Martial arts fairy machine
Chapter 240
Chapter 240
The old monk Miyong always has a benevolent look, calm and peaceful, and his words are soothing when he speaks, and he never forgets the word "humility", just like the calm lake without waves.
This is the first time Dai Wu has seen such a person, just like after he transformed, the side of his nature came out, just like Miyong, the clouds are calm and the wind is light, and everything can be seen, but he can only show the true body of the Arhat In this way, compared with Yayong, how inferior he is in his normal state!
The two chatted and discussed the principles of life, and the people around them just listened quietly without disturbing.
In the evening, when the crowd dispersed, some monks brought some simple tea and light meals, and Dai Wu and Miyong ate some casually, just simple steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, which was Miyong's daily food.
Dai Wu expressed curiosity about how Miyong had eight fingers, but he didn't ask why, because he knew that Miyong would definitely let him see.
Sure enough, after the meal was full, Miyong recited sutras for a while, then got up, went to the desk, knelt there, respectfully in his heart, and recited a sentence: "Dharma realm hides, Amitabha!"
Then wrapped the missing finger with a cotton bag, soaked it in the oil for a while, and finally lit the finger with fire, let it burn, the expression was still, the face was not red, and the complexion was as usual, and it was still peaceful.
Seeing this scene, Dai Wu was in a daze. This is the legendary burning finger offering to Buddha.
Burn your own fingers to make offerings to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to express your piety of belief and the heart of making offerings. Buddhists believe that the merits of this kind of offerings are very great, which is better than building temples and spreading the Dharma.
Looking at Mi Yong's appearance now, Dai Wu understands that this is self-mutilation at all, even if he uses his body to show his will, there is no need to seek abuse by himself!
However, this method of mutilating himself made Dai Wu stand in awe, this kind of courage, he thought he couldn't do it.
Although he was respectful in his heart, Dai Wu did not agree with this kind of behavior, but he would not open his mouth to criticize Miyong.
Everyone has their own way of practice, and their perception of things is different. You have your own reasons, and others have their own way of practice. It is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong.
And the deeds of burning fingers have existed for a long time. In modern times, Zen master Bazhitou Tuo Jing'an burned two fingers, monk Xuyun burned his fingers Tara, and Guangde burned his body in Vietnam. In fact, they all wanted to complete a certain Pile wish.
The eminent monk Xuyun once burned his fingers in Ashoka Temple in Ningbo to repay his mother's kindness, because his mother passed away after he was born. Xuyun often misses his mother and appreciates his mother's deep kindness, so he burns his fingers to worship the Buddha and save his loving mother In this way, he came to fulfill his vow and repay his mother's kindness.
As for Yayong in front of him, he burned two fingers, most likely to repay his parents' kindness, and only this kind of finger burning spirit can make him recite the mantra, turning the clear water into a milky white solid.
After burning for a while, when the flame was extinguished, it seemed that nothing happened to Miyong, and there was no pain on his face, as if the finger was not his. Dai Wu was stunned to see it. What a strong will it is to be able to do this kind of degree.
"I made Luohan laugh." Mi Yong's indifferent look made Dai Wu not know what to say.
"The spirit of the master is admirable." Dai Wu could only do a Namaste salute to express his respect.
Yayong smiled slightly, and did not go to rest, but picked up a small bowl from the desk, pricked the blood vessel under his tongue with a needle, and let the blood out!
Dai Wu was dumbfounded, and he was never so surprised after he became an Arhat.
Only half a bowl of blood was poured out before Mi Yong stopped.
His bowl seemed unusual, the blood dripping down did not coagulate into blood clots, but was like ink, with a strong bloody smell and a dark red color.
Ya Yong solemnly picked up a thick book from the desk, stained it with blood with a brush, and began to write.
Dai Wu walked in and took a look, the cover was "Avatamsaka Sutra" in three big characters, as Miyong turned the pages, all the words printed in Dai Wu's eyes were in black and red fonts, the legendary scriptures written with blood piercing!
Writing scriptures with blood requires great physical sacrifice, and it cannot be completed without great courage and perseverance. This is a more ascetic way of practice than pilgrimage, and it is the writer's incomparable devotion to faith!
And watching Miyong write, line by line of bright red handwriting, stroke by stroke, respectful and respectful, under the beating candlelight, Dai Wu seemed to travel through time and space, his thoughts followed the brush dipped in blood, and found his belief in himself.
I saw Dai Wu showing the real body of Asura, his anger has not completely faded away, the current state, between the Arhat and Asura, the treasure looks solemn, but the face is ugly, the evil spirit has disappeared, but there is no cloud and light attitude.
He will not be transformed by Buddhist scriptures, but he has a feeling in his heart, and he is feeling the spirit of pricking blood and writing scriptures.
People will influence each other, and Dai Wu's appearance of Shura's real body is to erase his "anger" thoughts with the help of Yayong's will.
There is a saying: Follow good people to learn from good people, and follow witches to dance to the gods.
Follow a good person, he can teach you to learn well, he is strong-willed, he can lead you to be firm, he has a great dedication, you will not be a penny-pinching mentality, follow a smart person, even if you do not have great wisdom and great wisdom, But there is nowhere to go.
Dai Wu is now learning from Miyong, feeling his courage and perseverance, feeling the greatness of his belief, increasing his firmness, borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, borrowing your Dharma, and fulfilling my way.
Dai Wu certainly wouldn't engage in burning finger offerings to the Buddha, pricking blood and writing scriptures, but that didn't prevent him from learning from others' strengths.
In his opinion, this kind of practice method of self-abuse to make one's body suffer is really nonsense.
Although the pilgrimage is also like this, it has not reached the level of self-torture.
All the pilgrims are physically strong. During the pilgrimage, the body gets a lot of exercise, which has many benefits. Fatty liver, diabetes, it is impossible for these people to appear.
But your way of burning fingers, writing books with blood, and mutilating limbs is nothing but abuse, not good!
It is said in the Buddhist scriptures, "Being in front of the image of the Tathagata, you can put a lamp on your body, burn a knuckle, and burn a stick of incense on your body. The endless debts will be paid in one go, and you will bow to the world forever, and you will never get rid of all leaks."
Well, if people say that, you really have a fever!
Except for the spirit that makes people move, there is no merit at all, it is all on the surface.
What people say is to let you have this spirit of dedication. Practitioners should have the character of self-sacrifice for others, and have the great ambition to sacrifice themselves and serve all living beings. It does not require you to burn your fingers. It is a symbolic meaning. Others can sacrifice themselves for others.
You are good, you burned yourself, disabled, and made you exhausted.
The expert who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger insisted on packing himself up into such a miserable state, have you grown up in the world, have you escaped all loopholes forever?
Long bowing to the world is the three-goal Arhat, and forever getting rid of the leaks is the four-goal Arhat. Have you become it?
Bullshit!
(End of this chapter)
The old monk Miyong always has a benevolent look, calm and peaceful, and his words are soothing when he speaks, and he never forgets the word "humility", just like the calm lake without waves.
This is the first time Dai Wu has seen such a person, just like after he transformed, the side of his nature came out, just like Miyong, the clouds are calm and the wind is light, and everything can be seen, but he can only show the true body of the Arhat In this way, compared with Yayong, how inferior he is in his normal state!
The two chatted and discussed the principles of life, and the people around them just listened quietly without disturbing.
In the evening, when the crowd dispersed, some monks brought some simple tea and light meals, and Dai Wu and Miyong ate some casually, just simple steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, which was Miyong's daily food.
Dai Wu expressed curiosity about how Miyong had eight fingers, but he didn't ask why, because he knew that Miyong would definitely let him see.
Sure enough, after the meal was full, Miyong recited sutras for a while, then got up, went to the desk, knelt there, respectfully in his heart, and recited a sentence: "Dharma realm hides, Amitabha!"
Then wrapped the missing finger with a cotton bag, soaked it in the oil for a while, and finally lit the finger with fire, let it burn, the expression was still, the face was not red, and the complexion was as usual, and it was still peaceful.
Seeing this scene, Dai Wu was in a daze. This is the legendary burning finger offering to Buddha.
Burn your own fingers to make offerings to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to express your piety of belief and the heart of making offerings. Buddhists believe that the merits of this kind of offerings are very great, which is better than building temples and spreading the Dharma.
Looking at Mi Yong's appearance now, Dai Wu understands that this is self-mutilation at all, even if he uses his body to show his will, there is no need to seek abuse by himself!
However, this method of mutilating himself made Dai Wu stand in awe, this kind of courage, he thought he couldn't do it.
Although he was respectful in his heart, Dai Wu did not agree with this kind of behavior, but he would not open his mouth to criticize Miyong.
Everyone has their own way of practice, and their perception of things is different. You have your own reasons, and others have their own way of practice. It is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong.
And the deeds of burning fingers have existed for a long time. In modern times, Zen master Bazhitou Tuo Jing'an burned two fingers, monk Xuyun burned his fingers Tara, and Guangde burned his body in Vietnam. In fact, they all wanted to complete a certain Pile wish.
The eminent monk Xuyun once burned his fingers in Ashoka Temple in Ningbo to repay his mother's kindness, because his mother passed away after he was born. Xuyun often misses his mother and appreciates his mother's deep kindness, so he burns his fingers to worship the Buddha and save his loving mother In this way, he came to fulfill his vow and repay his mother's kindness.
As for Yayong in front of him, he burned two fingers, most likely to repay his parents' kindness, and only this kind of finger burning spirit can make him recite the mantra, turning the clear water into a milky white solid.
After burning for a while, when the flame was extinguished, it seemed that nothing happened to Miyong, and there was no pain on his face, as if the finger was not his. Dai Wu was stunned to see it. What a strong will it is to be able to do this kind of degree.
"I made Luohan laugh." Mi Yong's indifferent look made Dai Wu not know what to say.
"The spirit of the master is admirable." Dai Wu could only do a Namaste salute to express his respect.
Yayong smiled slightly, and did not go to rest, but picked up a small bowl from the desk, pricked the blood vessel under his tongue with a needle, and let the blood out!
Dai Wu was dumbfounded, and he was never so surprised after he became an Arhat.
Only half a bowl of blood was poured out before Mi Yong stopped.
His bowl seemed unusual, the blood dripping down did not coagulate into blood clots, but was like ink, with a strong bloody smell and a dark red color.
Ya Yong solemnly picked up a thick book from the desk, stained it with blood with a brush, and began to write.
Dai Wu walked in and took a look, the cover was "Avatamsaka Sutra" in three big characters, as Miyong turned the pages, all the words printed in Dai Wu's eyes were in black and red fonts, the legendary scriptures written with blood piercing!
Writing scriptures with blood requires great physical sacrifice, and it cannot be completed without great courage and perseverance. This is a more ascetic way of practice than pilgrimage, and it is the writer's incomparable devotion to faith!
And watching Miyong write, line by line of bright red handwriting, stroke by stroke, respectful and respectful, under the beating candlelight, Dai Wu seemed to travel through time and space, his thoughts followed the brush dipped in blood, and found his belief in himself.
I saw Dai Wu showing the real body of Asura, his anger has not completely faded away, the current state, between the Arhat and Asura, the treasure looks solemn, but the face is ugly, the evil spirit has disappeared, but there is no cloud and light attitude.
He will not be transformed by Buddhist scriptures, but he has a feeling in his heart, and he is feeling the spirit of pricking blood and writing scriptures.
People will influence each other, and Dai Wu's appearance of Shura's real body is to erase his "anger" thoughts with the help of Yayong's will.
There is a saying: Follow good people to learn from good people, and follow witches to dance to the gods.
Follow a good person, he can teach you to learn well, he is strong-willed, he can lead you to be firm, he has a great dedication, you will not be a penny-pinching mentality, follow a smart person, even if you do not have great wisdom and great wisdom, But there is nowhere to go.
Dai Wu is now learning from Miyong, feeling his courage and perseverance, feeling the greatness of his belief, increasing his firmness, borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, borrowing your Dharma, and fulfilling my way.
Dai Wu certainly wouldn't engage in burning finger offerings to the Buddha, pricking blood and writing scriptures, but that didn't prevent him from learning from others' strengths.
In his opinion, this kind of practice method of self-abuse to make one's body suffer is really nonsense.
Although the pilgrimage is also like this, it has not reached the level of self-torture.
All the pilgrims are physically strong. During the pilgrimage, the body gets a lot of exercise, which has many benefits. Fatty liver, diabetes, it is impossible for these people to appear.
But your way of burning fingers, writing books with blood, and mutilating limbs is nothing but abuse, not good!
It is said in the Buddhist scriptures, "Being in front of the image of the Tathagata, you can put a lamp on your body, burn a knuckle, and burn a stick of incense on your body. The endless debts will be paid in one go, and you will bow to the world forever, and you will never get rid of all leaks."
Well, if people say that, you really have a fever!
Except for the spirit that makes people move, there is no merit at all, it is all on the surface.
What people say is to let you have this spirit of dedication. Practitioners should have the character of self-sacrifice for others, and have the great ambition to sacrifice themselves and serve all living beings. It does not require you to burn your fingers. It is a symbolic meaning. Others can sacrifice themselves for others.
You are good, you burned yourself, disabled, and made you exhausted.
The expert who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger insisted on packing himself up into such a miserable state, have you grown up in the world, have you escaped all loopholes forever?
Long bowing to the world is the three-goal Arhat, and forever getting rid of the leaks is the four-goal Arhat. Have you become it?
Bullshit!
(End of this chapter)
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