I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

"Is this the city of Venerable?" Adama stood outside the gate of Dongcang City, looking at the endless stream of people entering the city, with a strange gleam in his eyes. Along the way, he traveled through the desert, crossed plains, accompanied Su Qianqian, traveled across the state, rode a horse and took a boat, and traveled tens of thousands of miles. Now that he finally arrived at the destination he longed for, he felt a little timid.

If there is no Buddha here, I am afraid that the world will never see a Buddha again!

"Dare to ask, but Ms. Su Qianqian?" A Confucian scholar dressed as a government official saw Su Qianqian and quickly stepped forward to salute.

Su Qianqian bowed back: "The little girl is Su Qianqian, I don't know who you are..."

The official showed a gentle smile: "I'm an errand in the Political Affairs Hall. A few days ago, Master Hou saw that Miss Su was about to return, and ordered me to wait here to avoid the complicated procedures for Miss Su to enter the city. Miss Su can just enter the city directly with me."

When Su Qianqian heard that it was Chen Luo's order, she couldn't help but her heart beat a little faster. Then she looked back at Adama and said, "My lord, I still have a Little Brother..."

"Young Master Adamo, right? The Marquis has also ordered you to enter the city directly!"

Adama was startled: "Venerable knows me?"

"Hahaha..." The official smiled, "I'm going to ask Master Hou about this. You two, please come with me."

As he said that, the official led Su Qianqian and Adamo through the crowd entering the city, showed a token at the city gate, and led them into the city.

As soon as he stepped into the city, the bustling air rushed over his face. Adamo has also seen big cities like Zhongjing and Leya, and the prosperity is naturally far more than that of Dongcang, but Adamo feels a vigorous vitality in the prosperity of Dongcang, which seems to be thriving and never stops.

The officials led Su Qianqian and Adamo towards the city lord's mansion. After walking for a while, suddenly a carriage passed by them. There was a light "Hey" from the carriage, and the carriage stopped immediately. Luo Hong The slave got out of the car and looked at Su Qianqian happily: "Sister Su?"

Su Qianqian was also overjoyed to see Luo Hongnu, and quickly blessed her: "Master Luo!"

When the two were in Zhongjing City, they naturally met each other, their temperaments matched each other, and they talked very speculatively.

Luo Hongnu walked up to Su Qianqian: "When did sister Su come to Dongcang? Did she go to see Lord Hou?"

Su Qianqian nodded: "The previous matter is over, I just arrived in Dongcang, and I am going to meet Lord Hou!"

Luo Hongnu smiled: "Then you didn't come at the right time. A group of seafood outside the city attacked the city, and Lord Hou dealt with it. How about this, I'll take you to listen to the opera, and you can go to worship him after Master Hou is done with it." .”

Su Qianqian heard that Chen Luo had something to deal with, so she didn't dare to disturb her, and nodded, "That's Master Luoluo. By the way, this is the Little Brother I recognized, named Adamo. Adamo, this is Master Quyiluo !"

"Master Luo, Adama is polite." Adamo saluted.

Luo Hongnu said brightly: "Sister Su and we are a family, you are welcome! Let's go."

Su Qianqian blushed when she heard the word "family", and did not refute anything. She obediently took Adamo into Luo Hongnu's car and walked towards the theater...

...

In today's Dongcang Grand Theater, in addition to "The Female Consort", the "Three Kingdoms Opera" that he starred in last time was also arranged on the performance list, and instantly set off a frenzy for watching dramas again.

This one is performing the famous passage in "Dingjun Mountain"——

"This letter came by coincidence and helped me, Huang Zhong, to succeed."

"Standing at the gate of the camp, the three armies call, and the big and small children listen to Genmiao."

"The head is full of drums, and the battle is made of rice;"

"Second drum, tight shirt;"

"Three drums, the knife out of the sheath;"

"Sitong drums, hand over the soldiers."

"Advance and retreat must obey the order, disobeying the order will inevitably delay the knife."

"Successfully work until 3:00 noon tomorrow!"

...

Adama felt like he had had a magical day.

Although he mainly reads Chen Luo's martial arts, he also reads "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", so he can naturally understand the stories on stage. In such a short time, he felt that the lives of countless people were being staged in front of him.

Either brilliant, or desolate; or high-spirited, or depressed and lonely.

He seemed to have caught something, but couldn't find any trace.

He remembered his own life.

Born in the royal court, he is a natural preacher.

When I was young, I only knew that there was a pair of eyes above the kingdom, looking down on everyone, high above.

He was told to revere the owner of those eyes, to worship him, to worship him, to serve him without reservation.

His body, his soul, belonged neither to his parents nor to himself, but to the Bodhisattva who is above him.

This world is like this, the world is like this!

It was a Sea of ​​Bitterness, with no other shore in sight.

Adama took a deep breath, and Guru Katiyah's teachings echoed in Adama's mind again——

"Adama, the Buddha is not a Buddha, the Buddha today is attachment!"

"It's greed, it's anger, it's ignorance!"

"The law is self-defeating, and the human being is self-defeating;"

"Separate self-attachment, inherent self-attachment;"

"The Buddha is in the attachment, but I don't see my Buddha."

Adama shook his head slightly, and murmured: "Master, Adama is ignorant and has not yet found a way to break the obsession!"

At this moment, the curtain on the stage was drawn down, and a chorus sang from behind the stage.

This is Liu Jingzhuang's first move after assuming the new post. After the "Three Kingdoms Opera" is over, "Linjiang Fairy" written by Chen Luo will sound.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero."

"Success or failure is turned around, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red several times."

...

Adama's heart stopped suddenly, as if it had been struck by something.

"Success or failure, turn your head and empty your head!"

"It's the same in the world of mortals, it's the same in the world, so it should be in the same way, and it's the same in the Sea of ​​Bitterness..."

"See the sky, break the stick!"

He suddenly recalled the "Vajra Sutra" read by Xie Xun in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji"——

"Just like my body was cut off by King Kali in the past, at that time, I had no image of self, no image of human beings, no image of sentient beings, and no image of life. Why? When I was dismembered step by step in the past, if I had image of self, The appearance of a person, of living beings, and of a life-span should give rise to hatred... Bodhisattva must be separated from all appearances."

Adama clasped his hands together, emitting a faint golden light all over his body, which was very eye-catching in the dark theater.

Everyone looked at Adamo, and Su Qianqian looked at Adamo: "Adamo, what's wrong with you?"

Adamo didn't seem to hear Su Qianqian's words, and murmured——

"All conditioned things are like dreams and bubbles; they are like dew and electricity, so you should observe them like this!"

A moment later, a blue light shot into the theater.

"Little Master Adamo, the Marquis welcomes you!"

...

City Lord's Mansion.

Chen Luo looked at Adamo with a frosty face, and Adamo also looked at Chen Luo with a warm smile on his face.

Wu Litao and Yun Siyao stood on the high clouds of the City Lord's Mansion, looking down, as if they could penetrate the house and see Chen Luo and Adamo in the main hall.

"Yao...you...you want...you want to zoom in...big...big move?"

Yun Siyao frowned: "The 'Shaolin' in the junior brother's book has something to do with Buddhism. It's usually just martial arts, but this time there may be something wrong!"

"Relic... Li... Lizi... And... And... Not old... Honest?"

Yun Siyao looked solemn, raised his head, and looked at the sky.

...

"Enlightened?" Chen Luo finally spoke.

Adama nodded, then shook his head again.

"Venerable, if everything is empty, then what is practice?"

"If all sentient beings are saved, then what is seeing emptiness?"

Chen Luo frowned slightly.

This is the trouble of Zen Buddhism, which is always playing tricks.

You little monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you also started to circumambulate with me?

Fortunately, I have a hang!

Chen Luo nodded, picked up the pen, wrote a few words on the paper, and handed it to Adama: "This is cultivation."

Adama took it, only to see quatrains written on it.

"Being a Bodhi Tree,"

"The heart is like a mirror."

"Wipe frequently,"

"Don't stir up dust."

Looking at the poem, Adama seems to be in deep thought. Behind Adama, a faint colorful halo appears and disappears from time to time.

After a long while, Adama raised his head again and looked at Chen Luo expectantly.

Chen Luo wrote another poem and handed it to Adama: "This is seeing the sky!"

"Bodhi has no tree,"

"A bright mirror is not a stand."

"There was nothing there,"

"Where is the dust?"

When Adama saw this poem, his whole body trembled and his hands trembled. At the same time, the handwriting of the two poems separated and danced in the air, turning into budding Lotus flowers, floating in the air.

Adama was looking at Chen Luo, and saw that Chen Luo tapped the lotus flower, and the lotus flower bloomed one after another. On each lotus flower, there was a golden Buddha sitting in lotus position, reciting Buddhist scriptures. Surrounded by all the Buddhas, Chen Luo smiled and said nothing.

Adama seemed to have realized something, and murmured: "Entering the world with martial arts, cultivating the mind, cultivating the mind of oneself, cultivating the mind of universal salvation, and cultivating the mind of not being contaminated by Buddha; coming out of the world with the Dharma, there is no image of self, no image of human beings, no image of sentient beings, and no longevity." Those who look."

"Venerable, I'm enlightened!"

Chen Luo nodded with a smile.

At this time, the Golden Buddha Lotus flower, which was made of forty characters, turned into colorful Buddha lights, rushing into the sky, and a sense of compassion was born out of thin air, filling the whole city.

...

In the invisible sky, a golden avenue stretches for thousands of miles, and there are countless figures on it, exuding majesty.

Suddenly, the golden road trembled suddenly, and many figures disappeared immediately!

Under Qing Ming, the Buddhist land of the Western Regions.

The eminent Buddhist monk who was sitting on a high platform giving a lecture suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body shone with golden light.

The disciples under the high platform felt fear and looked towards the high platform. The eminent monk raised his head and looked at the dark sky.

"Buddhism is in turmoil, why?"

...

At the same time, on the golden road, a huge figure appeared, and in the figure's hand appeared a Demon Subduing Pestle, which he threw vigorously into the distance.

The Demon Subduing Pestle seemed to have penetrated the barriers of many spaces, and flew towards a colorful avenue of three thousand miles away. At this moment, a giant pen like a rafter appeared in the void, tapped on the Demon Subduing Pestle, and fixed the Subduing Demon Pestle , at the same time, a green bamboo stick appeared, and hit the golden figure, instantly blowing the golden figure to pieces. The bamboo stick didn't stop, it hit the golden road heavily, the bamboo stick instantly shattered, and the golden road was also hit with a depression.

"Bodhisattva, you have crossed the line!" A magnificent voice came from the huge pen.

"Yu Wuji, Lu Fangweng!" The golden shadow reappeared, and his tone was full of anger, "Hereticism is here, and it is only right and proper for me to kill it!"

"Fart!" Bamboo Sage Yu Wuji's voice echoed, "What you are killing is the evil of Buddhism, why bother my disciple Martial Dao!"

"Evil is in the Martial Dao!" Another figure of golden light appeared beside Bodhisattva's figure, "Wait to stop it again, Buddhist jihad!"

"Then let's fight!" Almost at the same time, several voices sounded at the same time. A blue avenue of thousands of miles emerged out of thin air, blocking between the golden avenue and the colorful Martial Dao. On the side of the giant brush like rafters, there are blue phantoms, including history books, ink ingots, fluttering paper, flying plum blossoms... Behind each phantom, there is a Confucian semi-saint. !

"The battle order of the holy hall, those who dare to cross the Confucian way with the Buddha's will will be destroyed!"

"I am a Confucian scholar, why should I be afraid of a battle!"

The phantoms of the great Bodhisattvas on the golden light Buddhist path appear one by one, and the phantoms of Confucian treasures on the blue Confucian path also gradually increase.

Above Qingming, the holy will is emptied, and the will to fight is pervasive.

At this moment, a sudden laugh sounded.

"A group of thieves who robbed the legacy want to attack my Daoist great virtuous teacher?"

In Qing Ming, a Tai Chi phantom emerged, and the phantom slowly emerged, and the voice came faintly from behind the Tai Chi diagram.

"Do you want to fight?"

Looking at the rotating Taiji diagram, Bodhisattva scolded and asked: "This is a matter between Buddhism and Confucianism, and your Taoist school also wants to intervene?"

As if nothing had happened, Tai Chi Tu murmured: "The Taoist sect is also a human race!"

As soon as this remark came out, the golden light incarnations of the great Bodhisattvas on the Buddhist Avenue were slightly silent, knowing that today's things cannot be done, and they disappeared one by one.

"Saints of Confucianism, remember the agreement, under the holy way, everyone will be safe!" Bodhisattva left a sentence, and finally dissipated on the Golden Avenue.

A chuckle came from the Tai Chi diagram, and it slowly disappeared into the void.

The phantoms of Confucian treasures on the Confucian avenue have disappeared, but the Confucian avenue has not disappeared, and it is still lying in place. On that avenue, there is only a green bamboo, like a spear piercing the sky, rooted in the Confucianism. On the doorway.

In Qing Ming, the silence was restored, as if nothing had happened.

...

In the City Lord's Mansion, Chen Luo frowned slightly.

Just now the dangerous mirror in his Divine Sense trembled violently, almost breaking the opportunity, and it was only after a while that he regained his composure.

"It seems... something terrible happened!"

"However, it seems to be resolved?"

Chen Luo frowned, and a gust of wind blew into the hall.

"The wind today is very noisy!"