Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique-Chapter 968 - 78 Cultivation_2

Chapter 968: Chapter 78 Cultivation_2

Chapter 968 -78 Cultivation_2

There was no need to openly or secretly assist the discounted sister-in-law Jasmine in amassing power.

Link, who was just descending from the sermon platform, was not only calm on the surface, but even more tranquil at heart.

Today’s event wasn’t a rash action made in the heat of the moment.

It was a decision made after careful thought and consideration.

The more Link understood the situation of this world and the condition of the remnants of Buddhism, the less he wanted to achieve his mission by inciting a violent uprising to work from within and outside to crush or even defeat what remained of the Buddhist civilization.

With the three rounds of the great sun straddling the starry sky, providing light and warmth, nurturing the twelve habitable worlds, wasn’t it also the greatest shackle?

As long as the three rounds of the great sun existed, no matter how large the scale of internal strife, it couldn’t cause the Buddhist civilization’s remnants any fundamental harm.

It was merely a minor nuisance!

Unless a Heavenly Immortal or Celestial Master from the immortal civilization, or a Saint from the Wizard civilization, intervened to restrain the three Buddha Ancestors of the remnants of Buddhism,

otherwise, internal strife absolutely could not subvert the remnants of the Buddhist civilization.

If the immortal civilization was willing to send a Heavenly Immortal or Celestial Master, if the Wizard civilization was willing to send a Saint, sparing no expense to specifically target the three Buddha Ancestors of the remnants of the Buddhist civilization, why would there need to be any “collaboration from within and outside”?

From this perspective, since Link “soul-seized” his way into this world, he never placed his hopes of completing his mission on the “external” factors.

Therefore, it was inevitable to put in effort from “within”.

Having excluded the method of inciting internal chaos with force, Link thought long and hard and came up with the term “ideological struggle”.

Fortunately, the remnants of the Buddhist civilization were just that, remnants. Their lineage had not been severed but instead deliberately confused and distorted.

This gave Link the chance and foundation to genuinely “Rectify the Source” under the banner of doing just that.

Amidst the unusual gazes of everyone in the small square, Link, with measured steps, left the small square, entered the nearby Princess Residence, and stood outside the Princess’s boudoir, saying softly yet loud enough to be heard throughout the Guanglin Prince’s Mansion, “Princess, you and Buddhism are fated. I wonder if you would be willing to join me in attaining enlightenment and achieving True Enlightenment together?”

“I am willing.”

Jasmine immediately agreed, her voice timid.

As her words fell, Jasmine, dressed in attire convenient for movement, ignored the looks from her maids, and gracefully walked out of her boudoir to Link’s side.

The two exchanged a glance and left the Guanglin Prince’s Mansion side by side.

“No! Wuuwuuwuu… Don’t!”

The Prince of Guanglin’s eyes showed intensely strong emotions as he wanted to shout out to stop Link from taking Jasmine away.

However, Lotson, hiding in the shadows, had already made his move previously, freezing all the monks and the Prince of Guanglin in the small square, and naturally, he wouldn’t fall at the last hurdle.

According to the Buddhist civilization, when a monk makes a great vow, there are two possible outcomes.

One, if heaven and earth disagree or do not grant it, there would be howling gales and pouring rain;

Two, if heaven and earth agree or grant it, it would be calm and peaceful, and they would prevent anyone from obstructing the vow.

Whether this world agreed with or granted Link’s great vow didn’t matter one bit.

It was enough that Lotson agreed and granted it.

So there was peace and stillness in the small square; no one could speak, move, or cast spells.

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It wasn’t until Link and Jasmine leisurely walked out of the Guanglin Mansion city that Lotson finally withdrew his hold.

Once the suppression was lifted, the first to react was Monk Liao Chen.

“Junior brother, wait for me!”

Just as Monk Liao Chen shouted, he turned into a gust of wind before his voice faded, kicking up dust as he chased after Link and Jasmine.

Was the question of practicing Buddhism or mere worship truly suppressed by Monk Liao Chen?

Once a seed is sown, it is bound to sprout.

Whether it encounters difficulties during the sprouting process, preventing it from sprouting at all, is another matter.

Clearly, the seed of practicing Buddhism in Monk Liao Chen’s heart hadn’t been killed in its “cradle”.

Over a dozen monks with longing hearts followed closely behind Monk Liao Chen, making the decision to follow Monk Liao Fan from the White Horse Zen Institution. They wanted to practice the Bodhisattva Dharma School, intent on saving all sinful sentient beings.

Thirty-some monks who woke from their numbness hesitated, then chose to confront their hearts directly, face the fresh blood, and took their first steps.

Sixty-some monks who also awoke from numbness just yawned and continued sleeping. Their bald heads tilted slightly downward, hands clasped in front of them, they stood indifferently still.

Monk Nengqing was beside himself with anger, his face twisted as he roared, “Evil demon! Heretic! Enemy of Buddhism!”

After catching his breath, Monk Nengqing’s rage did not subside, and he bellowed as if his heart was tearing apart, “Blight of Buddha! Blight of Buddha!”

Swish!

There were still over three hundred monks on the small square, and the Prince of Guanglin, all of whom turned in unison to look at the ferocious Monk Nengqing, their eyes filled with fear.

Monk Nengqing paid them no heed, his neck veins bulging as he continued to roar, “Monk Liao Fan of White Horse Zen Institution is undoubtedly a blight of Buddha! A blight of Buddha!”

Whoosh!

Like a startled rabbit, the Prince of Guanglin quickly darted out of the small square built for the event of seeking a suitor for the Commandery Princess and into his study, leaving only a sentence echoing in the square.

“Esteemed monks, I have not treated you well and am deeply ashamed. Please return at your leisure, and I will have someone send off the travel stipends as an apology and token of gratitude.”

This was following Monk Nengqing’s public accusation of Monk Liao Fan as a blight of Buddha. The Prince of Guanglin simply could not care less about his initial intentions of pleasing the Buddhist Sect, drawing it closer, or relying on its strength as a solid backer. All he wanted was to distance himself from the situation.

He wanted to distance himself both from Monk Liao Fan, who had run off with the Guanglin County Princess, and from Monk Nengqing.

As the saying goes, one should not easily believe in just one side of the story.

Monk Liao Fan of the White Horse Zen Institution made a great vow, and Monk Nengqing of Bianjing Ci’en Temple denounced a blight of Buddha. Both are just one side of the story.

As for whose side is more trustworthy and whose claims are more credible, that is a dispute within the Buddhist Sect and has nothing to do with him, a minor Prince of Guanglin.

Getting involved in such a maelry would surely bring joy to the current Emperor, who had no intention of returning the throne of the Song Country to the Great Ancestor’s Lineage.

Better to stay as far away as possible.

It was only after leaving Guanglin Mansion’s city walls that Link paid no mind to Monk Nengqing’s fierce roaring and accusations, nor did he pay particular attention to Monk Liao Chen and the other monks who followed.

He simply led Jasmine, Monk Liao Chen, and the other monks along the very path Jasmine had specially arranged, but in reverse.

However, this time, Link walked very slowly, treading as if measuring each step, and entering every village he encountered.

Inside each village, he only did three things.

First, without using even a hint of his extraordinary powers, he helped those in need, the elderly, the weak, the sick, the widowed, and the lonely—whether by chopping wood, carrying water, repairing houses, cultivating wastelands, or tilling fields…

And he asked for nothing in return.

Second, he taught Buddhism.

Without a systematic approach, no clear purpose, no forcefulness—he spoke whatever came to mind without using strained or contorted language.

The overall principle was only one, to lead people to goodness.

Third, he begged for alms.

Just like in the documentary about Liaocheng Great Mercy Temple’s practices that Link had seen in his previous life, he begged from house to house, eating whatever the donor provided, and it was no problem if they gave nothing at all.

At first, Monk Liao Chen and the other monks did not understand the purpose behind Link’s three methods.

Even some began to falter in their hearts.

But no one actually left midway, at least.

As they went from step to step, through village after village, and deed after deed, Monk Liao Chen and the other monks gradually understood the true meaning behind Link’s actions.

Practice is both cultivation and action.

Cultivation without action is just illusion; action without cultivation is prone to bias.

Only when there is both cultivation and action, cultivating through action and acting through cultivation, with both informing and integrating with each other, is there true spiritual practice, and that is the great practice.

Self-realization, realizing others, and completing the path of awareness.

Gradually, Monk Liao Chen and the other monks, some came to understand the differences among the three aspects, while others came to understand how to cultivate them and how to attain enlightenment through them.

While Monk Liao Chen and the others had their realizations, news of Link’s great vow and his actual actions, along with Monk Nengqing’s rebuke, spread throughout the Buddhist temples in the Song Country and its neighboring nations.

A living Buddha on Earth?

A blight of Buddha?

It’s hard to tell at the moment!