“To endure hardships, to read the truth of the world, to this bodhisattva, to understand the heart of the Buddha...” What kind of public murmurings and asking the old monk: “Is this the death you are doing now?”

“No.”The old monk shook his head: "Go away, there is no need to die, this is the first time I was enlightened, I made an enlightened poem."

With this answer, he was silent for two seconds and suddenly laughed.

"You're mentally prepared, and there's no way back."

The old monk just laughed and didn’t answer.

“Senior, what kind of trick you said at the bottom of the box... what is it?”I couldn't help but ask, although my heart is ready, for the old monk is about to leave the reality, it is also accepted more than half, but the heart is still difficult to endure.

“There are many secrets of the Buddha family, but those who can really borrow Buddha power, and those tricks that make the demon go out to the outside world are only a small part...” The old monk laughed: “In the Fa school where I cultivate, there is a secret method called Pova, also known as the broken tile method...”

When I heard that, I was blind.

“The law of tiles?”

Although I am a descendant, I have also heard a little about the "breaking tile method" in the Buddhist secret method.

The original name of the tile method is Pova, and these two words are from the Tibetan language, which means consciousness conversion or consciousness transfer.

I don't know if the old monk's tile law is the tile law I've heard of, really, it's hard to be sure.

Because the two are very different from the name, the rest of the place is very different.

At least the broken law I know is not so powerful.

The tile method is only an auxiliary secret, and it has no lethality, and in my eyes, this secret method has a little bit of chicken ribs.

In some Buddhist sects in Tibet, they believe that the soul after death is separated from the seven secrets, but most of them can not become Buddhas or reach the land of faith, the pure land of the West.

Because of this, they have developed a secret method, and they have opened a hole on the skull (such as a small hole in the thickness of Gongxiang), so that the soul can be drilled out from the Tianling Cave, and then they can reach the other side of the Buddha country.

It can be said that this is a partial magic trick, a way to take the shortcut to Buddha, but its success rate depends on how deep the technology of the legal person is.

Technology is good, there will be no side effects on the use of tile-breaking methods for others, and it will not kill people when they open their skulls.

But if the technology is bad, it is the same as murder.

Of course, no matter whether the technology is good or not, in the end, the person's death, the soul is separated, and the three souls and seven spirits of that person can become Buddhas are unknown.

Unless the person who is used to the tile method has a way, he is a high priest, so that there is a high probability of becoming a Buddha, otherwise... in the end, he will go to the land to be reborn.

At this point, you should also understand why I doubt.

The old monk knows the tile law, which I think is very normal, who made him so powerful?Understanding some of the Tibetan secrets is not an unwarranted thing, but it can only be said that he has a thick foundation.

But if he says... to use the tile method to scatter the breath of those who belong to the sand-body and the black-robed king... this is a little inexplicable!

When did the law have this function?

“Are you going to use the tile law on yourself?”He Yigong asked with frowning, "Since you are a Buddhist, then you should also be clear that the wa-width can only be used at the end of the koi, in addition to other times, which is used at other times, either equal to killing or killing oneself, is a felony, and it is going to go to hell after death."

"I don't go to hell.The old monk laughed.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: “You monks are all this kind of word, can’t you change one?”

"Today's death is also dead, and great plans are dead, waiting for death, the dead country is worth it?"The old monk said tentatively.

Chen Qiuyan laughed and asked him, old seniors, do you want to be Chen Sheng or Wu Guang?Or is it a shaman?

"It's not that I don't believe you, Master, you use the tile method... not much."He Yi Gong frowned and said: "The most powerful tile method is only through suicide, forcibly pulling the soul out of the body to achieve the effect of incarnation, but it is only a soul... not as powerful as your flesh of Gatham!" 」

The old monk shook his head and smiled and said, "You don't understand."

"There are many kinds of tiles, most of which you know, can only play the role of soul, and a small part is what you say, incarnation."The old monk said: "I cultivate the Kongan Fa, which has a broken tile method passed down from generation to generation, which can pull out my soul and show the great will in my heart..."

As he spoke, the old monk stepped forward, half kneeling on the ground, and gently wiped the dust of the Buddha statue of Shakyamuni with his hand.

I could see the old monk’s smile, and I could feel his... heartfelt joy.

I really want to advise him not to do that.

I don't know what he thinks, anyway, I don't want Chen Qiuyan to sacrifice him, but now there is another way?

He is not dead, we are not able to change the status quo, at that time, everyone will have to die together.

Now I understand what my grandfather said.

No one can let go of the weight of life, except for those saints who want to see the worldly, other gentlemen... even those who often come into contact with death, even those who often come into contact with death cannot be relieved.

Very similar to the doctor.

Working in the hospital, daily life is full of the most, not disease or death, over time, people will get used to all this, gradually indifferent, gradually calm ...

But if by that day, he will have a terminal illness, or there will be an accident in his family, I believe that few people can really relax.

After returning from Hainan, I always felt that I did not care about many people, old grandfather, Chen Qiuyan, seven treasures, Changlong elephant, at most, a rat who is not a human...

I don’t feel sorry for anyone’s death other than them, because I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I died at the hands of the old religion.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, just simple curiosity, just hope that you can die well, don't fall on the end of the dead without a whole body.

The old monk did not know me, and his feelings could not be very deep.

I just admire him, that’s all.

But now that he is going to die for us, I don't want to accept this reality, it's hard, there's an inexplicable urge to cry.

But because of reality, I still have to accept it, otherwise everyone will die... that feeling... and stealing life is just that...

“O Lord, if I have a soul left after death...I wish there was an afterlife...I can continue to follow you...”

The old monk gently wiped the Buddha statue, and suddenly two lines of old tears flowed in his eyes.

But even so, the smile on his face did not disappear, but the more he smiled, the more brilliant.

In the temple where the constant tremor seems to be the collapse of the sky, the old monk's smile with tears makes people see a kind of heart that can't be said.

The temple is his spiritual temple, and at this time, the temple has reached the point of near collapse, and even this Buddha statue is difficult to protect itself.

When all this is completely destroyed, the old monk watched the collapse and destruction of his spiritual temple, I am afraid that the torture is much more painful than staying in this dark temple.

"The guru said, King Kong is angry, so he can bring down the devil, and the bodhisattva's low eyebrows can be six ways of mercy..."

The old monk said that the smile on his face had become sad, almost crying and losing his voice, and leaned his forehead tightly against the Buddha statue, and that hoarse crying was enough to make anyone move.

“But mercy is useless! Lord! the hereafter is demonic! merciful can’t pass the devil! the path of mercy we follow has been torn to pieces!”

“Sisters are incompetent! can only follow you in the afterlife!”

With the cry of the old monk, Shakyamuni sat on the face, and without warning, two huge gaps were opened.

The two gaps were just under the Buddha’s eyes, almost close to the eyelids.

The upper and lower width extend to the jaw of the Buddha statue.

I know it may be a bit superstitious to say that, but really...

At this time, the Buddha...

It's like crying.