Yang Ji murmured to himself, each of the scriptures transcribed by the monk seems to have its own life. In the novel, whether it is Buddha, King Kong, Arhat, poisonous insects, birds, beasts... everything is vivid and lifelike. , as if living in another world, unaware of his own illusion.
The ability to be an illusion without being aware of it is simply incredible and gives people a huge shock.
"write like an angel!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind.
He finally understood what was going on with the vision of the King Kong that he had seen miles away. He also understood what was going on with the power that dispelled the great Asura's anger and brought peace to his heart.
This monk's Buddhist teachings are so profound that he can actually turn the words on the Buddhist scriptures into reality and directly display them in the void in a very shocking visual way.
"It's incredible. After the end of the Buddhist era, I didn't expect that there would be such a profound Buddhist monk in this small temple in the mountains!"
Whenever Yang Ji thinks of the majestic hundred-foot-tall Dharma Protector Vajra that appeared in the void before, his heart is shaken.
Such strange phenomena can appear in the written words, which means that the other party's attainments in Buddhism have reached an astonishing level.
The young monk was so focused that he had not noticed Yang Ji's appearance until now. He seemed to be completely immersed in the world of scriptures.
Yang Ji felt awe in his heart and did not want to disturb him. He stood at the threshold and watched from his back as he transcribed pages of scriptures.
The sutra room in the abbot's place is filled with golden light, the Buddha's aura is majestic, and the treasures are solemn.
Yang Ji watched as he copied page after page of scriptures. The contents of the scriptures were different, and the scenes that appeared in the void were also different.
Yang Ji had not dabbled in the scriptures, and was a little confused and confused at the beginning. But gradually, he began to understand the meanings of the scriptures through observation and analogy. In a short while, he actually understood the profound meaning of the scriptures copied by the monk. It seemed that these scriptures were particularly easy to understand.
Some of these scriptures are about the Buddha opening his monastery, preaching to the sky full of Bodhisattvas, Vajras, Arhats, gods and humans, describing the meaning of universal salvation for all living beings; some are about the Buddha serving an eagle with his body, using great forbearance and profound Buddhist teachings to save the vicious nature of eagles and birds. ; Some Buddhas turn the wheel, subjugate the demons and heretics, transform into demons and become sons of the Buddha, and promote the Buddha nature...
The contents of the scriptures vary, but all the pictures are inseparable from the Buddha, Buddha, and Bodhisattva. The main points are basically ordinary living beings, promoting the Buddha's Dharma, and using kindness and tolerance to save evil and evil thoughts.
The young monk was writing in the front, and Yang Ji was reading from the back. At the beginning, Yang Ji was just curious and looked at it casually, but later, his whole mind was drawn into it, and the more he read, the more devoted he became.
The monk wrote the scriptures and Yang Ji read the scriptures.
Yang Ji discovered that the Buddhist scriptures and the Confucian scriptures are both places where the words and deeds of the sages are recorded. The difference is that the Buddhist scriptures record the words and deeds of the Buddha, while the Confucian scriptures record the words and deeds of the sages when they taught their disciples and transformed the people. .
The Buddhist lineage has long been extinct, but from these Buddhist scriptures, we can learn the stories of the legendary Buddhas who have been destroyed.
Especially the story of Buddha subduing evil spirits.
There was silence in the sutra room, and time passed slowly in this silence. I don't know how long passed -
"Goo!"
Suddenly a harsh sound sounded, breaking the silence. Yang Ji was startled, and when he woke up from those Buddha stories, he looked up and saw a pair of surprised eyes.
In front of the sutra room, the young monk who was crouching at his desk turned his head at some point. The monk had good features and was not much older than Yang Ji. He was also ten years old. He was looking at Yang Ji with his mouth open and a look of surprise on his face.
.
Obviously, Yang Ji has been here for so long, and he didn't realize it until now.
"you……"
The young monk opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Ji. He opened his lips and wanted to say something, but he seemed to not know where to start.
"Little Master, Yang Ji, a disciple of Langya Iron Crown Sect, accidentally entered this place by mistake and disturbed Little Master's practice."
Yang Ji said apologetically.
"Langya County..."
The young monk frowned slightly, seeming a little confused. But his expression slowly softened:
"Amitabha, senior brother, you're too polite. A young monk lives in a remote mountain. He just writes some scriptures and goes down there. How can he practice cultivation?"
"A monk who speaks well."
Yang Ji thought to himself. This monk had extraordinary abilities, but he had an amazingly good temper. He barged in without knocking and broke into his sutra room, but he had no temper at all.
Yang Ji slowly relaxed in his heart.
"By the way, little master, let me ask, where exactly is this place?"
Yang Ji asked. In order to avoid hurting innocent people, he just ran all the way without knowing where he ended up. After his power is restored, if he wants to return to Langya County, he must first determine his location.
"Senior brother, you don't even know where you are?"
The young monk raised one palm up, flat on his chest, in a clasping posture, and looked at Yang Ji with a surprised look on his face. Obviously, Yang Ji's words sounded very strange.
It is really strange that a person can break into his own temple without even knowing where he is.
Yang Ji was slightly stunned. He really couldn't explain this clearly. At that time, in order to fight against Asura, he couldn't even tell the direction. His eyes were blood red, and he didn't know where he was.
"To be honest, there was a sudden change in Langya County, and a large number of underworld creatures appeared. I was injured by the underworld creatures, and I was in a trance. I ran away without paying attention to the path."
Yang Ji thought for a while and said simply.
"Oh I got it."
The young monk nodded and said suddenly: "No wonder I feel a strong heretic aura in you. - This is Tianshui County. You are probably a hundred miles away from Langya County, close to a thousand miles!"
"!!!"
Yang Ji remained silent. Although he knew he had left Langya County, he didn't expect to run so far.
"It's actually Tianshui County. Isn't this where Shi Zhongye's sect is located? This means that my direction is correct. But I didn't expect that I would run so far!"
Yang Ji thought deeply and was also surprised.
A hundred miles is already a long way. If you think about it carefully, with your own strength, running at full speed, without stopping from noon to sunset, until the blood in the body is exhausted, it may really be that far.
"Goo!"
A burst of abdominal rumblings came from his stomach, and Yang Ji felt hungry and embarrassed. He had not eaten for a long time since he entered the underground.
The sound that startled the young monk before was also coming from his own stomach.
It would be fine if it were normal times. It is still unbearable. Even if you haven't eaten for a few days, it is not a big deal. But after a fierce battle, whether it is mental, physical or blood, it is consumed very quickly.
At this time, the feeling of hunger is particularly strong and unbearable.
"Little Master, do you have anything to eat here?"
Yang Ji raised his head. Although he was a little embarrassed, he still asked because of hunger. Belly wrapping is a problem that everyone has to solve, whether they are martial saints or ordinary people.
The young monk lives alone in the mountains. This is also a problem that must be solved. Buddhist scriptures cannot be used as food. Yang Ji believes that he must have prepared some food here.
"Yes, this does exist..."
The monk woke up with a start, turned around, walked to the table, took out a bamboo basket from a drawer on the wall next to it, put it in his arm, and carried it over casually.
"The young monk upholds the Buddhist precepts and does not eat meat. So there are only some plain fruits here."
The monk put one palm together and bowed slightly.
"Don't dare."
Yang Ji quickly returned the greeting and said: "Melons and fruits are enough." But he was secretly surprised. He knew from reading the unofficial history that there are some precepts in Buddhism and Taoism.
But Buddhism and Taoism have perished. Naturally, no one follows these precepts. In fact, this is the first time Yang Ji has heard that people who practice Buddhism cannot eat meat.
In this era of martial arts and gods, it is simply unbelievable.
"It's incredible. Buddhism and Taoism have become so weak, even worse than Confucianism and Taoism. There are still people who strictly abide by those precepts that have disappeared."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
Most of those who have acquired Buddhist and Taoist martial arts are just practicing martial arts. As for the so-called precepts and laws, they don't believe in them at all. They are no different from other martial artists other than Buddhism and Taoism.
This is also the reason why although some branches of Buddhism are still passed down, everyone says that Buddhism has perished.
"He wears cassocks, is ordained, and abides by Buddhist precepts... This person is different in every way. He is completely a decent disciple of Buddhism. But if not for this, I am afraid he would not have such profound attainments in Buddhism."
Yang Ji nodded in his heart.
Naturally, he couldn't stay in the sutra room. It was obvious that the monk valued it very much. Yang Ji exited and sat down in the tea room, preparing to have a meal.
Except for the lack of meat, there was actually a lot of food in the basket. Yang Ji took a look and saw that there were some green or red berries and wild fruits. They looked very fresh and should have been picked that day.
Yang Ji was really hungry, and his stomach growled again. He picked up a bright red berry with leaves and put it in his mouth.
The berries are delicious and juicy. When you take a bite, all the berries turn into juice, flow into your throat, and sink into your abdomen.
"tasty."
Yang Ji thought about it and picked up a few more wild fruits, threw them into his mouth, chewed them a few times, and swallowed them. With these wild fruits, his stomach felt much better.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Ji sat cross-legged on the ground. When he looked up, he found the monk standing next to him, condescending, his eyes staring at him, as if he was hesitant to speak. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
"this……"
The young monk hesitated, as if he had been troubled for a long time:
"The young monk has always wanted to ask, how did Senior Brother get in in the first place?"
After saying that, he looked eager and seemed very curious.
"ah?"
Yang Ji looked surprised. He didn't expect that the monk had hesitated for half a year just to ask this question. However, Yang Ji didn't hide it when others were being lenient:
"To be honest, at the beginning, I actually saw a vision between heaven and earth. Later, I followed and saw this small temple."
"and after?"
The young monk said eagerly. Yang Ji found that he didn't seem surprised at all by the vision of heaven and earth he mentioned.
"Later? Then we walked up the mountain road."
Yang Ji said with a surprised look on his face.
"That's it? Is this how you came up?"
The young monk said in disbelief, his eyes turned pale. It seemed that what Yang Ji said was not the answer he wanted to hear.
"Yes, what else can be done?"
Yang Ji said in surprise.
Now it was his turn to be surprised. Yang Ji originally thought that when the monk asked about this, he would be interested in the Dharma Protector King Kong he had inspired.
But after communicating with him, Yang Ji discovered that this was not the case at all.
The young monk was actually concerned about how he went up the mountain after seeing the small temple. After seeing the small temple on the top of the mountain, he just walked up. At most, he ran up. What else could be done?
The entanglement between the young monks is really puzzling. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster! u