Fangcunshan, Lingtai Sect.

As its name suggests, the mountain seems to be in a small space, and the world is formed in a single domain. There is a universe in the spiritual platform.

The Golden Elephant is building a spiritual room, or it can be said that the spiritual table is building. The spiritual table is nothing and only exists in the endless images, which seems real and real, like a dream and an illusion. The spiritual room is the concrete transformation after practice.

There is no time in the mountains, and the cycle of spring and autumn turns.

Qingyi sat by the window at a quaint wooden table, holding her chin with her hands, next to it was a gray-black lamp, and the flames were burning quietly. Her pointed chin was white and delicate, and her originally lively eyes looked a little dull now, staring at the night sky outside the window.

Jin Xiangdi didn't know that he was in Xiniu Hezhou with Qingyi. Qingyi naturally didn't know that since she came to Lingshan, she tried every means to leave, but she couldn't. Since she came to Lingshan, she had not learned any Taoism at all. What she had to do every day was to clean those grand halls. Although there was no dust on the Buddha statue or the ground, she still had to do it. In what her master Nirvana said, it was not the dust that was visible to the naked eye, but the dust in her heart.

She swept it for three years, and she had basically never been to the Lingshan Temple on Lingshan in the past three years. Although she had hoped to be able to listen to the sermons since she arrived at Lingshan, she had no chance to see her.

The magic power she practiced from "Xuantian Gangqi" that she risked her life from Xuantian Villa was already dispersed at the moment she entered Lingshan. Now she does not have a trace of magic power. When she acts, she will sweat, be tired, and be hungry. She can see all the phenomena that will occur to people in the mortal world.

Qingyi looked at the dark night and the dark outside the window. After a long silence, she suddenly slapped the table, "Bang..." and shook the lights on the table, straightening her waist. Then she lay down again, lay softly on the table, and then pointed to the patterns on the table, and said very angrily: "Lingshan Lingshan, Lingshan is a cage of present life, living with a group of liars who deceive themselves and always think about cheating others."

"You can't deceive me, you can't deceive me..."

Her voice was particularly clear in this small house dyed with dim lights.

The sky lit up unconsciously. She looked at the sky, wondering if the sky was also deceived by the people on this Lingshan Mountain.

The sun should not shine in such a place, Qingyi always thinks like this.

She got up, picked up a broom behind the door in the room and went to clean the Buddhist temple.

Legend has it that there are three thousand Buddhist temples on Lingshan, which symbolizes the three thousand great roads and also symbolizes that there will be three thousand Tathagatas in Lingshan. This makes Qingyi difficult to accept. In her opinion, it is enough to have a big sun Tathagata on Lingshan.

The wind outside is warm and cool, and only spring can be seen. Qingyi has been here for so long, but she has never noticed any changes in the wind. Therefore, she naturally thought that the spring breeze was deceived by Lingshan and could not wander here all year round.

This Buddhist temple is called the Great Compassion and Great Compassion Guanyin Buddhist Temple. It is the temple where Master Qingyi is located. She naturally heard of this Guanyin Master before. It was not until she went to Lingshan that she realized that this Guanyin Master was just a Dharma image. What people in the mortal world see is always a Dharma image, holy and compassionate.

Bypassing many pilgrims who kneel and bow every nine steps, they enter the Guanyin Buddhist temple. When they bypassed, they looked at the people who were bowing to the ground and recited the "Sutra of Rebirth in the World" and only thought in their hearts that they were poisoned too deeply.

I couldn't help but think of Jin Xiangdi again, thinking in my heart that if he was there, he would have been deceived and would have forgotten the past like his senior brother.

She was still carefully sensing the sacred steps that symbolize the ability to overcome all sins in the world. The Buddhist son in the temple said that as soon as all living beings in the world stepped on the eighteen levels of stairs, they would be punished if they stepped on the eighteen levels of hell. As long as he walked through without retreating, everything would become the past, and he would become a pure and quiet person, qualified to become a Buddhist son. Qingyi would feel this carefully every time he stepped on these eighteen levels of gray-brown steps.

In addition, she was also worried that she was the Buddhist son under Guanyin Bodhisattva, so she could not understand their behavior. Just as she could not understand Zhitong's move from a great ape king who sang and sang "The only magical body in the world, and the free and easy world", to the current spiritual ape protecting temple who meditated every day.

When you enter the Buddha hall, even though Qingyi has been here for three years, she still feels a grand and upright breath coming towards her. A huge Buddha statue looked holy and compassionate, which is the great and compassionate Guanyin Buddha statue. There is a man sitting cross-legged under the Buddha statue. If you look closely, you will find that it is not a person, but a monkey.

Qingyi filled the oil lamp in front of the Buddha with oil, and then started cleaning. Although she could not sweep a trace of dust from inside the hall to outside the hall, she still had to do this every day. Because she also wanted to learn magic, and could listen to the sermons under the Buddha on the top of Lingshan like her master, and to be able to enter and exit Lingshan freely. The most important thing is that she didn't want to clean the Buddhist temple like she is now ten years later.

Therefore, in the eyes of others, Qingyi is an extremely pious and pure Buddhist son.

Before Qingyi finished sweeping, the sound of chanting scriptures was already heard in the Buddhist temple, and the mantra of great compassion was recited. Qingyi listened to her ears and felt that the sound of chanting scriptures was more annoying than the sound of flies lingering in her ears. Of course, she heard others say that when the Buddhist children recite scriptures in the Buddhist temple, they were like clear springs flowing in their hearts. Many pilgrims outside the Buddhist temple just wanted to listen to the sound of chanting scriptures coming from the Buddhist temple when the sun was about to rise and before dawn.

But no matter what she did, she could not feel the feeling of a clear spring flowing into her heart. In the words of Nirvana, her six senses were not quiet.

When she swept the floor to Zhitong, she stopped, squatted down, and said to Zhitong: "You are the great ape king who is free and free in the world. You have a junior brother named Huiyan, who has been killed by someone, and there is another junior brother named Jin Xiangdi, and your life and death are uncertain."

Whenever Qingyi said this, Zhitong's eyelids would tremble, as if they were about to open it, and they burst out with rebellious eyes again. Unfortunately, it had never been opened in three years. Fortunately, Zhitong would still react when Qingyi said that, otherwise she would have stopped saying it.

After cleaning the Buddhist temple, Qingyi also had to start chanting the scriptures. What she recited was not the "Great Compassion Mantra" or the "Sutra of Rebirth in the World", but the "Clean Heart and Mingwang Mantra". The Mantra of Qingxin is divided into two chapters, the first chapter is the "Clean Heart and Mingwang Mantra", and the next chapter is the Mantra of Mingwang. According to Qingyi, she is the only one of the Buddhists in this Great Compassion Mantra of Guanyin Buddha Hall who recites this mantra.

And she knew from other Buddhist children that only gifted creatures would be awarded this mantra of the Ming King.

"What is King Ming?" Qingyi didn't know at this time, but only knew that King Ming was the Buddha's guardian. When the Buddha appeared, King Ming would definitely be with him.

The place where Qingyi recites scriptures is not the residence or the Buddha's temple, but the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

Before she reached Lingshan, she only thought Lingshan was an ethereal fairy mountain, but after she arrived, she felt that this was almost a world that was beyond the world and was not among the five elements, forming a world. There were mortal worlds and Buddhist temples. However, compared with the worlds outside Lingshan, the people in the mortal world here all had a pious heart towards Buddha.

She recited the "Clean King of Purification" and found a place with a large crowd at the foot of the mountain to recite it. Her master Ji Mie said, when can people be able to calm your mind after listening to your chanting, even if you start, you can start practicing the wonderful Dharma of Lingshan.

Qingyi went down the mountain and met several Buddhist children in unknown Buddhist temples sitting upright on the side of the road chanting sutras, surrounded by a group of mortals listening to sutras. She went directly to a street market at the foot of the mountain, went directly to an open space, sat cross-legged down and closed her eyes and recited.

In the past three years, she has changed many places, and this place is the place she has stayed the longest.

There are still pedestrians on the street, and very few people will stop and listen quietly. Even if there is, they will just listen for a while and leave. When Qingyi opened her eyes, she was still the same as before. No one sat down and listened quietly, let alone asking her for her Dharma name. However, most of them would have a bowl of still warm rice.

Before coming to Lingshan, she never ate grains, but after coming to Lingshan, she was hungry every day, and she had nothing to eat when she was hungry. The only time she could fill her stomach was that after chanting the scriptures, someone would send a bowl of rice.

She picked up the food in front of her and ate it. After eating, she felt a little hungry. As for eating, it was still a long time. She touched her stomach, looked at Dayang shining in the sky, closed her eyes again and recited the "Clean King of Clear Hearts and Ming".

Only after being truly quiet can one stop feeling hungry. People on the street saw Qingyi finishing the food in big mouthfuls, and someone came up to take back the bowl. In their hearts, Qingyi was obviously a person with six impure senses. It has been three years since they had not yet entered the door of tranquility.

When Qingyi opened her eyes again, there was still a bowl of rice in front of her. In addition, there was another person, a girl in purple. The girl squatted on the ground and stared at her big eyes.

Qingyi also looked at her, but she didn't think it was because she was reciting the scriptures well and came to listen specifically. Qingyi's belly seemed particularly hungry after reciting the scriptures. She picked up the food on the ground and ate it. The girl in purple in front of her looked at Qingyi with excitement on her face.

Although she looked very excited, she didn't speak until Qingyi finished eating the meal in the bowl.

Silence is not Qingyi's style, so when she put down the bowl after eating, she touched her lips and said, "Do you think I'm weird?"

The girl in purple nodded vigorously.

"What's strange?" Qingyi asked.

"Recite the scriptures!" the girl in purple replied quickly, her voice very fresh.

"Reciting scriptures? What's so strange about me reciting scriptures?" Qingyi asked in confusion.

The girl in purple immediately said, "It's very strange, it's very strange. You are the strangest person I have ever seen chanting scriptures in Lingshan."

"What a strange method?" Qingyi thought to himself that no one has come to listen to the sutras when he was chanting for three years. Could it be that he was chanting wrongly: "It makes no sense, it is impossible to chant wrongly."
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