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54 Chapter 54
Chapter 54: Chanting Sutras and Enlightenment
The jade house of Xinshui Ranch has been standing there for almost a month. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"
Yunqing uses the Sutra of Washing Marrow to temper his body every day, constantly warming and nourishing the True Qi of the Great Sun and Black Sky Wheel, and his cultivation progresses steadily. After getting used to the slightly noisy environment, the herdsmen who come and go in front of her house every day gradually become a background, and their influence on her is much less. This was Yun Qing's first time living in the world since she came out of Yaoque Pagoda, but she felt that she couldn't fit into it at all.
She is a loner by nature.
"Lord God Monk?" A careful and respectful voice came into the jade house.
"What's the matter?" Yun Qing silently circulated his True Qi for a small Zhou Tian, ββand then slowly gathered it.
The herdsmen outside the door said: "The weather has improved a lot in the past few days. Thank you for your help in the past few days. If it weren't for you..."
"It's your duty, don't be polite." Yun Qing interrupted him, and he didn't need to think about it to know that he must say again, "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to live."
The herdsmen knelt on the ground with a plop and shouted desperately inside: "If there is no Lord God and Monk, we will not be able to live!!"
Yun Qing was silent for a while, and then said gently: "Since the snow disaster has eased a lot, it's time for me to go back to the temple."
The herdsman was stunned: "Sir, are you leaving? Are you going to abandon us!?"
"Yes, I believe that the pasture will gradually get better after the snow disaster. It's time for me to go back." Yun Qing's voice was still gentle and calm.
The herdsman immediately burst into tears: "Sir God Monk! You can't go, look at this prairie wolf, look at this Ling Xun, if you are not here, we will not be able to survive!"
Yun Qing didn't answer anymore, set up a small soundproof circle, and started to meditate again.
Are these creatures begging for the protection of cultivators in front of them, and the creatures in the south who are fighting with the demon clan, are they really the same? If it is the same, what is it that makes them show completely different living conditions?
This question flashed in Yun Qing's mind, but she was soon left behind. Whatever it was, it had nothing to do with her Tao, and she didn't think about it.
She swept the spiritual platform and began to recite the Sutra for Washing Marrows aloud in her mind. Yun Qing recited the scriptures in his mouth, but there was nothing in his heart. Chanting sutras is also an essential step in the practice of Buddhism.
"Little monk recites the scriptures, but has no intentions", this sentence is often used in a derogatory sense, but it is true in Buddhism. When reciting the scriptures, keep the mind empty and empty, not even the scriptures themselves. Every word is poured out like a stream of water, without any intentional feeling. Only by chanting the scriptures until there is no scriptures in the heart can we penetrate the scriptures.
In the old days of Lingshan, the Buddha held flowers, and Kasyapa smiled, so the Buddha passed on Kasyapa's wordless scriptures. In Buddhism, there is no way to express it, but what can be written and read is only a very small part. Only in the repeated chanting of Buddhist scriptures can one get a glimpse of the legendary "no-word scripture", that is, the true meaning of scriptures. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"
This kind of method of chanting is not only found in Buddhism, but also in immortals. One of the most famous expositions comes from the "Dongxuan Kongdong Lingzhangjing" written by the ancestors of Shenyinmen. Therefore, there are always rumors in the cultivating world that the Supreme Dao of Shenyinmen is the easiest inheritance to obtain. As long as you get the original copy and recite it 10,000 times, you can ascend in the daytime.
Although Yun Qing did not believe in such exaggerated remarks, he also felt that the rumors were not groundless. She didn't know that, in fact, in Jiu Ming City, Xie Yao, who had obtained the "Tai Shang Induction Record", had already used this method to enter the realm of sitting and forgetting.
Yun Qing recited the scriptures over and over again, and after an unknown amount of time, she felt a little uneasy in her heart. Together with these distracting thoughts, the chanting cannot continue.
She simply lifted the small restraint that blocked the sound, and walked out of the jade house with Aman.
It was almost dusk outside the house, there was some moisture in the air, the snow had melted a lot, and the green grass was stained with water droplets and stained with sunshine.
Yun Qing took a sniff. In addition to the grassy fragrance mixed with the earthy smell, the air also had an unpleasant smell.
"Lord God Monk! Hurry up and save him!"
Several herdsmen carried a person and shouted loudly from afar.
Yun Qing frowned, rubbed Fangcun's lamp, suddenly disappeared in place, and appeared in front of several people the next moment.
A few herdsmen were startled, and dropped the people they were carrying and knelt down on the ground without saying a word.
The man on the ground was covered in blood, his left hand was broken, and the stump was still firmly held by his right hand. He seemed to be still awake, and he was going crazy with pain.
Yun Qing's infuriating energy could not be used to repair the injury, so she had to pull the stump out of the man's hand, then took back her left hand and fixed it with Xuanyuan Huayu. She once used the Xuanyuan Huayu technique to promote the Hundred Peanut Machine. This person has just broken his arm, so it is not a big problem to be so warm.
"Prairie Snow Wolf?" Yun Qing asked, looking at the wound on his hand.
When the injured person was touched by her, she fainted, and several herdsmen who were kneeling on the ground quickly replied: "Yes, yes, what a large group!"
Yun Qing frowned. At this time, the snow disaster had just passed, and most of the damage had not been recovered. It was estimated that the group of grassland snow wolves had reached their limit, so they began to attack the herdsmen in large groups.
"Take him back." Yun Qing put his hands into his sleeves and slowly walked back to his jade house.
The few herdsmen were chasing after her, obviously with good foot strength, but they couldn't keep up with Yun Qing. There is a sense of lightness and swiftness in her movement, which is also the credit of the Sutra of Washing the Marrow.
"I'm afraid there will be prairie wolves attacking at night, so be careful to prepare."
Yun Qing felt that the peculiar smell of the carnivores in the vicinity was getting bigger and bigger, and it was estimated that these prairie wolves were planning a large-scale attack.
When she left this sentence, these herdsmen would not agree. So another person knelt down towards the jade house and said, "Sacred monk, save us! If you don't help us, we will..."
"Understood, I will stop this catastrophe for you tonight, and I will leave here tomorrow." Yun Qing sighed, with compassion in her expression, and she didn't know whether she felt sorry for the suffering of this group of mortals, or these The ignorance of the ignorant.
"What, what? God Monk, you will leave here tomorrow!?" The herdsmen who returned from grazing looked at her in surprise and reluctance.
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"If you want, I can go today." Yun Qing said with a gentle smile.
The herdsmen knelt down again and shouted: "God monk, if it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be able to survive this steppe wolf attack. Please stay for one more night!"
Yun Qing nodded with a smile, while setting up a barrier at the entrance of the ranch. Although the snow wolf is ferocious, it is only an ordinary beast after all. Although Yun Qing is not good at formation and enchantment, it is more than enough to block them.
At night, there was indeed a snow wolf attacking.
The leader was the big white wolf that Yun Qing had seen not long ago. Its fur was not as shiny as it was a month ago, and it seemed that it had been having a hard time recently. Yun Qing looked at the man and the wolf who were facing each other across the fence, both sides were starving and skinny. The snow wolves are all refreshed, with sharp claws, and their eyes have the ferocity that is unique to predators. The herdsmen were all sluggish, and only occasionally would their eyes light up when they saw the enchantment, and their expressions were deeply numb and tired.
Humans are really inferior to beasts.
Yun Qing sighed as he watched these menacing snow wolves sprint towards the barrier again and again.
The leader was leading the charge, and it was already covered in blood, but it was still unwilling to give up. The cattle, sheep, and even herders in Xinshui Ranch were the only food they could find after this long snowstorm.
After an unknown amount of time, it gave Yun Qing a faint glance with those blue eyes, then howled unwillingly, and disappeared into the moonlight with the wolves.
Yun Qing withdrew the barrier and said to the onlookers, "Okay, it's over."
The herdsmen were quiet for a while, and then cheered. They immediately forgot about Yunqing and began to discuss holding a banquet to overcome the difficulties and celebrate together. Of course, they have reason to be happy. The predation method of the grassland snow wolf is a bit "good horses don't eat back grass". For targets that have been attacked but have not succeeded, they generally do not visit again.
This smug, happy look made Yun Qing think that they had really fought Snow Wolf and then won.
She smiled quietly, watching the pastures gradually become brightly lit, and every household held a feast with wine to welcome the warm spring.
"God monk... Would you like to come to my house to sit down?" An old woman with a hunched waist said to Yun Qing with a bowl of hot meat porridge. Yun Qing remembered that it was the old woman who stopped her at the gate of the ranch and took an outcast from her.
Yun Qing glanced at the meat porridge in her hand, moved slightly, and said, "Alright."
Most of the nomads in the grasslands live in tents, but this old woman built a log cabin. Thinking about her age, it was inconvenient for her to change places every season with the herdsmen, so she lived here for a long time and raised a few lambs.
There were many patterned blankets in front of the wooden house, and many herdsmen sat on the ground, drinking and eating meat boldly, talking loudly.
Yun Qing didn't go too close, just watched quietly.
"Didn't the monk come to have some porridge?" The old woman handed Yun Qing the bowl in her hand, but she blocked her.
"Poor monks don't stick to meat and smell." Yun Qing refused with a smile, she didn't stick to meat and smell, she just ate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The old woman took back the bowl apologetically, and said repeatedly: "Offended, offended!"
"How's the old man doing recently?" Yun Qing didn't mind, but asked enthusiastically.
The old woman smiled, her face wrinkled: "My child is back, and my heart is at ease. How good is my life!"
Yun Qing's smile deepened, and her expression seemed unpredictable in the light: "That's good, but it must be a hassle to take care of children. I wonder if you can handle it at such an old age?"
"Naturally, I can hold it, my Sang'er is so well-behaved!" The old woman's face almost overflowed with joy, she said gratefully, "Thank you a lot, if it weren't for you, how would I find my Sang'er?"
Yun Qing listened, nodded and said, "It must also be the reward for your good deeds every day. It must be known that the way of heaven has its own reincarnation, the good will end in good, and the evil will eat their own evil."
After hearing this, the old woman looked slightly stunned, said a few words of thanks, and then brought the porridge bowl to greet the other herdsmen.
Yun Qing stood in the dim light, watching the group of drunken herdsmen, waiting for the dawn.
In the early morning of the next day, the morning glow was red all over the sky, the snow on the ground melted, the streams were turbulent, and the floes occasionally reflected the dazzling sunlight, which could be seen clearly from a long distance. Under the nourishment of the snow water, the pastures are rejuvenated again, and the breath of the revival of all things in spring gradually fills the entire prairie.
Yun Qing sorted out the scriptures she brought, and she was about to leave the ranch. According to her original plan, it would be better to go back in about two or three months. Now that she has only been out for less than a month, things over at Guiling Temple and Mianfeng Gallery have not developed to the point she wanted. But it doesn't matter, there is nothing of value in this pasture, and it is better for her to find a snowy mountain to quietly cultivate for a while than to stay in this chaos.
She waved the jade house into aura, picked up the stainless steel Zen staff on the ground, and Aman, who followed behind her, was carrying a large package.
But just as she was about to turn to leave, there was a loud noise behind her.
"It's that demon monk, it must be him!" An old and painful voice pointed at her.
Yun Qing sighed slightly, stopped and turned around.
The old woman walked towards her aggressively with a group of herders who had just woken up from a hangover.
"He killed my Sonny!"
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