Chapter 472 The River of Forgetfulness, the Ascetic Monk!
Chen Xiu gently stepped onto the wooden boat and could feel the extremely cold and desolate atmosphere, as if he had fallen into a netherworld.
Standing next to him was a young man wearing a black cloak and a tiger-like head.
His face seems to be quite plain, but there is a bit of fierceness and cruelty appearing in his eyes from time to time.
"This river is called the River of Forgetfulness, which shares its name with the mythical river of the underworld." A low and hoarse voice sounded.
The old man holding the keel spoke slowly, with a somewhat calm and indifferent tone in his words: "Be careful, you may see an illusion later, which is the most hidden concern in people's hearts. Don't lose your mind and fall into it.
In the river. If you fall in, it will be difficult for the gods to save you."
The young man leaned forward slightly, his eyes fell on the deep river, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Chen Xiu's eyes also became slightly serious.
There were endless corpses strewn in the dark and deep river.
Buried among the mud and sand is a string of glass Buddha beads, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, intertwined in seven colors, shining with divine light.
That is, Buddha!!
"There is actually a Buddha treasure here!!" The young man's face suddenly became distorted, revealing a ferocious greed.
The violent bloodthirsty demonic intent, accompanied by the ultimate killing intent, burst out throughout the body, like the Shura Demon King in the sea of blood!
Then, he took a trembling step back as if waking up from a dream.
Like a white rabbit frightened by thunder on a thunderstorm night, he quietly pulled up his black robe to cover his face, and his frightened and frightened eyes were buried under the black robe.
His hands covered with black mud were tightly clasping his temples, looking quite painful!!
"That moment of murderous intent, as well as the fierce demonic intent, is absolutely extraordinary! Is this the legendary soul-leaving syndrome, two souls in one body?" Chen Xiu's face was still calm, but there was something more in his eyes.
It means thinking.
Soul Leaving Syndrome, one body with two souls, is an incurable disease that spreads throughout the world.
Legend has it that when the soul was weak and uneasy, there was an invasion by the soul of the dead in the past who had not yet dispersed.
The two souls are one body and compete with each other. Sometimes it seems that the soul has left the body and the character has changed drastically, because it is called soul separation syndrome.
"It's foggy, be careful." The old words sounded, seemingly coming from the horizon, looming and empty.
When Chen Xiu looked up, what caught his eye was no longer the surging river.
It is a rather modern building.
He just stood in front of the door, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar door and the endless stream of people, showing a somewhat relieved smile.
"It turns out that deep down in my heart, I still miss my old campus. In other words, I miss my old life." Chen Xiu chuckled rather self-deprecatingly.
There were familiar words ringing in my ears.
The figure of the past gradually became clear between his eyes.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the world deep in his memory, a world without martial arts and evil spirits.
"The memories of the past are indeed beautiful, but after all they are nothing but mirror images." Chen Xiu sighed leisurely and raised his fingers gently.
It seemed like a mighty divine thunder burst out, and the old friends fell down in the midst of wailing, and they all looked at me sadly.
"My pursuit in this life is martial arts! It is to be able to live well in this troubled world. Everything in the past, to me, is past, like a cloud of smoke." Chen Xiu said softly to himself,
Wiping his eyes with five fingers.
All the smoke and clouds dissipated at this moment.
The deep and dark river is still there, and the city in the distance is gradually becoming clearer.
The wooden boat arrived in the middle of the river.
"Can you wake up from the illusion so quickly? As a living person, this will is worthy of praise." There seemed to be some approval in the old man's eyes.
Chen Xiu's eyes froze slightly, and there was a hint of chill in his words: "Did you see it?"
"Although your magical powers are very good, and you can change your energy, soul, and even your voice, you are still a living human race after all. My eyes can see people and ghosts! But don't worry, I won't tell anyone
Because everything has nothing to do with me, I'm just a ferryman." The old man's words were very indifferent and calm, as if he had discovered everything in the world of mortals.
Only then did Chen Xiu finally see the old man clearly.
His whole body seemed to be in shackles, his whole body was a little skinny, there were scars on his head, and his clothes were extremely simple.
There were shackles wrapped around his legs.
It seems to be tied to the canoe, but it is just an ordinary iron rope!!
"Senior, what do you mean by this? This is just an ordinary iron rope. With your senior's ability, you might be able to break free at any time, right?" Chen Xiu asked, expressing his confusion.
The old man said calmly: "Iron ropes are easy to break, but heart locks are hard to escape. I do this voluntarily."
"Senior, do you have something to hide? I do have some abilities, maybe I can help senior." Chen Xiu said with a faint smile.
Even though it was a weak perception, he could understand it.
The strength of this old senior is still higher than Young Master Qinglian before seclusion!
"I once promised others that I would spend a hundred years ferrying here. For me, this is just practice." The old man's words were very indifferent.
Ascetic?
Chen Xiu's eyes changed slightly.
"What did senior promise?" Chen Xiu asked.
Since he is an ascetic, it must be related to practice.
Buddhist practice is nothing more than setting ambitious goals or adhering to scriptures.
Perhaps, with his current power, he can really do it.
"After a hundred years, all the dead souls here will be transformed. This is what I expect." The old man spoke slowly and shook the oar with all his strength.
Transforming the dead soul into a wish?
If hell is not empty, will I never become a Buddha?
Chen Xiu suddenly caught something in his heart and asked repeatedly: "Senior is a member of the Buddhist sect, but he practices in the Ksitigarbha lineage?"
"I am indeed a man from the Pure Land of Buddhism and the successor of the previous generation Ksitigarbha. It's a pity that there is only martial arts but no true scriptures, so I can't transform the dead souls in the world. I am willing to ferry here for a hundred years, waiting for the one in the city.
Donor, dissolve the souls of the dead." The old man's words were still calm.
No wonder!!
Chen Xiu suddenly laughed out loud.
This is indeed true.
The sutra for Ksitigarbha’s lineage to practice is undoubtedly the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Original Vow Sutra.
This is a secret book in Buddhism, and it is also the most widely circulated book.
However, in the history he remembered, this scripture was spread in Tianzhu.
During the Tang Dynasty, Shisha Nanda of the Tripitaka Samana lineage in Khotan was translated to China, and only then did the Ksitigarbha lineage's practice method be completely perfected.
Before, there were only a few fragments!
According to common sense, it is impossible to happen at this time point.
But, he is a time traveler!
This scripture is widely circulated among the people, and he knows it!
Even, I will memorize every word!!
Chen Xiu spoke softly: "Senior, please listen to the younger generation's chant. I wonder if it is this article?"
He spoke softly: "I have heard that at one time the Buddha was in the Trayasa Heaven, teaching the Dharma for his mother. At that time, all the Buddhas in the immeasurable worlds in the ten directions could not be described."
The old man's eyes instantly froze.
He said in disbelief: "You, how do you know?"
This is the only copy of Ksitigarbha's lineage, known only to the great Bodhisattvas in the Pure Land of Buddhism.
How could he know?
"This is the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra". There are three volumes in total. It is a coincidence that this junior knows this volume. It is a complete and only copy from beginning to end!" Chen Xiu said calmly.