Dragon and Tiger Taoist

In the northern wilderness, Jinqiuyuan, the sky was just getting light. With a creaking sound, the not-so-grand gate of the White Horse Temple quietly opened, and two monks, one old and one young, walked out. The old man was holding a horse in his hand.

Under the morning mist, the two men and the horse walked forward silently.

"Xuan Chan, you have been smart since childhood, with great perseverance and wisdom, but you still need to be more careful when you go out."

After walking four or five miles, looking at the Jinsha River that was close at hand, the abbot of the White Horse Temple, Huineng, finally stopped.

Hearing this, Bai Chan nodded silently.

After two years of practicing medicine, he returned and felt that the world was difficult, evil demons were rampant, and practicing medicine could not save the world. So he had the idea of ​​going to the Western Paradise to seek the true scriptures and save all living beings. He prepared for this for two years.

Today, he has done everything he can, but it is time to set off.

Looking at Bai Chan like this, Huineng's mood was quite complicated. Bai Chan lost his parents in childhood and was raised by him. He was really like a teacher and a father. But this time he was leaving and it was uncertain when he would return. He was already old and was afraid that he would never see him again. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel more sad.

However, he did not stop Bai Chan's idea. The Western Paradise was a holy place in the hearts of all Buddhist disciples. Seeking the true scriptures, spreading Buddhism, and saving all living beings were the wishes of every Buddhist disciple. It was just that most people just thought about it, and only a very few people would practice it. His disciple Bai Chan was undoubtedly one of these very few people.

In this case, how could he stop Bai Chan because of his own little thoughts?

"This horse was given by my teacher when I went out to open a temple. It is said that it has the blood of a real dragon. Although it looks old, it still has some strength. Ordinary tigers and leopards are not its opponents. I will give it to you today and let it protect you for a while."

As he spoke, Huineng handed the reins in his hand to Bai Chan.

Hearing this, Bai Chan was slightly stunned. He instinctively wanted to refuse because he knew that his teacher had different feelings for this white horse, but after meeting Huineng's eyes, he couldn't say no. There was endless earnestness and worry in his eyes.

"Thank you, teacher."

Bai Chan took the reins and bowed.

Seeing this, Huineng shook his head.

"The road to the West is long. I am old and can't go. You can go and see it for me."

"This journey requires crossing thousands of mountains and rivers. There are many difficulties. You must remember the word sincerity. If you are sincere, you can see the Buddha."

"Go."

With his hands clasped together and his eyes closed, Huineng stopped looking at Bai Chan. He was afraid that if he looked at Bai Chan, he would be reluctant to let her go. There were countless pilgrims from ancient times to the present, but they all fell on the road in the end.

Hearing this, looking at such a master, Bai Chan said no more. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to Huineng, and then led the old horse away. Learning medicine could not save the world, and seeking the true scriptures was imperative.

It was at this time that the sun rose, the clouds and fog dissipated, and the warm and vibrant light shone on the little monk, coating him with a layer of golden light.

The little monk was very young, just eighteen this year, and the white horse was very old. The once pure white hair had a little more dark yellow, and his eyes were no longer sharp, but his steps were still very steady. On the road paved by the sun, one person and one horse walked farther and farther.

"Maybe one day the Buddha will really come to the world!"

Under the ancient tree, watching the little monk's figure getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared, Huineng was a little dazed.

At the same time, in the endless void, there were several eyes watching here.

Nagarjuna supported the sky and evolved a pure land, isolating the inside and the outside. The three statues of Nagarjuna King Buddha, Guanzizai King Buddha, and Liuli Guang King Buddha stood side by side.

"Amitabha, with this step, the great trend of heaven and earth will begin to turn slowly."

Under Nagarjuna, foreseeing the future, King Nagarjuna Buddha laughed heartily.

Hearing this, both Liuli Guang King Buddha and Guanzizai King Buddha showed a smile on their faces.

The Buddha's teaching is itself a process of clearing up cause and effect and dividing fate. Once it succeeds, they will also benefit.

"The great trend is turning, and the future will surely be prosperous, but we can't be careless. The demons of the Demon Sect are not easy to deal with, especially the Blood-Transforming Demon. His merits are comparable to creation, and he has entered the realm of great supernatural powers. He really can't be underestimated."

The voice is like a clear spring, nourishing the soul, and Guanzizai King Buddha expressed his worries

Hearing this, King Nagarjuna Buddha's smile suddenly converged. The Blood-Transforming Demon is indeed an anomaly. He has not practiced for a long time, but he came from the suicide, followed the killing calamity, took advantage of the situation, and rose straight up. In terms of cultivation and combat power, there are few people in the huge Buddhist sect who can beat him, at least he himself can't.

At this time, the Glass Light King Buddha spoke.

"That Blood-Transforming Demon Venerable has a lot to do with Mount Longhu. When he was born, our Buddhist sect had already closed the mountain, but he has no cause and effect with us. If he is really smart and has great destiny, he will take the initiative to avoid it this time. If he really wants to get involved, Brother Medicine Master Buddha will naturally appear. By then, our Buddhist sect may have one more Dharma Protector Vajra. The great supernatural power is indeed not weak, but it is difficult to match the supernatural power of our Buddha."

The twelve-layer treasure wheel is behind him, and the Glass Light King Buddha is confident.

Cause and effect are like a net, covering all living beings, and the great supernatural power is no exception. If he does not know the destiny and is deeply trapped in it, even if he has great power, he will inevitably fail in the end. This time it is about the way of the Buddha, and it is not something that a great supernatural power can stop.

Hearing this, Guanzizai King Buddha and Nagarjuna King Buddha nodded.

Among the six ancient Buddhas in Buddhism, Medicine Buddha is the most unfathomable. He achieved great supernatural powers a long time ago and has a deep understanding of Buddhism. If he takes action and gains the upper hand, the Blood-Transforming Demon Lord will never be his opponent.

"In fact, compared to the Blood-Transforming Demon Lord, the one we should really worry about is the Demon Ancestor. Although he has already fled far away, he has not been annihilated. The cover-up of our Buddhist sect can temporarily deceive those Demon Lords, but it can never deceive him. The luck of the Demon Sect is being divided, but I don't know if this person will take any action."

The light wheel turned, and the Glass Light King Buddha calculated everything.

When they heard the name of the Demon Ancestor, Guanzizai Wang Buddha and Longshu Wang Buddha were silent. Although the Demon Sect has withered now, they dare not underestimate this Demon Ancestor.

"The Demon Ancestor is truly immortal, but it is not something we can touch. We just need to complete our own affairs."

A peaceful atmosphere filled the air, and Guanzizai Wang Buddha expressed his opinion.

Hearing this, Longshu Wang Buddha and Liuli Guang Wang Buddha nodded and said no more. In fact, they all knew that this time the Buddhist sect divided the luck of the Demon Sect, which might not be without the intention of forcing the Demon Ancestor to show up. After all, the cause and effect entanglement between the Buddha and the Demon Ancestor would be a great thing for the Buddha if it could be sorted out.

Of course, these are just their thoughts, which will only rot in their hearts and will never be spoken out.

"My Buddhist practice emphasizes enlightenment, and the practice of Buddhist disciples is even more special, but it requires some means of self-defense. Although the general situation is in my hands, I still have to be careful."

The thought was born and died, and a divine thought jumped out from the eyebrows of Avalokitesvara Buddha, carrying a treasure away, which was a string of Buddhist beads, which could subdue the mind and not be disturbed by external demons.

Seeing this, they smiled at each other, and Nagarjuna Buddha and Liuliguang Buddha also gave each a treasure, a Zen stick and a cassock, respectively. From then on, the situation of Buddhism began to really work.