I practice Buddhism in an escape game

After dinner, Xiang Feifan and Sang Jingming took a walk on the country road.Xiang Feifan asked Sang Jingming suddenly: "Brother Sang, do you believe that people have past lives?"

"Past life?" Sang Jingming was a little surprised, Xiang Feifei didn't seem like someone who would pay attention to his past life: "Why do you suddenly ask?"

"Probably because this world has had a big impact on me. There are gods, monsters, and the way of heaven. It seems that adding reincarnation will not violate harmony."

"Indeed, some worlds have reincarnation." Sang Jingming replied: "Most of them are some high-magic planes. These planes are in a closed state. After death, a person's soul will reincarnate according to certain rules, and then enter the next life. , so it can be said that there is a previous life. The low-magic plane is open. After death, the human soul gradually dissipates into energy in the endless planes, returns to the void, and is absorbed by each low-magic plane , give birth to a new soul, such a soul should have no previous life."

Xiang Feifei thought, the plane he lived in was indeed a low-magic plane, so where did he start with his previous life?

"Is it possible for people on the low-magic plane to have a previous life?"

"In rare cases." Sang Jingming thought for a while and said, "It may be that the soul found a new body by some kind of coincidence before it could dissipate after death. Or the high-magic plane has some soul strength. The strong people beyond their own plane escaped from the plane after death, because the strength of the soul was too high, they still did not dissipate during the long wandering, and finally fell to the low-magic plane. But such people are rare, because the energy exceeds the plane The strong ones can pass the test and enter the interstellar plane. In the interstellar, as long as your energy is not exhausted, time is almost endless."

Xiang Feifei thought about his weird SS-level skills, and thought that he might be the latter, so he asked, "Then what happened to these souls who drifted to the lower planes?"

"Not much." Sang Jingming said lightly: "Souls that exceed the body's tolerance will be completely suppressed, so they are ordinary people with good talents on the low-magic plane. If there are no accidents after this life, most of them will be Just drifting into nothingness, the soul slowly dissipates."

"En." Xiang Feifei had a solid idea in his mind.

Returning to the waiting room again, Xiang Feifan and Sang Jingming made an appointment to rest for a day before entering the next game.Then he took a rest, got up and tidied up briefly, and counted the points and props in his hand.

A time coin that can be resurrected, a one-time teleportation stone at any place.The points were used to buy a lucky bag and three food packages in the sixth level, which cost a total of 21 points.Eleven points left.Adding the ten points obtained from the sixth level, the total is [-] points.

As usual, Xiang Feifei wanted to buy a lucky bag, but found that the entire points mall was gray, and a line of prompts appeared [This task does not support mall items. 】

Fine.

Confirm the start of the task directly to Fei Fei.

Xiang Feifan entered a somewhat familiar pure white space, and at the same time remembered a small piece of memory that had been covered up.

"Xiang Feifan, we meet again." A white-clothed monk who looked exactly like him sat cross-legged in the void.

"It's you? I saw you when I acquired the skills, why did I forget?" Xiang Feifan recognized that the other party was the person who taught him the stick technique, or he himself in the previous life.

"Isn't it good to forget when it's time to forget, and to remember when it's time to remember?" the white-clothed monk asked.

"I don't think there is anything that should be forgotten. The me I am now is made up of previous experiences, and the me who lost my memory is incomplete." Xiang Feifan replied, "Are you really my past life?"

"The poor monk is a mortal." The monk in white said his name.

"You are Fan?" Xiang Feifei was a little surprised. The monk who was often talked about by Sang Jingming when we first met also called Fan: "Did you know Sang Jingming before?"

"I know." Liao Fan said, "That's why I covered up the memory of you meeting me."

"But I didn't know him then, how did you know we would meet?"

"We will meet." Liao Fan said: "When I wake up in your consciousness and know that you are in this game, I know that he will definitely let you meet."

"He?" Xiang Feifan asked, "Who?"

"Song Guichen, the boss of the Three Thousand Faces Company." Liao Fan said the name with a smile in his eyes, as if he was missing an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"It's still not right. Since we look the same, he also said that I have the same temperament as you. Why didn't he guess that I was you?" Xiang Feifei asked again.

"Now you see that we look the same because we share the same soul, but in fact, I am not like you in the previous life. As for Sang Jingming, he probably thought that my soul had returned to nothingness. In fact, I didn't expect Song Guichen to be here again. Countless low-magic planes and hundreds of millions of creatures found me and sent me into the game."

"My remaining soul energy is already very weak, so there will be a limit to the number of times you can use a skill every time, and the time for one release should not be too long. Every time you use up a skill, you will feel out of strength. What you will face later The members of the Xihe organization will be very strong, and the world will be more dangerous. I can't help you any more, so I want to send you back to the previous life, re-cultivate, and re-enlighten the Tao. When you really internalize these cultivation bases into your own , naturally it will not be restricted.”

"You were in a high-magic plane before?" Xiang Feifan said, "Why didn't you go to the interstellar, but let your soul flow to a low-magic plane?"

"This question, you will understand after this level is over." Liao Fan said: "Don't worry, just follow your own thoughts and make choices."

"Will I still be able to see you after this lock is released?" Xiang Feifei paused and said, "I just want to say, Brother Sang, if he can see you, he should be very happy."

"When you look in the mirror, what you see is me." Liao Fan laughed: "After this level, there will not be a separate 'you' and a separate 'I', because we are the same person."

Liao Fan stretched out his hand and touched Xiang Feifan's eyebrows. From his fingertips to his whole body, everything turned into a white streamer, blending into Xiang Feifan's body along the eyebrows.

Xiang Feifei felt as if he was immersed in cool water, drifting drowsily into the mighty sea of ​​time.

Xiang Feifan opened his eyes and found that his hands and feet had become very small, his body was wrapped in a small quilt, his stomach was so hungry that he could only suck his fingers to satisfy his hunger.

Xiang Feifan: "..." silently took his finger out of his mouth, a man who was already 20 years old at heart would never do such a childish thing as sucking his finger.

After waiting for a while, the door beside him opened, and two monks walked out of the door. One of them almost stepped on him and was startled: "Ah, why is there a child here?"

The other glanced at Xiang Feifan who was in the swaddle, folded his hands together and said, "Amitabha, it must be abandoned by some family, go and tell the master."

Xiang Feifei was brought into the temple in such a daze, and saw a benevolent old monk.

"It's a poor child, if you can feed him, let him stay in the temple." The old monk said to the young monk who brought him, "Liaochen, go and make some rice porridge and see if you can feed him. "

"It's Master." The monk who was called Chen turned around and went to the kitchen. After a while, he brought over half a bowl of sticky rice porridge, scooped up a spoonful, and handed it to his mouth.

Xiang Feifan honestly opened his mouth to drink the porridge. The rice porridge might be a little hot for adults, but it was very hot for the baby Xiang Feifan. Swallowing rice porridge with tears.

"Master, he drank it!" Liao Chen happily shouted at the old monk.

"En." The old monk nodded: "In this case, let him stay. Let him take care of you for the time being."

"Yes, Master."

"From now on, he will be your junior brother." The old monk said, "The Daoist is named Fan. Since he has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, I hope he can achieve the right result of cultivation and not be disturbed by the world all his life."

Xiang Feifei was left in the temple just like that. The early days were very leisurely, mainly eating and sleeping.Some simple learning tasks, such as learning to speak, walk and so on.Walking was fine, but when he was learning to speak, Xiang Feifei discovered that the language used here was different from the previous world. The reason why he could understand was because the system automatically translated for him.The same is true for the few worlds I went to before I wanted to come, and the people who met other planes.

Xiang Feifei regarded it as learning a foreign language, and it wasn't too difficult.However, he found that the learning progress required by the task was much faster than that of ordinary children, and his seniors also called him a little child prodigy.Xiang Feifan was a little surprised, why he was so smart in his previous life, but so ordinary in this life.Thinking about it later, it was probably because the energy of the soul was almost consumed during reincarnation.

At the age of three, Xiang Feifei began to practice calligraphy. The characters in this world are different from his original world, but they have a lot in common, like different branches developed from the same source.The same is true of the Buddhist teachings here, which are somewhat different but related to each other.

At the age of five, Xiang Feifei formally worshiped the old monk as his teacher. The old monk's name was Yuan Hui, and he was the abbot of the temple.Even though the temple is not big, the old monk originally practiced in the largest temple in the world and learned the highest Dharma. It was only later that he had a disagreement with his fellow disciples when he was practicing Dharma, so he came to this small place to build a temple alone. Practicing.

Xiang Feifan's daily tasks gradually became onerous, often he had to read a Buddhist scripture for a few days and recite it for half a month.During the day, I have to practice martial arts with a few senior brothers, starting with the most basic leg presses and zama stances.

And this is just the beginning. As he recites more and more Buddhist scriptures, the time given is getting less and less, and the amount of training during the day is gradually increasing. Liao Fan seems to have a good foundation in martial arts. Also faster than other brothers.

The task became boring and hard, but Xiang Feifei knew that this was something that Fan had done in his previous life, and if he wanted to inherit Fan's skills, he had to do the same.Thinking about the punishment Sang Jingming received after using skills against the rules last time, Xiang Feifei told himself in his heart that he couldn't keep hiding behind Brother Sang, and he also wanted to protect him.What can be done in the previous life can naturally be done in this life.

What makes him feel the most grinding is time, a long time with no end in sight, every day, every minute, every second is terribly real.After he entered the game, he basically never separated from Sang Jingming, but now they have been separated for five years, and there may be a long life to live in the future. The only expectation is that when Fan grows up, he will meet Sang Jingming from ten thousand years ago. , Although I know that I am not the other party in reality, but I can talk about lovesickness when I see you.

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Special note: All the content about Buddhism in this article is the author's serious nonsense.After all, this is an overhead world, and the Buddhist teachings in it are completely different from the current world. What the Buddhist classics in the present world say... I can't understand.So, reject the textual research, everyone just have fun watching it.Compare heart.