novelapdf Chapter 795 Blindness
Chapter 795 Blindness
Chapter 795 Blindness
Mount Wutai is home to many Buddhist temples and is also known as the Immortal Mountain of Purple Palace.
However, there are fewer immortals who like to escape from the world nowadays, and most of them are still Buddhists. On the one hand, Mount Wutai is the place of practice for Manjusri Bodhisattva, and emperors of all dynasties could not leave here to worship Buddha. On the other hand, the more believers come and go, the more difficult it is to find peace, and the immortals who like to escape from the world to practice will stay away.
As the sky darkened, the Western Hills turned a dark red, then gradually revealed crimson purple and deep blue, reflecting the solemn and majestic Buddhist pagodas made of stone, wood, glass and crystal.
The golden pagoda of Dafu Lingjiu Temple appears magnificent in the sun, and from far away on the mountain road, one can see some remaining skylight casting a golden glow.
A young man came in the dusk, wearing a golden crown and a long agate hairpin, a white gauze cap, a red gauze robe, and black boots with white soles, climbing up the mountain path. Five strong servants followed him, with agile bodies, wearing five-colored scarves, and moving swiftly.
The group went straight to Dafu Lingjiu Temple and asked the monks to borrow an empty room to stay overnight.
The monk guarding the gate vaguely felt that these people were not ordinary people. This young man had a handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing, and he might be a nobleman. Therefore, he did not dare to neglect him and reported it to the receptionist.
The receptionist came late and felt a little strange, but he didn't see anything wrong, so he replied: "There are still some vacant monks' quarters in the temple, which were originally prepared for believers and wandering monks. It's fine if you want to stay overnight."
"How much is the rent?"
"Just one stick of incense."
The monk in charge of reception took Gong Mengbi and his party to stay in the monk's house and put their luggage. He also said, "At this time, the temple has stopped cooking. But it just so happens that Mr. Zeng is staying in our temple. The abbot will host a night banquet for Mr. Zeng. Although there will be no food, there will be melons and fruits, and some light tea. If you are interested, you can also join us for the banquet."
"Who is Mr. Zeng? Is it inappropriate for me to attend the banquet without permission?"
The monk in charge of reception smiled and said, "Mr. Zeng is a Taoist practitioner from Shimaling. He is well versed in the art of medicine and will not mind this matter."
As they were talking, a young scholar came out of the monk's house opposite. When he saw the receptionist, he greeted him and said, "Master, I am sorry to bother you."
The monk in charge of reception returned the greeting and, upon seeing the two young men, introduced them to each other, saying, "This is Mr. Yu, who is staying in our temple temporarily to pray for the blessing of his mother."
"This is Mr. Gong. He is here to visit a friend in Wutai and is borrowing this place temporarily."
"After the moon rises, you two can just attend the banquet."
The monk in charge of reception left with a smile, leaving Gong Mengbi and Yu Gongzi looking at each other and explaining their origins.
Gong Mengbi had an extraordinary bearing, and although people wanted to get close to him, they were afraid of being presumptuous, which made Master Yu hesitate and not know how to start a conversation.
Seeing that he seemed a little embarrassed, Gong Mengbi took the initiative to talk to him and said, "Mr. Yu is from Xinzhou, which means he is a local. I came from Dongyang to visit a friend, but I am not very familiar with the place. I wonder if there is anything interesting in Mount Wutai that can help me pass the time."
Master Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If Gong Mengbi didn't say anything, he could only find an excuse to hide back in his room and continue copying scriptures.
Gong Mengbi started talking and became quite talkative. He said, "Speaking of Mount Wutai, the most famous one is the Zhufo Temple. Gong..."
"My courtesy name is Mingfu, so you can just call me Mingfu."
"There are five peaks in Mount Wutai, also known as the Five Peaks. There are Buddhist temples on all five peaks, and each one is different. However, Dafu Lingjiu Temple is the oldest and is the first Buddhist temple in Mount Wutai. If Brother Mingfu has time, you can also visit other Buddhist temples."
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "So, the Buddhist temples in Mount Wutai are all quite effective?"
"Maybe it's effective. I don't believe in Buddhism, but I'm praying for my mother here because she is a devout Buddhist. Now that my mother is seriously ill, I'm copying Buddhist scriptures for her. I hope that the boundless Buddhist teachings can bless her to recover soon."
Master Yu himself couldn't explain it clearly, and there was a hint of depression in his expression.
Gong Mengbi comforted her, "Your mother must be happy that you are so filial."
Master Yu sighed softly, then cheered up and said, "In addition to Buddhist temples, there are also some Taoist temples. I'm afraid I can only ask the monks in the temples."
Gong Mengbi tried to find out indirectly that Mr. Yu had never heard of the reputation of Lingying Temple, so he had to give up.
When the moon rose, a monk came to invite Gong Mengbi and Master Yu to a banquet.
The banquet was held next to the lotus pond, with several Zen masters in attendance. The abbot and receptionist of Dafu Lingjiu Temple were also there. Among the guests sat an old man in yellow clothes, with white beard and eyebrows, but a youthful face.
The receptionist placed them in a corner and said, "Just enjoy some fruits and vegetables, don't worry about anything else."
The abbot was also an old monk with a kind face. He glanced at Gong Mengbi and Master Yu and greeted them with a smile.
He looked at Gong Mengbi for a few more seconds, and Gong Mengbi knew that he had already seen through that he was also a cultivator.
Gong Mengbi nodded in greeting, and Master Yu bowed politely.
The Zen masters had a very pleasant conversation with Zeng Gong, and soon they talked about the medical skills that Zeng Gong was good at.
Zeng Gong said: "What I have learned is still in the five movements and six qi. It is to observe the five movements of the sky and the six qi of the time, and to distinguish the changes of yin and yang and the smoke and temperature of the primordial qi. When the qi arrives, things are affected, and when things are affected, the weather changes. If you know the root cause and distinguish the crux, you can naturally prescribe the right medicine and everything will be successful."
The host said, "When the Qi arrives, things will be affected, and then things will change. It's easier said than done. Zeng Gong's method of distinguishing Qi is the best in the world. We also have some knowledge of this, but we are not as good as Zeng Gong in doing it."
Zeng Gong waved his hands and said, "Where do you get all the flattery? With my limited skills, I often encounter various difficult and complicated problems that are difficult to identify. How can I dare to say that I am the best in the world?"
"With Mr. Zeng's methods, is there still an aura that cannot be identified?"
"Of course I don't. The entanglement of yin and yang and the mutual generation and restraint of the five elements often produce strange energies that I cannot recognize. Although I can usually control them with the five movements and six qi, there are times when I fail."
"To be honest, I came to Mount Wutai because I was invited to treat someone's illness, but I ran into a very difficult disease and I had no idea how to treat it."
"What disease is so difficult for you?"
"The patient suffers from bilateral blindness, with eyes but no pupils. From what I have seen, it is caused by the invasion of Taiyin, which has taken away the spirit in the eyes. To cure this disease, either Taiyin can be dissolved or pure Yang can be combined. The diagnosis is not difficult, but I don't have any magic medicine, so I can't do either, and my trip is in vain."
Gong Mengbi, who was eating a peach with Master Yu, stopped and smiled. He put the peach on the plate, wiped his hands with a towel, and said with a smile: "Could it be God's will?"
Mr. Zeng and several monks looked over. Mr. Yu, who was sitting with him, felt as if he had a rash all over his body and felt very uncomfortable. He had no choice but to secretly put the peach on the table and looked at Gong Mengbi silently.
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "I just happen to have a magical medicine that can dissolve the Taiyin, maybe it will be just the right medicine for you."
He took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table. The moonlight flowed around the bottle and fireflies seemed to appear around it.
Master Yu widened his eyes.
Zeng Gong was delighted to see the medicine. He stood up to look at it and carefully pulled out the cork. He saw that one of the elixirs was shaped like a spindle, green in color, and had the fragrance of cinnamon.
"This is?"
"This is the Moon Laurel, the Jade Rabbit Elixir. I was able to obtain this pill by chance."
Zeng Gong exclaimed in amazement, "It is truly a precious medicine. I am afraid it is a miraculous medicine that has flowed out of the Moon Palace."
He looked at Gong Mengbi and said, "Are you willing to give such a precious medicine to others?"
"That depends on what price he can afford."
Gong Mengbi gave a strange smile.