I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 1477 and Fifty Five: Asking the Buddha

"Fachuan is the first to have a heart."

Shengzun raised his palms and bowed slightly, and said lightly: "But you don't have to rush to arrest the demon lord for a while. The heinous crimes he committed will eventually be retribution."

"The law of heaven is clear, and the reward is due to cause and effect."

Fa Chuan nodded and smiled: "Brother Yein, please!"

The Zen masters climbed up the steps, and the 37th floor of the Buddha Pagoda was all read in a short while. Shi Shiran, the eminent monks, came to the meeting place on the top of the Buddha Tu to ask the Taoist Zen, and Shi Shiran took a seat.

For the eminent monks of the Eight Schools, the Jifeng Meditation Conference has long lost its mystery. The reason why they are still willing to participate every year is because this kind of contemplation of the Fa conference is really helpful to their own mood and cultivation. for.

This process of colliding, accepting, and bridging one's nature is called Confucianism in Buddhism and Taoism in Xuanji School.

Especially when the same realm is the same, the exchange of views from different angles will make people feel suddenly open.

But as the years get older, there are fewer and fewer people who can be called comrades, so every opportunity for communication is very precious.

For these monks who have left the world behind, a fellow Taoist is more important than a partner, so even if they only meet one year in the past year, they will call each other old friends or old friends.

This kind of like-minded friendship is even more precious than the mortal relatives, but the same way is just the same way.

Going together for a long time is to part ways.

For the Buddhism who pursues immortality and transcends the other shore and establishes religion, how to transcend the other shore is a topic that never lags behind.

In order to achieve this goal, what they left behind was not only mortal relatives, but also their own emotions.

The top of the Buddha statue,

The monk who had long been sitting on the top of the Buddha’s pagoda was as old as a rock struck by wind and rain. The dark red cassock covered his whole body and dragged it to the corners of the ground. It meant that he was stuck in the soil. The round back is like a rock ridge, countless vicissitudes of life folds all over the cheeks, and the long white eyebrows hung from the zygomatics, seeming to blend in with this space.

Every time a monk goes up to the top of the Buddhist temple, he bows and salutes the old monk first, because the one who seems to be too old to open his eyebrows is the strongest monk of the Vulture Sect, the holy monk named Nantian Buddha.

Although the other party's practice concept has not been widely endorsed by the Lu Zong so far, no one dares to question the other party's thorough cultivation.

Even the Quartet Buddhas of Wuxiang Zen Temple once stated that if they have a profound cultivation, the current Buddha country is the highest Buddha in the South Heaven.

Xu Ye sensed a lot of unfamiliar auras at the top of the Buddha statue. The Buddha of the Southern Heaven, like a rock and wax statue, suddenly came alive. First, his two white eyebrows moved like long beards, and then his wrinkled eyelids rolled up. All the light in the room is gone.

Just looking at these eyes, no one would have imagined that the Lord Nantian was already 600 years old, and the determined eyes after reading the vicissitudes of life were as sincere as a young man.

"Buddha cultivation, what is cultivation?"

As soon as the eminent monks and great virtues who performed the evening Buddhist ceremony sat down on the futon, a strange Sanskrit sound rang in the sea of ​​knowledge.

There is no doubt that in this world of Buddhism, the only one who has the ability to send this power of thought to the sea of ​​great virtues and knowledge is the Nantian Buddha.

Usually, before the Jifeng Zen debate, there will be a trial to select the Buddhas who are speaking in the Zen Zen, but I didn't expect that the monks who reached their realm would have to experience this.

The subject of Nantian Buddha's trial is simple. Many eminent monks subconsciously want to blurt out their arguments, but they just raised their heads to meet the sincere eyes of the old monk, but they stopped talking and bowed their heads.

If you ask this question to a young monk who has just entered the Zen gate, the other person will definitely answer: Cultivating the next life, surpassing reincarnation.

But if they cultivate to the realm of these monks on the Buddha Pagoda, they can't justify and answer this way.

If you can cultivate to the realm of a great Zen master, you can get in touch with the core of the Dharma, and you can understand how ethereal is in the afterlife.

It is impossible for them to believe in the next life like the novice monks. So what are they doing in the Buddha?

This sudden Sanskrit voice asked all the monks at the dinner to be confused.

Born in the pure land of the Buddha country and growing in the bliss rain forest, they have been bathed in the light of Buddha since they were born.

Growing up in such a place, cultivating Buddha has become a natural thing to breathe.

It's just that as the realm gets higher and higher, this natural practice like breathing is also mixed with many other things.

Or fighting, or doubt, or fear, or honor.

These things made their Buddha-oriented heart no longer pure. To ordinary disciples, they could naturally brag about their Buddha-oriented heart as usual, but they couldn't say these words in the eyes of the Lord Nantian.

So, a simple question actually stunned the eminent monks of the eight schools of Buddhism, and the top of the Buddha's Buddha statue was so quiet that it could be heard.

"The Buddha Kingdom has eighty-four thousand volumes. There is only the convenient method, so there is no way to become a Buddha."

Suddenly, a voice rang in the hall where the needles fell, and it was Yanshan who was as clear as glaze and replied: "That is, there is no way of enlightenment, and where is the Buddha cultivation? The old monk is wrong. !"

Hearing Yan Shan answering the question, the corners of the Lord's mouth seemed to be raised slightly, and it seemed that it was not raised. Everyone heard another Sanskrit sound.

"If it's not for Buddhism, what is it now?"

"Xiu's vain."

"What is falsehood?"

"Anything that looks like something is vain."

The mouth is full of lotus flowers, the Buddha's sound is booming, and Yanshan's voice has not yet fallen. In the hall, the heavenly dragon shouts, the tragedy of the dragon girl, and all kinds of visions, shocking the Zen masters.

If it were not for the Lord Nantian to be in person, the great Zen masters would have to stand up and verbally criticize, so that Yanshan would know the cost of the false talk.

While contemplating what the Zen masters were thinking, while listening to Yanshan’s sincere answers, the Nantian Buddha, who was sitting like a dead wood, finally smiled. From the dark red monk's robe, stretched out his right hand like a dead wood, which has not been repaired for many years. His nails were curled like a disc, and the curled part of the inner disc was even blackened.

It is extremely inconvenient to just lift the toilet paper, but the Buddha of Nantian still pointed at Zhiyanshan forcefully. The three hundred years of closed mantra has made the lips of the old monk glue together, so he can only use Sanskrit as a substitute: " A Zen Master Mandian is not as good as a little monk."

The Arhats in the temple looked embarrassed, but some were unconvinced. It was like the great Zen master Guangming of the Xianzong stood up angrily after hearing all the falsehoods Yanshan had said.

First, he bowed to the Lord Buddha in Nantian, and then turned to Yanshan and asked: "The 84,000 volumes of Arhat Yun's Buddhist Path have no enlightenment in the Buddha Dharma. Then, I would like to ask, the Bodhisattva status of the noble master, and the current Buddha country. Are all Buddha masters fake?"

"Return to the Great Zen Master Guangming, practice is naturally true."

Yanshan smiled and replied, "But the fruit position of Bodhi Sadao is fake!"

"absurd!"

The Great Zen Master Guangming shouted angrily, and the golden body of Zhang Ba jumped up from the backlight. The Dhamma of Bodhisattva stared at Yanshan Dao in anger, "As Yanshan Arhat said, is it possible that the fruit position of this Buddha Bodhisattva is also Is it fake?"

"It's true."

Yanshan raised his head and looked behind the Buddha's Guangzhang Bodhisattva Jin, and said lightly to the great Zen Master Guangming: "The Buddha's light is so great that there are hidden falsehoods that are difficult to show. This kind of dharma is just a fake body that the great Zen master imagined, how can it be true! "

After saying this, Yanshan released his precious image, Arhat, and slammed into the Buddha's image of the Great Zen Master Guangming in the shocked eyes of everyone in the hall.

...

The first floor of the Buddhist temple

Naturally, Yun Xiu, who searched the bookcase for eight scriptures mentioned by Tang Luo, didn't find it. Tang Luo, who was looking for it at the time, suddenly stopped searching, but stood up and stood still.

After cultivating the Immortal Battle Body, Tang Luo's six senses became extremely sharp. This sharpness was too exaggerated, and even allowed him to hear something that he shouldn't have heard.

For example, the vibration of spiritual power in the distance, the blood flowing in the meridians in front of you, the leaves breaking from the branches, the whispers remaining in the wind.

It's like now, Tang Luo with full six senses heard the sound of the 36-storied pagoda.

Perhaps it was the blessing of the Buddha of Law Realm. Tang Luo even felt that he was sticking out of the thirty-seven layers of the Buddha. This wonderful feeling was like a radar imaging. Someone projected all the scenes above it into his eyes.

He "saw" a gathering of outstanding Zen masters from the eight major factions of the Buddha Kingdom, as well as the Yanshan monk who had been kind to him.

He can "see" the dissatisfaction in the hearts of the great Zen masters in the Buddhist kingdom, and can also "see" the magnanimity of Monk Yanshan.

Although I couldn't understand their conversation, this feeling was really wonderful. The only thing that puzzled Tang Luo was that wherever Monk Yanshan looked, why was there nothing?

...

Longzhou, Linchuan Plain

It has been more than a month since the defeat of the two holy land kings, and now the Linchuan Plain can no longer live.

The blood springs gushing from the ground withered and barren vegetation, and the earth was emitting a stench of poisonous mist.

The door of the dilapidated temple that fell in the middle of Linchuan opened wide, and countless blood beasts with ferocious and ugly appearances rushed out of it.

They are rushing and frolicking on the wasteland, their sharp and thick front claws are constantly digging deep into the ground, accelerating the penetration of the river of blood into the plain.

Originally there were only eight heavenly demons that made the people of Linchuan complain. Now there are tens of thousands of blood-eaters comparable to the fierce realm. Now Linchuan has become a terrifying existence that the people of Longzhou talk about.

In particular, the number of ordinary people who escaped from breaking through the city continued to increase, and the fierce names of the heavenly demons and the army of blood-eaters continued to spread throughout Xihe.

It's just that no one has asked anyone to kill them anymore. After all, the two holy land kings were almost buried in the Linchuan Plain. The people really didn't know who should be invited to help them.

Just when the aborigines of Linchuan were at a loss, Liu cried out. First, he invited the families who had escaped from Linchuan to settle in Chaochang, and said that they would organize personnel to go to Kunwu County to ask Wu Shengshan Daeng to take action. Solve the major problems in Linchuan.

Liu's actions were very effective. Those families who fled from Linchuan all regarded Liu's horse as their head.

After all, judging from the fact that the twin kings almost fell, Liu's migration was really not because of timidity, but because of the fact that there was no way for the demons.

The wind of public opinion quickly collapsed to the other side, and Chuan Yuan Liu, who gave a solution, faintly became the leader of Linchuan refugees.

...

The first day of March in Longzhou calendar 1792

A team spontaneously organized by various ethnic groups in Linchuan drove to Wusheng Mountain, but was stopped at the arbitration station.

The grand arbitrator read the news of Wu Shengshan's closure and wanted the team to return.

But Linchuan people who had regarded Wu Shengshan as their last hope did not go back, but instead lived directly in Kunwu County, seeking ways to climb the mountain.

But what is Kunwu County? This is a place that is suppressed and controlled by arbitration and cannot use force.

In such a peaceful place, liars and rascals are the best way to make a living.

For a time, all kinds of winding trails appeared in front of these Linchuan groups who wanted to go up the mountain.

What is the nephew of the elder Qilin Mountain, what is the illegitimate son of the owner of Mount Bifang, what is the first cousin of Mount Phoenix

In short, all these people whose voices can reach the heavens have all appeared.

This also allowed the Linchuan envoys who had never experienced such a thing to feel the reality of the world.

The light that appears when you are desperate is not hope, but another huge trap.

In just a few days, the messengers from Linchuan were deceived to get a lot of money, which made these people who had already lost their homes completely out of balance.

And where is Kunwu County, most of the people gathered here are the losers who survived the conquest of the family, and the descendants of the giants of the magic way.

These people are suppressed in the Kunwu County environment, they have cultivated a whole body of martial arts but can't display them, they can only hide in the dark and stir the situation, their mentality has long been distorted.

Seeing the anger of the Linchuan messenger, they felt more useful, so they bewitched them and said that, in fact, Wu Shengshan had a heart for Longzhou, but the message was cut off by the arbitration.

If they can overthrow the arbitration house, they will be able to send information to Wusheng Mountain, and with the heritage of the oldest holy land in the world, dealing with the blood nest can only be done with backhands.

I don't know if it was really bewitched or just to vent the anger in the heart, this group of envoys from Linchuan actually believed these words.

But they also knew that the force used in the arbitration was to hit the stone with a pebble, so the group came up with a better way.

Forcibly breaking into Wu Sheng Mountain, since Linchuan’s information was deliberately blocked by the arbitration, as long as they could see the masters in Wu Sheng Mountain, they would be able to expose the arbitration office.

After that, he rushed to the mountain in the middle of the night, and then the stump of the mountain was broken at dawn.

More than half of the Linchuan Envoys were killed and injured, and the rest were repatriated by arbitration.

"Sister Liu!"

Outside Kunwu County, Wei Hanyuan sighed to the representative of the Linchuan Mission: "This Sect knows the pain of losing his homeland, and can understand everyone's urgent feelings, but to break into the holy mountain is to provoke the holy land, it is really reckless!"

"What Grandmaster Wei taught is that there is really no way to go for all ethnic groups in Linchuan!"

The tearful Liu family envoy cried and knelt down to Wei Hanyuan: "If Wu Shengshan is unwilling to make a move, then Linchuan people will never return to their hometown."

"Shijun Liu, get up quickly!"

Wei Hanyuan lifted the people up and sighed: "In fact, Wu Shengshan didn't intervene in the affairs of the Linchuan Plain this time because the yin and yang palace of the Tiannan Wang clan sent envoys a dozen or so days ago, saying that they would handle the matter personally for the sake of Yanfu City. The Lord of Yin and Yang Lao takes revenge. The envoy should also understand that Wu Shengshan has been in friendship with the Tiannan Wang family for thousands of years. Since the other party has proposed this kind of thing, it is definitely not easy to refuse here. This is the reason why the mountain owner refuses to meet you. "

(End of this chapter)