Taoist chanting

The fragrant mist and birds are blown away by the mountain wind in the warm spring.

Zhang Wenfeng recited the "Taishang's Wonderful Sutra of Rescuing Suffering and Exorcising Sins" three times, and planted the remaining incense on the ground.

The monk also completed the practice of transcendence, picked up the five-foot green bamboo stick stuck in the ground, and the other two remnant treasures, and stretched out his hands to invite them. The two walked down the mountain and walked towards Biyi Peak not far away.

"The sprite called "Qing Dai" was the original guardian of Dayuan Temple. More than 500 years ago, when the aura ebbed and flowed, he took advantage of the time when all the monks in Daliang went to Duxian Island and his strength was empty. Looted several temples, causing countless deaths and injuries... This is a disaster that cannot be publicized, and it is normal that you have not heard of it, fellow Daoist."

The monk was quite talkative, and said with a smile: "He knows that he can escape for a while, but he can't escape forever. He lurked in the Yu'ao Ridge of the ups and downs. I became a mountain god. I was ordered to search in the wild, and found some clues, so I made a secret investigation in this area, so I became attached to fellow Taoists."

Some things are inconvenient for outsiders to explain in detail, so the monk briefly mentioned them.

It can be regarded as an explanation of the reason why he has been lingering nearby.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the green and jasper bamboo stick in the monk's hand, and said, "Master, don't you go to Yu'ao Ridge to search for the treasures lost in the temple? Rescue the mortals raised in captivity on Yu'ao Ridge?"

What are you doing with me?

The young monk shook his head: "The Taoist priest calls me 'Fayuan', or he can be a monk. I don't know what to call the priest?"

"Zhang Wenfeng, I have met Master Fayuan."

"Fa Yuan has met Daoist Zhang."

The young monk patted the green bamboo stick lightly, and said: "The treasures that Qing Dai laundered were mainly used to survive the ebb and flow of spiritual energy, and most of them were used up, and the rest were in this portable treasure. I was bewitched by others... I have this green bamboo stick, so I can go back to my errands, as for mortals who don’t need monks to save me, life is too short, so it’s not the same there?”

He wanted to use Buddhism to influence Qing Dai to go back with him, but in the end he decided to use force to solve the problem.

It took a detour and made him think about many of his previous doubts, and it was an unexpected harvest.

Zhang Wenfeng turned his head and glanced at the monk. Such strange and irresponsible remarks did not seem to be in line with the status of a monk?

According to the normal script, the monk should go to the bandit's lair, rescue all the mortals, climb mountains and wade through the water and fire and return to Great Liang.

The Great Liang Dynasty was a dynasty divided by various forces. Buddhism, Shamanism, Truth, and Confucianism were mixed. Among them, Buddhism and Shamanism were the main ones. There were internal disputes.

He didn't know what the monk had experienced when he was in pain?

The monk can be regarded as the most powerful character who can resolve the backlash of "breaking the precept" in a short time.

"Master, your task is completed, we have also talked about it, don't let it go, the road is far away, there will be a period later!"

Zhang Wenfeng clasped his hands and said, although the monk didn't see any malice in him, he didn't want to get involved with the monk, what kind of plot is this guy talking about?

The monk said with a smile: "Zhang Daoist, you have a heart disease, and something is wrong deep in your soul. Do you have the idea that 'all living beings are ants, all illusory, and have nothing to do with me'? It's just the last two days. I happen to have this experience, and I can talk to Zhang Daochang with you I hope Daoist Zhang will not refuse the monk's kindness."

Zhang Wenfeng's face remained calm, the monk's stone stirred up a thousand waves, and his heart was turbulent.

Although he eliminated the discomfort caused by sitting for two months and blending with the tree consciousness through chanting, he felt that something was vaguely wrong in his heart, and he saw everything with a kind of detachment and indifference.

I thought that the influence had not been completely eliminated. I thought about walking on the road, chanting scriptures and doing homework, and the hidden dangers gradually disappeared.

How could he not be surprised when a monk who met twice pointed out that there was a flaw in his cultivation?

The two looked at each other, one was smiling like ripples in a clear spring, and the other was calm and deep with murderous intent.

The donkey yelled "uh ah" at the top of its throat.

"Guanzhu, why don't you listen to what the monk said? Don't you often say, 'The stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade', regardless of whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, why not learn from it?"

The donkey was very worried, and it also felt that something was wrong with the temple master.

Chapter 436 What do you think?

The two looked at each other for a long time, Zhang Wenfeng thought about it a few times, and suddenly smiled and said, "Monk, do you think 'all living beings are equal', or 'below yourself, all living beings are ants?'"

There are hidden traps in the monk's words, just like the psychic masters who set up stalls in the common world, who say some ambiguous words that can be matched no matter how you think, those who are inexperienced or have troubles are often fooled, thinking that they have met tall man.

He has only been promoted for two months with a special method, and his breath is slightly unstable. The monk's cultivation level is higher than his, and he is experienced, so it is not surprising to see some problems.

The monk is proud and arrogant, and occasionally has illusory thoughts.

Especially when the realm is unstable, there are even more disturbing thoughts. They all belong to the tempering on the road of practice, and each has its own method to get back to the original.

The monk tried to trap him with universally applicable words, so he countered with clever words.

"All living things are suffering, only self-surrender!"

Thinking about it, the monk put his hands together and said solemnly, knowing that he had met his opponent.

He can't follow the correct answer of "all beings are equal" that the other party wants him to choose, otherwise the arguments will be endless, with too many pitfalls in it, and he will know some rhetorical routines that are difficult to justify.

For thousands of years, Buddhist scriptures have called "all living beings are equal", but has it been achieved?

He simply avoided answering and started anew with unmistakable words.

Zhang Wenfeng cast a contemptuous look at the monk, it turned out to be a silver-like pewter tip, he thought too much and dared not accept the move after being frightened by him, a wise man would worry too much, but that was all, so he replied: "God's will is impermanent, let nature take its course."

Ending the debate with Taoism also shows his attitude towards Xinjie.

Now that he found the problem, he gradually figured it out in a safe way, and he didn't worry that he couldn't solve it.

Haste makes waste, and the mood of sewing can't be rushed.

The monk accepts it when he sees it well, no longer plays tricks, and bows with palms together: "A conversation with you is better than reading a hundred volumes of scriptures."

The two had a verbal confrontation, hiding a storm, and the donkey heard something wrong, look at this, look at that, two human gods were talking and laughing, Yan Yan seemed to turn hostility into friendship again, only he was in the dark and didn't know why.

It sighed silently, forget it, just be a little follower when you fall behind.

Getting along with these smart guys, I don't understand anything, and I feel tired.

Can't you speak human words? !

After chatting for a while to calm down, Zhang Wenfeng said: "Master's Dharma is profound, exterminating evil spirits is only a matter of flipping, and the small way is so admirable. May I ask Master, are you taking the road of escapism?"

"Unable to be praised by the Taoist priest, the little monk is not good at fighting, and he is chased and ran around every time. Fortunately, he has several treasures to protect him. This time he was forced to break the precepts and walked half of the way to escape, and he had to start another way again. , Little monk is unlucky."

The monk didn't hide it, he said it was unlucky, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Zhang Wenfeng pretended not to understand the monk's complaints. He and the monk were neither close nor close, and he was not taken advantage of. He would definitely not meddle in the entanglement between the monk and the bandits.

The monk in front of him is indeed a master who has reached the third level of consummation. He is walking away from the ordinary road, and he is only a foot away from the fourth level.

He cupped his hands and complimented: "Master breaks down and then stands up, how can he know that it is not a blessing? The road ahead will be smoother."

"Haha, the Taoist priest is very good at talking, getting along with the Taoist priest is like a spring breeze, like drinking sweet wine, and the little monk is even more reluctant to leave. No matter what, I have to stay with the Taoist priest for a few more days. It is a great blessing in life to have another confidant on the way of practice."

The monk followed the pole and posted it. After breaking the precepts, his face was even worse than before, and his temper also changed. He said: "The three sects of the Shi family are 'hard work, asceticism, and hard work'. Before I became a monk, I went through ups and downs. After becoming an ascetic monk, the road to practice was smooth, until this time when I encountered the crisis of breaking the precepts, I realized that I was actually suitable for a "ascetic monk" who practiced personally, and there was still time to change my course and withdraw."

Zhang Wenfeng probably knew that Buddhism is also divided into schools of practice, just like Taoism is divided into three main lines of alchemy, talismans, and spells, and a trinity. Among them, alchemy, talismans, and spells are divided into countless schools, and so on.

He listened to the monk explaining something to him without interjecting further questions.

Waiting for the monk to reveal the purpose of following him, without explaining clearly, without persuading him, how to become a fellow?Parting ways is more or less the same.

"There is a Confucian saying that is true, 'Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles'. The little monk has traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Daliang Dynasty, and wants to travel to Da'an. Walking with the Taoist priest can save a lot of troubles in customs clearance. I don’t know. Can you have the beauty of an adult?"

The monk smiled and said, seeing that Daoist Zhang didn't talk to him, he had no choice but to say: "I want to go with you as a company and go to Da'an Chao Chongzhou to find a secret place. After so many years, I don't know if that dilapidated secret place exists?"

Zhang Wenfeng asked: "Isn't it feasible for Master to partner with others?"

In Chongzhou, he does not reject it. If it is in other places in the wild, he will definitely refuse it without any discussion.

He went to two places in the secret realm. Although he was curious, he didn't have to enter.

When the monk heard the joke, he said with a smile: "Master Dao, you have no bad karma, and Mu Xing's physique is suitable for opening the secret realm. Otherwise, the monk won't be brazen enough to pester you again and again. The secret realm is similar to the Caomuling secret realm, and it is not very dangerous. Let the monk go in and get it." For the same item, the Taoist may have another chance to harvest it."

He didn't say in a big way that there must be a chance.

Some words can be nonsense, but you can't talk nonsense when it comes to great opportunities.

Zhang Wenfeng thought about it, but he couldn't think of one that was similar to the Caomuling secret realm?

The four major secret realms recorded in the classics have not yet been opened and revealed. The other incomplete secret realm information is in the hands of the major sects, or some experts know it, so it will not be easily leaked.

Lu Xin'er, who was staying in the tree house on the donkey's back, suddenly sent a voice transmission: "Monastery, the monk may be talking about the 'Blessed Water Pond'. It is similar to the secret land of Cao Muling. It is in the process of collapse, and it is not very dangerous. It should be the clear water. Tang Fudi."

Zhang Wenfeng asked Lu Xin'er a few words through voice transmission, and after knowing it well, he said, "Master, do you want to enter the blessed land of Bishuitang?"

It doesn't matter if he doesn't know, it's the same if Xiao Jingmei knows.

The monk was stunned. He spent a lot of time figuring out the whereabouts of one of the entrances and exits of Bishuitang blessed land. No one told him. Can Taoist Zhang guess this?He nodded and said, "It's the blessed land of Bishuitang, what does the Taoist priest think?"

"Okay, after I visit a friend, I will have a walk with the master."

"Within two months, we must get to the place, otherwise it will be a waste of time."

The monk hastened to give a few words, but he will not say the specific location for the time being.

Zhang Wenfeng agreed to come down, there was plenty of time, and he would not delay the itinerary of several places he had booked.

The monk was in a good mood. He encountered poisonous insects and little monsters in the bushes and woods on the road and attacked them. He used exquisite magic to move them aside.

Some things are deeply rooted in my heart and cannot be easily changed.

Chapter 437

That night, they had a rest in the cave on the mountainside of Biyi Peak, each had homework to do, and they were not in a hurry.

On the second day, the sun was rising, and the monk came out from the opposite cave. He changed into a clean gray robe with a faint scent of incense on his body. He greeted Zhang Guanzhu who had changed into Taoist robes. He smelled the smell of alcohol on the donkey and took a look. He smashed his mouth and said: "I have not known the taste of wine for many years, can you get a bowl of wine for the monk to taste?"

He is a self-acquaintance, he was on the road yesterday afternoon, and he had a few words with the little ghost hiding in the tree house on the donkey's back.

Except for Lu Xin'er, the other two little spirits were shy and did not speak to the monk.

The donkey had already practiced sword energy all morning by the method of watching the bishop, and it was quite fruitful. Hearing the strange request from the monk, it grinned and shook its neck, and a jar of three catties of unopened mud flew out of its carrying basket. Drinking water, he said to the viewer with a strange attitude: "Can monks drink? How did I remember that monks can't drink."

The monk reached out to take the wine jar. He seemed to have guessed the donkey's doubts. He laughed and said, "Before the monk became a monk, he was a butcher in the market. It was not uncommon for him to drink heavily and eat meat. After nearly 20 years of precepts, he didn't even know about meat." smell."

He doesn't shy away from his background at all. Shi Jia said that he put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately. He has put down the butcher's knife for almost 20 years, but instead broke the precepts and took another path.

Skillfully slapped the mud seal open, unscrewed the Tao plug, opened his mouth and sucked lightly.

A stream of clear wine flew out from the mouth of the altar and fell into the monk's mouth, "Gudong Gudong" took two sips.

The monk wiped the wine from his mouth, shook his head and said, "It doesn't taste like it used to. Alas, breaking the precepts is not fun at all." Put it back in the donkey basket.

Some relapses, and it is impossible to start all over again.

The donkey exclaimed: "My good boy, the monk is quite old, I didn't notice it."

Zhang Wenfeng has been observing the monk, "The monk does not speak of his name, and the Tao does not ask about his life." The monk seems to have completely let go of the precepts, and even told his own background. The monk really didn't understand, and he didn't understand it on purpose.

"The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remains."

"Uh……"

The monk listened to Daoist Zhang's peculiar comforting words, and he was stunned for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and laughed, laughing unscrupulously, tears came out after laughing.

The donkey moved away from the crazy monk so as not to frighten the elf in the tree house.

With its current ability, it can use lightning to protect the little spirits on its back, preventing them from being harmed easily.

The monk wiped away the tears on his face, and returned to normal. He looked at the Taoist priest with a calm face beside him who seemed to be surprised, and said, "Daoist Zhang, you have the roots of Buddhism, why don't you follow the monk to Tianshan Temple? By ten years..."

Zhang Wenfeng interrupted: "Monk, please respect yourself, don't disturb my Dao heart."

Those who are evil and moral will be punished!

Regardless of whether the monk was intentional or unintentional, he categorically gave a warning that this kind of thing should not be allowed to happen.

Taoism and Confucianism are close because they are more complementary and less antagonistic, while Taoism and Buddhism are more antagonistic, and there is a fundamental conflict. Although the two monks will not meet and beat life and death, they can refute it , verbal disputes are common.

The monk clasped his hands together and confessed his guilt, then turned his head and said to the donkey, "Your voice is loud and full of energy. I have a Buddhist exercise that suits you very well. It's called 'Vajra Lion Roar'. Would you like to learn it?"

He couldn't just give the donkey the benefits of a word of enlightenment from Taoist Zhang.

They don't need to pay back the money they owe. In their eyes, worldly money is like dung, but the kindness owed must be rewarded.

If the donkey is unwilling to learn, his favor should be repaid.

The donkey looked at the Lord with its eyes, and now it is very careful when dealing with the monk. This bald donkey looks honest, but in fact it is cunning. It is worried about being sold by the monk and is still counting the money for the monk.

Seeing the master smiling and nodding, agreeing that he could learn the monk's exercises, the donkey brayed and was very interested in learning the "King Kong Lion's Roar" with the monk. This name sounds very powerful.

The monk taught the donkey how to breathe and howl with the mantra through sound transmission. After three times, the donkey was allowed to practice on the sidelines. He said to Zhang Guanzhu who was watching: "Donkey Daoist is very talented, you have learned it so quickly."

He really didn't expect the donkey to be so smart that he could draw inferences from one instance to another, and in a short period of time he learned the practice method of the Vajra Lion's Roar and transformed it into the use of demon power. Even if it is not performed with Buddhist skills, its power cannot be underestimated.

Zhang Wenfeng heard the high-pitched and pitch-changing donkey's loud voice, roaring out six different inflection sounds, but felt it was very noisy, and said with a smile: "It's the master who taught it well."

The ears of the two were not clean, and they were disturbed by the noise of the donkey. The two were patient enough, but they were not affected. They talked and laughed happily on the road.

The little ghost on the donkey's back used melodious music to dilute the noise, and the journey was still lively.