Jiang Zu

"Little monk, if the old man reads correctly, you are practicing closed-mouth meditation!"

Jiang Hua stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Di Ru put his palms together and said with ventriloquism ashamedly: "I have practiced closed-mouth meditation since I was a child for twenty years, but I can't achieve the power of the old benefactor in a few breaths."

"Shut-mouth meditation cultivates oral karma, which is to stop talking and stop talking."

Pointing to his heart, Jiang Hua continued: "You think that shutting your mouth is practicing closed mouth meditation, but you have already fallen into a magic barrier. The so-called mouth is the door of the heart, and the mouth is closed. Cultivate the body, speech, and mind!"

"Looking at the old benefactor for advice!"

Di Ru went to humbly ask for advice.

"When this place is quiet, everything is in sight; when this mouth is closed, everything is victorious; when this heart sinks, everything is lovely."

Jiang Hua still pointed to his heart and said.

"Young monk doesn't understand!"

Di Ru thought for a while, but shook his head and replied.

"If you can understand a few words, closed-mouth meditation can't be called one of the most difficult Buddhist methods to practice. Even the Buddha has enlightened his whole life."

Jiang Hua also sighed when he thought of the experience of the Buddha.

The Buddha Sage was originally a young novice monk in a secular temple. He practiced in the temple since he was a child. Because of his wisdom, he was highly regarded by the masters in the temple. He was accepted as a closed disciple and taught the Buddha's truth.

One day, the master asked the Buddha what kind of Zen he wanted to practice, because he must practice Zen to practice Buddhism. Only by practicing Zen can he be favored by the immortals and Buddhas in Lingshan Buddhist Kingdom, and he must receive the real immortal Buddha method to achieve immortal Buddhas.

There are three thousand ways of Taoism, and there are three thousand kinds of meditations, and the Buddhas choose to practice closed-mouth meditations other than the three thousand meditations!

This closed-mouthed meditation is the most difficult to practice. Even the immortals and Buddhas in the Lingshan Buddhist Kingdom have never heard of anyone who has successfully practiced it. Now, once the Buddha chooses the closed-mouthed meditation, he will ruin the chance of becoming an immortal.

The master threw up his sleeves and was furious, and scolded the Buddha sage Huang Kou'er for lying about practicing closed-mouth meditation and wasting his wisdom root in vain.

The Buddha knelt on the ground, put his hands together, and looked at the master with firm eyes.

The guru looked into the eyes of the Buddha, his anger dissipated, and he allowed the Buddha to practice the closed-mouth meditation. Since the master had never practiced the closed-mouth meditation, he could only rely on the Buddha himself to realize it.

The Buddha kept his palms together, bowed his head and exited the door. Since then, he has never said a word or made a sound. He is practicing Buddhist scriptures every day, accompanied by the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns every night.

One day, the master called the Buddha to ask about it. It turned out that the master was nearly [-] years old, dying and about to pass away.

At this time, the Buddha sage has changed from a little novice monk to an old monk with a white beard.

The master saw that the Buddha's practice of closed-mouth meditation was fruitless, and told the Buddha that he was a Buddhist cultivator in the foundation period, and that there was no hope for the golden elixir in this life. Therefore, building a foundation and prolonging life is not a problem, and it is even expected to condense the golden elixir to obtain the relic.

The Buddha shook his head in shame.

The master sighed, and instructed the Buddha to go down the mountain to experience in the world of mortals, which may be helpful for the practice of closed-mouth meditation.

The Buddha worshiped, looked up at the guru again, and found that the guru had passed away.

At that time, the secular plague was rampant, the world was in chaos, the smoke was everywhere, and the people were dying.

The Buddha has been down the mountain for several years, and has seen the sufferings of the world and the hardships of all beings, which has confirmed many Buddhist scriptures, but he has become more confused about the true meaning of closed-mouth meditation.

The more you know, the more confused you become!
In the next few years, the Buddha's heart gradually became turbulent, giving rise to inner demons, and the inner demons also broke many Buddhist precepts.

Among the half devil and half Buddha, the Buddha has begged, stolen money, robbed meat, greedy for wine, joined the army, fought in wars, and of course healed the sick and saved people.

The old Buddhist sage walked alone, and he was going to Nanling City to make a living. This is a big city, and only a big city like Nanling City can maintain stability in troubled times.

In troubled times, soldiers are recruited every year. If you are lucky, you will also recruit veterans when you meet the Armament Department.

When the Buddha passed by a grove, he heard a woman crying, so he went looking for the voice, and saw two short Fusang soldiers plotting against a village woman who was digging wild vegetables.

The Buddha sage wanted to speak to stop him, but he was afraid of breaking his karma, so he slapped himself in a hurry, and ran over quickly to stop him.

When the Buddha ran close to the head, the woman's clothes were almost torn.

The Buddha stretched out his arms in front of the woman, trying to stop her with his body.

The two Fusang soldiers drew out their samurai swords in anger and directly chopped down Buddha.

This samurai sword is slender and curved, perfect for chopping!

The Buddha fell into a pool of blood and passed out due to excessive bleeding.

When the Buddha woke up again, the two Fusang soldiers had already left, and his wounds were bandaged with cloth, and this cloth was the torn clothes of the village woman.

The village woman made a bow to the Buddha, expressing that she had come forward to save her before, but she looked at the Buddha with despair in her eyes, and then slammed into a nearby tree trunk, blood flowed, and she died on the spot.

The Buddha staggered to his feet and then fell down. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to practice closed mantra meditation. If he practiced other heretic meditations, would he be able to save this woman with fists and kicks?
The Buddha became even more confused, crazy, and stumbled forward. Because the wound was torn and ruptured, the blood immediately burst open again. The Buddha who fell in the pool of blood was dying. He raised his head and looked at the Nanling City ahead with difficulty. The city has become a hell on earth.

The Fusang people burned, killed and looted in the city. Some infants were picked on the point of the knife, and half-grown children were nailed to the wall. They held killing games. They dug a pit to bury the living, and a child in the mass grave cried on top of his mother's body. The cry pierced the ears of the Buddha and tore apart the scene in front of him. It turned out that all this was the illusion of the Buddha. .

In reality, the invading army of Fusang Kingdom has only just begun to attack the city, and the city gate is shaking, precarious.

If you become a Buddha, you must abide by the precepts, and you will not allow karma to accrue to you!

If you become a Buddha, you will keep silent and practice silent meditation!
If you become a Buddha, you will ignore it and let the bandits wreak havoc!

If you become a Buddha, you must not kill, put down your butcher knife!

If you become a Buddha, you will be on a high ground, sitting and watching the sufferings of the world!

Then this Buddha, it doesn’t matter if you don’t cultivate!

If this closed phrase is broken, it will be broken!

Immeasurable light bloomed in the back of the Buddha's head, and the lips that had been closed all year round slowly spit out a word: "Break!"

Practice the closed-mouth meditation for a lifetime, and when you are dying, once you break the precepts, you will become a Buddha with one thought!
The power of this catchphrase goes up to the nine heavens and down to the nine secluded worlds, making the sky dark and the earth dark, the mountains falling apart and the earth cracking, and ghosts crying and gods howling.

When the sky and the earth were clear again, a bottomless abyss was left in front of Nanling City, accompanied by criss-crossing cracks, and the invading army of the Fusang Kingdom disappeared. Crying and crying could be faintly heard under the abyss, as if they were connected to each other. hell.

This is the mighty power of heaven and earth. Turning the mighty power of heaven and earth into one's own use is a method unique to great monks. The Buddhist sage has succeeded in practicing closed-mouth meditation!

After killing so many people, the Buddha thought that he would go to hell without any regrets. He said the name of the Buddha, but he saw lotus flowers growing from his feet, his body glowing with wisdom, and he rose into the sky.

At this time, the Buddha knew that the sound of "broken" broke not only his closed-mouthed meditation, but also his heart of seeking Buddha. The Buddhists say let go, not to let go of sentient beings, but to let go of yourself, to let go of yourself to seek Buddha persistent heart.

On this day, the Buddha sage transformed into a god with a single thought from a mortal, and became a fairy Buddha.