Chapter 334: Heart Sutra Cushion

A few feet apart, Xiao Mian and Venerable Jianglong looked at each other from a distance.

"You are practicing the forbidden technique that the ancient demon race used to cultivate spiritual consciousness - "Soul Separation and Soul Separation"?" After a long silence, Venerable Jianglong suddenly said this, which made Xiao Mian tremble with fear. Seeing Xiao Mian looking at him with vigilance, Venerable 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 and Soul Separation"? Oh! Don't blame me, little donor. The old monk is not interrogating you. If it is inconvenient..."

"It was taught by my master, the Five Spirits Patriarch!"

"Fellow Daoist Wu Lingzi? Didn't he die decades ago?"

While Venerable Jianglong was stunned, Xiao Mian had half-truthfully told him that Wu Lingzi had taught him the Five Elements Dao, and of course added the "Soul Separation and Soul Separation"

"Is this true? I never thought that Fellow Daoist Wu Lingzi, who was so powerful in his life, would end up being poisoned by an unworthy disciple, and almost ruined his foundation and died. Your Five Elements Sect has been established for ten thousand years, and was even a major sect ten thousand years ago. It is not surprising that the "Soul Separation and Spirit Separation Method" exists in the sect. If Fellow Daoist Wu Lingzi was poisoned by the soul-suppressing poison you mentioned, he might be able to use it to alleviate the damage of the soul-suppressing poison."

While talking to himself, the Dragon-Subduing Venerable seemed to believe Xiao Mian's explanation.

"But didn't fellow Taoist Wu Lingzi tell you about the taboos of practicing the "Soul Separation Method"? "

"After my master explained the Five Elements and the "Soul Separation Method" to me, my soul and soul were about to disintegrate, so how could I have time to talk about other details?"

"That's true! I had some friendship with fellow Taoist Wu Lingzi back then. My Wan Zongyuan Three Major Sects and your Five Elements Sect are also of the same blood and look after each other. It just so happens that the old monk knows some secrets about the "Soul Separation Method". I will tell you today, so that you don't practice it recklessly and cause trouble in the future." As he said this, before Xiao Mian could answer, the Venerable Jianglong moved his lips and sent a voice message to Xiao Mian. Xiao Mian listened very carefully. After all, the "Soul Separation Method" was obtained from Guitou, but Guitou had been vague about it. Now that he has been instructed by the Venerable Jianglong, how could he miss the opportunity?

For a long time, the Venerable Jianglong kept silent.

"Thank you, Venerable Jianglong!"

"In fact, as for the ancient demon clan secret technique "Soul Separation Method", I still advise you not to continue practicing it. However, since you have already practiced "Soul Separation Method", I guess you have tasted its sweetness, and I am afraid you will be unwilling to stop practicing it. Forget it! Forget it! Today, the old monk will open a convenient door for you!" While speaking, Venerable Jianglong waved his hand, and a Buddha light flew out from his Buddha light lotus platform and rushed into Xiao Mian's eyebrows. Xiao Mian was stunned, and then hurriedly thanked him, but heard Venerable Jianglong He said calmly: "I just hope that the little donor will remember: helping others will make things easier for yourself!"

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

"I guess this Buddha light was injected into your body by Junior Brother Fu Hu, right?" After Xiao Mian nodded obediently, the Venerable Jianglong explained: "The Prajna Heart Sword is the supreme sword of our Buddhist sect that subdues demons. It is a sword of great wisdom that is condensed with Buddha nature as its spirit and Buddha light as its basis. It can cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and the three thousand strands of troubles. It's just that the little donor's opportunity to comprehend this Prajna Heart Sword is different from that of the others. Different, it turned out to be a divine sword!"

"Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Nothing wrong with it! The divine sword attacks the enemy with divine thoughts. Even ordinary Jindan cultivators will suffer a small loss if they are not prepared. If you can condense your divine consciousness in the future, this divine sword can be transformed into a divine sword, which is also a rare divine attack skill!" Seeing Xiao Mian nodded carefully, the Dragon Master smiled calmly: "Okay! The old monk is leaving now!"

"Ask the Master again: How can I... Can I leave this confined space?"

"It's not difficult to leave. One way is to open it from the outside. But now the entire Xiaoxumi Mountain is closed and the temple is closed. The confined world is also closed. You can't get out in a short time. There is another passage hidden inside the confined world. If you have wisdom eyes, you can find it."

"Wisdom eyes? May I ask the Venerable..."

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

After saying that, he no longer cared about what Xiao Mian said. The Venerable Jianglong disappeared without a trace along with the Buddha's light lotus platform, and the entire confined space fell into darkness and silence again.

"Ghost Master, today I finally understand why you hate these Buddhist monks so much! You can explain something clearly in one sentence, but you have to make it so confusing. Wisdom? What the hell is wisdom? Ghost Master! Ghost Master? That old monk Jianglong has already run away, why are you still so scared?"

"What do you know, kid? That old monk is even more difficult to deal with than the former Fuhu monk. His cultivation may enter the high-level Nascent Soul realm at any time. Fortunately, the old monk just now was self-respecting and did not directly contact you, otherwise, I, an old man, would not be able to... It's hard to say whether I can escape! If he finds me, I'll be dead!"

"Is that so? But Ghost Master, the old monk just said that practicing the "Soul Separation and Spirit Separation Method" may lead to the separation of soul and spirit and split personality in the future. When you taught me this secret technique, you didn't say there were these taboos!"

"Well...well..."

"Tell me the truth: your incomplete memory now, is it directly related to your practice of the "Soul Separation and Spirit Separation Method"? "

"Well...I forgot!"

"Ghost Master!"

"Okay! Okay! Maybe, there is some relationship. But you don't have to worry. 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.