The yellow flash of jujutsu high

Buddhism principle {67}

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the monastery courtyard as Keitaro settled onto a worn cushion across from Master Tenzin. The air vibrated with the rhythmic chanting of monks in the distance, a calming counterpoint to the anxieties swirling within Keitaro. He had a question, a deep-seated curiosity that had been gnawing at him for some time."Master Tenzin," he began, his voice respectful yet hesitant, "your teachings often touch upon the philosophies of Buddhism. I was wondering, could you tell me more about the Four Noble Truths?"

A gentle smile spread across Tenzin's weathered face. His eyes, crinkled at the corners from years of laughter and contemplation, held a deep wisdom. "Ah, the Four Noble Truths," he chuckled softly. "The foundation of Buddhist teachings, a roadmap to alleviate suffering."He gestured for Keitaro to lean in closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "The first truth," he began, "is the truth of suffering. Life, in its very essence, is fraught with suffering. Illness, loss, impermanence – all these are woven into the fabric of existence."

Keitaro listened intently, his mind flashing back to the horrors he had witnessed as an jujutsu sorcerer– the tormented souls inside of the Jikiniki's , the senseless violence, the ever-present threat of cursed spirits. Tenzin's words resonated deeply within him. Suffering was indeed an undeniable truth, a constant companion in his fight against the darkness.
No pain no gain he guess

"The second truth," Tenzin continued, "is the truth of the cause of suffering. This suffering, my dear Keitaro, arises from craving, from our attachment to desires and aversions. We crave pleasure, we cling to things we possess, and we push away what we dislike. This very clinging is the root of our suffering."

Keitaro contemplated this. sure that was truth to some extent but he didnt feel that much hatred for the thing he attached himself to, he loved spending time with his friend.
Sure it hurt when his grandma passed away but that pain didnt cause him ever lasting pain.
She would have wanted him to move on and so he did.

"The third truth," Tenzin's voice continued, filled with a quiet strength, "is the truth of the end of suffering. This may sound like a lofty ideal, but the essence is simple – there exists a path to end suffering, to achieve liberation from this cycle of pain."

A flicker of hope ignited within Keitaro. This was interesting to hear, not all suffering will go on forever,eventually it will end and Wheater you learn or not from the experience is entirely up to you."And the fourth truth?" Keitaro finally asked, his voice barely a whisper.

"The fourth truth," Tenzin replied, his eyes twinkling with wisdom, "is the truth of the path to the end of suffering. This path is the Noble Eightfold Path, an eight-limbed framework for living a life free from craving and suffering. It's a path of right understanding, right intention, right speech, right action, right livelihood, right effort, right mindfulness, and right concentration."

The Eightfold Path seemed complex, a long and arduous journey. But as Tenzin delved deeper, explaining each aspect with patience and clarity, Keitaro saw a glimmer of hope. Perhaps, by walking this path, not only could he become a better sorcerer, but also a more centered individual, one who could face the darkness without being consumed by it.

The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in fiery hues of orange and red. Keitaro rose from his cushion, his heart brimming with newfound understanding. He still had many questions, but the seeds of Buddhist philosophy had been planted within him. And with Tenzin's guidance, he was ready to embark on the path towards enlightenment, a path that could not only change his life but also empower him in his fight against the cursed spirits that threatened the world.

Time skip

A gentle chime announced Keitaro's arrival as he pushed open the weathered wooden doors of the temple library. The air inside was cool and fragrant with the scent of aged paper and incense. Sunlight streamed through high windows, casting warm squares of light onto a labyrinth of towering bookshelves.

Behind a worn oak desk sat a wizened old man, his face etched with a lifetime of wisdom and laughter lines. His eyes, though crinkled at the corners, sparkled with a youthful curiosity. This was Tomo, the temple librarian, a man who possessed an encyclopedic knowledge of Buddhist texts and a fondness for anyone with a genuine thirst for knowledge.

Keitaro bowed respectfully. "Tomo-san, good morning."

Tomo returned the bow with a warm smile. "Keitaro-kun, come in, come in. What brings you to the library today?"

"I'm eager to delve deeper into Buddhist teachings," Keitaro explained. "Master Tenzin mentioned you might have some recommendations for me."

Tomo's smile widened. He gestured to a nearby chair. "Excellent!  There's a treasure trove of knowledge within these walls, waiting to be explored." He rose with surprising agility for his age and disappeared between the towering shelves.

Moments later, Tomo reappeared, a stack of three books cradled in his arms. The bindings were worn but lovingly cared for, the paper whispering tales of countless readings.

He placed the books gently on the desk. The top one had a simple crimson cover adorned with a golden lotus flower.  Tomo pointed to it with a knowing smile.

"This is 'The Heart Sutra,'" he explained, "a foundational text that explores the concept of emptiness and the path to enlightenment."

Keitaro's eyes gleamed with interest.  He'd heard Master Tenzin reference this sutra before.

Tomo picked up the second book, its cover a deep indigo with intricate calligraphy. "'The Writings of Dogen Zenji,'" he said, "'offers a practical approach to meditation and mindfulness practices, perfect for someone new to the path.'"

Finally, he held up the last book, its cover a vibrant saffron with embossed illustrations. "'The Jataka Tales,'" Tomo said, a mischievous twinkle in his eye, "'are a collection of folktales believed to be past-life stories of the Buddha.  They're not only rich in wisdom but also quite entertaining."

Keitaro's excitement crackled in the air.  These all sounded fascinating, but Tomo's final words sent a jolt through him.

"There are even rumors," Tomo leaned in conspiratorially, his voice barely a whisper, "that these tales might hold hidden clues... perhaps even hints towards the fabled Tengen Pass."

Keitaro's breath hitched...This was his chance.

A/N....so now that I went back to the chapter and looked at it quite a lot of you guys wanted a Naruto fanfic which I am fine with, I watched the show and read the manga so I have a good gist of the show.
Anyway below there is 3 options choose wisely as I only use someone's power once.

For example, Minato powerset is no longer on the table along with systems and the Sharingan and bending ability.

So here the options.
Sukuna power in Naruto—-9 chapter in draft, main character name is Satoshi Ryomen, takes place during Minato era.

Ten shadow in Naruto—-3 chapters in draft.main Character's name is Fukuo Fushigoro and it takes place during Naruro era.

The demon of the leaf——basically Asta power in Naruto but instead of mana, it negate chakra