Chapter 423 Freedom

   "After leaving the scriptures to me, Shi Xingseng and Cynthias spinosa left. He knew that no one who practiced meditation could resist reading the notes summarized by the Buddha's disciples. I did read them."

  Jianquan said: "The Alternative Transformation recorded in the book is a kind of mysterious realm, which can be substituted into the lives of others through contact.

   is not spying, observing, examining,

   Instead, directly become someone else and experience another kind of life.

  I used to be a peasant woman, holding my three-year-old son who died of illness, sitting in a dilapidated house and weeping bitterly for two days and two nights, until the tears ran dry, I still had to pick up the **** and go to work in the field.

  I used to be a poor scholar, poor and destitute, with four walls. On New Year’s Eve in a cold windy day, I bought a jug of dirty wine on credit in a tavern.

  I used to be a crippled old soldier, stealing, **** and playing tricks in the military camp, greedy for life and afraid of death on the battlefield, but I was willing to jump into the rapids to save the drowning children from my hometown.

  I used to be a seemingly dignified and holy priest, full of morality and shame, and Haotian teachings, but in private, I was obsessed with a prostitute, and even killed me because of jealousy.

  I walk in the world, through the crowd.

  Every time I pass by, every time I look back, I can experience a complete life.

   Gradually, the former Master Jianquan was like a drop of ink melted in a pool. The poor monk is still the poor monk, and the poor monk is no longer just the poor monk. "

Jianquan lowered his eyelids slightly, staring at a worm that was ignorant of the tense atmosphere of the scene and flew by, and said gently: "For the first time in the Sarnath, the Buddha narrated many wonderful methods about his transformation into the free world. I didn't mention it again in my life.

  The owner of the notes speculates that the Buddha believed that his Huazizaitian can help people realize the suffering of life faster and embark on the path of understanding the Four Noble Truths faster.

  But this way is a shortcut.

  Once a monk is not firm enough to maintain himself, he will completely fall into the terrible desire to experience infinite life, forget who he is, and forget the purpose of pursuing enlightenment.

  Not only can't help sentient beings to be liberated, but it will give birth to demonic thoughts, allowing monks to enjoy the pleasures of other heavenly beings, just like the emperor Mara who transformed himself into the free heaven. Be reduced to the puppet of other Hua Zi Zai Tian.

  The Jingnian sect that Shi Xingseng was inherited, from its establishment to its demise, has been devoting itself to deciphering the Sarnath Notes for hundreds of years, and reaching the realm of otherness.

  They all failed because their cultivation was not deep enough, their will was not strong enough, and their fortune was not strong enough.

  The poor monk is probably the second meditator in the world who possesses such abilities since a thousand years ago. "

  Jianquan's words were still calm, but his tone revealed a firm will like iron.

  The soldiers of the Zhenfu Division on the courtyard wall felt more and more bad. Some of them lowered their figures, hid in the shadows on the edge of the wall, and quietly retreated while the Jianquan monk was talking.

   Li Ang noticed their movements out of the corner of his eyes,

   Not to mention whether what Jianquan said is true or not (after all, Sarnath Notes has a history of thousands of years, so it is hard to tell whether it is true or false),

  Just looking at the tone and expression of this old monk, it is by no means a healthy and normal mental state.

   "Has Master ever thought about it?"

   Li Ang said in a deep voice, buying time for the Zhenfu soldiers who retreated and went to the place where the worm was located to ask for help, "Even the Buddha decided to destroy, or deliberately ignore the teaching content about other Hua Zizaitian.

   Is it possible that the Buddha felt that no one should learn to transform himself into a free world? "

   "The benefactor's words are wrong,"

  Jianquan smiled and said: "All conditioned dharmas in the world are formed due to various causes and conditions.

  The benefactor broke into this world because of fate.

  Shi Xingseng received the inheritance of Jingnian Sect because of fate.

  The poor monk got the Sarnath Notebook because of fate.

  In the dark, there are definite numbers. "

"What's the meaning?"

   Li Ang's heart beat slowly, Jian Quan's statement was very strange.

   Normally speaking, shouldn't it be "born in the world in a muddle"?

  Why do you use the term "unexamined intrusion"? Could it be that his ability of Hua Zi Zai Tian can see his past and the secrets buried deepest in his heart?

   Before he could open his mouth to ask again, Sui Yi on the side took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Master Jianquan, your realm is probably the highest and most profound since the Zen Buddhism of Middle Earth.

  But you have comprehended his realm of transforming himself into the sky, shouldn't you be promoted to the realm of Linyuan above the candle sky, and march towards the path that the Buddha once walked?

  Why do you want to stay in the world and play this kind of game with us juniors? "

   "The benefactor's name is Sui Yi, isn't it?"

  Jianquan nodded, and said: "You got two things wrong, Linyuan and becoming a Buddha seem to be the same, but they are actually two different things.

  Linyuan is above the abyss, overlooking the precarious human world, cautiously, like walking on thin ice.

  Becoming a Buddha, although it has the same power as Linyuan, but it emphasizes the complete elimination of afflictions and evil karma, and escapes into the most essential [dependent origination] of all things.

  Buddha, there is only one, he is past, present and future. "

  Jianquan's tone was full of yearning, he knelt on the ground, and bowed devoutly to Haotian.

  While he was kneeling down, the soldiers of the Zhenfu Division on the courtyard wall quietly lined up their formations, preparing talismans, crossbow arrows, and formations.

  Jianquan ignored the swaying figures on the courtyard wall, stood up from the ground, and continued to say to Sui Yi: "Secondly, what happened in Xingzhou recently is not a game.

  Gongsun Changyi and Xiong Tuohai are both my old friends for many years. Killing them also makes me still a part of Jianquan, and I sigh deeply. "

  When you crushed the hearts of these two with your bare hands just now, you didn’t realize at all that they were your old friends.

   Li Ang complained silently in his heart, and with his fingers behind his back, he gestured to He Fanshuang in various gestures representing escape.

  Jianquan is a well-known Zen leader, and he was a monk Zhuxiao many years ago.

  After so long of devoting himself to practice, his skill might be far higher than that of Situ Zhi that Li Ang had seen before.

  Now Gongsun Changyi and Xiong Tuohai are both dead, and the imperial palace priest who protected Li Leling had already left Xingzhou with Li Leling on a spiritual locomotive.

  In the entire city, there were only the soldiers of Zhenfu Division and three monks, Sui Yi, Li Ang, and He Fanshuang.

  If you really want to fight, you don't hit the stone with the pebble, but the stone with the water.

  The most appropriate plan is naturally to run first, and go back to the school to rescue the soldiers.

  【Later】【The situation is bad】【We】【Escape】【Scatter】

  Li Ang gestured towards He Fanshuang behind his back. There were professors in the Military Science class in the Xuegong, but he was busy preparing lessons for the students of the Imperial Medical Office during that time, so he didn't listen carefully, and only remembered the general idea.

  【your】【melon】【big】【I like it】【laugh】

  He Fanshuang looked at the various gestures Li Ang made with his fingers, with question marks all over his stern face.

  (end of this chapter)