The dart of martial arts must be reached

The next day, Lin Qiu deliberately slowed down his horse speed and did not hurry in a hurry.

It is not very far from here to the capital, and Wuqi runs with all his strength, and it is estimated that it will be enough for three days.

There’s still plenty of time.

“Buzz!”

It was early in the morning, Lin Qiu was walking at the foot of a mountain, and when he heard this bell ringing, his eyes lit up.

There must be temples when there are bells, there must be monks in temples, and the most profound understanding of Buddhism is naturally a monk.

It’s still early, so it’s better to go to the mountains and ask about those monks, in case you meet a good one, you can help enlighten it.

Leading the horse forward, the mountain road was still easy to walk, and about a quarter of an hour later, a relatively simple mountain gate appeared in front of Lin Qiu.

“Gushan Temple!”

As the name suggests, the temple located on this barren mountain can not be lonely.

A little Shami at the door was looking down and teasing something, Lin Qiu looked over, and saw that Shami was holding an ant in his hand, not knowing whether to save or play.

“Little Master, may there be incense burning in this temple?”

Lin Qiu’s voice startled Xiao Shami, and all the sand in his hand was thrown out.

After seeing Lin Qiu, this Shami reacted and lowered his head and chanted the Buddha trumpet.

“Amitabha Buddha, donor, our temple, naturally, can burn incense to worship the Buddha, the donor invites in, I will inform the presiding master.”

After that, Xiao Shami ran in with a puff of smoke, shouting loudly while running:

“Master, there are pilgrims coming to burn incense.”

Hearing this cheerful voice, Lin Qiu was a little dumbfounded, shook his head, and suddenly lost his thoughts about what kind of master this small temple had.

“Forget it, let’s take it as a peace of mind and burn the incense.”

Bringing Wu Qiu to the courtyard, Lin Qiu looked around, but he was also a little surprised.

Although this temple is dilapidated, there are really many Buddha niches and Buddha statues inside, basically the four heavenly kings, four great bodhisattvas, and four great Vajra are all complete.

“Donor, the Gushan Temple is extremely remote, and it is rare to have guests at ordinary times, since you are here, why not come in and drink a cup of tea to warm up?”

Lin Han turned around and looked at an old monk with a snow-white beard and a kind expression, and looked over with a smile.

The monk was so polite, Lin Qiuye was embarrassed to refuse, besides, go in to drink tea, it’s a big deal to give some sesame oil money.

Now, he’s rich.

“The master pleases, how dare the kid not obey.”

Saying that, Lin Qiu walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall under the leadership of the old monk.

Although the hall is shabby, it is very clean, the ground is good, the Buddha statues are all delicate and clean, and it is not many times better than the temple where Lin Qiu slept last time.

After toasting a blaze of incense and putting two taels of silver in sesame oil money, Lin Qiu felt the burning eyes of that little Shami.

It has been a long time since such generous pilgrims have come here.

This is the voice of Xiao Shami.

The old monk’s name was Huiguang, and Lin Qiu was still a little puzzled when he heard it.

According to the routine, aren’t the ordinary capable monks all Xuanzi seniors? For example, Xuan Ku Xuan Sorrow Xuan Difficulty?

Hearing this name, and seeing that this monk did not have half a point of cultivation, Lin Qiu finally rested his thoughts, chatted with Huiguang steadily, and drank tea.

After chatting for a while, Lin Qiu had a new understanding of Huiguang, the old monk was knowledgeable, chatted about the world, and could take on all kinds of topics, and the words were full of wisdom, and the understanding of Buddhism was also very profound, which made people yearn for it.

Thinking of his lack of these Buddhist concepts, Lin Qiu seized the opportunity and discussed with the monk Huiguang for a while.

“Dragon elephant? Prajna? Hehe, although Lao Gu does not know the concept of martial arts, there is a story that he wants to tell the donor, I don’t know if the donor is willing to listen? ”

Lin Qiu did not have the slightest impatience at this time, his mood was relatively peaceful, after all, I was fortunate to gain it, and I lost my life, this forced to be helped, it was naturally good, I couldn’t get help, and it was good to listen to the mysteries of the Dharma.

“The master just talks, the kid listens.”

Saying that, Lin Qiu poured another cup of tea for the monk Huiguang, and then sat upright.

Xiao Shami pouted with some disdain at this time, he was tired of hearing those stories of his master, what Buddha’s compassion, bodhisattva’s kindness, what are these things, if there really is, they will not be hungry.

Hui Guang pondered for a while, and said in a loud voice:

“Before he became a Buddha, the Buddha was a prince of a small country, and one day, when the Buddha was on his way to the palace, he found an elephant blocking the way, and everyone was distressed.”

“Because the road is not wide, as soon as the elephant is blocked, they have to go around a long way, Buddha saw this scene, reached out and threw the elephant into the air, and three days later the elephant fell to the ground, but there was no scar, so some practitioners created this kung fu, called Shakya elephant throwing exercise.”

That sentence Lin Qiu was a little puzzled, I don’t know what this Huiguang wants to explain, an elephant should be about three or four tons, that is, seven or eight thousand catties, if the dragon elephant Borogong cultivation to the highest, it can really lift it, but throw it into the sky for three or four days before coming down, this is definitely an exaggeration.

Just when Lin Qiu was puzzled, Hui Guang coughed twice, and then said:

“Shakya threw the elephant, not to show his power, but to bring convenience to everyone, the giant elephant was thrown into the sky, and only fell three days later, this is the dragon elephant, and this giant elephant must be afraid, will leave this place, after falling, there is no scar on the body, this is the Buddha’s compassion, meaning to influence the giant elephant. This is what is Wanruo. ”

Hearing Huiguang explain this, Lin Qiu instantly understood that the exercises of their Buddha Sect were intended to influence and not kill, but he had always wanted to use the dragon-elephant-like skill to kill, so it was somewhat inconsistent with this Buddhist exercise.

But there is always something to fight and kill, and it is impossible to get in the way for some reason.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiu’s eyes also became firm:

“I only do myself, I can do it with a clear conscience, why care about anything else, what about killing, I just want everything to be worthy of my heart.”

Thinking of this, Lin Qiu’s body exuded a mysterious and mysterious aura, and the exercises were actually one law and ten thousand laws.

The Buddhist practice pays attention to kindness, nature, and not killing, but it depends on what kind of intention the user has, Lin Qiu comprehended his own way, and felt the method of the Buddha’s door, naturally it is integrated, and some realms of the dragon-elephant Ruo Gong have been perceived, and the true meaning of the Dragon and Elephant Ruo Gong has been comprehended.

And feeling the changes in Lin Qiu’s body, Huiguang’s eyes showed a trace of approval.