Museum of Demons

The Buddha's light flows, clear and peaceful.

The master of Buddhism seeks emptiness to see nature, observes all phenomena in the world, and many Dharma doors. Seeing the appearance of living beings, seeing the appearance of heaven and earth, seeing the non-signature of all appearances, you can see me. If it is an ordinary monk, saying this sentence is undoubtedly two words fart!

But in the true sense, I have traveled 100,000 miles, seen heaven and earth, and seen all beings.

Finally opened up a school, the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, seeing the eyes, Shi Tanran said that the fierce uncle Xuanzang said, this sentence is no longer an empty talk, a pure-blooded Buddha lJ-V machine, or more importantly, a Buddhist school The kind of power that is specifically aimed at clear mind and view, and promises not to be me, helps Jue to suppress the distortion of the ego by the turbid air for a short time.

Xuanzang you, you are not

Jue rubbed her eyebrows with her fingers and asked in disbelief.

"Amitabha, Xuanzang has naturally become seated, and what he sees in this body is only the last thought."

Xuanzang lowered his eyes and smiled, and pointed at the pagoda of Daci'en Temple. His parietal relic is there.

The monk turned around and motioned for the girl to follow him. Ji Yufeng said his body 1, then said that behind the monk in gray robes, Xuanzang's feet were like clouds, a gloomy and cold air that separated Nifein's soul, and he paced. Going forward: "When I saw you for the first time, Banxin still couldn't see your heels and feet, and didn't know your origin.

Quite arrogant thief. "

"Afterwards, the cultivation base gradually grew, and I saw a little bit."

"Of course, at that time, I could only vaguely see that you were not a mortal person, and you were all wrapped up in pure air."

"However, who would have thought that you actually came from the hereafter?"

Xuanzang's spiritual awareness casually said this sentence.

Jue's expression changed slightly.

The monk laughed and said, "I wanted to tell you this for a long time, but it really surprised you."

"Ha ha ha ha.

"However, the reason why the poor monk can see the origin of your heels is not all because of my cultivation."

"It's because the donor Gengchen once brought a rubbing of Hetu Luoshu to record the so-called catastrophe of the world, and because of the pictures he saw in the Hetu Luoshu, Yuan decided to follow Gengchen to Kunlun Mountain. Finally, send him to reincarnation." What Xuanzang said was exactly what happened when the **** general Gengchen appeared in front of them for the first time.

"Yuan was in it and saw the scene of all things being destroyed."

The monk smiled and said: "The strength of the Yuan seen in the picture has far exceeded the cognition of the poor monk. The legendary gods and Buddhas appeared together, probably nothing more than that. At that time, he The weapon used is not a sword."

"It's a battle axe." "The handle of the battle axe seems to be swept away by a magic weapon similar to a battle flag."

"And there's another criterion that appears in that—the curtain is your death."

Xuanzang stopped and looked at Jue, and said, "At that time, Yuan and Gengchen valued Jie Mie himself more, and I did the same, but then I suddenly thought that a leaf falls and you know the world is autumn. The appearance of these things may also be a sign of this catastrophe, so the poor monk has left some behind."

"If the catastrophe comes, it may be able to shelter one or two."

"This is Yu Gong's."

Jue said: "So, this ray of your spiritual thoughts was originally intended to deal with the catastrophe and come out for me, which is really a waste."

The monk raised his chest with one hand and said with a long smile: "This is wrong. What is left for all living beings is strength, which has never been used."

"And the poor monk is just here for you."

Xuanzang folded his hands together and said, "If you die, the pain Yu Yuan will experience is no different from the calamity of heaven and earth."

"As an older brother, shouldn't it be a matter of course to save my younger brother's catastrophe?"

"If it can save you, then it will save another person."

Jue said: "This"

Xuanzang smiled and comforted: "It's just that I deliberately left a little selfishness in order to save Yuan's world."

The goddess said: "Does Mahayana also have selfishness?

Xuanzang said: "The Mahayana Heaven will not have selfishness, nor does the Buddha. Because that is a perfect image imagined by countless believers and people."

"Nature is tall, wise, wise, and free from flaws and mistakes."

"But Tang Xuanzang will meet, so will Shakyamuni, because Xuanzang is only a mortal body, he is a mortal with flesh and blood, and has family and people. How can a mortal have no selfishness? Did you just try to persuade me? , keep the strength to deal with the catastrophe, and should not be divided into your affairs, the clear air of the sky, the state of mind without me is a good thing, but it also loses a little obsession."

The old monk smiled and said, "How can people have no selfishness?"

"You, the fairy energy is too heavy, like a wind, and it seems to be leaving immediately."

"It's not good, it's okay to argue about everything."

Jue looked at the bustling and bustling Chang'an City, where people came and went, and said, "Do you want to fight for Buddhism too?"

Xuanzang said: "Buddhism and Taoism are just looking for a concept to solve life and death, and to solve the world, Taoism is free, and Buddhism is empty, but in fact there is still a struggle. When fighting, you must have obsessions, otherwise, you only know how to fight. Forget yourself, and if you don’t have a big fight in the world, you say you have to let go, detach yourself, and be at ease. You want to be free and easy, is that free and easy?”

"The poor monk thinks that you can still fight for it."

He raised his palm slightly, the flowing Buddha light was peaceful, and his voice was broad and said: "Your cultivation base and power body are actually higher than mine."

"All the poor monk can do is to leave you with a little reminder and a little chance, and remember not to be obsessed with the foreign minister and maintain your original heart."

"Your gong body is wind?

Xuanzang grinned and said, "The heart is like the wind, not as good as the sky."

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky, pointed to the thick cloud, and said, "Clear air and turbid air are just clouds and mists in the sky.

Sometimes white clouds are thousands of miles away, sometimes black clouds overwhelm the city, and occasionally there are auspicious clouds. "

"But the sky is still the sky."

"It won't change in the slightest because it's a white cloud or a dark cloud. In any case, these things are your power, control them, and don't be disturbed and influenced in the opposite direction. Of course, the clouds will gather and disperse, and it will rain. There will be wind, there will be thunder running, these are normal things, but the heart cannot be shaken."

The monk spoke softly and stretched out his hand.

The Buddhist aura left a golden pattern on Jue's palm.

Xuanzang saw that the girl's breath gradually returned to its original calm and coldness. He folded his hands, stared at the still prosperous city in the prosperous years of Kaiyuan, and sighed: "Chang'an City, it is still the same as before."

Jue returned the ceremony: "Thank you Master for your help."

Tang Xuanzang shook his head and said with a gentle smile: "When the end comes, it's better to call him He Yuan."

Jue paused.

He crossed his hands and said, "Thank you, big brother."

The monk nodded with a smile, thought for a while, pointed in one direction, and said peacefully: "The aura of Buddhism can only be suppressed for a while."

"You go in this direction and go all the way."

"Whether you can suppress the turbid air and maintain yourself, fate and catastrophe should be there."

Then he turned his head and looked at the last glorious and prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty. The backhand left in the Daci'en Temple still exists. Only when the crisis comes, can it break out. At this moment, I just watch it calmly. In this country where he was born and raised, when his eyes are closed, his hands are clasped together, and his fingers touch, his body is like a dream bubble and disappears.

Jue calmed down and moved in the direction of Xuanzang's dispersal - hand in hand again.

Immediately, he clearly recognized the direction Xuanzang had just pointed out. He rode the wind, and while his reason was still awake, he went with all his strength. It was an extremely long distance, and after being far away from Chang'an City, Jue only felt that her self-consciousness began to be impacted by the turbid world again.

It's just that it can be controlled now.

It is not like before, forcibly confronting it, causing internal friction of the soul.

He rode the long wind all the way, crossed the mountain, crossed the water, and when the soul once again felt the breath of the turbid world and was unwilling to fight back, Jue suddenly noticed the turbulent waves in his ears like the sound of thunder, and he came to the side of a big river. After a bit of identification, I immediately recognized that this was actually Huaishui, one of the four ditches.

The Huai River harmed Jun Wuzhiqi's territory.

Looking further forward, I happened to see a tall monk walking slowly, followed by a little novice.

The tall monk said slowly: "Is this place the Huai Shui?"

"Sure enough, as I expected, all the gods here have fallen asleep, but there are still sacrifices and offerings to them, and it is up to me to rectify them, and bring this sacrifice to the power of Huai Shui Woojun Wuzhiqi into me. body, reshape the golden body, and step into the realm of Buddha"

The little novice still hesitated and said, "Master, is it not good to do this?"

The tall monk said: "Hmph, there is nothing bad."

"That Tang Xuanzang, didn't he also overturn the entire Buddhist kingdom? How many relics did he get from debating the scriptures and debating the Buddha alone?"

"If not, how could there be so many Buddha relics in this Middle-earth Tang Dynasty?!"

Speaking of this, the tall monk gritted his teeth.

Obviously very unwilling.

Said: "Since he can take the relics of the Buddha Sakyamuni, why can't the poor monk take the incense of the Huai River to harm the king?"

"Besides, this is a wonderful method that the poor monk learned from the mouth of a god. What's wrong?"

The little novice wants to refute, this is the custom of the year, debating scriptures is equivalent to the collision of the great road, and even those who lose are even committing suicide. Xuanzang brought the relics in a dignified manner according to the custom of the year, but you are secretive. , deliberately deceive others and guide the incense.

Especially seeing the enthusiasm of the villagers who led the way next to him, and thinking of the eager hospitality of the villagers at these times, he couldn't bear it.

But the great monk named Sangha couldn't resist himself.

At this moment, the tall monk said solemnly: "Amitabha, there is indeed a threat here, it is a giant ape in ancient times, and now it seems to be stirring up the wind and rain, I am afraid there will be a big crisis." I can't believe it's going to be a disaster, but this monk has shown great powers before.

He hurriedly said: "I don't know what to do?" "Although our village is poor, we can still scrape together a lot of money.

Who knew that the monk Baoxiang solemnly said: "Poor monks don't want your money or property.'

"I just want you all to look at it together, the Buddhadharma is boundless."

Only after everyone has seen the scene of the Buddha's subjugation of the demon monkey, can they pull the incense, eat the incense of the Huai Shui disaster, and shape it into their own Buddhist golden body.

Oh, for the disciple's cultivation.

Patriarch, I will borrow your name. By your name, draw the power of the water monkey and achieve my golden body.

The monk didn't want money, which shocked the villagers. Seeing the turbulent waves, they quickly asked, "Who is it? Has this great power?" The Sangha put his hands together and solemnly said, "Amitabha."

"It is the Master Guanyin of the South China Sea.

The crowd was amazed.

The voice fell, and the Sangha was about to appear before him.

Suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Feeling that the pure and incomparable Buddhist streamer instantly invalidated his means, and even the turbulent waves that were deliberately stirred were smoothed out by the streamer.

Then the low voice of Zen lingered endlessly, and the complexion of the Sangha, who was trying to touch Wuzhiqi's heritage, changed suddenly.

The Sangha backed away, coughing up blood.

The crowd raised their eyes and exclaimed. "That, that is!"

"Really manifested, manifested."

Everyone bowed down in unison, but they were held up by Chang Feng, unable to bow down, and they were even more excited because of this change.

The vast sky has been completely obscured by the pale golden light, the sky is filled with auspicious clouds, and then the golden Buddha light flows and clears, the black hair falls, the face is cold and beautiful, and the peerless girl steps on the sky.

The golden lotus fell down step by step, the sleeve robes were slightly swept, and they came grandly.

His eyes were deep and his expression light.

The prosperity of the Buddha's light is far beyond what the Sangha can match.

The monk spurted blood from his mouth, in disbelief, and murmured:

"South China Sea'

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"Avalokitesvara?"

now

Gods, South China Sea!

"Anyway, it's still delicious."

"Ahem, although it's not as good as what I made myself, of course, it's also a good meal."

Wei Yuan smiled and took the chopsticks.

Chopsticks were also invented in the time of King Yu, because the guy from King Yu would be beaten when he reached out to take the meat, and he couldn't help but eat it as soon as it came out of the pot.

So in the end, King Yu, who was in a hurry, chose to cut down the branches and eat them.

Chopsticks came into being.

He first handed a pair to the white-haired girl.

Then when I took the chopsticks myself, my movement suddenly stopped slightly.

The bamboo chopsticks in his hand shattered, and one of them pierced his finger. The girl in white said, "Does it hurt so accidentally?"

The Taoist looked at a drop of blood oozing from his fingertips, but his movements were slightly stagnant.

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The Taoist's expression changed slightly, and he came to his senses.

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"Someone has an accident!"

PS: Today's second update

The Sangha of the Tang Dynasty crossed the Huaishui River eastward, and then led away the early events of the water monkey Huaishui incense. I don't know if everyone has no impression.

Gengchen met and gave the rubbing of Hetu Luoshu and the catastrophe in the world in Chapter 460

It was Yuan who saw Jue dying, holding a battle axe.

Battle Axe (Qing Qi of Heaven + Black and Turbid World Flag)