Li Chongjiu did not hurriedly open the Lankavatara Sutra.

He got up first to cleanse his hands, wipe his face, and then lit a sandalwood stick.

Seeing the smoke of sandalwood lingering, Li Chongjiu had a whole headscarf and flattened every inch of the folds on his robe, so he sat down cross-legged.

It seems that he is pretending to be a good person, but he is sincere in reading. Li Chongjiu should take the scriptures given to him by Jueyuan solemnly, so that he will not let down his wishes for the gifts.

Only then did Li Chongjiu respectfully open the Lankavatara Sutra.

Let’s not talk about the content for now, this word alone should be a good word with a white square, like a knife carved, like a cliff carved stone in the Cave of Bodhidharma.

I saw that the beginning of the volume was a self-reported story of Yixing Jueyuan.

The first patriarch of this sutra, Bodhidharma, gave Huike a speech when he said: "I see the Han land, and only this sutra can be achieved by following my actions." The disciples of Gu Huike held this sutra to practice and practice, and those who practiced it with the thought of "only only thinking about wisdom, not talking", and were called Lankavatara in the world.

Li Chongjiu understood this passage. It was said that when Zen was first taught, since the first time of the Dharma, Huikelai had always used the Lankavata Sutra to seal the heart. At that time, monks who used the Lankavata Sutra as the teaching of the scriptures were called Lankavata. Most of the Lankavata Sutra were the practice of the Taota, which was the beginning of Zen. After the fifth ancestor of Zen, Zen changed to the Diamond Sutra to seal the heart, and finally carried forward the whole.

After skipping the beginning of the volume, it is the main text of the Lankavatara Sutra.

If I hear this, the four words in the beginning mean a large scale. If I hear this, the Buddha said it himself, and these four words are distinguished from heretics.

So I heard that the Buddha lived on the top of Lanka Mountain on the South Sea and all kinds of treasures...

Although Li Chongjiu didn't know much about Buddhist scriptures, there were comments written by Jueyuan in small characters on the head of the head on the side. It was obviously filled in later, so he also read it with relish and finished reading the first volume without realizing it.

When I was about to see the second volume, the oil lamp was almost burning out. Li Chongjiu refused to give up this good book, added some oil, and lit a new stick of sandalwood to continue reading.

When he opened the second volume, Li Chongjiu exclaimed softly, and it turned out that what was written in the volume was not Buddhist scriptures, but Jue Yuan's self-description.

When I was young, I saw the war and separation, so I saved the world and lived peace and the world still saw the suffering of the people. I read Buddhist scriptures and saved the world. The thought of "Saving the World" is to enter the Buddhist practice...

This long passage made Li Chongjiu feel a headache to see. There were no punctuation marks in ancient times, so he could only make sentences by himself.

Li Chongjiu saw Jueyuan telling his experience. Jueyuan was a Taoist priest when he was young, but later he saw war. This was to practice medicine to save the world. When he was old, he became a monk. Although it was a few hundred words, he could also feel the pain of being in troubled times and wandering.

After Jueyuan entered the Void, he studied Buddhist scriptures on cliff carvings, and combined them with the Tao Canon of Reading by a young man, and created a set of health preservation skills.

According to Jueyuan, this set of health exercises has been strengthening the body after practicing after he was sixty, and his ears and eyes are clear, and he can resist all diseases. However, after Jueyuan achieved this set of health exercises, he was already in his seventies.

According to Jueyuan's self-report, the purpose of his creation of this health exercise is to strengthen the body and prolong life. It is not to kill and show off his strength, so he will never use force with others in his life.

Li Chongjiu felt great emotion when he saw him, but he would not be entangled here. He now wants to see what is the mystery of Jueyuan's health preservation exercise.

Now Li Chongjiu turns another page...

In the first month of the Renshen year of Daye in the eighth year of Daye, the current emperor of Chongpeng issued an edict to attack Goguryeo. The twelve armies on both sides of the land were attacked, with a total of 1.13 million attacking them. The army was one after another, with drums and horns heard each other, and the flags were 960 miles away.

On the waterway, the General of the Right Guard came to Hu'er and led the Jianghuai Navy out of the Donglai Floating Sea, and the ships were connected for hundreds of miles from head to tail.

Before the war, Duan Wenzhen, the Minister of War, was seriously ill. Before his death, he wrote a letter to the emperor. He should be surprised and defeated Pyongyang quickly. If he hesitated, it would not be a good idea. Duan Wenzhen died of illness in the army in March.

However, Emperor Yang of Sui did not listen to Duan Wenzhen's words, and used his power to show his power to subdue foreign countries. Instead, he told the generals that any military advancement must be reported and received, and he must not be proficient. The generals dare not violate the order, and the official documents come and go, and often the opportunity for the fight has been lost.

However, the city of Liaodong City, an important town in Goguryeo, was about to fall. The people in the city immediately asked to surrender. After the request was made for approval, they had lost their opportunity to fight and defended the city again. After this, the Liaodong City could not be captured for a long time.

Millions of troops hung out outside, and the daily fertile grain could be piled up into mountains in a short time, and lakes were filled in in a while. In order to transport this rice and grain, the people turned to the road, and the number of people who fled was even more than one million. For a while, farming was abandoned and heavy labor was also severe, and countless people died on the road. The rest of the people fled one after another.

When more and more refugees appeared in Chongyang County, Shaoshi Mountain was also unstable.

The world is like boiling, and refugees are everywhere. These refugees have no place to live and have no place to eat and clothing. Once they are bewitched, they will become mobs. For these large groups of refugees passing by, the newly appointed county magistrate of Chongyang County only knows to guard the county town and dare not arrest them.

The wealthy families outside the city also raised their families to support their families and built high walls near the manor. In order to protect themselves, some people also came forward to organize porridge shops to alleviate the danger of burning fire. However, last year, Guo Sanjin's thieves attacked the place, causing many people to lose their property. In addition, the rice and grain in Chongyang County were not sufficient, so there were only a few porridge shops, which were just dropping the bucket.

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, it was already spring plowing. Buddhism was flourishing during the Sui Dynasty. Temples did not have to pay taxes, and there were a lot of land and the incense was prosperous, so it was a pure land.

But the good days of Shaolin Temple have passed, because there are more refugees at the foot of the mountain, and the spring farming at the foot of the mountain is also being carried out with great caution.

In order to protect the smooth spring farming of the tenants in the temple, the abbot discussed and sent Li Chongjiu and Tanzong to lead the miracle monks to camp down the mountain to monitor the refugees.

"Chief, there are many people gathered at the foot of the mountain. What do you think should we do?" A monk soldier reported to Li Chongjiu.

Li Chongjiu looked down the hillside and saw hundreds of ragged refugees sitting or lying together in the forest opposite. They looked eagerly at the village with smoke rising from a distance, and the green fields, with their faces full of longing.

"Amitabha, these people are so pitiful." Many monks holding sticks shook their heads.

"It's better to give them some rice porridge!" a young monk said.

"No," an old monk, the elder of the temple sent by Pusheng, spoke, "If you give porridge, it will only bring more and more refugees at the foot of the mountain. The temple will not have that much rice and grain at the time. When these refugees are left uneasy, they will arouse civil unrest."

"It's better to set a fire to burn the forest and drive them away." Tan Zong said immediately.

"No, no. Amitabha, we saw the refugees suffering and were unable to help them, and even expel them was a violation of the compassion of our monks." The elder immediately spoke.

"We can't distribute porridge, and we can't expel these refugees. We just stared at each other with these refugees and waited until dark." Tan Zong couldn't help but complain.

"I don't know what's the point?"

The elder looked at Li Chongjiu and asked. Compared with the rough Tanzong, the monks in the Session of Shaolin Temple only had strong trust in Li Chongjiu. The other party saved the Shaolin Temple people by his own strength.

At this time, Li Chongjiu smiled and said, "This is not a difficult task. Please wait a moment, and the refugees can go there for a while."

After Li Chongjiu finished speaking, he turned over the horse, which was obtained from shooting and killing the thief and saving the Yuan woman.

At that moment, Li Chongjiu held a three-stone bow in his hand, clamped his legs and slowly rode his horse down the hillside. Li Chongjiu's appearance attracted the eyes of the refugees. They saw a young man going down the mountain with a long bow in his hand, but they didn't know what was going on.

"Don't hurt anyone!"

The elder of Shaolin Temple thought that Li Chongjiu attacked the refugees, so he stopped drinking, but was one step too late.

Li Chongjiu came to the foot of the mountain and was only thirty or forty meters away from the refugees. A hundred steps away from his right hand, there was a dead tree. The tree was bare and the leaves had fallen off long ago, but its trunk was as thick as three people hugged each other.

Li Chongjiu immediately drew his bow and aimed at the dead tree.

Li Chongjiu has taught health preservation skills by practicing Jueyuan for two months. Now he is also using this bow to try out how he has practiced in the past two months.

I heard Sanshigong clattering after Li Chongjiu's arms were hard.

Li Chong's nine arms were cast like iron, and he used to draw a three-stone strong bow, which he had been dissatisfied with, this time he was pulled straight like a full moon.

drink!

Li Chongjiu roared, the bowstring collapsed, and the arrow broke out like a meteor, breaking out of the air.

Just a sound of a whistle, the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and a thunderous sound made the eardrums slightly painful.

A hundred steps away, he arrived in an instant, and the arrow headed straight for the trunk of the dead tree.

Just a real sound, the dead tree in the arrow went three feet deep!

The old friend said that Wang Xizhi's calligraphy was three points into the wood, while Li Chong's 900 steps away from the tree was three feet away.

The arrow feathers were still buzzing, while the refugees in the forest were all looking at the trunk incredibly.

Li Chongjiu's hands kept ringing, and the bowstrings sounded again.

The second arrow, the third arrow, was actually three arrows in one breath.

At this moment, even the monks in Shaolin Temple were stunned and opened their mouths so wide that they could not close them.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three consecutive sounds, and all three arrows were hit, like a destruction, the arrows were firmly fixed on the trunk of the tree and opened from left to right.

Seeing this sharp archery technique, the refugees in the forest dared not sit down again. They all stood up quickly and rushed north in a hurry.

Hundreds of refugees left for a moment.

The monks on the mountain rushed down the mountain and gathered around Li Chongjiu, all with words of admiration.

However, the monks are all monks, with just a few words and saying this, which makes Li Chongjiu feel a little tired of listening.

At that moment, a monk rushed to the trunk of the tree to pull out Li Chongjiu's arrow. The other party's face turned red and could not pull out any arrow.

For a moment, the monks also admired Li Chongjiu very much.

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Chapter completed!