After Xiang Que came to Xitian, it was impossible for him to know the secret of how Lingshan survived the disaster overnight.
After all, he couldn't go to Lingshan Mountain to inquire about it in a big way.
Although Manjusri, Samantabhadra and Guanyin Bodhisattva have unusual relationships with him, in the end he and the four Bodhisattvas are not really from the same camp, so it is impossible for Xiang Que to reveal his true identity to them casually.
If this were to be known by Tathagata, it would be a waste.
Xiang Que planned to stay in the Pure Land of the West during this period and visit.
Anyway, in today's fairy world, there is nothing major that he has to deal with.
Although it is said that the collapse of the immortal world is about to come, a very strange pattern has emerged at this time, that is, the closer the collapse is, the more peaceful the various immortal sects are, because no one will worry about others at this time.
Let go of everything, grudges and hatred.
The important matter of life and death has not yet been resolved. If you consider other things, it will be a big loss.
Xiang Que settled down and transformed himself into a very ordinary member of the group in the Western Pure Land. His level of cultivation was not high, just an ordinary person. Then he knelt down and watched.
As long as Xiang Que doesn't reveal his identity in a big way, no one can tell his clues, because there are many people like him in Xitian who have nothing to do and wander around.
This type of people do nothing on weekdays and only focus on worshiping the Buddha. They go around asking for alms or chanting sutras and meditating. They don’t listen to what is going on outside the window. They only want to become a Buddha. Moreover, these people are not well-dressed, unkempt, and do not know how to do anything.
Follow other people.
"Actually, this place is not bad. At least it's not so tiring to live. It's simple and nice. There's nothing to worry about..."
Xiang Que discovered that at least 80% of the people in the Western Pure Land are from the Xianyu sect. They don't think about anything at all except believing in and worshiping the Buddha.
Just like that small group of people in modern society, they don't have to worry about mortgages, car loans, or educating their children, and they have achieved financial freedom. What else do you think they have to worry about?
Xiang Que wandered around the Western Heaven for a few days, and what he heard most every day was the sound of chanting sutras. What he saw the most were monks wearing cassocks with their hands clasped together, and their mouths opened and closed all belonged to Amitabha.
Moreover, the most painful times of the day are morning and evening. During these two periods, the entire western sky is probably filled with the sounds of various scriptures.
"Theravada Buddhism!" The last time Xiang Que came to the West as a little grasshopper, he already knew this.
People in the Pure Land of the West believe in Hinayana Buddhism, not Mahayana.
This is still the same as the situation in modern society.
Theravada basically maintained the teachings of Sakyamuni, focused on ethical teachings, only regarded the Buddha as a teacher instead of a god, and did not worship idols; the Mahayana accepted the ideas of heretics, revised the teachings of Sakyamuni, and regarded the Buddha as a god and
He has different incarnations and boundless magic power, promotes miracles, and creates various idols to worship.
The Hinayana advocates that all living beings can save themselves, and that everyone can enter Nirvana through cultivation, but not everyone can become a Buddha; the Mahayana advocates not only self-transcendence, but also the salvation of others, and believes that as long as they believe devoutly, everyone can become a Buddha.
The popular explanation is that Hinayana believes that only a small number of people will become Buddhas in the end of cultivation, while Mahayana believes that as long as you believe, anyone can become a Buddha. The former is narrower and the latter is broader.
In fact, the two are not conflicting, they just have different definitions.
But one day Xiang Que felt that although Hinayana and Mahayana did not conflict with each other, it was because there was only Hinayana and no Mahayana Buddhism in the West.
What if there is one?
What if this ideological content that Tathagata has always implemented is questioned by others?
Is this equivalent to giving Tathagata a hard slap and then leaving a five-finger mountain on his face?
It's very exciting to think about it.
So Xiang Que continued to wander around, looking for opportunities to stab someone in the cold.
Until several days later, he saw a venerable man giving a lecture under a Bodhi tree.
That day was very windy and sunny, the weather was good, the sun was shining brightly, the atmosphere was very peaceful, and the western sky was not shrouded in the haze of the collapse of the fairyland.
In a remote city, under the bodhi tree on a certain street, a half-dressed venerable man was preaching sutras and chanting Buddha's name to dozens of believers in front of him with one hand raised.
Xiang Que came to the back of the crowd, shirtless, wearing a dirty gauze skirt, and bare feet, and then listened to the old venerable's sermon with his ears raised.
After listening for a while, he discovered that the other party was talking about the definition of Hinayana Buddhism, which was relatively introductory Buddhist knowledge.
Of course, there is no Hinayana teaching in this place, so believers think this is the Buddha they define in their hearts.
Needless to say, this venerable man is still very attractive. The muscles on his bare body are sharp and angular, showing a bronze color. The impact is not proportional to his age.
Maybe it's because he is very good at practicing Buddhism. When you first look at his words, you will feel that this person seems to have a faint golden light floating all over his body. This is definitely a master who has reached the highest level of the venerable realm, and he is very good at practicing Buddhism.
Que also saw that his cultivation level was at least in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.
The old venerable was still talking endlessly about the sutras. His treasures were solemn and solemn, and he looked like a distinguished person.
Xiang Que blinked and kept staring at the other party. He was thinking about how he could break the other party's golden body.
In fact, if Xiang Que's idea were placed in the Pure Land of the West, it would definitely be no less than dropping a nuclear bomb on this land.
But you have to find a suitable opportunity, otherwise the secret may be exposed.
"I hope Tathagata is busy with other things now and has no time to pay attention to these little things in the Western Heaven. Otherwise, if he knew about it, he would easily know who is behind it with just a deduction and calculation!"
The reason why Xiang Que dared to be so bold was because in this extraordinary period, he felt that although Xitian seemed peaceful, the big shots on Lingshan Mountain must be very busy.
"Ahem..." Xiang Que blinked, clasped his hands together and suddenly pronounced the Buddha's name, then interrupted the old venerable and said, "Master, I feel very painful. Can you help me clear up my confusion? Otherwise, I
I’m going to be depressed.”
"What is depression?"
"It's just getting into trouble..."
The old venerable's gaze swept across the crowd, fell on Xiang Que, and asked softly: "Why is the little master in pain?"
Xiang Que looked at him seriously and said: "I have been practicing for nearly a hundred years since I was a child, but I have been practicing for nearly a hundred years, but I have found that I have not made any progress. The Dharma is not profound, and my cultivation is not high. I want to become a Buddha, but I find that there seems to be no progress at all.