Chapter 322 The Six Divine Powers of Buddhism

"Uncle Master, your Qing Gong is truly extraordinary!"

Hui Lun has long admired Yuan Hui's martial arts, and is not surprised at all when Yuan Hui reaches a hundred meters in one step.

"This is not Qinggong, please look at it carefully!"

Yuan Hui shook his head, seeing that Huifa and Huilun still didn't notice the mystery, so they took another step and appeared in front of them again.

"Can you see any difference?"

Yuan Hui looked at Huifa encouragingly. He had given up hope in Huilun's intelligence, so he asked Huifa directly.

"My disciple is stupid, he only has a little clue, but he still doesn't quite understand!"

Huifa frowned and racked his brains. The inspiration in his heart was always a little bit behind. This entangled feeling of uncertainty made him very anxious.

"The boy is teachable!"

Yuan Hui looked at Huifa, who was missing only one layer of window paper, and nodded appreciatively. Her eyes turned to Huilun behind her. Seeing his dull look, she shook her head helplessly. Forget it, he didn't need to ask. , otherwise you will be the one who is depressed.

Yuan Hui once again took a step in front of Huifa and sat on the futon.

After such a close observation this time, Huifa finally found something strange about him and blurted it out.

"Uncle Master, you didn't use your true energy just now?"

Huifa finally understood the reason. Uncle Yuan Hui's actions just now showed no fluctuation of true energy, which meant that this was not martial arts at all. But if it was not martial arts, then what was it?

Yuanhui saw that Huifa finally figured out the problem, nodded in agreement, and acknowledged Huifa's judgment.

Huifa thought hard, and kept searching for clues along his own train of thought. Suddenly a bold guess came to his mind. Huifa's eyes widened, and he suddenly raised his head and stared at Yuan Hui with a terrifying expression.

"Magic foot power?"

The voice of Huifa contains incredible and unbelievable. Buddhism has six great magical powers, but no one has ever seen them before. They just listen to them as myths and stories.

"Quite smart!"

Yuan Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief and performed the teachings to enlighten his disciples. If they still couldn't understand, it would be a bit embarrassing if they needed to say it themselves.

"Uncle Master, have you really realized the magical power?"

Huifa looked at Yuan Hui not far away in front of him with admiration. His gaze did not seem to be looking at a mortal, but to look up to the Buddha.

"Of course, that's why I asked you to read more scriptures!"

The belief in Huifa's heart suddenly became firm. This is the power of hearing with deceiving ears and seeing with eyes. In the past, Huifa only knew about Buddhist supernatural powers from Buddhist scriptures and had never seen them before. Now that he has seen them, his belief in him It's a huge help.

Huifa was shocked when he saw that Yuan Hui had realized the magical power. At the same time, he was also curious about how many magical powers Yuan Hui had mastered. We must know that there are six magical powers in Buddhism, namely divine foot power, heavenly eye power, heavenly ear power, other mind power, and Fate and Outflow are the six powers that transcend the human world and are free and unhindered.

"All six magical powers of nature have been understood!"

Yuan Hui suddenly spoke to Huifa, answering his doubts.

"He knows his mind!"

Huifa spoke in shock, his face full of disbelief. Then I felt worried in my heart. Could it be that everything I was thinking was seen by Master Uncle Yuanhui.

"Don't worry, I won't use these magical powers on weekdays. Cultivation is the cause, and magical powers are the results. As long as the state is reached, the magical powers will naturally appear. There is no need to pursue them deliberately. You can't put the cart before the horse. The wisdom in Buddhist scriptures is the foundation!"

Yuan Hui was worried that Huifa had strayed from one wrong path to another, so she specifically warned him.

"Disciple understands!"

Huifa's whole body was shocked. Just now, he was indeed confused by Yuan Hui's magical power, and he actually wanted to pursue the magical power. Thanks to Yuan Hui's awakening.

"Today your Zen mind is not stable. You two should go to Bodhidharma Cave to retreat for three months. I will report it to the abbot later!"

Yuan Hui thought about it and realized that Huifa was stimulated by himself at this time and needed to retreat for a period of time to stabilize his Zen mind and practice meditation, so he waved his hand to Huifa and signaled him to leave.

After the Hui Dharma and the Eleven Salutes, Hui Lun and Hui Lun walked towards the Bodhidharma Cave, their steps a little disorderly. Today, Yuan Hui's appearance in front of the saint shocked their three views and subverted their long-term knowledge.

"It seems like the drug was a bit strong!"

Yuan Hui touched her chin with her right hand and muttered to herself, wondering if she had gone a little too far, to the point that Huifa, the usually calm and mature nephew, could not control his Zen mind.

"You can't make a good thing if you don't polish it. I'm doing this for their own good. Young people should be strong so that they can make great things!"

Yuan Hui found all kinds of excuses to excuse herself. The little moral integrity in her heart was thrown to the ground by herself, and she easily let go of her worries about the two of them.

Shaolin Temple, Main Hall, Main Hall is the core building of Shaolin Temple, also known as "Three Generations Buddha Hall" and "Liu Li Hall". It is an important place for Shaolin Temple monks to conduct Buddhist activities. On both sides of the front of the hall are the Bell Tower and the Drum Tower. In front of the bell tower, there is a stele inscribed with the title "Yellow Emperor Songshan Shaolin Temple Stele", commonly known as "Li Shimin Stele". It was erected in the 16th year of Kaiyuan of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. On the front is Li Shimin's instruction to the master of the Shaolin Temple and others, commending the Shaolin monks for their efforts in pacifying Wang Shichong. Military exploits. The back describes the story of thirteen stick monks who rescued the King of Qin. The main hall faces north and south, with seven bays and a concrete imitation wood structure. It has double eaves on the roof, a dragon's kiss on the main ridge, a precious mirror in the middle, and cloisters on all sides, making it magnificent.

The hall houses three Buddha statues. In the center is Sakyamuni from the Saha world, flanked by the two Bodhisattvas Manjusri and Samantabhadra, collectively known as the "Three Huayan Saints". On the left is the Medicine Buddha from the Oriental Pure Glaze world, flanked by the two Bodhisattvas Sunlight and Moonlight. Bodhisattva; on the right is Amitabha Buddha in the Land of Ultimate Bliss, flanked by Avalokitesvara and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva. The sculptures hanging on the east and west gables of the hall are the Eighteen Arhats, and the sculptures hanging on the back wall of the screen wall are Guanyin.

At this time, there were many eminent monks in the main hall. Kong Wen was holding a letter in his hand. On both sides of him were the principals of various Shaolin halls. They were discussing an important matter, which involved a legendary figure in today's martial arts. Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Clan.

As the number one martial artist in the Central Plains today, Zhang Sanfeng is the White Jade Pillar of Righteousness. However, the relationship between Shaolin Temple and Zhang Sanfeng is quite embarrassing. After all, Zhang Sanfeng was an abandoned disciple of the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. Now he has not only founded a temple as famous as Shaolin. The Wudang Sect is even regarded as the best in the world. How can the Shaolin Sect not feel uncomfortable?

"Junior brothers, you should have read this letter. What do you think?"

The letter Kong Wen mentioned was written by Zhang Sanfeng himself, and its purpose was to seek Shaolin Nine Yang Kung for Zhang Wuji, the only son of Zhang Cuishan who committed suicide some time ago. Logically speaking, there is nothing to discuss about this matter. After all, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level skill. But Zhang Wuji happened to be Zhang Sanfeng's disciple and Xie Xun's adopted son. They both had constant grievances with Shaolin, so Kong Wen didn't know how to deal with it, so he called together the monks to discuss countermeasures.