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Chapter 201, Lack of Confidence
Chapter 201, Lack of Confidence
Dixiu Temple does not have the grandeur of Xiangguo Temple, but it has a peace and tranquility that soothes people’s hearts. Walking in the temple, all the restless moods seem to be swept away.
Tong Yao, who had been frowning because the weapon refining workshop was under martial law again, now relaxed his brows.
Hua Changxi also clearly felt that after entering the Dixiu Temple, his mood was no longer wavering.
Before entering the temple, she was thinking about Jingle’s talisman eyes, why her father and brother were not working outside the weapon refining workshop, and how Jingle would help her light the white jade lotus petals later. Her mind was confused and upset.
But at this moment, she was only thinking about lighting the white jade lotus petals.
Jingle led Hua Changxi and Tong Yao into the meditation room where he usually did his homework. There were only a few cushions in the meditation room, and nothing else.
After the three of them sat cross-legged on the cushions, Hua Changxi took out the white jade lotus petals and handed them to Jing.
Jingle took it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then nodded: “This is indeed a fragment of the magic lamp.” Then he looked at Hua Changxi and said, “Donor Hua, where did you get this white jade lotus petal?”
Hua Changxi didn’t want to say it, but he thought that the nine-tailed fox was a demon. The demons sneaked into the center of the array of the Saint Palace to cause damage, and they might also destroy the arrays of other holy places. He pondered for a while and said, “Before answering this question, I have a question for you first.”
Jing was stunned for a moment, then nodded: “Please ask, benefactor.”
Hua Changxi: “Is the Dixiu Temple a holy site?”
Jingle looked at Tong Yao, but Tong Yao shook his head at him, indicating that he had not told this to Fellow Daoist Hua.
“Yes, Dixiu Temple is the site of Fusheng Pavilion.”
Hua Changxi’s eyes moved slightly: “Last time at Kunmen Pass, so many monsters chased you, was it because you took the magic weapon Fubi from Fusheng Pavilion?”
Hearing this, Jingluo thought of the long-browed arhat who had passed away, and a look of self-blame immediately appeared on his face.
“Cough cough~”
Tong Yao coughed lightly and looked at Hua Changxi: “Fellow Daoist Hua, if I remember correctly, it seems that it was because of you that so many demons were brought out in the end.”
It was because the Vermillion Bird Flame released by Fellow Daoist Hua caused the monsters to become wary.
Hua Changxi was silent, and then he looked at Jingle and said, “This white jade lotus petal of mine was dropped by that nine-tailed fox.”
Sure enough, Tong Yao’s expression immediately became serious, and he quickly told Jing about the battle with the Nine-tailed Sky Fox Bai Li at the center of the Saint Palace’s formation.
Jingle: “The fragments of the magic lamp are scattered everywhere. It’s not surprising that the demons have the fragments of the magic lamp in their hands.”
Tong Yao looked unhappy and worried: “The fragments of the magic lamp can not only assist in cultivation, but also control others. I wonder how many monsters there are?”
Upon hearing this, Hua Changxi hurriedly asked: “Assisting in cultivation, controlling others? How to assist, how to control?”
Jingle looked at her and said, “Most creatures are chaotic, living by instinct. In the torrent of emotions, they lose themselves without knowing it. People either overestimate themselves or belittle themselves. They go through life in a muddle, fall down with bruises and wounds all over their bodies, and in the end, they get nothing in return.”
“The magic lamp burns black and white flames, fueled by the seven emotions and six desires. It is a sacred object that helps all living things open their hearts and light their heart lamps.”
“When the door of the heart is opened, one is no longer self-contained and rigid, and one can care for others instead of just seeing oneself, and can tolerate all living things; when the heart lamp is lit and the flame burns the body, one can clearly perceive how the seven emotions and six desires control and affect oneself, and keep away from chaos and confusion.”
Jingle looked at Hua Changxi’s right hand and said, “Now that the donor has been branded with the awakening pattern, he should have a deeper understanding of his own sexual desire.”
When Hua Changxi heard this, some of his doubts were resolved at this moment.
Before, she was always confused as to why the black flame suddenly grew bigger. Now she knew that it was she who was feeding the black flame!
Jing Le continued: “However, the magic lamp was broken, and the seventy-six black and white jade lotus petals were scattered in all directions. Some people got the black jade lotus petals, and some people got the white jade lotus petals.”
“The black jade lotus petals help to ignite the black flames, and the white jade lotus petals help to ignite the white flames. The black flames represent evil thoughts, fear, destruction, and corruption, while the white flames symbolize hope, light, kindness, and love.”
“The black and white flames are also called the yin and yang flames. They emphasize the balance of yin and yang, just like all living things are a mixture of good and bad.” “All living things are seeking survival. The fear brought about by the black flames will stimulate the desire of living things, thereby accelerating the speed of becoming stronger. But if you only burn the black flames without controlling them, you will eventually be completely swallowed up by the dark side of your heart and fall into purgatory.”
“Hope, light, kindness and love are what all living beings desire. They can purify and dispel all darkness. However, if one only holds kindness and love without the power of protection, they will eventually be plundered. Therefore, those who only burn white flames will eventually become fuel for the magic lamp.”
Seeing Hua Changxi remained silent, Tong Yao directly concluded: “The meaning of being pure is that everything is excessive or insufficient, and we must pay attention to balance.”
Jing nodded and said with a smile: “In fact, whether you practice Buddhism or Taoism, you are doing the same thing, which is to cultivate yourself.”
“Although we encounter a lot of external stimulation on a daily basis, in the end it is still up to us to decide everything. It depends on how we deal with our emotions and gains and losses.”
Tong Yao sighed: “So, a person’s biggest opponent is himself.”
Hua Changxi also vaguely sensed this and looked at Jing: “What if I can’t control my emotions?” Just like she couldn’t control the black flame every time.
Jing smiled and said, “This is something that requires a lifetime of exploration. If you can’t control it, you should learn to perceive and understand it time and time again, and then live in peace with it.”
Tong Yao shook his head: “It is too difficult to overcome lust. It is better to practice the way of ruthlessness.”
Hua Changxi agreed with this statement to some extent, but he also felt that what was the point of a person without emotions even if he became immortal?
Jing laughed: “The Buddha said: Being unworldly is the bone of an immortal, being affectionate is the heart of a Buddha! I don’t know whether a heartless person can achieve the great way, but I know that the reason why all living beings miss this world is because this world has love.”
Upon hearing this, Tong Yao and Hua Changxi fell silent.
Hua Changxi: “Master Jingle, please help me light the white flame.”
Jingle nodded, holding the white jade lotus petals in his hand, closed his eyes and silently recited scriptures.
Soon, white flames covered the white jade lotus petals, and in an instant, the Zen room became warm, just like the sunshine in spring.
When Hua Changxi saw this, his expression lit up with joy and he looked at Jing eagerly, waiting for him to inject the white flame into his body.
However, something unexpected happened.
The white flame couldn’t penetrate Hua Changxi’s body!
Tried several times without success.
Hua Changxi was a little anxious: “Master Jing, what’s going on?”
Tong Yao on the side was also very confused.
Jing looked at Hua Changxi with a complicated expression and was silent for a while: “Donor Hua, wait a moment, hold the white jade lotus petal in your hand, and I will hold your hand with my hand, and let’s try again.”
Hua Changxi didn’t know what was going on and could only do as Jing Le said.
After the white jade lotus petals returned to Hua Changxi’s hands, he cleaned the hands that were holding her up, closed his eyes and silently recited the scriptures again.
This time, the white jade lotus petals did not burn with white flames!
Jingle opened his eyes and looked at Hua Changxi: “Donor Hua, you don’t trust me, and you don’t trust the world either.”
Hua Changxi was stunned for a moment, then he denied it: “I don’t disbelieve you.”
Jing sighed: “On the surface, you don’t believe in me, and you don’t believe in the world, but deep down, it’s you who don’t believe in yourself.”
Hua Changxi immediately retorted: “How could I not believe in myself? In this world, the person I trust the most is myself.”