Suzaku

Seven The Blue Lion Roars

Today’s Mount Wutai is exceptionally quiet. You can’t hear the bells, and you can’t smell the incense. On the mountainside, there is no ordinary sound. If there is a god who looks carefully, you can see tens of thousands of monks very respectful. Kneeling devoutly on the ground, kowtowing to some peak on the mountain.

The Wanghai Temple in Dongtai is facing the direction of the setting sun. The statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva is cast into a longer and longer shadow by the sun that is gradually going west. In the middle of the faint shadow, Ye Xiangseng closed his eyes and meditated.

The ordinary and unremarkable monk Wugou was shrouded in light and shadow all over his body, exuding a sense of tranquility.

A moment later, for no reason, the tall and solemn Bodhisattva statue disappeared into the air again.

Ye Xiangseng opened his eyes, a gleam of light appeared in the pupils.

After a while, he went to Lingying Temple in Beitai, where the statue of Wugou Manjusri was enshrined.

Visions happened again and again on Mount Wutai, and the Buddha’s light shone from the five peaks. At this time, the monks guarding the Yanjiao Temple finally knew that the Bodhisattva had already left this place.He went up the mountain, and the monks didn’t know what the Bodhisattva was doing, so how dare they go up to disturb him, so they knelt down and kowtowed to the mountain peak, respecting each other.

The precious statue of Wugou Manjusri also disappeared into the air, turned into countless clear lights, and then entered Ye Xiangseng’s body.

So far, there are only two mountains he has not visited, namely South Terrace and West Terrace. The Puji Temple and Falei Temple above are dedicated to Wisdom Manjusri and Lion Manjusri respectively.

Under the sun, Ye Xiangseng’s cassock was fluttering, like a god floating on the cloud, passing by the South Terrace, but strangely, he didn’t go down the mountain to recover the power of Wisdom Manjusri, but directly broke through the space and came to Falei Temple.

The name of this peak is Guiyue Peak. The wind blows strongly on the top of the peak, and the cassock on Ye Xiangseng’s body makes a sound of hunting.

Beside the peak stands a statue of Feng, “On the moon pad of the lion and lotus, the auspicious Manjushri, the son of the Buddha, holds the red sword of the scriptures, and I bow to the lion who speaks.”

The Manjushri Bodhisattva in this statue rides on a green lion and sits on a lotus seat. It is similar to other statues of Manjushri. It also holds a scripture in its left hand and a diamond sword in its right hand. But it is different from other places. Full of anger and anger, King Kong’s eyes looked directly at the stratus clouds in front of the peak like thunder and lightning.

And the Vajra Sword held in the Bodhisattva’s right hand has just been erected, as if he has just experienced a bloody fight, with incomparable murderous aura and power, even the sword is red

Why red is naturally dyed by the blood of demons.

Ye Xiangseng looked at the blue lion under the statue, smiled slightly, and gently stroked the lion’s head with his right hand.

A ray of blue light burst out from under Ye Xiangseng’s palm, like washing with water, and quickly spread along the lion’s head. A very strange situation happened, those blue lights seemed to have some kind of vitality, they kept rinsing at the stone cyan lion, and gradually washed away all the mortal cyan color on the lion, revealing the inner skin. The material itself comes.

The material of the stone lion is a bit strange, it is obviously a stone, but it looks a little elastic, and the color is white and not white, like some kind of living object.

The cyan paint was washed away, but the cyan light from Ye Xiangseng’s palm was still gushing out, which actually dyed the stone lion another layer of cyan, but this cyan color was different from the previous cyan color. Absolutely, like a lake of unknown depth in a fairyland, or like the faintly beautiful eyes of a western prince.

The cyan stone lion moved slightly

Ye Xiangseng smiled slightly. The statue of Manjushri, who had been seated on the stone lion for many years and experienced many winds and blows, also smiled slightly, and then turned into a clear light, dissipating on the top of Guiyue Peak, and the clear light appeared immediately. , like fireworks.

However, the eyebrows of Ye Xiangseng, who is an ordinary mortal, twitched at this moment. After being raised, the originally soft eyebrows stabilized their shape and never curled back. They became a straight eyebrow like a sword. killing intent

“Jingyue rises and a hundred flowers bloom”

After Ye Xiangseng uttered this gatha, the sun in the distance suddenly lost its light. Instead, a ray of light shot out from Ye Xiangseng’s body, piercing through the thick cassock, the mist on the top of Mount Wutai, and Everything around it is illuminated crystal clear and beautiful.

And the cyan stone lion suddenly lit up with the light shining on it.

The tens of thousands of monks at the foot of the mountain looked at this miraculous scene in the world, and they couldn’t help being stunned, kneeling on the ground, unable to speak.

Guiyue Peak.

Ye Xiangseng squatted on the ground, gently stroking a little furry guy in front of him. After a flash of light, another gust of wind that drives away evil and ugliness blows by, and that stone lion suddenly turns into this kind of green-haired, extremely cute little green lion, but the eyes of the little green lion are full of hatred, An incomparably ferocious and ferocious light.

Blue lion, finally reappeared in the world

“Oh, I haven’t seen you for hundreds of years, why have you shrunk so much like little Yizhu?” Ye Xiangseng gently stroked the top of the little green lion’s head, stretching his fingers into the fluff on the top of its head to tickle it.

The little green lion snorted, sprayed Ye Xiangseng’s saliva, then pouted its buttocks, kept its forelimbs on the ground, moved its hind feet, and pressed its small body against Ye Xiangseng’s calf, rubbing vigorously a few times. Next, looking naive.

“Puxian kept Bai Xiang by his side for five hundred years, but I sealed you for five hundred years. Don’t blame me.”

Ye Xiangseng bowed his head and said, a little apologetic.

Back then, he and Samantabhadra led Mount Sumeru Arhats to search for the Buddha’s whereabouts in all walks of life, and finally entered the human world. Unexpectedly, he was secretly poisoned by the direction of the West Paradise Pure Land.

Originally, with the prosperity of Mount Sumeru, it was impossible to be bullied into such a field by a Bodhisattva of Great Strength, but when the incident happened suddenly, no one could have imagined that the Buddhist disciples who were intensively practicing the Dharma would suddenly become blood-eating killers in the dark. Secondly, no one expected that the Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, who has always deliberately concealed his achievements, would have such a powerful supernatural power.

Manjusri Bodhisattva became the first victim to disperse the statue, leaving only the Buddha’s surname. At the same time, Qingshi was also beaten back to a small spirit body after seriously injuring Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva. Enclosed the green lion among the stone lions, and escaped from Dashizhi’s pursuit.

It wasn’t until after the death of the first Glyph Bodhisattva that Dashizhi began to attack Puxian on the snowy field.

After all, Manjushri bears the title of number one, and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva will be afraid if he is not killed first.

Manjushri of this life has woken up and stoodIn front of the statue of Manjusri the lion, there was finally a hint of fierce fighting in his eyes, so he used his supernatural powers to call out the blue lion.

It’s just that the Bodhisattva miscalculated one thing, so at this moment he could only smile wryly, watching the green lion next to his knee, which was like a puppy, sealed for five hundred years. The green lion seemed to have slept for five hundred years. The injury he received didn’t heal at all, he was just a mighty but extremely fragile little lion.

“Alas.” Ye Xiang sighed for the third time: “You little thing, I thought you could help me a little bit, but instead of knowing, I worry about your life.”

The little lion refused, howled, and bit Ye Xiang’s leg.

Ye Xiang had a bitter face, and found that his leg was only slightly numb, and he didn’t suffer any injuries. Vulnerability and strength are relative concepts. If the lion next to my knees were thrown into the human world randomly, I am afraid that it would be a terrifying monster, but if compared with the realm of a Bodhisattva, it is indeed a bit weak like catkins in the wind.

Just as he was thinking, the little green lion suddenly left Ye Xiangseng’s side, rushed to the edge of Yuegui Peak’s cliff, raised its green-haired lion’s head, and silently looked towards a certain direction in the sky.

The little lion’s head was raised slowly and heavily, but the pair of pupils that were filled with fury suddenly quieted down, and then slowly became covered with a layer of terrifying blood red.

Ye Xiangseng stood up, walked to his side, put on the awning with his hands, and looked towards the sky, only to see a white cloud there, reflecting golden light under the sun.

The little blue lion suddenly bent down, arched its shoulders, and thrust its two front paws into the hard bluestone, as if about to fly

A palm stretched out and pressed it to the ground. Ye Xiangseng’s eyes were calm, and he said leisurely, “Since he’s here, why are you so anxious?”

The little green lion had already discovered the aura of the big enemy, and a long-logged anger began to rush in its head. Manjushri Bodhisattva held it down, making it unable to move, so it had no choice but to plan the rocks angrily, and let out a yell. It was a horrible low growl.

The small and weak claws were like devil’s claws, and the rocks on Yuegui Peak flew around like bullets, knocking down the wild trees around, making a chirping sound. And the roar from its mouth made the animals and birds on the entire Wutai Mountain who were extremely happy under the light of today’s vision and Buddha feel extremely frightened, and fled in all directions, raising countless clouds of smoke and dust in the mountains.

Even the white clouds outside Yuegui Peak were shaken into fluff by the angry roar of the green lion, and slowly drifted towards the valley in shame.

One lion and one monk, one angry and one quiet, stood on the edge of the cliff, waiting for the arrival of the person they had been waiting for for a long time.

Ye Xiangseng suddenly frowned, stretched out his hand and picked up the little green lion’s right hind leg, his right shoulder shook, his arms grew violently, a blue light shrouded the green lion, forming a round and pure Buddha light group.

Then Ye Xiangseng shouted, turned his head and stomped his feet, twisted his wrist, like a human athlete throwing a javelin, and threw the little green lion out viciously

The Bodhisattva’s throw was truly earth-shattering, and the little green lion showed a hint of confusion in the light ball, and then it turned into a blue light, flying towards the far south at an extremely fast speed.

Ye Xiang smiled slightly, knowing that the little lion’s surname was safe, he felt relieved, raised his hands across his chest, and closed them tightly, welcoming the powerful aura coming from afar.

The side of the cliff is full of traces of lion’s claws. The stone is like a knife and an axe. A flower is blooming under the stone. The color of the flower is mixed, not very beautiful.

The top of the mountain was suddenly shaken, a piece of soil arched up and down again, and huge boulders flew up and down again, but it was silent, which looked very strange.

And that little flower was unscathed in such a terrifying turmoil, not even a single petal was shaken off.

The six movements of heaven and earth without harming living beings are the realm of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

Ye Xiangseng’s eyes were quiet, he looked at the blue-eyed monk in front of him, and he titheed: “Why is the Bodhisattva in such a mess today?”

The Great Strength Bodhisattva was still the same as when he came to Meiling last time, very ordinary, but the blue color of his body appeared in his eyes. From this, it can be inferred that he must have gone through a very terrifying battle, so the supernatural powers did not exist. Take it back completely.

But his body was even more embarrassing. His cassock was completely torn, his white skin was covered with vertical and horizontal scars, and his bald head was burnt red by that fierce man. Mark of.

Ye Xiangseng sighed and said, “I thought I could help him, but I didn’t expect you to fight him anyway.”

Great Strength Bodhisattva showed no expression on his face, his lips moved slightly and said, “I’ll kill him first, and then I’ll kill you.”

Ye Xiangseng suddenly had a happy expression on his face. He looked around at the majestic scenery of Wutai, and saw the white clouds in the distance like a lion, with his right hand spread flat, without a blue sword in his hand, he just said quietly: “Please, please kill me.”

The back garden of Guiyuan Temple in the provincial capital was quiet.

The old ancestor was sitting in the hut reading an evening newspaper of the provincial capital, but it was obvious that he had other thoughts in his mind. Out of the corner of his eye, he was looking at the far north through the window lattice. The corners of his lips trembled slightly, and he said with a sharp sneer: “Bodhisattva wants to send death to Bodhisattva, that Bodhisattva must die, fool, fool.”

He was cursing Ye Xiang, the little bald donkey, helplessly and sadly, but unexpectedly, he felt that the cassock above his head was responding. The ancestor looked up and saw that the cassock wasRising slowly, it seems that it has sensed the attack of some powerful force.

With a sharp chirping sound, a blue light group followed a strange trajectory, directly pierced through the sky above Guiyuan Temple, fell into the back garden, and landed heavily on the bluestone slab.

The cyan light cluster was smashed into pieces, turning into countless cyan lights and scattered, revealing the protected guy inside.

A little green lion that shakes its head and growls fiercely, but is extremely cute.

The little green lion seemed to have sensed something, and turned to look at the hut, a trace of fear suddenly appeared in the pale red eyes.

A giant blue hand stretched out from the hut, and slammed the little green lion into the stone slab, then twisted the little green lion out, and grabbed it into the hut.

In the hut, the voice of the old ancestor resounded faintly: “I’m afraid that Bodhisattva of yours is doomed, so follow me from now on.”

The little green lion’s wailing sound also sounded, as if he was very unwilling.

The old ancestor said again: “Hmph, that big brother who took care of you a few years ago, seems to be coming to take care of you in the next few years.”

To be continued: