Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 551

”Auu, I think I’ll live a little longer.”

“I know right? I never thought having my feet not get cold when I sleep would be so good.”

“As expected, the North Sea is not a place for people to live.”

Awakened by the sunlight coming through the tent, Mount Hua’s disciples chattered, tidying up their seats.

“In the North Sea, I felt like my body was breaking when I woke up in the morning.”

“I know once again how good it is to be warm.”

Everything in the world is relative.

It was a night of meadow that others would sleep while tightening their lip, but it was only a little cool for those who had passed the North Sea.

“But where did Chung Myung go?”

“Not sure? Hasn’t he been not here for a while ago?”

At that word, Baek Cheon tidied his robes and went outside to look around.

“Chung Myung-ah?”

At that time, he could see Chung Myung sitting by the bonfire.

The bonfire was already extinguished and only white smoke was coming up, but Chung Myung sat in front of it, just staring up at the sky.

“What are you doing?”

Chung Myung’s gaze moved slowly when asked by Baek Cheon.

“Huh?”

Baek Cheon tilted his head at the unresponsive, blank appearance.

“Who stole your money? What’s wrong with your expression?”

“Sasuk.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t talk nonsense and just eat.”

“Oh, this bastard?”

After sighing deeply, Chung Myung turned his head slightly and looked at the tent where the Rama monks were staying. Judging from the sound of chanting from inside, they must have woken up early too.

“…… I’d rather die than suffer.”

That little boy, Reincarnation of the Great Living Buddha, spoke incomprehensible words to Chung Myung yesterday, and then turned away again with a face that said he didn’t know anything.

He tried to hold the Great Incarnation heading to the tent, but at that time, the spirituality and pressure he had felt had already disappeared.

‘It’s crazy.’

It’s impossible to hold on to the word of a mentally disturbed child and make a fuss, but he keeps getting caught up in what the child said.

He couldn’t do this or that and just stayed up all night.

Chung Myung sighed deeply and flicked his fingers as he saw Hye Yeon coming out of the tent.

“Fake monk! Fake monk!”

“…Siju. My Buddhist name is Hye Yeon.”

“I see, come here.”

“…….”

Hye Yeon, who became sullen, approached. Chung Myung looked at such him and hinted.

“What do you think of the story we heard yesterday?”

“What kind of story are you talking about?”

“That reincarnation or whatever, you know, the Great Incarnation came back to life and stuff.”

“Amitabha, that’s what you mean.” Hye Yeon glanced at the tent where the Rama monks were staying with a slightly embarrassed face.

“The Buddhist teachings of Seojang and Jungwon are not entirely the same, although they all follow the teachings of Sakyamuni.”

“Hoo?”

“Among the words Bansol Rama said yesterday, the teaching on reincarnation is not much different from Shaolin’s. However, it does not fit with our teaching that people deliberately reincarnate and remember the past.”

Hye Yeon shook his head quietly.

“If you can do that, there is nothing to say even if you are called a Buddha.”

“That means they’re a con artist.”

“That, I don’t mean that!”

Frightened Hye Yeon hurriedly looked at the tent as if he was afraid that the Rama monks would hear them. Then he said with a low voice.

“Si- Siju. You have to be careful. The reverence of Seojang Buddhism for the Great Incarnation is more than what Siju thinks.”

“I know.”

Chung Myung said in a nonchalant way.

He has already experienced how blind those who serve humans as gods can be. Of course, humans and Buddha are different, and they are also different from the Demonic Cult.

‘Can a person do that?’

He would have laughed it off as nonsense if it were in the past. Chung Myung doesn’t believe in things that he can’t see.

But he can’t just let this go. Above all, isn’t his existence alone tantamount to evidence?

Chung Myung looked up at the sky with blank eyes again.

At that time, the tent opened and Rama monks, including Bansol Rama, walked slowly while putting their hands together. Chung Myung’s gaze went straight to the Great Incarnation behind Bansol Rama.

Seeing the innocent face as if knew nothing, he felt like something was turning inside out.

“Did you rest well last night?” Bansol Rama greeted them with a nice smile. Mount Hua’s disciples, who just happened to come out of the tent, received the greeting with both hands forming a fist. “I had a good rest after a long time. Thank you very much for Rama’s consideration.”

“Consideration? I just gave our surplus tent. Don’t worry.”

Bansol Rama’s eyes are on Chung Myung as he smiles and puts his palms together.

“You look deep in thought.”

“…….”

“Would you like a little walk?”

Chung Myung nodded silently.

Bansol Rama and Chung Myung, separated from Rama monks and Mount Hua’s disciples, walked quietly through the vast meadow.

The meadow was so wide that there was no end in sight. Even if they walked and walked, it felt like they could never reach the end.

Chung Myung broke the long silence and opened his mouth first.

“The Great Incarnation…….”

He stopped talking for a moment and asked in a deeper voice.

“Are you sure he’s the Great Incarnation?”

“Not entirely.”

Bansol Rama shook his head.

“Om mani padme hum. The Buddha is a being beyond human beings. He who has gone beyond a human is trapped in a human body again, so he cannot keep himself intact. Dalai Rama will go to Budala Clan and go through the process of regaining himself.”

“Then, he’s just a kid…..”

“He’s not either.”

Bansol Rama said with a smile.

“No matter how much you lose yourself, that deep realization doesn’t go anywhere. The child is the Buddha, but the Buddha is also the child.”

Chung Myung couldn’t understand what he meant.

Of course, it is not a difficult answer if the word is to be interpreted literally. But Bansol Rama’s words seemed to have more meaning than a refined word.

Something else, unlike the occasional wise man, or the Buddhists who have been deeply cultivated.

“Then…….”

When Chung Myung tried to say something, Bansol Rama shook his head first.

“I cannot answer that question.”

“…….”

A serene and profound eye stared at Chung Myung.

“You want to ask about what Dalai Rama said yesterday.”

“Yes.”

Chung Myung nodded obediently. Although he dealt with it in his own way, the thin tent could not have blocked this man’s ears.

“I’m still lacking, but I think I have learned my own lessons in Buddhism. That’s why I can teach and lead Ramas of Budala Clan.”

“Yes.”

Anyone who hasn’t ever met Bansol Rama will swear and deny such words as arrogant.

“However, I’m also of the human body that is bound by suffering and karma. I can’t understand everything the Buddha said. Understanding is knowing, and knowing is realizing.

If that weren’t the case, wouldn’t I have already become a Buddha?”

Chung Myung nodded silently as he watched Bansol Rama burst into laughter.

“Dalai Rama is the incarnation of Avalokitesvara. He is still tied to the mold of a person and is not aware of himself, but by the time he becomes an adult, he will regain his complete self.”

“When he became an adult…..”

Chung Myung turned his head slightly and looked at the tent now a little farther away. But the head returned to its original position before long.

‘Then it means that he still doesn’t know what he said himself.’

This means that the body cannot handle the great enlightenment as the Great Living Buddha. Therefore, it was highly unlikely that Chung Myung would get what he wanted even if he talked with the Great Incarnation again.

That’s why Bansol Rama is calling him separately and telling this story.

“Chung Myung Dojang.”

“Yes.”

“I do not dare to know what Dalai Rama’s true intention (진의(眞意)).”

“…….”

“But even for me who dare not follow Dalai Rama’s deep enlightenment, I can see that Chung Myung’s Dojang is unique.”

Bansol Rama’s serious gaze was fixed on Chung Myung.

“Unique?”

“I’ve been working my whole life on the Dharma Eye to confirm Dalai Rama’s reincarnation.

I can see the extraordinary character of Chung Myung Dojang. I can’t define it as anything, but Dojang is definitely different from other ordinary people.”

Chung Myung stopped walking. And he looked at the old monk standing still and said.

“Rama.”

“Yes, Dojang.”

“According to the Buddhist teachings, you said that people reincarnate to attain enlightenment by accumulating training for a long time, right?”

“That’s what it is.”

“Is there another reason for reincarnation?”

Bansol Rama shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

“…….”

“The flow of the world is absolutely huge. Anything can happen in there. How dare I understand the solemn meaning of Adi-Buddha (아제불타(阿提佛陀)).”

Chung Myung nodded quietly again this time.

“There’s one thing I’d like to say to Dojang.” As Chung Myung looked with curious eyes, Bansol Rama put his hands together and recited a small verse.

“Any human being lives through pain. It’s because there’s always anguish in humans.”

“Anguish…….”

“Om mani padme hum.”

Bansol Rama said with a benevolent smile.

“Those who walk the Buddha Path overcome their karma and learn the Dharma to overcome their anguish. Even if what Dojang is experiencing now is pain, the pain will not be just in vain.”

It was like catching a floating cloud.

However, after hearing those cloud-catching words, strangely, he felt relieved.

“In the end, I have no choice but to do it myself.”

“Isn’t Taoism the same?”

“…….”

“An enlightened person becomes a Taoist. But no one can force the unenlightened to awaken. You have to understand and know for yourself.”

“…Do you know the laws of Taoism?”

“Hoho, I am. If we look at the Tao of Jungwon, wouldn’t it have been greatly influenced by Buddha’s Buddhism? Also, isn’t the Buddha of Infinite Life (Muryangsubul) enshrined in the Taoist School of Jungwon originally a Buddhist Amitabha Buddha?”

“No, this yangban?”

Chung Myung, who glared at the words that disrespect Taoists, soon burst into laughter…

“The person who used to be inhuman seems like a person now.”

“Hahaha.”

Bansol Rama, smiling coolly, stared at Chung Myung with warm eyes.

“Dojang.”

“Yes.”

“There is no answer out there.” “…….”

“When the time comes when Dojang is desperate for an answer, just look at yourself. All the answers will be in Dojang.”

Chung Myung, who was facing him, slowly put his hands together.

“Muryangsubul.”

Chung Myung, who doesn’t usually chant, was giving an exception to Bansol Rama. This was the highest respect Chung Myung could express.