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Volume 4 Lixiu Incident!  Chapter 14 Seven days later!

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    After the little novice's introduction, Yan Ruofeng had a fairly detailed understanding of the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion.  After walking around the Sutra Pavilion for a while, I finally chose the Shurangama Sutra, which is considered the foundation of Mahayana Buddhism, and followed the young novice to walk outside the Sutra Pavilion.  It is worth mentioning that after coming out of the Sutra Pavilion, Yan Ruofeng's whole spirit and spirit had undergone great changes.  There is a saying in Buddhism that there are three realms in life: the first realm: mountains are mountains, water is water, fog is fog; mountains are not mountains, water is not water, fog is not fog; mountains are not mountains, water is not water, fog is not fog;  Realm: Look at mountains or mountains, water or water, fog or mist.  This process of transformation reflects the entire process of a person's spiritual world from being ignorant to knowing a leaf to seeing the whole picture and finally to the heart. It is simple to say, but it is extremely difficult to transform. If you don't have a very special and profound understanding of life,  It can't be felt.  Yan Ruofeng experienced the spiritual enlightenment left by the Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, and experienced a kind of tranquility and a deep feeling in the "Zen" of Buddhism. The world of mortals rolled by without a single leaf touching her body!  Although I have dabbled in Buddhism before and understood these realms, I have never experienced them personally. The most profound experience is something I could not understand before.  This is the same as knowing how to do it and making it happen.  In his previous life, Yan Ruofeng had gone to the Shaolin Temple with his father. At that time, he had no real feelings about these things, only a nostalgic memory. But now, after experiencing the experience of Buddhist classics, Yan Ruofeng has gained the experience in his heart.  In addition, the moment he walked out of the Sutra Pavilion, he had a hunch that the life-threatening sword intent that had been imprisoned in him might really be weakened. As for getting rid of it completely, with the memory of his previous life and his own judgment, he knew that it would be no different.  So it's a fantasy.  Now, Yan Ruofeng's heart has made great progress compared to when he first arrived in Shaolin. It is more peaceful on the basis of tranquility, and the black energy that is not faintly wandering in his body has also been weakly reduced.  After saying goodbye to the little novice monk, Yan Ruofeng walked towards his residence with the Shurangama Sutra. ?¡­ ?The next morning.  The courtyard behind the Shaolin Temple is where Yan Ruofeng stayed.  The location is a bit remote, and the monks in the temple don't move around very often. It's a good, deep and quiet place.  This was Yan Ruofeng's initiative. The place previously arranged by the abbot was quite densely populated, which was not a good place for Yan Ruofeng who practiced the Thirteen Deadly Swords. The sword intent and bloodthirsty intent in him increased according to the increase in the crowd.  He will riot at the right time, and a relatively secluded and quiet environment can help him calm down more quietly.  So Yan Ruofeng proposed to find a secluded and deep place to study Buddhism, away from the dust.  The abbot did not interfere. He knew that Yan Ruofeng and his uncle had a close relationship and had known each other for many years. In addition, there were many secluded and deep places in the back mountain, so he naturally nodded in agreement to this small request.  So this became Yan Ruofeng's place of residence.  At this time, the early spring dew had not yet cleared, and Yan Ruofeng was already standing in the courtyard of the other courtyard.  "I heard that. At one time, the Buddha was in the city of Shiluo. There was only Huan Jingshe. He was with a group of great bhikkhus. There were 1,250 people. They were all great Arhats without leaks. They were abbots of the Buddha's disciples. They were good and surpassed all things. They were able to do it.  Achievements in the Buddha's wheel. Encourage the three realms to save all living beings. This is called the Great Wisdom Shariputra.  Looking at the morning sun, Yan Ruofeng tried to relax her mind while reading the verses of the Shurangama Sutra.  This was completely impossible before, and it is also very difficult now.  Yan Ruofeng is an excellent swordsman, and he has comprehended a variety of artistic conceptions. Even when he is the most exhausted, his mental power cannot be maintained at a high level of concentration. His heart is also following the tarsal bones of the deadly sword intent in his past life and this life.  He never dared to relax for a moment.  It's always tight.  Even sleeping is a very shallow level of rest.  And if you want to understand the essence of the artistic conception mentioned by Buddhism, you must relax your heart and make your thoughts empty.  For Yan Ruofeng, this is nothing more than a fantasy.  But he had to do it.  In order to weaken his sword intention and the murderous aura in his body, he must force himself to do it.  But in this way, he was in a situation of gain and loss and deliberate calculation. Although his mouth was reading, his heart did not feel the slightest bit.  Although she didn't feel anything, Yan Ruofeng still read the "Surangama Sutra" in her hand and tried to relax her heart The sun slowly rose, the soft sunlight shone on the earth, and the dewdrops slowly shone under the sunlight.  Slowly evaporating, emitting a long white mist, covering the top of the other courtyard.  An ethereal aura filled the air, and Yan Ruofeng, who was standing in the other courtyard reading the Shurangama Sutra, was stunned.  Then Yixi stood there blankly, folding the classics in his hands, closing his eyes and reciting the previous words in a low voice:According to the scriptures in the Surangama Sutra, the mind gradually relaxes under the influence of this ethereal artistic conception Rub!  In just one breath, Yan Ruofeng suddenly emitted a fierce sword energy, breaking the ethereal atmosphere in the other courtyard. Yan Ruofeng also woke up from the silence, opened his eyes, and shot a sharp gaze.  "Huh!" Yan Ruofeng exhaled softly, the light in her eyes became restrained, and her face showed a peaceful and relaxed expression.  Holding the Shurangama Sutra in her hand, Yan Ruofeng moved and jumped onto the willow tree in the courtyard. She found a comfortable branch and lay down on it.  "My spirit has been tense for too long, and so has the sword energy in my body. I had the opportunity to enter the ethereal realm and realize the Zen realm mentioned by Buddhism, but it was interrupted. However, I still felt like I had a breath of time.  It¡¯s here, I remember that feeling, but the time is too short and it feels limited. If you want to truly understand, it still takes a certain amount of time.¡± After briefly summarizing, Yan Ruofeng closed her eyes and felt the sunshine.  Feeling warm on the body, enjoying the comfort of the soft breeze caressing the body like little hands, the corners of the mouth curved into a comfortable arc. ?¡­ ?Seven days later.  On the branches of the willow tree, Yan Ruofeng leisurely rose and fell with the swing of the branches. He held the Shurangama Sutra in his hand and read it slowly. The soft wind blew by, gently lifting the corners of his white clothes and folding them.  Pages in his hand.  But Yan Ruofeng didn't care. She felt indescribably comfortable and relaxed. With a smile on her lips, she still swayed with the swing of the branches and recited the verses of the Shurangama Sutra, as if she was in a trance.  At the same time, an ethereal aura spread out from his body, wrapping his entire body.  Yan Ruofeng hasn¡¯t noticed yet. The movements in her hands are the same as before, but they have a different charm
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