The Buddha also said: The past mind cannot be obtained, the present mind cannot be obtained, and the future mind cannot be obtained.

The Buddha also said: All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and illusions, like dew and lightning, and should be viewed in this way.

Therefore, a master who truly respects the Buddha, never suffocates external things, but regards all colors as empty.

If you don’t hear or ask, don’t speak or be famous, how many Zen masters can really achieve this level?

In the blessed land of Shaolin in the sky, its central mountain range is called Lingshan, and the one built by Lingshan is Leiyin Baoshen.

A furnace of sandalwood turned into pieces of dusk mist and rose into the sky, as if it had become a colorless sky.

For the first time in a thousand years, a sound came from the Great Leiyin Temple, but there was a sigh of regret.

"Oh, World Honored One, it's easy to leave..."

"I...compassionate..."

The voice of mercy in majesty resounded throughout this blessed land.

The sad emotions began to spread to all directions, centered on the Daleiyin Temple.

At this moment, all the monks who were walking on the earth and practicing Zen stopped and stopped the scriptures.

And in the originally quiet Great Leiyin Temple, a whistling sound of prayer erupted.

Listening to the sound, it seemed that only one person was praying for something.

But the voice of that person made the entire blessed land shake!

At this moment, all the devout Buddhist children shed tears.

At this moment, they knew that the previous generation of holy monks had been destroyed, and the contemporary holy monks who were positioned as successors also broke the silent meditation that had been practicing for thousands of years!

However, no one will blame the new generation of holy monks in his heart. This is not only because of the respect from inheritance, but because they are also infected by the sadness, and they also emerge with a faint despair.

How can we easily achieve it without stagnation in things? All dharmas are empty and Kan is broken, and it is Buddha. If Kan is not broken, it is for tens of millions of years. What is the use?

But if the Kan is broken, it is originally a Buddha, so what else do you need to practice? This is a vicious cycle that has troubled generations of holy monks...

Lingshan, in Leiyin Temple.

Kashya showed deep pain, looking at the thin old monk sitting cross-legged in front of him, singing the mantra of rebirth that he had not recited for more than a thousand years.

After a thousand years of practice, one day it was destroyed. What Kashyapa felt heartbroken was not the half-dispersed cultivation, but the road ahead was vast.

Nirvana and rebirth are simple to say.

In fact, this is just the saying that the Buddhist sect beautifies the lay Buddhists after the beautification of the doctrine.

Indeed, if one practices hard for a lifetime, one will probably be able to be reborn in the next life, and even have better qualifications. But before ignoring the mystery in the fetus, the reincarnated person is actually a newborn individual with no remaining consciousness in the past.

What is the difference between this and dissipation in this life?

Kashyapa didn't know whether his master, the previous holy monk "Sakya", could leave a little immortality in his reincarnation, but he saw with his own eyes how such a great holy monk died in front of him.

Kashyapa, the Buddha's heart is shaken.

"No! I am Sakyamuni!"

Suddenly, Kashyapa stopped chanting the scriptures and said firmly to himself.

Every generation of saint monks, or sect masters in the sky, all inherited the name of Sakyamuni, but they were the meaning of everyone to become a Buddha and everyone to be a Tathagata.

Before Kan and break all appearances, this book is a bit self-deception, but it is the only way to solidify the original mind.

For example, Kashyapa, now because it should be said that it is Sakyamuni, he regained his confidence.

As Lingshan Sakyamuni stopped singing, the monks on the earth wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes and continued their interrupted movements with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened just now.

This Buddha land is no longer turbulent and returns to its original weather.

Zen sounds, fragrance lingers...

............

"Chu Xiang" looked at Saga, as if he had been looking at it for a long time, or just glanced at it.

Shaka opened her eyes and saw "Chu Xiang" who would arrive at some time, but her eyes were clear.

He didn't ask because he was re-editing meditation.

Shaka didn't know when the man came. Maybe he had only been here for a while, maybe he had been here for a long time.

For a true Buddhist master, there is no big difference between a blink of an eye or a thousand years.

"You are very good, it's a pity, but it's not 'Sakya'."

This is the first sentence "Chu Xiang" said, which is a bit confusing. However, Shakyamuni was shocked when he heard this.

Sakyamuni said nothing.

Silence continues in silence.

"I didn't expect that this blessed land would be completely controlled by you, and it was impossible."

The plain tone seemed to be saying a fact. That tone, with a strange determination, is impossible, it is impossible.

Sakyamuni continued to remain silent.

He has regarded "Chu Xiang" as the opponent of the Buddha, the demon.

“Get in, or die.”

"Chu Xiang" pointed to his side. There was originally a row of candlelights, but now it was replaced by a floating "illusion".

It seemed to be an extremely peaceful and peaceful world, with white light everywhere and warmth.

Shaka stared at the narrowing and twisted illusion, and for a moment, he realized that it was a real world.

Lowering his head, Sakyamuni was silent.

There he felt the breath closer to the Buddha.

"I am Kashyapa."

Looking at "Chu Xiang" solemnly, his eyes seemed to contain some inexplicable emotion. This was the first sentence Kashyapa said. After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the world without fear or regret.

"Chu Xiang" murmuredly looked at Kashyapa's back, which was gradually swallowed by the white light, and said indifferently: "Actually, I know Sakyamuni, but I am not Tathagata."

Unfortunately, Kashyapa couldn't hear these words...

............

Chu Xiang came to the wonderland Luofu, stopped at a beach with undulating tides, and felt the silent sea like stagnant water.

The ocean should give birth to life.

But this ocean does not have any breath of life.

Silt, water flow, stone and soil.

Withered palm trees stand erect by the sea, but they are no longer as tall as before.

The shriveled aquatic plants are still rising and falling with the waves, but they are gone from the fish and shrimp that they usually play.

In the wonderful realm of abundant spiritual energy, such a complete silence is so shocking.

Flying in the sky, looking at the withered fields.

Chu Xiang, speechless.

This time, the true body seems to be more thorough...

............

There was a wave in the air, as if transparent glass was broken. Circles of ripples rippled towards the center of the ripples, a fair plain hand stretched out of thin air...

Stepping on the floating clouds, Chu Xiang stared at the bottom. Here was a large mountain range.

This mountain range is called "Prajna Sea" by local people, which means the Sea of ​​Wisdom.

The mountains are covered with mountains, looking down high, and they are like waves. It is not an exaggeration to say that.

But the word wisdom cannot be seen in this place where mushrooms and hairs drink blood.

But Chu Xiang understood that just before he could rest, there was a wonderful Buddha realm here - Shaolin in the sky.

"Well, I didn't even leave any scum for me."

The spiritual consciousness swept across thousands of mountains, and Chu Xiang simply left with his sleeves. His calm expression could not tell his joy or anger.

The ten blessed lands disappeared all the time. Except for the original Qingcheng, Piaomiao, there are still disciples who survive now, and there are no other root hair left.

He believed that the three high-ranking three roads should have some movements.

The power of the three paths cannot be the same as the Nine Gates, after all, the source of inheritance is different.

Of course, if the true body is willing to take action, believing that destroying these three Taoist priests is like cutting melons and vegetables, and doing it with ease.

But Chu Xiang understood that there was not so much free lunch in the world.

It is not without scruples when acting in a true form.

Then, next, he has to face the challenges with his own strength, which is naturally a brand new force!
Chapter completed!