Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 5: Talking about rotten chess

"Please speak."

"Once upon a time, a woodcutter went to a barren mountain to chop firewood, but on the top of the mountain he saw two people playing chess. The woodcutter also likes to play chess on weekdays. After a game of chess is over, the two chess players tell the woodcutter to hurry back, otherwise he may not even see his wife for the last time. the axe, the wood is rotten.”

"This is the legend of the ancient Lanke people, I have heard it."

The old monk said: "The donor knows that the mountain here is the barren mountain where the game of chess has been rotten. This is the ninth peak of Xumi. Although the immortals have gone, they have given this chessboard great spiritual power. Once you are seated, you will be deeply immersed in it, and the various chess games will make people who play chess be immersed in the situation, empathize with them, and cannot extricate themselves. One game of chess seems to be able to complete a lifetime, which cannot be done by people with great perseverance and wisdom. Chess. Even so, does the donor still play?"

Xia Ji asked: "How do you play chess? Playing black and white, can you talk to me when you drop a son?"

"No", the old monk lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes and said, "This game is called Zhenlong, also known as Kuhai."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Do you want to die and then live?"

The old monk said: "The sea of ​​suffering is endless... I think the donor has a big obsession, but the old man advised that the world is busy and busy, and it is more painful and tiring than the donor. I don't know how much, why not the donor. Cut off the vexation thread, cut off the obsession? After all, the world of the world is a big dream."

Xia Ji asked back, "Why do you want to stop?"

The old monk spit out four words: "Clear your mind and see your nature."

Xia Ji took a step forward, without even thinking about it, he sat down directly on the side of the chessboard surrounded by immortal energy, and said lightly, "If I have already seen my heart, but what I see is not the back of the sea of ​​bitterness?"

This is the first time the old monk opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. In any case, he has already sat down and he has made a choice. Then, this is his fate.

The old monk put his hands together and said "Amitabha." In any case, the courage of the seventh prince was really commendable. He sat down, and that was the person who entered the game.

And at this moment, Dou Chan begins.

The old monk asked: "What did the donor see?"

Xia Ji didn't answer, just stared at the chess game in front of him.

Obviously, this is a game breaker, not a layout.

The game is actually very simple. Two big dragons, black and white, are staggering and killing each other. It looks like an ambush from all sides.

When the old monk saw that he didn't answer, he didn't ask any questions, he just said: "If the benefactor thinks about it and picks up the sunspot, then the game will really begin."

Xia Ji stretched out his hand directly and picked up the sunspot with his two fingers. After playing chess, he had to rush back to the palace.

It's just that with Kuroko, a strange mysterious thought rushed directly into his mind, causing everything around him to change.

In a split second.

He turned into a traveler in the wasteland and was in a hurry to return home.

And the identity of the Seventh Prince of Dashang seems to have become a dream of yesterday, and it has nothing to do with him at this time. The game of walking on Xumi and talking about rotten chess seems to have become a ridiculous dream.

In the air, a hungry eagle is chasing a poor pigeon.

In an instant, the pigeon fell into Xia Ji's arms.

The eagle hovered above Xia Ji's head.

The pigeon suddenly spoke in human words: "Let me go, you can still find food if you miss me, but I only have one life."

The eagle also opened his mouth and said human words: "I am very hungry now. If I don't eat you, I can't survive."

Two huge thoughts suddenly rushed into Xia Ji's mind.

Willing to.

Still reluctant?

And the eagle saw such a situation and theorized: "You protect it and save the pigeon's life, do you have the heart to let my eagle starve to death?"

With its words, those two thoughts became more and more intense, turning into a powerful mental attack, attacking Xia Ji's thoughts.

He couldn't help shaking his head, trying to wake himself up.

With another flash, the one in his arms turned into a rabbit, and the eagle hovering in the sky turned into a bony tiger.

Once again, the scene began to change, and every time the thoughts in his mind changed, the thoughts in his mind became stronger.

This intensity kept adding up until it turned into two screams, giving him a choice.

Shelter?

Still reluctant?

Slowly, the wasteland disappears, everything disappears.

There is only him and those two creatures left in this world.

The only way is for him to cut off the meat equivalent to the weight of a pigeon and a rabbit and give it to an eagle and a tiger. In this way, he sacrificed himself, but saved the only two lives in this world, which can be described as infinite merit.

Cutting meat?

Or not cut the meat?

The two shouts became more and more straightforward.

On the top of the ninth peak of Mount Sumeru, the old monk sat and looked at the prince on the opposite side with his eyes closed, his eyebrows twitching, and the sunspot on his right hand was slowly falling.

In this game, the fight is not where the fight is.

It's whether or not you're down.

Will be willing, that is to put a son to death and cut off three catties of meat.

Reluctant to give up, that is, lingering on, looking at a few steps, but in the end it is a complete defeat, and this defeat will make people feel dry.

The most important thing is that this piece is not made by your hands, but determined by your Zen heart. No one can cheat. Immortals, regardless of their skills, are talking about Zen.

What is Zen?

Zen is seemingly simple, but it is actually very difficult.

Therefore, the sunspot that Xia Ji is holding is only a foot away from the chessboard.

This foot is the end of the world.

This end of the world is also known as the sea of ​​bitterness.

Only those who have survived this bitter sea are qualified to refer to the Buddhist Secret Collection of Leiyin Temple, "The Sutra of Burning Lamps in the Past".

The old monk doesn't think this prince can survive, because he has been sitting on the top of the mountain for 20 years. This prince is not the first person to come here. Everyone else is a famous person with wisdom, courage and strength. They are all above him, but none of those people succeeded. Everyone knew where they should go in this step before they got into the game.

Isn't this life?

You always know some things you should do, very simple things, things you do with your hands, but you just can't do them.

This is the Zen machine.

Usually.

It's Zen.

Willing to.

It's Zen.

You know.

But can you do it?

You understand ~IndoMTL.com~ but are you really willing?

Suddenly, the old monk's expression changed, because the seventh prince named Xia Ji cut three catties of meat and fed the eagle to the tiger. Then his eyes suddenly opened, his black hair danced wildly, and his son "crack" With a bang, he landed in the right place.

The old monk met the prince's pupils.

But he didn't see the mercy he wanted to see.

How is this possible?

Then how did he break the game?

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then asked: "The donor is willing to cut the flesh to feed the eagle, and sacrifice his body to feed the tiger. This is an act of great compassion, but why do you have no compassion?"

Xia Ji said lightly, "Because I have no mercy."

The old monk: "Aren't you willing to cut meat to feed eagles?"

Xia Ji said: "Then who will feed me?"

The old monk: "But you did it."

Xia Ji: "I live toward death, I have the obsession that even if I die, I will come back from the underworld."

After saying these words, Xia Ji suddenly exuded a magnificent Buddha intent. Even if he didn't use it deliberately, the Tathagata Zen has resisted the mental shock just now for him. Otherwise, he would not have broken the game like this. When I came here, I saw the old monk asked in horror: "Then you actually realized the Buddha, how did you realize the Buddha?"

Xia Ji didn't answer, but just asked, "Is the game broken?"

The old monk was silent for a long time, and then he replied: "It's broken. I just want to ask a question, the donor has a clear mind and sees his nature, and what he sees is not the back of the sea of ​​bitterness, so what is it?"

"The Buddha smiled and smiled, but I was not."

"What is the benefactor?"

"If I don't like it, not a single flower will bloom in this world."

"The donor...is really a devil in a Buddha."

"Is the scripture still borrowed?"

"Borrow."