Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 59 59. See the moon and forget the finger, and conquer the fox ancestor

Xiao Xi hurriedly explained: “No, no, this is the Seventh Royal Highness of Dashang, whom Xian’er ancestor asked me to bring.”

“how come”

Xiao Xi raised a secret message: “Okay, I have a secret letter from Xian’er ancestor, I won’t tell you, I’m going to Huixin ancestor.”

Xia Ji walked with her in this fox village. There were not many foxes, but after a quick glance, there were thousands of them, all in form.

Along the way, the vixen who turned into handsome men and beauties all ran over to see him curiously. The handsome men and women are okay, but the beautiful vixen are glaring at him from time to time, and even acquainted with Xiao Xi, they even ran out to ask where it was. The jade-faced Xiao Lang Jun, even more boldly, directly greeted him from the opposite side and cast a wink, whispering “Will Lang Jun be free tonight”.

Most of the foxes don’t become acquaintances with each other, but want to find a lover to live their lives.

The demon itself feels that humans are the longest of all souls, and the demon is inherently inferior to humans, so he will work hard to cultivate as an adult. After becoming a human form, he only wants to truly integrate into the human society and understand the good and evil rituals. That’s why I study hard.

Soon.

Xiao Xi had already brought Xia Ji to a courtyard. She ran in and handed in Hu Xian’er’s letter before she came out and said, “Your Royal Highness, the ancestor Huixin invites you in.”

Xia Ji walked into the house, very different from what he imagined.

That is a beautiful nun,

The female nun was wearing a gray monk robe and a moon-white gauze outside, and she was reading the scriptures with a blue lantern.

When she saw him, the nun looked up at him, smiled and stood up.

Then she walked directly to Xia Ji. When she came to him, the nun didn’t stop and walked around Xia Ji three times. After the walk, she sat back in front of the coffee table and said: “His Royal Highness can say one thing. Untie the yarn.”

Obviously, this fox is obsessed with Buddhism, and now he is practicing Zen.

The Zen machine has no head, no tail, and no logic.

These three can be said to be the three poisons of greed, anger, ignorance and ignorance. They can also be said to be the three seals. They can be said to be everything, or they can be said to be nothing. If they are not, how can they break Zen?

The glamorous nun looked at this majesty, she had already known the existence of this from the tree demon of Xumi Jiufeng,

It’s just that she is still quite confused,

If you are an old monk or a powerful person who knows Zen, then it’s normal.

But the prince is only seventeen. Even if he has great wisdom and experience, but his age is limited, how can he be passed on by the tree demon as “spotless and very Buddha” in conversation?

Therefore, she didn’t accept the prince at all, so she came up with such a problem. If she was just a mortal and vulgar, she would not be polite. Even if there was a letter from Hu Xian’er, she would not take the prince to see the importance of the fox family. Collection of books.

However, this question has no solution at all.

Because this is not a problem at all.

Why is it not important to go around three times?

The important thing is that the answer lies in the heart, but the heart is fickle. No matter what you guess, it is wrong. If it is wrong, it is failure.

However, the young prince also smiled, and he said softly: “I already know the correct answer.”

The glamorous nun was taken aback for a moment, and then solemnly said: “Your Highness, please show it.”

Xia Jiyun stretched out his meditation method and stretched out his index finger, with the Zen in his fingers full of meditation. He said lightly, “That’s it.”

The glamorous nun looked at his fingers, first in amazement, and then her complexion changed.

Suddenly, she only felt that there was a lot of weather on her finger, and her thoughts just turned into scenes of real scenes, showing on that finger.

That finger is like a heart that is impermanent, and like the birth and death of thousands of beings,

When I read the finger again, it turned into a cloud and mist in the mountains, tired back to the bird,

Another thought becomes a sea of ​​blood on the original Shangshi Mountain, standing the demon Buddha,

Another thought is like a thousand stacks of scriptures under a lamp, a hundred years of lonely shadow

In a short period of time, all of his thoughts, even hundreds of years of hard work, fell on that finger.

Then the finger fell again, no more.

All the laws are one, and all the answers belong to this one.

So why she had to go around three times, and what she said she wanted to take off all belonged to this one.

However, this is not over yet, because it has returned to nothingness, so he is fingered.

Xia Ji has completely answered this question.

If it is an ordinary person, he would definitely not understand, but the nun in front of him is a fox who is really obsessed with Zen Sutra.

If she makes no progress, then this finger can point her astray.

If she had come to a thorough understanding, then she would naturally understand her answer.

Seeing that glamorous nun bowed her finger, she felt that everything that had changed before her eyes had disappeared. She only felt shocked, and her brain was still buzzing.

At this time, she only felt that it was dumb eating honey, sweet in her heart, but she couldn’t say it, she had understood something, but she never caught it.

Xia Ji said: “Am I right?”

The glamorous nun suddenly woke up, was silent for a long time, and said in a respectful voice: “Please tell me.”

Xia Ji stretched out his index finger again, then bowed again, “Okay.”

The glamorous nun looked at him dumbly. For a long time, the smile on her face and all the charms disappeared. All that was left was respect. Her hands clasped her hands together and her expression was pious.

“His Royal Highness is really a walking Buddha. However, as shown by the Buddha, if he is aware of his wisdom, he never grasps the point.”

“Then look more.”

“Read the scriptures? I have read the scriptures for a hundred years. It seems that I don’t understand them thoroughly, right?”

Xia Ji walked to the window, pushed both hands away, the moon was bright outside the window, and he waved, “Come here.”

The ancestor of the northern fox tribe has a very strange emotion in her heart. She has been alive for hundreds of years. In the fox tribe, all the foxes are fox grandchildren, and those fox grandchildren are not respectful to her. Respectfully?

But at this time, facing the human prince who was only seventeen, she actually felt that she was very small.

It seems that many, many years ago, the monk in memory opened the snow-covered wooden window and looked at the little fox quietly listening to the scriptures in front of the window with a smile.

I am that little fox,

But now it feels as good as it was then.

There was some excitement in her heart, and she obediently walked to Xia Ji’s side.

Xia Ji raised her finger to the moon, “Look.”

The ancestors of the Northern Fox tribe followed his fingers, and the fingertips were pointing towards the bright moon, hanging high in the sky, like a round of ice wheels shining on the world, exuding a bright glow, so that all eyesight Occupied by it.

The ancestor of the northern fox tribe said: “The bright moon is beautiful.”

Xia Ji smiled and said, “You have already seen it.”

The ancestor of the northern fox tribe was stunned.

Xia Ji continued: “Since you know that the bright moon is in the sky, why bother to look at my finger pointing to the sky? The scriptures are the fingers, and what you want is the bright moon.”

The ancestor of the northern fox tribe suddenly widened her eyes, and her words were full of enlightenment. She only felt that all her accumulation was collapsing from the inside out, but because it collapsed, she realized that she was originally obsessed and expected to do so. The knowledge that led to Zhengguo was all covered mountains, and now the mountains were shattered in the prince’s finger. She looked up at the sky and finally saw a bright moon.

Xia Ji saw that she was in a daze, so she found a place to sit down and quietly carve the rosary. Before March, how many he could carve was, and he would not miss any chance to increase the hole cards.

One hundred and eight troubles, one thousand and eight worlds, three thousand worlds

He is convinced that these numbers left by Buddhism have special implications, and each number is a qualitative change. One hundred and eight rosary beads can be turned into Buddha’s hands. Then the next one thousand and eighty can bring What, what about the next three thousand prayer beads?

Although the magic weapon cannot be used too continuously, what if he makes more?

The thoughts in his mind were moving, but his whole person was extremely quiet. Only the calm hand rubbing the wood in the entire stone house, the sound of the carving knife cutting off the sawdust.

He blew away the sawdust from the thirtieth rosary, and felt a little tired. Looking at the nun, she was still standing under the moonlight, staring at the moon in a dream.

a long time

The nun turned around and walked to Xia Ji’s side respectfully, her hands clasped together.

Xia Ji asked: “Understand?”

The nun stretched out a finger, and then slowly bent down.

Xia Ji nodded: “Good.”

Nun Nihu said, “Hui Xin, please be the next disciple of your Highness.”

Xia Ji said: “I’m in the mortal world, I am not a master.”

Nun: “Hui Xin was made by the fox’s cultivation. His Royal Highness felt that Hui Xin was not a human, so he didn’t accept it?”

Xia Jidao: “If you understand good and evil, does it matter to people? So, open up your heart and listen to me reciting a scripture.”

The nun nodded.

Xia Ji grabbed a scripture from the bamboo basket and silently picked up the Tathagata Zen and began to recite it. Now this Tathagata Zen is completely his Zen. The Tathagata is not the original form, but the evil mind Tathagata. The number of good and evil is nothing more than a fame. Isn’t the evil heart a kind heart? If you cling to fame, how can you get true knowledge?

The ancestor of the Northern Fox tribe put his happy room in his room and listened to his chanting with all his attention.

Once the chanting was over, Huixin had already converted to Xia Ji.

(End of this chapter)