"Benefactor, you are blocking the way!"
The old lama was an old man with wrinkles and age spots all over his face. He wore a bright red lama robe and was sweeping the floor with a broom in his hand. Judging from his attire, he was the lowest-ranking lama in Potala Palace. When he heard Ding Ning's answer, he looked at him with his muddy old eyes and then pointed at Ding Ning's feet with the broom, indicating that Ding Ning was standing in the wrong place and was blocking his sweeping path.
"Am I blocking the path? Or am I on the wrong path? "
There was no sign of spiritual power flowing in his body. He was just an ordinary old lama, an ordinary sweeping monk. But his words were like a bolt from the blue, making Ding Ning tremble.
"There is no right or wrong path. It depends on how people walk. If you stand here like this, it is very easy to block the path of others."
The old lama said meaningfully.
Ding Ning seemed to understand something and asked, "What is Dao?"
"There is no Dao in the world, but when many people walk it, it naturally becomes Dao."
The old lama answered without raising his head.
"Then what is your Dao?"
"Since I was eight years old, I have swept the steps here every morning and night. Whether it is windy or rainy, or thunder or lightning, I have never stopped sweeping for a whole seventy years. I know every step here and every grain like the back of my hand. This is my Dao."
"Then what is my Dao?"
Ding Ning murmured to himself with his head lowered, but he did not hear an answer for a long time. He subconsciously looked up, but the old lama was nowhere to be seen.
When did he leave?
Ding Ning blinked his eyes in confusion. Suddenly, he saw a young lama sweeping the steps. He immediately walked up and asked, "Master, may I ask where the old master who was sweeping here just now is?"
"What old master sweeping the floor? It has always been me and Zabu who are responsible for sweeping here. "
The young lama blinked in confusion and pointed at the older lama who was sweeping the floor on the other side, indicating that it was Zabu.
"Impossible. There was clearly an old lama sweeping here just now and he was talking to me."
Ding Ning was very surprised and anxiously grabbed the lama's wrist and said.
"Almsgiver, you've been standing here in a daze for more than half an hour, and you're still talking to yourself. Where's the old lama?"
The young Lama hurriedly broke free from his hand and looked at him warily as if he was a lunatic.
"Ah!"
Ding Ning was shocked. He didn't give up and asked in a slow voice, "Isn't there an old Lama in Potala Palace who is responsible for sweeping the floor? He just told me that he has been sweeping here for seventy years. "
"Are you crazy? What nonsense are you talking about? I'm a coward, so don't scare me. It's all us young lamas sweeping the floor here. Where did the old lamas come from? If there's nothing else, then hurry up and leave. It's getting dark, don't cause trouble here! "
The young lama did not seem to be very courageous. His tanned face, which was tinged with the redness of the plateau, was flushed red as he shouted angrily.
"Sanger, what's wrong?"
When Zabu heard the young Lama's roar, he quickly walked over and asked.
"Senior Brother Zabu, this person is crazy. It's obvious that no one has come here for a long time, but he insisted that there was an old Lama sweeping the floor here and chatting with him."
Sanger was like a child who had been wronged. He complained to Zabu, "He even scared me and said that the old Lama has been sweeping the floor here for seventy years."
Zabu's eyes suddenly changed, but they quickly regained their calmness. Although Sanger didn't notice it, it didn't escape Ding Ning's eyes. It seemed that Zabu knew something.
"Almsgiver, it's getting late. We have to close the temple gate. If you stay any longer, it will be difficult to walk down the mountain. Please go back!"
Zabu bowed slightly. Although his tone was very polite, he was asking Ding Ning to leave.
Ding Ning gave him a deep look, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Okay, then I won't disturb you anymore. I'll visit Potala Palace another day."
After he finished speaking, Ding Ning turned around and left without hesitation. However, his divine sense detected that Zabu seemed to have heaved a sigh of relief.
"Senior Brother Zabu, when do you think we can practice the Dharma? All we do is sweep the floor all day. I'm bored to death."
Sanger heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the crazy Ding Ning didn't pester him. He complained to Zabu in a low voice.
"What's wrong with sweeping? Sweeping is also a form of cultivation. Your understanding of the Dharma is still too shallow. "
Zabu shouted in a low voice and lectured softly.
"How is sweeping considered a form of cultivation? You only know how to fool me. "
Sanger retorted, unconvinced.
"You don't have the root of wisdom. It's no wonder that you can't comprehend it."
Zabu shook his head helplessly. "In the past, there was a Living Buddha Lotus. He silently swept here for seven …"
"What Living Buddha Lotus? Why haven't I heard of him? Senior Brother Zabu, tell me quickly. "
Sanger asked curiously when he saw that Zabu had suddenly shut up.
Zabu looked around. When he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he heaved a sigh of relief. He warned in a low voice, "Don't ask anymore. It's a taboo. Master accidentally said it once, and that's why I heard it."
"Senior Brother Zabu, don't you know me? My lips are sealed. Just tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone. "
Sanger swore and begged bitterly. Zabu looked around with a face full of vigilance. He reminded worriedly, "I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone!"
"I promise that if I dare to leak it, my soul will be destroyed and I will never be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation."
Sanger hurriedly patted his chest and swore.
A thoughtful expression appeared on Zabu's face. "If that young man hadn't said that he saw an old lama who claimed to have swept the floor for seventy years, I wouldn't have remembered this Living Buddha Lotus. However, that was a few hundred years ago. That young man definitely didn't see Living Buddha Lotus."
"Someone has really swept the floor here for seventy years?"
Sanger opened his mouth wide in shock and asked in surprise.
"Yes, Lotus was an orphan adopted by a Guru in Potala Palace. No one knew where he came from. That Guru reincarnated when Lotus was eight years old. Lotus had no one to protect him, and he didn't show any signs of wisdom. The Guru who was in charge of the affairs of the temple sent him here to do odd jobs. He was responsible for sweeping the steps in front of the temple twice a day. He did it for seventy years."
A look of admiration appeared on Zabu's face. "But no one would have thought that Lotus was actually a living Buddha. Don't be fooled by his obscurity. After sweeping for seventy years, he suddenly had an epiphany. With every step he took, lotuses bloomed, and he ascended!"
"Ascended? Wasn't he reincarnated? "
Sanger cried out in surprise and asked in confusion.
"He wasn't reincarnated. If he had reincarnated, he would definitely have been left in his Buddhist abode. According to Master, many people witnessed it with their own eyes. At that time, there were sounds of Sanskrit in the sky. Living Buddha Lotus's body was emitting a brilliant light that no one dared to look directly at. With every step he took, lotuses bloomed, and he walked into the void step by step. It was only when he disappeared into the sky that the path to heaven formed by countless golden lotuses gradually dissipated."
Zabu smacked his lips in envy. "Don't be fooled by everyone's nice words. They say that death is reincarnation, but in fact, everyone knows that death is death. The cultivation and understanding of the principles of heaven and earth that they have cultivated for their entire lives have also been turned into relics under the scorching fire. Even if there is really a spiritual child who reincarnated, he can only inherit those understandings, but he can't inherit his memories. No matter how much we deceive ourselves by saying that there is reincarnation, the spiritual child after reincarnation is no longer the original person. This is an undeniable fact. It's not like Living Buddha Lotus who ascended. That is the real Living Buddha."
"That's amazing. But Senior Brother Zabu, don't you think it's strange? If Living Buddha Lotus is so amazing, why does our Potala Palace forbid anyone from mentioning this matter? "
Sanger smacked his lips in fascination. He wished that he was the one who ascended. However, he was young after all, and his brain was flexible. Soon, he thought of the illogical reason behind it.
"That's because Lotus is a devil!"
Zabu's face revealed a hint of fear. "After he left Potala Palace, the temple suspected that he had secretly practiced some supreme Dharma, so they went to his monk's house to look for him. In the end, they found a letter left behind by him. He called himself the Human Devil, and he had killed countless people in his life. He used the Dharma to gain enlightenment and reincarnated. After seventy-eight years, he finally became the Devil Buddha. In order to thank us for the teachings of Buddhism, he left a cultivation method that he created by combining the teachings of the Devil and Buddha in the temple. Our holy land of Buddhism has become a place for the devil to gain enlightenment. If it were you, would you dare to spread the news?"
"Devil? Are there really devils in this world? "
Sanger opened his mouth wide in shock. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty.
"I only heard it from my master. How would I know?"
After Zabu finished speaking, he warned him sternly again, "Remember, you can't tell anyone about it. Do you understand?"
"Don't worry. It's about the reputation of our Potala Palace. I know the severity of it."
Sanger hurriedly promised. Then, he rolled his eyes and said, "Senior Brother Zabu, didn't Devil Buddha Lotus leave behind a cultivation method? Why don't the people in our temple cultivate it? "
"It's not that they don't want to cultivate it. It's that they can't cultivate it, and they don't dare to cultivate it. Before cultivating that devil skill, they must cultivate a Dharma foundation called the Heart Sutra of Bodhi!"
Zabu said helplessly. However, he did not know that Ding Ning, who was eavesdropping with his divine senses, was shocked. His eyes were filled with shock. It was actually the Heart Sutra of Bodhi? How could this be possible?
"Heart Sutra of Bodhi? Why haven't I heard of this Dharma? "
Sanger thought for a moment and asked doubtfully.
"Of course you haven't heard of it. That's the Dharma of the Zen Sect, not our Esoteric Sect. Later, a master tried to get the Heart Sutra of Bodhi from the Zen Sect and tried to cultivate it. However, it was of no use. Not only was it slow, it was difficult to increase one's cultivation, and it could only calm one's mind and focus. Many people tried to cultivate it, but they couldn't find the right path, let alone cultivate that devil skill. Therefore, everyone thought that Devil Buddha Lotus was fooling us.
How could a devil be so kind? "Zabu shook his head dejectedly. He knew what Sanger was thinking, but so what? He had also tried to cultivate the Heart Sutra of Bodhi, but it was of no use.
Ding Ning, on the other hand, revealed a thoughtful look. It was indeed as difficult for an ordinary person to make any progress when cultivating the Heart Sutra of Bodhi, just as Zabu had said. When he first cultivated it, he also felt the same way. If it wasn't for his father's insistence that he cultivate it, he would have changed to cultivate something else long ago.
It was not until the stone man's three upper acupoints were activated and the double-faced Buddha appeared that his cultivation of the Heart Sutra of Bodhi progressed at a tremendous pace. It also allowed him to learn the Great Buddhist Magical Power, the Merciful Palm.
Devil Buddha Lotus had walked on a path that no one had walked before. He had reincarnated with the body of a devil, which meant that he had retained the memory of his previous life. Therefore, the cultivation method that he created was based on his innate spirit. This was probably something that Lotus had overlooked.
Ding Ning thought carefully and quickly found the reason why an ordinary person couldn't cultivate the Heart Sutra of Bodhi. It should be known that the Heart Sutra of Bodhi had gradually shown its magical power after he had the double-faced Buddha. It could be transformed into any type of energy at will. This was probably the most precious part of the Heart Sutra of Bodhi.
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