Suzaku

Eleven Falling Flowers (Part 1)

Chen Shuping’s mouth was bitter.

Back in 1995, he was lurking in Jiujiang City, and his students were running a construction company, and he was teaching mathematics in No. 4 Middle School, living a happy life. He didn’t intend to take action against Yi Tian so early, but he sensed that Zou Leilei had learned a lot from the Heart Sutra in Guiyuan Temple, so he was forced to launch it first because of his fate, not counting that the Tiancassock of Guiyuan Temple had been taken by Yi Zhu He took away a sleeve of ice, so the old ancestor yelled at him, vomited blood and sprayed dirty, and flew straight thirty miles away.

After Chen Shuping was seriously injured, he was always a little bit angrily. He didn’t understand why the people above him paid so much attention to Zou Leilei. It wasn’t until the ancestor Jintong saw through it today that he realized the reason. everything in this world. Then this girl looks like a ball of ice, a strange and pure ice, which constantly absorbs the powerful energy fluctuations from the outside world, and can make everything in the world quiet, calm, and calm down.

“I’m so stupid, really.” Chen Shuping raised his dull eyes and said softly, “I only know when it’s snowing.”

“Ah bah” the old monkey cursed angrily.

Chen Shuping broke away from Mrs. Xianglin’s realm, and said with a bitter face: “I should have understood a long time ago, since the boy is not just a boy, then his wife must not be just a jade girl.”

He sighed and said: “I often see some things that I hope are not as expected, and I think that things may not be as expected, but they are often just as expected, such a world”

Why does everyone possess Lu Xun when they are in a state of despair?

“What kind of god is Madam Yi in her previous life?” Chen Shuping asked curiously.

The old ancestor’s voice buzzed like a big bell, with disdain and contempt in the voice: “Why do you dog, like those thousands of ordinary people, always think that every person who can’t see clearly must have a past life?” noisy background”

Chen Shuping scratched his head and said, “No, it can’t explain Mrs. Yi’s strange supernatural power.”

The old ancestor snorted coldly and said: “Boys are not just boys, maybe Leilei is not just Leilei, but then how come not all strong men are inherited from the strong men of the previous life. According to this statement, When my family was making troubles in the Heavenly Palace, you useless bastards were guessing every day which Buddha was in my previous life and which road god. You must know that my family is a monkey born in the stone. How come no one guesses who I am Hong Jun Patriarch?”

After a pause, he said in a cold voice: “If you insist on guessing where the Bodhisattva is and where the Great Buddha is, then it will fall into a cliché. A girl from the Zou family is a girl from the Zou family. What is the relationship between the icy breath that I picked up from this world and this world?”

“Why did she wake up today?” After a long time, Chen Shuping asked cautiously.

The old ancestor snorted coldly, and said sharply: “It’s not that those two stinky white-faced Bodhisattvas are fighting in the sky. The energy fluctuations are so violent. Lei Lei is not awake at this time. Could it be that he will not wake up until the Buddha is born?”

Seeing him angry, Chen Shuping didn’t dare to say anything else, Xiaoyi laughed and said: “Everyone can’t see through Miss Zou’s supernatural powers, the great saint has golden pupils to see people, plus he is very knowledgeable, I really admire him.”

The hut was quiet for a long time before the old ancestor hummed and said, “That fat bird still laughed at my family for being illiterate, but it’s not a big deal for this girl to fall asleep like this. When will those two bald donkeys in the sky finish their fight?”

On Mount Wutai, two great Bodhisattvas were still fighting.

The green lotus petals all over the sky were densely cut off Ye Xiangseng’s body, and the space cracks torn in the air looked dark and terrifying. The boulder on the top of the cliff seemed solid, but under the intrusion of these small petals, it cracked like a tofu block, leaving an extremely smooth cutting mark. After a while, the boulders on the top of the mountain did not know how many tons were covered by these small petals. All the space cracks that were torn open were swallowed up, and the top of the cliff was smooth, looking clean and innocent, but it was terrifying.

Ye Xiangseng clasped his hands in front of his chest, sat cross-legged on the ground, did not look at his nose, his nose did not move, his fingers seemed to touch, and his body had no extraordinary splendor. It was just an ordinary appearance, but it occupied the highest state of Wushui Manjusri The cassock on his body has long been eroded away, revealing the fresh and tender body of white lychee meat underneath, which is unavoidable to look at.It makes people feel greasy, clean and dust-free, and does not stir up a trace of dust. Every time those green lotus petals touch his body, they will slide away feebly, unable to exert a single bit of power. Cannot be imposed on his physical body.

The petals dance, the monk sits, under the falling flowers, the boulder is broken and annihilated, but the monk has no scars on his body.

A golden light of wisdom flashed, and the Great Strength Bodhisattva moved his feet lightly and stepped down from the lotus platform. His figure was extremely tall, and he stood quietly in front of Ye Xiangseng, making Ye Xiangseng’s body look extraordinarily small.

Yingluo in front of the Great Strength Bodhisattva flashed a few flashes of spiritual light, and his blue eyes suddenly melted a little like ice meeting water, giving them the meaning of flowing waves. The jade-like ring finger of the Bodhisattva’s right hand lightly bends the blue lotus in the sky and disappears without a trace, and the single branch of the green lotus in the hand of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva has no petals, not even a flower bone, just so A bare, straight green branch.

The green branches are pinched between the Bodhisattva’s fingers, leaning on each other with power and force, from curved to straight, and gradually become straight, pretty and sharp.

Shaped like a sword.

Great Strength Bodhisattva took a step forward, his right foot was still in the slow process of lifting, but the precious statue came to Ye Xiangseng, who was still sitting on the ground at this time, trying to maintain the realm of Wugou Manjushri.

Great Strength Bodhisattva bowed slightly, and gently handed out the green branch, as if wanting to use the remaining drop of dew on the green branch to wash away the trace of sorrow on Ye Xiangseng’s brow.

Qing Zhi escaped from the shackles of space, and gently tapped the center of Ye Xiangseng’s eyebrows in that time segment that seemed to be stagnant.

Although Ye Xiangseng holds the three realms of Manjusri, clean and dust-free, but after all, he is not the real body of Manjusri who threatened to serve the Buddha on Mount Sumeru back then. The one-response realm is still a little farther than the real Bodhisattvas.

It was this half an inch, or half a thread of distance, that made him lose his spiritual consciousness a little bit, and felt the tenderness of Qingzhi between his eyebrows.

If the five senses have not faded, you cannot truly have a clean heart.

A gentle intention appeared, but then, it turned into a murderous intention.

A powerful killing intent suddenly erupted from the front of the green branch, and with a screech, it pierced fiercely into Ye Xiangseng’s head.

The green sticks didn’t go in, but all disappeared, so it looked like it was inserted between Ye Xiangseng’s eyebrows, which was very scary.

The green branch made a sound, swelled slightly, and quickly turned into a straight blue smoke, scattered into extremely fine powder, and dissipated in the air.

Although the Great Strength Bodhisattva used great power to ensure that the tender branches of the green branches did not slip away from Ye Xiangseng’s innocent face, the vajra body guard of Lion Manjusri played a second layer of protection.

And Ye Xiangseng’s brow tip slowly dripped a drop of extremely bright red blood.

The Wugou Manjusri Realm was finally broken.

Ye Xiangseng sighed, clasped his palms together firmly, and said softly in his lips: “So I heard, you have made offerings to the Great Supernatural Power Buddha and even Parinirvana, and you will receive great blessings and great merits, just like the first nectar of nectar, and the last nectar. Nectar finally Nirvana.”

This is what the Buddha said to his disciples in the city of Kushina among the two Sala trees.

As soon as the Buddha’s words came out, the drop of blood dripping from the center of Ye Xiangseng’s eyebrows gradually faded to a pure nectar, and fell to the ground with a ticking sound, without splashing water, but arousing a clear light.

The clear light appears under Ye Xiangseng’s body, but flourishes behind Ye Xiangseng. In the clear light, the statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva emerges solemnly, with a green lotus in one hand and a diamond sword in the other.

Ye Xiangseng opened his eyes, his pupils were clear and bright, and shouted: “Cut!”

With this sound, the statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva behind him revealed his face, with anger between his eyebrows, the green lotus in his left hand was put behind his back, and the Vajra sword in his right hand was dyed red with a snap, and he slammed towards the statue of Mahasthama Bodhisattva in front of him. chopped down

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva was expressionless and didn’t make any movements. He just saluted with one hand, his skirt fluttered, and the lotus platform behind him shook slightly, his face turned pale.

When Manjusri Bodhisattva slashed with his vajra sword, he cut into the void, and the name of the supreme Buddha came out with the sword, but passed through the statue of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, without any effect.

A moment later, there was a loud noise from another mountain facing Yueguifeng. With a crackling sound, that mountain suddenly broke from it, carrying countless rocks and soil, and suddenly hit the mountainside a thousand meters below.

The Bodhisattva can’t hurt the Bodhisattva with a single sword, but he can cut off a mountain from it

Ye Xiangseng suddenly raised his head and glanced at Great Strength Bodhisattva.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva lowered his eyelids slightly, and chanted: “So I heard that when the World Honored One was lying on his right side, in the three thousand great thousand worlds, there were all Mount Sumeru, Iron Encirclement Mountain, Great Iron Encirclement Mountain, Muzhenlintuo Mountain, Fragrant Mountain, and Snow Mountain. , and the black mountains, the earth, and the sea all vibrate in six ways, the so-called vibrations, roars, vibrations, and six movements, and the disciples will gain righteous faith in the Dharma.”

As soon as Ye Xiangfo’s words came out, Manjusri’s real body appeared, and the sword broke the mountain peak.

As soon as Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva spoke the Buddha’s words, the sky and the earth trembled, sound waves intertwined, and there was a roar of clouds and thunder in the sky. The mountain peak that was collapsing rapidly in the distance was disturbed by this great movement. Impossibly, the rock stopped its downward slope, The broken mountain slowly returned to its original position, as if Ye Xiangseng hadn’t cut out the sword just now.

Ye Xiangseng raised his head slightly, glanced at the thousands of ignorant and bewildered monks in the belly of the mountain, and turned his head to bow to Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

if the mountain fallsNext, those monks below will definitely die. Ye Xiangseng had glanced at Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva earlier, and the Bodhisattva knew what he was worried about, so he used the six-movement supernatural power to save the lives of those monks.

But Ye Xiangseng just saluted without saying thank you.

Bodhisattvas should express compassion and compassion, this is their duty.

After going through this little episode, the battle between the two great Bodhisattvas seemed to leave a blank space, and Ye Xiangseng suddenly said softly: “Since you know me, why kill me?”

“I know senior brother very well, so I have no choice but to kill him.” Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva finally spoke after being silent for a long time.

“I don’t understand what it means.” Ye Xiangseng confessed his doubts.

The Great Strength Bodhisattva was silent for a while and then said: “Brother, why didn’t you return to the realm of Wisdom Manjushri?”

Ye Xiangseng wandered around Wutai Mountain for half a day, but he did not realize it when he encountered the statue of Manjushri of Wisdom. This is indeed a problem worthy of further study. Ye Xiangseng looked at Dashizhi with clear eyes, and suddenly said: “I have the realm of intelligence, why do I need wisdom?”

Great Strength Bodhisattva smiled and remained silent.

Ye Xiangseng smiled and said: “If I return to the realm of Wisdom Manjusri, I’m afraid that the World Honored One will understand everything. It’s just that the wise Manjusri told me to listen. If I really understand the reason, it may not be a good thing.”

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva replied with a smile, “Senior brother really has great wisdom.”

“If you really have wisdom, you should live quietly and wait for extinction. Why bother to trouble yourself?” Ye Xiangseng sighed, “This is petty cleverness, not great wisdom. The World Honored One thinks too much, and it is really hard for disciples to understand.”

This sentence reveals an astonishing fact. It seems that Ye Xiangseng has vaguely guessed why the Buddha disappeared for so many years.

“I’m here to ask senior brother.” Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva suddenly said solemnly, “Will senior brother follow the Buddha’s will?”

Ye Xiangseng frowned and said, “Buddha’s essence should be spread throughout the world.”

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva rarely showed a trace of a human expression, and sighed: “I know this, so I have to kill him.”

Ye Xiangseng’s complexion gradually turned cold: “The Great Trend, the Buddha named you the Great Trend because you vowed to absorb the vast, pure and solemn world back then, do you remember?”

“Here.” The golden statue of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva bowed in the breeze on the top of the peak, expressing respect for the lifeless Buddha.

“If that’s the case, why do you go against the will of the Buddha and make blood shine?” Ye Xiangseng’s eyes gradually turned cold.

To be continued: