Chapter 701 What Did He Hide (12)

Chapter 701 What He Hidden (1/2)

"As the saying goes, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, and the same is true for perception, thought, action, and consciousness."

After reciting today's morning class, Xuankong explained the content of today's Buddhist teachings to the disciples. He spoke so much that the disciples were in ecstasy. Then he stopped and let the disciples savor it.

Seeing that the disciples had fallen into the state of enlightenment, Xuankong nodded with satisfaction.

For the monks in Jiuzhou, although the frequency of enlightenment is lower than that of chance, it is also something that can only be encountered but not sought.

Except for some monks who are so lucky that they are against the sky, most monks can only slowly work hard to cultivate their magic power in order to achieve the right result.

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

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

Let the disciples comprehend 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 are in a good mood recently."

Xuankong's hand trembled slightly. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the thought of a bald villain suddenly popped up and said fiercely: "Xuankong, beat him!"

"No." Another kind-looking thought emerged and said softly, "We are all Buddhist monks. It's rare to meet each other. Let's be patient."

Agreeing with the words of the latter thought, Xuankong turned his head and bowed to the Zen master behind him and said: "Master Wumu, what can I do for you?"

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

In addition, you need to have a skill in a specific field and can give lectures before you can get the title of Zen master.

The Wumu Zen Master in front of him was the Zen Master of the Discipline Hall. His usual job was to find the sore spots of other Zen Masters, check their problems, and mess with their mentality.

Although this group of people usually did not do human work, they did find some existences that might degenerate into demons and Buddhas, so they could only pinch their noses and admit it.

When he saw Wumu Zen Master greet him, Xuankong knew that he must have been targeted by the other party.

However, he claimed that he was frank and had no problems in doing things, so he looked at the other party very calmly until the other party chuckled first and said with a smile: "I just saw that Master Xuankong has a spring breeze recently, and it was like a spring breeze when he was preaching, so I want to know if you have made another breakthrough recently."

"The maintenance of the state of mind has nothing to do with the realm, the outside world, him and me, but only with oneself. If only breakthroughs can make you happy, wouldn't it be to maintain the self on the unknowable? Such a fragile self is not very dangerous."

Wumu Zen Master still had a smile on his face, but he also trembled slightly.

What a powerful mouth!

He originally wanted to provoke the other party to see if there was any problem with the other party, but he didn't expect that he would be stabbed back by the other party, and his state of mind was affected.

The physical body, magic power, and state of mind, these three correspond to the spirit, energy, and spirit respectively, and are also very important for Buddhist practitioners.

Especially the state of mind, Buddhist techniques and magical powers are all based on the state of mind. If the state of mind is unstable, all methods will stop. The influence of the inner demon on Buddhist monks is several times more serious than that on Taoist monks.

After destroying the thought that just rose up in his mind, Master Wumu directly jumped away from the question and said with a smile: "Master Xuankong is too serious. It's rare to meet today, why don't we have some tea together and discuss Buddhism, which can also be regarded as entertainment."

"I don't have time today."

"No, you do." Master Wumu said with a smile.

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

The thought in his mind came up, and the evil man said fiercely: "Give him face! Hit him in the face!"

And the kind-hearted thought chuckled and said: "No, kick him in the back! That's his weakness!"

After destroying these two thoughts, Xuankong knew that he had to have tea today.

So, he opened the door of the Zen room, invited Wumu to enter, shook out two cushions and put them away, then waved his hand and sent two cups of tea in front of him.

The tea was brewed in advance and then hidden in the sleeves, waiting to be sent out when needed.

When it was sent out, it was heated with magical powers, and it looked steaming hot, but there was no tea taste in it.

This kind of pre-prepared tea is usually drunk by oneself. It is okay to use it to entertain guests, but it will inevitably be talked about if it is said out.

But if it is for people in the Discipline Hall, then everyone acquiesces and there is no problem.

Master Wumu was also used to this kind of thing. He took it and took a sip, then smiled and said: "Master Xuankong, your master died recently, congratulations."

"Congratulations." Xuankong nodded.

Facing the cold Xuankong, Wumu didn't care. He picked up his golden book and pretended to read it.

This is a common method of the Discipline Hall. After entering, they don't talk directly, but read the golden book to create a tense atmosphere until the other party can't help it.

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

But today, this method failed.

Xuankong in this life is only eighteen years old, but his Qi cultivation skills are already quite outstanding. He was not angry when he was left alone by Wumu. He just quietly turned his five hearts to the sky, and his meditation skills were very good.

After being silent for four full hours, Zen Master Wumu opened his mouth and said, "Zen Master Xuankong."

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

"I heard that you have been addicted to stick skills recently and have made great progress in stick skills. Is this true?"

"It's just that I have some enlightenment."

“What’s the point of donating money to nearby small farmers so they can regain their land?”

"It's just a matter of doing good."

"I feel very comfortable, and it feels windy when I walk. Why is that?"

"Just acting normally."

"You lock yourself in a room whenever you have free time, and often stay in seclusion for more than ten hours. What's going on?"

Xuankong raised his eyebrows and sneered: "I am devoted to Buddha, and I study Buddhist scriptures and Dharma diligently every day, so I become more and more advanced day by day. You are obviously jealous of my great achievements and are taking advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble!"

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

"What a mistake!"

"Since you came back from Kyushu, your temperament has changed drastically. You have obviously studied the evil laws of Kyushu and fallen into the devil's way!"

"Bring the evidence! I have a bright and infinite Buddha heart. You say I am a demon? You are clearly indiscriminate. What is the difference between this and the demon? We can fight this lawsuit even in front of a true Buddha! "

"you!"

Pointing at Xuan Kong, Wu Mu was speechless for a while, and finally stood up and left angrily.

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

When he mentioned the evil laws of Kyushu, the other party's state of mind fluctuated slightly, indicating that the other party had indeed obtained something in Kyushu.

It's just that the other party is a destined person from Kyushu, so he doesn't have to take out anything he gets, which makes Wu Mu feel itchy again.

It must be something remarkable to be able to change Xuan Kong's state of mind so much.

What could it be?