Gaowu Ming Dynasty: from young eunuch to nine thousand years old Chapter 1083 Entering the Great Buddha Temple for the first time, the old monk in black robe meets!
Chapter 1083 Entering the Great Buddha Temple for the first time, the old monk in black robe meets!
Liu Xuan's sigh only lasted for a moment, and then he cheered up again.
After all, now that the world is coming again and the world is once again open to restrictions, this time he might as well follow the example of his ancestors and make some monstrous achievements!
Compared to Taizu, Yang Fan's martial arts foundation is undoubtedly deeper, and with Mr. Yangming's protection, neither Buddhism nor Taoism can affect Yang Fan!
By then, Yang Fan will be able to reorganize the sun, moon and sky!
Rebuild the world!
At that moment, he should ask for orders to eliminate the roots of overseas continents, attract thousands of dragons to enter, turn them into foundations, open up the supreme divine dynasty, and perhaps restore the glory of the upper world!
"How can the so-called glory of the upper realm reflect the heaven and earth if we don't step on mountains of corpses and seas of blood to rule the heavens and flatten all races?"
Liu Xuan's heart became hot!
Thinking of this, he said sternly: "My lord, I will definitely try my best to promote the issue of the heavenly omen. When the time comes, I will ask him to make Zhu Yunwen lose his wife and lose his troops!"
"It's all thanks to Mr. Liu!"
Yang Fan smiled.
the next day.
Yang Fan transformed into a holy monk again and went to the Great Buddha Temple.
Liu Xuan, on the other hand, transformed into an old servant and followed him around.
Along the way, countless people saw Yang Fan's figure and worshiped him one after another, which touched his heart and made him feel more and more kind to them.
But at this moment, Liu Xuan whispered behind him: "Master, this is the cause and effect in the first place!"
"cause and effect?"
Yang Fan was stunned.
Liu Xuan nodded: "When the young master overcame the calamity of decline..."
Yang Fan suddenly understood, nodded, and smiled bitterly in his heart.
No wonder he felt that the people in Nanchang Prefecture were covered with a layer of illness. He thought it was Zhu Yunwen's poor governance, but he never imagined that it was the fault of himself and Liu Xuan in the first place!
At this time, he spent all his strength to save the people of a city, but invisibly repaid the cause and effect.
Compared with Yang Fan, Liu Xuan's feelings are undoubtedly more profound.
He could clearly feel within his body that the black resentment that he had suppressed under the Divine Treasure was slowly dissipating. This was clear evidence that the cause and effect had been repaid.
"It's a pity that I originally wanted to use the resentment of these sentient beings to plot against others."
I have to say that people who play with fate have dirty hearts.
Liu Xuan was not happy at all because the resentment and karma in his body had dissipated, but was full of regrets.
Not long after, the two came to the Great Buddha Temple.
Dingsheng Temple, which was once one of the origins of Zen Buddhism, is now less than one percent of its former size, and only a dozen palaces and palaces remain.
Even the Zen Buddhism moved out of this place.
Over time, this place was once again occupied by the Mahayana lineage. However, the incense was not very strong. Even in midsummer, walking around here would make you feel a bone-chilling chill.
"What a strong murderous aura!"
Yang Fan paused his feet slightly, and two "卍" character wheels appeared in his eyes, which circulated silently.
He could clearly see that somewhere in the Buddhist temple, there was a red glow that lingered, and invisible murderous intent was slowly leaking out from it.
Although it is less than one ten millionth, it still makes this temple feel like a cold day!
"That place should be where Taizu wrote the poem."
Liu Xuan said in a low voice.
At this moment, the gate of the Great Buddha Temple suddenly opened, and two teams of monks in black robes slowly walked out.
When they arrived in front of Yang Fan, the group of black-robed monks suddenly separated like a tide. A middle-aged monk slowly walked forward and put his hands together in a salute.
"The arrival of the holy monk has really brought glory to this temple! Please tell me in the temple! The abbot and abbot of our temple have been waiting for a long time!"
"oh?"
When Yang Fan and Liu Xuan heard this, they couldn't help but exchange looks.
The middle-aged monk always had a smile on his face: "The first time the holy monk entered the city, he used his great power to save the people of the city. The abbot of our temple has already seen it all! The holy monk does have the ability to compete for the position of the Buddha's son! However, now the distance is far away
The Bon Festival will still take some time, please ask the holy monk to wait for a while!"
The position of the Buddha? The Bon Society?
Yang Fan squinted his eyes, thoughts racing in his mind, and then said without changing his expression: "No rush! I just want to meet the abbot and abbot of your temple first!"
"Please, holy monk, come with me!"
The middle-aged monk extended his hand to signal, and Yang Fan strode towards the temple.
And Liu Xuan didn't expect that the visit between the two of them would have fallen into the other party's eyes, and would also get involved in the other party's so-called dispute between Buddhists and the Bon Bon Festival!
However, seeing Yang Fan moving forward, he could only be more vigilant and keep up.
Soon, the two of them, led by the middle-aged monk, met the abbot and abbot of the Great Buddha Temple!
Dressed in a black robe, with a string of human bone rosary hanging around his neck.
This man was sitting on the futon with his back to them, his body was shriveled and old, and on the wall in front of him was the poem inscribed by Taizu!
After killing millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, the sword on his waist was still bloody. The old monk didn't know the hero, so he just kept asking for his name.
"Both of you, please sit down!"
The black-robed old monk spoke.
However, just when Yang Fan was about to sit down, his eyes suddenly darkened.
Rumble!
The four lines of poetry on the wall suddenly stirred up countless radiances, carrying the murderous intention to kill millions of heroes. In the midst of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a three-foot long sword actually appeared!
This is the Dragon-Slaying Sword!
The sharp edge wins the world!
Can split mountains and rivers!
He was about to behead Yang Fan!
"not good!"
Yang Fan was startled, but a purple light appeared involuntarily above his head!
A majestic Buddha sits cross-legged on it.
There are big magic conchs and big magic drums stirring up, trying to offset the murderous intent of this long sword!
On the side of Liu Xuan's head, a golden chessboard appeared, with the pieces on it like stars, and each star had its place.
Below are the plains and peaks, with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers vaguely visible!
It is his "Heaven and Earth Chessboard" divine treasure!
Whoosh!
Just when Yang Fan and Liu Xuan were about to take action, they saw the long sword in front of them suddenly dissipated, like a dream, and the poem in front of them was still only four lines of poem!
The two of them couldn't help but look surprised.
Yang Fan even frowned: "What do you mean?"
It was only then that the black-robed old monk turned around and said in a hoarse voice: "I have met the holy monk Zhou He, a poor monk. I just took the liberty to try it. Please forgive me!"
After a pause, he continued, "It's hard to guarantee that the position of a Buddhist disciple will be remembered by outsiders! With the poems and articles of Taizu of the Ming Dynasty here, no one can hide his roots!"
A smile appeared on Zhou He's face, obviously Yang Fan passed his test!
but--
"The pure Buddhist power in the holy monk has not yet reached the level of God. It is actually the only thing the poor monk has seen in his life! The poor monk is just curious, how did the holy monk achieve such power?"
Zhou He stared at Yang Fan with curiosity on his face.
Yang Fan sat down slowly and said calmly: "Nothing but compassion! Always have a kind heart and use compassionate means to save the world!"
"Thoughts are smooth, merits are added to the body, and Buddha power is achieved by itself!"