Surrounded by the enemies of the two factories, Lekong's expression remained unchanged. He firmly raised the Zen stick in his hand and said in a deep voice to Yang Guang: "All things are not stained, called no thoughts. Δ Leave the world on the white thoughts, and do not give up thoughts in the Dharma. If all things do not think, all thoughts will be eliminated, and one thought will be eliminated will die, and you will be born elsewhere... If there is no thought, no thoughts will not be established."

The moon-white monk's robe fluttered up with the wind, revealing a pair of straw shoes under his feet. Although Lekong was in a state of death, he was still calm. Although the sound of his chanting was not loud, it was like thunder in Dongchang Fanzi's ears, and his whole spirit gradually became round and perfect.

"Wu Nian Zen!" Yang Guang exclaimed: "Everyone in the world knows that the Lord Kong Zen practices meditation and keeps his mouth shut. But in the "Pure Mind Zen Book" written by the first ancestor Tianshen, the only one who can get the essence of the Zen is the most important thing. I am also surprised that Master Kong can practice Wu Nian Zen to such an extent!"

"Pure thoughts without thoughts are originally one thing. Since the Pure Thought Zen Temple is named after pure thoughts, the method I practice must be based on non-thoughts!"

"No thought is the sect! Thought is the appearance of the mind, and there is a distinction between pure thoughts and false thoughts. The Zen practice of Wuming is a Zen mental method that is free from worries and no obstacles and does not have false distinctions." Yang Guangzhizhiren understood the mental state of Likong at this moment in an instant, but now the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism has not yet been born, and the Zen practice of Likong's thoughtless Zen practice is far from reaching the state of the "Platform Sutra" that runs through the sect, body, original, thoughtless, formless, and no way.

The current state of Lekong is naturally perfect and incomplete for others and has no leakage of spirit. "Zen Jing Jing" waved twelve points of power in his hand. As long as the delusions cannot arise, Zen Jing will be completely incomplete. In the confrontation of the spiritual will of martial arts in this world, Lekong will never be shaken.

Even if Basba himself personally attacked Kong's spirit by changing the sky and attacking the earth, he could not shake his part.

But without the innocence of the Sixth Patriarch, the Pure Mind Zen Art will always be only one-third of the perfection, without formlessness or supplementation of the mindfulness method. The Pure Mind Zen Art, which he thinks is perfect, always has fatal flaws.

The first generation of heavenly monks had extremely high wisdom and understood the way of both sides of the body and formlessness with the method of no thought. The state at that time might not be lower than that of Huineng, but he never did not have Huineng's great wisdom and could not explain the way of meditation that "no thought is the sect, no form is the body, and no dwelling is the basis".

The Wuming Zen practice in the Jingmin Zen Temple will never be perfect.

"All dharmas are like dreams, and all saints say the same, so false thoughts are originally silent, dust realms are originally empty, the mind of emptiness is not ignorant... If you get the teachings of good friends, you will suddenly realize the knowledge of emptiness and silence, and know that there is no thought invisible, who is the appearance of me? When you realize that all appearances are empty, the mind will be unconscious, and when you feel that you have no thoughts, you will be awakened, and when you feel awakened, you will be awakened, and when you feel awakened, you will be unconscious, so this is the only place. Therefore, although, you have practiced all things, you will only take no thoughts as the foundation." Yang Guang recited softly.

Lekong was shocked and looked up and said in surprise: "Your Majesty is so conscious. He actually learned the essence of "Wu Ming Zen" from the words of me in just a few words."

"Warriors have reached your level, and they are extremely proficient in the internal strength of the world's moves and moves. They cannot make a big breakthrough. What they compete with are emotions, will, martial arts cultivation and wisdom. In this regard, both Buddhist and Taoist sects have specialties. You may not be as good as the three masters and Song Que, fighting from the sea of ​​blood. They have a variety of tricks in the battle, and are determined by their minds. They can use twelve points of strength at any time in the desperate battle, and even break through at the battle, taking advantage of the situation of the right time and place."

"But in the spiritual realm, it is not inferior to that. What you lack is a bit of blood and energy. Now that you have died, your spirit has reached the highest peak in your life, and the attack of thunder is no less than the three great masters."

Lekong's face was calm, as if Yang Guang was not praising him. However, the pressure between him and Yang Guang became stronger and stronger, some Dongchang players could no longer bear it, so they made a way for the two of them.

"But it's a pity! You have no way to see Huineng!" Yang Guang sighed.

"Oh? Who is Huineng?" Lekong asked: "Listen to the Dharma name, it seems that he is from my Buddhist sect."

"The heart is like a Bodhi tree, and the body is like a mirror platform. Wipe it all the time and don't let it get dusty!"

"There is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing originally, so where is the dust contaminated?"

"Daoxin passed on Hongren, and Hongren passed on Huineng. Only after forty years in this world can we see Huineng!" Yang Guang put down his hands, jumped to Kō and came to dozens of steps: "The Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism is Huineng!"

Lekong suddenly laughed and said, "So that's it! So that's it!"

He stretched out his Zen stick, and the true energy of "Wumin Zen Gong" has been consistent. He seemed to be carrying a thousand pounds in his hand. He looked at Yang Guangye and sighed: "I thank Your Majesty for helping you solve your doubts. Your Majesty, please take action!"

Yang Guang laughed and said, "You are not worthy of my attack now."

He looked at Kong Jingxiu's body like glazed glass and shook his head and said, "No thought is the sect, no form is the body, and no residence is the basis. Only when the purpose, nature is fundamentally consistent, the essence and spirit have reached the peak of this world, and the appearance of the broken Vajra outside and the heart of the Vajra inside. Only when I am only one line away from the broken Vajra, I have to wipe you out with my own hands."

"You are vulnerable now, making me uninterested! Do you think why are you worthy of my own slaughter?"

Yang Guang laughed to the sky: "It's almost the same as Huineng and the monk. Little monk, you're so far away!"

"I personally explain your doubts and demonstrate the platform scriptures to you. I ask you to climb to the highest level in the fight, and then Eunuch Tong personally sends you into a demon. Only in this way can you train a great demon. Are you ready for the little monk?"

Yang Guang turned around and asked, and the leaders of the east and west factories were ready to go.

Lekong tightened his Zen stick and waved a stick forward without saying a word.

The surrounding Wang Zhi, Gu Dayong, and Liu Jindong Factory commander drew his sword to meet him. This was a bloody battle. "Wu Nian Zen Gong" gave Kong's spirit, true energy and physical strength as round. Under the sharp killing force of the two factories, it was polished, round and restrained, gradually removed its modification, sharpened its edges and corners, and a Zen stick rolled, and persisted tenaciously under the attack of hundreds of households.

Yang Guang turned around and walked out of the Jingnian Zen Temple, leaving Lekong and others behind.

Tong Guan walked out quietly, stood in the shadow of dozens of steps in front of Kong's body, waiting, waiting for Kong's spirit to rise to its peak in fighting, waiting for the residue in his martial arts to be beaten out, waiting for the Zen in the "Platform Sutra" to integrate into Kong's spiritual realm.

As the chanting of the two factories of the scriptures, as Yang Guang expected, he was reaching the peak of his martial arts.

Ma He was waiting at the gate of the Zen Temple. When he saw Yang Guang coming out, he stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to wait for the Lord Tong?"

"No need to wait! She won't take long...to set sail, let's go to Jiangdu!"
Chapter completed!