Martial arts fairy machine

Chapter 239

"Hey, little dwarf, what am I going to ask you? Are you deaf?" Seeing that Dai Wu ignored him, the young man became mad again.

Dai Wu didn't reply at all, he just stepped forward, the person had already disappeared, like a teleportation, fighting with this little Luo Luo, losing his place!
And the group of monks at the place were all dumbfounded, rubbing their eyes vigorously, full of expressions of disbelief, in broad daylight, hell!

Dai Wu continued his pilgrimage, the incident just now did not affect his mood at all, this is his self-cultivation.

Breaking through into Xutuohuan, his thoughts have diverged from ordinary people, and he has become reticent.

I have no desire to communicate with ordinary people, so I have nothing to say, just like a postdoctoral fellow, do you think that when she looks for a boyfriend, she will look for someone who has never been to school and sells vegetables in a vegetable market?
I can’t communicate at all. If I say a word, you can’t understand anything. I speak in a gentle manner, every word is pure, and you speak loudly and loudly, without any grace, so you can get used to it. You are not from the same world at all. !
Unless this vegetable seller hides his secrets, like Dai Wu, he found Cheng Juntao as his wife, and Han Yixi, if it weren't for his all-powerful ability, extraordinary bearing, and profound cultivation, he would This looks and height, huh, huh!

At the foot of Mount Emei, the famous Baoguo Temple is imprinted in front of Dai Wu. This is the gateway to the mountain and the first temple on Mount Emei. The plaque of Baoguo Temple was inscribed by Emperor Kangxi. It is very impressive.

Covered by nan trees, surrounded by red walls, the majestic hall is majestic, cigarettes are curling up, and chimes are heard frequently. Just standing in front of the gate, you can feel the solemnity of the temple. This kind of atmosphere is another level higher than Fazang Temple.

Dai Wu stood in front of the gate for a long time, because he was looking at the couplet at the gate, "Thinking about the Tao alone, and sitting and talking about the scriptures", which has a profound meaning.

Thinking about Taoism alone means to understand the principles of Buddhist scriptures by one's own thinking. This level is called "independent enlightenment", which is the state of Buddha. Enlightenment, creating a Buddhist culture.

For example, Laozi created Taoism, and Confucius created Confucianism. These are saints who transcend the real world.

This kind of state is unimaginable, beyond the range of Dai Wu's cognition, even if he is enlightened and sees, he will not see it. Compared with this kind of state, the wisdom of knowing everything is still far behind.

As for sitting and preaching scriptures, it means that the eminent monk paved the Dharma seat and preached the scriptures to his disciples. In fact, he was boasting himself, saying that he had real "goods" in Baoguo Temple!
Dai Wu was about to stroll in when he saw a group of people walking out around an old monk.

This monk walks tremblingly and needs someone to support him. He has gray eyebrows, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a straight nose, a round head, and a solemn face. Although his skin is no longer delicate, it is very shiny.

And he was wearing menna clothes, which were rags picked up from the rubbish heap. He sewed them up one by one, and stitched them tightly together. After they were torn, they were mended again. The whole body was full of threads, just like Jigong's. Clothes are the same, also called manure sweeping clothes.

When Dai Wu saw the old monk, he knew that he was someone with a story, and he was here to greet him.

This monk's enlightenment is quite strong, and it shows in his facial features.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was a Zen master named Dahui. He said: "I know exactly what level you are in without opening your mouth."

A person's level is clearly reflected in his facial features and skin color.

None of the people who open the top has a flat nose, and those who really practice and enter the country cannot have a flat head. Even the ugly person will become solemn, and the temples of martial arts masters will protrude high, the palms and the top of the head There are small pits, the walking is smooth, the pores are faded, the lips are rosy, and the light gathers in the sky.

Even more powerful is Dai Wu, with a face like a crown jade, blue eyes and square pupils, unparalleled demeanor, evolving towards a fairy.

"Old and immortal, meet Arhat!"

The old monk Mi Yong revealed Dai Wu's identity in one go.

Let Dai Wu secretly think that he is powerful, and then he wondered, this old monk is only in the realm of subduing dragons and subduing tigers, how could he be counted as his origin.

Dai Wu looked at Mi Yong again, and when he saw that the old monk had only eight fingers, his heart was shocked. He thought of some legends, and immediately became respectful in his heart.
"Boy Dai Wu, I have met Master Mi Yong!" Dai Wu did as the Romans did, and performed Namaste to Mi Yong.

"You are welcome, Arhat. It is my blessing to have you come to this temple. Please come inside." Miyong smiled kindly and was very humble, which made Dai Wu feel good.

And the group of monks surrounding Miyong looked at Dai Wu with strange expressions. Miyong called Dai Wu "Arhat", not sure if he took it seriously or if it was genuine.

Let Miyong come out to greet him, they naturally dare not underestimate Dai Wu, Miyong's status in Buddhism is at the level of a living fossil, and his every word can basically be regarded as a classic.

Followed by a group of people, Dai Wu and Mi Yong chatted happily and happily.

But Miyong's aging appearance made Dai Wu a little puzzled.

The master who subdues the dragon and subdue the tiger, no matter how old he is, has the top of his head connected to the universe, which can provide energy at all times. According to the outside world, he has the indestructible body of a diamond, his body is always radiant and clean, and his skin is like a baby, always full of vitality.

Just like a mummy, it can survive for thousands of years after death, its body is not bad, and it is lifelike.

"Master Miyong, your body...?" Dai Wu only asked half a sentence in a questioning tone.

"When I was young, a family member died of lung disease, and then my biological mother and father were critically ill. Heartbroken, I used qigong to groom my parents' bodies, recited the Great Compassion Mantra day and night, and spent my life force to bless my parents. I also burned the root of the disease, and my vitality has never been replenished," Miyong explained.

Dai Wu took a look at Miyong, shook his head, using qigong to treat people's diseases, is it good, definitely good, but can the disease be cured?

It must be lifted up and walked, crawled out, lying down, lying up straight, if it can’t be cured, don’t talk about qigong, immortal methods are useless, you should die, You are going to die!
At this moment, someone else said: "The mage recited the Great Compassion Mantra, which can turn a glass of clear water into a milky white solid, which cannot be poured out, and has a supernatural feeling!"

When Dai Wu heard this, he thought secretly.

Another person who can sense the mighty power of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, if he hadn't seen the Dharma door of the Vajra Vajra, he would not be able to understand these super-physical phenomena at all.

"Hey, it doesn't matter if we don't mention the past, this old man is living in the world with such a crippled body, and he is satisfied to see the extraordinary Arhat!" Miyong smiled charitably, his appearance was amiable, and his speech was quite level, which made people listen It is comfortable to wear.

A group of people came to the meditation hall and sat down in the meditation hall. Dai Wu explained the purpose of coming. He came to visit Taoism.

(End of this chapter)