The twenty-seventh chapter: Lectures for the Changle Museum, and the opening of the feast
"Who are you……?"
When Chen Cuo saw the figure, he hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind and stepped forward.
The sound of footsteps seemed to wake the man up.
He raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as the stars.
"My little friend, long time no see. Is everything ready?"
Chen Cuo was startled, and he was full of doubts. Thinking about what happened before and after, he didn't hide it and said, "I don't know where and when you met me?"
The man narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled: "I see. As far as you are concerned at this time, you and I have not met yet. But since you have arrived here, you must have glimpsed a little bit of the mysteries of human nature and touched the truth of heaven and earth. What's more,
I have established humane merits and set things right from chaos. As a human ancestor, I must show something..." He raised his finger and tapped it lightly.
A bit of starlight flew out and fell on Chen Cuo.
In an instant, the twelve acupoints in the void condensed one after another, and Chen Cuo's momentum surged. There was a sound of wind and thunder between his breaths, and thunder seemed to be brewing in his chest and abdomen!
Chen Cuo couldn't help but feel alarmed, realizing that his own Taoist cultivation seemed to be showing signs of reaching the fifth level of perfection in an instant!
At the same time, a beacon representing the inheritance of humanity and the origin of blood slowly took shape, shining brightly on his head, making him feel enlightened.
"The inheritance of humanity, the origin of blood, is from front to back. It does not change with time or thoughts. The truth and truth remain outside. The truth and falsehood depend on people's hearts!"
In an instant, he understood a lot about this new beacon. As long as he could make up his mind to study it, he would gain something. However, compared to this beacon, Chen Cuo cared more about the one in front of him.
"people".
But just as he was about to speak, the man flicked his sleeves.
The breeze blew past his ears, and Chen Cuo was far away from the scene in front of him in an instant. It was close at hand just a moment ago, but it was far away in the next moment!
"Your Excellency, I have something to ask you..." Chen Cuo started to speak.
The man has disappeared into the endless distance, leaving only the lingering sound
"Don't ask, don't be anxious, we will see you again."
After the words fell, the surrounding scenes turned around. When Chen Cuo came back to his senses, he had already stood at the top of Loulan City again.
But at this moment, Loulan City still has the lively scene of people coming and going, and the grand scene of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all over the sky is gone. The originally noisy and bustling city has turned into ruins, and large areas of the streets are half covered with yellow sand.
The oasis on the edge has also dried up.
When the strong wind blew, a corner of the city suddenly collapsed, but the pavilion had already been extremely weathered. When the wind blew it, it turned into fly ash and disappeared with the wind, looking like it had been in ruins for more than a hundred years.
"As early as two hundred years ago, Loulan was subjugated, and its capital city was almost completely destroyed." Hong Yuan's voice came from the side. The divine fire on the Red Lotus boy had receded, and there was a hint of sadness on his face.
, "Buddhism uses the method of virtuality and reality to construct internal and external Buddhist kingdoms, distorts history, and recreates Loulan. It is certainly a creation that conquers the world, but once the foundation is destroyed, everything built on falsehood will naturally disappear."
"False can be dissipated, but some things cannot be buried." Chen Cuo pointed to the corpses scattered throughout the ruins. Most of these corpses were bloody and bloody, revealing white bones and twisted organs. They obviously exploded from within.
, but his face is clear, retaining the panic and regret before his death.
Red Kite didn't look much at it, and just said: "There are countless truths and falsehoods in the world, and only the human heart can tell them apart. True and false are all determined by the human heart, so a city built on falsehoods can collapse and perish, but those who survive in this city can
People, whether alive or dead, are all present in the world."
"True and false hearts are separated from reality. In other words, except for the people in this city, everything before is just a cloud." Chen Cuo withdrew his gaze from the city, looked at Hongyuan, and said meaningfully: "Look at it this way.
Come on, for monks, human beings are not only the foundation of the inheritance of Taoism, but also have extraordinary significance!"
Hong Yuan nodded and said: "As expected of senior brother, I only have this understanding after seeing the small rotation derivation method."
When he heard the name "Small Reincarnation Derivative Method", Chen Cuo's eyes jumped slightly, and he immediately said seriously: "Does this Buddhist method really imitate the great calamity of self-reincarnation? How powerful is it for that great calamity?"
"Although there is a difference in power and essence, it can at least be evaluated as Dongshi Xiaochun." Seeing that Chen Cuo wanted to say more, Hong Yuan said: "Senior brother, I can't answer some of your questions. Why don't you follow me to the master's gate? It just so happens that
There are people waiting for you there, and your doubts may be answered by them."
"Okay!" Chen Cuo nodded without hesitation.
Seemingly worried that Chen Cuo would not respond, Hong Yuan wanted to say more, but she did not expect Chen Cuo to agree so simply. She was stunned for a moment, but fortunately she came back to her senses immediately and said with a smile: "In that case, please follow me, senior brother."
Let's go." After saying that, the man seemed to have thought of something and looked towards the city, "Senior brother, do you want to take care of some things first?"
"That's fine." Chen Cuo stretched out his hand toward the void and caught a faint golden cicada in his hand.
Hong Yuan looked curious and asked, "What are you going to do, senior brother?"
"It's not polite to come and not come back. Buddhists like to make up stories. I also have a lot of stocks in my belly, just in time to discuss with them." Chen Cuo said, tightening his sleeves, "Okay, let's lead the way."
"Okay!" Hongyuan didn't hesitate, set up a firelight, enveloped the two of them, and flew away in the blink of an eye!
However, just before leaving, Chen Cuo suddenly flicked his sleeves.
A part of the dilapidated city suddenly collapsed, and the little bit of seven-colored light hidden inside was completely destroyed!
"ah!!!"
In Chang'an City, the young man with a red mole sitting cross-legged in the air screamed and rolled to the ground.
Seven-colored smoke rose from all over his body, and the shadow of the Buddha above his head was crumbling. Outside, throughout Chang'an City, the Buddhist incense trembled and showed signs of disappearing!
And this shrill scream actually startled a convoy passing by the road outside the courtyard, and the sound of a girl crying loudly came from the middle car.
A group of nursing staff in the hospital were also attracted, with anxious expressions. They knew in their hearts that if something happened to their young master, how could they and others escape from the accident? So they ignored the report and pushed the door open directly.
Behind the door, there was a scene of a disheveled young man getting up from the ground in embarrassment.
"Master, you..." Just as he was saying this, several nursing staff suddenly felt their souls coming out, but they saw that the young man's eyes were filled with red blood. When he looked closely, he saw that the young man's eyes were dead and dead, and he was obviously blind.
"Master, what's wrong with you!"
"It's none of our business!"
"It's over... it's over!"
"Don't make any noise!" A loud shout calmed everyone down. The boy with the red mole took a deep breath and asked: "There was a motorcade passing by outside the courtyard just now. Do you know which one it belongs to?"
The guards trembled and their eyes fell on a young man who was guarding outside the hospital just now.
The young man trembled and said: "A certain family did not inquire. I just heard that someone in the motorcade called the leader 'Master Wu'. I think it must be a family named Wu."
"Wu family?" The expression of the young man with red moles changed slightly, and there was a golden light in his eyes, and he had a feeling, "Help me catch up! Hurry!"
"He just left without saying anything clearly."
In the ruins of Loulan, Zhu Gang's hyena dragged the rake and walked faster and faster.
"However, there are so many dead people here and the atmosphere is so gloomy that it is really not suitable to stay for a long time! I have to leave too!"
Suddenly, a vague voice sounded faintly
"Although the dead are heavy, they still want them."
Zhu Gang was startled, turned around and saw a petite woman.
This woman looked young and handsome, but her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. She was wearing an underskirt, and her whole body was wrapped in an icy cold air.
Her face was indifferent, her eyes were as dark as the abyss, and there was frost everywhere she looked.
"Good guy! What kind of monster are you?" Zhu Gang jumped back ten feet, picked up the nail rake, and looked on guard.
"I am the master of life and death." The woman said calmly, "Since you are here, do you know who touched life and death and stole our way?"
"What the hell? The Taoist Master of Life and Death? I've never heard of it!" Zhu Ganghe curled his lips, and as soon as he moved his feet, he was about to run away, "However, if you ask who has used magical powers here, I can tell you, but that's not the case. Those bald thieves, go find them!"
"Bald thief?" The woman tilted her head slightly, as if thinking, "I have heard of it, but not very familiar with it. Since you know it so well, come and lead me the way!" After that, she swayed and arrived at Zhugang Hyena. from before.
Zhu Gangbiao's eyes widened and his whole body stiffened.
"Um?"
In front of the Flame Spirit Mountain, Chen Cuo felt something in his heart and looked back, waiting for calculation.
Suddenly, thousands of lights flashed in front, and fires lined up on both sides, followed by the sound of harps and gongs and drums.
When he looked at it attentively, the first thing that caught his eye was a building suspended in fire clouds and lightning. The clouds and mist were like curtains. The ground was filled with immortal wine and delicacies were in the building. Seven people were sitting in it.
Seeing Chen Cuo, the seven of them stood up together, cupped their hands and said, "I have met Mr. Dao! We have been waiting here for a long time. Mr. Tao, please come to the table. We have something to ask of you."
