Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 573 The world is so close

   "Could it be the son of Buddha!"

  The obscure Zen master exclaimed.

  Patriarch Mi Jian said noncommittally with a smile on his face: "The last time the golden light of teaching was shining was six hundred years ago."

   "When the 'Lianzong' established the sect successfully!"

  Lianzong is also the "Pure Land Sect" in Buddhism.

  This sect began six hundred years ago with Zen Master Huiyuan of Donglin Temple.

  Specialize in the samadhi of reciting the Buddha's name, and will be reborn in the West at the same time.

  It is pointed out that the world is turbid and relying on "self-reliance" to get rid of difficulties is a "difficult path", and advocates "taking advantage of the power of Buddha's vows" ("other power") to be reborn in the Pure Land.

   Like the ‘Xin Sect’, it is also a branch sect of Zen.

   "Successful Lizong?!"

   "Auspicious puja?!"

   Almost instantly, Zen Master Huiming thought of the "Auspicious Dharma Conference" held at Daleiyin Temple.

  The word "Auspicious Dharma Assembly" is a taboo in Shasheng Temple.

  It’s all because two hundred years ago, the abbot, Huizhuo Zen Master, once overwhelmed the group of monks, and almost succeeded in establishing a sect.

  But at the last moment, he was questioned by Daleiyin Temple, so the abbot's success in establishing the sect fell short.

  After that, Zen Master Huizhuo was seriously injured, and there has been no movement since the retreat.

   And Shasheng Temple was closed for more than two hundred years because of this.

   It wasn't until Li Chen found the 'Red Lotus Karmic Fire' from the secret realm of the Sea of ​​Blood, and urged the killing of the Red Lotus, that the Shasheng Temple rekindled the incense.

   "Uncle Master means... Buddha disciples participated in the auspicious ceremony."

   "And successfully established the clan at the auspicious ceremony!"

  After Zen Master Hui Que finished speaking, his face was still full of disbelief.

  He subconsciously looked to the side, and met Zen Master Huiming's eyes, his eyes were full of shock.

   "I, Shashengji, finally got what I wanted!"

   "Amitabha!"

  The obscure Zen master bowed deeply towards the west with tears in his eyes.

   At the same time, the empty nest monastery.

  Lonely Chan Master, as usual, was about to use his innate qi to wash Huaisheng's tendons and marrow.

  Suddenly a golden light fell on the top of his head, and suddenly Zen sounds came from his ears.

  Lonely Zen master was full of surprise: People are sitting in the house, but chances come from heaven?

   Huaisheng stared at a pair of monkey eyes, looking at the lonely Zen master whose body was shining with golden light, he was shocked: I am afraid that the old man is going to become a Buddha?

   It shouldn't be!

  …

  The golden light of teaching karma is the gift of heaven to reward inheritance.

   And Lichen has two masters, so the Heavenly Dao will not favor one over the other.

  In Xuan Jingsi, thousands of miles away, drunkard Qu Huanbo took off the gourd from his waist and filled all the cups in front of him.

  While Jiu Chi is full of pain.

  Mistake, misstep!

   At the beginning, they shouldn’t have owed favors, but they were fooled by the surname Pei to the Xuanjing Division. Not to mention that they were too busy all day long to keep their feet clean, and they squeezed their own wine every day.

  Especially that one, who came here every now and then, even if he had a wine pool, he was almost wiped out.

  Weighing the wine gourd in his hand, Qu Huanbo wanted to cry, but no tears: Good apprentice, master misses you.

   Opposite Qu Huanbo, there are seven or eight figures standing at this time.

  In the middle of the figure, a middle-aged man with a majestic face is sitting.

  He looked at the amber wine in front of him, and his taste buds salivated.

  Ever since he drank the fine wine that Li Chen brought over, Emperor Zhou has a soft spot for this fairy monkey wine.

  I feel uncomfortable if I don’t drink for a day.

  Although the little monk Lichen is not in Shendu, his master Jiu Chi is in the Xuanjing Division.

  So now, Zhou Tianzi must come to Xuanjing Division every day.

   "Mei Di is very ~ Mei Di is very ~"

  Tianzi Zhou picked up the fine wine, and just sniffed it lightly on his nose, his face flushed slightly.

  He seemed to have inexhaustible energy all over his body.

  Xianhou'er wine is brewed by Tianlu monkeys from the world's spiritual fruits after all, and it has been fermented to stimulate the spirit energy in it.

  So not only is it delicious, but its efficacy is no less than that of natural treasures.

  Tianzi Zhou took a sip of the drink and sipped it, but unfortunately he still couldn't hold it back, and the second sip was boring.

   "Ha, I didn't taste anything."

   After speaking, he put the empty wine glass in front of Qu Huanbo.

  Seeing this, Qu Huanbo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and thought to himself: The longest road I have traveled is the way of the emperor's old son.

  Looking at the wine glass that was empty in the blink of an eye, Qu Huanbo had to fill it up again.

   "Ahem, Your Majesty, too much alcohol can hurt your health."

  Zhou Tianzi ignored his nonsense and directly picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

   "Well, I just got a taste."

   "It seems that Aiqing's wine has to be renamed."

  Qu Huanbo smiled uglier than crying: "Please give me a name from Your Majesty."

  Zhou Tianzi smiled and said:

   "This king drinks this wine, um, three cups will have the taste."

   "How about changing it to 'Three Cups in Your Bosom'?"

   After speaking, he put the wine glass in front of Qu Huanbo.

  The corner of Qu Huanbo's mouth twitched: Are you changing the name of the wine? I don't even want to break you!

   I had no choice but to fill another cup.

  The name 'Three Cups into the Bosom' is fortunately conservative. If it were named 'Thousand Cups Not Drunk', the consequences would be disastrous...

  Apprentice, when will you come to see me as a teacher?

  If you don’t come again, the gourd of being a teacher will be empty.

  嗡~

   While Qu Huanbo was thinking wildly, suddenly a golden light descended from the sky, covering him directly.

   In the flash of this scene, even the few people on the opposite side were taken aback.

"what is this?"

   "Is the drunkard going to be so angry?"

   "Ahem, it's not impossible, it's just a few glasses of wine, not so stingy."

   "How many glasses of wine do you have, how many glasses do you have each~"

   "Wait, this golden light has its own Zen sound, this is..."

   "This is the Golden Light of Education!"

   "Auspicious Puja!"

  As soon as these words came out, someone from the Xuanjing Division invited out the 'Tianya Mirror'.

  The end of the world mirror, the end of the world is so close.

  This mirror can illuminate thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, showing everywhere.

   is a piece of Xuanjing Sitian word mirror.

  Just for a moment, the mirror light is projected into the void, reflecting a real illusion.

  The picture is a stretch of mountains, densely packed.

  These peaks are very thin, and there is a monk sitting on each peak.

   At first glance, it is the Lizong debate in the Auspicious Dharma Assembly.

   "It really is an auspicious ceremony."

   "Lizong debate!"

  Everyone looked around, only to see a clean figure of a monk standing on the highest Zhizhi Peak.

  He clasped his hands together, with a calm demeanor, and whispered a Zen sound.

   "It's called 'Xinzong'!"

  Buddhist Xinzong was born!

  A Buddhist ‘master’ appeared in Dazhou!

  The golden light of teaching karma is the gift of heaven for inheritance, and it naturally contains the way of breakthrough.

   Legend has it that as long as you are taught by the golden light to wash your tendons and marrow, you will never encounter bottlenecks in the future.

  Everyone looked enviously at the golden light on Qu Huanbo's body.

  Who made him a good apprentice?

   I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when the picture of the Tianya Mirror was circulating, it was falling on the face of the monk Leiyin Fozi Zhengjue.

  A cold face came into everyone's eyes.

   "The Eighth Prince!"

  Different from the piety in the eyes of other monks, there seems to be an inexplicable obsession hidden in the eyes of this disciple of Leiyin Buddha.

   Zhou Tianzi looked at this familiar face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and heard a faint cold snort.

  …

   On the floating cloud flying boat.

  Monk Xinguang looked at his outstretched palm, frowning.

   "No, no."

   "This hexagram is wrong!"

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  (end of this chapter)