In the Northern Wasteland, in the Golden Autumn Plain, the sky was just getting bright. With a creak, the modest door of the White Horse Temple quietly opened, and two monks, an old man and a young man, walked out. Among them, the old man was holding a horse in his hand.
Under the morning mist, the two of them walked forward silently.
"Xuan Chan, you have been smart since you were a child, with great perseverance and great wisdom, but you need to be more careful when you go out."
After traveling four or five miles, looking at the Jinsha River just around the corner, Hui Neng, the abbot of White Horse Temple, finally stopped.
Hearing this, Bai Chan nodded silently.
After two years of practicing medicine, he came back and felt deeply that the world was difficult, evil spirits and heretics were rampant, and medicine could not save the world, so he came up with the idea of going to the Paradise of Paradise in the West to obtain the true scriptures and save all sentient beings. He prepared for this for two years.
To this day, he has done everything he can, but it's time to set off.
Looking at Bai Chan like this, Huineng's mood was quite complicated. Bai Chan lost her parents when she was young and was raised by him. She was really like a teacher and a father. However, the date of her death is uncertain. He is already old and may never meet again.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel even more sad.
However, he did not stop Bai Chan's idea. The Western Paradise is the holy land in the hearts of all Buddhist disciples. It is the wish of every Buddhist disciple to obtain true scriptures, spread Buddhism widely, and save all sentient beings. However, most people just think about it.
He thought that only a very few people would practice it, and his disciple Bai Chan was undoubtedly one of these very few people.
In this way, how could he stop Bai Chan because of his own thoughts?
"This horse was given by my teacher when I went out to open a temple. It is rumored that it has the blood of a true dragon. Although it looks old, it still has some strength. Ordinary tigers and leopards are no match for it. I will give it to you today to let it
I'll protect you."
As he spoke, Huineng handed the reins to Bai Chan.
Hearing this, Bai Chan was slightly startled. He instinctively wanted to refuse, because he knew that his teacher had different feelings for the white horse, but after meeting Huineng's eyes, he couldn't say the words of refusal. What was inside was
Endless earnestness and worry.
"Disciple, thank you teacher."
Taking the reins, Bai Chan bowed and bowed.
Seeing this, Huineng shook his head.
"The journey to the west is far away. I'm old, but I can't go there, so you can go and see it for me."
"This trip requires crossing thousands of mountains and crossing thousands of rivers. It is full of difficulties. You need to remember the word sincerity. Sincerity will reveal the Buddha."
"Let's go."
With his hands clasped together and his eyes closed, Hui Neng no longer looked at Bai Chan. He was afraid that he would be reluctant to let Bai Chan go after seeing it. There are countless pilgrims throughout the ages, but they all fell on the road in the end.
Hearing this, seeing such a master, Bai Chan stopped talking. He knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to Huineng three times, and then led the old horse away. Studying medicine can't save the world, so he can seek the power of the true scriptures.
It must be done.
It was at this time that the morning sun was rising, the clouds were clearing, and the mist had dispersed. The warm and vital light shone on the little monk, coating him with a layer of golden light.
The little monk is very young, just eighteen years old, while the white horse is very old, and his once pure white hair has become a little darker yellow. His eyes are no longer sharp, but his steps are still steady, walking one by one on the sun-paved road.
The horse goes further and further away.
"Maybe one day Buddha will really come to earth!"
Under the ancient trees, Hui Neng was in a daze as he watched the young monk's figure getting smaller and smaller until he disappeared.
At the same time, in the endless void, there are still several eyes watching here.
Nagarjuna supports the sky and evolves into a pure land, isolating the inside and outside. Three Buddhas, Nagarjuna Buddha, Avalokitesvara Buddha and Glazed Light King Buddha, stand side by side.
"Amitabha, if you take this step, the general trend of heaven and earth will begin to slowly rotate."
Under Nagarjuna, foreseeing the future, Nagarjuna Buddha laughs heartily.
Upon hearing this, both the Glazed Light King Buddha and Avalokitesvara King Buddha showed a smile on their faces.
The teaching of the Dharma by Buddhist disciples is a process of sorting out cause and effect and dividing Qi. Once successful, they will also benefit.
"The general trend is turning, and there will be great prosperity in the future. However, we cannot be negligent. The Demon Lords of the Demon Sect are not easy people, especially the Blood-Transforming Demon Lord. His abilities have been closely related to nature and he has entered the realm of great supernatural powers.
, it really shouldn’t be underestimated.”
The sound is like a clear spring, nourishing the soul, and Avalokitesvara Buddha expresses the worries in his heart
Hearing this, King Nagarjuna's smile suddenly faded. The blood-transforming demon king was really an anomaly. He had not practiced for a long time, but he committed suicide and followed the calamity. He took advantage of the situation and skyrocketed. In terms of cultivation,
, in terms of combat power, are there any Buddhists in Nuo Da who can defeat him? At least he himself cannot.
At this moment, the Glazed Light King Buddha spoke.
"The Blood Demon Lord has a lot to do with Longhu Mountain. When he was born, our Buddhist sect had closed the mountain, but he had nothing to do with us. If he is really smart and has great power, this time he will
He will take the initiative to avoid it. If he really wants to get involved, Brother Medicine Buddha will naturally appear. By then, our Buddhist sect may have an additional Dharma Protector Vajra. Those with great supernatural powers are indeed not weak, but they are also difficult to defeat the supernatural powers of my Lord Buddha."
Twelve layers of precious wheels are behind you, and the King Buddha of Glazed Light is in the chest.
Cause and effect is like a net, covering all living beings, and those with great supernatural powers are no exception. If they do not know the heavens and fall deeply into it, even if they have great power, they will inevitably fail in the end. This time it is about the way of the Buddha, but not a person with great supernatural powers can do it.
Can be blocked.
Hearing this, Avalokitesvara King Buddha and Nagarjuna King Buddha couldn't help but nodded.
Among the six ancient Buddhas of Buddhism, the unfathomable Medicine Buddha is undoubtedly the first. He has achieved great supernatural powers a long time ago and has profound Buddhist teachings. If he takes action and takes over the general trend, the Blood Demon Lord will never be his opponent.
"In fact, compared to the Blood Demon Lord, what we should really worry about is the Demon Ancestor. Although he has escaped far away from the sky, he has not died after all. My Buddhist cover can temporarily hide those Demon Lords, but absolutely
I can't hide it from him, but the fate of the Demon Sect has been shared, but I don't know if this person will take any action."
The light wheel rotates, and the Glazed Light King Buddha makes various calculations.
When they heard the name of Demon Ancestor, Avalokitesvara King Buddha and Nagarjuna King Buddha were silent. Although the Demon Sect was now in decline, they did not dare to look down upon this Demon Ancestor in the slightest.
"The Demon Ancestor is truly immortal, but it is beyond our reach. We only need to complete our own affairs."
The peaceful atmosphere filled the air, and Avalokitesvara King Buddha expressed his opinion.
Hearing this, King Buddha Nagarjuna and King Buddha of Glazed Light nodded and said no more. In fact, they both knew very well that this time the Buddhism divided the Demon Sect's luck, it may not mean that the Demon Ancestor appeared. After all, the Lord Buddha
If we can sort out the causal entanglement with the Demon Ancestor, it will definitely be a good thing for the Buddha.
Of course, these are just their thoughts, they will only rot in their hearts and will never be spoken out.
"I have regained my enlightenment through Buddhist practice, but the method of Buddhist practice is even more special, but it requires some means of self-protection. Although the general trend is mine, I still have to be careful."
When thoughts arise and cease, a little spiritual thought emerges from the brows of the Avalokitesvara King Buddha, carrying a treasure away. It is a string of Buddhist beads, which can subdue the thoughts and horses, and not be disturbed by external demons.
Seeing this, they looked at each other and smiled, and Nagarjuna Buddha and Glazed Light King Buddha each gave away a treasure, which was a Zen staff and a cassock respectively. From then on, the situation of Buddhism began to really move.