One hundred and thirty-seven: The lamp holder on the hanging mountain
At the foot of the mountain gate, She Wu glanced at Li Buzhuo coldly, and then stopped caring about him, and continued to look at the method on the wall.
Back then, the Saint Lord entered the ghost realm and destroyed his own golden body. He received the karma fire and burned his body with all evil ghosts. He created this method, which was "karma fire and burned his body, thirty-three aspects."
It has been meditating at the foot of Lishan for three hundred years, and now it has only achieved the eighth level.
"Three hundred years, the eighth phase..."
She Wu Liu looked at himself with his eyes.
In order to comprehend this method and eliminate sins, the human body obtained by hard practice has been destroyed and has become such a terrifying appearance, but I feel more and more in a dead end.
The first aspect of the body is burned by karma and fire. It is cultivated in one day. The second aspect is used for one month and the third aspect is used for one year.
Then there will be five years, ten years, decades, and a hundred years...
Its sins cannot be eliminated for tens of millions of years.
The internal industry of Shewu Shihai is igniting again.
Back then, he was just an ordinary white badger. He was fortunate to be born at the hanging mountain and lived by the spring. He listened to monks carrying water to recite scriptures every day, and gradually became enlightened.
He swallowed and sucked the essence of the sun and the moon for five hundred years. When he transformed, he was snatched away the inner alchemy by the Qi Refiner, and was seriously injured and dying.
Some people who went up the mountain saw its true spirit that was about to dissipate, stopped and said a pity. They picked up its true spirit, threw it into the village on the river at the suspended mountain, and established themselves as humans.
The family he entrusted to be She and took the surname of a woman, and named it Wu. Zhanzhou, where Xuankong Mountain is located, has flourished Buddhism and everyone worships Buddha, and this is even more so in Jiangshang Village where She Wu is located.
When he was seven years old, he went to the Buddhist temple at the foot of the Hanging Mountain to be a little novice monk.
At that time, he no longer remembered his years as a demon, and he only wanted to learn Buddhism based on his intuition.
There are 127 Buddhist temples near the four Hanging Mountains, all of which are brilliant and majestic. The villagers of Jiangshang Village farm and offer monks in the temple to worship Buddha statues in the temple.
He is different from others when he is born as a human being.
On the first day after entering the temple, he looked at the three-body big Buddha clay sculptures and painted gold in the Buddhist temple, and asked the temple's central supervision office: "Why do several dead objects cast by clay sculptures and copper live in so many houses than the villagers at the foot of the mountain?"
Fortunately, the prison is a reasonable old monk. He not only refutes his attitude towards children without restraint, but also patiently answers that this way people can appreciate the solemnity of Buddha.
But he asked, "If I had painted all over my body with gold paint, wouldn't I be so solemn to live in this room?"
The prison leaped his eyebrows and slapped Jian Zhi, who was knocking on the wooden fish, and he hit him in the head: "You have the merit of saving all living beings, so it's okay to live here!"
He touched his head and pointed at the three-body Buddha with his other hand unwillingly: "If he saved all sentient beings, why wouldn't I be saved?"
Then he was punished by the prison for three days.
The supervisory institute was so angry that he knew that She Wu was very conceited and taught all the Buddhism.
The more he learned Buddhism, the more he became more confused.
When he was ten years old, he asked the master of the prison in the golden hall where the three-body Buddhas were worshipped: "Does the Buddha also have seven emotions and six desires?"
The prison hospital replied with a angrily "nonsense".
He asked, "Then why is loving a woman with grace and graceful beauty, loving a treasure with a solemn appearance, loving flowers, rain, and fragrant clouds, and loving golden lotus everywhere, isn't it a desire? Is it a way to attract people's awe with human desires? "
The institution pondered for a long time and finally sighed: "I can't teach you."
After that, he was recommended to practice on the Hanging Mountain.
Unlike the Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain, Hanging Mountain is a true Buddhist holy place.
The mountain hanging in the air is as its name, hanging a hundred feet away. Once you enter this mountain, you will cut off your mind.
He entered the mountain and became a novice monk and a monk who knew the knowledgeable guest. He was able to enter the mountain gate and practice Buddhism three years later.
He came out of the mountain at the age of 20 and traveled to Zhanzhou for three years. Once he participated in the Ullam-style fair held in various places, he would be invincible.
Some people who debated Buddhism with him had their Zen hearts broken, and some vomited blood on the spot.
When the famous Zhanzhou was passed down, he set off back to Hanging Mountain.
As the most outstanding disciple of this generation, he will be passed down by the Saint.
There is Bodhi in the mind, and a bright lamp is a bright lamp. The so-called "transmitting lamp" in the hanging mountain is to teach the method of enlightening the mind and realizing the nature and becoming a Buddha in this body.
He has been practicing in Hanging Mountain for ten years, and he has not seen the Saint.
On the way back to the mountain, he met a man in the woods at the foot of the hanging mountain, burning the dead leaves on the ground into a pile, stopping him, pointing to the burnt dead leaves, asking, "What did you see?"
In Zhanzhou, he had seen too many monks who had all kinds of strange and tricky questions to debate with him for fame, and said nonsense: "The fire will go away, and the cold will die."
The man shook his head and said, "The fallen leaves turn into ashes, but they become fat in the trees. You know death but you don't know life."
He walked over again and poked his chest with his fingertips: "You have Buddha roots and demon seeds in your heart."
Buddhist debate is not just about oral skills. She Wu traveled to Zhanzhou. It is not uncommon for people who can't argue that they want to give him a vajra. He has never been approached by anyone. At this moment, he watched the finger poke and could not move.
The man poked She Wu's chest and turned around and left.
In an instant, he remembered his past life as a white badger.
When his true spirit dissipated, this person helped him to reborn in human life.
This person is the Saint.
After returning to the mountain, everyone knew that She Wu was chanted by the Saint Lord and was a contemporary disciple of Hanging Mountain.
After twenty years of reading the scriptures in the Sutra Library, among his peers, his Buddhist teachings are no better than his.
In front of the Holy Lord Hall of Hanging Mountain, there is a green lamp illuminating the world. This lamp is one of the pillars of Hanging Mountain, which can illuminate the original heart.
When his ex-lighter retired, he became the new lighter.
In the past twenty years, he found the water spring at the foot of the mountain. The cave where he lived in his previous life was still there, and a nest of white badgers lived. Every morning and evening, he went down the mountain to preach to the cave. After becoming a lantern holder, he ignored the nest of white badgers at the foot of the mountain.
I have read all the classics on the Hanging Mountain. When he was holding the lamp, he thought day and night, and practiced for many years, but he was still as confused as before. The deeper the confusion, and for decades, his practice has not improved.
"I have practiced Taoism for five hundred years in my previous life and practiced for a hundred years in this life. Can I be here to keep the lamp for a lifetime?"
He often asks himself.
"Can this lamp illuminate the original heart? If it can really help me realize my mind and see my nature, and get great liberation, and burn it here in vain, it would be a pity."
The thoughts in his mind came out and he couldn't stop it. One day he thought: "If I can achieve great liberation, I will save all sentient beings. Killing thousands of people and saving sentient beings is not a great good thing."
He picked up the green lamp, but before he could see his true heart, he found that he had become a demon with all his heart.
Immediately afterwards, the mountain fell down, and tens of thousands of people were killed or injured at the foot of the mountain, and none of the white badgers survived.
Its sins cannot be eliminated for tens of millions of years.
Under the stone wall of Lishan.
She Wu Liu glanced at himself with his eyes. The body of the Hanging Mountain Palmist, who was called "the body with Buddha's bones" back then, was as ferocious as this.
"The first aspect of the body of karma is burning, like an evil ghost. When it reaches the thirty-three aspects, the karma is gone, and the sins are washed away, and the wrathful deity of karma is formed..."
Chapter completed!