The God and Buddha are actually me

Hearing these bold words, Zhang Jiuyang was slightly shocked. Who among Buddhist practitioners dares to call himself a Buddha? Is this old monk really...

His eyebrows were wide open, his eyes were like torches, and he took a deep look at the old monk.

This person did have the aura of a god on his body, and he felt a hint of divinity, but what was certain was that the other person was definitely not a god, but a mortal monk.

"Master Diaosou is careful to say that although everyone can become a Buddha, there is only one Buddha."

Sanbao frowned and retorted.

The old monk glanced at him, shook his head and said, "On the contrary, all living beings are suffering, and those without wisdom cannot become Buddhas. If everyone is a Buddha, there will be no Buddhas in the world."

"Buddha was once a mortal, and he was also a person with wisdom who cultivated step by step. If that's the case, why can't I sit on that square lotus platform?"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were deep. This old monk seemed old, but he had the ambition to swallow the sky. He even dared to covet the position of the supreme Buddha in Buddhism.

The Three Treasures said without any hesitation: "The name of Buddha does not lie in cultivation, but in merits and contributions to all living beings. He once calmed the sea of ​​suffering with his golden body, and brought down the sweet rain from the lotus platform. But what have you done?"

The old monk laughed when he heard this and said, "Well said, so I am also saving the world."

Zhang Jiuyang closed his eyes and said calmly: "For example, those people in Shigu Town?"

The old monk looked at him deeply and said: "Yes, with your Taoism, you must have noticed that the people of Shigu Town are burdened with a curse for life after life, although this curse will not directly harm them. Life will stimulate their evil thoughts and lead to continuous violence. "

"The people here have two faces, with changeable personalities. Sometimes they are as compassionate as Buddha, and sometimes they are as violent as demons. Women who marry here will also be cursed after having sex with their husband, and will often die of dystocia."

"A hundred years ago, Shigu Town was much larger than it is now. It is because of this curse that the population is slowly declining and it is gradually declining."

Sanbao was shocked. Brother Zhang was indeed right. This curse was too vicious. It was meant to torture the descendants of Shigu Town until they were extinct.

He had heard before that the people in Shigu Town were very aggressive and violent. They often had fights with each other, and even killed people when they were drunk.

Only because of the recent spread of strange diseases and people staying indoors, the riots have decreased.

"Master Diaosou, this curse... couldn't have been cast by you, right?"

There was a hint of uneasiness in Sanbao's eyes. He especially didn't want the eminent monk with profound Buddhist knowledge in front of him to be the one who cast the curse.

"Of course not."

The old monk shook his head, looked at Sanbao with very kind eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm here to help them lift the curse and get out of the sea of ​​suffering."

Hearing this, Sanbao breathed a sigh of relief and showed a sincere smile.

But Zhang Jiuyang sneered: "May I ask Master, how are you going to lift their curse? Help these villagers in Shigu Town?"

The old monk smiled slightly and said bluntly: "Of course... kill them all."

Boom!

Sanbao looked at the old monk in disbelief as if he had been struck by lightning.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't seem surprised at all, and said calmly: "It's like you catch the vitality of plants, trees, insects and fish to supplement yourself?"

"The donor is indeed very wise."

The fishing rod in the old monk's hand remained motionless, but ripples began to appear on the water. It turned out that it was starting to rain.

The patter of rain sprinkles on the green mountains and clear water, making your clothes feel wet and your face not feeling cold when it blows on it.

However, Sanbao couldn't feel any chill. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He really didn't want to believe that the eminent monk whose origins in Buddhism made him often amazed and impressed could be a murderous executioner.

"Sambo, do you still remember the test questions I gave you before?"

As if aware of Sanbao's emotions, the old monk suddenly asked.

Zhang Jiuyang noticed that this person seemed to care very much about the Three Treasures, and even dared to pay attention to others while being distracted by his own energy.

Sanbao slowly raised his eyes, looking at the old monk no longer with closeness and admiration, but with a kind of alienation and strangeness.

"Remember, that question is about what is letting go. Do you want to persuade me to let go of the lives of the innocent people in Shigu Town?"

"Yes and no."

The old monk said seriously: "What I want you to let go of is not only their lives, but also the superficial and ridiculous kindness in your heart."

After a pause, he sighed: "Your kindness is only a small kindness at best, or even evil. The real great kindness is to see clearly the reincarnation of cause and effect, and obey the destiny."

"It's just like the medicine seller Xu, who would not hesitate to poison for the sake of money. He would rather let the medicinal materials rot than sell them to those who need them at a low price. Shouldn't such a person die?"

"There are also those officials who are as wealthy as tigers and leopards. They collude with government and businessmen to break the bones and suck out the marrow of the people. Don't they deserve to die?"

Sanbao said calmly: "Even if they all deserve to die, the people are innocent."

"They deserve more damnation!"

The old monk sneered, and his mood showed obvious fluctuations for the first time.

"Today's cause will be tomorrow's result. Do you still remember the words I left behind? Stone is not stone, water is not water. No one has asked about cause and effect for hundreds of years. It turns out that there are no fish here."

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes flashed.

"The stone is not a stone. This stone...could it refer to Shigu Town?"

"Yes, Shigu Town was named Cui County a hundred years ago. The local residents disrespected the Buddha and even harmed the reincarnation of an enlightened monk. Their sins were so serious that this curse was imposed and there will be no peace for the rest of their lives..."

Hearing the old monk's words, Zhang Jiuyang was shocked and a guess emerged in his mind.

Could it be that Shigu Town was once...

"Two-Faced Buddha!"

Zhang Jiuyang blurted out, and when he heard this name, the old monk's expression suddenly moved, and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Jiuyang.

"Donor, do you know the inferior disciple?"

Hearing the word inferior disciple, Zhang Jiuyang's mind flashed with lightning, and he finally understood the true identity of the old monk in front of him, and also knew why he knew the Jade Tripod inheritance.

The abbot of Nalanda Temple, the holy land of Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions, Gesang Venerable!

In the story told by Mr. Meng, the two-faced Buddha fled to the Western Regions under the guidance of Mahakala Buddha, worshipped in Nalanda Temple, and was accepted as a disciple by Gesang Venerable.

Gesang Venerable is the most legendary figure in the Western Regions for hundreds of years. He was born at the beginning of the founding of the Daqian Kingdom and was the last disciple of the previous Venerable. He is not only talented and brilliant, but also very capable.

He outlasted his master and fellow disciples.

It is said that he has a magical power called sky burial, which can cheat the heavens and borrow life. Mr. Meng once said that when the two-faced Buddha was learning, Gesang was sleeping in a crystal coffin for a long time, and the time he woke up was very short.

But every time Gesang woke up, he would personally teach the two-faced Buddha to practice, which benefited him a lot and made his practice progress rapidly.

Mr. Meng used eight words to evaluate Gesang.

He is as high as a mountain and as deep as a stone.

You should know that at that time, he and the two-faced Buddha were one. This is his evaluation and also the evaluation of the two-faced Buddha.

If Gesang had not been sleeping for a long time, I am afraid that the two-faced Buddha might not dare to betray the temple and escape.

Even after joining Huangquan, the two-faced Buddha was often worried that Gesang would come to clean up the door, so he always acted secretly and did not dare to be high-profile.

It can be seen how deep an impression Gesang left on him.

After knowing the other party's identity, Zhang Jiuyang's heart also became extremely solemn. The monk in front of him, wearing a bamboo hat and looking old and frail, was actually one of the most outstanding masters in the world.

The first person in the Western Regions in the past 600 years, a master of Tantric Buddhism, and a great monk of the master level!

There are too many legends about him, such as being born with lotus, pacifying the sixteen kingdoms in the Western Regions with a decree, being immortal for six hundred years, and cultivating a golden body on the snowy mountain...

In the Western Regions, even the rulers of the sixteen kingdoms had to kneel down and salute him when they saw him, claiming to be the most devout believer.

Nalanda Temple seemed empty and had few disciples, but as long as he raised his arm and called, he could gather thousands of believers in an instant and establish a Buddhist country on earth.

In the six hundred years of Daqian, there were also heroes who wanted to expand their territory, but no one considered attacking the Western Regions, because they were afraid of this old monk.

If the former Zhuge Qixing was the pillar of Daqian, then the current Gesang Venerable is the Zhuge Qixing of the Western Regions.

At this moment, Venerable Gesang asked Zhang Jiuyang a question.

"May I ask, benefactor, how did my inferior disciple... die?"

Zhang Jiuyang felt his heartbeat speed up slightly, not because of fear or nervousness, but because of a little excitement, the excitement of wanting to fight with a stronger person.

Facing one of the most outstanding figures in this world, what he really wanted to do was to learn the opponent's methods and see if he could match him now.

So he also laughed, with a little ripple in his voice.

"I killed him."

Boom!

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, but it did not fall on Zhang Jiuyang, but hit the tree beside it, causing it to be burned by the thunder and fire and turned into charcoal.

"Venerable, your qi is finally messed up, although it was only for a moment."

Zhang Jiuyang stood with his hands behind his back, a sunny smile on his handsome face, and his voice was calm, even though the thunderbolt just struck him and passed by.

Venerable Gesang raised his eyes, the fishing rod in his hand remained motionless, but the beard on his face fluttered slightly, and his eyes became unusually deep.

"Although it was only a moment, with your ability, you should have been able to catch my flaw just now, but you didn't make a move. Young man, you are very confident."

"Will someone who can kill the two-faced Buddha not be confident?"

Zhang Jiuyang's words were like knives, piercing the heart of Venerable Gesang.

"I was sleeping in the coffin, and suddenly I felt sad. After waking up, I calculated that my disciple had died, so I came to the Central Plains and found this Shigu Town."

Venerable Gesang's voice was still calm, as if he was a bystander.

"The two-faced Buddha is not just my disciple, he is the reincarnation of my teacher, Venerable Jialie. Six hundred years ago, before my teacher passed away, he said that he would reincarnate and rebuild in the future, and return to Nalanda Temple under the guidance of the Buddha. At that time, we will be each other's master and disciple, and practice Buddhism again..."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang raised his eyebrows suddenly.

So that's it!

The two-faced Buddha turned out to be the reincarnation of Venerable Jialie. He and Venerable Gesang made an agreement, just like Zhongli Quan and Lü Dongbin, to be each other's master and apprentice, and to create a good story.

But unfortunately, Venerable Jialie was deceived by Mahakala Buddha. The other party did guide his reincarnation back to Nalanda Temple to practice, but there were too many things in between.

His father who abandoned him, his non-existent sister, the kind old dean...

Mahakala Buddha designed a cruel life for the Venerable to reincarnate. The kind-hearted two-faced Buddha gradually fell into distortion and hatred.

In the end, in order to implement the plan of Krishna, the two-faced Buddha even betrayed the promise of the previous life and rebelled against the temple.

"My master was kind and devoted to Buddha, but his reincarnation killed his fellow disciples and defected. This is very strange. Now he is dead. Donor, do you know the reason?"

Facing the enemy who killed his apprentice and master in his previous life, Venerable Gesang remained calm, and there was no murderous intent in his turbid eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang did not hide anything and told him the story of Mahakala Buddha.

"So that's why. No wonder I often felt a little weird when I taught him Buddhism in those years. Master was best at the Moonlight Bodhisattva Glazed Heart Sutra in his previous life, but he insisted on practicing Mahakala secret art in this life. It turns out that the root is here."

"It's a pity that I had limited energy at that time. I was in the critical stage of the sky burial secret art and had no time to be distracted. Otherwise, I might have noticed it in advance and avoided this from happening."

There was a trace of regret and regret in Venerable Gesang's voice.

Feeling that the atmosphere on the field seemed to be less tense, Sanbao breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to comfort: "Venerable, now all misunderstandings have been resolved. It's all Mahakala's fault. In this case, why do you still have to vent your anger on the people of Shigu Town?"

Strictly speaking, the people of Shigu Town are also victims. They were cursed by Mahakala Buddha. Sometimes they were as compassionate as Buddha, and sometimes they were as irritable as demons. This made the two-faced Buddha deeply feel the hypocrisy and multifacetedness of people when he was very young.

What is more terrible than facing malice is that you are treated with kindness first, and then break it with malice.

The people are just supporting roles in that play, or even a small role, but even so, Mahakala Buddha has planted a vicious curse on them that will accompany them for generations.

The two-faced Buddha left, left Cui County, and went to the next scene of the script, Nalanda Temple, but the people of Cui County are still suffering from the harm of the poison, their emotions are involuntarily, and their evil thoughts are growing day by day.

More than a hundred years have passed, and the previous generation has basically passed away, but their descendants are still bearing the curse.

"Sanbao, you are wrong. I will not vent my anger on anyone. I have said that I want to save them and let them completely escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

The eyes of Venerable Gesang showed compassion, but the words he said were horrifying.

"So, I must kill them all. This is the great good."

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