On the Wuchao, the Buddha's light shines brightly, like the sun bathing in the sea, illuminating half of the Buddha Mountain.
Two figures with unpredictable auras sat opposite each other, seeming to be confronting each other.
"Who is this fellow Taoist?"
Zen Master Wuchao is sitting in the lotus posture. He is a Bodhisattva with his hair in a bun. He is dressed in light clothes and has a Dharma boundary seal on his hands. His whole body is golden and very solemn.
Freien, the King of Freedom in the World, was wearing a yellow cassock, holding a purple-gold demon-conquering pestle, and a Buddhist scripture on his knees. He said with a smile:
"A passing monk."
"..."
Zen Master Wuchao choked for a moment, his eyes glowed with golden flames, he opened his heavenly eyes and stared at him, as if he was identifying something.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed. The great Buddha in front of him had extremely unfamiliar magic power and could not match any of the Buddhas on Lingshan Mountain.
This made him suspicious. He didn't know which big boss had made a vest to compete with him for business.
"I have never seen fellow Taoists in Lingshan."
Zen Master Wuchao's expression was solemn, and he was using his magic power silently. Behind his back was a vision of a picture scroll, the mother-in-law's pure land, with brilliance flowing, and the scorching Buddha's light almost turned into actual hot golden flames, burning the sky and the earth!
The Buddha's flames shine across the world, burning and melting all things, making heaven and earth bright!
However, despite the blazing Buddhist flames burning his body, King Freen still sat motionless. His flesh and blood were burned reddish, but his face showed compassion and said:
"Amitabha, if the donor does not go to hell, who will?"
"..."
Zen Master Wuchao: (￣△￣;)
Are you sure you recited the sutra correctly?
He felt that this person was very difficult, so he did not show off his face for a moment and warned:
"My fellow Taoist has great magical power and attains the status of Buddha. If he belongs to the Great Leiyin Temple in Lingshan, he should not stop me."
Buddha, the King of Freedom, shook his head: "I am ashamed. Since ancient times, I have been a poor monk practicing self-cultivation. I have never paid homage to the Two Saints, I have not gone to Xumi, I have not entered Lingshan Mountain, I have been living behind closed doors, and I have been in self-exile. I am practicing Wild Fox Zen."
"..."
Are you kidding me?
If you don’t worship the Two Saints and don’t respect Tathagata Buddha, how dare you call yourself a Buddhist monk?
With a cold expression on his face, Zen Master Wuchao took out a golden lamp and placed it on his head. The immeasurable Buddha's light was released, which was more dazzling than the ancient sun. Nine golden crows flew around, overflowing with incandescent divine flames!
boom!!
The golden crow divine bird rushed over with bright light flames surging all over its body. The sun was like fire, and everything melted. It was hidden in the barrier, and the red ground was thousands of miles away. It seemed to recreate the magnificent scene of the ten-day sky in the ancient years!
His skills are close to the Tao, and he is so powerful that he is at the lowest level of Da Luo and reaches the level of quasi-sage.
In response to this, King Freen just smiled faintly, raised his left hand, and pushed it out with one palm.
boom!!
The golden Buddha palm breaks through the air, and the huge "swastika" seal carries a terrifying pressure that suppresses all the ways of heaven and earth, piercing the clouds and cracking the air, crushing everything!
The nine Golden Crows were knocked away by the astonishing power contained in the Buddha's palm, wailing and bleeding, and exploded on the spot.
The Buddha's flames collapsed, Zen Master Wuchao let out a groan, and flew backwards thousands of feet, with blood droplets flying on his body.
He stopped his decline, the golden lamp above his head dimmed slightly, blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, his eyes trembled, and he said:
"Tathagata Divine Palm! Which disciple of Buddha are you!?"
It makes no sense. When he came out this time, he also asked the World Honored One for instructions beforehand. With his strength and position, he was qualified to participate in the calamity of Journey to the West and get a share of the pie.
Why do some eminent Buddhist monks come to make things difficult for him?
Those who can learn the divine palm and have such a pure palm mind must be a disciple that the Buddha valued, or a person with great supernatural powers affiliated with Lingshan, rather than just an enemy who has also practiced Buddhism and deliberately confuses the audience.
Or maybe he missed something?
He used the first move of the Tathagata Palm, "The First Appearance of Buddha's Light", to injure Zen Master Wuchao. King Buddha Zizai took back his left hand, smiled calmly, and said:
"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate."
"..."
Zen Master Wuchao:(????)
This thing is so weak.
He was very angry and revealed his Dharma body. The Buddha was nine feet tall and had eight arms on all sides. He was holding rosary beads, an umbrella, an alms bowl, a fish intestine, a golden hook and other magical objects. There was also a nine-grade lotus platform emerging.
, immeasurable clouds of light, shining in all directions!
The vitality of heaven and earth gathers together, and all the realms resonate faintly, almost giving off a quasi-sage atmosphere.
This is a very surprising thing. There is no such person as Zen Master Wuchao in the list of Lingshan Buddha and Bodhisattva. There is a high probability that he is also someone's vest.
Just when Zen Master Wuchao was about to give it a try, Tang Monk and his party rushed nearby.
He hesitated for a moment, dispersed his Dharmakaya, restrained his vision, and sat still.
When Tang Sanzang came to the mountainside, he saw two monks sitting opposite each other under the bodhi tree, not looking at all strange.
But he still didn't dare to neglect it. He had seen the vision of the sun falling and the golden crows emerging just now, and he knew that this was either a living Buddha or a Bodhisattva descending to earth.
Tang Sanzang hurried forward, knelt on the grass, kowtowed and said:
"Xuan Zang, I have met these two sages!"
The Free World King Freyn glanced at him. Although his appearance was different, he could vaguely feel the soul aura of Jin Chanzi back then.
Unfortunately, ten reincarnations have washed away too much. Compared to the pedantic and cowardly Tang Sanzang, he still prefers the unruly Jin Chanzi.
King Freen looked at Sanzang and said calmly:
"Buddha said that all living beings are equal, why do you have to kneel down?"
Tang Sanzang was stunned and froze on the spot, feeling a little at a loss for the moment.
Is there anything wrong with meeting Buddha and worshiping him?
Wukong looked at the two mysterious monks under the bodhi tree, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile:
"They say that all living beings are equal, but in their hearts they are all about the same level. Which of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan Mountain are not looking down on all living beings from above? Those believers have been fasting and chanting Buddha's name all their lives, and after going to the Paradise of Paradise, they still have to kowtow and kneel down and chant sutras every day. Do they really think they believe that?
Can the Buddha sit on the same level as the ancient Bodhisattva Buddha and talk and laugh happily?"
These words were very slap in the face. Tang Monk's face turned red with anger and his body trembled.
Zen Master Wuchao frowned and scolded: "Monkey King, don't you come here to confuse people with your evil words and confuse right and wrong. How profound and profound is Buddhism? Ordinary people, even if they spend their entire lives, it is difficult to understand the true meaning of the wonderful Dharma, respect the Buddhas, and abide by the precepts."
, only by spiritually approaching the Buddha can one see the spiritual mountain.
Don’t you know that when wine and meat pass through the intestines, it remains in the heart of the Buddha that if people in the world imitate me, it will be like entering the devil’s path?
If ordinary people are arrogant and arrogant, even if the true Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are in front of them, they will not be able to escape the world of suffering and will not be able to escape!"
Some necessary rituals, etiquette, and precepts can help eliminate distracting thoughts and enhance spiritual practice.
Therefore, every religion has a set of rituals.
Wukong understood this truth, but he still disdained it and said:
"What you say is better than what you sing. Paying homage to the Buddhas is a waste of energy. It looks pious, but in fact it is foolish. In the end, the soul returns to the pure land of the Buddha. The so-called bliss is no different from rotten wood, it is just indifferent!"
"What do you think the great sage has to say?"
Zen Master Wuchao said expressionlessly.
"My master has something to say, struggle with heaven, struggle with earth, struggle with people. If you want to escape from the sea of suffering, it is useless to pray to gods and worship Buddha. Only continuous self-improvement is the right path in the world!"
"ridiculous."
Zen Master Wuchao shook his head, with a look of compassion on his face, "In this troubled world, all living beings are suffering, and human power is exhausted. Not everyone, the Great Sage Qitian, is like you, with the ability to control the world and subjugate dragons and tigers!
It is difficult for all sentient beings to enter the gate of immortality because of their small strength and insignificance. Only by paying homage to immortals and Buddhas can we have a chance of liberation."
"What the Lord said is absolutely true!"
Tang Monk immediately nodded in agreement and glared at the Great Sage.
Wukong disagreed, crossed his arms and snorted coldly:
"Don't talk so sweetly about fooling all sentient beings and harvesting faith. Losing one's true nature and becoming a puppet of immortals and Buddhas is not liberation. Everyone is like a dragon, fighting against heaven and earth, and breaking the cage is the right path!"
"Everyone is like a dragon?"
When Zen Master Wuchao heard this, he sneered and said, "In the past, the Qing Emperor wanted to do this, but it was in vain. Qin Shihuang was even more ridiculous. He did not know his own strength and could not withstand the first wave of backlash. The ancient world is vast and boundless, but there are still limits. Humans
People are like dragons, they are constantly striving for self-improvement, but it is just empty talk.
There are limits to the way of heaven, spiritual energy, blessed places, and treasures of heaven, materials, and earth. If there are too many practitioners, it will inevitably exceed the endurance limit of the ancient world, brewing catastrophic forces, causing various disasters, and demonic ways causing trouble, making it even more turbulent.
disturbed.
Paying homage to the immortals and Buddhas, achieving a lifetime of bliss in the Pure Land, eliminating karma, accumulating some spiritual wisdom from past lives, and reentering reincarnation is the best choice!"
Wukong remained silent, unable to refute.
There are many things that he just heard from his master, but he may not have a deep understanding of them.
King Freen shook his head slightly and said: "What fellow Taoist said is not unreasonable, but it is still a bit conservative."
"What kind of advice does fellow Taoist have?" Zen Master Wuchao said disapprovingly with a trace of mockery on his face.
The Qing Emperor had the help of Nuwa and the whole ancient era, the rule of the three emperors, the great merits of the five emperors, as well as the massive faith of all people, and the power of humanity. He could only transcend his own transcendence, and could not rule the world with humanity.
Let alone everyone else, let alone others?
Using the Pure Land of Cave Heaven to accept the faith of all people, allowing mortal souls to accumulate spirituality and survive reincarnation is already the limit of heaven and spiritual mountains.
This is also the conclusion recognized by the immortals and Buddhas of the Three Realms. He can't think of a better way.
King Freen said calmly:
"Heaven has limitations, so break them. The prehistoric world is limited in size, so promote the world. The endless world and infinite time and space can naturally carry the vision of humanity ruling the sky and everyone being like a dragon."
In fact, these two goals are very big. Humanity rules the sky, which means that we have to be enemies with the Three Purities and Heaven. Everyone is like a dragon, which means we have to face the power of heaven.
When Wukong heard this, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that this monk was quite pleasing to his eye.
Tang Monk looked horrified and secretly thought that it was crazy for ordinary people to think that anyone could be as good as the immortals and Buddhas.
Zen Master Wuchao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed so hard that he couldn't help but hold his stomach, his body trembled, and tears almost came out of his eyes.
"Hahahahaha...hahahahaha...break the limitations of heaven and promote the advancement of the world? Fellow Taoist, you are simply crazy and have gone crazy!"
"Is it funny?"
King Buddha Zi Zi said calmly.
"Are you comparable to Qingdi?"
"Why can't you compare? A saint is amazing?"
"..."
Zen Master Wuchao choked for a moment and looked at him in confusion as if he were a madman.
Compared with Emperor Qing, do you want to be the mother of the Buddha, or the Buddha?
"Fellow Taoist, I don't know where you got the confidence. Maybe you are a great person in your true form, but so what? Not to mention the saints, even the Great God Pangu could only open up the prehistoric world, and then exhaust his efforts to promote the prehistoric world.
To be promoted, even if the Heavenly Dao goes down in person and all the saints give their full assistance, there may not be a 10% chance!"
Yes, the prehistoric world is actually growing, but this is a very slow process, and it is interrupted and severely damaged from time to time. For example, the two catastrophes of the Lich War and the Conferred God War caused serious damage to the prehistoric world.
.
There will be many great catastrophes in the future, even countless catastrophes, and the devil knows what they will be like.
At the end of a Pangu era, the probability of refining earth, water, wind, and fire, and reopening the ancient world, is much higher than that of world promotion.
Even if thousands of Pangea have passed, the prehistoric world may not be able to undergo an essential upgrade.
This is so difficult that Zen Master Wuchao doesn't believe it at all. Not to mention the guy with unknown origins in front of him, even the Buddha would not dare to speak such wild words.
The highest wish of Lingshan Buddhism is to save all sentient beings, to create a pure land on earth, an eternal Buddhist kingdom, and to co-govern the three realms with heaven.
King Buddha Zi Zi shook his head and said: "Summer insects cannot talk about ice."
Zen Master Wuchao: "..."
Tang Sanzang: "..."
The two were speechless for a moment.
Zhu Bajie scratched his head, approached Zi Zai Wang Fo, and said curiously:
"Who are you, old man? Isn't it the Buddha who descended to earth?"
With such an arrogant tone, it is probably the trumpet of Buddha, otherwise who would dare to be so arrogant?
King Freen was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Zen Master Wuchao looked uncertain, took out a scripture and handed it to Monk Tang.
The golden book is splendid and radiant, with infinite Buddhist treasures. On the cover are written the words "Many Hearts Sutra", which is the secret scripture of Buddhism.
Tang Sanzang took the ancient scripture in confusion.
He did not realize that when he took the scripture, wisps of invisible and extremely pure aspiration flowed into his body and nourished his soul. Some mysterious Sanskrit words emerged on his true soul, and ancient sacrificial sounds were silent.
Echoing between heaven and earth.
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An empty Taoist fruit was like a golden lamp in front of the Buddha, floating on his head.
No one could see this scene, not even Sun Wukong was aware of it.
This is the work of a saint!
A gleam of silver light flashed in the eyes of King Free En, and he stared at Tang Sanzang, who was stunned in place, with his true spirit shining, and the path and fruit of his previous life appearing above his head, thoughtfully.
Those lines of ancient Sanskrit are a bit dreamy, unfathomable and supreme.
"Introducing the Buddha, he attained enlightenment in a dream, his previous life was just a dream, but today he knows that I am who he is... So it's like this. No wonder Tang Monk became a Buddha immediately as soon as he arrived at Lingshan Mountain, and he is still a great Buddha with a bright future."
King Buddha was filled with admiration in his heart.
The sage's method is indeed extraordinary, moistening things silently and without any smoke or smoke.
Monk Sha, Zhu Bajie, and Sun Wukong all have the power to cultivate themselves. They accept the Buddha's fruition status and it is a matter of course.
Tang Monk was very good in his previous life, but in his tenth reincarnation, his cultivation had been cleansed long ago. How could an ordinary person ascend to heaven in one step and reach a higher status than Monkey King?
The answer is right here.
Jin Chanzi's Dao Fruit has not disappeared, but has been sealed by the saint's means.
The Buddha gave Zen Master Wuchao the "Multi-Heart Sutra" and asked him to give it to Tang Monk without any magical power. It only awakened his spirituality in the past life. When he reached Lingshan Mountain, he awakened the path and fruit of his previous life and carried the merits and luck of the journey to the west, so he could reach heaven in one step.
"Do fellow Taoists still want to take action?"
King Freen said with a smile.
Zen Master Wuchao looked at him, glanced at the monkey, and sighed:
"I had to take action because I was offended."
Wukong was shocked, his hair stood on end, he took out his golden cudgel, and without saying a word, he smashed it at Zen Master Wuchao.
boom!!
The golden cudgel surged ten thousand feet, pierced the sea of clouds with one stick, and hit Zen Master Wuchao with the force of a falling sky pillar. The void collapsed and half of the Buddha Mountain was shaken!
"What are you doing, monkey, are you crazy?"
Bajie was startled and hurriedly retreated.
Monk Sha also grabbed the somewhat absent-minded Tang Monk, threw him onto the white dragon horse, picked up his luggage, and ran away.
Although I couldn't understand what was going on, I slipped away first as a courtesy.
"May the lamps and lanterns become equivalent to the three thousand worlds.
May the lamp and stick become the king of Mount Xumi.
May the lamp oil become nothing more than a vast ocean.
Billions of these lamps appear in front of every Buddha.
May this light eliminate all the darkness of ignorance below the Three Supreme Beings and above the Infinite Hell, and may the pure lands of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the ten directions be revealed and seen with their own eyes!”
The vast Zen sound resounded throughout the world.
Zen Master Wuchao stood up and revealed his Dharma body, with eight arms on all sides and a flawless golden body, just like the sun. A glazed fairy lamp floated behind his head, shining on the universe!
Countless golden lotuses are scattered all over the world, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away are blurred in the light!
This kind of power has far exceeded the scope of Daluo Jinxian.
When illuminated by the glazed fairy lamp, the golden cudgel stagnated. Even if it could shatter thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, it could not shake the boundless Buddha's light.
Wukong's eyes were spitting fire, and he was fixed by the glazed fairy lamp, unable to move. Sparks burst out from the golden lamp, and wisps of pure Buddha light entangled like golden dragons and snakes, quickly pierced the void and rushed towards him!
"hehe."
King Freen sneered, stood up, and clenched the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, "Let me, come and learn the old monk's skills!"
