Chapter seven hundred and ninth resurrection from the dead
When Xuanzang saw Li Yu, he immediately understood.
He stole the miraculous powers of Buddha Maitreya, just like he did in southern Xinjiang.
Xuanzang closed his eyes slightly, then quickly opened them with a smile on his face.
"Good brother.'
"Brother!"
The two people stepped forward, held hands and walked forward side by side.
"Brother Xian, why did you come to Chang'an this time?
Li Yu said with a smile: "Firstly, I am visiting my brother, and secondly, I am discussing a major matter with Emperor Tang.
"Oh?" Xuanzang's face was filled with enthusiasm, and his smile was very contagious. He asked, "What is the big event? Purifying the Western Heaven.
Xuanzang stopped and looked at Li Yu, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous.
"I have formed an alliance with Jin Chanzi and am determined to help Buddhism regain the Western Heaven and welcome back my Buddha.'
Xuanzang knew Jin Chanzi much better than Li Yu. He knew very well that even if Jin Chanzi went to the West, it was definitely not to welcome back the Buddhas.
"World Honored Tathagata, all Buddhas are merciful. If Jinchanzi really has this wish, all Buddhas will definitely accept him back to the Pure Land." Xuanzang said.
Li Yu did not follow these words. He instead said: "This time we are going to the Pure Land of the Western Heaven. I don't know how many demons we have to eradicate along the way. I don't think it's possible to just rely on Central Plains Buddhism.'
"Zen Master!'
Behind Xuanzang, Huineng couldn't help shouting loudly.
Shenfang gave him a strong tug, shook his head slightly, and said, "The Zen master has his own sense of proportion.'
Huineng stopped talking, but still looked at Xuanzang with some hope.
He hoped that Xuanzang could cooperate with Li Yu, who had already extended an olive branch.
Li Yu's greatest value now is not his Taoist status, but the imperial power of the Six Dynasties.
The emperors of the Six Dynasties were all his allies. This was a force so powerful that even the heavens were afraid of it.
Li Yu was the only person who had united the six dynasties and allowed their soldiers and horses to fight side by side, and repelled the heavenly soldiers in one fell swoop. If the imperial forces of the six dynasties were to participate in the internal fighting in Buddhism, the situation would definitely be changed.
Li Yu's smile was full of temptation. Xuanzang looked at his sworn brother without any emotion in his eyes. The air around him seemed to be still, and all the monks looked at Xuanzang nervously.
"Okay." After about half a stick of incense had passed, Xuanzang said softly.
The tense atmosphere in the air instantly eased, and a few sighs of relief were faintly heard.
Xuanzang took Li Yu and others to the Daming Palace, which was built by Li Shimin for Li Yuan. Unfortunately, Li Yuan died before he could live there.
This palace is magnificent and majestic, and can be called the most magnificent in the Six Dynasties. Li Shimin failed to fulfill his filial piety, so he could only live in it by himself with tears in his eyes.
The guards outside the palace stood straight with their hands crossed and not squinting.
The disciples behind Li Yu and the Buddhist monks were all waiting outside the hall. Only Li Yu and Xuanzang were allowed to enter the hall.
In the main hall, Li Shimin's hearty laughter could be heard, as well as the sound of his conversations with several close ministers.
Li Yu used his spiritual power to eavesdrop very thiefly, but it turned out that they were chatting, talking about interesting things about the war in the world. "Your Majesty, Zen Master Xuanzang and Zhengjing Taoist Master want to see you."
"please!'
The two palace maids brought chairs and asked them to sit down. Li Shimin said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days. I didn't expect the Taoist Master to become a Buddha. Congratulations.'
The ministers in the palace also laughed, feeling quite happy that Li Yu, a Taoist priest, became a Buddha.
The Buddha's light all over Li Yu's body could not be blocked. He came to Datang today not to cover up.
Changsun Wuji smiled and twirled his beard and asked: "How did the Taoist master turn from the Tao to the Buddha and then realize the Tao? We have little knowledge and have never heard of it. I hope the Taoist will not hesitate to solve our doubts.'
I saw Li Yu clasping his hands together and saying: "After a lot of hard work, I discovered that the Buddha's way is interlinked. Not only that, all the ways in the world are the enlightenment of the original mind."
Everyone who was still joking suddenly fell silent. The meaning revealed in Li Yu's words was that he had really become a Buddha.
Li Shimin looked at Li Yu, always smiling: This person is getting more and more interesting, he will eventually change his destiny.
Datang arranged a residence in Honglu Temple for Li Yu, but Li Yu declined.
I have a place to go in Chang'an, and within the Six Dynasties, my mother-in-law is everywhere.
In the Wu Mansion, the warrior couple received Li Yu warmly and inquired about Wu Shun's current situation.
Knowing that everything was fine with their daughter, the couple felt relieved. They had nothing more to ask for in Datang, and their only concern was their children.
The two sons are very responsible. Although the younger daughter is dishonest, she is still young. Although she always gets into trouble, the couple doesn't take it seriously.
Two maids took Li Yu to a wing. When they got downstairs, Li Yu took the lantern and said with a smile, "Thank you.
This lantern is somewhat redundant. The Buddha's light above Li Yu's head illuminates the road very brightly.
Seeing that the world-famous Taoist priest was so kind, the two little maids blushed, bowed slightly and turned around to leave.
As soon as he stepped onto the second floor, Li Yu's heart skipped a beat. He saw the moonlight outside suddenly turned blood red, and a golden palm reached out from the dazzling blood light to grab at the corridor.
"Rat!" Li Yu scolded, and then he drew a talisman and flew up quickly, creating a flame.
The bloody and golden hands shattered like glass, revealing a red-robed and shirtless monk on the eaves opposite.
This outfit looks very much like a remnant of the Jokhang Temple, not a monk from the Central Plains.
He closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, the Tianling Cap on his forehead bulged outwards, and an eye-shaped blood hole was exposed between his eyebrows. He was indeed a Buddhist monk with his curly beard and thick mane.
The blood hole between the monk's eyebrows squirmed, and a burst of blood suddenly shot out. The blood light was strange and gloomy, exuding an evil aura.
Along with the blood mist, countless ghosts and monsters appeared, screams sounded at the same time, and the courtyard seemed to turn into an evil realm.
The red carpet turned into a pool of blood, and countless arms and limbs twisted out of the pool-like surface, tearing the purple curtains in the Wu Mansion guest room to pieces and spreading everywhere.
Li Yu was grabbed by a hand that suddenly appeared. Although he struggled to resist, he was unable to break free and was dragged into the blood pool bit by bit.
Soon, Li Yu, who was pulled down, turned into a branch with a bang. It turned out to be a clone, and he himself stood aside with his hands behind his hands.
Feeling the breath coming from the clone, this blood mist will catch people to another space, which is very far away from here.
Li Yu immediately understood that this monk had a magic weapon, similar to Fengyue Baojian, and there was also a small world of his own. It was not surprising that monk Fan had a clone of Li Yu. He slapped his palm, and the blood line was divided into two and flung out to both sides.
Another line of blood had already crossed the threshold, and suddenly a skull rolled out of the blood. Its white teeth clicked and bit into the toe of Li Yu's shoe.
Li Yu raised his foot and kicked the skull into pieces, staring intently at Fan Monk.
There was a lot of blood in the courtyard, and thick blood poured into the living room like a tide. Interlaced white bones rolled out of the surface, twisting to form fingers and arm bones under the control of invisible forces.
This is no longer the magic of the Jokhang Temple, it is obviously the method of Bon religion, that ancient religion that worships corpses and death.
After Buddhism was spread to the plateau, it merged with Bon religion, and Tibetan Buddhism came into being.
This man is the descendant of Bon religion, which means that he is likely to be a living fossil that has existed since the two religions merged into one and has been living until now.
The dirty blood spread along the bones, forming the outline of muscles and blood vessels. At a glance, they looked like countless skinned demons.
The limbs are ferocious and weird, and the courtyard is like an Abi Hell, which makes people's hair stand on end.
Li Yu immediately flew up and tried to jump onto the roof beam. Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, those bloody hands shot out and wrapped around his ankles like poisonous snakes that found their target.
Countless bleeding arms stood tall, dragging Li Yusheng into the bloody water, and then receded like the tide.
With a bang, Li Yu turned into a branch again, and the monk on the opposite roof looked sideways.
Li Yu chuckled, "You think there's only one?'
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yu was everywhere in the courtyard. With so many clones, each one was holding the Buddha's light, and the courtyard was completely bright as day.
With a move of Li Yu's finger, the entire courtyard was blocked by vines, especially the rooftop opposite.
The monk moved his hands together, intertwined his fingers to form a complicated seal, and then let out a low, broken cry: "Injury!"
Amidst the sound of the curse, the tiles under Fan Monk's feet opened like shreds of paper, and a ferocious blue-black head stretched out from under the tiles, raised a huge arm, and struck Li Yu with a fist.
An earthen wall appeared in front of Li Yu, blocking the blow. The punch hit the earthen wall, making a huge noise. In the midst of the chaos, Li Yu casually threw an ice needle and pointed it at Fanseng's bloody eyes.
Drill the hole.
At this time, bloody lotus flowers emerged from the blood pool in the courtyard.
The monk stepped on the lotus, stepped forward step by step, avoided the ice needles, raised his head and said: "Serious Taoist priest, you are well."
Li Yu's pupils shrank sharply. Looking at the monk in front of him, he was filled with surprise and uncertainty, "It's you, the scabby monk."
The leprosy-headed monk was killed by himself, and Li Yu remembered it clearly. Logically speaking, there was absolutely no possibility of his resurrection.
Could it be an illusion?
The monk opposite laughed and said, "After the last battle at Jinling, I really missed you."
Li Yu laughed and said: "In the past, your Dharma was not this evil and crooked way. Why did you change your mind after you died once?"
The leprosy-headed monk looked very scary, with a large piece of rot on his face, but he looked very happy.
"I'm here this time to tell you that your good days are over. You dare to interfere in the affairs of the Western Heaven Pure Land. Well, well, well, I admire you."
After finishing speaking, he followed the bloody lotus and slowly disappeared from the blood pool in the courtyard.
The bloody fog dissipated immediately, and everything in the yard was as before, as if the battle just now was just a nightmare.
Li Yu walked out of the yard. It was quiet outside. He continued to walk out, and a maid came out to pour water for washing his feet. It was one of the girls who had just sent him off.
She was barefoot and wearing wooden clogs. She was very shy when she saw Li Yu, but she still asked boldly: "Taoist priest, why are you still not sleeping?" Li Yu asked: "Did you hear anything just now?"
"No.'
Li Yu nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay.
After finishing speaking, he returned to his guest room and lay on the bed, thinking about the battle just now in Li Yu's mind.
The scabby monk has actually arrived, but judging from his appearance, it’s hard to say whether he’s been resurrected or not.
After all, this bald donkey doesn't have any good meat on his body, he doesn't look like a normal person, and the spells he uses are also very different from before.
In the past, the leprosy-headed monk used superb Buddhist techniques. Every move he made was filled with golden light, Sanskrit sounds, and even the scattering of flowers by the goddess.
This time it was a good thing, as the attack was a mountain of corpses, a sea of blood, a putrid smell, and white bones and skeletons.
As soon as he had negotiated with Jin Chanzi and Xuanzang, an enemy who had been dead for a long time suddenly appeared. This matter became more and more interesting.
Li Yu closed his eyes, leaving behind a clone, and his true body came to the Fengyue Treasure Mirror.
Our Lady of Mount Li's journey to the west is a dimension-reducing blow to the gods of the West.
It only took her less than a year to conquer a large area of land in the west, where the monotheistic people were converted into believers of Our Lady of Mount Li. On the top of a towering mountain, countless people were driven to build a new ashram.
The person in charge of supervision is a plump, soft and picturesque beauty. She holds a leather whip in her hand, her silk clothes are close to her fair skin, and her delicate body curves are exposed.
People around her were respectful to her, and no coolie dared to raise his head to look at her, because this fairy-like figure was the direct disciple of Our Lady of Lishan, the beauty Wang Xifeng from the Central Plains.
After arriving in the West, she discovered that she had just learned magic and was already invincible here.
The master asked her to come here to open a dojo. Wang Xifeng spent a short time cleaning up all the small countries here.
A tall Western man knelt down in front of her and said humbly: "Master God, this palace is about to be built. Please give me three more days."
A series of crisp footsteps sounded, and Wang Xifeng walked over and stepped on his head directly.
“Three days?’
The Western man's face was trampled under her feet and sank into the soil. Severe pain came from his heels, but he did not dare to resist and just lay down straight.
"Sister, they will arrive tomorrow. If you can't build it well, they will all be thrown down the mountain to feed the eagles.'
As she spoke, she whipped her whip. The man on the ground twitched like a dead dog. He had countless broken bones all over his body, and his hands and feet couldn't bend naturally.
"Did you hear that?
"I heard that."
Only then was Wang Xifeng satisfied, she lifted her feet and left, twisting her waist and walking towards the next palace.
Master, it’s true that the good-natured Zhongyuan didn’t wait to come to this hellish place.
As Wang Xifeng walked, she complained in her heart that she had just started practicing Taoism not long ago and didn't know how powerful Li Yu was.
In her opinion, the master is an old immortal who has been famous for a long time and has a great say in heaven. How can he be afraid of a Taoist priest? If he dares to demolish the master's dojo, just kill him.
Although she thinks so in her heart, Wang Xifeng is a shrewd person who is used to bullying her subordinates and her superiors. She is well-behaved and docile in front of her master and senior sisters.
"Sigh, I don't know when I will be able to return to Jinling."
