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The life of a monk is very regular. He works at sunrise and rests at sunset. He does not breathe out his energy, but only writes scriptures and studies Buddhism. Therefore, there is no need to work day and night like a warrior.
Yang Ji followed him and first learned Sanskrit. There are only twenty-four basic words in Sanskrit. It is not difficult to master. Once you are familiar with it, you can basically read the Buddhist scriptures in a nutshell and understand the meaning to some extent.
It's just these twenty-four basic words that can be combined in endless ways and are almost endless. Even though Yang Ji has an excellent memory, it is very difficult to learn. But fortunately, Yang Ji still has strong mental power and has far-reaching abilities.
Super monk's calculation, analysis, deduction and projection abilities.
Therefore, it is not too embarrassing to learn these twenty basic words. However, learning a language has never been an easy task. Although Yang Ji has learned these twenty basic words, he is still far from fully understanding an article.
The complete Buddhist scriptures are still far from complete.
Fortunately, Yang Ji was not in a hurry, and patiently followed the monk to learn Sanskrit in the small temple, treating this as a way to expand.
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Learning Sanskrit is consistent with Confucianism and Taoism practice. Yang Ji inherited the Confucianism and simply regarded this as a kind of practice.
Learning Sanskrit and using it flexibly is the key, rote memorization is not enough. Fortunately, Fanneng did not prohibit Yang Ji from moving in the temple, so Yang Ji has not yet mastered Sanskrit and cannot read the entire Buddhist scripture fluently, but Yang Ji can
From Brahma Neng's transcription, watch the pagodas emerging in the sky and learn the essence of Buddhist scriptures.
Fan Neng did not have enough spiritual power. Although the Buddhist scriptures he wrote were brilliant, he could not see them himself. This was an advantage to Yang Ji.
Fan Neng himself saw black and white writing on the paper, but what Yang Ji saw was a room full of golden light. Every word Fan Neng wrote was like gold dripping from it.
And the scriptures it transcribed were all as bright and solemn as stars. Those Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Vajras in the void did not completely disappear after he finished writing. They were just much smaller in size.
"I wonder if I can afford these Buddhist scriptures?"
Yang Ji stood behind Fan Jing, near the door, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. The matter of the "Zhixin Sutra" that day left a deep impression on Yang Ji.
"The Sutra of Stopping the Heart" was written by Fanneng ten years ago. Yang Ji really wants to know what his current sutras are like.
Fanneng spent a lot of time transcribing pages every day. There were stacks of sutra pages several feet thick piled up in the room. Yang Ji glanced at it and quickly landed on a page not far from his feet.
On the top verse.
"Dharma, Hua, Sutra..."
Although it was a bit difficult, Yang Ji still translated the name on the scripture based on the Sanskrit he mastered. Yang Ji thought for a moment, walked over with his legs, bent down, and reached out to grab the golden picture on the top.
Scripture pages.
Very heavy!
This was Yang Ji's first feeling. It was even more extreme than that day. That night, Yang Ji felt as if he was moving a heavy mountain, and he was still moving the mountain under his feet.
It is impossible for a person to lift himself, let alone the mountain under his feet. This time the feeling is even harder to shake than last time.
Yang Ji tried several times and couldn't move it, so he finally gave up.
"Little Master, how did you do it? These papers are extremely thin, but after you copied the scriptures, they healed Mount Taishan. Even my strength can't shake it. I remember you said that you didn't practice much.
Martial arts and martial arts?"
Yang Ji finally couldn't help but said.
Fan Neng's scriptures reminded Yang Ji of Elder Zhang's Martial Holy Spirit Talisman, including the Evil Holy Spirit Talisman he obtained by destroying the Netherworld Formation of the Skeleton Ghost King.
These Martial Saint Talismans are also written on thin yellow paper. This small piece of paper has powerful abilities because it contains the blood and energy of the Martial Saint. Different levels and functions also have different performances.
The scriptures of Brahma Neng are written in thousands of words, although they do not have the majestic energy revealed by the Wu Sheng Sheng Talisman. The effects are not the same, but the principles are similar but have the same effect.
And the most special thing is that the realm of Fanneng is simply not comparable to those martial saints who destroyed mountains and collapsed mountains. His mental strength is not high, and he can't even see the vision of the birth of his own scriptures.
"It turns out to be the donor."
Fanneng was transcribing. When he heard Yang Ji's words, he turned around with a slight smile on his face, as if he didn't mind Yang Ji disturbing him. But he was a little strange about Yang Ji's doubts:
"This doesn't seem strange, does it?"
Speak as if this is a normal thing.
"How to say?"
Yang Ji said in confusion.
"Because this is actually a martial arts method." Fanneng glanced at Yang Ji and said a little strangely.
"ah!"
Yang Ji was greatly surprised. He plucked his ears and said in disbelief: "Is this a martial arts method?"
"Haha, I grew up in the Dafan Temple. Although my martial arts training is not high, I am surrounded by brothers who practice martial arts and martial arts. I have been exposed to it. Over time, I have always dabbled in it, and I will understand it to a certain extent."
Fan Neng put the brush back into the pen holder with a smile, and turned sideways to Yang Ji, with a look of reminiscence in his simple eyes:
"Although my martial arts training is not high, I also know that after becoming a martial arts examiner in a martial arts high school, most of them are good at writing. The so-called splendid writings are full of literary connotations. This is how it is. Marquis Wu of the imperial court has a bouquet of flowers on his head.
The light is so majestic that it rushes out a hundred feet high. This brilliant light is the spirit, energy, and spirit of the warrior."
"This is the unity of spirit, energy and spirit. It falls on the article, which is a beautiful article, which covers all things. In ancient times, a single word can make mountains and rivers shake, and the sun and moon lose their brightness. This is not how high their cultivation is.
It’s because their spirits and spirit are mixed into one and integrated into the writing. So what you see is not just pure literary spirit, but the spirit and spirit of the literary saint!”
Fan Neng's eyes were shining with a wise look on his face:
"The ancient Buddha Om Mani coaxed him to wait for the six-character mantra to be engraved, and the big demons who pointed out Lu Weijiang would be suppressed at the foot of the mountain, motionless. This is not because the mountain is heavy, but because there is a Buddha suppressing it on the mountain.
The six-character mantra contains the essence of the Buddha. The demons couldn't bear it and could only be suppressed below, unable to move for thousands of years."
"I'm not good at martial arts, and I don't have strong internal strength. But no matter how some things change, the truth is always the same. When I heard these words from my senior brother, I almost immediately thought of the legend of Buddhism and Taoism. Stones from other mountains can attack
Jade. My cultivation level is not high enough, but it is not too difficult to condense essence, energy and spirit."
"I used the things I heard in martial arts to transcribe Buddhist scriptures. So that's how it goes. I'm not mentally strong, but the key to transcribing Buddhist scriptures is concentration. As long as the spirit, energy and spirit are unified, write every word with heart.
.In fact, it doesn’t matter much whether my mental strength is strong or not. Master has always praised me for my high level of understanding, but actually this thing is not that difficult.”
"Nowadays, martial arts is the most respected thing, and most people are distracted. They can't resist all kinds of temptations, their spirits are scattered, and their thoughts are too complicated. That's why when you encounter an article about the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, you will feel that you are in great danger. In fact, if you can put yourself
With all my energy and energy concentrated in one place, you can actually easily pick up the Buddhist scriptures I copied."
…
Yang Ji looked at Fan Neng and was greatly shocked. Fan Neng's words were sincere and sincere, obviously speaking from the bottom of his heart. Yang Ji had never heard of this theory of translating essence, qi, and spirit before. He was deeply shocked.
"Essence, Qi, and Spirit are united, Essence, Qi, and Spirit are united..."
Yang Ji murmured to himself. He felt like he was on a different path, suddenly enlightened. He had inherited Confucianism and Taoism, and he was actually far more profound about this than others.
The vast river is originally formed by the gathering of the essence of countless literati in the world!
The little monk has a lot of words, but he can't pick them up even with his own cultivation. Yang Ji originally thought there would be many twists and turns, but he didn't expect the answer to be so simple.
"Essence, Qi and Shen are united. Essence, Qi and Shen are united. What a unity of Jing, Qi and Shen! It's easy to say, but it's easier said than done."
Yang Ji sighed in his heart. The world is rolling in the world, the sea is flowing across the sea, and in this great melting world, it is not easy to avoid being tempted by external things. It is easier said than done to stay calm, calm, calm, and calm.
In the vast world, how many things can be done? How many things cannot be done?
The simplest thing for the little monk may be the most difficult thing for others. Only a person like the little monk who has a pure and united mind, can guard the ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern, and can write like a day for ten years can do it.
.
Yang Ji couldn't help but admire him secretly.
"A man can't live without five pots of food, and when he dies, he will have five pots of food. Either live a vigorous life, or die. Life is like a fleeting moment. Only when you seize the opportunity to make a vigorous living can you live this life in vain. This kind of life of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha
It’s not what I want, this kind of way is not what I want.”
Yang Ji murmured in his heart. Taoism is not the same as scheming with each other. Although he admires Fan Neng, this kind of Taoism is not what Yang Ji wants.
"Little Master, thank you for your advice."
Yang Ji thanked him. Fan Neng's unity of spirit, energy and spirit was indeed a great inspiration to Yang Ji.
"Actually, this kind of thing is just a trail. If the donor really feels it, the young monk can help the donor to collect his mind and collect all kinds of scattered thoughts."
Fanneng thought about it, pondered for a moment and then said.
"ah!"
Yang Ji was surprised, and then he was overjoyed: "It's true."
"The integration of spirit and energy is just a technique. It does not increase your martial arts or improve your strength. It only allows your originally scattered energy, energy and spirit to gather together and restore the original appearance of all living beings. So the donor does not need to thank me too much.
.”
As he spoke, Fanneng fumbled for a roll of something from under the brown teapot where Buddhist scriptures were written. It seemed to be a scroll of scriptures and paintings, but it didn't seem quite like it. It was covered with dust, and it had obviously been there for a long time.
"There are scriptures and paintings in the Dafan Temple that teach people to unite their spirit, energy and spirit. All brothers and sisters can learn it as long as they are willing. The young monk has seen it before, but it is something in the temple. Although the young monk has studied Buddhist scriptures, he is a disciple of the temple after all.
, and has no right to delegate it to adults.”
"However, I have been reading Buddhist scriptures for a long time, and I always thought that the paintings in the temple were a bit too complicated, and did not capture the original meaning of the unity of essence, energy and spirit. So I made another painting in private and put my experience in studying Buddhist scriptures into it. Donors can Take it and have a look."
Fanneng said harmoniously and handed the scroll of paintings in Yang Ji's hands.
"oh."
Yang Ji took the sutra and painting from Fan Neng, hesitant in his heart. The monk's words were beyond his expectation. He originally thought it was a sutra and painting that unites spirit, energy and spirit. But now it seems that it is just a monk's painting. Just a painting.
"I wonder what he drew?"
Yang Ji was secretly curious.
In martial arts, generally only when you reach the level of a martial arts practitioner can you start to do the most superficial scripture painting. You can put your own experience into it and pass it on to future generations.
This is how the Yang family's unity of fist and mind came to be.
But the monk obviously does not have the level of a martial artist. Yang Ji is really not sure how the paintings he made based on his own psychology will be. However, having seen all kinds of extraordinary things about the monk, Yang Ji does not dare to look down on them. (It’s a pie in the sky. Events, cool mobile phones are waiting for you! Follow ~ click / public account (add friends on WeChat, add public account and enter ddxiaoshuo), participate now! Everyone will win a prize, follow ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account now!)
