Mind Cultivation Record

About ten feet apart, Xiao Mian and Master Jianglong looked at each other from afar.

"What you practice is the forbidden art used by the ancient demon clan to cultivate spiritual consciousness - the "Soul Separation Technique"?" After a long silence, the Dragon Subduing Master suddenly said these words that made Xiao Mian's heart tremble. Seeing Xiao Mian looking at him with vigilance, Master Jianglong turned a blind eye and said to himself: "But it seems to be a little different from the legend. Who taught you the "Soul Separation Technique"? Oh! Don’t be surprised, little benefactor, the old monk is not judging you, if it is inconvenient..."

"It was taught by the ancestor of this junior generation, the Five Spirits Patriarch!"

"Fellow Taoist Wulingzi? Didn't he die decades ago?"

While Master Jianglong was stunned, Xiao Mian had already told half-truths and half-falsehoods about the Five Spirit Sons teaching him the Five Elements Great Way, and of course he also added the "Great Method of Separating Souls and Separating Souls".

"How could this happen? Unexpectedly, Taoist friend Wu Lingzi, who was so powerful all his life, ended up being poisoned by an unscrupulous disciple. He almost destroyed his Taoist foundation and lost his soul. Your Five Elements Sect has been established for ten thousand years, and you were a great sect even ten thousand years ago. "It's not surprising that the "Soul Separation Technique" exists in the sect. If fellow Taoist Wulingzi is hit by the soul-suppressing poison in your mouth, it is indeed possible to use it to alleviate the damage of the soul-suppressing poison. "

While talking to himself, Lord Jianglong seemed to believe Xiao Mian's explanation.

"But haven't Fellow Taoist Wu Lingzi told you about the taboos in practicing the "Soul Separation Technique"?"

"After Master explained to me the Great Way of Five Elements and the Great Method of Separating Souls and Separating Souls, the soul is about to disintegrate. How can there be time to talk about more trivial matters?"

"That's true! Back then, I had some friendship with Taoist fellow Wulingzi, and my Wan Zongyuan Three Great Sect and your Five Elements Sect were in the same spirit, watching each other. It happened that the old monk knew something about "Separation of Souls" I will tell you the secret of the "Po Dafa" today, so that you will not practice carelessly and cause any trouble in the future." Before Xiao Mian could answer, Master Jiang Long moved his lips and sent a message to Xiao Mian. . Xiao Mian listened very carefully. After all, "The Great Technique of Separating Souls and Separating Souls" came from Guitou, but Guitou had always been vague about it. Now that he had received guidance from Master Jianglong, how could he let go of the opportunity?

For a long time, Lord Jianglong remained silent.

"Thank you Lord Jianglong!"

"Actually, in terms of the ancient demon clan's secret art of "Separating Souls and Separating Souls", I still advise you not to continue practicing. However, since you have already practiced "Separating Souls and Separating Souls", you have tasted its sweetness. , It’s just because you’re not willing to practice! That’s all! Today, the old monk will help you open a convenient door!” As he spoke, Master Jianglong waved his hand, and a ray of Buddha light flew from his Buddha Light Lotus Platform. He came out and rushed into the center of Xiao Mian's eyebrows. Xiao Mian was stunned for a moment, and then quickly thanked him, only to hear Master Jianglong say calmly: "I just hope that the little donor will remember: it is convenient for others, and it is convenient for yourself!"

"Xiao Mian, remember this! I dare to ask the venerable: What is the Prajna Heart Sword? The Divine Mind Sword?"

"This Buddha's light must have been penetrated into your body by Junior Brother Fuhu, right?" After Xiao Mian nodded obediently, Master Jianglong explained: "The Prajna Heart Sword is the supreme demon-conquering sword of my Buddhist sect. The great wisdom sword condensed with Buddha nature as its spirit and Buddha's light can cut off the seven emotions and six desires, as well as three thousand troubles. However, the little donor's opportunity to understand this Prajna Heart Sword was different, and it actually became a spiritual mind. sword!"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with it! The Spiritual Mind Sword uses divine thoughts to attack the enemy. Even if an ordinary Jindan monk is not prepared, he will probably suffer a small loss. If you gather your spiritual consciousness in the future, this Spiritual Mind Sword will be able to use it to attack the enemy. It can be turned into a spiritual consciousness sword, which can be regarded as a rare divine attack power!" Seeing Xiao Mian nod cautiously at this point, Master Jianglong smiled calmly: "Okay, the old monk is going to do it now! Gone!"

"Ask me again, Your Majesty: How can I leave this claustrophobic space?"

"It's not difficult to leave. One can open it from the outside. But now the entire Mount Sumeru is closed and the temple is closed. The claustrophobic world is also closed. It is impossible to get out in a short time. There is also a passage hidden inside the claustrophobic world. If you have a keen eye, you can find it.”

"Wise eye? Dare to ask the venerable..."

"Amitabha! Little donor, take care of yourself!"

After saying that, regardless of what Xiao Mian said, Master Jianglong disappeared without a trace along with the Buddha's Light Lotus Platform, and the entire claustrophobic space fell into darkness and silence again.

"Old Ghost, today I finally realized why you hate these great Buddhist monks so much! Things that can be explained clearly in one sentence must be obscured by the clouds and mountains, and you don't know why. Wisdom? What the hell is wisdom? Old Ghost! Old Monk Jiang Long has disappeared, are you still afraid of this?”

"What the hell do you know!? That old monk is even more difficult to deal with than the original Fuhu monk, and his cultivation may enter the high-level realm of Nascent Soul at any time. Fortunately, the old monk just kept his identity and did not have direct contact with you. , Otherwise, it’s hard to say whether my old man can escape death! If he finds me, I’ll die!”

"Is that so? But Mr. Ghost, the old monk just said that if you practice this "Soul Separation Technique", you may embark on the path of soul separation and personality splitting in the future. When you taught me this secret technique, I never said there were such taboos!”

"This...that..."

"Please explain to me: Is your incomplete memory now directly related to the fact that you practiced the Soul Separation Technique?"

"This..., forgot!"

"Ghost old man!"

"Okay! Okay! Maybe, there is indeed some relationship. But you don't have to worry, kid. The "Soul Separation Method" I taught you was originally modified by me. Your three souls are always in the three flowers and have not left the body. The three souls control the seven spirits. I think... I think there will be no big problems..." At the end, Guitou's voice became smaller and smaller. Realizing that Xiao Mian's anger value was rising, Guitou quickly changed the subject: "What did the old monk teach you just now?"

"... I don't know!"

"How about taking a look first? Anyway, the number of your divine thoughts has just increased sharply, and they are still weak. They must be placed in the fairy stone for warming before they can be used. Take advantage of this leisure time to find out what kind of magical power the Buddha light that the old monk injected into your body is!"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Mian accepted Guitou's instigation.

Because of the experience of looking for the Buddha light of the Tiger Subduing Venerable last time, Xiao Mian quickly found the Buddha light that the Dragon Subduing Venerable injected into his body this time.

Unlike the Buddha light that turned into an ancient golden bell, the Buddha light that the Dragon-Subduing Master injected into Xiao Mian's body took on the shape of a cushion.

Cushion?

Isn't this something that Buddhist disciples use when they meditate?

What's the matter with the Dragon-Subduing Master putting a cushion in his head?

"Amitabha! Boy, you are obsessed! This cushion is just the manifestation of the Buddha light in your mind, but it is not a real cushion. To understand the mind and see the nature, to point directly to the original mind, to penetrate the inner essence through the confusion of external objects, is the way of practice!"

"..., Ghost Master, I think you have a connection with Buddhism, otherwise, you can stay in Tianlong Temple!"

"Don't! Don't! I don't have a spiritual stone with Buddhism!"

After playing tricks on Guitou, Xiao Mian concentrated on comprehending the Buddha light of the cushion.

Reminded by Guitou, Xiao Mian ignored the appearance of the cushion, but focused on analyzing the essential properties of the Buddha light cushion. After an unknown amount of time of deep contemplation, Xiao Mian suddenly had an idea in his mind, and he took out an object from his storage bag.

That thing was also a cushion, which he had obtained by spending a few spiritual stones in Lingchuan Market a few years ago, but was found by Xiao Mian today.

He placed the cushion in the void, and with a focused mind, the Buddha light in his mind flew out and fell into the cushion, and the two merged into one.

In this way, the originally illusory and elusive Buddha light had a physical carrier. Xiao Mian took the cushion in his hand, constantly groping and carefully comprehending it. Gradually, a cushion-shaped object was generated in his mind, which should have been empty. This object was composed of a string of Sanskrit characters. Xiao Mian had never practiced Sanskrit in his life, but he was self-taught and knew the Sanskrit that made up the cushion like the back of his hand, and had a deep memory.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices deep Prajnaparamita..."

Unable to help himself, Xiao Mian uttered a long string of syllables that even he himself found incredible, intermittent, continuous, careless but familiar.

As Xiao Mian chanted, the cushion in front of him began to decompose like peeling a cocoon, one by one, one by one, one by one, the whole cushion decomposed into thousands of cattails in an instant, each of which was engraved with a Sanskrit character, shining with a faint Buddha nature, flying around Xiao Mian.

In a trance, Xiao Mian saw an old monk walking through a vast cattail pond, his clothes were not wet, his feet did not touch the ground, but behind him were thick and mature cattails; the scene changed, the old monk exposed the cattails to the sun at noon, and the faint aroma of cattails was transmitted across time and space; the scene changed again, the old monk tanned the dried cattails in the quiet room, weaved them into strands of cattail ropes, and then used the ropes to weave into a futon; then the old monk sat on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, his hands clasped together, his appearance solemn, chanting the Buddha's name - Amitabha!

These four simple words made Xiao Mian tremble all over, and the next moment, tens of thousands of cattails surrounding Xiao Mian flew into Xiao Mian's mind and reorganized into a futon.

"Since you are born from the Heart Sutra of Prajnaparamita, I will call you the 'Heart Sutra Futon'!"

Happiness is like the heart, Xiao Mian whispered softly.