Legend of the Cultivation God

What is most puzzling is that there is no Sanskrit in other places of the longevity lamp, and there is no shape of the goddess and the dragon. Instead, there are layers of hustle and bustle like thousands of tiny clouds. The blue color of the longevity lamp is also a blue brilliance, which looks quite a bit strange.

The solid eyes turned the eye slightly, and with his gaze, the clouds also began to float, as if they were covered under the longevity lamp.

"Who is this?" At this time, Guzheng has stabilized his mind, and his body is not afraid to move. He only stares at the longevity lamp and shouts, "Since you have arrived here, why not come out to meet?"

"Hello? Hahaha..." The voice laughed loudly, and it sounded very hearty. "Small monk, you should call the old man donor right? You can't even hold the ring, how can you become a Buddha? More, If the old man does not have old eyes, the old man seems to have heard it... Is anyone here resentful of Manjushri?"

The solid truth does not change, and replied faintly: "Poverty is the way to protect my Buddha's door. It doesn't matter if you keep your mouth shut, as long as you can remove the Buddha from the Buddha... it is a great merit!"

"Is there no need to guard the Buddhist rule of the law?" The voice asked strangely. "Why don't the old man know?"

"Does the donor fear that it is not my Buddhist disciple?" Guzhen did not answer, but asked, "I don't even know such simple things?"

"It is not important for the old man to be a Buddhism disciple!" The voice said, "The important thing is that this temple of the longevity is built by Manjushri on the same day, and why did he build this temple in the bottom of the saint's river? Why? In the ancient ruins, the Changsheng Hall was built. How did he know that he built the Longevity Hall to offer his own relics, which the old man told him 100,000 years ago! It is precisely because of this that the old man accompanied his relics for 100,000 years. as long as!"

"Ten...100,000 years?" Guzhen was a bit stunned, and then he was a little curious in his heart.

"Yeah, little monk! Do you think that the testimony is so easy? Manjushri is a man of great wisdom, but also a man of great patience! He divided his relics into one here 100,000 years ago. Enshrined, Manjushri’s relics practiced 100,000 here. How much loneliness do you know? This is just the body of Manjushri 100,000 years ago. For the past 100,000 years, the body of Manjushri has been reincarnation several times. Do you know? Do you know the hardships of these dusts? You just have been practicing for more than two hundred years. What qualifications do you have to question the Bodhisattva?

"I...I..." Guzhen opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer it. Think about your own sufferings, and then think about the predecessors of people's kindness. They started to layout as early as 100,000 years ago. I really don't deserve it!

"Little monk, the practice is the heart, not the flesh! The pain of all is the suffering of the Buddha added to you. Your embarrassment, your envy and your hatred are obstacles to your practice, if you can not Examine these obstacles, even if the old man tells you the secret of Manjushri’s testimony, let you also give a relic to worship here, you can’t prove it!” The voice word is heartfelt and true face The green is uncertain.

"Amitabha, the disciple thanked the predecessors!" Gu Zhen’s hands clasped together, and he said, “The disciple is wrong! The disciple will start from today, cut off the anger in his heart, and ask the Buddha for the same purpose.”

"Good deeds..." The voice heard and was very happy. "If the young monk has this idea, the old man is also worthy!"

Finished. No more talking, urging the figure, flying over the gap in the stone wall, seems to be interested in leaving.

Seeing that this solid shape is on the edge of the gap, the long-life lamp is still burning, and no lights are flashing. It seems that it is very unconcerned for the solid departure.

It’s a little hesitant to step out of the gap. It was retracted, then he bowed his head and turned back to fly back.

Waiting for him to fall on the stone pillar, it is also a low voice: "Predecessors. Disciples have a question do not know when not to talk about?"

I know, the solid voice has been on the ground for a long time, and the previous voice has not been issued, as if it did not appear at all.

Gu Zhen’s face was slightly panicked, and he spoke two times, but there was no response in the longevity lamp.

"Plop", solidly worshipped on the ground, squatting, "predecessors! Disciples have already known that you are always my predecessor of Buddhism, previously a disciple's fault. Disciples are the danger of Xuan Shui Palace, the identity of the predecessors is unknown, The disciples of the predecessors did not dare to believe that the disciples’ departure was just a temptation, and they also hoped that their predecessors would understand!”

Speaking, Guzhen is also a bit of a good attitude.

"Oh, nothing!" The voice seemed helpless, and it was issued. "You get up! Who is the old man, you can fly and see it! If you are the first Buddha to arrive here in tens of thousands of years. Just rushing to your temptation, the old man will never help you again!"

"Yes, yes!" The voice appeared, and the solid heart finally landed, but he still did not dare to fly, but accompanied him with a smile. "Since the disciple is already wrong, the disciple does not dare to be a senior. The seniors can accompany Wenshu How can a Buddha be more than 100,000 years old, how could it not be my predecessor? Even if the predecessors did not shave, they are still predecessors in the hearts of the disciples!"

"Shaving? Hehe..." The voice faintly smiled. "The old man wants to shave, but in addition to the Buddha, which one can shave the old man?"

"Predecessors?" Really shocked, really do not understand the meaning of this voice.

"The little monk can come up and have a look!" The voice was faint and said.

He really hesitated. He wanted to see the true face of this voice, and he was afraid of his disappointment. When he thought about it, the voice said: "You are a little monk who is really abominable, why is your heart so much? Since you want to get the relics from the old man, why don't you trust the old man? Now the old man gives you the opportunity to see the true face of the old man, why are you afraid of the old husband?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Guzheng slightly stunned, accompanied by a smile. "It's not that the disciple is skeptical of the predecessor, but the disciple is thinking! The disciple is my Buddhist guardian, and can't condense the relic. To accommodate the karma, one of the disciples’ karma and merits in this life cannot enter the reincarnation with the disciple. How can the disciple be separated from the relic?

"Oh? Buddhism guarding the law... How many times did you have these ills?" The voice was very strange. "According to the old man's knowledge, this Manjushri Buddha was the guardian of Buddhism! How can he offer relics here?"

“How is it possible?” Gu Zhen’s big earthquake, anxious, “How could Manjushri be a Buddhist guard?”

"Small monk, your heart is blind, seeing your naked eye is also difficult? You have not seen the right hand of Manjushri?" The voice is like hating iron, and asked, "The sword in Manjushri’s hand is Why use it? Isn't it the devil's Buddha?"

"Oh, yeah, Xiao Yan really didn't think of it." When he thought of the sinister means of Manjushri's departure, the solid body shape was once again a big shock, and the face became more and more joyful.

"Little monk, look at the Wanfo figure of this Changsheng Temple!" The voice laughed. "I don't think it is a bodhisattva. It is the Buddha's Lord who has proved the Buddha's fruit. There are also many hands with swords! They all have The experience of doing Buddhism protection! Since they can become Buddha, why can't you?"

"Really... Really?" The voices of Guzheng’s joy are all embarrassing, "Predecessors... really know these secrets?"

"Haha, of course, the Buddha who has witnessed the fruit in front of the old man has gone more!" The voice laughed. "When these Buddhas prove their fruits, the experience and secrets of the sorcerer can be seen. You said that the old man knows What?"

"Ah? Seniors... Who is the predecessor?" Guzhen was really shocked, and his eyes were fixed on the long-lived lamp.

"You little monk, the old man let you see it, you still haven't come? Is it difficult for the old man to ask you?"

"Yes, yes, this is the disciple!" Guzhen did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly mobilized Xiangyun to fly in the air, but when his respectful eyes fell on the longevity lamp, he was stunned.

But see the green color of the longevity lamp, the golden yellow flame burns on it, the green one does not know what it is, but this thing is as clear as water, you can see the bottom at a glance, there is nothing inside. .

"Predecessors?" Guzhen look at the longevity lamp, but also look around, and even look at the top of the Buddha's figure.

"The old man is here!" As the old voice reappeared, but seeing a hint of sorrow in the green of the king, then gradually increased and began to produce a circle of ripples in the longevity lamp, and finally the ripples were rotated. The flame that brought it is also moving. Just in the eyes of a solid color, a dragon in the green color flies out in the longevity lamp!

"Ah??" Although Guzheng had long thought about a lot of possibilities, I could see that Tianlong, who was exactly the same as the time of Ci Hui’s testimony, couldn’t help but scream.

On that day, the dragon flew out of the longevity lamp, and the whole body burned with a golden flame, and it turned around the whole temple, and it fell into the longevity lamp! The slap-up faucet emerged from the oil lamp, and the flying flames burst forth. The familiar voice sprang out from the dragon's mouth: "How? Little monk, is the old man scared you?"

"Before...predecessors..." Gu Zhen said with some stuttering, "The disciples are really surprised, and the disciples can't think of their predecessors like this!"

Speaking of this, Guzhen tried to say: "Predecessors... Is it really the dragon of my Buddha country?"

"Hey, the old man is naturally a dragon!" Tianlong sighed, and the sly face actually gave Guzhen a kind of sorrow. "If it is traced back to the source, the old man is like you, it is the protection of the Buddha!"

"It is no wonder that the predecessors said that they have seen a lot of Buddha's testimony!" Gu Zhen suddenly realized, "The original predecessors were protecting the law for these Buddhas!"