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Chapter 227 The Law of Transcendence
Back at Jing'an Temple, the two masters Ji Heng and Chi Xing still wanted to accompany them, but at their home court, the popularity was too high, and people kept coming to greet them, so they had to retreat first and found a Zhike monk came to show them around.

Zhao Qian had already turned around once in the morning, but it was just a quick tour, and some of the allusions in it were unknown. Now that there is an extra tour guide, I can still listen to it with gusto.

But at this time, there are a lot of tourists, with noisy crowds on one side and solemn Buddha statues on the other side, shuttling through the crowd in the main hall, looking at the scene in front of you, there is noise floating in the silence, solemnity after the glitz, quite a kind of Ironic hilarity.

"Boy," Xuan Yangzi didn't seem to like such an occasion, frowning and said, "What's so interesting about being noisy at this time, it's better to wait for a quiet night."

Zhao Qian glanced at him contemptuously, "As the saying goes, living in a hut in a human environment without the noise of cars and horses, old Taoist priest, have you cultivated Taoism for so many years in vain?"

"Tch, it's up to you to say that," Xuan Yangzi snorted, "Old Daoist, my Dao heart is definitely enough, even if I can get into samadhi now, it's fine."

"So what?" The corner of Zhao Qian's mouth twitched, "You don't care about the way you cultivate, and you don't know how to do it. It doesn't matter how high you feel."

"It's like him," Zhao pointed at Meng Erzhuo, who was leisurely next to him, "look at him, he is a little impatient, he can only practice his practice until he can make every move, and yours is only called meditation. It’s not called practice.”

Xuan Yangzi's face was full of embarrassment, "Why don't you just complain and get scolded."

"Between sitting and lying down, it's all about practice," Mengerzhuo smiled, "My fellow Taoist Xuanyang's cultivation base is improving too fast, if he can infiltrate his practice into every move, he may be able to stabilize his realm quickly, otherwise he will not be able to improve. It's just cultivation, not Taoism."

Xuan Yangzi's heart trembled when he heard the words, and he bowed his head thoughtfully, Huang Zhenxiao also remembered it in his heart, thinking of going back to ask Meng Erzhuo for advice.

Zhao Qian smiled quietly and continued walking inside.

He can help Xuanyangzi improve his cultivation and give him true energy, but he can't give him a heart of Taoism. He can only realize these things by himself.

A few people wandered from the front yard to the back yard, and walked to the Sutra Pavilion unconsciously. Zhao Qian looked up, then looked at the Zhike monk and asked, "Is it convenient to take a look here?"

"Of course you can," Zhike Monk folded his hands and said, "It contains scriptures taught by me. Although there are some isolated ancient books, the abbot has already explained it. It's no problem if you want to read it."

After the Zhike monk finished speaking, he went forward and knocked on the door. A guarding monk opened the door. Zhao Qian and the others thanked him and then entered one after another.

The Buddhist scriptures pavilion is not too big or small. It is similar to a small library. It is divided into upper and lower floors. The first floor is a row of bookshelves filled with various Buddhist classics. Slightly smaller, but much more spacious, with only a few rows of low shelves, basically all the Buddhist scriptures are placed here.

Zhao Qian kept picking up the scriptures, turning them over and putting them down again. After a while, he scanned the books on both floors.

Jing'an Temple belongs to the Shingon Sect, which is one of the sects closest to the original Buddhist teachings of Tianzhu. It is somewhat similar to the Tantric scriptures that Zhao Qian read in Qingman Temple, but there are also some differences. After thousands of years of assimilation in the Great Xia, a lot of Confucianism and Taoism have been mixed in, making it more localized.

"Boy Zhao, what's so interesting about these?" Xuan Yangzi said impatiently, throwing down a Buddhist scripture.

Zhao Qian said nothing, and pointed to the other side.

Turning his head to see, Meng Erzhuo was holding a large Nikko and reading it intently, and Huang Zhenxiao beside him was also holding a scripture, although his face was full of bitterness, he was also reading it word by word.

Xuan Yangzi's head was full of black lines, and he picked up the Buddhist scriptures he had just dropped, still muttering, "Taoist priests read Buddhist scriptures, there are so many rare things these days."

Zhao Qian didn't bother to talk to him, but thought to himself, since he came out of the villa, he has been thinking about how to help Xiao Luo get rid of the old demon body, after much deliberation, he may only start from Buddhism.

Of course, there is no need to say more about the demonic sect. There are endless ways to use demonic energy. Becoming a demon is almost the same. I haven't heard of anyone who can get rid of the demon body. Taoist sects believe that everything has spirituality. If you put a demon in front of Daozu, he The first thing that comes to mind is how this thing can be cultivated to get the right result, so there are ghost immortals, demon immortals, and even magic immortals who are extremely rare in the Taoist sect. Same.

Only Buddhism talks about saving things. What’s mine is mine and what’s yours is mine. Humans can become Buddhas, immortals can become Buddhas, ghosts can become Buddhas, and demons can naturally become Buddhas. It doesn’t matter what you were before Variety, in the end, is a mold.

It's not that Zhao Qian wants to help Xiao Luo become a Buddha, he really doesn't think there is anything good about Buddha, but this method of saving sentient beings can be used for reference, at least let's get rid of the demon body first.

"National teacher," Zhao Qian walked up to Meng Erzhuo and asked, "Do you know that there are still reliable Buddhist inheritances in Daxia?"

Meng Erzhuo blinked, a little confused, "What aspects are you looking for?"

"Uh," Zhao Qian bowed his head and thought for a while. He really doesn't know much about Buddhism. At the beginning of the year, he searched all the inheritance of Qingman Temple, and now he has read it all over Jing'an Temple's Buddhist scriptures pavilion. Putting it on, Xiaoguang is not there, it is far from the convenience of instant storage of a scan, but it is still no problem to be a personal camera with ten lines at a glance.However, this is only an understanding of the realm of Buddhism or the Buddha's heart, but if there is a specific method that can help Xiaoluo, I can't think of it for a while.

"It's the kind of method that can escape from the sea of ​​suffering." Zhao Qian said with some uncertainty.

Meng Erzhuo suddenly felt embarrassed, "All the Buddhist methods will claim to be able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, and even reading these Buddhist scriptures will do."

"Uh, it's a bit general." Zhao Qian scratched his head, "Let's put it this way, if a ghost is released from hell without letting him become a Buddhist monk, what can be done?"

Meng Erzhuo was stunned when he heard the words, his thoughts turned, and he thought about the matter of the villa in the morning inexplicably, but his face remained calm, and he thought for a while and said, "If it is just to transcend a certain individual, there are some methods in Hinayana Buddhism, such as Fahua Zong's three-body Buddha's supernatural powers are divided into Dharmakaya, Sambhoya and Emanation Body by transforming into three. The world of mortals. The combination of the three will achieve the original nature of the Tathagata and become a Buddha immediately."

"If you are not one, will you not be able to become a Buddha?" Zhao Qian's eyes lit up, and then he asked.

"Uh, it should be." Meng Erzhuo paused, it seems that those who have cultivated three Buddha bodies are thinking about how to combine the three bodies into one, and no one really wants to play with each other.It should be fine if they don't unite, he is a little unsure.

"That's fine," Zhao Qian clapped his hands together. If Xiao Luo can cultivate his nature into a dharma body and the earth demon's body into a sacrificial body, even if he doesn't need to cultivate into an avatar, he can cut off the gap between the two with the ten-direction magic flag. If you don't consider the cause and effect that may be caused, it will be perfect.

As for the cause and effect, we will talk about it later.

"Do you know where there is such a magical power?" Zhao Qian looked at Meng Erzhuo eagerly.

"Well, you may need to go to Tiantai Mountain to see this." Meng Erzhuo is still not sure, "Although this supernatural power was spread thousands of years ago, and many people understand it, it has been almost completely lost in recent years, so we can only go to the Tiantai Mountain Try your luck in the ancestral land of the mountain, and there are some changes in the ones that have been handed down from later generations, and it is still the most authentic one in Tiantai Mountain."

"Is there still Tiantai Buddhist Sect?" Zhao Qian blinked.

"Uh," Mengerzhuo shrugged, "there is one on the top of the mountain, but now, hehe, you understand."

Zhao Qian turned his face away immediately, "Then why should I go, to see the scenery and worship Buddha?"

"It's just luck," Mengerzhuo said with an embarrassed smile, "maybe there will be unexpected gains."

"Okay then," Zhao Qian curled his lips helplessly, "Anyway, there is no other way now, so I will take a trip to Tiantai Mountain."

"When are you going to leave?" Mengerzhuo asked.

"Let's do it now," Zhao Qian said after thinking for a while, anyway, Tiantai Mountain is not too far from here, and it's just one step across.

"Okay, but I can't go with you." Meng Erzhuo said with a smile. After all, he is still the national teacher of Daxia. It is rare to see him out for a few days this time. Obviously this is Zhao Qian's private matter, and it is inconvenient for him to rely on it.

Meng Erzhuo refused to go, Huang Zhenxiao was embarrassed to follow, so they made an appointment to go back to the imperial city together. Although Xuan Yangzi was thick-skinned, he was not interested in Buddhist supernatural powers. He clamored to go back to Luofu Mountain, and even asked Zhao Qian to call Qiangwei The speeding car of the Modu Branch sent him off. Just kidding, Meng Erzhuo's speeding car was naturally going to take him back to the imperial city. It would take a long time for him to go back by car.

Zhao Qian rolled his eyes, and finally satisfied his request, called a speeding car, and at the same time told him to follow up the cooperation with Liya Group in time, and then went to the backyard to find Abbot Zhiheng to say goodbye.

Declining Master Zhiheng's persuasion, Zhao Qian did not shy away from it. In front of Zhiheng, Meng Erzhuo and others, he flicked his sleeves, and then stepped out and disappeared. Only Zhiheng and Zhixing were stunned. I can't make my own eyes shine.

In Cuiwei Haixi Town, spiritual traces have been passed down through the ages.The peaks come to court every day, and there are many grandsons serving their ancestors.Walking to find the old man Baiyun, the courtesy image ascends Junyu.The Buddhist caves are surrounded by Shanlan, and the fairy altar is half hazel.

Tiantai Mountain is located in the east of Hangzhou Province. It has been a famous mountain since ancient times. Both Buddhist and Taoist sects have ashrams here. government.

One second he was still in Jing'an Temple in the magical capital, and the next second he appeared in the sky above the top of Tiantai Mountain. Zhao Qian's magical powers are becoming more and more proficient in using them, but it's a pity that this magical power is good for traveling. Escape methods and the like are easy to use. It is said that some time ago, I got a flying magic power in the battlefield ruins of Yaofu, but I haven't used it yet.

Zhao Qian looked at the mountains stretching under his feet, thinking about what good things he still had, and after a long while, he remembered what he was here for.

He shook his head, opened his Tianyantong, scanned the mountains under his feet back and forth, and then ran to the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Guoqing Temple, the ancestor of the Buddhist sect on Tiantai, to search through it. In the end, besides enriching his knowledge base of Buddhist scriptures, Besides, there is nothing else, and even Zhao Qian was thinking about whether to keep a few copies of Buddhist meditation methods, which is better than they can only chant scriptures empty-handed now.

(End of this chapter)