In the interior scene, Lu Chenzhou climbed up the stairs and went up to the next floor.
After finishing today's homework, it was already 11 o'clock at night.
He took out a brand new scripture:
"The Heart Sutra of the Supreme Being in the Three Worlds and Ten Directions".
"I have been practicing this method for more than a year, and I have also read a lot of Buddhist and Taoist texts. I should be able to try to practice it."
"Sakyamuni Tathagata, through all the eons of calamity, every time you survive a calamity, you will gain one point of merit!"
Lu Chenzhou calmed down, clasped his hands together and sat in a mudra, like an old monk in meditation.
Buddhist mind training and the whirling meditation method have different approaches but the same effect.
His consciousness descended into the ocean of his soul and kept going downward, diving deeper and deeper.
Silence, darkness, loneliness, restlessness...all kinds of emotions are intertwined.
Gradually, fine beads of sweat oozed out from Lu Chenzhou's forehead.
His consciousness reached the deepest part of the soul ocean.
Ahead is a strange and colorful body of water.
"The Heart Sutra says that the deepest part of the ocean of soul is the ocean of collective consciousness of all living beings."
It is a very dangerous behavior to rush into the ocean of collective consciousness.
If you don't have enough willpower, you can easily get lost in it.
Therefore, Abbot Huikong ordered Shaolin monks and non-martial arts masters not to practice this method.
"With my 90% Prajna spiritual power and fifth-level boxing skills, many masters can't compare with me. It's enough!"
Lu Chenzhou plunged into it with a sudden move.
When he woke up, he looked around:
The dim sky, the bloodshot full moon hidden in the mist;
In the distance, the dilapidated Zen monasteries scattered among the mountains and forests are shrouded in a faint red light;
The gloomy mountain gate in front of you;
Beside the mountain road, the ground is full of skeletons dressed in monk's robes, with human heads and animal bodies, which is weird and terrifying;
On the plaque of the collapsed gate tower, there are three words clearly written: [Landuo Temple].
"It's strange. I obviously don't know these three words, but I seem to automatically know their meaning."
He stood in front of a puddle of water and looked at his reflection.
Wearing a white robe, with his hands clasped together, his face cannot be seen clearly.
After looking around, he climbed up the stairs along the mountain path.
A black shadow shot out from the dense forest.
With his telekinesis, he had already discovered the other party's existence.
His claws were like tigers, veins popped out, and he grabbed the black shadow.
This was a strange snake about 10 feet long, with the head of a monk and the body of a snake. The strange snake was easily killed by him.
"Isn't this a nightmare of a certain monk? Landa Temple? I've never heard of it."
Lu Chenzhou murmured.
He is not the only one who practices this Heart Sutra.
Buddhist masters such as Zhen Ding, Ming Xin, Tuo Tian Toutuo, etc. have already started practicing.
Before practicing, Lu Chenzhou also consulted on precautions.
They say that when you practice the Heart Sutra and dive into the ocean of collective consciousness, you will fall into some very real illusion.
As long as you find the key points of the illusion and smash them, you can wake up.
This is considered a calamity completed.
Illusions can best train the mind, so the great monk of Jinshan Temple will use the fox demon Slaanesh's illusion to practice.
This is consistent with the principle of the Heart Sutra.
On the mountain road, a group of monsters with monk heads and animal bodies suddenly appeared.
In the fantasy world, what is fought for is spiritual power and other spiritual power.
Perceiving with telekinesis, the mental power of these monsters is only 5 Prajna.
Converted into a monster, a little demon level.
"A weak chicken with a combat power of 5."
He swept all the way and soon arrived at the Zen courtyard.
In the courtyard, a rickety monster with the head of a monk and the body of a wolf stood upright, holding an iron rod about ten feet long and chanting the Buddha's name with one hand:
"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will reach the shore..."
"roll!"
Lu Chenzhou moved.
He patrolled the mountains like a mountain god, floated in front of the monster, punched out, and the wind howled.
Monk Tou Lang's strength is about 10 Prajna, which is already at the level of a martial arts master.
But in front of Lu Chenzhou, it was like a lone boat hit by huge waves. It hit the red wall of the temple and was shattered.
The monk's head rolled to the ground, still muttering:
"There is no end to the sea of ​​suffering, but when you turn around, you will find shore~"
Poof, Lu Chenzhou stepped on it and exploded it.
The body of the monk-headed wolf turned into ashes and was swept away by the wind.
A speck of golden light remained in place.
Lu Chenzhou picked it up and muttered:
"Monk relics..."
The golden relic turned into a golden warm current and poured into his body.
He felt that his body had become more solid, and his mental strength had also increased.
"It turns out this is calamity... I understand."
After the monk-headed wolf died, the surrounding space was distorted and deformed like ocean waves.
Obviously, it is the key point of this illusion.
"Ho ho ho... Donor, where are you going!"
Accompanied by a strange roar, the door of the lecture hall suddenly opened.
A figure wearing a cassock, a monk's head and a pig's body from an iron tower, holding a six-foot-long sword, suddenly came towards him.
Lu Chenzhou frowned slightly, this monster's strength was only 12 Prajna.
If his illusion wasn't about to dissipate, he would have killed him with one punch.
In the end, the monster's sword slashed into the air and split the green bricks on the ground!
"I'm going to eat you, eat you!"...
Retro clock with hands pointing to 12 o'clock in the morning.
Inside the practice room.
Lu Chenzhou woke up and looked at the time.
"Has it been an hour?"
He quickly looked at the martial arts tree.
[Heart Sutra of the Three Worlds and Ten Directions Zhongzun: First Level (1%) → First Level (2%)]
"This is an increase of 1%. It doesn't seem to be difficult. It should be because my mental strength is already very high."
He used his mind power to activate the meditation beads and spin them slowly.
[Current mental power: 91 Prajna]
"It actually improved by 1 Prajna. If every 1% increase can increase 1 Prajna, then if you practice the Heart Sutra to the second level, your mental power will catch up with my blood level. Isn't this appropriate to take off? To become a spiritual emperor in ten years?
Something is wrong, it shouldn't be that simple." Lu Chenzhou rubbed his brows, feeling an invisible pain in his mind.
Every time you train your mind, it takes a lot of energy, and you need to rest for a while.
During this period, there is no need to delay practice.
He left a message to Toten Toutuo.
Not long after, the video call came.
"Little friend Lu, what's the matter?"
"Senior, I would like to ask you, at what level you have practiced the Heart Sutra."
"Level 6, have you started practicing too?"
"This junior has just completed a calamity, and his mental power has directly increased by 1 prajna."
"Normally, the first calamity experience is like the first time the physical body undergoes gravity training, and there will be a major transformation. Judging from Lao Na's experience, after practicing the first level of the Heart Sutra, a total of 7-10 Prajna spiritual power will be increased.
, don’t have high expectations
.It is easy to understand if you regard the Heart Sutra as the spiritual version of "Tiger Demon Tai Sui Gong". The first three levels of the Heart Sutra correspond to the spiritual practitioners of the first level. With your spiritual power comparable to the second level, you can go back and experience the tribulation before
The third level can be described as a dimensionality reduction attack.”
After listening to Tuotian Toutuo's words, Lu Chenzhou became even more convinced.
This Heart Sutra is just fucking a game!
Illusions are just copies.
Completing a successful calamity in the dungeon will grant you a spiritual upgrade.
When you finish the game, after going through eighty-one difficulties and thousands of calamities, you will master the Heart Sutra.
As for the game server, it is the ocean of souls.
The illusion comes from the collective subconscious of all living beings.
But if it were a game, would this illusion be too real?
Thinking of this, Lu Chenzhou asked:
"Senior, the subconscious of all living beings must be a reflection of some kind of reality they have experienced, right?"
"Well, the subconscious mind is not groundless. It is similar to dreams. No matter how bizarre the things in dreams are, they still have a basis in reality."
"The illusion of the younger generation is like a temple."
"What temple?"
"Landa Temple."
"Landa Temple? Are you sure?"
"What's wrong? Could it be, senior too?"
"I am not Landa Temple. I am on an isolated island in the sea, surrounded by monsters on all sides."
"All right."
"But yesterday I killed a monster with the head of a monk and the body of a fish in the illusion. Before it died, it looked to the west and said... Landa Temple."
At this moment, both the old and the young were silent.
After a while, Tuo Tian Toutuo called Ming Xin over.
"Mingxin, what illusion did you experience when you practiced the Heart Sutra?"
Mingxin said without hesitation:
"I was in a snow-capped mountain temple, chanting sutras, chanting Buddha's name, cooking... It seemed like I was experiencing cultivation all over again."
"Then what?"
"Without this, I can't get out of the temple. Master says I don't practice enough and is not allowed to go down the mountain."
"Aren't there any monsters?"
"Yes, they fly from the sky from time to time, but the old monk in our temple has a deep spiritual practice, and monsters dare not approach."
"What is the temple called specifically?"
"Sakya Temple."
"Have you heard of Landa Temple?"
"No..."
Tuotian Toutuo asked again:
"What about Zhen Ding? Do you know his situation?"
"I don't know, I haven't asked."
Not long after, the sturdy warrior monk Zhending strode over and said:
"Heart Sutra? I haven't practiced it for a while. I have been busy practicing horizontal martial arts recently."
"What level are you on now?"
"First floor."
Tuotian Toutuo's old face darkened and he couldn't help but said:
"Based on your level, if you practice normally and practice till now, you are at the third level at the lowest, right?"
Shaolin Temple will not force strong masters to practice any martial arts, it is all done voluntarily.
However, Abbot Huikong said before that if conditions permit, you can practice the Heart Sutra.
This guy is indeed a warrior monk. He only likes to train his body and neglects to train his mind.
Zhending said helplessly:
"I think so too, I really don't have the talent to refine my mind.
I was trapped in a cave. At the entrance of the cave was a strange monk with a monk's head and a bear body, wearing cassocks.
I was confused, is the first level of the Heart Sutra so difficult to practice?
Although I don’t focus on mind training, after all, my cultivation level as a master’s and my mental strength are at least at the level of the second level of Whirling Soul Martial Arts, right?
I thought that the strange monk should be the key to the calamity. Every time I train my mind, I fight with him.
After fighting for three months, I couldn’t get out, so I gave up strategically and waited for the Grand Master to talk about it later.”
Lu Chenzhou asked: "Senior Zhending, where is your cave?"
Zhending recalled it and frowned: "I really didn't pay attention. How about I practice the Heart Sutra now and take a look?"
Tuo Tian Toutuo said: "You can practice, I will protect you."
Zhending entered meditation cross-legged, put his hands together, and began to experience the calamity.
Just a few minutes after he sat down, he stood up and looked pale. It seemed that he had suffered another disaster and failed.
His face was full of pain and he said: "That strange monk claims to be...the abbot of Landa Temple."
(ps: This book does not follow the infinite flow. This chapter mainly talks about the principle of calamity in the Heart Sutra. It is similar to the infinite flow. There are two main maps in this book, the human world and the virtual realm. Therefore, the illusion of calamity is regarded as the soul type.
It is enough to provide a background board for the fragmented main line information in a stand-alone game. All the fragments are brought together to reveal the main line and behind-the-scenes plot from another angle. In the future, the daily practice of the Heart Sutra will be covered in one stroke, and only key plot points will be spent on some ink.)
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