Longevity

After ten rejuvenation spells, Fa Kong loosened his handprints, opened his eyes, and saluted: "I have seen the princess."

"Thank you monk." Xu Miaoru was awe-inspiring.

Fakong smiled.

Xu Miaoru asked what kind of mantra this was and why it had such a wonderful effect. Other eminent monks also cast the mantra for themselves, but it was useless.

I thought it was because I wasn't pious enough and didn't have enough confidence in the Dharma, but it turned out to be because the people who cast the spell were different.

"Princess, if there is a cause, there will be an effect. If I can come here from Daxue Mountain, which is thousands of miles away, it is the Buddha's way. This is the cause that the princess planted herself. The poor monk is just a chance meeting."

"The world is really amazing..." Xu Miaoru sighed.

If you don't believe in Buddhism, and don't always repay your vows to Daleiyin Temple, how could Yuer go to Daxueshan, how could he get to know this eminent monk in front of him, he died yesterday, and he will be reincarnated today.

In the dark, there is an invisible thread that connects oneself with the dharma, and this thread is the Dharma.

"Peach."

"Yes."

The plump and graceful maid twisted her slender waist and walked out of the pavilion lightly. She quickly came out from the water pavilion holding a small red sandalwood box and presented it to the stone table.

Xu Miaoru pointed to the red sandalwood box and smiled at Fakong: "Monk, this is the relic of an ancient monk who had returned to enlightenment."

Fa Kong frowned slightly.

He was very curious about the monk, and even more curious about his relics.

An ordinary relic can't be exchanged for Leiyin Washing Marrow Sutra, and it can't be exchanged for Yuanjue Feitian Sutra.

Xu Miaoru said, "I must be delighted to meet the divine monk Dahuanwu with you."

"Princess, I'm ashamed to be called a monk. I'm just a medicine monk at King Kong Temple."

"The gods and monks look at Buddhism, not martial arts, or status, monks, you have a look."

Fa Kong smiled and said, "If you are in the world, you are in the form. How can you not be in the form? Call me a monk."

"Okay, okay." Xu Miaoru saw that he was so self-effacing and no longer forced: "Don't the monk look at it?"

Fa Kong gently opened the red sandalwood box.

An amber-like relic was lying quietly on the golden satin, and the golden satin reflected a bit of richness.

Fakong solemnly tithes.

Then gently stretched out his right hand and picked up the relic.

There is no strange feeling.

Xu Miaoru, Chu Yu and the two maids stared at him curiously without blinking, for fear of missing something.

But everything was uneventful.

Fakong put the relic on his eyebrows.

"Boom!" A muffled sound.

Vibrating in my mind, a night pearl condensed in front of the statue of Medicine Buddha, slowly approaching the red mole on the center of Medicine Buddha's eyebrows.

Fakong became a little monk in a trance and lived in a small temple since childhood.

There are only three monks in the monastery, besides the master and him, there is also a senior brother.

His body is strong, while his brother is thin and sick all day long, but he is devout to the Buddhadharma and insists on taking morning, noon and evening classes, which is consistent with his practice.

Later, the master began to teach him the Dharma, preach the Buddhist scriptures, and perform the Buddha's mantra to subdue his mind.

As time passed, the master and brother passed away one by one.

When the two passed away, their bodies spontaneously ignited without fire, turned into a rainbow light, and left no relics.

He was the only one left in the temple, and he continued to chant sutras all day long, his state of mind was complete, and he finally turned into a rainbow.

He left a few relics behind.

I don't know the years in the mountains, but all three of them lived to be one hundred and thirty years old.

Fakong wakes up.

He has experienced the life of a monk Da Huanwu, and although it is plain, it is long enough.

"Monk?" Xu Miaoru looked at him.

Fa Kong nodded slowly: "There is something."

What Monk Da Huanwu practiced was the Dharma, not martial arts, and there were a lot of Buddhist mantras. The key was the state of mind.

The Pure Heart Mantra, the Rejuvenation Mantra, and the Great Bright Mantra are all practiced by the monk Dahuanwu, and they have been practicing unremittingly for hundreds of years, and they have reached the state of being extremely familiar and proficient.

In the inner world of the monk Dahuanwu, the three major mantras have all reached the point where they can affect the self-nature, and thus affect the body.

People today don't have deep faith in Buddhist mantras, so even if they can be used in the inner world, their effects are limited.

This further erodes confidence, which further limits its power.

form a vicious circle.

Da Huanwu has a firm confidence, so the inner world is brighter, and the influence on himself is greater, so his confidence is firmer, and the magical effect is stronger.

It's a virtuous circle.

The two are a vicious circle and a virtuous circle, resulting in very different effects.

He compares.

Although the Buddhist mantra of the monk Dahuanwu has a limited effect on outsiders, its effect on himself is not inferior to the effect of the current Buddhist mantra of Fakong.

You can see the depth of his practice.

Dharma Kong is so great that he has realized the experience of a lifetime, and unconsciously, he has raised the level of the three major mantras by one level.

"Princess, this string of beads is good." Fa Kong looked at the string of beads on Xu Miaoruhao's wrist.

"This is also obtained from the monk Dahuanwu." Xu Miaoru smiled and took off the beads and handed them over: "It is indeed wonderful to be calm and calm."

Fakong took it with a smile.

The two maids looked at Xu Miaoru curiously, and then at Fa Kong.

The princess was very fond of this monk Fakong, and she even gave the things that she had with her.

Chu Yu smiled.

He knew that Fa Kong would never ask for this Buddha bead for no reason, and he was not so ignorant.

Fa Kong took the Buddha beads, and suddenly there was a sense of familiarity and intimacy, as if his things had finally returned to his hands after a long time.

He closed his eyes again, moved the beads lightly, and moved his lips.

A total of ten circles of Buddha beads were moved.

After these ten laps, the originally shiny beads became dull and dull, as if they had changed from agate to wood.

It all happened right before their eyes.

Fa Kong handed it back to Xu Miaoru.

Xu Miaoru smiled and said, "The monk can take it if he likes it, and I'll find another string."

Fakong shook his head: "The princess has a relationship with it, so let's wear it."

Xu Miaoru picked it up.

The tentacles felt different.

Although it looks like it has turned into wood, you can tell it is still the original agate texture at the touch of a hand.

What's even more amazing is that with the touch, a wisp of cool breath came in, and it was instantly transmitted to my mind along the arm.

Immediately, I was refreshed, and my mind became refreshed and refreshed, as if a faint mist had been dispelled.

Not only did the thinking become clear, the world became clear at once.

What she saw, the colors became richer and the details became richer, but the same world was a different world.

She looked at Fa Kong in amazement: "It's amazing."

"It's just a little trick of carving insects." Fa Kong shook his head and said, "In this world, martial arts are still used as a convenient method. These are just trails."

This is from the memory of the monk Dahuanwu - the method of blessing.

He had already blessed the Pure Heart Mantra into this string of beads, and the effect could last for a year.

How wonderful is this?

However, it was also because of the four major mantras he practiced, the Heart Clearing Mantra was of the highest level, so it could last for so long, which is why he blessed the Heart Clearing Mantra on this string of beads.

If the rejuvenation mantra is blessed, it can only last for one month.

"Martial arts are the trails, these are the great roads." Xu Miaoru said, "Will martial arts save my life?"

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Most of the time, martial arts can save lives, while martial arts can't prolong life, but it can strengthen the body, reduce illness, and save lives when there is danger."

Xu Miaoru shook her head: "Why should a monk underestimate himself? Once you practice martial arts, you are often brave and ruthless, which will lead to disasters, and practicing martial arts will also shorten your lifespan."

Fakong smiled and said no more.

It seemed that Xu Miaoru also understood.

Practicing martial arts strengthens the body, but it does indeed destroy life.

The two continued to talk about Buddhism. Xu Miaoru had a deep understanding of Buddhism, but there were many confusions.

Many Buddhist scriptures do not have the guidance of an enlightened teacher, and looking at them will feel contradictory and confusing.

Fakong has the memory of Huiwen, and now he has the memory of the monk Dahuanwu, plus the wonderful understanding of the few Sika Bayye Sutras that he has read, and wisdom arises spontaneously.

With a little touch, Xu Miaoru felt as if he had cleared the clouds and opened the fog, and suddenly realized that it was better than ten years of reading.

"Monk, after tomorrow, do you really want to leave?"

"I'm sorry, princess."

"Okay, my body is getting better now. I'll go to King Kong Temple to ask for help."

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The night is like water.

Fa Kong stood quietly in the center of Shuyuyuan, looking up at the sky.

The moon in Shenjing is no different from that in Daxueshan.

A bright moon.

Brightness spreads all over the world.

He was still thinking about the life of monk Da Huanwu, and he looked at the sky like this every night, and his mood was like water.

Are you willing to live your life in such a quiet and quiet way, like the vegetation in the forest and wild flowers in the deep mountains?

The monk Da Huanwu often asks this question, but he will soon be suppressed by his faith and return to peace.

Fakong shook his head.

That's actually pretty good.

Everyone is a passer-by, passing through this world in a hurry, like a big dream of more than 30,000 days.

However, as long as there is no accident, I am not a passer-by, I can live forever, and I can watch the vicissitudes of the world and the people coming and going.

Thinking of this, without fear, he was as calm as water.

He looked into the void in his mind and saw that the light wheel became clearer.

Unexpectedly, the princess also provided herself with confidence.

More importantly, the princess actually gave herself two points of confidence, twice as much as Lian Xue.

Could it be that saving lives can make them believe in themselves and provide the power of their beliefs?

Probably not.

He had saved Lian Xue's life and the princess' life, but he had also saved Ning Zhenzhen's life.

Why are only the two of them born with the power of faith?

What's the mystery in this?

How did faith come about?

The more he thought about it, the more mysterious it became, and it was worth exploring.

It's a pity that the words have already been sent, and I will leave after staying for three days.

It's a pity.

He suddenly felt something, and he could see the base of the wall.

The moonlight shines on the wall, but not the shadow under the wall.

Fakong's eyes fell somewhere in the shadows.

He saw a middle-aged man standing there quietly, as if he had been standing there all along, but he didn't notice it.

However, Fa Kong was sure that he had just appeared.

The shadow was like water, and he came silently like a lurking shadow.