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Chapter 1349 Text

Qin Chushang looked outside the hall. These three Buddha statues should be the ones destroyed outside, the God of Chariots, the Prince Buddha, and the Four-faced Bodhisattva.

But what she didn't understand was why the evil spirits could still do evil when the three Buddha statues were clearly here.

"The evil spirit used his remaining magic power to confuse people's hearts and make people dig out these three Buddha statues and then destroy them. The evil spirit was no longer suppressed, regained all its magic power, and brought down the plague."

"All those who contracted the plague, their bodies rotted away and went crazy. The monks knew that they were no match for the evil spirits and fled back to their hometowns."

Hongye asked: "What happens next?"

"Soon after, the monk came back, but he didn't come back alone, but brought dozens of monks from his hometown. Three of them were powerful monks who could transform into the images of the three ancient Buddhas and show the majesty of the ancient Buddhas.

, and at the same time, they also brought a magical weapon specially made to deal with this evil spirit, which is the staff in my hand."

"With this magical weapon and the efforts of dozens of monks, the evil spirit was finally suppressed in the stone again. The plague disappeared and peace and tranquility returned to this place."

"They rebuilt the temple and built three Buddha statues to permanently suppress this evil spirit."

The three girls looked around. This temple, full of ancient atmosphere, was probably the temple in this story.

"Since then, the people here have had extremely devout faith in the Buddha. One hundred, two hundred, three hundred years... it has slowly become a prosperous country that worships the Buddha."

It turns out that the establishment of this dynasty has such a history and is related to this evil spirit.

Qin Chushang looked at the hundreds of skeletons on the ground. It was obvious that these hundreds of monks were not the dozens of monks who subdued the evil spirits in the first place. This happened again after a long time.

He asked: "Changqing, is the story over? Apart from the eminent monk and this staff, is there any detailed method to subdue this evil spirit?"

Xie Fu turned the staff and looked at the other side of the staff: "After subduing the evil spirits, they held a particularly solemn ceremony in front of the stone. They left warning words on the back of the stone, and at the same time they also paid attention to the scriptures on the front of the stone.

Interpret the text pattern, this is the supreme mantra left by the ancient Buddha to suppress evil spirits..."

Listening to Xie Fu's words, Hongye walked to the back of the stone and saw words similar to the scriptures engraved on the back, but she couldn't understand any of them.

Qin Chushang also looked over to confirm, but it was difficult to move at this time, so he asked: "Hongye, what do you see?"

"There are scriptures, but I can't understand any of them."

Qin Chushang asked again: "Is it different from the scripture pattern on the front?"

After looking at it carefully, Hongye said: "It looks the same, but it also seems different."

It would be better for Mr. Xie to take action in person for this kind of matter. Qin Chushang said: "Changqing, it's not convenient for me to move. Please compare the words on the front and back of the stone."

Fu Xie looked at the staff, immersed in it, and seemed not to hear Qin Chushang's words. He turned the staff and looked at the third side of the staff, continuing to tell his story: "Later, a group of people came here, and they

Wearing robes, they looked like Taoist robes and Confucian robes. Later, this group of people also had followers and began to build Taoist temples. I don’t know how many years passed. The Taoism they worshiped took root and grew in this Buddhist country. One day, the descendants thought they could subdue them.

This evil spirit allowed this stone to see the light of day again, and history repeated itself again. The plague came to the earth again, and many people died. The prosperous Buddha-worshiping country slowly turned into ruins and sank in the chaos..."

Qin Chushang's expression turned serious. These newcomers might be people from the Taoist sect or the Confucian sect. After all, records of Confucianism and Taoism can be traced back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties. As for their origins, they are probably even older.

As for why this group of people did this, in the final analysis, it is because of the differences between factions. It is the bad nature of human beings to fight for differences since ancient times. Even if the three sects of the same Taoist sect have always been different, let alone the different factions.

No matter what the identity of this group of people is, it is obvious that they have overestimated their own strength.

Seeing that Xie Fu stopped telling stories, Qin Chushang said: "Changqing, look at the scriptures on the front and back of the stone."

Xie Fu put down his staff, focused on the stone, and looked at the scripture patterns on it with concentration, without even glancing at it for a long time.

Hongye asked softly: "Brother, can you see it? I can't understand any of it."

Xie Fu responded: "Of course you can't understand any of them."

Qin Chushang heard that Xie Fu could understand, and asked in shock: "Changqing, can you understand?"

Xie Fu turned to look at Qin Chushang, with a smile on his face, as if to say, Yuyang, you are not very smart and proud. You think you can do everything on your own, so why do you need to ask for help from others now?

The two have known each other for so long that they can understand each other just by looking at each other.

"Changqing, how long has it been? You and I will settle the accounts slowly in the future. Please give me some advice."

"Urgent things don't come in a hurry, and things don't always work out in a hurry. Last night was urgent enough, but it wasn't..."

Xie Fu said, holding back, looking at the stone again and saying: "Of course you can't understand the scriptures on this, because this is... this is a kind of writing that transcends words?"

“What does the word beyond words mean?”

Xie Fu said: "It's so simple that you need to understand and understand it, but it's so rich that you can immerse yourself in the text."

These words went beyond Qin Chushang's cognitive scope. When they fell into his ears, they felt extremely mysterious, as if he was listening to heaven and man teach him the way of heaven and earth.

Xie Fu expressed his understanding of this text: "Whenever and where you stand, you will know its meaning, and it will simplify the complex text. I don't know how many times more advanced than the current text, just like consciousness, like memory, just like

It's like a scene, passing by in an instant, but using our current words to express it, I don't know how complicated it is."

"In the season of hunting for snow, under the full moon on the mountain top, this scene can be described in a thousand words, or it can be recited in a simple poem, but it cannot be expressed in one word. Thousands of words are not as good as experiencing the scene in one's heart. It is mysterious.

"

These words sounded extremely mysterious and unbelievable. Although Qin Chushang knew Fu Xie well, he was surprised and said: "Changqing, do you really understand?"

Xie Fu simply explained: "I once accidentally discovered this kind of writing and thought it was written before the Xia Dynasty. I spent many years and drew tens of thousands of pictures, and finally understood this kind of writing."

Ten thousand! Qin Chushang couldn't help but be speechless. She realized that she couldn't understand all the stories behind the four words "Xie Fu" and "Seven Star Talented Man".

Xie Fu pointed at the corners of his eyebrows: "These scenes are all in my mind."

In general, although Xie Fu is smart, he has no one to teach him and never attends meetings. He uses a stupid method, which is to write down all the information.

This kind of writing is a kind of cognition. It uses its powerful memory to reproduce the cognition of the entire civilization.

Just like in our ordinary life, if you know something, you don’t need to talk much. If you don’t understand it, you won’t understand it for a long time, because you completely lack this knowledge.

Qin Chushang said: "The scripture patterns above are the supreme mantras left by the ancient Buddha to suppress evil spirits. What about you?"


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