Shaolin was indeed a sect with high efficiency. After about ten minutes, a group of monks came out together. The leader was wearing a kasaya. He had a white beard and white eyebrows. He had a solemn appearance and a kind expression. He looked like an eminent monk. There were three old monks on each side.
Jun Wu Shang was half-lying on the stairs. His eyes were slightly narrowed as he crossed his legs.
"Amitabha," the leading monk came forward and said,"Abbot Xuan Ci of Shaolin Temple greets you."”
Jun Wushang didn't get up and replied indifferently,""You're welcome, you're welcome."
All the monks were furious when they saw Jun Wushang being so rude. Xu Kong was sweating profusely. He was the one who had called the abbot and all the Martial Uncles and Grandmasters over. If Jun Wushang were to play with the abbot, the Commandment Yard would be looking for him. "Benefactor, how can you be so rude?"”
Jun Wu Shang said casually,"There are three realms in life. The mountains were not mountains, and the water was not water. The mountains were still mountains, and the water was still water.”Buddha also has three realms: first, there is Buddha in the eyes, second, there is Buddha in the heart, and third, I am Buddha.”
The monks were shocked.
Jun Wu Shang thought to himself," I can't fool you with my experience on the internet."" There is Buddha in the eyes. Looking at the mountain is a sitting Buddha, looking at the pulse is a sleeping Buddha, looking at the water is a Buddha shadow, looking at the clouds is a Buddha shape; When you meet a mountain, you should worship a mountain, when you meet a water, and when you see a Buddha, you must worship to cultivate the heart of Buddha. There is Buddha in the heart: see mountains as mountains, see water as water, return to the origin, enter the world to cultivate fate, cut off illusions, and become a Buddha.
" Cut off the illusion and become a Buddha." Xuan Ci repeated, his eyes filled with confusion.
That's right, after becoming a Buddha, one would need to travel the world to save all living beings, accumulate merit, cultivate the Buddha Fruit, and ascend to the Nirvana Realm!”Jun Wu Shang added fire to the Dao
"Cultivate the Buddha Fruit and ascend to the Nirvana Realm." Xuan Ci's expression was a little dull. The few old monks behind him had their mouths wide open, and their eyes were dull, like a group of toads.
Xuan Ci was indeed the sect leader, he was the first to wake up. With a light cough, the monks recovered from their shock. Xuan Ci put his palms together and bowed."This Penniless Monk has neglected you. May I ask your name, benefactor? Who said those words just now?"
At this moment, Jun Wu Shang stood up and said,""I'm Jun Wushang. What I said just now is my understanding of life and Buddhism.”
The monks looked at Jun Wushang once again, their eyes full of respect. They immediately saw Jun Wushang's actions as the demeanor of an expert. It was obvious that he had the realm of Buddha in his heart. He had returned to his origin and didn't care about the form of an expert.
"Abbot, please invite Benefactor Jun into the temple first.”someone suggested.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Xuan Ci replied. Then, he waved his right hand and said,"Patron, please."”
Jun Wushang carried the halberd and walked into the temple. When the monks saw this, they sighed," An expert!
The sky was getting dark. Jun Wu Shang went to sleep after eating in the guest room…Xuan Ci and the other senior monks accompanied him throughout the whole process.
The night was silent.
Early the next morning, Xuan Ci led the various heads of department to ask Jun Wushang about the way to Shaolin Temple's prosperity.
Jun Wu Shang coughed twice and Xuan Ci hurriedly asked the novice monk to serve him a bowl of tea. Jun Wushang took the teacup and took a sip. He moistened his throat and continued to speak," The Buddhist scriptures are profound and profound. You need to study them carefully to gain something. If we want to completely understand a classic, we might not be able to complete it even if we spend our entire lives. Does the abbot agree with these words?”Jun Wushang asked Xuan Ci.
"Benefactor Jun is right. Every scripture of our Buddhist Sect is profound and profound. Even if we spend our entire lives, we wouldn't dare to say that we completely understand it.”
"Senior Abbot is right." Qiao Feng's master, Xuan Ku, hurriedly echoed.
"All the masters have to spend their entire lives studying a classic, and they still don't dare to say that they are proficient in it. How can the people understand?”Jun Wu Shang said.
"What should we do then?" the monks discussed.”
Xuan Ci coughed and said,"Almsgiver Jun, you actually thought of it? There must be a solution?"”
Jun Wu Shang picked up the bundle on the bed and slowly opened it. He took out a yellow book and said to the abbot,""This book is my many years of hard work. The solution is also in this book. When this book spreads throughout the world, it will be the day when Buddhism will flourish.”
Xuan Ci took the yellow book and said carefully,""Then I'll take my leave first." All the monks took their leave.
After Jun Wushang saw that everyone had left, he remembered how Xuan Ci looked like he had found a treasure when he received the book and laughed out loud.
In the abbot's meditation room, all the senior monks of Shaolin Temple were gathered here. A young novice monk was reading a yellow book, and the senior monks listened with great interest. After a long time, the little monk finally finished reading the book with his dry mouth and tongue. Xuan Ci took a deep breath and said in admiration,""This Supreme Scholar is truly a peerless genius and a great master of his generation. This book was narrated in a new form, which could be said to have created a literary system. What was even rarer was that the supreme layman had a deep Buddhist nature. This Journey to the West is truly the most sacred book of Buddhism.”
The group of monks echoed one after another. Xuan Tong, the head of Dharma Yard, looked excited."Senior Martial Brother Abbot, Senior Martial Brothers, this book is broad and profound, and it contains everything. We should let the monks study it immediately.”
Xuan Ci saw Xuan Nan's worried expression and asked,""Why does Junior Brother look so worried?"
Xuan Nan replied," I don't know where this Supreme Scholar came from. I saw that his steps were steady, his breathing was even, and his internal energy was profound. But the strange thing is that I've never heard of this person in the martial arts world. I wonder why he came to Shaolin?”
Xuan Ji did not think much of it." Senior Brother, you're worrying too much. Judging from the words and deeds of the Supreme Scholar, he's a man of profound morality." The Jianghu was huge, and there were countless capable people. It was not surprising that he had never heard of them.”
In the end, Xuan Ci made the final decision. First, he ordered everyone to copy it. Gather some literary monks to study the third method: order some young novices to recite it and then spread it to the world. Xuan Ci would personally ask Jun Wushang why he had come.
The next day, Jun Wu Shang toured the Shaolin Temple under Xuan Ci's lead. If the people in the martial world saw the current appearance of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, they would probably be so shocked that their eyes would fall out. Xuan Ci's face was smiling like a flower as he introduced them in detail. On the other hand, Jun Wu Shang's expression was indifferent and he had the demeanor of an expert.
During the tour, Xuan Ci said to Jun Wu Shang,""You created a wonderful Buddhist book, Journey to the West, and gave it to Shaolin. If you have any requests, Shaolin will grant them.”
Jun Wushang was happy, but he said calmly,""I have no requests, but I have always been interested in Buddhist scriptures. I heard that the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library has a rich collection. I wonder if you can let me take a look?”
Xuan Ci frowned slightly and looked troubled. There were seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin in the Sutra Library, and many people coveted them. Although the Sutra Depository was not restricted to monks from the temple, there were not many outsiders who had entered the Sutra Depository since the establishment of the Shaolin Temple. The temple's rules did not state that one could not enter the Sutra Depository. Therefore, Xuan Ci had no reason to stop Jun Wu Shang from going to the Sutra Depository. If he insisted on not letting him go, it would seem that the Shaolin Temple was stingy. Moreover, Jun Wu Shang's body had profound internal strength. He was obviously an expert, so he was in a dilemma.
Jun Wushang saw Xuan Ci's expression and knew what he was thinking,""I have traveled around since I was young, looking for various books to write 'Journey to the West'. However, many of the Buddhist scriptures were dictated by different people and are extremely messy. Therefore, he wanted to study more so that he could create new works in the future to further expand the Buddhist Sect.”
Xuan Ci was also tempted when she heard about the Buddhist Sect. Moreover, what Jun Wushang said made sense. He was only reading Buddhist scriptures and not martial arts scriptures."Please follow me."
Xuan Ci took Jun Wushang to the entrance of the Sutra Depository and left. The abbot was busy with his work. Xuan Ci also kept an eye out and sent a second-generation disciple of the Hui generation (Hui Xin) to lead the way for Jun Wushang.
Huixin led Jun Wu Shang to the second floor of the Scripture Depository. He put his palms together and said,""All the Buddhist scriptures are collected on the second floor, and most of them are the only ones that have been passed down since ancient times. The Buddhist scriptures on the first floor were all carved on boards, and there were only dozens of them for the monks to study.”He paused for a moment and pointed at the desks by the window."Scholar, you can study the scriptures here. The scriptures on the second floor are not allowed to be taken out of the Sutra Library.”
"I see. Thank you for waiting here, Master." Jun Wu Shang said.”
Jun Wu Shang pretended to look through the Buddhist scriptures, so he found the Diamond Sutra, Hanshe Sutra, and many other scriptures, including the purpose of this trip, the Lankaya Sutra. He gently relaxed his breath and adjusted the internal energy that was surging in his body due to his emotions. He picked up the Lankaya Sutra and read it. He casually flipped through it and saw a piece of parchment in the crack of the infusion:
When you raise your hand, you must have a certain direction. Starting action is not up to oneself, but to carefully understand, with people's movement, with the song on the extension, do not lose not top. Don't stretch or shrink yourself. He has strength, I also have strength, I have strength first. He is powerless, I am powerless, my mind is still in the first place. Always be on your guard. Where to go, where to use the heart, must not lose not top to seek information. Remember that there is no quietness, and quietness must be as quiet as a mountain. He is strong, let him be strong, the breeze blows the hills. There was no place that did not move, and when it moved, it would move like a river. He would do whatever he wanted, and the moon would shine on the river…
There was indeed Nine Yang Divine Skill in the Lengguan Sutra. Jun Wu Shang suppressed the excitement in his heart and memorized it.
For the next few days, Jun Wu Shang went to the Scripture Depository every day to read other scriptures to avoid suspicion. Ten days later, Jun Wushang bid farewell to the Shaolin monks and left the Shaolin Temple. On the way, Jun Wu Shang placed the Ghost God Halberd into the magical treasure in his mind, the Mirage Sea. The Mirage Sea had a storage space of about 10 square meters.
It was raining heavily…on the mountain path of the Young Temple. "This time, I have to comprehend it by myself. I can't absorb it directly like before. I don't know how my comprehension is, so I'll find a quiet place first.”Jun Wu Shang thought as he walked.
Suddenly, a person flew out from the bushes beside the mountain path. His hand moved like lightning, and the wind from his fingers went straight for Jun Wushang's two acupoints, the Central Mansion and the Divine Treasure. Jun Wu Shang was distracted and didn't have time to react. He was about to be hit. Relying on his instinct of killing many times, he dodged the attack with a Donkey Roll. " Eh?" The person who came might not have expected that his sneak attack would fail, so he stood there in surprise and did not move.
Jun Wu Shang finally saw who it was. He was wearing a grey monk robe and a black mask. The strange thing was that the rain was heavy, but there was no rain on the man's clothes. It was clean.
"Who are you? " Why did you ambush me?" Jun Wushang asked angrily. This is Murong Bo? Or Xiao Yuanshan?
"This old man would like to invite Scholar Supreme for a gathering.”The grey-robed man felt that it was impossible for Jun Wu Shang to escape with his martial arts, so he was not in a hurry to attack.
Jun Wu Shang heard the words of the grey-robed man and knew that this person must be Murong Bo. "Please?" he mocked. So this is how you invite people. Your Excellency's work is indeed extraordinary.”
Murong Bo did not get angry. He cupped his fists and bowed."The Supreme Scholar was able to create a peerless book,'Journey to the West'. He must be a peerless genius.”
Jun Wushang felt bitter in his heart. He had written Journey to the West for the Nine Yang Divine Skill and to form a good relationship with Shaolin Temple. He had to know that the number one expert of the Heavenly Dragon Dimension was sweeping the Shaolin Temple. He did not expect to attract Murong Bo.
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