I Am Immortal

  Chapter 105 The Buddha Said the Sutra of Taishang Xuanwei and the Real Man

With the sound of the rain, Qi Wuhuo sensed the release of his psychic powers, and knew that the old monk had also passed away at this moment, so he could only cast a spell like an ordinary Taoist. The connection between God and the flesh has returned, but it is not like this at this moment, and it is just walking idle in the world of mortals.

Suddenly felt something, looked up to one side, and saw a fortune teller in gray clothes leaning on the railing to watch the rain on the pavilion. At the same time, I lowered my head and saw that on the street below, the stone slabs were washed by the rain, and there were pedestrians passing by with umbrellas like a torrent. The young Taoist stood in the middle, with slightly raised hair and clear eyes.

  The fortune teller was slightly taken aback.

   Then his eyes widened, as if he saw something.

  Suddenly smiled and praised: "In a good mood, the primordial spirit has been completely polished and clear!"

   Pointing to the table next to him, he took the initiative to invite:

   "Little Taoist priest, do you want to come up for a glass of wine?"

  Qi Wuhuo cupped his hands and declined, "No."

  The fortune teller laughed and said: "That's right, you are not suitable to come up to drink in your current state, so go back quickly."

After the young Taoist left, a beauty in tulle came out from the pavilion, holding a thin-necked porcelain bottle on a mahogany tray, the aroma of the wine was lingering, and seeing the fortune-teller's appearance, she looked around curiously, but she couldn't see anything, so she smiled. Asked, "Who are you talking to, sir?"

  The fortune teller replied after a long time: "An interesting little Taoist."

   "Hey, why didn't I see you?"

Mr.    sighed with a smile: "Although you have cultivation, but that is only strength, not Dao. Your eyes are focused on external objects, and his soul is already perfect. How can you see his soul?"

  Holding the wine glass, he couldn't help but sigh, "Such a primordial spirit is no longer so clear that it can be polished."

  “It’s not done deliberately, but it seems to be natural.”

   "It's kind of like a Taoist ancestor doing nothing."

   Drank a glass of wine, shook his head, and said:

   "It seems that the old bull-nosed man in his family is also good at teaching people!"

   "Some skills!"

   "But not much!"

   "It's not as good as whoever is far away!"

  In the end, he seemed to be muttering about someone, but because of fear, he refused to say his name.

  Qi Wuhuo walked slowly, feeling the rain, the world of mortals, and the blend of the two, his heart was clear.

  The primordial spirit, who was originally a queen with three talents, was as calm as the rain at this moment.

  The way to watch Lingbao.

  See Buddha Nirvana.

This heart is the same as before, this heart is the same as before, but it is extremely peaceful. It seems that from this Buddhist way, I have realized my own direction, so it has become boundless and pure. Based on the seventy years of the dream, and after such changes, it is already extremely pure and thick from the perspective of the realm of the primordial spirit.

  It's just that Taoist practice emphasizes simultaneous progress.

   It is necessary to reverse the three talents to reach the two appearances, and then enter the avenue. One is strong and the other is weak, and it is not perfect in the end.

   Cannot prove the highest Tao.

  If he is willing to abandon his body and Taoist orthodoxy, and take the path of the Yin God, he will be able to advance by leaps and bounds, and within a hundred years, he will achieve something.

At this time, the rain has become misty and drizzle, and the rain is not heavy, so some people still push the stalls out. The small wooden cart is covered with straw grass to cover some of the rain. It is still steaming, and people come to buy some with umbrellas. While eating in the morning, the young Taoist smelled the smell of sesame seed cakes, his thoughts came back, he stopped in his tracks, looked sideways at a stall, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.

   Go forward step by step.

Actively wrap the rainwater with the primordial spirit, and then use the rain and mist to change and flow, which can refract all lights into the eyes, so that you can show yourself in the eyes of others. This is also the usage mentioned by Mr. Ao Liu in his manuscript. The stall owner is deftly He quickly took out the freshly made sesame seed cakes from the stove. The skin was light yellow and exuded warmth. A few black sesame seeds were sprinkled on top, and the noodles smelled fragrant.

  I heard the boy's voice: "Take five sesame seed cakes, four normal ones, and one with sugar."

   "Hey, good!"

  The stall owner took out his things neatly.

  Beside him, an old stall owner who sells evil spirits recognized him, and said with a smile, "Ah, it's the Taoist priest from Lianyang Temple."

   "Old Li, the Taoist priest came to you to buy biscuits two days ago. How are you? It's been cold for two days."

  The stall owner let out an ahh, clasped his hands and said with a smile, "Ah, it's really troublesome for the Taoist leader, troublesome."

   "But who's to say it's not?"

"I fell ill suddenly. There are two elderly people, three children, and my mother-in-law in my family. There are six people to support. At that time, I was already so sick that I was about to see the ghost messenger. , I just feel that I can't die like this, so I hold on, watching this ghostly master getting closer day by day, I feel like I'm going to die, who knows that I'm healed today."

   "I didn't feel uncomfortable at all, so I hurried out of the stall."

   "My mother-in-law took care of me for a few days and nights, so I let her have a good rest, so as not to damage her body."

   While he was talking, he was able to work quickly. He wrapped the sesame cake in oiled paper and said with a smile:

   "Come on, Master Xiaodao, your sesame cake."

  The young Taoist took over.

  The man raised his head to look at the rain, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's really good rain."

   "It makes the heart feel comfortable."

   "Xiao Daoist, what do you think?"

  The young Taoist replied softly: "Yes."

Looking up, he saw that the porridge stalls not far away were also set up. Qi Wuhuo's primordial spirit had a stronger sensing ability. He sensed that today's medicinal materials had added something to repel the cold, but he raised his eyes slightly, surprised in his heart. The little county king who ordered the porridge to be served didn't seem to be the kind of person who only did things for the sake of fame.

  Being able to change the medicinal materials according to the situation is already hard work.

   And sharp.

  The young Taoist was thoughtful.

  Does this county king who was half-imprisoned in the imperial city have such abilities?

  The stall owner saw that Qi Wuhuo didn't bring an umbrella, so he raised an umbrella and was about to shout.

  But he saw that the young Taoist had turned around and walked into the sea of ​​people with a few steps.

  The rain is like fog, and it can no longer be seen.

  ………

In the Lianyang Temple, the little Taoist priest Mingxin stretched his waist and felt that he slept very comfortably. He woke up with the sound of fine rain. After getting up, he pushed open the door and saw the raindrops falling like weaving In the world, I stretched my waist, turned around, and saw my favorite biscuits on the table, so I cheered.

   I took a bite, and there was a candy heart flowing out of it.

   is even more happy.

   Seeing the young Taoist in the courtyard, he waved and shouted:

   "Uncle Qi, did you just go out?!"

   "Sesame biscuits are delicious!"

Qi Wuhuo smiled and agreed, pushed open the door and entered the Jing Pavilion, and stepped out, disappearing invisible, while the young Taoist in the Jing Pavilion slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were peaceful, as if he had been sitting for a long time, A little tired, so he stretched his waist, the vitality flow changed, just like the rain falling between the sky and the earth, it flowed around the whole body in an instant, Qi Wuhuo was slightly startled, raised his hand and clasped his fingers together.

  The rain and mist in the void changed, and he condensed them between his fingers and palms, and then turned into a water dragon, flowing and changing.

  Above the star river, where the sun rises and the moon sets, the vigorous vitality obtained by meditating non-stop for a year.

   It turned out to be like an arm.

  Qi Wuhuo thought deeply.

   "The sun is like nature, and the moon is like life."

   "This water vein is like vitality."

   "So, it rained in Zhongzhou Fangyuan, is it actually a practice?"

  He waved his hand to dissipate the vitality in his palms. Although he was delighted by this unintentional harvest, he was not attached.

But when I looked around, I found that the peacock egg had cracked open, and a small, naked bird nestled inside the peacock egg, slowly pecking at the peacock egg shell, it seemed that it was when Qi Wuhuo came back. , frightened it, at the moment he just shrunk his head, staring at Qi Wuhuo with a pair of eyes, cautiously, without making a sound.

  But after staying for a while, he seemed to be hungry again, and seemed to have a somewhat irrepressible personality.

  Two wings with only thin immature feathers are holding a small piece of eggshell.

   Then send it towards the mouth at a slow speed.

  A pair of swarthy eyes stared at the young Taoist priest.

  The mouth opened silently, sent the eggshell in silently, and closed again silently.

   Kabbah.

  The voice still came out.

   A feather on the little peacock's head shook.

  The body stiffened.

  噫? ! !

The young Taoist couldn't help laughing out loud, and then his own spirit flowed out. The peacock was about to run away, but it sensed this pure and clean spiritual energy. The soul that had talked gently with him in the endless darkness suddenly lit up his eyes, let out an unpleasant cry, and then jumped up suddenly.

  But he couldn't fly yet. After jumping up, he just fell from the edge of the table. The young Taoist stomped his footsteps, and the vitality flowed, supporting the little bird like a cloud.

   Then withdraw it so that it just falls into the palm of your hand.

  The little peacock seemed extremely happy, constantly rubbing against the young Taoist's palm.

Qi Wuhuo stroked it lightly with his fingers, and felt the exuberant vitality—it didn't rely on the various natural materials and earthly treasures brought by Uncle Niu, and it didn't have the breath of many demon gods. Struggling, finally broke the eggshell, seeking life, the young Taoist had a smile in his eyes:

   "Welcome to this world."

   "Well, I have to take you to see the medicine spirit later."

   "I have to give you a good name."

   "But the name."

   "I need to ask Yunqin, we agreed to take it together."

  The peacock didn't understand the words of the young Taoist, but rolled happily in his palm, very happy, as if the warm palm was the safest place in the world, the whole world.

  …………

  Oriental Pure Glass World.

When Medicine Master Liuliguang Tathagata stopped condensing his Dharma body, power, and fruit position, the entire Liuli World seemed to feel it. All the living beings in the world of pure glass of hundreds of millions of miles walked out of their original dwelling place and looked at the Buddha with bewilderment and fear of what was about to happen.

   And the Buddha seemed to be weeping.

   But it seems extremely happy.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, the Buddha light all around him collapsed, and then dispersed his personal will and Dharma door, and surged away in all directions. These clear and clear glass Buddha lights repaired and perfected this broken pure glass world , but did not repair the body and injuries of the pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata.

  Moonlight Bodhisattva seems to have noticed something, stepped forward, and said: "My Buddha, World Honored One, why?"

  The old monk who had lost his Buddha image didn't answer, but said in a gentle voice:

   "Moonlight shines everywhere."

   "After I leave, you should be the master of this world, the Buddha of Jingliuli Buddha Kingdom, and sit here."

   "Moonlight shines everywhere."

   "After I leave, I will close the Jingliuli world for a thousand years, and I will cultivate myself."

   "The moonlight shines everywhere, you will cultivate and prove the way."

  Moonlight shone all over the palms together, and asked with tears: "My disciple is here, where is my Buddha, World Honored One?"

  The old monk sighed and said, "It's hard to come back."

   "The road to enlightenment, if you go in the wrong direction."

   "The farther you go, the more mistakes you make."

   "Except for reincarnation, I can no longer turn back, the moonlight shines everywhere, you still have a chance, all sentient beings still have a chance, don't be like me."

   "And hear the Dhamma."

  He clasped his hands together, exhausted his last strength, and opened his mouth slowly. He has lost his strength, he is no longer a Buddha, just like an old man who is about to die, he is already an old man who is about to die. The Moonlight Bodhisattva, who had attained the Buddhahood in this world, bowed and listened to the murmur in front of the old man. Then he opened his mouth and recited the old man's last sutra.

  The voice is loud and compassionate, just like the moonlight illuminating thousands of sentient beings. In this pure glass world Buddha country, it sounds in the ears of countless sentient beings in the vast world of hundreds of millions of miles. Such words, such words——

   "So I smell."

   "At one time, the Buddha was walking in the city of the human world in the world."

   "At that time, under the Seven Wonderful Trees, there was a real person named Taishang Xuanwei, who gave lectures on the supreme magic method..."

  (end of this chapter)