Chapter 145 Going Single-handedly to the Meeting and Crossing the River in White Clothes
Chapter 145 Going to the meeting alone and crossing the river in white
The Western Desert was originally quiet and peaceful.
But in recent days, everything has changed. Mount Sumeru, which used to represent the will of the entire Buddhist sect, has been provoked one after another, and Buddhist disciples have died one after another, leaving everyone speechless.
They saw with their own eyes that the tenth Buddha son was beaten until he knelt down and kowtowed, and fell in front of the Agama Buddha statue.
They saw with their own eyes that eight Buddhist disciples came hand in hand, but retreated solemnly in front of a line of writing.
They saw with their own eyes that the Ninth Buddha sat there all night, chanting sutras, shaking his head and sighing.
They saw with their own eyes that the eighth and seventh Buddha disciples joined forces and lay dead under the bell.
This scene was so impactful that all the ancient temples lost their voices.
This great demon was so terrifying that it was beyond imagination. He killed three great Buddhist disciples in a row and retreated nine others at a time. It can be said that he was rampant and unscrupulous and shocked the first person in the Western Desert.
The last person who caused all the temples in the Western Desert to sway so much, made Buddhists on Mount Sumeru retreat, and made the world deaf was named Sakyamuni, which has become a taboo in Buddhism today.
Gradually, the night is fading away, the sounds of insects and birds are heard, and the undulating river has waves and splashes of water.
"Can't you wait any longer to end this matter completely?"
The leader wears a golden hoop and carries a long stick on his back, with a powerful and solemn expression, and a sense of righteousness between his brows; the one in the lead has the momentum to open mountains when encountering mountains and move rivers when encountering rivers.
Many people looked at the port with great enthusiasm, their chests beating like drums.
These five people were all disciples of Buddhism, and each had their own unique characteristics. They regarded them as extraordinary, which greatly shocked the monks who arrived.
"This is inevitable. Who will go to the obvious murderous situation? The abbot of Xuankong Temple is trustworthy, but the one on Mount Xumi may not be trustworthy."
It stands in the sky above a large river, with a rift valley behind it, like a mountain of mountains separated from itself, surrounded by waterfalls, and the end is mysterious.
The third man holds a golden pestle in his left hand and a seal in his right hand. He has his eyes closed and is riding on a lion.
On this day, the sky was still dark and night was still falling, and there was a lot of excitement outside the Xuankong Temple. Both sides of the rushing river were crowded with figures, waiting for the arrival of someone.
The abbot of the Xuankong Temple also showed up and said that with him here, there would be no bullying. This was the attitude of the Xuankong Temple.
In their opinion, this is already considered the strongest lineup of the young generation in the Western Desert. They are all invincible masters from the Buddhist sect with outstanding heritage.
Finally, the Fourth Buddha opened his eyes that had been closed and proposed to invite the Great Demon to come and settle the matter completely. The abbot of the Xuankong Temple could preside over the matter. He would take revenge if he had any grudges, and no longer pay attention to the Nirvana Sutra.
The monks couldn't help but exclaimed that he was indeed one of the top six powerful Buddhist disciples. He had such an aura upon meeting him. No wonder he had the confidence to invite the devil to fight and resolve this matter.
Just when the West Desert was bustling with noise and the wind was surging, Li Yu's figure appeared in a mountainous area not far from Landuo Temple.
The five Buddhist disciples also stood on the bank of the river, sitting cross-legged among the golden lotuses, reciting sutras, closing their eyes tightly, keeping away from foreign affairs and dust.
Although he was classified as a great demon by Mount Sumeru, many people believed that he was a destined person, an unparalleled genius, and could also be called an emperor among Buddhists.
A lot of news spread. They didn't even welcome the Buddhist disciples. They just sent three monks to deal with the matter. They even tried to persuade the two Buddhist disciples to leave more than once and issued an order to expel them.
The old monk of Xuankong Temple appeared and welcomed the five Buddhist disciples in. They knew that this time was really going to be different, and it might lead to changes in the pattern of the Western Desert in the future.
The illusion of excessive mythology was shattered and the curtain was torn apart.
"Such a strong Qi. Could it be that the Third Buddha really received the inheritance of Manjushri Bodhisattva as rumored? Has he really cultivated the five kinds of wisdom in my Buddhism?"
What makes people find it even more strange is that during this battle, Landuo Temple showed no intention of stopping it. None of the eminent monks took action, and they were all in retreat.
While walking in the city, Li Yu heard such words. His heart moved and he inquired about recent news.
It has been too long, it has been too long since there has been such a big movement in the Western Desert, and it has been too long since there has been such a stunning person.
Faced with this situation, there was a strange silence in Mount Xumi, and no news came out for three days.
And all these people came out for the great demon who had captured the Nirvana Sutra. It didn't matter what it was like at the beginning. Now three Buddhist disciples have fallen in his hands. Even if there is no sutra, it will not matter.
If you let him go, he will be surrounded and killed.
The next day, people discovered that under the two lines of writing in Agama Temple, there was an extra word, a red word.
"My Buddha is merciful. This matter should be settled clearly. There is no need to resort to fraud."
After all, they are the top six powerful Buddhist disciples. Each of them has the ability to suppress the younger generation of geniuses. Their experiences are all mysterious and they have great luck.
The fourth person and the fifth person stand side by side. One has a treasure wheel hanging behind his head, holding a flower and smiling, with a bright red eyebrow; the other holds a jade purification vase in his palm, his face is sad, and he holds the Vajra Seal in his palm.
No one would doubt that their attack must be a thunderous strike. There is nothing they can't do to take back this sutra.
"This is a pure land, but not all Buddhists live there."
kill!
"There are five of them. Each one is much more powerful than the fallen Buddha. It is said that the first three have enlightened their own Buddha nature, saw the Buddha and were enlightened, and have indescribable divine power."
The river was rippling, and a small boat was seen slowly approaching on the river. There was a flag hanging on it, swaying in the wind, showing a big word "é”".
This shows that the level of Mount Sumeru is not that good either. The younger generation’s face has been trampled under their feet, which has made many temples have a subtle attitude.
Soon, a voice came from the Landuo Temple. An old monk announced that they had tried their best to dissuade them at the beginning, but they could not prevent the disaster from coming, and that was how it should be.
Only then did he discover that five Buddhist disciples had come for him and gathered in the Xuankong Temple, which was as famous as Daleiyin Temple in those days. They held a banquet in his honor, reported any grievances, and settled the matter completely.
The radiance of the sky fell, and his body was filled with radiance. He walked towards the center of the earth, felt the atmosphere of the Buddha's land, and watched the rays of sacred faith, and he realized in his heart.
In the past few days, he had stayed away from the hustle and bustle of the world, traveling around the mountains and rivers like an ordinary person, watching the rising sun and setting sun, walking through the grasslands, entering the desert, looking up at the stars every night, and his mood was particularly ethereal.
There, there are dragons roaring and wind and clouds.
Several people agreed with his words, and the old monk from Xuankong Temple had no objection. He just looked at this Buddhist disciple twice. He can be said to be the most special one among the eighteen Buddhist disciples.
"Will it really come?"
When he left this ancient land and entered the world again, his state of mind was different. As if he had been baptized, he became more ethereal, with rays of light shining from his pores, breathing in the essence of heaven and earth.
He stood by the river, the divine light flowing through his body turned into scarlet, and his murderous aura was boundless. The flowing river was shrouded in blood mist, and was extremely gorgeous, reflecting a different kind of brilliance under the setting sun.
At dawn, a man in white clothes stood on the boat with his hands behind his back.
Is it possible that another one will appear now?
"This is true tyranny, lawlessness, responding so forcefully, killing the Buddha directly, without giving any face to Mount Sumeru."
Li Yu stroked his palms and smiled, his eyes bright, as if he had broken free from his shackles and entered the nine heavens.
Others may mix their personal emotions with their words, but he does not. It can be said that he is impartial and trustworthy in a different way, just because he practices the Eight Extinction Sutra.
Wow!
This ancient temple got its name because it is suspended in the air, like a sacred island, but it is an ancient temple in the sky, bathed in the glow.
The sky gradually brightened, and the boat gradually approached the shore. When the first ray of dawn fell, it illuminated the river surface.
"An ancient monk has already taken action to look back. Those two people know all about their virtues. It is simply an insult to Buddha nature."
"Amitabha, this is incredible. Mount Sumeru has just been wanted, and he killed two Buddhist disciples. It's just a slap in the face."
In fact, several of them have received the inheritance from the nine disciples of Emperor Amitabha in the past. They are the successors of the past and can be called the Six Sages of Buddhism in the future.
Li Yu whispered, stepping on the cobblestone path and walking through the palaces and pavilions, there was a natural charm.
In an instant, the clouds in all directions moved, and everyone was shocked. Is this the response of the great demon? He is always strong, and even dares to kill five Buddhist disciples, and fights alone!
"This is crazy. No matter how strong he is, there is only one person. Will he really come?"
In this way, the five Buddhist disciples sat in the Xuankong Temple and announced that the entire Western Desert was waiting for the arrival of the great demon. With the director of the Xuankong Temple by their side, they would not do anything deceptive.
This place is called Qingjing Mountain. There is no legend or fame. It is just a beautiful place with a unicorn lying under the cliff, and grass growing beside the path. It is full of fragrance, and there is tranquility and peace everywhere.
Soon, sounds came from inside, like an argument.
"There are rumors that this Second Buddha was the disciple brought by the old monks on Mount Sumeru to fight against the Buddha. However, the other party had no intention of doing so and did not teach the scriptures. He only gave guidance on practice and passed down his own teachings.
Several of the techniques he created."
The second person wears a heavenly crown with five hairpins, each with a Buddhist bead hanging inside, with the light of wisdom blooming, giving people a sense of peace.
Wisps of Buddha light went straight into the sky, rendering it bright.
This is a sutra about breaking away from the world of mortals and being pure and reborn. It is said in the sutra that if there are many sentient beings who have many thoughts, they will be at ease by always reciting and respecting the Eight-Destroying Bodhisattvas. Those who practice this sutra will cut off distracting thoughts, and all desires will become nutrients, seemingly indifferent and heartless.
, in fact, the original intention is upright.
"Hiss, five Buddhist disciples have arrived, except for the most mysterious Bodhisattva Awakening Sentence, all of them have arrived!"
He looked relaxed and carefree, traveling around the world on foot, as if the mist and rain from the outside world did not interfere with him, and he was at ease in the world. The sunset dyed the western sky red, stretching his figure very long.
It is said that this was a scene created when Emperor Amitabha walked in the Western Desert in the past. The mountains opened up when he met him and the rivers separated around him, giving rise to the current appearance of the Hanging Temple.
"Amitabha, we have tried to dissuade you. Several times, the host has spoken to the two Buddhist disciples to leave early, and their wits are almost transparent. Unfortunately, the two Buddhist disciples do not have the understanding or the fate to escape this disaster.
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"Everyone has Buddha nature, but not everyone can become a Buddha."
"One day has passed, and the five great Buddhas have gathered in Xuankong Temple, but the great demon has yet to be seen."
"It's somewhat inappropriate. Such a gesture clearly indicates that it is a killing plan. How can the big devil show up?"
But the Buddhist disciples who were walking down the mountain appeared and gathered in Xuankong Temple. There were rumors that they were going to send a letter of worship and invite the great demon to come to this holy temple to discuss the Dharma and put an end to the chaos.
Countless people were looking forward to it, and even the five Buddhist disciples opened their eyes and looked towards the end of the river where the sky was long.
For a moment, the whole world was in an uproar. Is this the response of Mount Sumeru? The disciples of the Buddha directly invited the Buddha to a banquet. A war was about to come.
Hearing this, many monks were speechless and even laughed a little; this was simply a secret scolding of the two Buddhist disciples for being stupid, not understanding the meaning of the words, and rushing into disaster on their own.
For him, this is also a kind of practice and a kind of mind cultivation.
Many people think that he will not go, because it is too difficult for one person to deal with the five great Buddhas alone. Perhaps even the number one Bodhisattva can't achieve sentient beings. Mount Sumeru's ambition for the Nirvana Sutra must be visible to everyone.
"Five Buddhist disciples are hosting a banquet for me. Then go to the meeting alone and fight to create a bright future!"
In just half a day, this news spread throughout most of the Western Desert. People could not figure out what it meant, but they were all speculating on whether the great demon would come.
But among them, there are also people who think that the big demon will come, because he is so arrogant and domineering, oppressing people head-on, no law is law, no heaven is not heaven, just because my law is great, my heart is heaven, not here
below.
Some people say that this is a killing trap set by the Buddhists, and he will not come; others say that this is a clear invitation for you to enter the urn, and the demon will not come to die.
They arrived in the air, stepping on the golden bridge and wearing cassocks, looking particularly solemn and solemn.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Today, the bell of the ancient temple rang three times, signaling the arrival of a distinguished guest. In the continuous glow, five figures suddenly appeared.
In just one day, a large number of people appeared around the ancient holy temple Xuankong Temple, all coming to watch the battle. Many people also came to see what the other Buddhist disciples looked like.
Many people were shocked. They originally thought that Li Yu would not come, but now he went to the banquet of Five Buddhas alone, which alarmed many monks.
Go to the meeting alone and see how you approach me!
People were shocked. They didn't expect that the formation was so big. Five Buddhist disciples came hand in hand, and they all appeared from the sixth to the second place, with an attitude of overwhelming everyone.
Some monks even felt their scalps numb. The power was too great, and every response was bloody, which made people feel frightened.
Many monks lamented that for many years, the Buddhist disciples who walked down Mount Sumeru had never suffered such a loss. Nine of the eighteen Buddhist disciples retreated and three died. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was an earthquake.
"Amitabha."
"This posture of the Second Buddha really reminds people of the Buddha who defeated the Buddha in battle and roamed the Western Desert invincibly. Finally, he realized the true meaning of the Buddhist scriptures and became the most powerful man on Mount Sumeru."
The wind has stopped, the mountains are bright and the sea is quiet, the insects and birds are silent, everything is frozen here, and it is a moment of youthfulness.
A round of golden sun leaps up from the horizon, casting mottled light, reflecting on the river. In the golden field, a young man in white clothes is like a picture, walking on the river.
Everyone held their breath and stared blankly at this scene. It was like seeing a miracle, like facing the Buddha, and it was forever engraved in their hearts.
Crossing the river in white clothes, going to the meeting alone.
It's a pity that I'm fat now and can't wear white clothes. I think I was also a handsome young man back then.