Dedicate One’s Mind

Chapter 861 Compassion

I wish to use this merit to adorn the Buddha’s Pure Land, repay the fourfold kindness above, and relieve the hardships on the three journeys below.

Indulge in all sentient beings, arouse bodhicitta, fulfill this Sambhogakaya, and be reborn in the Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Wu Yi continuously circulates these words in the sea of ​​consciousness. With his cave-like cultivation, not only can he recite them backwards, but he can also intersperse them with ease.

However, no matter how good his backing is, it is useless if he cannot recite it. Wu Yi is still in deep trouble and cannot extricate himself.

In fact, Wu Yi also understood the reason. He regarded this method as a fighting technique, but abandoned its glorious and righteous way of influencing the world. This was taking sesame seeds and throwing away watermelons.

However, for Wu Yi, wanting to have that kind of compassionate heart is as difficult as reaching the sky. It is not that he has not recalled the things that moved him.

The golden light of merit was defeated again and again, and Wu Yi became more and more embarrassed, while the ghosts in the martial arts hall had twisted pleasure in their dark eyes, which was disdain, pride, contempt, and the pleasure of having a great revenge.

The first few thoughts are easy to understand, but Wu Yi is puzzled by the last thought. He has always been at a disadvantage and has never humiliated this ghost. Why does he feel happy about getting revenge?

This ghost evolved in the martial arts hall, and all emotions should be simulated. Is there something hidden? Wu Yi thought this in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more Wu Yi felt that there was another possibility.

Maybe the ghost he was fighting was not completely imaginary!

Under this martial arts hall, there should be suppressed some powerful people, maybe ghosts, maybe Shura, maybe Yaksha, or rebellious Buddhist disciples. In this way, it can be explained why almost everyone can be found in the martial arts hall. All types of opponents.

The ghost that appeared in front of me must be one of them. If this conjecture is true, then this martial arts hall is a huge prison.

What they hate is not people like Wu Yi who challenge them, but the majestic Buddhist weapon of the Yanwu Hall, the person who suppressed them here. However, this resentment cannot be vented to the Martial Arts Hall, and can only be vented on people like Wu Yi who challenge him.

After being suppressed for many years, their hearts have long been twisted, and they are just waiting to die in the martial arts hall. In order to retaliate, they use various perverted methods to torture these challengers and bring great fear to them.

It's strange. After discovering the real secret of starring in Wutang and changing places, Wu Yi's anger at being chased and beaten by ghosts gradually faded away, and a trace of compassion arose, feeling that they were pitiful.

Coincidentally, it was with this trace of compassion that the second sentence of the Forty-Cross Mantra, "Magnificent Buddha's Pure Land", which he had been unable to say in any case before, blurted out naturally. Even at the first time, Wu Yi didn't understand what was happening.

As soon as these words came out, the Buddha's light in Wu Yi's body was blazing. It was several times stronger than before. The golden light of merit spread out, creating a pure land of Buddha. This scene was originally a dark sky and dark earth, with a howling wind, but at this moment, darkness and light They coexist, and the center of the light is where Wu Yi is.

Around Wu Yi, various Sanskrit characters emerged, some bright and some dim. When the Sanskrit characters collide, they will make various different sounds. Thousands of Sanskrit characters collide with each other, which is the rolling sound of Sanskrit characters. Singing, it is as if thousands of Buddhists are reciting Buddhist sutras, shaking the heavens, and the scene is extremely shocking.

Wu Yi, who had always been at a disadvantage, took advantage of the situation to make a comeback, and the Buddha's light continued to spread. This magical power would only become stronger and stronger as the chanting progressed. If he wanted to restrain himself, he must be the first to interrupt.

The pure land realm expanded, all evil thoughts, greed, anger, ignorance and other evil thoughts were eliminated, and the ghost had no scope to move. Wu Yi solved the battle cleanly and suppressed the ghost in front of him.

The Buddha's light shone around, and the hazy Yin Qi dissipated. What appeared in front of Wu Yi was a pale and weak face, but it was extremely ferocious, with fangs in its mouth, and a pair of bloody pupils staring fiercely at Wu Yi.

He understood that Wu Yi might torture him next just like he tortured other Liuchen Guan disciples in the past, just retaliation for retaliation, and the worst he could do was die, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Understanding the situation these people were in, the compassion in Wu Yi's heart had not dissipated, and he said: "You can't hear what I said, but you can understand my words through lip reading."

The mode of performing martial arts is to create a false space for one party, and through various means, the two parties can maintain their original state and simulate the battle to the maximum extent. It is similar to controlling a clone that is not inferior to oneself to fight, and the clone destroys the opponent. The impact is not big, but it may leave a psychological shadow.

In this mode, the two parties cannot hear each other's words, and Wu Yi doesn't know why. Maybe it's because the martial arts hall is trying to prevent its secrets from being exposed! But through lip reading, you can still sense the content of their words.

In a battle where you die or I die, a few people will observe the opponent's lip reading. Many people do not think that the opponent is a real living being, just an illusion, and there is no basis for common dialogue.

At this moment, Wu Yi suppressed the ghost and talked about the previous call. The other party's eyes flickered for a moment, and it was obvious that he understood what Wu Yi meant, but he did not reply.

"Can you tell me how you were suppressed here?"

The other party's eyes were full of distrust. He simply closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was willing to kill and behead him as you pleased.

The attitude of the other party was not surprising. He was suppressed by the Liuchen Guan people. A Liuchen Guan disciple appeared (Wu Yi defeated him with Buddhism. In the eyes of ghosts, Wu Yi was naturally a Liuchen Guan person) and asked him this question. It was more like deliberately humiliating him.

"The Buddhist teachings I practice may be able to save you from this sea of ​​suffering. Do you really want to sink here forever?"

silence.

"Do you have any relatives? You are suppressed here. Don't you miss them?"

Silence plus one.

"Have you been taught by someone? Don't you want to repay your master's kindness?"

Silence plus two.

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Because of that trace of compassion, Wu Yi was like an old woman, nagging non-stop, looking for a way out for him, trying to impress him, but all her words were like a mud cow drowning in the sea, without getting a single response. Not even a ripple appeared.

After all, Wu Yi only had a trace of compassion. Continuous failures gave Wu Yi a sense of frustration. At the same time, there was also a trace of "This dog is so rude and it's not my problem. I was kind enough to help him, but he didn't." "You pay attention to me, but you don't know how to praise me." Similar thoughts emerged.

Without the support of that compassionate heart, the Pure Land of Buddha's Light gradually disappeared, and this attempt was about to fail.