Chapter 517 The Buddha is in his heart

After the old monk appeared, the middle-aged monk hurriedly saluted, "Master..."

The old monk nodded slightly, then looked at Ye Chen, stepped forward to salute, and said, "Amitabha."

Ye Chen replied, "I have seen the master."

The old monk shook his head slightly and said: "I'm not a master, the poor monk's Dharma name forgets nothing! This is my apprentice, I have a life!"

Ye Chen said: "Master Wangkong, why is this temple not subject to incense?"

"There are many kinds of Buddha cultivation. Why do we have to build a large temple and receive incense like other people? Isn't it cleaner in the mountains, and more suitable for Buddha?" Wangkong smiled slightly.

Ye Chen nodded and smiled: "It's true. The mountains and rivers are beautiful here. There is less time disturbance and more peace. It is indeed suitable for spiritual practice."

"Shengsheng, you clean up well and do anything, it is a kind of practice, and being able to clean the ground is also a kind of practice." Wangkong warned to Sheng.

"Yes." Shengsheng bowed his head.

Wangkong said: "Since the donor is here, it is the guest and fate. Please from the donor."

Ye Chen's follower Wangkong came to the temple. The temple was so rudimentary, it could be said that there were no valuable things in sight, and it was clear at a glance.

When I walked to the hall, there was no Buddha statue in the hall, which made Ye Chen even more surprised. Even if it was a different way of cultivating Buddha, at least there should be a statue of Buddha, right?

Wangkong seemed to see the thoughts in Ye Chen's heart, smiled, and said: "The donor doesn't seem to be a Buddhist cultivator, should he be a Taoist cultivator?"

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Master Wangkong, why is there no Buddha statue?"

Wangkong smiled and said, "The benefactor is a Taoist practitioner. Is there a Taoist ancestor in the family?"

Ye Chen was startled slightly, Wang Kong didn't explain, but this sentence came to the point.

Indeed, although he is a cultivator, he did not enshrine the Taoist ancestor, and most of the cultivators did not, unless all sects worshipped their ancestors and masters, there seems to be no one who worshipped the Taoist ancestor.

"What does it matter if there is a Buddha statue in the Buddha's heart?" Wangkong looked at Ye Chen meaningfully.

Ye Chen suddenly woke up in his heart, and hurriedly gave a salute, saying: "Listening to the master's words, I will benefit a lot."

"Buddhism and Taoism are the same, both are for strengthening oneself, but Buddhism pays more attention to form, while Taoism pays more attention to freedom." Wangkong said.

Ye Chen said, "Is this the reason why Master Wangkong lived in the forest?"

"That's not the case. Since the Tao is different, I naturally don't seek each other. I cultivate the Buddha in my heart here, and they cultivate the Buddha in their heart under the mountain. They have nothing to do with each other." Wangkong said.

Ye Chen felt a little strange when he heard this. What is called, the Buddha in my heart, the Buddha in their heart? Isn't this Buddha different?

"What is the Buddha in Master Wangkong's heart?" Ye Chen asked.

"There are many kinds of Buddhas in the heart. Everyone has a Buddha living in his heart. The Buddha is different, the mood is different, the Dharma is different, and the concept is also different."

Wangkong said: "Some people can only accept the Buddha in their own heart, and only recognize the Buddha in their heart. But the Buddha in my heart is nothingness. "

"Ethereal?"

"Because Buddha is everywhere, can you tell what the Buddha looks like? Can you tell what the Buddha Fa looks like? Or, can you know what kind of person is a Buddha?" Wangkong stared With Ye Chen.

This series of questions left Ye Chen speechless and unable to answer.

Ye Chen settled down and said: "In the Western Regions, everyone respects Buddha Amitabha and Buddha Shakyamuni. At least, in the hearts of many people, Buddha is like Buddha Amitabha and Buddha Shakyamuni. They are Buddhas and what they represent. It's the Buddha, isn't it, Master Wangkong doesn't approve it?"

"It's not that I don't recognize it. There are tens of millions of Buddhas. They are Buddhas in the hearts of everyone. That is the Buddha. However, this only represents two kinds of Buddhas. It is not the Buddha in my heart. Therefore, the Buddha in my heart is still illusory. Yes." Wangkong said.

"Master is looking for his own Buddha now?" Ye Chen asked.

Master Wangkong said: "The Buddha is in his heart, so why bother to seek it deliberately."

"Buddha is in my heart..." Ye Chen centered on these words silently, deeply inspired, and stood motionless, Master Wangkong saw this, did not speak, and left quietly.

Ye Chen was exuding a breath, runes flowing throughout his body, he was realizing that the whole person had entered a state of ethereal and mysterious.

After a long time, Ye Chen woke up, and the aura of his whole body converged. This time he realized that his realm has risen to the eighth level of the Nascent Infant Realm, but this is not the key. The key is that he has a new level of cultivation. Cognition.

Ye Chen walked into the courtyard, and he was cleaning the fallen leaves in the courtyard. Ye Chen watched quietly, recalling what Master Wangkong said to Sheng: Doing anything is a kind of practice. Well, it is also a kind of practice.

This is another view that Ye Chen heard about cultivation. Some people think that cultivation must be retreat and enlightenment, and scriptures must be needed, and it must be so.

In fact, the most important thing in true cultivation is to cultivate the mind. When the state of the mind is reached, everything will come naturally. If the state of the mind is not there, no amount of practice will have any effect.

Many people have practiced for decades without any progress, but once they realize it, they will completely change their destiny, which is what everyone calls a late bloomer.

Ye Chen had a lot of insights, and he decided to stay here for more time to have a good discussion with Master Wangkong.

He always felt that Master Wangkong was not easy, and it was not what he saw. The temple does not enshrine statues of Buddha, which is actually against the rules. Moreover, what is the Buddha in Master Wangkong's heart?

In the next few days, Ye Chen lived with Wangkong and Liasheng every day, eating fast together, and talking about the law of heaven and earth, which benefited a lot.

Many new ideas were opened up here, and Ye Chen heard many ideas that he had never heard of and could not imagine.

"The law of the world is inseparable from its sect, regardless of Taoism or Buddhism, so don't think too much, just follow your own heart." Wangkong sat in the courtyard, and Ye Chen said face to face.

Ye Chen nodded slightly, and said, "The master said it is quite true."

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, a bit of a chill, and the sky became dimmed. Ye Chen said: "The wind is blowing, it's going to rain."

"The wind is rising? How do you know that the wind is rising? The wind is invisible, you can see it?" Master Wangkong said.

Ye Chen said: "The wind is indeed invisible, but when the wind blows the leaves, and the leaves move, it is naturally the wind."

"Is the leaves moving, or is your heart moving?" Wangkong looked at Ye Chen, and didn't even care whether it was windy or raining.

When Ye Chen heard this, he saluted ashamed and said, "Thank you, Master for reminding."

"Cultivating Buddhism through Taoism means cultivating the mind. If the heart moves, then it will be like this fallen leaf, eventually falling down and turning into nothingness." Wangkong pointed to the leaves that had just fallen from the tree.

"The heart is like a rock, not moving like a mountain." Ye Chen said solemnly.

"Ye Donor, your ambition is not here. This temple cannot accommodate Ye Donor, Amitabha." Master Wangkong put his hands together, and after chanting a Buddha's name, he never spoke.

Ye Chen froze for a moment, and after randomly getting up and saluting Master Wangkong, he left the temple.

Ye Chen walked out of the temple and walked in the mountains and forests. These days of argumentation, he strengthened his mind. As he said just now, his heart is like a rock, not moving like a mountain.

In the path of practice, the power of the heart is the most important. Why many people have not made progress in their practice is because their heart is moved and the Taoist mind is moved. That will inevitably be ineffective.

Ye Chen thought all the way, had already walked out of the mountains, put away the thoughts in his heart, let out a long breath, and his heart became clearer.

"The road is long and long, and I will search up and down!" Ye Chen walked down the road with determination.

One day later, Ye Chen came to a city called the Buddha City. This was the first city Ye Chen saw in the Western Regions.

Ye Chen entered the Buddha City. The crowds in the Buddha City were full of hustle and bustle. Although it was said that they were all Buddhist believers, they all had to live their lives. Naturally, they had to work for their livelihood.

On the street, there were endless screams, but Ye Chen didn't see the restaurant. Even the restaurant did not have any meat dishes. They were all vegetarian.

Ye Chen's helpless smile, if he were to live here for a lifetime, he would not be able to bear it. There are too many Buddhist precepts. For a person who is used to freedom, this place is simply a prison.

Ye Chen walked along the street and saw many monks on the road. Every monk was respected here, and many passers-by would salute in awe when they saw the monk.

"It's a stone statue of Buddha Amitabha. Kneel down and worship..."

At this time, many people on the street suddenly knelt down and worshipped. Ye Chen saw that not far in front, a stone statue of Amitabha was placed on a luxurious carriage. The stone statue shone with light and its precious appearance was solemn.

And behind the carriage, there was another carriage. The carriage was sitting on a fat monk with fat head and big ears. When he sat cross-legged, he felt his stomach fall on the carriage.

However, this monk has a kind eyebrow and a sweet smile on his face.

"It's Maitreya Buddha...hurry up and make a wish, and it will definitely be fulfilled." Many people in the room saw the fat monk, and they all radiated the aspiration more piously.

Ye Chen's heart moved slightly. Although he couldn't see the aspiration, he could feel the light flashing on the fat monk, which was receiving the aspiration.

"This fat monk seems to be very unusual because of its origins." Ye Chen was surprised that a monk without certain skills could not do this.