"Fellow Daoist Due, I'll ask you for the next thing!" Yuan Qingwei looked at his disciples, turned around and handed over the setting of a dungeon Daoist Due, and entrusted his disciples to the other party.

Due nodded. Yuan Qingwei returned to the underworld, and with the help of the incarnation, he smashed the relics in his hand, and then crushed all the information hidden in it and passed it to Yuan Qingwei's original body.

Yuan Qingwei, who was sitting upright in the Hanxu Immortal Palace of Taihang Mountain in Shushan World, suddenly opened his eyes, and the Buddha's light appeared in his eyes, and then it dissipated in the thirty-six-colored glow.

Of course, if you observe carefully, you will find that Yuan Qingwei's pupils have a pair of treasure mirrors, and the mirror reflects this majestic and vast, vast and boundless sacred mountain.

This sacred mountain is straight up, with no twists and turns, giving people a feeling of immeasurability and unpredictability. The fragrance and wood in the mountains are lush and four sides are prominent. There are four palaces of heavenly kings, golden light, silver light, crystal treasure light, and glass light flow out from it. Depending on the locations in the southeast, southwest and northwest, the texture of gold, silver, glass and crystal are exposed.

There are also seven treasure trove roads, seven treasure walls, seven railings, seven corrugs, and seven traversal trees that block the inside and outside.

‘Summer Mountain!’ Yuan Qingwei looked at the sacred mountain and sighed slightly, and a trace of understanding flashed in his heart.

After all, Buddhism in the main world is a sect that has been passed down for a long time. Judging from the situation of the heavens and all worlds, this sect is also a powerful force with a huge foundation and backstage. Even if it has given up the territory of the main world for various reasons, it is still unrealistic for others to easily seize their foundation.

The gods knew this, and when Yuan Qingwei got the relics, he was also clear about it.

That is why the gods choose to pollute the Pure Land again and again, and then cut and purify it again and again.

On the one hand, it is to repeatedly utilize the Pure Land to resist the breath of the spiritual world, and on the other hand, it is to weaken the foundation of Buddhism.

After sorting out the information I got in my heart, Yuan Qing turned and flew towards the Jingbo Temple above in the escape light.

There is a place where Monkey Zen Master practices, and it is a good place for Yuan Qingwei to inquire about internal information in Buddhism.

When entering Jingbo Temple, Yuan Qingwei was soon taken to the Duzhi Zen Master by a little novice monk. Compared to a few years ago, the Duzhi Zen Master's aura became weaker and weaker, and even a little decayed aura emanated, but his body had reached its extreme.

To be honest, with the level of magic power of the Monkey Zen Master, if he has the heart, as long as he has one magic power to warm his body, he can restore his youth and increase his life span for one hundred and sixty years. Then he slowly polished it, and it won't take long to complete the body of a earth immortal.

But this does not match the practice of Monkey Zen Master himself. He is still in the midst of tribulations. He usually polishes his magic power and activates Buddhism, but does not leave any warmth and nourishes his body.

Therefore, like ordinary people, Monkey Zen Master has birth, old age, sickness and death, and his life span is short.

Seeing Yuan Qingwei, Master Duzhi smiled and said, "Why is Fellow Yuan who has time to come to me?"

"I suddenly became interested in Buddhism recently and wanted to come to you to ask what Buddhist scriptures are better to read."

"Amitabha! Good! Good! Friends have no connection with the Buddha, so why should I read the Buddhist scriptures and ask for fish through the tree?"

"Oh?" Yuan Qingwei said a little strangely: "The more monks from other families wish that more people will become monks, the better. Why do you advise me not to study Buddhism?"

"If you are truly studying Buddhism, I will definitely accept disciples on behalf of your master and teach you Buddhism. But now you have the great way in your heart. How to learn Buddhism? If Buddhism falls into your hands, it will either turn into magic or turn into Taoism." When he said this, the Monkey King Master picked up a flower and smiled and said, "Why should I waste this time? With this skill, I might as well spend more time and translate the scriptures."

"You are honest!" Yuan Qing shook his head slightly and sighed: "But I borrowed your scriptures to observe, there is no problem!"

The Monkey Zen Master still shook his head and said, "If you have to read it, you can do it. But I have a little story here, I don't know if you want to listen."

"But it's okay!"

"By the way, it was about four or five hundred years ago! There was a monk who focused on the Buddha, chanting scriptures, meditating, and copying scriptures every day. But compared to the brothers around him, he was always one step slower, and he could not learn the essence of Buddhism. Over time, he thought of another method - burning his fingers to offer to the Buddha."

When Yuan Qingwei heard this, he vaguely guessed what Master Monkey King had misunderstood, but he did not point it out and continued to listen to him telling stories.

"For the first time, the monk burned his little finger, and that night it was a great advancement in Buddhism, almost surpassing all his brothers and sisters. But his teacher was not happy, and the monk didn't understand it very much. The Lotus Sutra says: It is better to burn fingers, even one finger, to offer to the pagoda, than to the country city, wife, and three thousand lands, mountains, forests, rivers, and various treasures, and to offer to those who offer to the country."

"The Shurangama Sutra also says: If after I die, a monk has the intention to practice Samadhi, and can burn a lamp on his body, burn a knuckle and a incense stick on his body, I say that this is a man, and his debts are paid for the timelessness, bowing to the world forever, and he will be free from all the leaks. Although he has not yet understood the supreme path of enlightenment, he has determined his mind in the Dharma. If he does not sacrifice his own small cause for this, even if he becomes inaction, he will return the rebirth and repay his debts, just like I, Mamaizheng, etc.."

"It is obviously a great merit for the Buddha to burn your fingers, but why is the teacher unhappy?"

When Zen Master Monkey said this, he looked at Yuan Qingwei and said, "Do you know why?"

Yuan Qing thought for a moment and said, "The Sutra of No Causes and Conditions says: How can one kill the sins if one only burns his body hard? It is not necessarily to make people really burn themselves to worship Buddha, or it is not necessarily to be beneficial to practice. The monk thought that the Buddhist Dharma was greatly promoted because of burning his fingers to worship Buddha, but the stomach and intestines were not because of his daily accumulation."

"Fellow Taoist indeed has a superb understanding and extensive knowledge, even the "Sutra of Never Cause and Response". We practice to transcend these three realms and six realms that are as difficult as fire hell. Why use fire to burn ourselves?"

The Zen Master of Monkey folded his hands together and sighed: "Therefore, the burning finger offering Buddha itself is not suitable for ordinary Buddhists to practice. The premise of burning finger is to maintain great compassion, ignore all kinds of sorrows and troubles during the burning process, and use this to sense the power of the Buddha."

"It's a pity that the monk didn't understand the mystery at the beginning, and he had a delusion. He always felt that his master felt that burning his fingers for the Buddha was not the right way because he didn't like him. He burned his fingers again and again. Although his supernatural powers became more and more extensive, his Buddhist essence was less and less. In the end, he was burned to the point where only one finger was left."

"At this time, the monk had the ability to penetrate the world. He went out to kill demons and subdue demons, trying to accumulate endless merits. However, he did not know that compassion was not good or bad, and as long as the other party practiced his magic power and his whole body was obscure, he would just do it. He had made a great reputation."

Yuan Qing lowered his eyes slightly. He had already guessed who the protagonist of the story was. He whispered: "I dare to ask, how did this Zen master become enlightened in the end?"

"If a murderer is always killed, the monk will kill the monks of the demon sect indiscriminately. This will naturally attract the attention of some old demon cultivators. If you have the intention to make up for it, the monk will almost die and die."

"Afterwards, although the monk survived, his magical powers were still there, and he had two or three years left. He could not use a single bit of it and was born on begging."

After hearing this, Yuan Qingwei guessed the subsequent plot and said calmly: "I think it's the Zen master who has realized the true meaning of Buddhism in these two or three years."

"Amitabha! Good! Good!" The Zen master said the Buddha's name and said a little regretfully: "At that time, I was unscrupulous, so that after the fall and out of no one helped me. In the end, I could only watch a donor who kindly brought the dough to me and fell off the cliff and died in front of me. During this period, the donor actually had the opportunity to climb up. As long as I could pull him, he could come up."

After saying that, the Monkey Zen Master sighed again: "From then on, I have achieved great enlightenment, and Buddhism has also made rapid progress. I know that the sins I committed in the past are to make a great wish to reincarnate for nine generations and accumulate millions of good deeds to repay. Now it is my eighth generation, and I have accumulated more than 800,000 in good deeds, but I still cannot repay the cause and effect of the past. Do fellow Taoists understand the greatness of it?"

"The greater the supernatural powers, the more violent the anger. If you do not have a sufficiently profound state, you will inevitably be easily subjected to backlash and eventually seek Buddha and become a demon."

Yuan Qingwei said, shook his head and said, "I appreciate the kindness of the Zen master, but I still want to ask, can I borrow Buddhist scriptures from the Zen master?"

"Oh!" The Monkey Zen Master shook his head and said, "I said in advance. If fellow Taoist Yuan is willing, he will only listen to the story of me, and he will naturally not lie. But I still hope that fellow Taoist can think carefully and must not lose the big ones because of small things, and eventually fall into magic for the sake of learning Buddhism."

"Thank you for your concern. I have a sense of my own. If the Zen master is worried, I can supervise me. It just so happens that I don't know much about the Buddhist scriptures, so I still need the Zen master's guidance."
Chapter completed!