Heart Survey

Chapter 2395: A Sword in the Eyes

"The old forest is lost in the fog, the sea of ​​swords is lost in the moon, the boat and the deer are both gone."

"It is said that swordsmen are fools, and they do not know the meaning of the sword."

"One sword pierced my eyes for six hundred years."

“The truth can be told, it’s right before our eyes!”

The bright light in the eyes of the Wanxiang Sword Master was like a sea of ​​clouds that suddenly gathered and turned into a sword shape in an instant, reflected in the pupils. At first glance, there was only a ray of vertical light, but a closer look revealed the sharp edge.

Before he sat down, he took a light step forward - the person sitting in front of him was Bao Xuanjing, who was looking at him with an innocent and surprised look at this moment - there was a big gap between the front seat and the back seat, so the Master of Wanxiang Sword took a step to Bao Xuanjing and completed the climb to the top just in time.

In the Chaowendao Palace, which was packed with seekers of the truth, they witnessed a Taoist who had been carrying a sword for many years reach the pinnacle.

I have truly heard the truth!

The Master of the Wanxiang Sword has been guarding the Sword Box of Heaven and Earth for more than six hundred years.

It has been over three hundred years since he gained the reputation of being "invincible within ten steps of the sword holder".

Even before he guarded the Heaven and Earth Sword Box, he had already been known as a "sword maniac" and was once mentioned together with Qin Changsheng, who was chasing the old with a sword.

But Qin Changsheng, who was obsessed with swords, had already attained the status of a true lord a long time ago. In the past few years, he had been stationed at the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, fighting against the celestial demons many times and never losing the upper hand.

However, he sat in the Sword Box of Heaven and Earth and never came out again, and there was little news from him.

Gradually, no one compared "sword maniac" and "knife maniac" anymore.

He had long since cultivated to the realm of "my true self" and mastered an infinite number of sword techniques in the Sword Box of Heaven and Earth.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is the most profound swordsmanship master in the world.

It can even be said that he himself is the sword canon of the world.

At least at the level of a real person, no one knows as many sword techniques as he does.

Jiang Wang holds the Yanbu Sword Prison in his hand, using a complete small world to practice swordsmanship without stopping. However, in terms of the number of swordsmanship he has mastered, he is not even one-tenth as good as the Wanxiang Sword Master.

There is no doubt that he is strong, but he is always one step away from reaching the top.

I am becoming stronger and stronger, but I am increasingly confused about how to take that heavy step.

He was so obsessed with swords that he dreamed for 600 years and gradually lost track of the “sword” and “I” and who was “I”. Swordsmanship became an obstacle, just like being unable to find “I” in the deep mountains and old forests. The stronger the swordsmanship, the harder it was to overcome the obstacle.

Jiang Wang, who has achieved enlightenment through his true self, is the best person for him to seek the truth from.

The six realms of dharma are all true, and the flood of myriad worlds cannot move me, so he calls Jiang Wang "My Lord".

In his opinion, this young True Lord who once painstakingly sought a sword in the sword box of the world is the one who can truly carve out a way for himself in the forest of ignorance.

Logically speaking, he couldn't ask any other Daoist monks about this kind of ultimate question except for Pavilion Master Si Yu'an. Even if Jiang Wang and Jiang Pavilion had a little fate, it was not enough to seek the Dao - this was the significance of Chaowen Dao Palace.

Sometimes there is just a layer of window paper between us, but if you don’t break it, you can’t see clearly.

The hair and beard of the Wanxiang Sword Master fell one by one. They were all messy before and now, but they were messy and disordered before, but now they are like traces of the Tao, and they are different when you see them.

A group of seekers watched him reach the summit, but he was not the only one who reached the top at the same time.

Those who hear the Tao being preached in the morning heaven palace are also people who seek the Tao!
The reason why the indifferent and ruthless heavenly form also showed compassion is precisely the proof of his other form. This is because before Jiang Wang enlightened the Master of the Ten Thousand Forms Sword with the three treasures of "swordsman, swordsmanship, and sword", he also received feedback from the "Three Treasures Tathagata Sutra" -

In the past, he was sitting in the sea of ​​heaven and earth, chanting the Three Treasures Tathagata Sutra, covering the True King with his palm, and spreading the Dharma to all realms. He is the helper of the Three Treasures Tathagata.

Now Jingli’s body has become a body of thirty-two dharma forms, and he has achieved the status of a great bodhisattva. His form of sentient beings has also soared into the sky and become a dharma body!

Therefore, all aspects reveal compassion.

The Master of Wanxiang Sword was not enlightened by Jiang Wang alone, but with the help of Jiang Wang and Jingli, he was able to see the way forward.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist!" Once the Master of the Myriad Aspects Sword had gained enlightenment, his sword eyes were no longer as bright as before, and he looked much more ordinary and normal. He was freed from his 'idiocy' and returned to the world, and even remembered to thank him politely.

Throughout the ages, swords have been used to carry the stars on a piece of straw. With two such true masters in Jian Pavilion, it seems that the title of Sword Master will be carried for a long time.

Jiang Wang left the table to avoid the formalities and said, "Drawing the sword to break the moon, the sword is extremely sharp. Pile up the earth to form a mountain, it is not my work. It is the time that has failed, and the sword master has achieved it on his own."

“If there is any enlightenment, it is from the Tathagata, not me.” He put his palms together and chanted in a low voice: “Namo… the Three Treasures Tathagata!”

The Wanxiang Sword Master need not worry about his enlightenment to him. When he first entered the Heaven and Earth Sword Box to practice sword, the Wanxiang Sword Master also gave him enough patience.

But the Master of the Ten Thousand Aspects Sword should remember the help of the Three Treasures Tathagata Sutra.

If Jingli has the opportunity in the future to achieve the true Three Treasures Tathagata Buddha, the Master of the Ten Thousand Aspects Sword will have to pay for the cause and effect of today.

Jingli might not care at all, but he cares about it on Jingli's behalf.

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It is said that when the Buddha attained enlightenment, people from all over the world came to congratulate him, and gods and ghosts sang together in joy.

There is no one who obstructs the path of the Tathagata, and all the heavens and the myriad worlds are friendly to him.

Those who know His name praise His name, and those who praise His name help Him attain enlightenment.

There was a young monk in Sanbao Mountain. His former name was Jingli, and his current name is Fanshijue. He also has another name called Wang Wei.

His beloved master died, and he began to be wary of this world.

He doesn't have many friends.

He only has one relative left.

He sought a home in the Buddhist monastery, but in the end it was in vain.

Sanbao Mountain is just a small mound of earth, and Sanbao Temple is a dilapidated house. Kujue’s knowledge, experience, and wisdom are scattered like flying dust, with nowhere to be stored.

He is not a brave man, but he has to face pain. He is not a rich man, but he keeps losing.

There were not many people who helped him achieve enlightenment.

But he has a very, very, very powerful junior brother.

The youngest True Lord in history, who led the Tianhai to suppress the Changhe River last year, is preaching in the Chaowendao Palace today. When he was preaching in the heavens, he preached the Three Treasures Tathagata Sutra to this clumsy senior brother and spread the Dharma to all the worlds!
Jingli’s great bodhi vow is to help his junior fellow disciple attain enlightenment.

My junior brother is very capable, but also very hardworking.

He had already decided to become a very powerful person.

It doesn’t have to be a Bodhisattva or a Buddha, but it must be powerful.

Because he is the senior brother, after the master's death, he should especially take on the responsibility of protecting his junior brothers.

Of course, Xiong Zidu, whom he knew in prison, also gave him a push.

Xiong Zidu said that cellmates can also be considered friends.

Xiong Zidu also said that friends are friends, but accounts must be settled. They help each other, and no one owes anyone anything.

Eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures, as well as ringing the bell as a monk, has always been the principle.

He agreed to work as the imperial tutor.

He was elected by the national situation, but his position was not perfect.

If the great power cannot return to you, your golden body will decline in the future.

Not everyone can "enjoy the importance of the country", but he is already close at hand.

Many practitioners who are confident in themselves do not rely on national strength. Even those who are in high positions will ignore the support of national strength and act alone.

In the world, if you take something, you must give something. If you consume the national strength to reach the top, you must give something back to the national strength. If you take the national strength now, you must return more when you leave, otherwise the great power will not return by itself, and you will have to use your own strength to fill the gap - this is the key reason why most official monks fall into depravity after abdication.

But for him who was "born with enlightenment", the sooner he could reach the top, the sooner he could complete the "Three Treasures Tathagata Sutra".

He has been understanding more and more.

Some things are very different if they happen a step earlier or a step later.

Unfortunately, I realized it too late.

"Little monk! Oh no, now I should call you Master Imperial Master!" Xiong Zidu shouted, "All the masters are gathered in the Huangji Palace to discuss state affairs. We have just been released from prison and do not know the hardships of the world, so it is not easy to speak rashly. Let's walk around first and then think about what we can do for the country - let's go, follow this prince, and take a look at my Tai'an Palace."

Master Fanjue swallowed all the Buddha's light into his eyes, retracted his thirty-two characteristics, and instantly returned to his ordinary appearance.

Perhaps it is precisely because of ordinariness that so many possibilities exist - this is how Xiong Zidu expressed his "design concept" when designing this face.

Fan Shijue didn't care what he looked like, he only cared about the position of the National Master of Great Chu, which could help him do what he wanted to do.

Hearing Xiong Zidu's call, he said "Oh" and turned around to follow Xiong Zidu out. He was so straightforward that he looked a little stupid, as if he didn't remember who gave him the title of Imperial Master. He only remembered who asked for the title.

In almost any country, this would be a dangerous statement that needs to be nipped in the bud.

The King of Chu, who holds both military and political power and has never allowed anyone to covet it, remained silent today.

"That's right!" The moment he walked out of the palace, Xiong Zidu turned back and said with a smile across the palace door: "My ninth brother and I have a very close relationship. Father, can I take him back to the palace to play?"

Now he is not standing in the Huangji Palace anymore, and he can call him dad again.

Xiong Yinggeng, the ninth prince of the Chu State, was shocked at this moment! He realized that he had knelt down with the prince, but forgot to stand up with him. He was sweating and his legs were weak.

What does the prince want to do?
Settle the accounts later?

He looked towards the Danbi almost beggingly, hoping that his father could take care of it.

But all he heard was the voice from the Danbi: "Go."

Go on!

There wasn't even a meaningful warning, just "Go!"

Where did this bias go?!

Xiong Yinggeng was actually feeling annoyed at this time.

Let’s see what the prince can do to him!
One of his sons was bullied to death by another son. Can the wise and powerful Emperor really feel at ease?
"Please wait a moment, Your Highness!" He stretched his neck to look up at the Danbi, but could never meet that gaze: "Your Highness will follow me right away!"

Then he stood up and strode out of the hall angrily.

He walked too fast and nearly tripped at the temple entrance.

Xiong Zidu smiled and reached out to help him: "My ninth brother, what's wrong with you? Let me help you."

"No need to trouble you!" Xiong Yinggeng shook his hand away!

Xiong Zidu took his hand back, still smiling: "Well, good brother, you can follow me."

As he said this, he stepped past him and strode forward.

Master Fan looked at him with some curiosity, and followed Xiong Zidu.

Xiong Yinggeng almost gritted his teeth as he climbed up by himself and hung far behind the two men.

The majestic imperial road in front of the Huangji Palace is now the longest torture journey in the world.

Two people in prison uniforms walked in front, and a man in a fancy gown followed behind. It was unclear who was escorting whom.

Just like that, we came to the carriage representing Tai'an Palace.

Eight celestial horses pulled a luxurious carriage shaped like a flying-cornered building. The carvings were the work of a master, with large-scale paintings of flowers and birds.

The standard ceremonial procession of the crown prince.

His father has prepared everything for him!

Xiong Yinggeng looked sad, his feet felt heavier and his teeth clenched tighter.

The prince got on the carriage, turned around, smiled and offered his hand to pull him: "Ninth brother, come here."

Xiong Yinggeng did not extend his hand, but said sternly: "I dare not violate the etiquette, Prince, please get in the car first."

"Good brother, you are always so particular!" Xiong Zidu laughed and got into the car by himself.

Xiong Yinggeng failed to climb up and almost fell again.

This prince's carriage looked huge from the outside, but once you got inside, you'd see a whole new world. It was like a mobile palace!

Xiong Zidu found a seat casually and sat down, then opened the cabinet and took out a bottle of wine.

Of course, Fan Shijue sat next to him.

"Have a drink?" Xiong Zidu asked.

Fan Shijue shook his head: "Monks don't drink."

Xiong Zidu smiled and said, "You are now the Grand Master of the Great Chu State. Whether it is the rules for monks or the rules for nuns, it is up to you to decide."

Master Fanjue said, "My master doesn't allow me to drink."

Xiong Zidu then stopped talking.

Xiong Yinggeng came into the carriage and glanced at Xiong Zidu. He was not as respectful as he was outside. He had an attitude of not fearing boiling water. "It was me who spoke ill of you in front of the emperor. It was also me who fabricated the prophecy of 'the bear hunter will rule the East Palace'. I have done a lot of things. So, what do you want to do to me?"

"Ninth brother, you are overthinking!" Xiong Zidu smiled and said, "You are telling the truth. What can I do to you? Am I not the master of the East Palace? You are foresighted!"

"Don't play those sarcastic and veiled tricks on me! I won't take it!" Xiong Yinggeng was now furious: "Yes, I can't win against you, you are strong and I lost. I have nothing to say, I am just a hundred pounds of flesh here. You can kill me or chop me up, it's up to you!"

Xiong Zidu smiled happily: "You are still the same as when you were a kid. Hard-mouthed and stubborn."

Let go of one thought and you will be able to let go of everything.

Xiong Yinggeng seemed more and more at ease. He also found a seat and sat down. He squinted his eyes and said, "My dear brother, if I win, I will also evaluate you in the same way."

Xiong Zidu looked at him and said leisurely, "An extraordinary cultivator, who is wise and has countless royal secrets, actually tripped himself up twice - Ninth brother, don't you find it strange?"

Xiong Yinggeng stood there stiffly.

It is understandable that a transcendent monk with divine wisdom would be tripped. There are too many possibilities for him to be sealed, suppressed, and bound.

But he was not surprised at all by this strange thing, which was really strange!
Even... thriller!
Xiong Zidu shook the wine pot, listened to the sound of the wine, and said slowly: "You seem to have forgotten that you have power. You don't even know when I took it away. Your power is just like your authority and wealth. They are all rootless duckweed. Ying Geng."

thump!
Xiong Yinggeng suddenly knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face with fear: "Brother! Yinggeng knows he was wrong! Please forgive Yinggeng this time!"

Xiong Zidu unscrewed the wine seal and began to pour the wine slowly: "If you do something wrong, you should be punished. How do you think I should punish you?"

Xiong Yinggeng knelt down in front of Xiong Zidu and raised his head: "Brother, I will punish you however you say. Whether you want to kill me or chop me up, Yinggeng will never complain!"

"Then..." Xiong Zidu smiled and put down the wine pot: "One glass of wine as a penalty."

Xiong Yinggeng was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that his brother had quit drinking a long time ago.

Only then did I realize that this glass of wine was poured for myself!

He took the glass of wine with both hands and drank it all in one gulp. He showed Xiong Zidu the bottom of the glass in a flattering manner: "Brother, look, it's all gone!"

"Ninth brother, you have a good alcohol tolerance." Xiong Zidu smiled and patted his shoulder.

At this moment, Xiong Yinggeng felt that his strength had returned.

Such miraculous means, the extraordinary power that was lost and then recovered...completely destroyed his defenses.

He threw away the wine glass, hugged Xiong Zidu's calf, and burst into tears. "Brother, I am so confused!!!"

"Ah, what are you doing?" Xiong Zidu supported him, wiped his tears carefully, and helped him sit next to him: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, please don't be estranged from me. Let me say something disrespectful - when my brother takes the throne in the future, won't you brothers help me govern the world? How can I trust outsiders?"

"From now on, I will follow the orders of the Crown Prince!" Xiong Yinggeng stopped crying, raised his hands and swore: "If you dare to be disloyal to the Crown Prince, I will have you torn into pieces by five horses, and I will not die a good death!"

Xiong Zidu held his hand and said, "I don't want you to die badly, I want you to live well. Ninth brother, how can the country last for thousands of years without the Xiong surname Wang? Among my brothers and sisters, I have always been optimistic about you."

Xiong Yinggeng was full of ambition: "I will do my utmost to live up to the trust of the prince!"

Xiong Zidu smiled, then suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, by the way, Ninth Brother, I heard that there is a cassock in the Xinyang Marquis's mansion. It seems to have been left by some Zen Master Ku Xing... Is it true or not?"

Xinyang Earl Wu Shoujing was Xiong Yinggeng's grandfather and the biological father of Concubine Wu in the palace.

"It seems so?" Xiong Yinggeng was not sure, but his attitude was clear: "If it is useful to you, my brother, I will bring it to you immediately!"

Xiong Zidu laughed and said, "It is useless for you to keep this cassock. Brother has been studying Buddhism for a while and is quite interested in it. If it is convenient, you can get it for him."

"Of course." He brushed off the corner of his clothes casually and said, "It is not a good thing for the royal family to be close to Buddha. Ninth brother, don't learn it."

"I know!" Xiong Yinggeng nodded vigorously: "Before sunset, this cassock will be delivered to the Crown Prince's Palace. I guarantee that no one will know about this. If mother asks, I will say that I need it!"

"Good brother." Xiong Zidu smiled warmly: "Brother's love for you is not in vain."