Chapter 362: Destiny with Buddha? The Road of the Divine Emperor
Although Buddhism has never produced a supreme emperor, its teachings have been spread since ancient times.
Every major ancient star field and the source of life has its inheritance, which has not been cut off.
And in Shenzhou's induction, the hill in front of him was overgrown with weeds, the temple was dilapidated, and the incense was not strong.
After walking through the entire temple, there was only one old monk sitting cross-legged in it, with no cultivation at all.
Thinking about it, it is indeed just an ordinary temple in the world of human beings.
Shenzhou has never been interested in such temples without the inheritance of Taoism.
But today, for some reason, he felt depressed. He came here by chance and listened to the evening drums and morning bells, but he felt a sense of emptiness.
After thinking for a while, Shenzhou thought, since I have nothing to do, what if I went into the temple to take a look?
After making up his mind, Shenzhou landed on the path in the mountains far away.
The weeds reached waist level, almost completely covering the stone path. It was obvious that no one had gone up the mountain to worship for an unknown period of time.
Shenzhou didn't use his magic power and hiked up the mountain, arriving at the temple in a short while.
What you see before your eyes is the same as what you see in the air.
The door is broken, the plaque is mottled, and a dying bodhi tree is planted in front of the temple. In the main hall, there is only an old monk with long eyebrows knocking on a wooden fish, and a mottled black iron pestle beside him.
As if he sensed someone coming to the door, the old monk stopped knocking on the wooden fish and slowly raised his head:
"I never thought that there would be visitors from far away visiting my door today. It is really a blessing for this poor monk."
Looking at the old monk's sparse yellow hair, Shenzhou immediately returned the salute and said lightly:
"I have met the master, but I don't know, what is the name of the master?"
"Just call the old monk Mara."
The old monk who calls himself Moro has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and looks like an enlightened monk.
He took the initiative to invite Shenzhou to come in and give him lectures on scriptures and Taoism.
Moro's words were full of excitement, which actually made the god opposite him feel enlightened.
After many tests in secret, he was convinced that the old monk in front of him was indeed just an ordinary person, and he couldn't help but be frightened.
I have never thought that there are masters in the mortal world who have such a profound understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth. Buddhism should not be underestimated.
After some exchanges, Shenzhou was also impressed by the exquisiteness of his Dharma and exaggeratedly said:
"What I heard from the master today is truly better than any fairy scripture or divine scroll."
In this regard, Moro also expressed modesty:
"Buddhism has supreme secrets, Taoism is also profound, and there are many great teachings handed down from generation to generation, among which there is no distinction between superior and inferior."
I don't know why, but Shenzhou, who is usually extremely cautious, is extremely relaxed in front of Moro.
After thinking for a moment, Shenzhou asked:
"Master, I have a close friend who suffers from some kind of intractable disease. He often forgets the past. Every time he wakes up, he feels like he is reborn."
"I wonder if there is a solution in Buddhism?"
Hearing this, Moro smiled slightly and said immediately:
"When all sentient beings in this mortal world see Bodhisattva, all karma and all causes and effects will become empty."
"Buddhism practices cause and effect, talks about reincarnation, and looks forward to the next life."
"If you can always forget the past, renew yourself, and start from scratch, or do good deeds or accumulate karma, wouldn't your lifetime of practice be worth hundreds of lives of others' hard work?"
After hearing this, if Shen Zhou had some realization, he immediately said with an embarrassed look on his face:
"Master, he is my relative and friend, not me."
In this regard, Moro's face still looked like a smile but not a smile:
"Donor, don't you understand yet?"
"It's you and it's him, what's the difference?"
"All things in the world of mortals, reincarnations of past lives, and in the end, are not just sands of sand in the Ganges, a drop in the ocean, and dreams in vain."
"Only by pointing directly at the true heart can one see the supreme true Buddha. At that time, one will be able to penetrate the memory of the past life. If you look around, it is just dust on your shoulders. Just brush it away."
"Only when the true Buddha nature remains in the heart forever, can we achieve great freedom and freedom!"
In the end, Moro actually did not use Buddhist magical powers, only the shadow of an oil lamp faintly appeared above his head.
There is glass from all realms in it, and the light of the Buddha shines, trying to illuminate the future of the people in front of you.
However, when the words of Moro fell into the ears of Shenzhou, he was enlightened and enlightened.
Yes, what are you thinking about now? One day, you will reach the top of the mountain, and you will be proud of the world. Why worry about a great revenge being difficult to avenge, and why worry about old memories being difficult to find?
"Master, I understand!" Shenzhou looked excited and held Moro's hands directly.
I haven’t gotten down to business yet, what have you learned?
The doubts in his heart flashed away, and Moro immediately returned to normal, with a smile on his lips and said:
"My Buddha is merciful. Donor, you really live in Suhui, and you have a deep connection with my Buddha. Are you willing to be my Buddhist protector?"
Hearing this, Shenzhou laughed loudly and immediately walked out the door:
"Hahaha! Master, you'd better find someone else to deal with this matter."
"When I achieve the supreme path and fruition, I will never forget your grace of enlightenment today, and I will build a golden Buddha body for you!"
"Farewell!"
Seeing Shenzhou setting up the divine rainbow and walking away, Moro didn't show any surprise on his face, nor did he make any move to stop him.
For a long time, until Shenzhou's figure had disappeared, he muttered:
"My Buddha is merciful...Madeh, another duck you got flew away!"
Moro, who just now looked like an enlightened monk, actually uttered obscene words. If anyone saw this, they would be shocked.
"Don't lie—"
Beside, a majestic and majestic voice sounded, coming from the rusty pestle.
As his words fell, the rust faded away, revealing a pestle of merit and virtue, flowing with an unparalleled aura.
In an instant, the fairy clouds reflected here were brilliant and colorful, and nine colors of divine light illuminated the heaven and earth in all directions.
When I looked again, I saw no dilapidated temples, only wormwood up to the waist, and it was completely desolate.
And the dying Bodhi tree turned into a vibrant twig and fell into Moro's hands.
The god in the merit pestle continued to scold:
"Don't you learn your lesson and forget the admonitions given by Daofu Tianzun in the past? Are you going to forcibly convert others into my Buddhism again?"
Hearing this, Moro couldn't help but tremble all over, shivered, and muttered:
"I don't know how long it has been since he passed away. You are still thinking about him..."
Seeing the merit tree shining brightly, as if he wanted to scold him again, Moro quickly explained:
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content that follows! "I do think that he is extremely talented, and I want to introduce him to our Buddhist sect, to become the supreme protector of our religion, and to protect the true Buddha in the future, but he does not
You haven’t used your magical power to transform!”
"Hmph! It's all nonsense and fallacy! Although he is amazing and has the ultimate appearance, he is not on the same path as my Buddha. Forcibly introducing him is a disaster rather than a blessing."
At this point, a mysterious rune flew out of the merit tree and sank directly into Moro's immortal platform.
"Over and over again, I almost went astray, and I will definitely punish you today."
Sensing that the rune was imprisoning him in the immortal platform, Moro suddenly frowned, but he did not dare to contradict him and only complained:
"If this continues, when will I be able to see my Buddha..."
"There is a time to gather and disperse, but now the time has not come."
In the pestle of merit and virtue, the god's voice fell and did not speak again.
On the other side, the divine rainbow runs through the sky and the earth. Above it, Shenzhou's face is not as relaxed as he imagined, but rather has a feeling of surviving after a disaster:
"That old monk is really weird. Fortunately, I'm smart and can run fast!"
However, having said that, there is no doubt that the old monk is an eminent Buddhist monk, and may even be a holy Buddha.
Listening to his lectures on scriptures and Taoism is not without gain.
Now, Shenzhou's thoughts are clear and his heart is clear.
And in his eyes was an incomparable burning desire to fight, determined to win the supreme fruit.
Originally, Shenzhou was quite hesitant about whether to embark on the only ancient road, and he was worried about Beidou's people.
But now, he understands very well that only by becoming emperor can he settle with the enemy!
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On this day, a young man named Shenzhou resolutely embarked on the trial of the only ancient road.
He will defeat the powerful enemies of all races, sweep away the geniuses of all worlds, and create a glorious path for a lifetime.
Then, his divine power was supreme, he looked down upon the past, present and future, shining brightly in the nine heavens and ten earths. Even the supreme being in the restricted area of life was in despair.