The murmured sutra reveals the faint Buddha light and rises high into the sky.
Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, golden Arhats, and auspicious monks all gathered in the Mahavira Hall to pray for blessings for all living beings.
The sky is filled with colorful clouds, thousands of auspicious clouds are rolling and steaming, countless Buddhist treasures are looming, and the brilliance is flowing.
Necklace pearls, golden lotus lanterns, pearl lampstands, hydrangea tassels... brilliant and resplendent.
The precious light surges like waves, scattering Buddhism’s merit and good fortune in every corner of the West.
This is something that must be announced after the establishment of Buddhism, explaining to heaven and earth the significance of the existence of the sect and the truth of Buddhist practice.
The two saints sit side by side in the first place, stirring up the wind and clouds with their vast power, opening up paths in the filthy world of mortals, clearing the clouds and seeing the sun for all sentient beings to transcend suffering.
The powerful men of Buddhism sit on golden lotuses and show their magical powers, or they are emitting precious light, or they have three heads and six arms, or they are auspicious clouds and auspicious colors, and they are arranged in a circular arrangement in the main hall.
If you stand in the sky and look down, you will find that the lotus platform in the temple looks like a blooming lotus.
Bhikkhu Xiangrui and others, numerous in number, knelt down around the lotus and recited scriptures, forming a hazy edge prototype.
Arhat Vajra's eyes widened with anger, revealing a powerful Buddhist golden body, structured into the tips of countless lotus leaves.
Further inside, there are Bodhisattvas and Buddhas. The closer the seats are to the core of the flower, the more respected their status is in the West.
Medicine Master, Maitreya, Lu Ya, Ran Deng and other Buddhas all gathered in the center of the lotus formation, surrounding the Great Wisdom Bodhisattva like stars holding the moon.
The dazzling nine-grade golden lotus is as bright and brilliant as the morning sun, making Manjusri's face even more solemn.
He was wearing a plain white cassock, holding a pure white porcelain vase, his eyes were soft as water, and he was reciting the "Golden Light Prajna Sutra".
The pure charm of compassion gathers into a dense sea of stars and fireflies, flying and swaying around Manjusri, thriving like the vitality of spring.
As the peaceful murmur sounded, an endless stream of rushing red water appeared out of thin air, filling all the limbs and bones.
The red water surged, the turbid waves rolled, and the red disk suddenly rose behind Manjusri.
The red plate is large and round, exuding a sense of solemnity. The surface is covered with dense red scales, and a phoenix with flapping wings can be vaguely seen inside. It roars like a rose in full bloom.
The phoenix is brilliant and lifelike, its feathers burning with pure Nanming true fire.
Its red light vibrated high in the long cry, and its body grew several times in the blink of an eye, blooming into countless flawless water patterns, causing layers of ripples to form an array.
The emergence of every ripple will fish out a string of sinister and decaying beads from the ridges of Manjusri.
These pearls are caused by disasters and disasters.
Manjusri felt the changes in his body and grinned slightly.
"The method of guiding is indeed brilliant. It uses the faith of all living beings to forcibly increase their luck. The condensed red water of blessing can not only temper the bones and meridians, but can even forcibly drive away disasters and misfortune. It is worthy of being a person who uses luck to become a saint.
Strong."
"However, this method must rely on the mighty power of heaven and earth, as well as the luck and belief of Buddhism, and it is difficult to replicate. Maitreya took this opportunity in his previous life to condense the luck of the treasure elephant's ascension. I think there must be a quasi-promotion behind it." p>
The constant chirping of the phoenix made Manjusri feel relaxed all over, his thoughts were extremely clear and he was extremely happy.
"It's a pity that too many creatures died under my command, so their luck gathered into the shape of Danfeng and Chaoyang. If I had used merit to wash away sins, I would have gathered it into Golden Crow's luck, and the gain would have been increased by at least three times." "However, if there is no great power of merit and virtue to refine the skills into the Buddha's treasure of luck, how can we stabilize the luck and stop it from flowing away? How can we remain invincible in this Buddhist sect surrounded by enemies? The so-called
This is the truth that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other."
The red scales swayed and glowed, and the phoenix's cry echoed through the sky.
Countless beliefs, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, all converge inside the bright moon.
Manjusri pinches the treasure seal with his hand and absorbs it with all his strength to temper his body.
A few days later, Danfeng Chaoyang's luck was finally absorbed, and gradually disappeared under the brilliance.
At the same time, in the Main Hall, the sound of chanting sutras suddenly stopped.
Jie Yin still had a frown on his face, as if the revitalization of Buddhism had nothing to do with him, but his brows and eyes were even more worried.
He waved the treasure lightly and disappeared directly from his seat without leaving a single word.
Zhunti has become accustomed to it. He pinches the treasure seal with his hand, which is like a lotus. The seven-jewel tree seals the Tao Yuan and turns it into a vast ocean of pearls and treasures.
He clasped his hands together, looked at the Buddhas in the sky, and said solemnly: "Buddhism has just been established, and everything is waiting to be done. Don't be lazy and think about what a Buddha is."
Having said this, Zhunti suddenly asked: "Manjushri Bodhisattva, do you have any insights?"
Manjusri stood up and saluted, with a face like the spring breeze and a voice as gentle as jade, and he replied loudly: "To provide a safe place for the weak, to build a gate for the West, to preach and legislate for all things, and to prove peace for heaven and earth."
His words were so resounding that they suddenly stirred up a storm in Zhunti's heart, and he couldn't help clasping his hands and laughing.
"Great kindness!"
Zhunti flicked his sleeves and said approvingly: "Manjusri Bodhisattva has the Tao in his heart, which is the blessing of my Buddhism and the blessing of the West. The road is long and full of obstacles, and the water is long and arduous. I hope you will cultivate it diligently."<
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After hearing this, everyone quickly stood up, saluted, and responded respectfully.
"Please obey the sage's decree!"
As Zhunti's figure disappeared, the Main Hall suddenly became silent, and all eyes were focused on Manjusri.
Manjusri was a little dazed, but suddenly he came to his senses and said softly: "Let's go."
"Yes!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone stood up and saluted again, and walked out of the hall one after another.
Buddhism attaches great importance to the dignity of elders and younger ones. Manjusri now has the highest status, second only to the two sages of the West. No one dared to leave until he said he was leaving.
After the Buddhas exited the Mahavira Hall, they each mobilized their own means to leave. Suddenly, Mount Sumeru suddenly had countless streams of light and thousands of auspicious colors, and the gorgeous and colorful scene was as wonderful as fireworks.
Those monks and Xiangrui were not qualified to speak in the main hall, but when they got off Mount Sumeru, they immediately started talking noisily and lively.
"Have you ever heard that Manjushri Bodhisattva is truly compassionate with such a magnificent wish?"
"Yes, all living beings are monks. From now on, Manjushri Bodhisattva will be our supporter."
"The suffering in the West cannot be tolerated by Heaven, so it specially sent Manjushri Bodhisattva to save us from our suffering. I am extremely grateful."
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Maitreya and the pharmacist walked side by side. His brows were furrowed and full of sorrow. He suddenly turned around, looked at the prosperous and majestic Mahavira Palace, and murmured.
"Junior brother, there is a good strategy for this Bodhisattva."
The pharmacist's eyes were dark, and when he heard Maitreya's question, he suddenly felt powerless in his heart.
"Senior brother, it's too late to make up for it. With the blessing of Buddhist luck, he will surely be blessed with great fortune in the future. No one can match him. If we make an enemy of him, we will suffer backlash before we even take action. The gain is not worth the loss.
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"The vastness of the world and the abundance of products are all waiting for us to pick. Why bother to hit the south wall? The rise of Manjusri naturally has the tacit approval of the saints. You and I should not feel resentful because of this. We still need to practice hard to reverse the situation.
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Maitreya nodded and said: "What my junior brother said is absolutely true. Instead of getting stuck in internal fighting, it is better to look to the future. The triumphal meeting in two years' time will be your opportunity to rise!"
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Hongxia Blessed Land.
The warm and genial firelight connects to form a steaming sea.
The thriving red willow forest is hidden deep in the rich firelight.
They are straight and slender, with bark as smooth as a mirror, tough and soft wickers, and broken rubies stuck to the surface of the leaves.
Guagua, guagua...
The silly big-headed toad clumsily climbed up the treetop, rolled up the gem with its wide tongue, and swallowed it into its belly.
Under the roots of the trees, precious spiritual plants abound, and the ground is dotted with colorful flowers, faintly breathing blue phosphorus sparks.
White fire Ganoderma lucidum, shrimp mushroom, four-tailed grass, palm flower...
Huang Liang was sweating profusely, holding a jade bowl with dozens of slender red beans inside, and strolling in the red willow forest.
Every few steps he took, he would carefully take out a red bean and place it on the most lush branch of the willow tree. He would hold his breath and concentrate on the whole process, not daring to make any mistakes.
"Hoo~"
When all the red beans were placed on the branches of the willow branches, Huang Liang heaved a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.
His true form is a large-mouthed yellow catfish, and he has fed on dirty mud for generations. His status in the West is extremely humble, even to the point of being despised by everyone.
Huang Liang tried his best to change the status quo, but he still could not get rid of the fetters of racial blood.
Just when he was desperate, Venerable Manjusri was born in the West.
He has a compassionate heart and a pure nature, and is willing to restore the Cengdu Mountains, which have been abandoned for many years, and provide a home for all sentient beings to rest and recuperate.
Huang Liang is one of the first batch of creatures to follow Manjusri, and also one of the first lucky ones to obtain a dojo.
This place was originally called the Purple Garlic Plain, filled with poisonous fog and countless poisonous insects, making it a naturally dangerous place.
After the large-mouthed yellow catfish race came here, they planted countless red willows to improve the soil, and renamed it Hongxia Blessed Land.
They were initially strapped for cash and thought that it would take at least hundreds of years to improve the spiritual essence of the dojo. However, they did not expect that several powerful men from the underworld came to their door a few days ago.
This group of strong men looks ferocious, with a ghostly aura around them and is extremely cold, but they have a kind personality and a calm tone. They claim that Manjushri Bodhisattva ordered them to wait here.
Huang Liang did not dare to neglect and served him carefully, so he received many rewards.
Big-headed toad, White Fire Ganoderma, Ba Shrimp Mushroom and other spiritual plants were rewarded by the strong man named Dou Ren.
There are also these extremely precious fire moths!
Huang Liang held the grass root in his mouth, looked at the blue sky, and hummed happily.
"Hehehe, with the support of this group of resources, within ten years, the spiritual essence of Hongxia Blessed Land will be restored to its original state. By then, the resource output will increase several times, and the missing contribution will be slowly made up.
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"When the time comes, I will open up underground space and breed some stone pigs, mud earthworms, earth snakes and other beasts. I will make a lot of money and give Fairy Xuerou a big surprise."
"Yes, I really have great ambitions." Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded.
Manjusri appeared in front of Huang Liang out of thin air with a smile on his face and a white porcelain bottle in his hand.
Huang Liang was startled and almost screamed.
"Oh, Manjushri Bodhisattva, may he be blessed and safe. I just talked nonsense. Please atone for my sins." He rolled over quickly and knelt down on the ground with great respect.
"It's okay." Manjusri picked it up and said gently.
"You are speaking from your heart. No matter how absurd or unrestrained it is, there is nothing wrong with it. If you want to get it, just work hard. This is the fun and meaning of spiritual practice."
When Huang Liang heard these words, his heart suddenly warmed up, and he bowed and said, "Thank you Bodhisattva for your advice."
Manjusri smiled and waved his hand, "It's not really advice. We are all living beings, just discussing the path of spiritual practice with each other. There is no need to care too much about seniority and inferiority. What's wrong with talking about our ambitions?"
At this point, Manjusri took out a pearl from his arms. "I haven't thanked you for your kindness in entertaining the guests for me. These streams of light can help the red willow to drive away pests. Please accept them without saying goodbye."
The pearl was warm and flawless, with several radiant silk ribbons sealed inside. It fell on Huang Liang's rough palm, making him unable to help but burst into tears.
"Thank you Bodhisattva for your guidance."
At the same time, Youdao's thin figure came from the depths of the blessed land.
The ghosts and ghostly winds are coming from the underworld to hold the Golden Order - Dou Ren
"Manjusri Bodhisattva, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
Dou Ren's eyes were clear, his brows were smiling, and he extended his hand to indicate moving forward.
"Please"
Manjusri nodded and said softly: "Lead the way."
The underworld came to the West to meet Manjusri this time, which can be said to be full of sincerity.
There were thirty-six ghosts attending the banquet, and the ones with the lowest level were all at the peak of spiritual immortals, and their statuses were all very important in the underworld, especially the Five Ghosts, who were all at the top.
This is the first time ghosts have appeared in the western realm since Ksitigarbha forcibly separatized the underworld.
Except for the two Yamas, the King of Pingping and the King of Wheels, the remaining ghosts all smiled and did not dare to show any slightness.
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In the exquisite and elegant pavilion, four people from the underworld were arranged around Manjusri.
At this time, the old face of King Ping Ping smiled like a chrysanthemum full of wrinkles.
He said in a weathered tone.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva has profound blessings and outstanding talents. His skills at Lanying's banquet shocked everyone. Such methods really make us ashamed."
After saying this, King Pingping shook his head sadly, with a rather submissive attitude.
When the Wheel King saw this, he quickly changed the subject.
He tapped his palms, and dozens of exquisite wine cups suddenly appeared on the table.
Carnelian, agate, red gold, clear water, blue and white... Each wine cup is made of different materials, and emits rich precious light.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva, when I came this time, I brought some excellent wine. The taste is amazing. It is a unique treasure of the underworld. Do you want to try it?"
After saying that, the Wheel-turning King took out an exquisite wine flask and poured more wine for Manjusri with a smile.
"This is my original drink. It's called Lijia. It's like the longing of a wanderer leaving his hometown. It's long and changeable. It's served in different wine cups. The taste will change. Ruby is spicy, agate is sweet, red gold is bitter, and blue water is fresh.
Fragrant..."
He flicked his fingers, and the wine flew out one after another along the spout, falling accurately into different wine cups like several colorful meteors.
When the wine falls into the cup, it may be covered with beads, or it may be rippling, or it may be soft clouds... in different shapes.
The aroma of the steaming wine gathered into bursts of clouds in the air, and the flavors of bitter, spicy, sour and sweet intertwined.
Manjusri's eyes were full of surprise and he couldn't help but praise.
"It's really a good thing. The taste and color of this wine are all different. It's really eye-opening."
After hearing this, the Wheel-turning King was extremely proud and looked up to the sky laughing.