Chapter 85: The Vajra is hidden in the womb, transforming Confucianism into Buddhism
An Zhongbang held the Chao Gang Mace in his hand, and an invisible aura of uprightness and uprightness spread from his body, filling the space between heaven and earth.
Du Kang's divine body was swept up and down by this awe-inspiring righteousness, and the brilliant divine light on his divine body immediately dimmed, and at the same time, he made a "stinging" sound like hot oil frying meat.
The long river of supreme masculinity and righteousness washed over the surface of Dukang's body, and dense red spots that looked like burns immediately appeared on the surface of Dukang's body, and rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were eroding away from the outside inward.
[Haoran Zhengqi]: This Qi is extremely strong and yang, and has a restraining effect on all outside forces other than human beings.
Seeing that the enemy was injured, An Zhongbang continued to attack with the mace in his hand, grinding upwards, sweeping down, cutting in the middle, cutting straight, swiping sideways, and crushing. He perfected the most basic moves of these maces, like a violent storm.
He attacked Du Kang with all his might, leaving him no chance to breathe.
Facing the pressing An Zhongbang, Du Kang shook his shoulders and directly gave birth to eight arms. He used his original two hands to hold the magic knife to fight An Zhongbang, and divided his two arms to hold the jade bottle and the willow branch respectively.
Sprinkle the nectar from the bottle on yourself.
[Three heads and eight arms]: Nezha's transformation technique, the three heads can see six ways and the ears can hear all directions, and the eight arms can hold multiple weapons to attack the enemy in groups.
Moistened by the nectar, the flesh and blood on Du Kang's body began to regenerate, and the burns healed quickly, and a layer of moist protection was formed on the body surface, temporarily blocking the damage of Haoran's righteousness.
Seeing that An Zhongbang was getting a little excited, Du Kang continued to talk.
"It seems that you have a theory that can be justified, and you stubbornly believe that supporting the eldest prince's succession is right.
But in my eyes, you are just a selfish person who pursues your own selfish desires in the name of loyalty.
The late emperor's edict has been issued, and true loyal ministers will only obey orders. On the contrary, people like you who commit cholera in the name of righteousness like to jump up and down. Such treacherous and loyal people are the real traitors in the court.
If Fu Ruhai is the fate of the Seven Killers and a thief who disrupts the world, I think you, An Zhongbang, must be the man who covets the fate of the Wolf Star and is a treacherous and cunning man like Cholera Chao Gang."
It seemed that Du Kang had spoken his mind, and there was a slight pause in An Zhongbang's movements. Du Kang instantly seized on this flaw, avoided the mace's edge with his sword, and stabbed him in the chest.
Poof——
Green blood spurted out from the wound. An Zhongbang's skinny fingers pinched the blade of the Shengshou Divine Sword. Du Kang's powerful strength made Du Kang unable to withdraw the blade for a moment.
An Zhongbang sighed and said with an old face full of ravines.
"The master is really a sharp person, he was able to detect this in such a short period of time.
But the Tutor thought wrongly. Although the desire for longevity is my private desire, it is also where my public heart lies. Whether it is facing the late emperor or facing my own loyalty, I, An Zhongbang, can be said to ask questions.
No shame.
His Majesty returned home from a serious injury yesterday, and it is inevitable that the arrangements for the funeral have to be hasty. As a loyal minister of Daliang, I should correct the emperor's unintentional mistakes."
In An Zhongbang's sonorous and powerful words, the green blood in his wound quickly infected Du Kang along the blade of the Shengshou Divine Sword.
Du Kang immediately felt that the weapon spirit holding the Divine Sword had suddenly become out of control, as if the weapon spirit's young will had listened to other people's temptations and turned into a rebellious adolescent boy.
At this moment of weapons rebellion, the Chao Gang Mace in An Zhongbang's other hand suddenly stabbed Du Kang in the chest. Du Kang had no choice but to let go of the weapon and retreated to the edge of the city's defense of two realms.
After the Lingshou Divine Sword fell into the hands of An Zhongbang, it was quickly completely wrapped in green blood, and after a few violent tremors, it completely calmed down.
An Zhongbang held a knife in one hand and a mace in the other, approaching Du Kang step by step.
"Hand over Taifu Baoyin, you can't even defeat me, how can you face the more powerful opponents in the court.
Being an official is not as easy as you think, especially if you want to be a good master of such an important official position, I am not willing to kill for nothing, so I will give you a chance to hand over the treasure seal.
If someone else came today, you wouldn't have so many choices."
Du Kang looked at the still bleeding wound on An Zhongbang's chest, shook his head and said.
"Confucian magic is less suppressed by the Dragon Qi, and its cultivation speed is extremely fast. It is also good at restraining most of the magic in the world, but there is one disadvantage, that is, it cannot cultivate the body.
The Prime Minister Zuo is only in his nineties now, but he is already so old. He seems to have only been alive for a few years. Even after being injured, he did not even have the ability to heal wounds. Have you never thought about switching to another path?
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An Zhongbang frowned and said when he saw Du Kang's inconsiderable behavior.
"I thought you would be a smart person, but unfortunately..."
An Zhongbang swung the magic sword in his hand and slashed it at Du Kang. But at this moment, the lotus-shaped sword on the handle and the diamond rosary on each lotus petal were all in vain.
The golden light shines brightly.
The golden light shone on the ruins of the Taifu's mansion, reflecting this dilapidated place into a golden Buddhist kingdom. Everyone who was fighting in the two realms of city defense subconsciously looked at An Zhongbang.
I saw a golden lotus seed appearing out of thin air at An Zhongbang's feet. It took root instantly and took root in the void. Then it spread its branches and leaves. Surrounded by four unfolded lotus leaves, a golden lotus bloomed in the wind.
The lotus seems to be just a tiny thing, but it contains a world of bliss. In the center of the world, there is a Tathagata sitting upright, surrounded by countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Bhikshunis listening to the Buddha's sermons.
After the golden lotus fully bloomed, the Buddha in the Pure Land suddenly raised his head and looked out of the lotus, smiling at An Zhongbang.
"I observe that the donor's heart is full of anger, which Confucianism and Taoism cannot dispel. It is better to come and listen to my Buddhist teachings to seek liberation in his heart."
"Those who deceive the public with evil words and pretend to be gods and ghosts by pretending to be the words of gods and Buddhas dare to deceive the truth through such devious tactics."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As a high-level monk, An Zhongbang's cultivation level is comparable to that of gods and Buddhas. How could he not understand that the gods and Buddhas in this world are all made by humans?
He will listen to other people's lies, raise his mace and stab it into the golden lotus.
Haoran Zhengqi is best at destroying outsiders. Even if a high-level monk is hit by this blow, he will not die but will be seriously injured.
The front end of Chao Gang Mace pierced the space, and penetrated deep into the Paradise in a series of ripples in space. Unexpectedly, the Buddha's light suddenly bloomed in the lotus, and an irresistible powerful force directly wrapped An Zhongbang's body, pulling him away.
Entered the paradise world.
After the Buddha's light had completely subsided, An Zhongbang had disappeared, and only Du Kang was left in front of the lotus flower, overlooking the scene in the flower.
[Intellectual Dharma Realm]: The two-realm mandala Dharma Realm of the Vajra in the womb. The Vajra in the womb is the beginning of motivation and includes all actions. The Vajra is the place of attainment and manifests all virtues.
The so-called rational Dharma Realm is the Dharma Realm that can derive all the phenomena of birth and death of all things from birth to end.
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In the main hall of Lingshan, there are thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors.
The Buddha with thirty-two solemn virtues sat high on the lotus platform and smiled at An Zhongbang who fell into the main hall.
"Since the donor has entered my spiritual mountain, he has a predestined relationship with the Buddha. Please choose someone to sit in the hall and listen to my preaching of Buddhism."
Together with the one hundred and eight Bodhisattvas, three thousand Arhats, one hundred thousand gods, vajras, and monks on both sides of the hall, they all looked at the guests in the hall with kind eyes and praised in unison.
"Please also invite the donor to sit down and listen to the teachings of Buddhism."
When An Zhongbang landed in the Dharma Realm of Reason, what he saw was a scene of hospitable spiritual mountains.
"The master has already exhausted his skills by showing off such tricks as transforming himself into the Buddha of Lingshan Mountain and deceiving people with illusions.
The Buddhist "Diamond Sutra" says: All appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata.
What is fake is fake. No matter how lifelike the appearance is, Taifu can really transform into a Gui-level Buddha."
The skinny An Zhongbang stood in the main hall, showing no awe to the Buddhas in the hall. He waved the two weapons in his hands, and immediately two dragon-like auras of righteousness spewed out.
Not far away from him, the Arhats such as Jianglong, Laughing Lion, Kaixin, and Diugou were enveloped in awe-inspiring righteousness, just like the dummies in the paper lake. At first, little traces of burning appeared on Jin's body, and then the flames spread rapidly, and in
It was burned to ashes in an instant.
An Zhongbang walked towards the Buddha step by step. The endless righteousness poured out of him like an endless ocean, occupying the space of the hall. Wherever he passed, the Buddhist gods on both sides of the hall were all in the Yang of the righteousness.
Howling in the fire and dying miserably.
When the Yang Fire spread out from the Main Hall and finally enveloped the entire Lingshan Mountain in a sea of fire, An Zhongbang cut off the supply of Haoran's righteousness.
[Promise yourself to the country]: An Zhongbang has no wife, no concubines, no children, and he claims to have dedicated his life to Daliang. Therefore, he has obtained this Confucian godhead. As long as An Zhongbang is still in the position of prime minister, he can draw and use it in an unlimited amount.
The official spirit of Daliang was used for his own purposes.
The continuous output of Haoran's righteous energy made An Zhongbang a little tired. The blood loss in his chest made his face turn pale. The air leaked into the old lungs along the wound on his chest, irritating the delicate lungs.
But An Zhongbang's pace was still steady. He quickly came to the tall Buddha, chopped off the Buddha's head with a knife, and then exhaled a long breath and said.
"Let's end this pointless struggle. There is no point in delaying this."
The fallen Buddha head rolled "gulu gulu" and finally stopped at An Zhongbang's feet. It changed from the Buddha's face to Du Kang's face and said with a bright smile.
"Is it really meaningless? Does the Prime Minister know what he just burned?"
Peng——
An Zhongbang whipped Chao Gang, causing the head to explode, and said unmoved.
"The whole world is just an illusion. Is there anything worth caring about?"
Whoosh——
The remaining half of the Buddha's body was also ignited with blazing sun fire, and Du Kang's voice suddenly sounded in the surrounding flames.
"The fire is really burning. Didn't Zuo Xiang feel that he was getting weaker? Or do you think it's just normal fatigue caused by injury and the consumption of Haoran's righteousness?"
The Mandala Dharma Realm of the Two Realms of the Vajra in the Womb is rooted in An Zhongbang's mind. The Vajra in the Womb is the beginning of the intention of sentient beings, which can sprout thousands of thoughts and dharma. The Vajra is the result of a lifetime of practice and can manifest thousands of Buddhas.
Wonderful appearance of the body.
The Womb Vajra is the cause and effect of each other and is indistinguishable from each other. It is based on the Buddha nature that all living beings have. The moment An Zhongbang holds the sacred sword in his hand, he has the qualification to activate these two dharma realms.
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Du Kang forcibly inspired this Buddhist Dharma Realm through his connection with the Lingshou Divine Sword. What An Zhongbang entered was actually the mental world manifested in his own heart. This is why he had no resistance to the pull of the Dharma Realm.
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Because no one can resist the call deep in his heart.
As for why the spirit mountain appears in the Dharma Realm, when this Dharma Realm besieged the Black Tiger King, there were also many Buddhas in it. This should be related to the concept of propagating Dharma and preaching in Buddhism.
The numerous Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats in Lingshan may appear to be different from each other, but in essence they are all transformed from An Zhongbang's experience, wisdom, belief, persistence, and cognition.
[A novel app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old version of the source-changing app, huanyuanapp, that is used by all chasing bugs.]
The Black Tiger King was trapped by his own power for hundreds of years, but was still unable to escape, and eventually died in the hands of Du Kang.
An Zhongbang was much stronger than the Black Tiger King. He directly used Haoran's righteousness to forcefully destroy the Dharma Realm, but the cost was somewhat high. He also burned all his thoughts with a fire.
In the sea of fire all over Lingshan, An Zhongbang felt himself getting weaker and weaker. Looking at the blazing flames and thinking of Du Kang's reminder, he suddenly thought with some uneasiness.
"What a weird illusion. It seems that as long as I stay here, I will become weaker and weaker. Buddhism has always been good at controlling the power of true and false dreams. It can turn false into reality and fiction into reality.
If this continues, I may really die in this false illusion and die completely in reality."
An Zhongbang himself did not notice that his belief began to become unstable at some point, and he even began to doubt whether he could defeat his opponent Du Kang.
The flames burned all around, strangely converging into Du Kang's voice.
"Confucianism, Taoism, and magic have always been known for their quick success, but such quick success requires unwavering faith as the backbone. Once your faith in the Tao collapses, it will be difficult to control the power of awe-inspiring righteousness.
The Prime Minister actually burned all these things, is he really going to turn to Buddhism?"
"What did you say?"
Du Kang's words exploded like thunder in An Zhongbang's heart. Prime Minister Liang Liang, who had been calm and composed since his appearance, couldn't help but raise his voice.
As An Zhongbang's mind was turbulent, the scene in Lingshan began to change rapidly.
Broken pictures appeared one after another in the blazing flames. Those were the memories that impressed An Zhongbang deeply in his life for decades, or when he faced critical choices.
From childhood to youth, his half-brother received the most praise from his father because of his sensitivity and intelligence, and his talent in magic practice, while he was just a poor guy left in the corner.
"I am my father's eldest child, but also the least favored child. Why didn't I inherit my father's fortitude and bravery? I am nothing like my father..."
As he grew older, An Zhongbang gradually realized that the difference between himself and his younger brother was not only due to their personality and talent, but also because his mother died young and his younger brother's mother was still alive, which is why his father was so partial.
A man's love for a woman will always be transferred to her children unconsciously. This is inevitable and human nature.
When I was eighteen years old, a new teacher came to my family. He taught me that nobility and inferiority, seniority and inferiority, elder and younger, relatives and strangers have their own etiquette, and that kings, ministers, fathers, and sons should all have their own proper positions.
Confucian principles.
"It turns out that there are still such rules in the world. It would be great if the world could operate according to Confucian rules. Everyone should stay in their own place and no one should fight for things they shouldn't get. In this way, no one will get hurt.
Already.
The most important thing is that I am the eldest son in the family, so I deserve the most love from my father."
The joy of learning [Blue Blood Pill Heart Jue] for the first time, the novel experiences when traveling abroad, and the pain, despair and confusion of knowing that the family was razed to the ground due to involvement in the dispute over the prince when returning home.
After An Zhongbang locked himself in the room for a long time, he finally figured out something.
"Why should the emperor's family affairs affect others? It would be great if the throne was inherited by the eldest son.
People are things that need to be restrained, and I must spread the Confucian rules of everyone in their own place in this world, so that not so many people will be hurt."
Then came the drowsy years of joining the officialdom, and decades of infighting, before he finally climbed to the position of left prime minister, only one step away from his goal.
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The memories of the past are so strong that the pain brewed over the past few decades is constantly gnawing at An Zhongbang's heart. Every time he thinks of it in the past, it will keep him awake all night.
But all these past events slowly disappeared in the sea of burning fire at this moment, and it seemed that they would never leave any traces.
An Zhongbang felt empty in his heart. He couldn't help but raised his head and murmured to the sky.
"Give me back, give me my past..."
Hearing this, Du Kang, who was standing outside the Vajra Dharma Realm in the shape of a lotus, shook his head and pointed at the golden lotus.
"Those pasts were burned by you yourself. How can I bring them back to you? But I can give you something else."
The golden lotus petals close together, wrapping up the Dharma Realm and An Zhongbang within the Dharma Realm, transforming into a flower-bone flower that is ready to be released.
In the flickering Buddha's light, a new life seems to be gestating inside the flower bone...