The Great Tao Chronicle

   Chapter 894 Buddha is Tao

   Eighteen years is like a dream.

   Zhang Longfu thinks so.

   He lived for tens of thousands of years in his previous life, but apart from the first few decades in the first half of his life, he was like a mouse in the shadows for tens of thousands of years, unable to see the light of day.

   Live again, every day, he feels so dreamy and unbelievable.

   "Is it a coincidence that the Patriarch reincarnated me here?"

   glanced at the plain white dress on his body, Zhang Longfu's eyelids trembled, although he didn't care about the appearance of the skin, he was a little discordant after all.

   thinking in her heart, she walked out of the door. In this life, her name is Qiao Ci'er.

   In the Fengshen Pavilion, the four seasons are like spring, the vegetation is verdant, and there is no thanks at four o'clock, but this is not the creation of supernatural powers and formations, but since their family moved into this place.

  In the quiet courtyard, a small, thin man with withered hair and a thin body squatted under a worry-free tree, with two attendants standing beside him.

   Seeing their beautiful eldest lady, the two of them breathed a little stagnant, hurriedly lowered their heads, and called out "eldest miss".

   "When did the younger brother come to my hospital?"

   Qiao Ci'er asked.

   "On the day the eldest miss retreated, the young master came to the courtyard and has been squatting for more than 20 days."

  The two attendants told the truth.

   "It's up to you to take care of it."

   dispatched two attendants, Qiao Ci'er looked at her little brother with soft eyes.

   She was lonely and widowed in her previous life, and she has a family in this life, so she only feels contented, and it makes her happier than making progress in cultivation.

   At first, she only felt that her younger brother had been reincarnated by a great supernatural power at that time, and she had held great vigilance, but as the days passed, she discovered that something was wrong.

  My own younger brother, as if he had practiced the Buddhist closed mantra, he did not speak every day, he was not literate in civil and military affairs, and he did not practice.

  Whether it was to show him the practice books, or to pass on the practice in the way of heart-to-heart, he never saw the slightest breath of practice in him.

  The news about the first disciple of Daoist Hongxuan, the Qiao family of Fengshenge, gave birth to a dementia child, and it spread like wildfire. It is not a secret among the upper classes of the imperial capital.

   I don’t know how many people laughed secretly.

   It was rumored that Qiao Ci'er would not care, because she knew that he had recited the Buddha's words when he was born.

   "Dharma, what are you doing?"

   Looking at her dazed younger brother, Qiao Ci'er sighed in her heart, stroked her yellow hair, and asked softly.

   Qiao Ci'er, who didn't expect to get a response, was suddenly startled, because after 18 years, she heard the familiar voice again:

   "Watching ants."

   "Oh, huh?!"

   Subconsciously, Qiao Ci'er was shocked: "Little, little brother, have you spoken?"

   "Then why didn't you speak before?"

   Qiao Ci'er was surprised and delighted.

   "If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

   The yellow-haired boy under the worry-free tree did not look up, but was still looking at the ground.

  Qiao Ci'er followed his gaze. At the root of the Wuyou tree, nests of ants seemed to be moving. She joked, "Then why do you say it again now?"

   "If you want to say it, just say it."

  The boy still didn't look up, he replied casually, pointed to the tree again, and said, "Sister, look, there is an ant that committed suicide."

   "Suicide?"

   Qiao Ci'er wanted to laugh a little, an ant committed suicide, what is there to care about?

   But then she restrained her smile and asked, "Little brother, why do you care about an ant committing suicide?"

   "My elder sister has Su Hui, she treats people kindly and is considered excellent among all people, but she doesn't care about the life and death of an ant"

  Under the worry-free tree, the young man shook off the sand in his hands, stood up, raised his head, and looked at his elder sister with bright eyes:

   "How could that high above the gods and Buddha care about a human child, is it a mute?"

"Ok?"

  Qiao Ci'er was slightly startled, only to feel that the younger brother's words seemed to have a deep meaning, but then his heart tightened again: "What gods and Buddhas? Where are they?"

  Qiao Moke smiled and shook his head, without answering, just said: "Is my elder sister curious, my younger brother has been in a daze for 18 years, like a fool, even if my mother transmits the practice with her heart, can it not leave a trace in my heart?"

   "Why?"

   Looking at her younger brother's bright eyes, Qiao Ci'er frowned slightly, she also had doubts about this matter.

   Inheritance of the mind and spirit is not the inheritance of the exercises in the ordinary sense.

It is to pass on the methods and magical powers that you have cultivated to others in this way. No matter whether that person has a cultivation base or not, he will definitely learn the magical powers of this practice. As a price, the preacher will completely lose this skill. Magic, magic.

   However, in those days, when he wanted to pass on the Dharma to Gautama, he lost the supernatural power of the practice method, but Gautama did not have the slightest trace of the practice of the practice method at all.

  Because of this, the couple panicked.

   "Because for the past eighteen years, I have been practicing, practicing an extremely complicated 'gong method'."

   Gautama said, took his sister's palm, used his fingers as a pen, and sketched.

"This is."

  Invisible force entered the body, Qiao Ci'er looked at the palm of her hand, but her pupils contracted violently: "This is, Tai Chi map?!"

   She was horrified, this picture was very similar to the Tai Chi picture she had seen in her previous life when she was studying at the Tianshi Mansion.

   But Gautama shook his head, and a little in the palm of his hand.

   In the next moment, Qiao Ci'er felt that the 'Tai Chi map' in her palm was spinning extremely fast, and the yin and yang fishes were actually linked to each other in the high-speed rotation.

   In a trance, Qiao Ci'er could only feel the golden light in front of her eyes, and in the golden light, the 'Tai Chi Diagram' had disappeared, and what was replaced was a rune that she had never seen before.

  ‘swastika’!

This is

  When Qiao Ci'er was in a trance, Xi Yingqing stepped into the yard, glanced at the dumbfounded sister and brother, didn't think much about it, and beckoned, "Ci'er, bring your brother out."

".Yes."

  Qiao Ci'er slowly returned to her senses, she wanted to say something, but Gotama pulled the corner of her sleeve, her heart moved, she nodded and said yes.

   The two brothers had a tacit understanding, and followed the thoughtful Xi Yingqing to the outer courtyard.

   But they are all looking at the only stranger in the courtyard.

   It was a very handsome young monk wearing a red cassock. At this time, the monk looked at the two brothers and sisters, as if he had seen a ghost.

   The whole person staggered and took three or four steps back before standing up.

   "How come there are two?"

   Hongtong's heart trembled, it was incredible.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the old Buddha woke up from a dream, and once he took action, after slaughtering all the Buddhas of Sumeru, he frowned and said bluntly that in the future, there will be a 'supreme enlightened person' who inherits the ancient destiny of Buddhism. World.

  It is both calamity and luck.

   seems to be related to the Buddha's enlightenment, and the reflection should be born in this world.

   But at this time, his divine will was lifted to the limit.

   But only the first two rays of wisdom were like smoke, like a waterfall, heading straight for a bullfight. At a glance, where can you tell the strengths and weaknesses?

   "How could this be?"

   Looking at the two brothers and sisters, Rao Shi Hongtong's mind was still calm, and he was a little dazed for a while.

   How come there are two?

  Which is the 'Supremely Enlightened One'?

   "This monk"

   When the red boy looked at the two of them, the two siblings were also looking at the strange monk. Gautama looked dull, but Qiao Ci'er was surprised.

   She was reincarnated into the Qiao family. Although she did not have the magic power of the past, she had memories. She even cultivated the 'Eight Arrays of Gods and Ghosts' that she was not allowed to enter in her previous life.

   At this time, the realm may not be high, but the vision is extremely high. At a glance, you can see that this monk is Buddhist, and it gives her a great sense of danger. He must be a person with great supernatural powers.

   And the reason why she was surprised was because she recalled that her little brother suddenly spoke up.

   Could this monk be the "God and Buddha" in the mouth of the younger brother?

"Grandmaster?"

  Xi Yingqing frowned.

  Qiao Moke's heart was also tense, but it was mixed with suspicion: "Master is pretending to be amazing, is he trying to be grandstanding?"

   He was astonished, but he only thought that this monk did it on purpose, and did not believe that this unfathomable monk would be shocked by his two children.

   "No, no."

   Hongtong calmed down his turbulent mind, regained his composure, and clasped his hands together and said, "Is the little monk a grandstanding person? I am really surprised by the wisdom of the pavilion master and his sons and daughters."

   Surprised in his heart, Hong Boy temporarily pressed other thoughts.

   He didn't believe that there would be mistakes in the 'Candlelight', nor did he believe that there would be two of the 'Supreme Enlightened Ones', he just felt that there must be some deviations.

"Oh?"

  Jomoko was noncommittal.

   "Little monk!"

  Liu Dachan was not as polite as him, and said loudly: "You said you could solve the problem of my family, but you said, what is the solution?"

   "Big Toad can't be rude to the master!"

  Xi Yingqing scolded lightly, stepped forward and gave a salute, saying: "Master knows that I have a mental illness, but I don't know how to cure it?"

   Xi Yingqing was also on guard in her heart, but this great monk was recommended by her very new person, so there was still some hope in her heart.

  Without him, for more than ten years, her son did not speak, which really became her heart disease.

   "Your son Huiguang is like a torch, and it is still visible in the daytime. He must be a generation with deep roots of wisdom. He should not suffer from all diseases, but when he is in distress, it will be auspicious."

   Hongtong lowered his eyebrows, stopped looking at the pair of siblings, and said softly: "At this time, the little monk has eyebrows, but what is going on, we still need to observe one or two, so that we can break it."

   Red Boy's heart is bright.

  Buddha is absolutely invincible. If the luck of Buddhism is to be transformed into kalpas, it will never be divided into two. He has absolute confidence in this point.

   At this time, he was indistinguishable, perhaps it was the spirit of Buddhism who deliberately concealed it.

  Buddhism is the Great Way of the world, its ancient convergence of luck, how exists, and what kind of illness cannot exist!

   But the more unusual it was, the more he knew it.

"in this way."

  Xi Yingqing was a little disappointed in her heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but she still nodded, summoned the attendant, and said, "Master, please stay in the pavilion for a while, if necessary, just speak up."

   "It seems"

  Jomoko frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, but when he saw his wife swept over with cold eyes, he immediately closed his mouth.

   "So, the little monk will be disturbed."

   The red boy made his eleventh bow, his eyes swept over the pair of siblings, and a sneer appeared in his heart.

  ‘If you were an ordinary person, you would only think that the girl was deliberately manifested by Buddhism, protecting the Dharma for the truly enlightened, and preventing disasters, but how am I an ordinary person? ’

  ‘That girl is the supreme enlightened one! ’

  Xin Hongtong followed the attendant to the outside of the courtyard, but he was thinking.

   Although he has an idea in his heart, whether it is or not can never be based on guesswork, it must be determined.

   After all, he has only one seed of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

  If the entrusted person is not human.

   (end of this chapter)