Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

Abbot Qingyuan no longer dared to look at the scroll in Jing Fu's hand.

Because even he wasn't sure if he could control himself if he saw that scroll again.

Or is it impossible to look away from it like now?

Jing Fu's demon body looked at Abbot Qing Yuan, his pure black eyes were filled with excitement that no one else could mistake.

"Master Abbot, let's choose an auspicious day and invite this portrait of Venerable Kassapa to the Patriarch Hall!"

Abbot Qingyuan's heart beat faster again.

He shook hands hard, trying to calm his breathing, but found that even the air he inhaled was scorching hot, filled with endless anger.

Jing Fu rolled his eyes imperceptibly, but the hand holding the scroll was stubbornly held in the air, never letting go.

The demon body didn't use any means to provoke people's hearts, and he didn't need to use those means at all. This scroll alone was enough.

Because this scroll itself is an excellent bait.

Buddhist disciples of the Zen lineage, even those who only know the existence of this scroll, will definitely be moved.What's more, this scroll is now placed in front of them?

On the contrary, if Jingfu's demon body used tricks, it would be inferior, so that it would be self-defeating, and Jingfu himself would miss the loophole.

After all, the people sitting here, one counts as one, are all the great monks of Miaoyin Temple, and this is the abbot's meditation room of Miaoyin Temple. Even if Jing Fu is conceited, he doesn't believe that if he really does it, he can do it seamlessly and completely. No trace.

It is better to do nothing.

Anyway, even so, it is enough.

Jing Fu's demon body looked far away, taking in all the figures of the great monks in the meditation room.

Abbot Qingyuan had to admit that he was very moved.

Very very heartwarming.

Jing Fu waited for quite a while, then called again urgently, "Uncle Abbot?"

At this time, Abbot Qingyuan finally turned his body back and looked at Jingfu.

"No hurry." Abbot Qingyuan spoke very slowly, every word seemed to have been struggled for a long time between his lips and teeth, before he finally broke free from the endless shackles and was able to roam freely in this vast and boundless world.

Therefore, even if there are only two words in a simple sentence, even if the pronunciation of these two words is so distorted that it is almost inaudible, it still has a sharp and firm edge, which makes people who have different intentions have to retreat. let.

The Jingfu Demon Body froze for a moment normally, "But..."

He looked at the other great monks.

The swollen blood on the faces of those great monks finally ceased to surge, and the intense emotion in their eyes that seemed to be roaring at any time seemed to be slowly under control.

The air in the entire meditation room began to flow, and the temperature gradually dropped.

The chief monks in charge of Miaoyin Temple seemed to be able to control themselves a little bit, and also heard Abbot Qingyuan's words clearly, but...no one objected.

not even one.

Abbot Qingyuan shook his head slowly.

His determination is obviously firmer than the other great monks in charge, and it is only natural that he controls himself faster and more precisely than them at this moment.

"No buts."

"Jing Fu, this scroll... will be placed with you first."

"It was given to you by Venerable Ananda, the second patriarch, and it is most suitable for you to hold it. If you think that my Patriarch Hall of Miaoyin Temple needs a portrait of Patriarch Kasyapa..."

"That's easy too. When you have time in the future, you can copy a picture and keep it."

Jingfu Moshen listened silently to Abbot Qingyuan's words, but looked all over the meditation room, not missing any of the great monks in the meditation room.

In this way, he naturally saw the expressions of these great monks.At the same time, what fell into his eyes was the undisguised emotions of these great monks at the moment.

Jingfu demon body looked down at the scroll held in his hand, but then sent a message to the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, "My deity, it is still as you guessed." '

But in the face of such a result, Jing Fu Moshen himself was not too surprised.

The deity of Jing Fu didn't respond much, but the Buddha body reminded the demon body, "Reject it." '

The demon body itself doesn't care, so since the Buddha body said so, he simply asked, 'Are you sure? '

Buddha nodded, 'I'm sure. '

The demon body nodded noncommittally.

After his gaze lingered on the scroll for a while, he raised his head to meet Abbot Qingyuan's gaze.

In the eyes of Abbot Qingyuan and all the great monks in the meditation room, he shook his head lightly, "Master Abbot also knows that after I finish taking care of the affairs of the Underworld, I will retreat to sort out what I have gained from the Mount Putuo Dharma Assembly. .So...I'm afraid I won't be able to find the time to comprehend this scroll in a short time."

Abbot Qingyuan opened his mouth to say something, but Jing Fu was one step ahead of him.

He continued, "Instead of letting this scroll remain in my possession, it would be better if the temple invites it and places it in the Patriarch Hall."

He held the scroll in his hand in the direction of Abbot Qingyuan.

Abbot Qingyuan frowned at him.

Abbot Qingyuan didn't dare to let his eyes fall on the scroll, so he locked on Jing Fu's eyes, not letting them deviate a bit.

This scroll is really touching.

"Jingfu..." Abbot Qingyuan called him in a slow tone suddenly, and then he sighed, "I know you are really busy, but the temple is even busier than you. Please take the scroll to enshrine in the Patriarch Hall, you must be very cautious, and you must not neglect it easily..."

"Looking at my Miaoyin Temple for the next few years, where can I find this gap?"

"I know that you want to leave this scroll to the temple so as to consolidate the foundation of my Miaoyin Temple, but..." he said in a particularly deep and deep voice, "The real foundation of Miaoyin Temple does not lie in a certain Buddha. The treasure lies in the people, in the disciples in the monastery."

"And you...Jingfu, you are the most blessed and outstanding disciple among the dozens of generations of disciples of my Miaoyin Temple, and you will be the real pillar of my Miaoyin Temple for thousands of years."

Abbot Qingyuan's words took both emotion and reason into account, and it seemed difficult to refuse.But... who is Jing Fu?

In particular, the one who takes over Jingfu's physical body is still the demon body.

So Dang even saw Jing Fu, who had been quietly listening to Abbot Qingyuan's words, slowly shaking his head, not avoiding Abbot Qingyuan's gaze, but his voice was low when he spoke, and he didn't see the sharp edge last time, but It is more stubborn and firm.

"The master abbot is wrong."

"The matter of the underworld is indeed important, but since I went to Putuo Mountain, the temple has been preparing for this matter, and now it is also prepared in a hurry, just waiting to be discussed with the Buddhist sects and even the Jinghao world. Party coordination and final real deployment.”

"All parties involved in the alliance cannot be completed overnight. It will take a lot of time to communicate and adjust with all parties. And during this period... we can take this opportunity to complete this ceremony."

"It will even add some weight to my Miaoyin Temple."

Abbot Qingyuan did not speak.

Jing Fu said again, "One person's strength is not a generation's strength, let alone a temple's strength. I admit that I have some qualifications and blessings, but am I really the most outstanding disciple of Miaoyin Temple for dozens of generations?"

Speaking of this, Jing Fu actually smiled.

"You dare to say this sentence, Master Abbot, but I dare not admit it."

Yes, whether it is the demon body in charge of the physical body at the moment, or the deity and Buddha body hidden in the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, they all disagree with this sentence.

He is indeed not bad, and he doesn't think he will be worse than others, but he really can't be counted as the most outstanding.

"But as the abbot said, I am indeed the one with the most blessings among the many disciples in Miaoyin Temple."

The faces of all the great monks also changed for a moment.

"Then why are other people a step behind me or even a lot? Apart from other things, luck probably accounts for more than half of the factors."

Fortunes are only accumulated in oneself, half of them are pre-existing karma, and half are destiny.

The great monks of Miaoyin Temple are all disciples of Buddha, so they naturally know this truth, so they have always been envious of Jingfu's blessings, not jealousy at all.

The Jingfu demon body naturally also knew the thoughts of these great monks, so he only mentioned this one sentence, and then exposed the matter.

"If it is my personal destiny to go to Putuoshan Dharma Assembly, then this scroll..." He looked down at the scroll in his hand, "It is my destiny to go up and down Miaoyin Temple."

When Jing Fu said this, he raised his head and smiled at Abbot Qingyuan, "Ordinary people also have a saying, a single branch is not spring, and a hundred flowers bloom together to make the garden full of spring."

"Uncle Abbot," Jing Fu stood up, walked up to Abbot Qingyuan, bowed and handed the scroll to him, "Please let this portrait of Patriarch Kasyapa...be returned to where it should be. position."

Abbot Qingyuan didn't pay attention to the scroll in Jingfu's hand anymore, he stared at Jingfu steadfastly, and all the great monks in the meditation room also stared at him intently.

This young monk's face is still young, and the deep breath around him can't conceal the natural youthful spirit.

He is still very young.

Too young.

All the people in the meditation room were watching the young monk, so no one noticed the tears welling up in the eyes of the three great monks Qingdu, Qingxian and Qingzhen.

In the end, it's still...they're incompetent.

It is because of their incompetence that the disciples need to think about the Dharma lineage and divide their opportunities.

When Abbot Qingyuan spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse, "Are you really... sure?"

Jingfu Moshen nodded slightly, "Disciple is sure."

Abbot Qingyuan took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand, and took over the heavy scroll.

Maybe it was really too heavy, when the scroll fell into Abbot Qingyuan's hands, Abbot Qingyuan's hands were trembling slightly.

Jingfu just doesn't know.

Abbot Qingyuan held the scroll with both hands, but he didn't look at the scroll, but looked at Jingfu, "This is just this time, this time is not an example."

"Your fate is only your own."

"No one, not even my Miaoyin Temple or even the Zen sect, can take away your blessings from you."

"Swear in the name of the abbot of Miaoyin Temple."

Abbot Qingyuan was also worried about Jingfu.

The blessing of Jingfu is one of the best among the disciples of Miaoyin Temple in the past.

At first it was to find Baye's "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra", then it was a gift from the Taoist master of the bamboo forest, and this time it was the Mount Putuo Dharma Assembly...

If it develops according to this rhythm, who knows what the fate of Jingfu will be next time, and what will be gained from such fate.What if his income is more important to the Dharma lineage of Miaoyin Temple than this portrait of Patriarch Kasyapa?What if Jingfu's income is related to... the entire Buddhist dharma lineage inheritance in Jinghao Realm?

Should Jingfu be divided and handed over to Miaoyin Temple and Tianjing Temple like this time?

Abbot Qingyuan was really worried.

This precedent has been set, and if something like this happens next time, it is hard for others not to think that way.

Do they think that Jingfu's blessings are far superior to those of others anyway, and for the sake of Dharma lineage inheritance, it's no big deal to hand over one or two blessings, and they may even think that even if they hand over this one blessing Fate, Jingfu will always get more from Buddhas and Bodhisattvas everywhere...

Human hearts are always insufficient.

No one knows whether they can really restrain themselves in the face of huge benefits.

This time the scroll, Abbot Qingyuan beat him, and all the brothers and sisters of Miaoyin Temple also beat him, but what about next time?

Abbot Qingyuan didn't dare to gamble on people's hearts.

This time alone was dangerous enough.

What's more, if the next test is a great monk from other Dharma lineages, Abbot Qingyuan dare not guarantee it.

In order to prevent such a situation from happening, Abbot Qingyuan must remind Jingfu, and he must also warn all the brothers here.

Jingfu Demon Body naturally knew Abbot Qingyuan's thoughts.

He raised his eyebrows slightly in his heart, but his face was calm and calm, without any emotional fluctuations.

Abbot Qingyuan saw it, he sighed secretly, but turned around, and looked at all the great monks in the seat one by one.

"Brothers..." His eyes were heavy, pressing on every great monk, "What do you think?"

The Great Monk Qingdu was the first to come back to his senses, and solemnly clasped his palms together and bowed to Abbot Qingyuan Jishou, "Great kindness."

The other great monks in the meditation room joined Qing Xian and Qing Zhen in saluting together with their palms together, and praised, "Great kindness."

Abbot Qingyuan then turned back to look at Jingfu, and taught him in front of all the great monks.

"If something like this happens again in the future, don't wait to talk to me, just avoid it."

To be honest, when Abbot Qingyuan asked about it, he also felt that he had made a mistake.But at that time, for some reason, when Jing Fu mentioned this matter, he also asked, very naturally, almost without weighing the pros and cons.

Abbot Qingyuan frowned slightly, and secretly checked his mind and body back and forth several times, for fear that he might accidentally fall into someone's trap.

Seeing that Abbot Qingyuan paused for a moment, Jing Fu guessed Abbot Qingyuan's thoughts and actions just by turning his mind.But even if Jingfu's demon body is in charge of the physical body at this moment, he is not at all afraid, and still stands calmly in front of Abbot Qingyuan.

He really didn't use any means, so naturally he wouldn't be afraid of Abbot Qingyuan.

As for whether other people have done anything to this abbot, or whether abbot Qingyuan has been infected by the magic charm that is permeating Jinghao Realm at this time, it is not something that Jing Fu can know or even should know.

Jing Fu waited.

But Abbot Qingyuan's movements were very quick, Jing Fu only waited for a few breaths before he realized that the focus of Abbot Qingyuan's attention fell on him again.

With a straight face, he also bowed to Abbot Qingyuan, "I would like to accept the instruction of Master Abbot."

Abbot Qingyuan's expression softened.

He nodded to Jing Fu, watched Jing Fu turn back and sit down on his futon before looking at the scroll in his hand.

It was also at this time that Abbot Qingyuan had the heart to look at this scroll seriously.

But he only took one more look, and immediately turned his eyes away.

It's not that he can't, it's that he doesn't want to.

Just by looking carefully at it, the lingering truth in the scroll has caught his eyes, soaked his mind, and even touched his soul, stirring up his years of savings and insights... ..

Jing Fu can't retreat to sort out his income at this juncture, so can he?

Abbot Qingyuan took a deep breath, suppressed the imminent spiritual sense, and nodded with all the great monks in the seat, "Brothers, take a moment, I will go and offer this portrait of Patriarch Kasyapa first."

Qing Du, Qing Xian and other great monks bowed their heads again and again, urging him, "Senior brother, go quickly."

Abbot Qingyuan didn't stay here any longer, he took the scroll and turned into the inner room.

The abbot's meditation room in Miaoyin Temple is very large, the inner room and the outer room are very spacious, almost the same.And because of the spaciousness, there is no shortage of furnishings inside.

There is a Buddhist niche in the outer room, as well as in the inner room.

Even because the outer room needs to accommodate the great monks of Miaoyin Temple, the Buddhist altars tidied up in the outer room are smaller than the one in the inner room.

Abbot Qingyuan came to his inner room, which was a two-person-high altar, bowed three times with the scroll in his hand, and then stepped forward, and placed the scroll on the bracket in front of the altar.

That bracket is prepared all year round.

Just to enshrine scrolls or portraits, it is the most suitable for use now.

The Great Monk Qingyuan stepped back two more steps, took another three sticks of fresh incense and lit them up, held them in his hands and prayed three times before inserting the incense sticks into the incense burner.

"May my Buddha forgive my greed this time."

"May my buddha protect nephew Jingfu more."

"Namo Master Sakyamuni Buddha."

Abbot Qingyuan stood silently for a moment, then turned and left.

Originally, everything was normal, but when he stood in front of a group of great monks, looked at his empty futon, and looked at Jing Fu who was sitting quietly over there, for some reason, he felt a little weird.

This kind of weirdness doesn't make him uneasy, but it makes his spiritual sense jump all the time, as if reminding him of something.

Abbot Qingyuan stood on the spot for a few breaths, and thought about it seriously.

However, no matter how much he thought and searched, he still didn't understand what his spiritual sense was reminding him of.

He couldn't just stand here forever.

After thinking for a while, Abbot Qingyuan lifted his feet to his futon.And every time he took a step in the direction of the futon, the beating of the spiritual sense became weaker and weaker, and the invisible urging of the reminder also became weaker and weaker at the same time.

He is getting back to "normal" little by little.

But it was this kind of "normal" that made him feel stuck in his throat.

Abbot Qingyuan took another two steps forward, then stood still on the spot.

His movements were too abrupt, which naturally attracted the attention of all the great monks.

For a moment, all the great monks in the meditation room turned their heads and looked at Abbot Qingyuan. Seeing that Abbot Qingyuan was a little stunned, they looked at each other for a while before asking him, "Senior Brother Qingyuan, what's wrong with you?"

"Is there anything else going on?"

"I seem to..." At this point, Abbot Qingyuan didn't know what he was going to say.

He shook his head, and was about to skip the matter, but his eyes fixed on Jing Fu, his brows gradually frowned.

Great Monk Qingdu also frowned, "Senior Brother Qingyuan?"

Jing Fu Mo himself noticed Abbot Qingyuan's strangeness, and he met Abbot Qingyuan's gaze.

In the sea of ​​consciousness world, the Buddha body seemed to have a premonition, and frowned quietly.

Abbot Qingyuan asked, "Anyone of you... remember what I did when I went back to the inner room just now?"

Qing Du and other great monks also noticed the doubt on Abbot Qing Yuan's face, and felt a little strange.

Brother Abbot, didn't you just come out of the inner room?He actually forgot why he went back to the inner room?Memory so bad?And mortals are fine, they are monks, their memory suddenly deteriorated, what happened?

For a moment, all the great monks looked at Abbot Qingyuan with some changes.

But Abbot Qingyuan's question still needs to be answered.

"Brother Abbot, don't you want to go back to the inner room to search for some files?"

"Yes, Brother Abbot."

"Didn't you find it?"

The eyes of all the great monks have already fallen on the bag hanging on Abbot Qingyuan's body.

Abbot Qingyuan was reminded by these brothers in his family, and he was about to smile and say something, but saw Jing Fu's strange expression at that moment.

The spiritual sense that had gradually weakened since he left the inner room step by step was still calm and peaceful at this moment, but Abbot Qingyuan stared at Jing Fu in a strange way, "Jing Fu...is there anything wrong? ?”

The great monks in the meditation room also looked at Jingfu.

The demon Jingfu met Abbot Qingyuan's gaze, but delivered a message to the sea of ​​consciousness world first.

'I seem to know why the venerable Ananda talked about the venerable Kasyapa at the Mount Putuo Dharma Conference. '

The Buddha body was also a bit serious, he never looked at the demon body, but just stared at the little golden Buddha light floating beside him.

This bit of Buddha's light was given to him by Venerable Ananda, together with the portrait.

'I probably know that too. '

The deity's tone was always flat, "It should be that there is a little problem with the practice of the Venerable Kasyapa. '

The discussion in the world of Jingfu Sea of ​​Consciousness was just a breath, and it didn't affect the Jingfu demon body's response to Abbot Qingyuan.

only......

It may be difficult to convince these people with words alone.

Jing Fu looked at the faces of the great monks Qingyuan, thought about it, and decided to save some time.

So he directly summoned the light of Buddha in the sea of ​​consciousness world.

That point of Buddha's light was originally nothing more than a speck of dust, but after being summoned out of the body by the Jing Fu demon body, it radiated light, covering the entire Zen room in an instant.

In the bright and resplendent Buddha's light, Abbot Qingyuan's expression finally eased down.

"That's how it is..."

"How could this be?"

"Who moved my memory?"

"No, who moved our memory?!"

The complexions of Qing Du, Qing Xian and other great monks also changed several times.

First doubt, then surprise, then puzzlement, shock...

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