Chapter 958 Enemy situation!
Chapter 958 Enemy situation!
The Hanging Temple dining hall.
The rice is delicious with coriander and vegetables, and is served steaming hot.
As soon as Liang Qu opened his mouth, the other brothers knew what he was planning and put down their chopsticks, wanting to hear how he would, ahem, persuade the Buddhist disciples.
"Come on?"
"Yes, go ahead, we need to practice in the world! Come from the masses and go to the masses. As the saying goes, 'giving like this, without dwelling on appearances, the blessings and virtues are like this, and are immeasurable.'" Liang Tongdao said from the Diamond Sutra that he was learning recently, "Didn't the Buddha emphasize that his disciples should take action and give? As a monk, especially an aspiring monk, don't just sit in meditation and daydream."
"Entering the world to practice spiritual cultivation is something that all disciples of the Hanging Temple have practiced since ancient times. Three years in the temple and three years outside the temple. The time spent outside the temple, in rural villages and towns, famous mountains and forests, is just as much as that spent inside it." Huaikong declined.
"Hey, a stroll around the Central Plains is not enough! Three years, three years, and three years. There are only a few three years in a lifetime. You have wisdom, so you should practice in the world. If you want to go, go far away, and get there in one step!"
"Brother Liang, where can I enter the world in one step?"
"Yuan?" Liang Qu looked up. "Did you finish your enlightenment in the kitchen? I haven't seen you all morning."
Several plates were put down one after another.
The frosty white noodles are covered with a circle of vegetarian toppings. The vegetarian chicken is plump, with a few green beans dotted among the oil.
They were none other than the other True Leaders Feng Ying, Yuan and his entourage.
A long table can accommodate twenty people symmetrically, which is barely enough for them to sit.
Disciples from other sects further away were walking through the aisle with plates in their hands. They obviously wanted to get closer but were embarrassed for fear of "pleasing too much", so they hesitated and finally went to other tables.
I usually live in the Fulong Temple downstairs to preach. It's not easy for me to come up here for the first time, but there seems to be a sadly thick barrier.
Slurp the noodles.
"I just came out of retreat, and thanks to Senior Brother Liang, my life cultivation has improved slightly. I have gained a little, and I am very grateful, but I am afraid I can't repay you."
"You're welcome. I really want to thank you. The Buddhist sect has relics, the Dongtian Palace has a sword-raising gourd, and if you have any good treasures in the Louguantai, just bring out two."
Having been a Taoist priest since childhood, Yuan Zi would not be stumped by a few teasing words.
If you are too shy, you won’t become a monk.
"What I have on hand is three catties for others, but you, Senior Brother Yu, only have half an ounce. How can it help you achieve the goal? I do have a few amulets, which I got from the Jade Tree on the Louguan Terrace when I came here. They are a token of my appreciation."
He took out a string of red strings from his bosom. Under each string hung a small brocade bag, which contained a small cinnabar talisman.
Liang Qu took the red rope and turned it over and over, but didn't feel anything special from it.
"What is the use?"
"Pray for blessings and safety."
Huaikong introduced: "The jade tree on Louguantai has branches as white as jade and leaves as green as emerald. It is over a hundred feet high and towering like a canopy. Often, guests who come to worship during the Spring Festival will write a blessing charm and ask children to throw it onto the branches, hoping for a good life."
Got it.
Literally a blessing.
The string of words on Liang Qu's hand includes "rapid advancement in career", "promotion and wealth", and "health and safety". It is varied, simple and beautiful.
"Brother Xiang, one for each of you!"
"coming."
Xiang Changsong raised his hand to take it and untied the main rope.
"Is there anyone who has made a fortune? Give it to me." Xu Zishuai said.
"Give me the one with good fortune in martial arts."
"I want to live a thousand years!"
Long Eying picked one, held the red string with her index finger and thumb, intertwined them to form a bow, and tied the health and safety amulet to Liang Qu's belt, hanging it together with the waist badge, and straightened the folded belt.
"Brother, you haven't told me yet where I can enter the secular world and practice cultivation in one step." Yuan brought the subject back.
Feng Ying, Qu Zhaoxue, and Ji Zuibo all pricked up their ears.
"This matter is a secret of the imperial court. You cannot talk about it. If you talk about it, you will have to leave with me. If you don't want to leave, lift your legs and move your butt."
The court secrets were blocked by one sentence to satisfy everyone's curiosity.
"alright."
The four of them were tactful and took their plates to the next table.
Without outsiders, Liang Qu whispered a few words to Huai Kong, and without waiting for his "cheap nephew" to answer, he took his arm around his shoulders and shook him. "What do you think? Are you going or not? Oranges grown in the south of the Huai River are oranges, while those grown in the north of the Huai River are bitter oranges. They are both Buddhas, but they are completely different. If you understand this, don't you think you can get it right in one step?
The sutras also say, "All appearances are false." Isn't such a different growth the key to "appearance"? Why do we have such "appearances"? Do you want to hear my opinion?"
Huaikong thought for a moment and then reached out to ask for advice.
"Uncle Master, please speak."
"It's nothing but geography."
"geography?"
Liang Qu dipped his chopsticks in water and drew a winding curve on the table.
"Why are the southern accents so mixed and chaotic, yet the number of identifiable accents is far greater than that of the north? It's because there is more rain and water in the south, and there are many rivers that crisscross the country, making it difficult to cross the rivers. The geography separates people, making it difficult for villages to communicate."
Huaikong moves the Buddhist beads.
“I give this example to say that the emergence of all things is not without cause, but is due to material reality, even ethnic character.
Whether it is the Great Snow Mountain or the Eternal Heaven in Beiting, the bottom line is that the sharp contradiction between population and resources and the extremely harsh natural environment have led to a strong sense of the presence of "gods".
God is strong, so people are weak. They think that the might of heaven and earth is invincible. The spiritual soil breeds big trees, which are unshakable. You say, isn't this a kind of "appearance"? Not only can we break the "appearance", but we can also understand why there is such a "appearance"..."
Liang Qu stopped there, leaving three points for Huai Kong to think about on his own.
The words he used were not new, just that the combination was somewhat unique.
Huaikong could fully understand and was amazed.
What a unique understanding!
"What do you think? Are you going or not, nephew?" Liang Qu shook his shoulders again and put his vegetarian chicken into the empty bowl in his arms, acting like a kind elder.
Huai Kong said seriously: "Uncle Master, please give me some time to discuss this matter."
"It's a small matter. Think about it carefully and slowly. You have wisdom! By the way, don't forget to treat me during lunch break. I just said that I'm still a little out of breath."
"Uncle Master, rest assured."
He quickly finished the noodles in his bowl and left with the plate empty-handed.
"If you really take the Buddhist monks from the Hanging Temple away, is that okay?" Xu Zishuai went to get another bowl of noodles, piled a piece of vegetarian chicken, picked up a piece and bit it, and the oil squeezed out from the gaps in the thick soy product.
"It's not a big problem!" Liang Qu snatched a piece from Xu Zishuai's bowl, "Didn't Huaikong himself say that there would be worldly practice in the Hanging Temple? It doesn't matter where you practice, it doesn't matter where you break through. Since you are a Buddhist, you should not be afraid of dangers and difficulties, and go to the West to obtain the scriptures. The court needs such people to shine!"
……
"Comfortable."
The green light dissipated.
Liang Qu soaked in the medicine barrel, the liquid beneath his body rose and fell, and his muscles and bones relaxed.
Including today, it’s been three whole days.
The remaining Martial Saint will in the body was burned out by the fire of will, and the physical injuries were basically healed under the treatment of Medicine Buddha. After a few more days of rest and more sleep, the fatigue from the Six Demons Trial was completely eliminated, and his spirit returned to the peak!
If there is one more Medicine Buddha on the journey to the West, how much money can I save?
"After you recover from your injuries, it's time to set a date... Third Prince!"
"I'm here, what's up, Boss?"
The little mirage dragon crawled out of the kitchen, its mouth full of oil, with a lot of crumbs that hadn't been wiped off, and it smelled like potatoes.
"Dream, this time we will come to an open plain, and have two more Zhenxiang to practice with us! The climate should be dry, with less water."
"Order!"
White mist spewed out.
Recreate the dream!
There is still half an hour left before the afternoon lecture starts. Let’s try to merge the dragon-killing intention and fire first!
"Wait, there's something happening!"
The little mirage dragon, which was halfway through spraying, braked in time, covered its mouth and swallowed the mist back with a gulp, and wisps of white air spewed out of its nostrils.
Liang Qu looked strange. He drained the water and jumped out of the bucket.
There's a letter from Xiaoxing!
half an hour.
"Binglin, send this letter to Pingyang immediately!"
(End of this chapter)