I Honor

Thirty-Six

Shiwei is September, which belongs to the third autumn. Seeing the red mountains all over the mountains, feeling the sky is high and the air is refreshing. It is a rare travel season.

Shaolin Dominates Martial ArtsNiu Er, also a Zen Buddhist, did not take the entire mountain range as his own, forbidding the entry and exit of chaifu hunters and herb pickers, so in the depths of the back mountain there are often outsiders who catch poison and practice kung fu, and there are tourists in the front mountain from time to time , until after the half-mountain Pavilion, close to the site of the courtyard, there are deacon monks patrolling, rejecting idlers and others to go further.

At this time, there was still some distance from the Banshan Pavilion. Hutuktu could hear the sound of birds chirping in his ears. When he raised his eyes, he could see the white mist in the valley, the evergreen trees for thousands of years, and the red maple leaves. From time to time, tourists come or come back, everything is so leisurely, seeing the true interest in the ordinary, so that he, who has the title of “living Buddha”, can’t help wandering in it, feeling the meaning of impermanence, enjoying the rare world of mortals. , at peace.

This kind of feeling made him restrain his breath, just like an ordinary old monk, like a tourist who can be seen everywhere, ordinary and peaceful, contented, without the slightest sense of dharmakaya, so that no one recognizes or finds the number one in the previous year’s list “Living Buddha” Hutuktu came to Shaolin.

At this moment, in this state, Hutuktu finally has a sense of mellowness and completeness. This is the clear and clear meaning inside and outside that cannot be given by forty years of retreat, healing and submerged cultivation. The opportunity seems to be faintly visible. as if it could come anytime

Step by step, Hutuktu’s body and mind slowly improved, and he was no different from tourists. He could already foresee that he would push the feeling of roundness and perfection to the peak when he arrived at the main gate of Shaolin. There is no better realization than this.

Because of this, when he first met on the way, he didn’t pay much attention to the man in green robe with gray sideburns and the woman in light yellow dress holding a sword. Apart from remnants of Buddha’s spirit, the former also looked ordinary, just like the one he met just now. Most of the tourists are here, but the sword-wielding woman is fierce and restrained. He can be regarded as a rare strong man in the world, but in his own eyes, he is also an object that does not need to be paid attention to.

In this way, he was in high spirits. Looking forward to the confidence and momentum accumulated from victories against old “friends” and new “friends”, “casually” passed them by, and the other party did not seem to notice that the current “living Buddha” was passing by them side pass.

Things have been so perfect until this time, peaceful and peaceful, without accidents. Everything is developing as expected, and the light of the future shines into my heart.

However, at this time, Hutuktu made a decision that affected the general trend of the world and completely reversed his expected life trajectory.

There used to be a beautiful development in front of him, but he didn’t cherish it. He didn’t understand the importance of the choice until he lost it. He needed to think twice, even though the choice seemed so insignificant at the time.

After brushing past the man and woman in peace, Hutuktu took a few steps. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he recognized which sect the special sharpness in the breath of the woman with the sword belonged to.

Do you want to say hello to Xijiange? This insignificant choice appeared in his mind.

This matter is irrelevant, and the importance of challenging Kongwen is not the same, so there is no need to say hello.

Anyway, it’s just a trivial matter, it just happens to be a related person of the old man, how can he not say hello, walk in brocade clothes at night, and in his current state, it’s best to do what he thinks without disturbing his mood. Destroy the perfect and round state.

Two thoughts flashed at the same time, Hutuktu made a choice in an instant, and greeted the half-step dharma body of Xijiange, but the man in green robe beside her was insignificant.

He turned his head. Looking at Jiang Zhiwei with a smile, she said:

“I haven’t been in the world for many years. I didn’t expect that Xijiange poured out such talents. Zhou Taichong is fine now.”

Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi stopped, and turned to look at this tall, thin, ordinary old monk dressed like a Buddhist outside the Great Wall. They didn’t realize it when they didn’t pay much attention just now. Looking at it now, I find that there is light gold hidden under his dark skin, his eyes are blue like glass, and he has a strange charm that does not belong to the world or the reality. Not ordinary.

Jiang Zhiwei, a Dharma body outside the Great Wall, glanced at Meng Qi thoughtfully, and saw him sizing him up with a smile, admiring him, so he asked seriously, “But the current living Buddha, Venerable Hutuktu?”

“It’s the old monk.” Hutuktu nodded slightly, “You have already half-stepped the Dharma body at a young age, and Xijian Pavilion has produced good talents. Although the old monk has been in seclusion for many years, his own disciples often tell about the world. I’ve never heard of someone like you”

His tone was calm, and he didn’t see the high popularity of both good and evil.

“It turned out to be Hutuktu. No wonder I didn’t notice how extraordinary he was just now when he was immersed in the mysterious realm and completely restrained his momentum.” Meng Qi said with emotion through voice transmission.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded and replied: “He is the last suzerain of the secret Buddhism. I fought a battle with his disciple Zhuanlun Living Buddha. Their lineage focuses on spiritual power and spiritual tempering. They practice the Three Kings of the Ming Dynasty. Martial arts are closer to supernatural powers. Pull people directly into the spiritual world to fight, go through all kinds of horrors, and if you don’t pay attention, you will get lost and sink into hell completely.”

She told Meng Qi all about her experience in fighting, and did not answer Hutuktu’s question, because she knew Meng Qi would speak up.

Meng Qi looked at Hutuktu with a smile, and cupped his hands: “It turns out that he is a Living Buddha. I don’t know why he came to Shaolin.”

His aura slowly spread out, like a sea eye, a place of chaos, which can be endlessThe ground sprays sea water or breeds all things.

Hutuktu’s blue-colored eyes froze, and his attention was completely diverted from Jiang Zhiwei.

It turned out to be a dharmakaya

I casually greeted the disciples of Xijiange and encountered the Dharma Body

And it’s a Dharma body I don’t know at all

For half a step, he thought to himself that he didn’t pay much attention to it because of closed-door healing.

“I don’t know where the benefactor is,” Hutuktu took the initiative to retreat from his round and perfect state.

His good psychic premonition told him that this is a very terrible enemy, and he should be stronger than Kongwen.

Meng Qi didn’t answer, instead he smiled and said: “The Living Buddha is hostile to the Central Plains, so if you come to Shaolin, you might go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so why not challenge Abbot Kongwen?”

“Exactly.” Hutuktu replied frankly, this is the self-confidence accumulated at the top of the Tianbang over the years.

Meng Qi lowered his hands naturally, his skin was as white as a warm and moist jade carving, his eyes seemed to contain thunder, and he looked at Hutuktu’s strange blue glass-like pupils. learn from each other”

“Good” Hutuktu did not show any weakness and was full of confidence.

Although I have a premonition that the other party is very powerful and terrifying, but my own Third King Ming Jue has also broken through the shackles, completely accomplished, and is expected to prove the Bodhisattva fruit status, and his cultivation and means are beyond normal imagination. He just needs a powerful enemy to arouse all the power. can

In his hand was a black wheel painted with strange patterns and inlaid with the seven treasures of Buddhism. Holding it in his hand, it seemed to be holding it for a day.

The sky and the earth changed suddenly, the beautiful scenery of the mountains around Meng Qi disappeared, and the Shaolin Temple that he sensed also disappeared.

Hutuktu stood in mid-air, showing the “Golden Body of King Jiang III”, with three faces and eight arms, the whole body was blue, with invisible flames of anger burning, and different seals on the palms, there was a strange and deep feeling in the majesty and sacredness .

“The third king’s wheel.” Hutuktu said loudly, introducing the magic weapon in his hand.

The “surrender” of the golden body of King Ming of the third generation is not the surrender of landing, but the surrender of surrender. It can surrender the meaning of greed, anger, hatred and poison in the past, present, and future lives. It is best at the power of mind and spirit. Just as Fudo Myoko is the incarnation of Dainichi Tathagata, it is said that he happens to restrain each other with Dazizai Tianzi. Therefore, many statues of Fudo Mingwang will place things symbolizing Dazizai Tianzi at the feet.

Because of this, the Great Zizai Emperor’s fantasy shines into reality, while Jiang III Mingwang directly pulls people into fantasy, into the spiritual world. This kind of battle is really mysterious, and sometimes the victory or defeat is only related to one’s own spiritual cultivation. , regardless of the actual boundary

At this very moment, Hutuktu has already pulled Meng Qi into his heart and spiritual world with the aid of the Third Ming King Wheel.

Here, Hutuktu is the master, and within a certain range, what you think will come true. To be continued.

S: I originally wanted to finish writing this