Suzaku

: Tombstone Inscription

“Dry”

Yi Tianxing, who finally went berserk, gave a middle finger to the poor Puxian Bodhisattva in white.

A Bodhisattva is a Bodhisattva, he is not a mortal, he just did what he said, and slapped Yi Tianxing’s forehead with a palm, the hand was soft and weak, without the slightest wind, but gently brushed Yi Tianxing’s forehead with his fingers .

In this short moment, Yi Tianxing thought of at least three ways to break the palm, but he didn’t dare. When he met this great bodhisattva who still retained the first physical body, facing the supreme supernatural power, he If he wants to avoid this palm, he must strike with all his strength, and he can’t predict what the result of the strike with all his strength is. Naturally, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva will not have too much malice towards him. If he resists with all his strength, maybe If Samantabhadra Bodhisattva gets angry for a moment and uses his true skills, then he will be miserable.

So he remained motionless obediently, and suffered the slap for life.

Puxian Bodhisattva’s withered hand gently pressed his head, the cool and dry touch made Yi Tianxing’s scalp tingle for a while.

After the numbness, a stream of cool light slowly poured into Yi Tianxing’s body along the withered hand.

The stream of light penetrated from the top of his head, down his neck, and exploded with a buzzing sound between his chest and abdomen.

It exploded into thousands of fragments, each fragment glowing brightly, flowing slowly in his body.

Just like fireflies all over the sky, captured by the skillful hands of young girls in the veil, they dance slowly in the veil.

Yi Tianxing’s body is this veil.

The jade plate inside his belly, which has been tempered into a red sun, seems to have some kind of gravitational force, attracting these fireflies to attach to it softly, just like a cute girl in a gauze tent.

The fluorescent colors gradually converge, and the red sun colorizes, gradually softening.

Yi Tianxing practiced the convenience method of Guiyuan Temple since he first learned Taoism, and the Sanwei Sutra of Sitting Meditation that he learned without a teacher. At that time, there was a real fire life wheel in his body, burning blazingly. lasting. Later, he learned the supreme Dao formula from Qin Zi’er, the three-stage seven-star fighting method, summoning the real Suzaku to fly above his head, and a Dao heart was born in his body.

The heart of the Tao is like a green lotus, and the fire wheel is like a red jade plate.

After the six valleys, inspired by Suzaku’s hostility, he got something again. The green lotus bloomed, wrapped the red jade plate, and then cracked every inch of it, finally creating the red sun wheel in his body.

Every change is an improvement in cultivation.

At this time, after receiving the empowerment of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, I don’t know what changes will occur in the body.

After an unknown amount of time, Yi Tianxing slowly woke up from his meditation.

He quietly practiced the Heart Sutra to observe himself, and found that the red sun in his body had disappeared without a trace, and what appeared in place was a faint object.

That thing exudes a faint light, but people can’t describe its shape.

I just feel very quiet and peaceful.

Bodhicitta

The light in Yi Tianxing’s eyes soared, he stood up, thought for a while, and grabbed the bird’s tail with his left fist.

After every opportunity, he would look for an opportunity to replay the Taijiquan he learned in Gaoyang County when he was a child.I have seen the power of his Dao Xin after he first formed.

In the small secret room, he calmed down and punched slowly.

Standing with his fists back, he frowned slightly and wondered, “Why doesn’t the change seem to be slightly less powerful?”

But the aura emanating faintly from that Bodhi Heart made him know that it must be unusual. Although it seemed that it didn’t help the cultivation method, he had completely absorbed the information passed by Samantabhadra Bodhisattva at the moment of empowerment earlier, and he knew it clearly. How did the virtuous Bodhisattva of Truth spend hundreds of years in this Tibetan plain.

Experience and knowledge are all necessary to increase cultivation. Yi Tianxing knows that what he has gained today will definitely be of great help to him in the future.

He returned to the ground and respectfully bowed to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

“In ancient times there was a master of Chinese characters, and the Bodhisattva is my one-day teacher.

The deep scar on Puxian Bodhisattva’s face trembled slightly, and some pus oozes faintly. Even so, it is still surrounded by Buddha’s light, and the yaksha image spreads compassionate thoughts.

“it’s time.”

Puxian Bodhisattva smiled slightly and titheed to Ye Xiangseng.

Ye Xiangseng returned the salute with a certain joy on his face.

With this sentence, the chamber of secrets changed again. The beams creaked slightly and slowly separated, as if being pulled apart by an invisible giant hand, revealing the blue sky above.

“I haven’t seen this day for a long time.” Samantabhadra Bodhisattva said softly, his eyes fixed on the sky above his head.

The beams of the house slowly separated, and in the faint light, they changed back to the appearance of leaves, and the colors of the lacquer paintings on the walls above the beams also slowly peeled off, turning into countless variegated weeds.

But within a few moments, the secret room has disappeared, and all of them have turned into branches and grass.

And the three of them happened to be sitting upright among the grass.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva gently touched the grass beside him, and said with a smile: “The Buddha said that I was too persistent, so my blessings were not as good as Manjusri. That’s right, the grass is close to me, but I haven’t touched it for hundreds of years. Read it, it’s true.”

Yi Tianxing knew that he had been living here in seclusion in order to avoid the pursuit of the Great Strength Bodhisattva. Even though he lived in the illusion of vegetation, he couldn’t see the real face of the vegetation, so he couldn’t help feeling sad.

Puxian Bodhisattva stretched out his withered hands, clasped them lightly, and said softly to the side of the grass: “I have lived here for five hundred years, and I have worked hard for dozens of generations, and my mind is not at ease. Please accept a gift.”

He bowed his head slightly.

There were more than a dozen lamas kneeling outside the grass, and some servant women. The leading lama was the Ninth Karma Rinpoche who only had a half-tongued tongue. Except for him, those who came down were all young lamas and some old and frail people.

Hearing what Puxian Bodhisattva said, these people outside the grass kowtowed.

From the day when Tashilhunpo Monastery was built, these people have been serving Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, fearing that inadvertently revealing the news that Bodhisattva is here will lead to great disasters. After solving this puzzle and calling Yi Tianxing, Nine Karma Rinpoche spoke in the valley behind the six places.

“Although it is impossible to say that it is not suffering, it is not necessary to suffer if the body is broken.”

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva looked at these people who had been silently guarding them, with a burst of compassion on his face: “From now on, you will no longer be bound by this oath.”

The face of the Bodhisattva shone brightly, and fresh blood gradually oozes from the broken body, staining the white clothes.

The grassland is shrouded in a compassionate Buddha light.

A dozen people beside the grass hooted and found that the tongue in their lips had grown back

Surprised, these people naturally thought that the Bodhisattva showed supernatural powers at this time, and obviously no longer feared the threat of some people.

In other words, the Bodhisattva is ready to go

The dozen or so people were filled with grief, and kowtowed to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva in the middle of the grass.

Puxian Bodhisattva shook his head lightly, and said with a smile, “This is a pleasure, why be sad, it’s just that the time has come.”

He gently stretched out his left hand, spreading it flat to the sky.

Ruyi suddenly appeared in his hand, with a faint light.

There was a gust of wind in the arena.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Yi Tianxing Ye Xiang suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The lamas kowtowed to the ground and chanted sutras.

Yi Tianxing only felt a lightness in his body, not the lightness of qinggong, but seemed to lose all material sensations in an instant, and drifted away with the wind lightly, not knowing where to go.

After he stabilized his figure, he opened his eyes and saw a piece of white.

The cold wind is blowing, with snow particles in the middle.

In the distance is a group of mountains, all of which are covered with white snow, with occasional crests revealing the black rocks below that look like sharp teeth of ghosts and gods.

And right now, he was sitting on the highest snow peak among the mountains, with snow falling beside him, snow under his body, snow everywhere, snow that never melted for thousands of years.

Looking back, Puxian Bodhisattva was reciting something softly with his eyes closed. Ye Xiangseng was sitting beside him, looking at Bodhisattva with a little reluctance, his face was slightly blue.

Ye Xiangseng didn’t wear much, and he didn’t know where the snow peak was, and the cold wind was blowing so hard that it was several times colder than the Tibetan plain.

Yi Tianxing knew that Ye Xiang’s physical body couldn’t resist the low temperature at this time, so he quickly moved over, stretched out his hand gently, and spit out a hot glow, gently wrapping his whole body.

Samantabhadra slowly opened his eyes and asked softly:

“Yi Tianxing, what else do you want to ask?”

At this time, the Bodhisattva no longer called him a good teacher, nor did he call him a good fortune, but only called him by his real name.

Yi Tianxing is nothing but Yi Tianxing.

This is what the Bodhisattva has always reminded him.

Yi Tianxing knew that the Bodhisattva was going to give up his physical body and fall back into reincarnation. He thought for a moment that he had just met this Bodhisattva and talked about it, and that he would have to say goodbye immediately. After this farewell, the Bodhisattva did not know how many lifetimes he would have to practice before he could regain his memory and regain his position as a Bodhisattva. , let alone when to meet him.

Just like life and death.

Thinking of this, Yi Tianxing felt a little sad, but knowing that this was not the time to be sad, he frowned slightly and thought about it: “What if the Great Strength Bodhisattva finds Ye Xiang?”

If Puxian Bodhisattva is gone, the target of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva will naturally be Manjushri Bodhisattva who is slowly waking up from a thousand-year dream.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva looked at Ye Xiangseng with soft eyes, and said: “Every living being has its own calamity. Although the Bodhisattva claims to have escaped the six-cycle cycle, it is not. Some calamities will naturally come when they should come.”

Ye Xiangseng made a small gesture to express his understanding.

Yi Tianxing thought for a while and said, “I think Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva will come to me one day.”

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva laughed and said, “You are an ant, and he is an elephant.”

Yi Tianxing also smiled very happily: “It seems that the current me is not enough to make them vigilant. This is a good thing, this is a good thing.” Even if the wind and snow poured into his mouth, it could not stop him from being happy The laughter echoed on the top of the snow peak.

It is indeed a good thing, it seems that my previous life was not well-known, and it may not be a bad thing at all.

He asked again: “Two bodhisattvas went down to the earth to look for the Buddha, one fell into reincarnation after being scattered, and the other lived in secluded Tibet after being seriously injured. Presumably, some other bodhisattvas and arhats have descended to the world, and the Taoists have also done something similar. The matter of Great Strength Bodhisattva.” He knew that time was running out, so he hurriedly asked: “I once thought about finding out the root cause of the matter, but I have traveled around the great temples in the Central Plains, but I have not found a trace of Buddha nature. It’s weird, Bodhisattva, please tell me, where did those arhats go? Even if their physical bodies are destroyed, their Buddha nature is immortal, so they can’t be brought into the underworld.”

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva came down to the world early, and he has never used his spiritual consciousness to explore the world, so this is the first time he heard about this, and Qi Rongjian couldn’t help but get up: “Unexpectedly, there are so many people who have also suffered hardships.”

He slowly raised his dead tree-like right hand and flexed his index finger with difficulty.

After a while, he slowly said: “It turns out that there are other people in the world, who can’t imagine that the body can become a Buddha.” Then the corners of his lips twitched, showing a smile: “It’s just that this method is a little bit.”

Suddenly stopped.

The Bodhisattva refused to say it clearly, so Yi Tianxing was naturally not easy to ask.

“After I go back to the provincial capital, I will ask the master what he and the Buddha said in the orchard.” Yi Tianxing knew that the time for separation was coming, and said sincerely, intending to comfort Puxian Bodhisattva .

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva chuckled and said, “That old monkey was born in the sky. Even if Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta sees him, he may still have a headache. I am really looking forward to it. Seeing the great sage get out of the cage and re-enter the heavenly realm, the Western Paradise What will the pure land look like, but it will still be clean.”

At this time, Samantabhadra, who had been forced to live in seclusion for five hundred years, finally showed a trace of resentment.

As soon as the resentment came out, the snow on the top of the peak suddenly became heavier, and the cold air became even worse. It was extremely cold like a cold abyss in the ghost world.

Puxian Bodhisattva closed his eyes slightly, and sighed: “My heart is full of hostility, and I am gradually falling.” She shook her head again: “Sure enough, it is time to go.”

The Bodhisattva slowly loosened his white clothes, revealing his thin and frail body–horribly skinny hands, his lower body twisted like a broken log, plus the hideous and terrifying big hole between his chest and abdomen, together with the bone scars all over his body, It looked really scary.

“Put it aside.” Puxian Bodhisattva folded his white clothes neatly with his withered hands, stroked them lightly, and handed them to Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing took his white clothes and remained silent.

Pusha’s naked body sat cross-legged on the cold snow, and his body full of defects made a slight sound when it came into contact with the snow particles.

The snow didn’t melt at all, it seemed that the Bodhisattva’s body was colder than the snow.

“Yi Tianxing, thank you.”

Puxian Bodhisattva gave Yi Tianxing a meaningful look, and put his hands together.

The skinny and anxious hands were clasped together in front of his chest, which was very ugly.

But Yi Tianxing felt that Heshi’s hands were like winter plum branches in winter, trembling slightly in the wind, very beautiful, with a beauty that contained strength.

He gritted his teeth, knelt in the snow, kowtowed to the Bodhisattva, and murmured: “This is a great sin.” The three-flavored sutra of sitting meditation disappeared, and the bodhi seeds in his body shone brightly, and suddenly turned into a wheel of fire. , spouting infinite sky fire.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva’s face full of scars gradually showed peace of mind, his withered lips moved slightly, and he said softly, “It’s not a big sin, but a great merit.”

The sky fire can melt into the world, rushing out from Yi Tianxing’s palms, the red pole has no charm of scarlet, but it gradually becomes incandescent, and the color is pure and pure.

Two extremely high-temperature blazing daytime flames, like two fire tornadoesTo the emaciated and deformed body of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

Ye Xiangseng chanted sutras softly, bowed his head and remained silent.

Yi Tianxing closed his eyes, unable to bear to witness.

When the flame touched the Bodhisattva’s body, there was no smell of burning. The temperature of the sky fire was too high, and it suddenly turned the part of the body that was in contact with the flame into a cloud of green smoke.

Amidst the blue smoke, light suddenly shone.

Yi Tianxing slowly opened his eyes, only to see the top of the snow peak covered with a layer of Buddha light.

Amidst the Buddha’s light, hidden treasured statues of Bodhisattvas appeared.

When Samantabhadra Bodhisattva disappeared, a precious statue appeared, with a lotus on the left and a sword on the right, followed by a white elephant behind him. The ethereal shadow seemed to go away with the wind at any time.

The Bodhisattva statue looked solemn, with soft lips slightly parted, and said to Ye Xiangseng:

“That year you asked me: There are people in the world who slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, belittle me, and belittle me, how do I deal with it?”

Sitting on the snow, Ye Xiang said softly: “The Bodhisattva said at that time, just endure him, let him, avoid him, let him, bear him, respect him, and ignore him. In a few years, just look at him.” .”

This was during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty. Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva incarnated in Hanshan, Master Shide lived next to each other in Zhongtaizhou. This dialogue has been widely circulated in the world.

Puxian Bodhisattva laughed loudly and said: “It’s easy to save others, but it’s difficult to save yourself. I can endure and avoid, but I can’t respect it. Now hundreds of years have passed, but I can’t see him. You can watch it for me.” .”

Wherever the voice fell, the Bodhisattva statue scattered without reason.

On the top of the fallen snowy peak, under the cold sky, it turns into countless light spots, and sprinkles lightly on this land.

The peak in the sky was lonely.

The Bodhisattva is no longer in this world.

Only the neatly folded white coat was left beside Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing kowtowed to the empty snow peak.

“At the time of Haoge’s frenzy, the cold,

Seeing the abyss in the sky,

Seeing nothing in all eyes,

Saved from hopelessness. ”

The last few sentences are from the inscription on Lu Xun’s tomb. Lin Yutang once called Lu Xun a white elephant.

As I wrote this, I suddenly thought of it. :