Large swaths of goose-feather snowflakes are falling in the brilliant sky.
Like torn cotton batting, swaying velvet, and soft willows, they quickly decorated the Gengdu Mountains.
Mountains, forests, plains...are all covered with green branches and jade leaves, and pink makeup and jade, showing the grand scene of auspicious snow heralding a good harvest.
Manjusri stood in the wind and snow, his beard and hair all white, the pure vase was steaming with mist, and the spiritual mist shrouded it, making it even more holy.
He thought hard and quickly planned his plan to travel north based on his experiences and memories from his previous life.
The trend of well collapse has been stopped, but after all, treating the symptoms rather than the root cause is an urgent matter.
"Before I leave, there are still many things that need to be dealt with. For example, there are many Buddhist affairs that are waiting for me to solve. After all, I still have to fulfill my responsibilities as a leader before Duobao comes to the West."
"In addition, the Kongming Stone is promoted by the underworld, the Eight Treasures Merit Pool is guarded by green lions, and there is no need to worry about the farming and reading mountains. This is the home of the monks. The hard work they have put in for this cannot even compare to me.
, As for sitting in the well in the secret realm of heaven and earth, it is now very popular, with contribution incentives, there will be no mistakes."
"After much thought, I have to deal with the affairs piled up in Buddhism now."
Thinking of this, Manjusri went directly to Mount Sumeru.
With the rise of Buddhism, the wonderful teachings of the West have been widely spread, and countless living beings yearn for it and make pilgrimages here.
Today's Xumi can be described as a sea of people, with an endless stream of people.
Ordinary creatures and human beings all bowed to the ground with pious expressions on their faces and murmured the name of the Two Saints.
Hundreds of spirits sit on both sides of the steps, concentrating on comprehending the glory of Buddhism.
The auspicious people talked and laughed freely, shuttled among the crowd, showed the way for all living beings, and worshiped the Buddha statue.
The monks recited the name of Manjusri, with devout eyes, and knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times. Behind their backs appeared the Buddhist dharma body with multiple eyes, no mouth, and a big nose.
They are representatives of worldly beings, condensed defects in the Dharma body, and represent three kinds of distracting thoughts: greed, ignorance, and anger.
After entering Buddhism, only by facing up to the shortcomings of the Dharma body can one achieve a spotless mind and achieve the status of a monk.
On the mountainside.
There was a lot of people and a lot of incense.
The main hall, with its carved beams and painted pillars, is splendid and shining with treasure.
The golden roof, red walls, blue bricks and white tiles, the antique style is as long as history and filled with fragrance.
The aura is rolling, the sea of clouds is vast, and inside the holy hall, the ground reflects the clear light.
The lotus platform is magnificent, shaped like glazed tiles, supporting several mysterious and powerful Buddhists.
The solemn-faced Buddha, the compassionate Bodhisattva, the angry-eyed Vajra, and the all-powerful Arhat all sit together in the Main Hall to lecture on Buddhism.
Golden lotuses are everywhere, blessings are all over the sky, and visions are rising.
At this time, Manjusri was wearing a plain cassock and pacing from the foot of Mount Sumeru.
When he appeared at the entrance of the Main Hall, everyone quickly stood up and saluted respectfully, not daring to show any slights.
"Meet Manjushri Bodhisattva."
"No need to be polite, please take a seat." Manjusri held the purification bottle and said with a smile.
At the highest point, there is a shining golden lotus of merit and virtue, with a total of twelve grades, colorful and colorful.
The brilliance of the lotus platform flows and rotates slowly, exuding a rich auspicious charm.
Manjusri walked to the golden lotus, stretched out his right hand, and slowly stroked the lotus heart.
The delicate and warm touch flows into the heart along the fingertips, like warm sunshine shining on the naked skin, making the whole body feel extremely transparent and comfortable.
However, the Golden Lotus Glory is slightly sluggish, as if it has not yet healed from the trauma, and occasionally gets stuck when the aura is hesitant.
Sure enough.
The trajectory of history remains unchanged.
The Golden Lotus of Merit was forcibly torn off to the third level.
The scene that is revealed now is just the illusion of the dream path.
Thinking of this, Manjusri narrowed his eyes slightly and sat directly on the Golden Lotus of Merit.
He did not say anything to point it out, but took the initiative to help the two saints conceal the truth.
The Golden Lotus of Merit is a symbol of Buddhist luck. It is pure and flawless, does not fall into the world, and has strong defensive power.
Because of this, under the suppression of the Golden Lotus of Merit, Buddhism's destiny is as stable as a mountain and is not affected by disasters.
Its sudden absence will definitely cause great panic.
This is not what Manjusri wants to see.
The main hall was silent. After Manjusri arrived, the Buddhas seemed to be closed boxes and no longer uttered a word.
Manjusri tapped the bottom of the pure vase with his finger, glanced back and forth, and then he had a clear understanding of the current situation in Buddhism.
Only two Buddhas came, sixty percent of the Bodhisattvas arrived, and almost all the Vajras and Arhats arrived except those who were out on missions.
As for the auspicious monks and monks, due to their large number and low level, they do not have exclusive seats in the main hall, so they can only stand in the corner and listen to the teachings.
"The forces of Buddhism are mainly divided into three categories. The local Buddhas in the West, the Bodhisattvas who explain the teachings, and the ordinary people in the world of Buddhism. The three parties are like hungry sharks, desperately biting and competing for the only fresh meat, unless they are like long-eared people.
In this way, those who commit evil deeds that make people angry will be expelled, and the friendship within the alliance will be extremely strong."
"In addition, the bond between Buddhas is particularly important. The fate of the past life and the present, and the meaning of Jinlan among brothers, must be carefully considered to avoid mistakes. For example, Jin Chanzi and Ji Guang are close friends in private, but their attitude towards life
But they are completely opposite. The former is decisive and decisive, while the latter is pure and compassionate, and it is difficult to cooperate at all. Such situations abound, so we must not be careless."
"Buddhism has just been established, and everything is waiting to be done. The Buddha who is preaching here now either has ambitions and plans for far-reaching goals, or he has no backers to support himself. He wants to seize the opportunity to fight for luck, thereby improving his status and arriving at Duobao.
Before the West, if I can make good use of this power, I can at least ensure the prosperity of the Gengdu Mountains for hundreds of years."
Thinking of this, thoughts flashed in Manjusri's mind and he said loudly.
"Where are the pharmacist, Yoshimitsu, and Samantabhadra?"
The grass and trees are filled with warm spring light, and the lotus flowers are swaying and full of vitality.
The three Bodhisattvas immediately walked down the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform and came to the center of the Main Hall.
Jiguang smiled and put his hands together with clear eyebrows: "Greetings to Manjushri Bodhisattva."
Manjusri nodded, "After the death of the Demon Ancestor Luohu, the corpses were scattered in the western terrain, polluting countless mountains and rivers, including Taixu Mountain, Bayi Mountain, Ji Zhongshan, Shengli River, Dongxu Lake and other areas. The two saints were busy in several areas.
Yuanhui has sorted out 80% of it, and the remaining two achievements will be repaired by the three of you, settle down and set off immediately."
"Good!"
The three Bodhisattvas were overjoyed and left the Mahavira directly to restore the heaven and earth.
"Where are Ma Yuan, Jin Chanzi, and Wu Yunxian?"
"Meet Manjushri Bodhisattva."
"Half a month ago, Nanzhan Buzhou sent several golden immortals to the west to carry out mass killings. Buddhism must not sit idly by and ignore them. You will go immediately to kill them all and destroy the area 30,000 miles away from the edge of Nanzhan Buzhou.
To promote my Buddhist reputation."
"Good!"
"Cihang, Zier, where is the deer's cry?"
"Meet Manjushri Bodhisattva."
……
Several orders were issued intensively by Manjusri. The Buddhas in the Mahavira Palace left one after another, and even Vajra Arhats were sent out with hundreds of people.
"Hiss, Manjushri Bodhisattva is really clever in his methods. I feel that every order he makes is extremely reasonable."
"That's right, he is not greedy for success but also pays attention to our safety. He is indeed strategizing and resourceful."
"No wonder Lan Ying didn't show up for several days after the banquet. It turned out that she was investigating the real situation in the West."
The discussion was endless, making Maitreya's face look increasingly ugly.
After all, he has inherited the mantle of Zhunti and has practiced the Way of Wisdom for several Yuanhui sessions, so he can naturally see the key points in Manjushri's teachings.
Jiguang cares about the common people, and leads the Wanxiang survivors to work hard and restore the area polluted by the remains of Rahu. However, it was wasted for four thousand years due to lack of strength. Now with the help of Samantabhadra and the Medicine Master, he can naturally fulfill his long-cherished wish and obtain a huge amount of money.
Heavenly merit reward.
Because of this, the three Bodhisattvas were all smiling when they left, knowing that they had the winning ticket and would return in triumph.
Jin Chanzi kills decisively and uses cruel methods. He has always been hostile to Nanzhan Buzhou. If he is sent to quell the rebellion, he will definitely be killed in rivers of blood and corpses everywhere.
As for Wu Yunxian and Ma Yuan, they are clearly taking the blame.
The two of them have angry tempers and are not tolerant. They will definitely be infected by Jin Chanzi. They will kill Nanzhan continent and invade wildly. The first person to be persecuted is Piao, who lives in the fringe area and has a relationship with Manjusri.
Snow Mountain!
Even if this matter comes to light and the Second Saint discovers it and blames it, the final punishment will be painless.
After all, when Jie Jiao disciples first join Buddhism, it is a time when people's hearts are distracted. If the punishment is too severe, there will be messages about alienation and alienation, and the only thing that can be done is a few harsh words and strong comfort.
With this move, Manjusri solved a hidden danger for himself, relieved Jin Chan of his bad temper, and raised the prestige of Buddhism.
One arrow kills three!
Every time he makes a move, the participating Buddhas can make a small profit.
Or resources, or merit, or obsession...
But upon closer inspection, you will find that these benefits go round and round and eventually go into Manjusri’s pocket.
Gulu.
Maitreya swallowed softly and let out a slight breath.
He raised his head and looked at the brilliant Golden Lotus of Merit.
Manjusri's tone was gentle, his smile was sincere, and he issued the order enthusiastically.
His insight into the human heart is extremely thorough, and every time he is deployed, he can hit the core, making the Buddhas walk out of the Mahavira with satisfaction.
Manjusri picked it up at his fingertips, and his casual style chilled Maitreya's shocked spine.
"How is that possible!"
Maitreya murmured in disbelief, his breath becoming weaker and weaker.
From autumn to spring, it took less than five months for Manjusri to come to the West!
How could he, in such a short period of time, have a clear understanding of important factors such as the boundary planning of the West, the bonds of friendship between living beings, and the division and connection of forces.
Such talent makes Maitreya fall into ancient memories.
In the past, the Zhunti saint lived behind the scenes, dispatching troops, arranging detailed operations, and laying out the entire prehistoric period.
The great forces such as Yaoting, Penglai, Jiejiao, Chanjiao, Blood Sea, Underworld, etc. all fell apart under his plan, and the destiny was withdrawn to fill the West and even prospered!
The entire prehistoric period, under the brilliance of Zhunti's wisdom, is gradually moving towards the west.
Since Maitreya transformed into another form, he has followed Zhunti to practice. Naturally, he knows that behind the wisdom, there is a tragic scene of corpses strewn in the fields and blood flowing in the oars.
Turn Hu into Buddha and break away from Xuanmen.
In the process of promoting the conspiracy, more than hundreds of millions of lives have died indirectly.
This is the ruthlessness of wisdom. If you want to win, you must make sacrifices!
Maitreya's feelings for Saint Zhunti, in addition to his respect as a direct disciple, also contained some fear and suspicion.
Because of this, he practices the Way of Wisdom, but is afraid of it.
After the establishment of Buddhism, the two saints no longer appeared in public, but retreated into chaos to practice, which made Maitreya breath a sigh of relief.
However, the sudden appearance of Manjusri threw him into chaos.
In contrast, Manjusri is even more indifferent.
He is an extremely rare person who puts interests first. He is good at playing tricks on both sides and is always striving for the most abundant resources.
Such a temperament should have been despised by all things in the simple and kind-hearted West, but Manjusri was always able to reverse the situation and continue to grow his prestige.
He was sitting on top of the Golden Lotus of Merit, with his back as straight as a Pangu ridge, exuding a heavy and oppressive aura.
Manjusri did not know Maitreya’s thoughts.
He looked at the gradually deserted Main Hall and said loudly: "Where is Dingguang?"
"Meet Manjushri Bodhisattva." The long-eared Dingguang Immortal quickly jumped off his seat and crawled down in the center of the hall.
At Lan Ying's banquet, he took the initiative to take off his Xuanmen robe and transformed into the Dingguang Joyful Bodhisattva.
In the history of Buddhism, the status of Dingguang Huanxi Bodhisattva has always been in an extremely humble state.
He was despised by the local Buddha, hostile to the Chan sect, disgusted by the saints, and wanted to be killed by the Jie sect.
Dingguang Huanxi Bodhisattva knew that his sins were serious, so in order to save his life, he simply hid in the South China Sea and could not come out. By chance, he became the face of the Ninth Princess.
He relied on the dragon clan to devote himself to cultivation, opened up the vast waters stretching thousands of miles, and raised a herd of tide-calling beasts to study the way of love.
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Until later, Dingguang Huanxi Bodhisattva cultivated two golden immortals who called the tide. When the conch trumpet was blown, the golden immortal state could not resist and won several battles for Buddhism, so he was named Dingguang Huanxi Buddha.
As a result, the Ninth Princess' status rose and she became the first concubine of the South China Sea Dragon Clan to entrust the waters.
It's a pity that the two tide-calling creatures jumped out of their wits and ran into the dream of the Purifying Altar Messenger, where they were stewed and eaten up by the other party.
Dingguang Huanxi Buddha was beaten back to his original form, and the Ninth Princess cruelly abandoned him and threw him into the arms of the Baili Celestial Clan.
Manjusri looked at Dingguang Huanxi Bodhisattva who was kneeling on the ground with a faint look in his eyes, carefully going over his experience twice in his mind.
Today, Dingguang Huanxi Bodhisattva is still lucky and wants to squeeze into the upper echelons of Buddhism with the Six Soul Banner, but he doesn't know that no one dares to use this kind of treacherous character no matter where he is.
Thinking of this, Manjusri grinned slightly and said: "The birthday of the Great Wisdom Mother from Luzhou in Beiju is coming soon. She has a deep relationship with Western religions. The post was sent six days ago. I should have led you to attend, but the Buddhist affairs
It’s hard to escape from all the troubles, so I have Laodingguang Bodhisattva to take care of this for me.”
"Manjusri Bodhisattva, rest assured, I will set off now." Hearing this, Dingguang Huanxi Bodhisattva quickly agreed with a smile.
His body is fixed light into the clouds, and his escape skills are extremely fast, so he can handle such errands with ease.
"Wait a minute." Just as Dingguang Huanxi Bodhisattva was about to leave, Manjusri stopped him.
"Old Mother Dazhi is in the quasi-sage realm. She is a veteran wisdom master. She is also a teacher and friend with the Chunti Saint. It is inappropriate for us not to go to congratulate you. If you go empty-handed again, wouldn't you be talking about it?
Qingshi, he has the gift I prepared."
"Thank you Manjusri Bodhisattva for reminding me."