilling is that

The monks were lucid for only a moment, and before they could fully come to their senses, they were immediately captured by some invisible magical power and dragged into the "Zen Hell" for the second time, unable to extricate themselves.

The old monk fell into despair.

It seemed that the Tianyin monks were about to die here inexplicably.

Just as the fish were swimming in the boiling pot, in front of the jade disk without words, the white garment spread on the stone platform slowly floated up from the ground.

The white robe slowly rose into the sky.

The energy and matter that was originally returned to the innate level began to collapse and fall back to the acquired level.

In the white clothes, the fire of rebirth ignited, initially just a ball, and then gradually revived its shape.

Hands, feet, torso, hair, eyes, and that clear face... reappear one by one.

Xu Zhiqiu looked down and saw all the changes that took place in the monks from beginning to end.

With his Tianxin perspective, he naturally understood the root cause.

He turned his head and looked at the blank jade disk. Golden light was shining on it, and the words of the heavenly book gradually appeared on it.

Even in his eyes, there was no sign of evil or weirdness.

When he was tripled just now, he vaguely sensed a distant "evil" force, so far away that it reached out from another dimension and intervened in this world.

The monks were possessed by demons because of this.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there were demons from outer space that brought disaster to all living beings.

At this moment, could it be that the devil is destroying the law?

Taking advantage of the monks' enlightenment, he tampered with the Buddhist teachings and deceived them into committing suicide?
But how could it be such a coincidence?

Although Xu Zhiqiu was full of doubts, he didn't have time to think too much about it.

With a flick of his sleeves, he created a realm of reverse life with an area of ​​over a hundred feet.

Shielded by the Dharma Realm, the "evil" coming from the outer world was blocked.

Then Xu Zhiqiu silently chanted the mantra while his fingers flicked out dozens of crystal clear water droplets that went straight into the monks' brows and spiritual platforms.

However, it was the Yangzhi nectar transformed from "Purifying Mind Divine Will" that cleansed the minds of the monks who had gone astray.

"..."

After an unknown amount of time, the monks woke up one after another.

Of course, some people wake up early and some wake up late.

However, Xu Zhiqiu, Puhong Fashang and others were treating the monks who had been possessed by demons and committed self-harm one by one.

The idea of ​​digging out the eyeballs was to press them back on, and the idea of ​​biting off the tongue was to stop the bleeding quickly.

Several people were busy with their feet hitting the back of their heads.

It took more than half an hour to finally cure the patient.

Puhong's old face was covered with deep wrinkles and he looked extremely tired.

Sighed:

"I thought it was just an opportunity, but I didn't expect there was a trap. Thanks to you, the donor..."

He knew that if Xu Zhiqiu had not acted in time, all these people, including himself, would have been in trouble.

"It's not because of this jade disc..."

Xu Zhiqiu pointed at the golden ancient characters on the blank jade disk:

"These four volumes of heavenly books are the real secrets of this jade disk. I guess the founder of your temple thousands of years ago realized the Mahavairocana Prajnaparamita from this volume of heavenly books, right?"

Puhong nodded without saying anything, while another monk memorized or wrote down the heavenly book on the wall.

In this way, although the monks had a close call with death, they did not gain nothing.

The person with the most open mind is undoubtedly Xu Zhiqiu.

It was a pleasant surprise to accomplish good things unintentionally.

Now, all five volumes of the heavenly book are within my grasp, and I can go back to seclusion.

Crack! Crack! Crack!
Suddenly they heard a strange sound, and the monks and Xu Zhiqiu turned around in surprise.

On the wordless jade wall, the golden characters of the heavenly book gradually disappeared.

Even the faint light on the surface of the jade disk melted and faded away like wax.

When the jade disk completely lost its moist luster, the entire cliff wall became dim, and then began to crack and peel off like puff pastry.

Crash-!
It was as if the wall tiles of the house were forgotten to be coated with cement, and the entire jade wall collapsed in large pieces.

In a moment, it had completely peeled off and became bumpy.

After that, there was no more "jade wall without words".

"..."

Xu Zhiqiu guessed that 70% of them were damaged by the staring at him with his golden eyes just now.

I never thought that after all the carefulness, I ended up ruining someone else's precious tourist attraction.

"Hey...hehe..."

Xu Zhiqiu laughed dryly twice, feeling a little embarrassed.

He turned around and glared at the monks, saying:

"You can't blame me for this, right?"

The monks also laughed awkwardly, but their voices were stiffer than each other:
"Ha... ha ha... no... it's not your fault... "

Everyone was caught in an awkward and weird atmosphere, which was also a bit funny.

It made everyone laugh and cry, which was impolite. (End of this chapter)