Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

In the old monk's room, the master and apprentice sat opposite each other.

"Miao, what did you gain from this trip?" Hui Ming asked with a smile on his face.

Meng Yuan smiled and said, "The disciple has gained a lot, and I don't know where to start."

"You left only in the middle of Qi training, and when you came back, you have already built a foundation, can it be considered a good harvest?"

Meng Yuan shook his head: "No, the level of spiritual power does not know the suffering of all sentient beings, it is difficult to understand the root of the good law, and it is only nothingness."

"Then you are full of light, and you have a golden horse, which is stronger than the means, but a good harvest?" "No, treasure and people are

like a knife with honey, less than the beauty of a meal, and a child licking it has the danger of cutting his tongue, if the mountain of means has its own mountain, and the man has its own people, and the strong are better than the world."

Hui Ming nodded and asked, "Then you really have no way to attain the three bodhisattvas, and deserve to be a Buddha, but the harvest is abundant?" "None, the three bodhisattvas, the three bodhisattvas, the three bodhisattvas, the three bodhisattvas, the three bodhisattvas, the three bodhisattvas, the three

bodhisattvas, the three bod

Meng Yuan suddenly realized, "Master, the disciple has nothing to gain.

For a time, the room was fragrant, as if thousands of flowers were born in the void, and the master and apprentice sat among the flowers, looking at each other and laughing.

Now Meng Yuan has determined that the master in front of him is indeed not an old monk who has built a foundation and a perfect realm, and his Dharma is also very profound, not attached to what is obtained or not, all sentient beings are equal, the law is equal, there is no superiority, and he is a Agandhara and three bodhisattvas.

"Wonderful evil, there is anger in your heart." The old monk looked into Meng Yuan's eyes and said.

"Yes, Master." Meng Yuan nodded.

The old monk shook his head and said, "You shouldn't have anger, Buddha loves all sentient beings and takes goodness as the root, anger will burn your compassion, cover your wisdom, and pollute your bodhichitta mind."

At this moment, the two were already talking, and as the old monk in the room spoke, it was like a boundless karmic fire burning from the ground for a while, turning all the flowers into ashes, and burning Meng Yuan's flesh and bones to the wreckage.

At this moment, Meng Yuan became a white bone, wearing a moon-white monk's robe.

He asked rhetorically, "Master, why does the Buddha universalize all sentient beings?"

These words stumped the old monk, as if no one had ever gone to the slightest about why a Buddha wanted to transform all sentient beings.

Both the only school and the endless school in the Great Yan Kingdom believe that the Buddha and all Buddhas have been established for eternity, so he is not a human being, so why is he compassionate, why is he human?

Wouldn't it be contradictory to say that He is one of all beings, and therefore to love all beings and bring them out of the sea of life and death in this world. "Master, my anger

is not my anger, but the anger of all beings. I am all beings, and all beings are me, and those who have me do not have me, and those who have me think that they have me, and those who have ordinary men are extraordinary husbands.

"Master, you and me, all sentient beings can become Buddhas!"

Rumble! The

heavenly karmic fire turned into flowers, covering the entire room again, Meng Yuan's white bones, tendons and meat, flesh and skin, and instantly restored its original appearance.

The old monk gently lowered his hands: "You are already a Buddha?"

"Not done."

All the visions in the room dispersed one after another, like an illusion, the master and apprentice were still sitting opposite each other, but now the monk Huiming no longer regarded Meng Yuan as a disciple.

Turning around and taking out a book from the cabinet, the Lotus Heart Sutra built the foundation.

"I have nothing left to teach you, if you want to practice the next chapter of Jindan, you can go to Ahanji."

Meng Yuan's growth is beyond Hui Ming's imagination, but he still has some selfish intentions, after all, he plans to let Meng Yuan go to Ahan Temple, maybe he can change all this...

Meng Yuan took over the foundation chapter: "Master Xie." "

Ahan Temple, it should be the temple where the old monk was born, he will go, but the affairs in the temple and the Wang family still need to be solved.

"Master, do you know which junior brother was occupied by a demon?"

Through the matter of Fang Cai, he had confirmed that the master was not a demon, but a high-level monk, and since that night, he had to stimulate cultivation, and he ate less and less.

"Wei Shi is not sure, this disaster was also caused by Shi Shi, but I didn't think that it would affect you, but now as long as Wei Shi is still in the temple, it does not dare to be presumptuous, otherwise Wei Shi will burn with it."

"Master, what kind of demon is it?" Listening to what Master said, he already knew what the demon was, but he seemed to be very jealous.

"It is the heavenly devil, who hates all sentient beings to leave the mortal realm, manifests the world with all suffering, and whether I and other Buddhist cultivators practice all the methods, they are all great enemies." The old monk's face was solemn.

Sky Devil? If this is the kind of thing, it is no wonder that it is difficult for his own eyes to see the flaws in the two senior brothers now.

"Then what method can Master have to subdue it?"

The old monk shook his head, did not want to say more, only said: "You just have to rest assured to go to your way, there is a master in the temple to take care of it, and there will be no trouble."

Meng Yun was going to continue to ask, but since the master and his old man knew it in mind, he didn't say more, maybe the old monk had his own plans, after all, he already knew what was causing it but did not let himself be careful, which means that the danger had actually been suppressed.

It is strange to say that the two of them debated the Dharma to make such a big movement, but did not alarm the others at all, and the small temple was very quiet at the moment.

Meng Yuan walked to his room with his legs raised, and when he passed the door of the hall, suddenly, a strange voice stopped him.

"Junior Brother Miao."

The only person in the temple who could call him Senior Brother Miaole, but at the moment, this voice was obviously not his voice.

Meng Yuan did not turn around, but ignored it and walked.

The voice continued to call him: "Junior Brother Miao, don't go, I am Miaoyan, I am trapped in the Buddha statue in this hall by demons, can you save me?"

"Senior Brother Miaoyan, aren't you practicing closed-mouth meditation?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Alas! I am now half-dead, where else do you care about closed mouth Zen and open mouth Zen, since that day you and Master went to town for one night and did not return, I was attracted by the heavenly demon in this temple and became his substitute, Master does not believe me, Senior Brother Miaole can't hear me or see me, only you can save me.

That wonderful word was sincere, and it could actually trigger Meng Yuan's compassion, and he couldn't help but want to believe him and sympathize with him.

"Heavenly Devil, you are the transformation of all the desires and evil of all sentient beings, and the human heart and humanity cannot escape the palm of your hand, but it cannot shake the heart of the poor monk, and when the time is ripe, I will take care of you myself."

When the Heavenly Demon heard this, he was immediately furious, what a joke, that old monk who had ascended to the sky was also made into this picture by it, such a little bald head that it used to be able to spray to death in one breath dared to speak wildly?

Suddenly, all kinds of vicious curses came from Meng Yuan's back, but they were blocked by the moon white monk's robe, which hurt him in the slightest, and then floated away.

However, he did have this idea, the heavenly demon manifested with the suffering and evil of all beings, and if it was tempered, it would mean the complete elimination of some of the sufferings of the world, which was a great merit.

Heavenly demons are not incomprehensible, and it was recorded in the "Daji Sutra" that the daughter of the demon king Boshen left the darkness to become a Buddha, and the Buddhas also submitted to the heavenly demons many times.

After returning to the room, Manzhu had already curled up in the corner of the collapse and fell asleep, and Meng Yuan took out a futon and meditated on the side.

Fang Cai's Heavenly Demon deliberately lured him and appeared as Miaoyan, could it be that he had taken away the senior brother?

However, Meng Yuan was not sure that this thing could find flaws in people's hearts, and it was the most cunning, and it was not impossible to deliberately seduce him.

But when it finds itself, it is looking for the wrong person.

Meng Yuan put down what he thought, and then took out the foundation building chapter of the Lotus Duer Heart Sutra and slowly looked at it.