Chapter 838 Huang Laojun, the means of Amitabha (4K
In the various futures, Amitabha Buddha shrouds the great light, and the immeasurable Buddha chants resound in the palm of his hand, turning into a rumbling sound and moving forward, extending to a more distant future.
"It's not the Great Heavenly Lord's method. This is the real future. I think I missed some important things." He withdrew his gaze, and countless split figures walked back together, merged into this body, and then turned into a stream of light and submerged again.
After leaving this world, I returned to the back of the head of the golden giant Buddha.
But for one of the Ancients, there are many ways to discover the truth.
The golden giant Buddha is lingering in this world, but as time goes up the river, the various imprints of the past are revived, and they all step up, either to their hometown of Vacuum, to the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, or to the Tusita Palace.
But the clever thing is that these things all happened in the past, that is, they were done by Amitabha himself in the past, but He changed the time period and presented this period of history with a different purpose.
At the same time, the astonished Ran Deng Ancient Buddha's eyes flashed, and a handsome monk in gray robes appeared in the pure land in front of him again.
He was looking at me with a smile, but it was so chilling
"Can you act independently without being discovered?" Ran Deng stared at the calm Ananda, as if he had discovered something incomprehensible.
Ananda's smile did not change and he said calmly, "Don't the ancient Buddhas want to know where the poor monk went?"
Where to go?
Ran Deng calmed down his mind, and his eyes filled with the starry sky of cause and effect took a deep look at the gray-robed monk. He hid too much from himself.
"If you want to say it, I will naturally know it. If you don't want it, I won't say anything even if I ask you." He said calmly, becoming wary in his heart. Unknowingly, he actually had a crush on Ananda.
Partially dependent psychology
The devil's methods are truly invisible and terrifying!
"Yes, the ancient Buddha will know it at that time." Ananda's expression was slightly solemn, and he sat down with a diamond seal on his palms, like a devout Buddha, saving the world.
Seeing this, Ran Deng's heart became more and more serious, and he felt that the demon Buddha was even more terrifying, but there was no way out and he had to do this.
Fighting for the road in the sea of suffering, you can’t help yourself!
At the same moment, Emperor Heitian, who was in Jiuyou, felt something and slowly walked out of the dojo, looking at the nine green-gray stone temples standing on the sixth floor of Jiuyou.
There, there was a look, but it was not in this world, but in the past.
Upstream of the long river of time, in front of the gate of Vacuum's hometown, a slightly skinny golden Buddha is sitting in Luen Tai. He is six feet tall, with a face full of compassion and immeasurable meaning that fills the world.
"My mother has something to say, but it won't be time." The divine envoy who greeted him looked apologetic. This is Amitabha, the Lord of the Western Paradise. You must not neglect him.
"It won't be time?" The golden Buddha chewed on these four words for a while, then left with a smile.
At another node, in front of Tusita Palace, the Golden Horn boy shook his head and said, "It's not the right time to invite the Buddha. The great master is refining elixir behind closed doors and we can't see each other anymore."
"Alchemy?" The Buddha's smile did not diminish, and he nodded and disappeared.
At the end of ancient times, outside the Demon Emperor's Palace, the Bull Demon King said in a low voice, "The Empress said that the Buddha was too worried."
"Are you worrying too much?" the ascetic monk with a compassionate face whispered, and left barefoot in the sea.
In ancient times, on the sixth level of the Nine Heavens, where the Qing Emperor was in charge, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng looked at the Buddha in front of him with a strange expression and said, "Please bring the Buddha back, but the Qing Emperor is missing."
"Is the Qing Emperor missing?" Amitabha felt that things were getting weirder and weirder. Everyone seemed to be connected, but everyone seemed to be staying out of it.
The Qing Emperor and the Supreme Being didn't see him because of their own intentions. That's the way it is. If they meet each other, it means something has happened.
But the attitudes of the Demon King and the Golden Mother made him a little confused.
In the Jiuyou Node, outside the nine ancient bluestone temples, apart from the ascetic mark left by the original Buddha, there is another figure.
It was a black sun that shone all over the sky, illustrating the negativity of time, the twists of fate, and all kinds of rebellious scenes, but there was an inexplicable balance and stability, as if all the heavens and all the worlds were heading towards such a predetermined end.
Yan.
He is the Black Heaven Emperor. He has felt the gaze of the past from the future and appears here.
"The person on the other side, I don't know whether he is the Lord of the Western Paradise or the Lord of the Pure Land of Bodhi." Wang Teng's eyes were calm, and under the blessing of Jiuyou's authority, the past imprint exuded the aura of the false other side.
He has never worried that in normal battles, the realms of the people on the other side are often not very clear, because going back in time to erase the partitions that have ended and restarted eras in the past is not very effective against the same people on the other side.
Unless he is willing to die together and never create a new world again, and also because there are too many ways to make up for his combat power, and the Time Sword and the Eastern Emperor Bell are the only magic weapons, and they can also appear in the past to help, he can come here alone.
"Namo Amitabha!"
At this moment, there were blossoming Brahma flowers falling in the sky, the golden color was clear, and the glazed light was turning, which complemented the blue lotus flowers blooming next to the bluestone ancient temple. "Namo Amitabha" was heard from all directions and every corner.
Brahma and green lotus bloomed, and inside each flower sat a golden Buddha. Together they formed a vast giant Buddha that filled all the heavens and all realms. Bit by bit, they were like the condensation of the vast ocean.
And in the middle of the vast ocean of Buddha, the twelve-pin blue lotus platform is fresh and unstained by dust. It penetrates the ubiquitous Pure Land of Perfect Sambhogakaya and the Western Paradise, and turns into a giant pale gold Buddha with forty-eight layers of round light behind his head, with a face full of compassion.
, with all sentient beings in mind.
"The Lord of the Western Paradise, Amitabha." Wang Teng, who was the Black Heaven Emperor, whispered. As the oldest one, Amitabha is indeed powerful. He has noticed some obscure traces in the past.
But under the cover of God's will, even if He could sense it, he could not know what exactly happened and could not make corresponding precautionary preparations.
"The donor's incarnation of this body also has some karma with my Buddhism. The poor monk has a whim and wants to observe and understand what the Buddha left in the past to solve his doubts." The rumble of the Buddha's voice came.
The pale gold giant Buddha in front of Wang Teng has its palms spread out, and inside it sits a six-foot-long golden body in lotus position. It emits immeasurable light, has immeasurable lifespan, and possesses immeasurable magical powers. White waves are rolling above its head, and there are three Zen meanings floating in it.
, symbolizing rich relics
He seems to be the smallest, but onlookers instinctively look at Him, as if he is the source of all dharma and the condensation of all the true meaning of Buddhism.
The low sound of Buddha's chant echoed between heaven and earth, and all other fluctuations disappeared without a trace.
"It's nice to invite the Buddha, but if we want to talk about cause and effect, shouldn't it be the ancient Buddha Bodhi?" Wang Teng responded in a nonchalant manner. There was no panic or surprise. All his thoughts were floating on time and fate.
In the long river, Amitabha cannot feel it
At this moment, the ascetic imprint left by the Buddha remained silent and did not even look at the two of them. He just followed the course of history and slowly built the limestone temple.
"The end of the tribulation is approaching, and I also have the idea of saving all sentient beings. However, the situation is declining, and I may not be able to achieve my wish. I have to come and observe what the Buddha left behind, and I can't tell what I can see." The six-foot-long golden body slowly spoke, not
Aggressive, very peaceful
Wang Teng said nothing, just watching the Buddha's temple. Every move has its own unique charm.
Amitabha was not surprised to see him like this, but he just said to himself, "My Taoist friend has the ambition to unify the Nine Netherworlds and Nine Heavens, which is unmatched by the emperors of heaven in the past. However, there is also a person who is quite similar to my Taoist friend, and his actions are also the same."
It's similar, but it's a pity that it took advantage of the unique environment at that time and never really completed it in the end."
Similar people?
Wang Teng's thoughts turned, and a name emerged in his mind. It was a name before God Xuantian, Donghuang Taiyi, and Haotian God for a long time.
"Huang Laojun!" He spoke softly, saying this ancient name, which surprised even Amitabha.
"The Jade Emperor is indeed knowledgeable and knowledgeable. He is none other than Huang Laojun." Amitabha nodded and smiled.
In the era before the Haotian God, the immortal world and the Nine Netherworlds were indistinguishable and merged into the real world, where humans, gods, ghosts, demons, demons and immortals were all mixed together. The leader of the five heavenly emperors at that time was Huang Laojun
When Huang Laojun was born, there was a tree of the Great Dao accompanying him, which seemed to be the hard work of the Taoist Master. At that time, the real world was the fairy world, and it was also the Nine Netherworld. The sky and the earth were dim, like the dark earth, with fairies and demons running rampant, and there was a Great Dao in the center.
The tree, in the shape of a peach tree, can swallow the avenue, grow corresponding leaves, and turn into a god with such authority. Therefore, ghosts and gods are very afraid of changes. It is the object of Huang Laojun's enlightenment.
In the world, Donghuang Taiyi is also called "Zhonghuang Taiyi". The one who is in the middle yellow is Huang Laojun, the central emperor of heaven. The sky is dead, and Huangtian should stand!
"Even the Emperor of Heaven cannot escape the danger of the end of the era." The thought came to Wang Teng's mind. He knew more than Amitabha thought.
At the end of that era, Huang Laojun, the emperor of heaven who was the symbol of the era, inevitably fell. From his remains, a monster of heaven was born, and a little incomplete spiritual light was reincarnated in the next era and turned into the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Wait until he lands on the other side
, Tao Zun has transcended from now on
At that time, the tree of the avenue withered with the death of Huang Laojun, leaving two seedlings. One was inexplicably missing. Later, it was given to Emperor Zhenwu by the Taoist Master. It is currently in the hands of Meng Qi.
The other tree was reincarnated with His incomplete spiritual light. After being defeated at the hands of God Haotian, it fell into His hands and was planted at the end of the East China Sea, becoming today's ancient fusang tree.
Normally, at the beginning of an era, things similar to building trees will naturally be born in the world, supporting the Nine Netherworlds of the Immortal Realm and all the worlds. When the era is about to end, things similar to building trees will absorb the various avenues in the world.
, produces a fruit, and then withers and collapses itself, bringing about the destruction of an era. This fruit may be the source of something similar to building wood in the next era.
"The fruits of the previous era were obtained by the Buddha, making him the second transcendent person after the Taoist Lord, an inconceivable existence like the Taoist Fruit." After saying this, Amitabha sighed suddenly.
Turning to the gray stone temple, he said, "That's why I came here, wanting to enter the pure land left by the Buddha, but I never thought that all the Tathagata's pure land had fallen into the hands of the Jade Emperor."
Wang Teng's expression did not change when he heard the words, but there were thoughts in the ocean of his mind. Amitabha seemed to have something to say. Could it be that the Tathagata Buddha's stay in the Pure Land of the Netherworld had some unknown effect?
He thought of his own incarnation of the Bodhisattva and Enlightenment Buddha, which had absorbed the Pure Lands of the Tathagatas of the Ten Directions, and seemed to have undergone some inexplicable changes.
However, things related to the path and fruit are wrong as soon as they are said and wrong. Even the judgment of Amitabha, the oldest one, may not be correct.
"There is a glimmer of hope left in the sky, so the Taoist Lord arranged the tree of the avenue to plant hope for the next era after complete destruction. The poor monk thought that the Buddha who was also a Taoist must have left behind such a method and left the Nine Nether Pure Land.
Since it has been won by the Jade Emperor, it carries the hope of my Buddhist future.
In view of emotion and reason, what should a poor monk do?" Amitabha smiled slightly, which made Wang Teng a little confused as to what he was thinking. Was he really coming to visit him for the Pure Land of Tathagata? To talk to him like this?
A word?
The meaning behind this seems a bit vague.
"What do you think, Buddha?" He stopped his thoughts and faced him with an attitude of indifference and calmness.
Amitabha didn't say much. He just spread out his other hand, revealing a huge ancient pure land.
The glazed light turns, and the pure land is vast. At a glance, the void seems to be filled with blossoming Brahma flowers, but they are all withered, the golden color is dim, and the grand scene of the past can be vaguely seen.
In the center of this pure land, there is no common Mount Sumeru, only a twelve-level golden lotus platform with magnificent petals and shimmering light, as if made of glass, but it is empty, as if an ancient Buddha once sat cross-legged.
"This was the pure land of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the past. This thing of destiny should have passed away with the years. However, the poor monk couldn't bear it, so he took action to keep it. Today, it should also go to the place where it came from.
"
Amitabha smiled slightly and moved his palms away. The Pure Land of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva floated in front of Wang Teng. Immediately, he put his palms together and bowed, then gradually faded away and disappeared at this point in time.
"Is the pure land of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva the thing that is confirmed by the underworld?" Wang Teng's eyes flashed slightly.
When this pure land appeared, there was no clear air flowing in the sky, and no red clouds blooming. Obviously, this thing will not cause anything in the future, and there does not seem to be any doubt about Amitabha's move.
"But it's too natural, which is the biggest anomaly." Wang Teng kept an eye on it, suppressed it with the Eastern Emperor Bell, and took it into the body of the heavens. He also transcended, left this time node, and returned to the current world.
But just after the two of them left, the Buddha's imprint that was quietly casting the bluestone ancient temple suddenly paused and looked back at the place where Wang Teng was originally.
The miserable face suddenly changed, and the big mouth opened, revealing forty Buddha teeth, greedily devouring the breath of Ksitigarbha's pure land.
At the same time, the current world node
In the Western Paradise, the golden giant Buddha looked at the pure white Buddha sitting on the lotus platform, smiled lightly and said, "Although my fellow Taoist is extreme, he is not irrational. He should understand the wishes of the poor monk; and your wishes, poor monk.
The monk also happens to know."
He moved his hands, and between his palms sat a majestic and merciful Bodhisattva with treasures in each hand. He held a lotus and a treasure in each hand. Different Buddhist images rose around him, corresponding to the transformation of all heavens and realms, and the six paths of reincarnation.
These things are collectively called the bodies of the ten kings of Ksitigarbha.
Unfortunately, the vitality of this Bodhisattva has been cut off for a long time, and there are traces of death and filthy black air remaining on the body, full of a sense of depravity.