The dense yellow apricot spring rain contains pure merit and aura, covering the Mahavira Hall of Mount Xumi.
The majestic and majestic green lion, holding the dazzling nine-grade golden lotus, makes a deafening roar of filial piety.
Manjusri clasped his hands together, with a solemn face, sitting on the lotus platform and reciting the "Vajra Prajna Sutra", with endless blessings and auspiciousness emerging from behind.
On the surface of his Taoist robe, thousands of green lotus flowers took root and sprouted, swaying and shining with extremely rich Taoist essence.
The sword of wisdom shines brightly, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky, blooming with a flawless halo of wisdom.
Under the illumination of this halo, all living beings immediately feel enlightened, and the doubts that have been blocked in their hearts suddenly become clear.
Manjusri's thoughts moved slightly, and his chanting voice became louder and louder. The green lotus on the surface of the Taoist robe ignited spontaneously without fire, and instantly turned into a burning fire lotus.
The blazing flames filled Manjusri's body along the lotus, rendering it into a phoenix about to spread its wings.
"The doubts created in the past, the prajna seen day and night, the Taichuan River standing for thousands of years, the mist-ridden river wandering astray, my name is Manjushri Bodhisattva."
Manjusri looked up at the sky, his eyes as deep as a pool, and his body was suddenly wrapped in fire.
After a while, the fire went out, and the green lotus robe turned into a golden cassock. Manjusri's face looked like the spring breeze, standing on the golden lotus.
Wow, wow~
The winds and clouds surged between heaven and earth, and the rolling merits came from the sky and gathered into a wide ocean above Mount Sumeru.
Looking at the boundless ocean of merit, Saint Zhunti’s eyes were full of appreciation and expectation.
He smiled and brushed the seven-treasure tree, sending out the majestic luck that turned the beast into a Buddha one after another, sorting out the shabby borders of the West, and silently planning the future development of Buddhism.
"As expected of a Bodhisattva of great wisdom, he knows how to seize the opportunity to take the lead, confirm the way of heaven with the Bodhisattva status, and compete for boundless merit rewards. Unfortunately, Maitreya and the others have not yet reacted, and are still watching helplessly without knowing why."
Jie Yin felt the burden on his shoulders gradually lightening, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
"You and I have never talked about the decision to transform Hu into a Buddha and break away from Taoism with any of his disciples. Manjusri's ability to respond in a timely manner is attributed to his own wisdom and decisiveness. This disciple who explains and intercepts the teaching is indeed brave and fearless.
Compared with the venerable people who grew up in Western greenhouses, they are many times stronger."
"Brother, the West is about to prosper, and the merits we owe will have to be repaid. Before that, please help me divide the destiny of Buddhism and reward all the venerables based on their merits."
"Good!"
The surging river of life has a long history in the void.
The rushing river has magnificent waves, mixed with the life, old age, illness and death of all living beings, flowing without beginning and end.
This river that bound the ancient times has not dried up at all under the erosion of time, but has become more full and turbulent.
The Second Saint's thoughts fell beside the long river, and when he saw such a magnificent scene, even though he had seen it countless times, he still felt extremely shocked.
The guide throws out the treasure building, disturbing the majestic luck, causing the long river of life to surge with moisture, revealing a hazy golden shadow.
"It's a pity that the destiny of my cultivation can only steal the branches of the long river of life. If I could completely control it, why would I in the West look at others in such a embarrassed way?"
Jie Yin said with some regret, and then his eyes were as bright as red gold and glass, looking at the Buddhist destiny in the long river of life.
This is the solemn and solemn shadow of the Buddha.
Compared with the brilliant, fragrant and gorgeous Western luck, Buddhist luck appears to be extremely restrained.
It is like an elder full of wisdom, washed away by rain, snow, wind and frost, and becomes transparent, flawless, ordinary and simple.
The phantom of the Buddha gradually condensed into a substantial golden body, with three heads and six arms, sitting on top of the deep golden lotus, chanting ancient mantras.
The brilliance flows, the purple air rises into the smoke.
The Buddha holds treasures in each hand, including lotus flowers, golden beads, candlesticks, swords, purification bottles, and hydrangeas, exuding endless blessings and auspiciousness.
Zhunti blew on the phantom of the Buddha, and misty silver clouds floated out of his mouth, filled with a large amount of fluorescent light flying freely.
This is the nebula of wisdom.
He stretched his hand into the nebula, and countless thoughts emerged in his mind to assist him in deriving plans.
There are six main types of fruition status in Buddhism.
The most noble status is called Buddha.
They each represent a certain era of Buddhism, such as the past, present, and future three Buddhas, symbolizing the West's initial downturn, mid-term rise, and final heyday.
In addition, there are the Great Ming Buddha who represents the age of dragons and phoenixes, the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha who represents the age of lich, the Buddha of Precious Light who represents the age of mercy of King Suddhodana, as well as figures such as Purity, Precious Pillar, Indestructible, and Joy.<
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They live in seclusion behind the scenes and rarely appear in front of the world, but they are the most respected existences in Buddhism.
The status next to Buddha is Bodhisattva.
They symbolize the concept of practicing Buddhism and came into being to complement the Western world. They are the main force of Buddhism. Most of them are in the center of power and decide the direction of Buddhism's development.
Guanyin Bodhisattva incarnates three thousand compassionate beings to save the world, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva resides in the underworld to save ghosts, Lingji Bodhisattva suppresses the egret blessed land and leads all living beings, as well as Nanming, sun, moon and stars, Huaguang, Mahasthamaprapta, etc.
No matter it is a disaster or disaster, the figure of Bodhisattva will always appear.
They sacrifice themselves for others, cut their flesh to feed eagles, and save countless lives from water and fire.
Because of this, in the West, Bodhisattvas are all high-ranking and powerful beings.
Further down, there are King Kong and Arhat.
These two levels of fruition belong to the middle level in Buddhism and are the attendants of Bodhisattvas.
Most of them practice the physical body, and their realm is around that of spiritual immortals. They are indispensable thugs.
The most famous ones are the two Arhats who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger, who left many good stories about their slaying of demons in the mortal world.
There are also Angry-Eye Vajra and Pagoda Vajra, which are often worshiped in mortal temples and enjoy the boundless scent of incense.
The lowest level is Xiangrui and Bhikkhu.
Auspiciousness is the transformation of beings with profound blessings. Before Buddhism was established, the West had absorbed several figures to serve the venerables.
They are mostly female figures and often appear at Buddhist banquets. They also take the form of flowers, birds, fish and insects to decorate the grand scene of Mount Sumeru.
As for monks, it is the general term for all living beings who practice Buddhism.
As long as those who practice Buddhism and have pure minds can be saved by Buddhism after death, they can lose their physical eyes and become a monk.
Their number is extremely large, even as high as 60 million at the peak of Buddhism.
Because of this, monks have the lowest status in Buddhism, just like today's busy Western creatures. They work hard throughout their lives and have difficulty getting ahead, and they have to be continuously exploited and oppressed by the upper class.
Thousands of thoughts flashed in the mind of Saint Zhunti. These thoughts of wisdom can assist him in extremely fast deduction.
Countless possibilities emerged one after another, and he broke them into pieces and merged them into clearer and more thorough thoughts.
He seemed to be sitting in the center of the starry sky, constantly breaking the stars and condensing them together, removing their dross and keeping their essence, and finally gave birth to the vast bright moon.
After a long time, Zhunti finally put away the nebula exhaustedly, his eyes shining with energy.
"The luck of Buddhism is extremely grand, like an old tree with extremely strong roots. Even if it takes up half of it, it will be of great help. Junior brother, you have to be careful in allocating it." Saint Jieyin reminded.
After hearing this, Zhunti waved his hands with a smile and said.
"Senior brother is too worried. More wolves and less meat will inevitably lead to fights, but it can make the disciples active. Only in the bloody fight can they go further."
He divided the nebula into ten parts and said to Jieyin.
"Instead of worrying here about what is fair and what is reasonable, it is better to leave the opportunity to them to choose on their own, senior brother, let's see."
"The Buddha occupies 20%, the Bodhisattva occupies 30%, and let them fight for the rest. How about it?"
"Good!"
At the same time, above the Main Hall.
Manjushri Bodhisattva has his hands clasped together, his eyes are as clear as water, and he is sitting on the back of a green lion with a smile on his lips.
He exhaled slightly, suddenly raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain, and said.
"Here comes the light!"
Boom!
The mighty Mount Sumeru trembled violently.
The cold voice seems to activate the Tao Yun, making the spiritual energy of the entire world become extremely active.
The water in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool is rippling, rolling up several waves of colored glaze, and countless gold beads of merit are dazzling.
The Qingyun golden lamp turned into a stream of light, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into the palm of Manjusri, blooming into a gorgeous water-colored cloud.
Those pearls of noble merits and virtues rotate slowly around the golden lamp, and their surfaces are covered with the breath of Manjusri, as bright and bright as the vast starry sky.
As the spiritual power surges inside the golden lantern, the boundless glow rises.
Auspicious, safe, blessed, smooth...
Beautiful blessings are scattered in the west, covering all living beings in a warm atmosphere.
When the pharmacist saw this, his eyes widened and he exclaimed: "Damn it, Manjusri actually used the breath of the Qingyun Golden Lamp to exaggerate all the pearls of merit and virtue retained at the bottom of the pool. In this way, the Western creatures reincarnated through the Eight Treasures Merit Pool,
If there is no clear line, the Buddhist destiny will default to the Manjusri faction."
"The ambition of the wolf has actually been calculated from the beginning. Manjusri is indeed as despicable, shameless and obscene as Teacher Bodhi said." Maitreya said through gritted teeth, wishing he could drag Manjusri directly off the lotus platform.
Everyone here is a powerful person. In a flash of thought, you understand the connection between the emergence of Buddhism and luck.
Pu Xian stood up in astonishment, his face full of shock: "Senior Brother Cihang, Senior Brother Manjusri have been planning this for a long time, how is this possible!"
Glaze, gold, jade, agate...several kinds of gems gathered into rivers, washing down from the top of Mount Sumeru. The flashing steaming precious light made Manjusri even more solemn.
Manjushri stood in the Buddha's light and said gently: "My name is Manjushri Bodhisattva. I cannot bear the difficulty of all living beings to achieve the great road. I am willing to use the Eight Treasures Pool of Merit and Virtue as a guide to develop the method of reincarnation and merit, to establish the compassion of heaven and earth, and to protect the prosperity of the West." As soon as he finished speaking, the destiny of Buddhism was immediately revealed in the main hall.
The solemn phantom of the Buddha, with three heads and eight arms, each holding a treasure, sits on a golden lotus in a compassionate posture.
Thousands of water flows from all directions.
These currents are not the essence, but the condensed Tao aggregate of wisdom.
They are like water plants in the deep sea, wrapping the golden lotus under the Buddha's seat, revealing layers of mysterious wisdom.
The rolling black and yellow merits surged in again, gathering in the vast ocean of merits in the sky, rolling endlessly.
The two sages of the West looked at the phantom of the Buddha standing in the sky, and suddenly felt unbelievable.
Transforming Hu into a Buddha is a method that the Chunti Sage has been planning since the Lich calamity.
This move can make the West break away from Taoism, and its luck will increase several times.
The majestic golden body of Buddha is the condensed of the overall destiny of Buddhism.
In Zhunti's plan, all the Western venerables were supposed to be transformed into Buddhas, and their luck would be divided based on merit and rewards, but unexpectedly Manjushri arrived first.
He used the Eight Treasures Merit Pool as the foundation, and subtly penetrated the pearls of merit, thereby shaking the Buddha's golden body to seek luck, and directly divided it into 10%!
The so-called aristocratic status is clearly a disguise to cover up the Qingyun Palace lantern and exaggerate the glazed water purification!
"Junior brother, don't worry. Manjushri has given a lot to me in the West. Why not take 10% of your luck? Besides, you and I have already agreed to let all disciples compete for their luck. Isn't this situation exactly what we want to see?
What?"
He looked at Manjusri with twinkling eyes, his words full of admiration and expectations.
"Senior brother, I am not qualified to complain about what Manjusri has done. I even have some expectations. What wonderful things this man will do, but if he is so unrestrained, I am afraid that these venerables will be hit and never recover.
It’s hard to get ahead." Zhunti said with some worry.
"So what?" Jieyin chuckled and patted Zhunti on the shoulder.
"You rely too much on wisdom and like to weigh the pros and cons when doing things, but you have never thought about the power of the soul."
"Manjusri's character is indeed despicable. Sometimes, I want to kick him secretly, but his existence makes the venerables have high morale, especially the local disciples in the West. They want to kill him quickly. Because of this,
They will practice hard and want to trample them under their feet. Such fighting spirit is unprecedented."
"We are already saints. Our luck, status, and wealth are all fleeting. Only merit can provide help. Why bother with so many things? It is better to practice down-to-earth and wash away the sand. If they are really crushed by Manjusri, they cannot lift their heads.
, then just change the batch of disciples."
The radiance of wisdom illuminates the Buddha lotus platform, and the mysterious light ribbons fill the air, representing Manjusri's official destiny of occupying the West.
At this moment, Manjusri's voice changed.
"If there are monks, nuns, good men, and good women, if they accept and uphold the Dharma, read, recite, write, and practice, they will achieve all auspiciousness in this life, everything will be perfect, their life will be long, everyone will love and respect them, and they will have a cherished heart..."
Manjusri stood in front of the golden body of Buddha, like an ant facing a huge beast.
I didn't feel the slightest flinch or timidity from him, but my eyes were bright and eager to try.
Boom~
The wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and in the vast sea of clouds, the shadow of the Gengdu Mountains was revealed.
Countless creatures showed piety on their faces and recited ancient scriptures, which were the incense-burning chapter in the "Vajra Prajna Sutra"!
They were all wearing cassocks, with bare feet, and walked out of the Taoist temple with firm eyes, taking the Cultivating Mountains as their starting point to spread the Taoist accumulation of practice to the West.