Chapter 394. Destiny with Buddha
As two important tools for this "Book Forest Conference", whether it is the Fujian map made by Kangxi or the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra handwritten by Master Sanzang, they all attracted the attention of countless people. Especially those book friends who like to buy books and collect books, they even widened their eyes and looked at these two "Treasures in the World".
"Oh my God, I'm not dazzled, there is such a big ancient map in the world."
"The Qing Dynasty people were really good. How did this ancient map be made?"
"I heard that the map has drawn various islands around the treasure island... In other words, those places have been our territory since ancient times!"
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"Is this the Buddhist Heart Sutra handwritten by Sanzang of the Tang Dynasty in Journey to the West?"
"The most treasure of Buddhism, if you can get this sight, you will die with peace of mind!"
"Wuwuwu, why do I feel the urge to cry when I see this Buddhist treasure?"
"I'm afraid only Buddha bone relics can compare with treasures like this."
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Sighing, sighing, everyone is talking about their feelings and feelings, and wants to express everything they feel in their hearts.
As a collector who loves ancient books, Lin Yi was also shocked by everything in front of him.
Let’s first talk about the huge Fujian map made by Kangxi. The outer box is spacious and luxurious. It is carved from high-quality mahogany. There are two flying golden dragons on the wooden box, one on the left and one on the right, forming a golden dragon surrounded by four large characters engraved in the middle: Fujian map. This shape highlights the nobility and style of the imperial objects made by the royal palace.
When this ancient map was officially unfolded, it was astonishing that there was a house as big as a house, which looked spectacular and majestic.
According to literature records, Fujian maps have always been stored in the Qing cabinet warehouse and are kept in special wooden box boxes. Since the map uses high-quality silk and pigments, for more than 300 years, except for some places that are slightly broken, they have been basically preserved and the colors are still bright and dazzling.
When the Capital Library was planned in 1909, Emperor Xuantong Puyi instructed the giant map to transfer the giant map from the palace to the Capital Library and preserved it to this day. After Japan invaded the three northeastern provinces, the National Government decided to migrate the cultural relics from Peking south in 1934. In 1936, rare books, maps, gold and stone steles, precious Western books, oriental journals, etc. were selected from the rare books of the A and B library of the Peking Library, and the migration southward. Some were preserved in the French Concession in Shanghai, and the other part was sent to the newly built site of the Nanjing Branch of the Palace Museum and the Nanjing Address Survey Institute. In 1942, some of the remaining rare books, gold and stone rubbings, maps, etc. in Shanghai were transported back to Peking.
However, according to the verification and investigation, Fujian maps are not listed here. According to the archives, the batch of fine maps stored in Nanjing were counted and determined that among the more than 100 types of Qing Cabinet Maps in the library of the Peking Library that year, except for the Yellow River Maps and Fujian maps stored in Peking, all the others have been recovered. When they were evacuated from the mainland, the batch of fine maps stored in Nanjing were moved to Taiwan. From the above records, it was learned that Fujian maps did not follow the cultural relics southward. As for why this national treasure map was not included in the list of cultural relics migrating southward, and who was detained to this day is still an unsolved mystery.
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If the Fujian map is a national treasure among national treasures, it was borrowed from the national treasures from the national treasures by Lu Sanye and his elders, then the Heart Sutra handwritten by Master Sanzang is the top collection in his personal collection.
Speaking of Master Sanzang, the first thing many people think of is the Tang Sanzang in Journey to the West, and his catchphrase is: "Diss, save me!"
But in fact, Master Sanzang is a genuine "pure man", the ancestor of ancient "hikers", the pioneer of "hiking", the saint who went west to obtain scriptures, and the idol worshipped by countless Buddhists.
From the Tang Dynasty in the Middle Earth to India, there were thousands of miles away, with a bumpy journey. In addition, there was no navigation at that time and the correct map of learning from the scriptures, the Sanzang master took too many detours and detours, and the difficulty level was even greater than the 25,000-mile Long March of the Red Army.
The hand-written Heart Sutra on display at this time is full of name: Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra. There is only one volume of the entire sutra, and the 260 words belong to one section of the 600 volumes of the Great Prajna Sutra. It is considered to be a summary of the Prajna Sutra. This sutra has seven Chinese translations, the most famous of which is this volume of the Three Collections of the Great Tang Dynasty.
The Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita translated by the Master.
Lin Yi likes to read, so of course he knows the specific content of this Heart Sutra. To be precise, as long as he likes Buddhism, he can basically recite the 260-word Heart Sutra.
When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices the deep Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all sufferings.
Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are the same. Sariputra is the empty appearance of all dharmas, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor purified, neither increasing nor decreasing...
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When Lin Yi was silently reciting the Heart Sutra, the hand-written Heart Sutra was still hidden in the sandalwood box and was not taken out, but it seemed that there was some sensation in the dark.
The recitation in Lin Yi's heart actually had an inexplicable mysterious resonance with the Heart Sutra hidden in the box. Especially with the fragrance of books overflowing from the Heart Sutra hand scroll, the spiritual energy in Lin Yi's body was pulled. When the two merged, they immediately released a fragrance that could only be smelled in Buddhism, and sandalwood was everywhere!
The fragrance is too strong and too big.
In an instant, the monks who were serving scriptures and still singing Gita all showed surprise on their faces.
At the same time, they all knelt down at the Heart Sutra with their palms in one another, and then recited the Heart Sutra loudly together.
Integrated, solemn and solemn.
There were swords in the box in ancient times, buzzing,
Now there is the Heart Sutra in the box, and the fragrance is everywhere.
The people around were also shocked. When they smelled the inexplicable fragrance, they seemed to feel the Buddha's call. They also knelt down with their hands together and recited the Heart Sutra devoutly together.
Suddenly, only one voice was heard in the entire venue: when Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings.
Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this...
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The most wonderful feeling at this moment is undoubtedly Lin Yi himself. For him, the louder the sound of everyone reciting the Heart Sutra, the stronger the spiritual energy in his body echoes the sutra hidden in the center of the box.
It seemed that the box contained not the Heart Sutra, but an ancient heart. Lin Yi's spiritual energy was injected into the heart and turned into a flowing bloodline. People's chanting became pacing power. Under the action of both, the Heart Sutra became alive and started to beat.
Just as the Heart Sutra was "living", Lin Yi's mind thundered and exploded, and then, ancient pictures appeared in his mind.
In the scorching desert, the lonely bird let out a cry and fell on the hot yellow sand.
A hand stretched out and picked up the poor bird. The bird blinked and looked at the person who came and let out a miserable cry.
The man reached out and took out the water bag on his body, poured the extremely precious water into his palm, and gave it to the thirsty bird to drink.
The bird drank water, recovered its strength, flapped its wings, spread its wings again, occasionally looking back and looking at the person who saved it.
Black and thin face, chapped lips, eyes eroded by wind and sand
In the vast desert, he stood alone here alone, with a solemn appearance, but his fine beard and thin face were all traces of wind and frost along the way. His slightly frown brows and firm eyes were the inner yearning for Buddhism.
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The strong wind blew up the wind and sand all over the sky. He covered his face with his sleeves and kept his head buzzing with his luggage.
The luggage he carried was made of light bamboo, with umbrellas and scriptures on it. The umbrellas could be inserted into his head to block the sun, and a bowl for eating was placed inside the canvas. The bamboo pole was a lamp, and could be used for lighting in front of him, which means that the Buddha's light shines everywhere and the light shines on the earth.
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In the forest, he met jackals, tigers and leopards. He was timid, scared, and scared.
He lit a bonfire and wanted to retreat, but the advice of the Tang Dynasty king and the warm expectations of the people made him muster up the courage again.
The strong wind ripped his umbrella and the thorns thorned his clothes.
The sun tanned his skin, and the heavy snow froze his arms
He was still walking, moving, as long as he had his feet, he would continue to walk towards the sun set in the west and towards the Buddha's kingdom in the west!
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In this way, he traveled through mountains and rivers, traveled across the desert and Gobi, and continued to meet and separate. He was either the robbers who hindered him from traveling west, the officials who had problems, the generals who helped him, the merchants who met on the road, or the master and apprentice who had only a short-term fate...
Fate gathers and fates disperse, the sun rises and the sun sets.
He traveled 50,000 miles a long distance and went through hardships to Nalanda Temple, the center of Indian Buddhism to obtain the true scriptures. In the past seventeen years, he learned all the various Mahayana and Hinayana doctrines at that time, and brought back 150 Buddha relics, 7 Buddha statues, and 657 sutras and treatises... Using his perseverance, he wrote the glorious legend of the Tang Dynasty Buddhism.
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Lin Yi woke up from the dream, the Heart Sutra stopped trembling, and the overflowing sandalwood fragrance gradually subsided. At this moment, the spiritual energy in Lin Yi's body had sublimated to a new level, becoming more abundant and exquisite.
Thinking of the scenes in my mind, thinking about the hardships and difficulties of going west to obtain the scriptures, a tear slid down Lin Yi's face.
Crystal and clear, like the eyes of the lonely bird rescued by Master Sanzang in the illusion
Suddenly, he remembered a sentence: It’s like waking up from a big dream and having a fate with the Buddha.
But Lin Yi didn't notice that at this moment, except for him, almost everyone was kneeling on the ground with his hands together. Only he was still standing, which was so special and outstanding... To be continued. The 3 floating and sundou mobile game adapted by Tiancan Tudou is public beta. Book friends who want to play, please follow the WeChat public account to download and install the mobile game server opening collection. Search s and hold it for 3 seconds to copy
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