Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

[Huashou heavy rock, the center of annihilation]

The sky when I look up is dark, and the sky seems to be filled with red clouds gathering in the day and Su Ling crying at night. After they circle around, my eyes turn to blood, while the spring soil under my feet is dark and dark. Every inch is condensed by Wushang's profound Zen concentration. It is as solid as steel and stained with rust. When you step on it, you can hear the sound of heavy clouds in the sky and all the people disappearing. It seems to be an ancient continent where all the gods and Buddhas died hundreds of millions of kalpas ago and remained unmoving.

King Mojisura, dressed in ragged clothes and covered with scars, walked forward quietly and solemnly on this land. He clasped his palms together and looked solemn as if he was about to go to worship the Buddha.

If someone looks closely, they will find that the original pair of jackdaw-like eyes and the strange appearance of the Westerners are currently experiencing a slow and continuous body fusion, and there are stars in the pupils from time to time. Heron rises and Beidou rotates, resolving the originally indescribable feeling of fragmentation and fragmentation in the body.

This is a kind of evolution and fusion. The will of King Mahasura who awakened from the treasure was originally difficult to control the body of Dharma King Miaobao, so he banished the bardo body of Dharma King Miaoba to the deepest part of Jizu Mountain. Here, all the original obsessions are gone.

But Jiang Wen's shocking sword gave him the perfect opportunity to fuse his body.

That sword left a deep scar on the chest of King Mojisura. It also caused severe trauma to the internal organs. When he staggered, he could see white bone stubble and red flesh. Even if he used it skillfully, The miraculous power of the Thirty-Two Phases of Dharma King Tathagata caused the muscles around the wound to crowd together crazily, leaving a hideous sore like a baby's mouth.

The process of gradual integration of the weak body and the remaining treasures made King Mahasura gradually feel the clear and real pain. It was not only the physical burden and pain, but also the mental anxiety and pain accumulated over a long period of time.

The feelings of the Dharma King Miaobao were conveyed without reservation, causing the king of Moxisura, who seemed to be a god sitting on a cloud platform, to fall to the earthly world in an instant, and was in a state of embarrassment.

King Mojisura took a deep breath. He knew that this was a step he had to take. He just didn't expect that Jiang Wen would choose to completely crush his six senses and turn them into firewood after all his emotions and desires were burned out. ——This almost completely cuts off the possibility of enlightenment and becoming a Buddha.

Doing this is like a furnace fire that is about to go out. It chooses to completely seal the furnace door, pour air into the furnace, and pour oil all over the fire, just to release a stunning and dazzling final scene at the moment of explosion, which will shock all mortals. It is impossible to awaken the Manas Consciousness!

As the blood dripping on the ground gradually faded away, even though the pale color inevitably appeared, King Mochisura was still walking alone.

In this boundless and vast world of annihilation, he once again felt the desolation and sadness of never seeing the ancients before and never seeing the coming again. It was endless and boundless. This was originally a great silence, but at this time he had already I couldn't feel the great joy, I just kept my head down and walked forward.

In the boundless silence, he once again heard a mysterious rhythm coming from the deepest nebula in the samadhi of annihilation.

The Crab Nebula presents the deepest black fog in the world, and is surging along the outline of the world. It is like the slow heartbeat of some giant creature when it is sleeping. It is constantly rising and falling with the strength of its breathing, blowing chaos. The low-lying grass and trees in the quiet wilderness; it is also like the silence that is unique in the Hongmeng universe when the stars in the sky rotate, and the debris thrown out forms the edge of the desolate universe.

King Mojisura was fascinated by the black mist nebula, but he knew very well that in the boundless concentration of annihilation, there should not be such a sound, nor should there be any sound...

If you just extinguish the six consciousnesses and fall into silence, what you will achieve is no-contemplation concentration. For example, "Kusha Lun" says: "There is a method that can cause the mind and the mind to be extinguished, which is called non-conception; if there is a different method, it can To make the mind and mind disappear is called concentration without thoughts. Concentration without thoughts is called concentration without thoughts; or concentration without thoughts is called concentration without thoughts."

Non-perception concentration is an outsider's concentration. People in concentration still regard the physical body as self. It is precisely because of the constant self-view that the noise of ego will appear and produce the reverberation that disturbs the world.

And for the cessation of cessation that King Mojisura wants to enter, he must first annihilate the six consciousnesses until the heart of the King of Hearts has no effect, and even part of the seventh consciousness must be annihilated. This is called annihilation. Completely determined.

This kind of cessation of cessation is the state of the great Arahant who is free from all emancipation. If it were not for the great arhat who possesses the four jhanas and eight samadhis and has cut off all troubles, it would be impossible to sink into the state of cessation of cessation - and since the self-grasping of life and death is completely cut off, it is impossible to sink into it. There is absolutely no possibility of any noise remaining, let alone forming a vast and boundless black fog nebula!

[Three hundred years of planning are finally coming to an end. 】

Closing his eyes to stabilize his mind, King Moxisura finally felt his body and mind gradually merge into one. He couldn't help but sigh that this body was not the one he had three hundred years ago. After encountering Jiang Wen's fatal blow, his body was covered with blood. The pain is enough to make you suffocate.

But it’s all worthwhile and necessary.

King Mojisura took a deep breath, formed the meditation seals with his hands to clarify the truth of mindfulness and clarify delusions, trying to sink into a deeper level of meditation, but the moment he closed his eyes, his soul was shocked, just because of Jiang Wen's That sword seemed to destroy a mandala in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, shaking the bardo of silence and the hundreds of civil and military statues to the point of collapse, so that strange and familiar memories rolled in front of his eyes...

At the end of his memory, he saw with his own eyes a strange stone tablet unearthed in Pintuo Mountain near Uchanyani City. Countless people took one look at it and danced wildly, as if crazy.

It is a huge, thick, majestic and strange stone tablet standing in front of you. It is naturally carved with countless magnificent and complicated patterns. On the stone surface, you can see clouds steaming and rain flying, the sky hanging down and the sea standing, soaring and arrogant, and ghosts lurking. See, from a distance, you suddenly see a huge ink dragon hanging down from the sky.

The numerous words condensed on the ink dragon stone marks were like messy bites of silk thread tapeworms. They were also rolling and twisting in his eyes. Even a mere glance would make a mortal feel dizzy. Among the people present, only Kaccanyana, a disciple of Ashita Sage, overcame the influence and stepped forward, and with difficulty read the words on the Brahma inscription on the stele.

【Who is the king of kings? Who is the saint of saints? 】

【Who is a fool? Who is Homo sapiens? 】

【Who is drowning in the sea of ​​life and death? Who is liberated in Xiaoyaoyuan? 】

[How to remove dirt and dye? How to realize nirvana? 】

Even the Venerable Kachanyan, who was proficient in incantation, could only use cow chew cloth, rat cloth, fire cloth, moon water cloth, maternity cloth, temple cloth, tomb cloth, prayer cloth, and royal title cloth. , return cloth, these ten kinds of filthy discarded or cursed cloth were sewn into a large rectangular cloth and wrapped in layers, and then the ancient stele was successfully sent to Prince Siddhartha, who had already awakened to the truth... …

"Master monk, don't go any further. The great catastrophe of Buddhism is related to the safety of the world. As a monk of Sidan Temple, the old monk cannot take a step back even if he is shattered to pieces..."

Not far away, a thin and short figure appeared in the distance. He was wearing an old monk's robe and wearing brown shoes. He was hunched over and clasping his hands together, as if he was greeting King Mahasura on the side of the road. The vague shadows swayed, like the eternal stone on the top of Qingfeng, or like the ancient pines entwined with dragon scales beside the ancient post road.

The old monk's lips were still moving slightly, and his face was pale. It wasn't until King Mahasura rubbed shoulders with him, and the cold light from his eyes shone, that he saw that the body under the thin monk's robe was actually in pieces, and could disintegrate into pieces of flesh and blood all over the floor at any time. Dregs and coating the liver and brain.

King Moxisura gave him a cold look.

"Anren, there is no way that you, the bardo, will appear here..."

Xitan Zen Temple was built on Jizu Mountain and is the largest among all the temples. Many years ago, it participated in the imperial court’s investigation of Fu Tianxi’s memorial. Therefore, it has been blocking the Dharma King Miaobao from getting involved in it for many years. Apparently, he also guessed this flower. The truth about the great samadhi of annihilation behind the Shouchong Rock. Unfortunately, they are both stubborn and hesitant. They are unwilling to reveal it to others despite the Buddha's calamity. They are not honest enough to plot against it.

Then, without saying a word, he waved his palm to smash the phantom, also splitting a demonic thought in his heart, and his steps became firmer.

"Jizu Shanyin concerns the ancestral land, and the Wulu Youcui Country where my sister lives. I am not willing to accept it... I am not willing to accept it..."

I don't know how far I walked, but there was another figure that looked like a mummy standing in front of me. The skin could still be seen under the green stubble hair, but if you look closely, you can see that there are countless insect threads densely spread around the torso, burrowing deeply into the skin and biting until it penetrates. The bones were like an ancient tree strangled by mistletoe, and the eyes burst out of their sockets under the severe pain and external pressure, letting blood and tears flow down.

The mummy-like figure was hanging with its feet off the ground. The dried blood solidified into a shabby and terrifying wedding dress, wrapping the shriveled and fragile body. The bloodshot eyes were staring at it. King Mahasura is full of resentment and hatred.

King Mochisura looked contemptuous.

"Pinzhao, you are a female ghost, you can't appear here..."

These tribesmen have lived in Binchuan for generations. Perhaps in the history of their oral songs, they can still remember the tragic war. And even if they have forgotten, based on the Mu family's digging and exploring for clues over the years, they know His reputation should not be less than that of himself who compiled "Baigu Tongji". However, they only care about occupying the mountain and becoming the king. They can't even resolve to eradicate the Wulu Youcui Kingdom, so they remain stubborn and ignorant.

King Mochisura had no idea how many times he had experienced such a look.

Among them was the jealousy of those he killed with his own hands, and the resentment of those who died in vain because he failed to stop him. Wild beasts eat Zhuan's people, birds of prey prey on the old and weak, cunning insects disturb the dreams of clouds, and black dragons destroy Jizhou. The pictures painted in "Two Precepts of Mountains and Rivers in the World" are exactly the mountains and rivers he has traveled through. If he continues to kill people in vain If you are afraid of taking responsibility for your own cause and effect, how can you dare to claim to be the great free heavenly king who has achieved great freedom in the three thousand realms!

So he snorted coldly, waved his palm and smashed the phantom again, and then smashed a demonic thought in his heart, and his steps became more determined.

But at the end, a figure stopped in front of him.

That figure is like a jade crown, with eyebrows as black as lacquer, the wonderful body of the Dharma is round and round, and the majestic body is golden and perfect. It is reflected in the faint morning light, making the viewers marvel in admiration. It is like a golden jade Buddha suddenly glowing in front of the present, and the viewer's breath is also one of them. Suffocate.

But King Moxisura looked sideways and said coldly: "Why, even you want to stop me."

Dharma King Miaobao faced him with his palms clasped together without sadness or joy, a faint Buddha shadow emitted around his body, and he spoke slowly.

"Since the great monk has developed the wisdom of leaving and leaving the house of fire in the three realms, why should he not leave it?"

The so-called house on fire in the three realms, for example, there is an example in "Visuddhimagga". A person had dinner at night, went to bed, and slept soundly. Suddenly a fire broke out in the house, so he woke up and was frightened by the fire. Better get out before I get burned, he thought. He looked around and saw a way of escape, so he hurriedly escaped from the room and stood in a safe place.

In this metaphor, the house is compared to the body and mind. Ordinary people insist on the body and mind as "I" or "my place". As a result, they are trapped in the five illusions of the body and mind for a long time, and even become accustomed to it. Until one day, he suddenly discovered that they are impermanent, suffering, and selfless, just like a sleeping person suddenly awakened by a fire in the house, so he decided to escape from the house of body and mind before being burned to death by the fire of birth, old age, illness, and death. go out.

The king of Moxisura looked at it with stern eyes, as if he felt that summer insects were indescribable.

In his eyes, the glazed body of the Mystical Treasure Dharma King is full of cracks, the gilded body is self-generated and filthy, and his face is haggard and his eyes are tired. Even if he once had the qualifications of a great Arhat, at this time, he is just showing the signs of the five declines of gods and humans. mortal.

The scarred Dharma King Miaobao seemed to have long been disgusted with this world. His questions sounded like persuasion and introspection, but they blocked the way of King Moxisura for no reason.

"The desire for liberation is not on the other side." The Heavenly King Moxisura stood still and slowly raised his head, looked at the Dharma King Miaobao, who had been looking at him for a few seconds, and said slowly, "I only know how to solemnize this life and benefit the next life, regardless of whether it is an exoteric sect. For Bodhisattva vows and Tantra vows, one must first initiate Bodhicitta. Where is your Bodhicitta now?"

Dharma King Miaobao fell into a deep silence, and then smiled miserably for a long time.

"Maybe my bodhicitta has died with her."

King Mojisura had no expression on his face. After experiencing the inner scene, he finally understood why the reincarnation of the Arhat, Miaobao Dharmawang, looked like the Buddha, but was only superficial.

As a reincarnation of a voice-hearer under the Buddha's throne who attained enlightenment and achieved fruition, he must have been prophesied by the Buddha. Such people basically don't have to make any deliberate efforts. They will accumulate good deeds with the goal of enlightenment in every life. In the following lives, as long as the Buddha is born, he will become a monk and become a practitioner, following which he will continue to accumulate insight knowledge.

However, in the short life of His Holiness Miaobao, he once had beautiful visions in dreams and also experienced cruel torture in reality.

After seeing both the beautiful and the cruel situations, the Dharma King Miaobao has developed a real sense of dissatisfaction in this life and no longer wants to stay in the six realms of reincarnation. Once the Arahant cuts off the bodhicitta and only has the mind of liberation left, he will If you fall into the wrong wisdom of equanimity, you will no longer have the opportunity to achieve the four fruits in this life.

King Moxisura sneered: "If that's the case, then why did you stop me?"

Looking at each other, the faces of the two people are very similar, but upon closer inspection, they are completely different. One is cold and the other is haggard. Under the aggressiveness of King Mojisura, the figure of King Miaoba seems to be drifting away at any time.

"I don't know. But since they tried their best to stop me, I would rather believe that there must be a reason."

King Mochisura laughed, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Okay, as you said there must be a reason, then I don't have to go today. But what happens next?"

Staring at the erratic shadow, the black mist nebula not far away was even flashing with blood, reflecting an ominous meaning. King Mojisura turned from laughter to anger, and suddenly scolded.

"The great calamity of Buddhism is approaching today, but you give me a reason to retreat! Your remaining charity has been given to these few people. Who else should be there in Jizu Mountain, Binchuan, Dali, and Cathay outside? Come and show mercy!”

Dharma King Miaobao remained silent, as if he didn’t know how to answer this question. He just looked at King Moxisura with a subtle look, as if he was silently asking the arrogant King of Freedom in front of him.

——Do you really think so?

But King Mojisura took a deep breath. He knew that all the phantoms he had seen before could not stop him. In fact, they all originated from the remaining will of the wonderful treasure Dharma King in his body. And now this remaining will is lingering on. It is precisely If he could cross the last threshold of the incarnation of the Heavenly King Mojisura, there would be no obstacles on this road.

"Yundan Qiangpa, you should be clear about the records in the secret scriptures of the temple. The Venerable Maha Kassapa has been guarding the robes and meditating in Jizu Mountain for thousands of years. The disasters that started in the Year of the Yin Iron Ox have been brewing to this day, and the evil spirits that have been hidden are like a river of sand. If a sudden explosion occurs in one day, everything will be turned into powder due to the strong wind, and the ashes will spray out all over the sky and the earth, and even Mount Xumi in the central world will collapse..."

"Fortunately, the Venerable Maha Kassapa, with his great aspiration and concentration, sat cross-legged on the top of Jizu Mountain and sacrificed himself to go out of Huashou Rock in Guangfang of the Great Buddha to suppress the Yin of Jizu Mountain and temporarily trap it. The demonic kingdom no longer harms the world. But if the great Arahant has not reincarnated for thousands of years and made the determination to come back again, his supernatural power will inevitably be weakened to the point of danger. What's more, the Venerable Maha Kassapa is also responsible for keeping the clothes and has never reincarnated in Cathay... …”

"According to calculations, such a disaster should have happened three hundred years ago. But when I came here, I tried my best and couldn't enter the Huashou Chongyan, so I guessed that there must be something wrong, and the reason was The calamity was really hard to predict, so I started looking for the reincarnation of the Arhat - only if another great Arhat enters samadhi can I continue to suppress this demonic country."

King Mojisura looked at the Dharma King Miaobao and said worriedly, "Open your eyes and see that in this state of annihilation, which is supposed to be the purest, there are all kinds of strange phenomena and decay. If based on my worst estimate, Presumably, Venerable Mahakassapa has adopted desperate measures, so Buddhism’s eternal catastrophe is now imminent..."

Dharma King Miaobao gradually fell silent.

His heart, which had long been reduced to ashes, had always been forced to rely on the excuse that he could save other misfortunes, and did some insincere things. In fact, the Buddha in his heart had long since disappeared, and only the smiling dimple remained on the lotus throne. The girl silently told him that even if she died, she would still love the world.

After a sigh, the gilded jade Buddha-like figure began to disintegrate, just like traces of him that should not exist in the world. The breeze blew away all the artificiality and external force, leaving only the deepest aura in the body. He transformed into a stooped and thin child, wearing a Buddhist crown and monk's robe that was too large. He was a little funny and a little sad, and he showed a child's unique smile to King Mahasora.

King Mojisura did not scatter this afterimage, but slowly walked past with his palms clasped together, using his silent mourning as a sutra to bid farewell to his death.

At the moment of departure, King Mahasura, who was united in body and mind, felt that his shackles were being lifted, and he finally stepped into the realm of a great Arahant. He suddenly transcended all pain, looked at the entire world with an "empty mind", and did not cling to anything. "I" or "all mine". He felt that as long as he stood there, he could continue to act consciously and intelligently, that is, he could observe and act at every moment.

The former king of Mahasura no longer exists, and the five aggregates of the present are completely different. His feet truly have supernatural powers, and they cross endless distances in an instant, turning into bright streams of light and breaking into the depths of the great concentration of annihilation. in the black mist nebula.

In this state, King Mojisura felt that his understanding of all things had entered a new realm. A glance was enough to observe and understand a lot of material phenomena and spiritual phenomena that arose at the same time. matter.

As his thoughts flowed and he understood all three lives, he could even clearly recall the time when the Buddha preached the "Great Illusion Net Tantra" at the Golden Summit of Jizu Mountain, and he was very sure that this memory did not belong to the "Wonderful Dharma King". Belongs only to him, "King Mochisura"...

At this time, he finally had the opportunity to get closer to "it" than at any time or occasion before...

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King Mahasura stands in front of the black mist nebula, with only a thin line separating his solitary figure from the darkness that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved. The darkness in front of him is as vast as the sea, as misty as clouds, and surrounded by stars. Something mysterious and spinning wildly.

In the dazzling depths like a black hole, there seems to be a corpse lying auspiciously floating -

That should have been the first and last origin of this universe. Now it is as thin as the traces that were deeply imprinted on the stone wall after a certain unprecedented nuclear explosion. The body is covered with shimmering gauze, quietly falling into the deepest and deepest place. The deadliest meditation.

Great fear suddenly arose in the heart of King Moxisura, and his body began to tremble.

This is an ultimate world that he has never heard of or seen. He understands that if he had not come with the body of Arhat of the Mystic King, I am afraid that if he only takes a look from a distance, he will fall into madness because of the vast and vast universe behind the human silhouette. , the body will also be shattered and turned into blood mist under the impact of the star stream.

He saw the Venerable Mahakassapa with his own eyes.

In order to suppress the Jizu Shanyin Demon Kingdom, this venerable person who is known as the "No. 1 Toutu" took the step that he should not have taken when he was on the verge of despair. He forcibly put on the Sangha pear cassock. The suppression continued for three hundred years at the cost of annihilation...

There is no holding flowers and smiling, only keeping the robes and entering concentration. If Venerable Maha Kassapa fails to reach parinirvana as the Buddha said, "Mahayakasapa will not be able to achieve parinirvana until Maitreya appears in the world", the golden cassock cannot be passed to the hands of Maitreya Bodhisattva. , under the influence of some unspeakable catastrophe, it will lead to Buddhism's eternal catastrophe!

Confused and confused, the king of Moxisura bowed deeply and slowly extended his right hand towards the lying figure of the corpse very close at hand...

But at the moment when his fingers were about to touch it, a ghostly figure appeared beside him.

The figure in green clothes and sword, with an indifferent expression, was quietly covered with thick green moss, and the stone texture penetrated the whole body. The mottled appearance was just like Weng Zhong, who had been alone in the mausoleum for hundreds of years with the autumn wind. The eyes looking forward were stern and dazzling, as bright as lightning. At this moment, in a stiff and strange way, he suddenly punched King Moxi Shura, shaking off countless stone chips and dust.

The king of Mochisura was horrified, and then he resisted the punch with the body of a great Arhat, but suddenly he felt an unbelievably strong force, which was erupting from the ordinary fist. It was like an overwhelming mountain, with three waves coming towards King Mahasura.

"You're actually still alive?"

King Mochisura was so frightened and furious because the terrifying power just now not only shook the indestructible body of the Arhat, but also knocked him away in an instant. Above the most powerful and fastest martial arts——

The opponent clearly didn't show a trace of murderous intent, and all the Hanshan internal energy that shook the world had disappeared. Why would he burst out with such unprecedented power? !

Jiang Wen, who should have turned into a stone statue long ago, was slowly opening his eyes at this moment, but unfortunately, his eyes were still as dull as stone under his gray eyelids.

Jiang Wen indeed no longer had any internal strength. He just stood there and didn't seem to move at all.

Because his long-petrified legs were not able to support even one step of walking, the space around him was surging with indescribable ripples, just like a piece of white paper being repeatedly crumpled and flattened, with circles of ripples repeatedly rippling into waves. , seemed not to be on this shore, not on the other shore, forcing the dead Jiang Wen to move beyond this space, and finally came to the front of the King Moxisura.

But until this moment, King Mojisura still couldn't detect a trace of murderous intention, anger, resentment, bitterness, confusion, and depression in him.

King Mahasura, who was used to being hated and cursed by the world, rarely felt other emotions when others faced him, but today King Mahasura suddenly discovered that the source of his fear turned out to be a strong feeling that could not be dispelled. So sad!

It is a kind of sadness where the setting sun weeps blood and the dangerous peaks stand tall; it is a kind of sadness where the paper and ink are sparse and the orchestral music is cold; it is a kind of sadness where the history is desolate and the barren hills cover them all; it is also a kind of sadness where the music ends and people disperse. Sadness with gray hair...

"King Xiaoyao, you are too ambitious and don't understand what emotion is at all. I have burned all my emotions and desires before, but now that I have returned from the "nothingness" at the end of all things, I will burn my obsessions as firewood..."

Jiang Wen swung out a punch with great stiffness, but the king of Moxi Shura only felt that this ordinary punch was unstoppable and unavoidable. It was clear that no joint in his body could exert force correctly, but ripples appeared all over his body. With a sudden movement, the entire vast space was brought up and crashed towards him as if the world was turned upside down!

In the "nothingness" at the end of all things, Jiang Wen finally understood the cause and effect of why he appeared here, and why he must stop King Moxisura. Therefore, he chose to burn out his obsession this time and fight against the three poisons. Stop this in this evil world...

Shi Hua Jiang Wen's eyes shed a line of blood and tears, and he said slowly.

"Withstand this punch, this is the ultimate martial art above you..."

""Wuxiang reincarnation". "(End of chapter)