Am I dead? Tang Zhong asked himself. It seemed to be true because he couldn't even feel his own body. After eating the sarira of Tang Xuanzang, Tang Zhong fainted. When he woke up, he found himself in his current state.
Tang Zhong's current state was very strange. He felt as if he was in a void, and his surroundings were boundless. White clouds covered all his senses. No matter how he walked, his surroundings were always a vast expanse of white, making him extremely depressed.
What am I now? A strange feeling surged in Tang Zhong's heart. Could it be that he had become a ghost? No, it can't be. I just ate the sarira, not poison. How could I become a ghost?
Tang Zhong was not a person who would give up easily. All kinds of cruel tests in the 21st century surged through his mind. All kinds of unimaginable difficulties were overcome by him. The situation before him was no longer good. He firmly believed that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely succeed. If he did not succeed, it could only mean that his efforts were not enough.
It was also with the support of this belief that Tang Zhong persisted bitterly until one day, his efforts finally bore fruit. He finally walked to the boundary of the white fog. It was an existence like a plastic film, but it was more elastic and sticky. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the boundary of this film. Tang Zhong was so angry that he cursed repeatedly, but there was nothing he could do.
Suddenly, a voice appeared in the void,""Who are you?"
Tang Zhong was stunned. He was first shocked and then delighted. He shouted,"My name is Tang Zhong. Who are you?"
"This poor monk's Buddhist name is Xuanzang. Why are you hiding in my Spirit Sea?" the voice replied.”
"What? You are Tang Xuanzang?" Tang Zhong was shocked." Are you the Tang Sanzang who went to the Western Heaven to get scriptures?”
After pondering for a moment, the voice replied,""This poor monk is Tang Sanzang, who has been ordered by the Tang King to go to the Western Heaven to obtain scriptures. Benefactor Tang, why are you in my Spirit Sea?”
"What is the Spirit Sea?" Tang Zhong asked.
Tang Sanzang replied," When a person is born, his mind is in a state of confusion. He doesn't know where he is. It is the Spirit Sea. Through various practices, a space will gradually be opened up in the Spirit Sea. This isolated space is the so-called Spiritual Altar. Only those who have the Spiritual Altar can control their own actions. Benefactor, in front of you is the boundary of this poor monk's spiritual altar, which is where the so-called mental defense is.”
"Master Sanzang, can you let me enter your spiritual altar?" Tang Zhongxi asked.”
" You are now in my Spirit Sea," Tang Sanzang said." I naturally have the ability to let you enter my spiritual altar. But I don't know your identity, so I can't let you enter at will."”
"Motherf * cker!" Tang Zhong cursed in anger." If you don't let me go, I'll think of a way to get out myself!”
"Good!" Tang Sanzang said," It's up to you then, benefactor. How can the mental defense that I've cultivated for more than twenty years be broken so easily?" This Penniless Monk knows that you must be this Penniless Monk's inner demon, so all the more I can't let you disturb this Penniless Monk's spiritual altar!”
“fuck! Who is your inner demon!" Tang Zhong cursed.
Tang Sanzang didn't understand English, so he seemed to have thought of something and muttered,""F * ck? That's right, as long as you have the Dharma in your heart, you can definitely overcome your inner demons and improve your cultivation. This Penniless Monk has learned a lot.”
Tang Zhong fainted and was speechless.
Tang Zhong and Tang Sanzang got to know each other in this way. Tang Zhong still tried his best to escape from Tang Sanzang's Spirit Sea, but every time, there was no improvement. Tang Sanzang would also come over to communicate with Tang Zhong from time to time, trying to "enlighten" his inner demons. Tang Zhong would also take this opportunity to explain to Tang Sanzang and persuade him to let him out. Neither of them could convince the other, so they could only maintain the stalemate.
After listening to Master Sanzang preach the Buddhist Dharma every day, Tang Zhong gained a lot of understanding of his own situation. According to the theory Tang Sanzang had learned, when a person was born, their soul was boundless and without any support. They were muddleheaded and did not know where they were. In other words, they were in the Spirit Sea. Gradually, through all kinds of practice and training, a clear and comfortable space would be opened up in the Spirit Sea and isolated from the surroundings. This isolated space was the so-called spiritual altar. People with spiritual altars could have their own thoughts and control their own actions. Only then could they be considered a complete person. A state like Tang Zhong's could only be considered a wandering soul.
In fact, there was nothing else in the spiritual altar except for his three souls and six spirits. These three souls and six spirits controlled all of his actions. It could be seen that the biggest difference between a wandering soul and a soul was whether there was a "spiritual altar" to live in. Based on this theory, as long as the wandering soul was powerful enough, it was not impossible for it to rush into the spiritual altar of others and drive away their souls. It was just that it was not easy to enter the spiritual altar of others because there was a layer called the heart defense between the spiritual sea and the spiritual altar. It was also the layer of sticky substance that Tang Zhong encountered that could forcefully block the invasion of the outside world. Even after entering, the wandering souls 'abilities would be greatly reduced. It was easy to imagine how difficult it would be to chase away the three souls and six spirits of the main body.
However, there was still a chance, especially for wandering souls like Tang Zhong who had already entered the spiritual sea of others. The possibility of entering the spiritual altar was very high, because generally speaking, everyone's mental defense was flawed. This flaw was called "persistence" in Buddhism. Joy, anger, sorrow, thought, sadness, fear, and shock were the seven emotions. The four aspects of self, human, living beings, and longevity were all so-called "persistence". If a person was obsessed with one of them, a flaw would appear in the mental defense. How many people in the world could not be bound by the seven emotions and six desires? Therefore, everyone had some flaws in their hearts.
Unfortunately for Tang Zhong, Master Xuanzang's Buddhist Dharma was profound, and it could be said that all four aspects were empty. His spiritual cultivation was so profound that it was almost at the realm of perfection. There was no flaw left for Tang Zhong. This was also the reason why Tang Zhong's efforts over the past few days had not improved at all.
The days passed by gradually. Tang Zhong gradually got used to this kind of existence. As usual, he would come to the Mental Defense Department every once in a while to try his best and chat with Tang Sanzang. Tang Zhong knew nothing about the outside world. He only knew from Tang Sanzang's words that he was about to reach the Dual World Mountain after leaving Chang 'an.
What made Tang Zhong very interested was that he did not seem to have entered the space-time described in history. Instead, it was as if he had entered the world described in Journey to the West. It seemed that Guanyin's manifestation of divinity and Wei Zheng's dream of killing the Dragon King were true.
Tang Zhong seized the opportunity and finally asked Tang Sanzang about something that had troubled him for a long time."Little San, have you really seen Bodhisattva?”
"Amitabha. This poor monk's Buddhist name is Xuanzang, or Sanzang. Almsgiver Tang, please don't call me Little…Little San.”Tang Xuanzang's tone was still calm, but there was a hint of helplessness.
"Little San, this is your fault. You just said something about cultivating without self, now you're not satisfied with giving you a name, isn't this just looking bad?"”
" This…" Tang Sanzang choked and said helplessly,""Benefactor Tang is right.”
"That's right little San, you haven't answered my question just now!"”
Sanzang pondered for a moment and said,"Monks don't lie. This poor monk has indeed seen Guanyin Bodhisattva."”
"Oh?" Tang Zhong asked with interest," What does Guan Yin Bodhisattva look like? Is she pretty? "Also, does she know magic…" He asked a series of questions.
" I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Tang Sanzang could not do anything to Tang Zhong, so he simply did not answer these questions.
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Am I dead? Tang Zhong asked himself. It seemed to be true because he couldn't even feel his own body. After eating the sarira of Tang Xuanzang, Tang Zhong fainted. When he woke up, he found himself in his current state.
Tang Zhong's current state was very strange. He felt as if he was in a void, and his surroundings were boundless. White clouds covered all his senses. No matter how he walked, his surroundings were always a vast expanse of white, making him extremely depressed.
What am I now? A strange feeling surged in Tang Zhong's heart. Could it be that he had become a ghost? No, it can't be. I just ate the sarira, not poison. How could I become a ghost?
Tang Zhong was not a person who would give up easily. All kinds of cruel tests in the 21st century surged through his mind. All kinds of unimaginable difficulties were overcome by him. The situation before him was no longer good. He firmly believed that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely succeed. If he did not succeed, it could only mean that his efforts were not enough.
It was also with the support of this belief that Tang Zhong persisted bitterly until one day, his efforts finally bore fruit. He finally walked to the boundary of the white fog. It was an existence like a plastic film, but it was more elastic and sticky. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the boundary of this film. Tang Zhong was so angry that he cursed repeatedly, but there was nothing he could do.
Suddenly, a voice appeared in the void,""Who are you?"
Tang Zhong was stunned. He was first shocked and then delighted. He shouted,"My name is Tang Zhong. Who are you?"
"This poor monk's Buddhist name is Xuanzang. Why are you hiding in my Spirit Sea?" the voice replied.”
"What? You are Tang Xuanzang?" Tang Zhong was shocked." Are you the Tang Sanzang who went to the Western Heaven to get scriptures?”
After pondering for a moment, the voice replied,""This poor monk is Tang Sanzang, who has been ordered by the Tang King to go to the Western Heaven to obtain scriptures. Benefactor Tang, why are you in my Spirit Sea?”
"What is the Spirit Sea?" Tang Zhong asked.
Tang Sanzang replied," When a person is born, his mind is in a state of confusion. He doesn't know where he is. It is the Spirit Sea. Through various practices, a space will gradually be opened up in the Spirit Sea. This isolated space is the so-called Spiritual Altar. Only those who have the Spiritual Altar can control their own actions. Benefactor, in front of you is the boundary of this poor monk's spiritual altar, which is where the so-called mental defense is.”
"Master Sanzang, can you let me enter your spiritual altar?" Tang Zhongxi asked.”
" You are now in my Spirit Sea," Tang Sanzang said." I naturally have the ability to let you enter my spiritual altar. But I don't know your identity, so I can't let you enter at will."”
"Motherf * cker!" Tang Zhong cursed in anger." If you don't let me go, I'll think of a way to get out myself!”
"Good!" Tang Sanzang said," It's up to you then, benefactor. How can the mental defense that I've cultivated for more than twenty years be broken so easily?" This Penniless Monk knows that you must be this Penniless Monk's inner demon, so all the more I can't let you disturb this Penniless Monk's spiritual altar!”
“fuck! Who is your inner demon!" Tang Zhong cursed.
Tang Sanzang didn't understand English, so he seemed to have thought of something and muttered,""F * ck? That's right, as long as you have the Dharma in your heart, you can definitely overcome your inner demons and improve your cultivation. This Penniless Monk has learned a lot.”
Tang Zhong fainted and was speechless.
Tang Zhong and Tang Sanzang got to know each other in this way. Tang Zhong still tried his best to escape from Tang Sanzang's Spirit Sea, but every time, there was no improvement. Tang Sanzang would also come over to communicate with Tang Zhong from time to time, trying to "enlighten" his inner demons. Tang Zhong would also take this opportunity to explain to Tang Sanzang and persuade him to let him out. Neither of them could convince the other, so they could only maintain the stalemate.
After listening to Master Sanzang preach the Buddhist Dharma every day, Tang Zhong gained a lot of understanding of his own situation. According to the theory Tang Sanzang had learned, when a person was born, their soul was boundless and without any support. They were muddleheaded and did not know where they were. In other words, they were in the Spirit Sea. Gradually, through all kinds of practice and training, a clear and comfortable space would be opened up in the Spirit Sea and isolated from the surroundings. This isolated space was the so-called spiritual altar. People with spiritual altars could have their own thoughts and control their own actions. Only then could they be considered a complete person. A state like Tang Zhong's could only be considered a wandering soul.
In fact, there was nothing else in the spiritual altar except for his three souls and six spirits. These three souls and six spirits controlled all of his actions. It could be seen that the biggest difference between a wandering soul and a soul was whether there was a "spiritual altar" to live in. Based on this theory, as long as the wandering soul was powerful enough, it was not impossible for it to rush into the spiritual altar of others and drive away their souls. It was just that it was not easy to enter the spiritual altar of others because there was a layer called the heart defense between the spiritual sea and the spiritual altar. It was also the layer of sticky substance that Tang Zhong encountered that could forcefully block the invasion of the outside world. Even after entering, the wandering souls 'abilities would be greatly reduced. It was easy to imagine how difficult it would be to chase away the three souls and six spirits of the main body.
However, there was still a chance, especially for wandering souls like Tang Zhong who had already entered the spiritual sea of others. The possibility of entering the spiritual altar was very high, because generally speaking, everyone's mental defense was flawed. This flaw was called "persistence" in Buddhism. Joy, anger, sorrow, thought, sadness, fear, and shock were the seven emotions. The four aspects of self, human, living beings, and longevity were all so-called "persistence". If a person was obsessed with one of them, a flaw would appear in the mental defense. How many people in the world could not be bound by the seven emotions and six desires? Therefore, everyone had some flaws in their hearts.
Unfortunately for Tang Zhong, Master Xuanzang's Buddhist Dharma was profound, and it could be said that all four aspects were empty. His spiritual cultivation was so profound that it was almost at the realm of perfection. There was no flaw left for Tang Zhong. This was also the reason why Tang Zhong's efforts over the past few days had not improved at all.
The days passed by gradually. Tang Zhong gradually got used to this kind of existence. As usual, he would come to the Mental Defense Department every once in a while to try his best and chat with Tang Sanzang. Tang Zhong knew nothing about the outside world. He only knew from Tang Sanzang's words that he was about to reach the Dual World Mountain after leaving Chang 'an.
What made Tang Zhong very interested was that he did not seem to have entered the space-time described in history. Instead, it was as if he had entered the world described in Journey to the West. It seemed that Guanyin's manifestation of divinity and Wei Zheng's dream of killing the Dragon King were true.
Tang Zhong seized the opportunity and finally asked Tang Sanzang about something that had troubled him for a long time."Little San, have you really seen Bodhisattva?”
"Amitabha. This poor monk's Buddhist name is Xuanzang, or Sanzang. Almsgiver Tang, please don't call me Little…Little San.”Tang Xuanzang's tone was still calm, but there was a hint of helplessness.
"Little San, this is your fault. You just said something about cultivating without self, now you're not satisfied with giving you a name, isn't this just looking bad?"”
" This…" Tang Sanzang choked and said helplessly,""Benefactor Tang is right.”
"That's right little San, you haven't answered my question just now!"”
Sanzang pondered for a moment and said,"Monks don't lie. This poor monk has indeed seen Guanyin Bodhisattva."”
"Oh?" Tang Zhong asked with interest," What does Guan Yin Bodhisattva look like? Is she pretty? "Also, does she know magic…" He asked a series of questions.
" I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Tang Sanzang could not do anything to Tang Zhong, so he simply did not answer these questions.
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