After the Xiao family's Hundred Flowers Banquet ended, Wu Ming followed Zhang Mingxuan and went back to take a look at the Jade Buddha. Net
The Jade Buddha is ten centimeters high, holding a treasure in each hand, wearing a golden lotus crown on his head, and his face is extremely solemn.
When Wu Ming saw this, he was 100% sure that this was Fudo Ming King Bodhisattva.
Because Fudo Mingwang Bodhisattva is a Dharma-protecting Bodhisattva in Buddhism. The sword in his right hand represents cutting off all sins. The rope in his left hand represents that all evils have nowhere to escape.
Although other Buddhist Bodhisattvas have had thousands of incarnations, this image uniquely belongs to Fudo Myoyo, and this cannot be false.
"It's really Fudo Myoyo. This is really interesting! If I remember correctly, in the world of cultivation, there is no such thing as an upper realm, and there is no so-called Buddhism. What is the meaning of this statue of Fudo Myoyo appearing here?
By chance, there is a Buddhist kingdom in the vast world, and it plans to lead this ownerless middle-thousand world!" Wu Ming's mind was spinning, thinking about the problems here.
If it was just a coincidence, it would be no big deal if Fudo Myooh appeared.
If someone did it deliberately, it is very likely that the great power in Buddhism has discovered this ownerless middle thousand world, and this is planning in advance.
Of these two possibilities, I can't say which one is greater.
However, according to Liu Suifeng's memory, Zhang Mingxuan did not establish a sect, nor did he reverse the unfavorable situation faced by the human race in the struggle for hegemony among the hundreds of races.
In other words, even if the shadow of Buddhism exists in the world of cultivation, the result will not change, at least there will be no reversal in the general direction.
"Brother Wu, look, the Buddha statue is bare again!" Just as Wu Ming was thinking wildly, Zhang Mingxuan's exclamation came to his ears.
Wu Ming looked up and saw the Buddha statue of Fudo Ming King. There was a great light blooming all over the body, and the Dharma became more and more dignified.
"Those who see my body have bodhicitta! Those who hear my name, renounce evil and practice good deeds! Those who listen to my teachings will receive great power! Those who know my mind will become Buddhas in their bodies, become Buddhas in their bodies, and become Buddhas in their bodies."
Suddenly, a loud sound reached my ears and reached my heart. In a trance, three thousand Arhats and eight hundred monks appeared in front of me.
Wu Ming's face changed drastically when he heard the voice. The voice was like a demonic voice, with a faint impulse to make people take refuge. It seemed that all the troubles would turn into great happiness and great liberation, and one could obtain the fruits of Western bliss as long as he knelt down and sat in front of the Buddha.
"No, is this a Buddha or a demon?" Wu Ming bit the tip of his tongue hard and gained a moment of clarity.
On the other side, Zhang Mingxuan was smiling, sitting with his legs crossed on the ground, and his hands forming the fearless seal, as if he had become the incarnation of King Ming.
Wu Ming frowned slightly as he looked at it. He thought that this great world of cultivation was something he had in his pocket.
If Buddhism were to intervene, it would be hard to say whether this world of cultivation would be regarded as his base camp or a paradise for Buddhism.
"In Liu Suifeng's memory, Buddhism should be a failure. But his memory can only be used as a reference and must not be trusted as good advice. I can't bet on it either! The best way is to make this Buddhism completely useless.
Only then can I have a chance!"
Looking at Zhang Mingxuan who was about to be converted, Wu Ming also crossed his legs on the ground, formed the Taishang Seal with his hands, and recited in a low voice: "If there is love, there will be bias, and if there is bias, there will be differences. Only ruthlessness will show justice. When you are in love, you forget love."
, not to be moved by emotions, not to be disturbed by emotions. Heaven is supremely private, and its use is supremely public. When you get love, you forget love. When you forget love, you gain love. Heaven and earth are for your own use."
The Art of Forgetfulness can avoid inner demons and gain the most impartial heart of Forgetfulness, and the Buddhist mantra that persuades people to take refuge can exactly restrain each other.
Wu Ming sat on the ground, reciting the Art of Forgetting Love over and over again to bless Zhang Mingxuan's body.
After receiving this kind of blessing, Zhang Mingxuan's face seemed angry, as if he had lost great happiness, and his whole face was as dark as water.
Seeing that the Forgetting Art was effective, Wu Ming's voice gradually turned high-pitched, and the Buddha's voice was slowly suppressed.
Ten minutes later, the Buddha stopped speaking the truth and returned to its previous calmness, as if nothing had ever happened.
"Why is there no sound? Has the other party given up?" Wu Ming opened his eyes and looked towards the Buddha statue.
Upon first sight, the Buddha statue was dim and dull, as if all its energy had been exhausted.
There were no loud questions, no shouts, and no independent thoughts.
The whole statue of Fudo Myooh seems to be a dead thing, which only passively inspires the mantra of refuge, without any spirituality at all.
Faced with this result, Wu Ming breathed a deep sigh of relief.
It seems that Buddhism does not attach too much importance to this Zhongqian World, but just arranged a casual chess piece.
Otherwise, on the Fudo Myoyo Buddha statue, there should be less words but spiritual thoughts, and one or two sentences should still be used to express the scene.
"It seems that in Liu Suifeng's memory, Zhang Mingxuan's inherited skills should have come from here. I don't know if Zhang Mingxuan has gained anything after I interrupted the inheritance!" Wu Ming turned to look around him.
Go and find Zhang Mingxuan slowly waking up, with a look of joy on his face.
When he looked up, seeing Wu Ming's gaze, Zhang Mingxuan scratched his head and whispered: "I seem to have some more memories. Someone told me that I have a mission. I must build a Fudo Myoji Temple at a weak point in the world.
, praying day and night and so on! Moreover, he also left me a technique called the Heart Sutra of Fudo Myoyo, which can cultivate the form of the Angry-Eye Vajra!"
When Zhang Mingxuan spoke, he was curious and confused, but he did not have the sincerity that a Buddhist should have.
Wu Ming observed his expression carefully. He didn't know whether it was because Zhang Mingxuan had not been completely converted, or because he had interrupted the inheritance and left many things unexplained.
"How do you feel now?"
"It feels good, especially when I see this statue, I feel a vague sense of intimacy. But when I think about it, I can't think of anything familiar. Instead, it's very weird, and it gives me a not-so-good feeling!"
Zhang Mingxuan told the truth, causing Wu Ming to frown slightly.
Although the inheritance was interrupted, Zhang Mingxuan's cultivation method still came from Fudo Mingwang.
It is normal for the two to have a sense of intimacy. I am afraid that with this Jade Buddha around, Zhang Mingxuan will still be in the same situation as today, and sooner or later he will not be able to escape the fate of being converted.
"You mean, there's something weird about this statue?" Zhang Mingxuan is not a fool. Seeing Wu Ming's face at this time, coupled with that weird sense of intimacy, was enough for him to think of a lot of things.
In the world of cultivation, there are many weird things that can confuse people's minds.
Just thinking about this, Zhang Mingxuan's eyes showed a wary look, and the look he looked at the Jade Buddha no longer had any kindness.
"This Jade Buddha has an extraordinary origin. I won't go into details. If I weren't here today, I'm afraid you wouldn't be yourself. Understand your original intention, what you want to do now, and then do it!
"Wu Ming didn't want to say more about Buddhism, but just pointed it out in a vague way.
When Zhang Mingxuan heard this, he felt the thoughts in his heart and whispered: "I want to kneel down and worship before this Jade Buddha. No, this is not my idea. I want to throw this Jade Buddha and throw him
To pieces!"
Two completely different ideas, Zhang Mingxuan himself was stunned as soon as he said them.
After a while, Zhang Mingxuan felt so evil that he stepped forward and picked up the Jade Buddha, and said angrily: "What a waste, let me build a temple for you. I don't know what you are planning! I'll keep your skills."
Well, you can complete the mission yourself!"
Snapped
The Jade Buddha fell heavily to the ground and was broken into pieces.
As the Jade Buddha was broken, Zhang Mingxuan felt a lightness on his body, as if the big stone pressing on his chest had been completely let go.
"How do you feel now?" Wu Ming brought up old things and asked again.
Zhang Mingxuan exhaled, raised his foot and stepped on the ground twice more, and replied: "It feels much more relaxed. I feel like I am myself again, and I can do whatever I want!"
After hearing this, Wu Ming knew that the matter was over and nothing would happen again.
After all, breaking a Buddha statue with one's own hands is the number one taboo in Buddhism, which is comparable to bullying one's teacher and destroying one's ancestors.
The fact that Zhang Mingxuan could do such a thing means that he is not a sincere Buddhist and the temptation he received is not serious. Otherwise, with the mentality of a sincere Buddhist, those people would rather die than do this.
Time passed slowly, and Zhang Mingxuan smashed the Buddha statue in anger, which was just a small episode.
In the blink of an eye, six years have passed, and the four former young ladies have grown into young men.
This year, Wu Ming and others, who are already fourteen years old, have also reached the time to join the sect.
"Among the human race, there are six top sects. They sit in various territories of the human race and become existences like Dinghai Shenzhen. The four of us are gathered here today to discuss a result. We are all gathered together.
Become a member of the same sect, or be scattered among several sects!"
In a restaurant, four teenagers were sitting in a box, each of them looking impressive.
Hearing such words, a young man with a Chinese character was the first to speak: "I suggest that we separate and the four of us get together. Although it seems more beneficial, the internal resources are not enough. It is better for everyone to join in separately.
As a sect, we don't have to compete, and we can still take care of each other."
"It makes sense, I think so too."
After the young man with the Chinese character face finished speaking, a young man with a pure face and a delicate face said: "After we become apprentices, we can each establish a branch of the Shadow Alliance. We will recruit the talented people in the sect who are interested in us.
Draw them in one by one. When the time comes, the four of us will snowball, making the alliance more powerful. When these people grow up, there will definitely be a place for us in the human race, and this is the best policy!"
"I don't care whether we have the best policy or not. With the strength of the few of us, who do we have to be afraid of if we unite! In my opinion, it would be fine if everyone joins the sect and does whatever they want. If you think too much, you will fall into the inferior position!" After saying this,
The person who spoke was a young man with a dull face, like a stone statue sitting quietly.
Hearing everyone's discussion, the young man in front of him nodded slowly and said with a smile: "In that case, let's serve the cake!"
With a slight clap of hands, there was a servant outside the door, pushing a big cake over.
Suddenly, I saw that the shape of this cake was the same as that of the human race.
Overall, the six major sects are centered on it, and the six colors represent the sect's sphere of influence, including the entire human race territory. To be continued.