975 Cultivating Buddhism Part I (2/2)
”If Buddha is in the field at this moment, is it possible for him to lift the ban?”
”No, because the Buddha who set the ban back then is not the current Buddha.”
”What is the benefit of setting such a problem for himself?”
”He never has to worry about being woken up in the state of Nirvana.”
”We are here. We have already woken him up.”
”It never occurred to Buddha that we could come here, and he thought we won't affect his status even if we did come, for we are neither Bodhisattvas nor Buddhas and cannot compete with Buddhism.”
Ning Que looked at the young monk on the back of the indigo lion and suddenly came up with an idea.
Sangsang directly denied his idea and said, ”In his uncertain status, the Buddha of course can't possess the real Power of Buddhism. But you still not powerful enough to kill him even though he has turned into a Bodhisattva.”
Ning Que replied, ”I feel good. These Buddhas and Bodhisattvas cannot enter here anyway.”
Sangsang said, ”But I am gradually growing weaker. I will eventually die if the stalemate remains.”
”I have said it many times, I will not let you die.” Ning Que looked at the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the field and said with a smile, ”The arrival of these people and what you just said all prove that my guess is right.”
”Even if the snow mountain is the Buddhahood noumenon of Buddha, like how you've guessed, you still can't change the current situation. You have no way to change the current situation, since you have no chance of killing Buddha.”
”Why must we kill Buddha?” Walking to the nearest pond, Ning Que took out the iron cutla.s.s and cut off a few branches of a willow by the pond, and then he put down the cutla.s.s, sat under the willow tree and began to weave something awkwardly.
Sangsang asked, ”What are you weaving?”
Ning Que answered, ”A knife.”
Sangsang thought for a while and requested, ”Let me try.”
Ning Que laughed and handed over the control of his body.
Back in their house by Yanming Lake, one of Sangsang's favorite things to do was to make small objects with willow branches by the lake. So she made a cute willow knife pretty soon.
Sangsang gave back the control of Ning Que's body and asked, ”What are you trying to do?”
Ning Que only smiled but did not reply, and then he cut off a lotus.
He put some pond water in the lotus, tilted the lotus slightly, and poured the water within to the iron cutla.s.s. Suddenly the iron cutla.s.s became sharp and was full of the Will of Buddha.
After doing these strange things, he carried Sangsang on his back and walked toward the snow mountain with the big black umbrella in one hand and the iron cutla.s.s in the other hand.
Sangsang said, ”What are you going to do? I will kill you if you still ignore me this time.”
Ning Que answered, ”I am going to see Buddha.”
Sangsang was puzzled, ”Why? Besides, you have already seen him.”
Ning Que said, ”I have said to you that seeing Buddha is to cultivate Buddhism. How can we remove the poisons in your body and tear the black sky apart if we don't cultivate Buddhism?”
Sangsang asked, ”Are you really going to cultivate Buddhism?”
Ning Que said, ”I can't kill the real Buddha, but I can cultivate Buddhism. I will take away his Buddha nature and turn myself into Buddha. And I will be wors.h.i.+pped by the followers in the human world. What can Buddha do about this?”
Sangsang was puzzled and asked, ”But how do you plan to turn yourself into Buddha?”
”I have thought about this for a while, even before we crossed the river.” Approaching a cliff yard, Ning Que put Sangsang down, lifted the dark and heavy iron cutla.s.s and slashed the ground, ”I am going to repair Buddha.”
”You call this cultivating Buddhism?”
”Isn't cultivating Buddhism the same thing as repairing Buddha?”
”The Academy always solves problems in such strange ways.”
”My Second Brother did the same thing. His cultivation was to fight, but mine is to repair.”
After slas.h.i.+ng the cliff yard wildly, Ning Que turned to cut the rocks protruding from the cliff edge and said proudly, ”The toes of Buddha are too wide. I have to make them more delicate.”
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