Wuxu was powerless to change this situation. Looking at Yuantong with a compassionate expression, Wuxu didn't know what to say for a moment, so he clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and left immediately. Before taking a few steps,
Hearing the quarrel between He Qifeng and Lu Pingshan and the monks in the temple from the southwest corner, he saw a young novice running over in a hurry and reported to Yuantong that He Qifeng and the others had not listened to the dissuasion and broke into the funeral hall of the deceased last night.
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Last night, after watching the ritual ceremony, Wuxu told everyone that the bardo body of the deceased had long since disappeared, leaving only a body. He Qifeng and Lu Pingshan probably felt ridiculed. Thinking of this, Wuxu
At this place, without waiting for Yuantong to speak, he will
The two people summoned them to ask, and it turned out that it was true. The matter could be big or small. Wuxu led the two of them, and explained a few words to Yuantong with an apology. Yuantong was also very reasonable and straightforward, and he stopped softly.
The monks on the sidelines were filled with anger.
Unexpectedly, not long after the fast meal, Yuantong suddenly walked to the residence of Wuxu and others, and said apologetically that he suddenly received a summons that a senior monk from the shrine was stationed in the temple tonight to hold a memorial ceremony for the samurai who died last night.
Blessing ceremony. Moreover, last night’s
Some local residents are coming again, and the whole temple may be busy. I'm afraid they won't be able to entertain them well then. The implication is self-evident, but they hope that Wuxu and others can take a rest early and not behave like they did during the day.
In that way, unnecessary misunderstandings will occur if you appear randomly.
After hearing this, Wuxu secretly stopped everyone's fits. After thinking for a while, he clasped his hands and said, "I have been wandering here and disturbed your temple for a long time. I was already feeling uneasy. Now I just want to take this opportunity to say goodbye. I only hope to see you again later."
Yuantong, I had no intention of coming, but the eminent monk from the shrine suddenly wanted to come.
His disciples all came to tell Wuxu what happened today, and Yuantong thought about it over and over again, but finally couldn't overcome everyone's heart-wrenching remarks that "if they are not of my race, their minds must be different".
Waiting, but not wanting Wuxu to respond like this, a trace of shame appeared on his face, and he was about to speak again.
Wu Xu slightly raised his closed palms and sighed, "Though people who practice Buddhism have a transcendental heart, their physical bodies are still in the world, and their cause and effect are still there. We still understand these worldly principles."
Then he smiled slightly at Yuantong. Yuantong
, was startled, feeling relieved, and then he smiled, clasped his hands and said, "Buddha's Dharma originally came from China, but now it has become different." Wuxu then continued, "All conditioned Dharma is like a dream, like a bubble, like dew.
It is like electricity, so it should be viewed as such."
Yuantong sent Wuxu and others out of Lanruo Temple. Wuxu smiled at them and then left with Zhang Cuilu and others in the night.
In the night, Lanruo Temple is looming, and there are lights on Nagasaki Island. How many stories are there, how much prosperity is there... I realize the truth and ask everyone where they are going. Some say that returning to Lanruo Temple is to expose the scam and clarify the truth; some say,
Returning to Nagasaki, I saw how Master Xuanyi was making waves and making waves: someone said that it would be better to move forward and travel deep into the hinterland of Fusang in Japan.
The eminent monk of the shrine? True Lord Xuanyi? He speaks tactfully and has a lot of helplessness, which Wuxu can understand. This eminent monk of the shrine is probably here for True Lord Xuanyi. But are there any real monks in Fusang, Japan? In Wuxu
There is no impression of it, unless they come from the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Haiku Temple, and Biyou Palace. Wuxu was listening to everyone's words, frowning and thinking, and suddenly raised his hand to signal everyone to silence.
After a while, I saw five monks, wearing Japanese clothes, walking on the mountain road without touching their feet. One of them was about sixty years old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a solemn appearance, his hands were in the fearless seal, and his whole body was emitting a faint golden light. His cultivation level was quite high.
In the mortal world
Around the eighth floor. On the left and right sides, there were four monks, each holding a wooden fish, an incense burner, a long banner, a wheel, and chanting words. This group of people, in a mighty manner, were heading towards Nalanruo Temple. They must be the so-called
The eminent monk of the shrine.
When he walked away, Wuxu removed the barrier. Lu Pingshan couldn't help but ask, "Brother, why are you avoiding him like this?" Last night Wuxu pointed out that the warrior's bardo body was no longer there, leaving only his body. The so-called rituals were just about talking about oneself/
Comfort, Lu Ping
Shan and others felt scornful, and then broke into the mourning hall to argue the law, but were stopped by Wuxu. Tonight, Wuxu led everyone to leave the temple. On the way, he met the so-called eminent monk of the shrine, and he made a barrier to avoid it. Lu Pingshan and others
People are naturally quite puzzled.
Wuxu pondered for a moment, and then sighed, "Don't act out of emotion. I'm going to the island this time to understand the great causes and consequences, so there is no need to get involved in unnecessary trivial disputes." When everyone saw what Wuxu said, they had no choice but to give up. Along the way.
, everyone was silent, and unconsciously came to a secluded and dark place. From a distance, they saw an undercurrent of ghostly energy, as thick as fog.
Zhang Cuilu said with a smile, "Could it be that the copper coffin is hidden here after wearing iron shoes and finding no place?" Wuxu concentrated on the feeling and shook his head. The ghostly aura that permeated the area for dozens of miles did have a trace of the bronze coffin.
Aura, but deep in the ghostly aura, a cave loomed, with three seal characters "White Bone Cave" on the entrance of the cave, and there were ten people in the cave.
Several ghost cultivators, with mediocre cultivation. Wuxu had been to this White Bone Cave last time. At that time, Wuxu came here accidentally in order to re-join the Nirvana, and also heard that the two ghost cultivators were planning to use some kind of Netherworld.
The person who caused the harm was actually Xiao Meizi. According to the conversation, Xiao Meizi seemed to be a member of the forces behind the Bone Cave.
Wuxu vaguely felt that the bronze coffin had probably fallen into the hands of this mysterious force. According to previous inferences, its leader should be a true spiritual monk from the ghost path. Looking at the eager expressions on everyone's faces,
, Wuxu smiled bitterly and said, "This is just a small stronghold. It might scare the enemy, so we'd better skip it."
When everyone saw what Wuxu said, they had no choice but to suppress the excitement in their hearts, restrain their breath, and take a detour. Unexpectedly, ghost energy suddenly spewed out from the bone cave, and a gloomy howling sound was heard. Almost at the same time, several
The Confucian sect's awe-inspiring righteousness rose up like a white light in front of them. One of them shouted loudly, "Don't be so arrogant as demons and monsters!" It was the True Monarch Xuanyi.
Lu Pingshan, Zhao Qiuhe and others, who were already frustrated, couldn't help but understand what was going on when they saw this scene. They jumped up one after another, their whole bodies were covered with Buddha's light, and they killed them solemnly.
This bone cave was full of low-class ghost cultivators. Wuxu followed up and flew forward. The battle was over, and most of the ghost cultivators were killed by Zhenjun Xuanyi and his party.
"Master Wuxu, are you okay?" The Xuanyi Zhenjun stood at the entrance of the cave, nodding and smiling at Wuxu and others.
Wuxu's heart condensed. How did the True Monarch Xuanyi find out his identity? There had been a hasty fight in Yangzhou Mansion before, but he never revealed his name. When he saw him, he turned his eyes slightly from Zhang Cuilu and others to Jiu.
Moving the leaf green lotus lamp away, Wu Xu suddenly realized that it seemed that all the monks in the world had concluded that the nine-leaf green lotus lamp fell into his hands.
Zhang Cuilu and others naturally noticed the trace of greed in Zhenjun Xuanyi's eyes, so they put away the nine-leaf green lotus lanterns, gathered around Wuxu, and waited intently.
Wuxu was about to speak when he saw several of Zhenjun Xuanyi's men flying out from the Bone Cave carrying a ghost cultivator. The ghost cultivator was restrained at this moment and could not move at all, but his eyes showed a fierce light.
, sweeping towards the people present one by one.
When the True Lord Xuanyi saw this, he rushed to say, "These ghost cultivators have a mysterious background and are causing harm to Japan. We were invited by the Royal Academy to come and surrender. A few days ago, we unexpectedly discovered that a monk from the shrine was involved.
Among them, Master Wuxu is indispensable
Check." After that, he took his men and the ghost cultivator and flew towards the distance. They wanted to find out the whereabouts of the bronze coffin from this ghost cultivator, right? Wuxu knew it in his heart, and he would not tell the truth if he saw through it.
·, stand in the air and look at each other.
When Zhenjun Xuanyi and his party walked away, Wuxu looked around and said to Zhang Cuilu and others, "The ghost cultivators here have been exterminated, why is it still so gloomy? The death aura is not weak either."
Zhang Cui looked strange, hesitated for a moment, and said to Wuxu, "Just now we fought against those ghost cultivators, and it was quite strange." It turns out that Zhang Cuilu and others are now spiritual bodies, and the spiritual energy in the ghost cultivators' bodies is
, logically speaking, it can be absorbed. But when they left everyone behind and rushed to fight, they couldn't absorb it at all. When those ghost cultivators died, all the ghost energy in their bodies suddenly disappeared, and seemed to merge into the air, turning into that strange breath of death.
Wuxu suddenly asked, "Can you absorb this death aura hanging in the air?" Lu Pingshan replied, "Senior brother, to be honest, we tried to absorb this death aura when we walked around the island. Only
Unfortunately, it's impossible. It seems that only dead objects or ghost cultivators can absorb it.
." After a pause, he said again, "It can be eliminated a little by using the Nine-Leaf Green Lotus Lamp." He Qifeng suddenly said, "Junior Brother Lu's words are wrong. This death aura seems to be the same as the Nirvana released by the master before.
The sword intent is somewhat similar, maybe the master has a way to resolve it."
Wuxu was stunned. This death aura was similar to his own aura of annihilation of the Dharma Realm. Why hadn't he thought of it before? Ever since Tianyuan Temple was used as a dojo, Wuxu had rarely set foot in the Dharma Realm of Annihilation outside the temple.
The aura of annihilation is rarely aroused, because the purpose of enlightenment is to cultivate the Taoist field and not the Dharma Realm.
Wuxu thought for a while and said to everyone, "Let Wuxu give it a try." After that, he flew into the bone cave that was still lifeless. Zhang Cuilu, He Qifeng, Lu Pingshan and others looked at each other and transformed into
Humanoid tortoise prime ministers surrounded the center and guarded the entrance of the cave to protect Wuxu.
In the Bone Cave, Wuxu slowly guided the breath of death into the Dharma Realm of Nirvana, and suddenly found that it was absorbed without any hindrance. As soon as the breath of death entered the Dharma Realm of Nirvana, it instantly turned into the gas of Nirvana. Wuxu concentrated his mind.
Upon closer inspection, there is almost no difference, except that the breath of death seems to be more active and more violent than the breath of annihilation. Wuxu has absorbed more, and he has a vague idea of destroying everything.
.......
Let’s say that Wuxu was in the Bone Cave, when the Dharma Realm was extinguished and the breath of death was introduced into the cave, thousands of miles away, deep in the Fuso Islands of Japan, in a huge underground palace called Kyoto, there was a stiff corpse.
Slowly awakening, from the long-lost bronze coffin
He sat up, his eyes flashed with fluorescent light, he glanced in the direction of the Bone Cave, and murmured to himself, "Who dares to absorb this ghostly energy?!" After a moment, he let out a low chant, and there were four warriors.
Flying a thousand meters away, he knelt down to the zombie with utmost respect.
"Buddha cultivator at the Nagasaki White Bone Cave." The zombie uttered a few words abruptly. The four samurai, Ru Fenglunyin, smacked a sound, then retreated, flying murderously in the direction of the Nagasaki White Bone Cave.
go.
Let's talk about Lanruo Temple. After the five shrine monks that Wuxu and others met earlier flew in and were greeted respectfully by Yuantong and others, they all remained silent and sat high on the throne. When the temple was filled with people again, the leader
The old monk raised his hand and made a hand seal towards the coffin surrounded by people. The four attendants on his left and right, each holding a magical weapon in their hand, chanted endlessly.
After a moment, the coffin lid was suddenly lifted open. The warrior who had been dead for many days and whose bardo body was no longer in his body came to life and stood up from the coffin. He turned his head stiffly and looked around, then slowly
Suspended in mid-air.
Lanruo Temple Yuantong and others all stared in dumbfounded eyes; the crowd around them panicked for a while, and then burst into excited shouts...
The warrior who had been resurrected from the dead had no expression on his face. Amid the shouts of the crowd, he rose to the sky and merged with the vast air of death. Suddenly he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar. Then, he pulled out the sword that was buried with him.
The long knife beside him showed terrifying anger and murder on his face.
This scene is extremely weird.
Yuantong and the others around him were dumbfounded and looked at the senior monks from the shrine who had come from afar. This warrior was originally too dead to die. The ritual performed last night was only for these living people to see. Unexpectedly,
This samurai is actually alive! Or maybe he was made into a puppet?!
Among the crowd, some secretly peed their pants, some simply fainted, and some simply seemed to be possessed, jumping and shouting with great excitement.
"Amitabha!" Yuantong recited the name of the Buddha and asked the five eminent monks of the shrine, "people cannot be resurrected after death. Is there something wrong with you summoning the souls of the dead to prevent them from entering reincarnation?"
The old monk at the head looked at Yuantong coldly, "What's wrong? Are you colluding with foreign monks and not wanting to see your own martial arts survive forever and guard Japan?!" After saying that, he turned his hands and faced Yuantong.
A golden light shot out.
Yuantong immediately fell to the ground and could not move. Several attendants on his left and right hurriedly put their hands together and knelt down to apologize.
"The martial spirit lasts forever!" Seeing this, the crowd burst into thunderous roars.
The old monk from the shrine nodded and smiled at the crowd with approval. Suddenly, his face changed and he looked in the direction of the Bone Cave. After a while, he looked at the Nagasaki Cuixiang Residence, and then led four monks on the left and right
, and the "resurrected" warrior flew over quickly.
"Martial spirit lasts forever!" Those Japanese people who were not yet frightened but were getting excited, as well as some monks from Lanruo Temple, saw this, shouted, and ran wildly, following them from a distance, like a nest of wasps that had been stung.
Heading hummingly towards Cuixiangju at the foot of the mountain.
.......
In Lushan Mountain and Qingjing Peak, Tianjizi walked out of his cave exhausted, facing Kunlunzi, Yuzhenzi, and the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain, including Quanzhen Sect leader Qiankun Yijian, Wu Youdao and others, and said calmly
Said, "Destiny cannot be violated.
"This is a matter for the Buddhist sect. If the Taoist sect wants to intervene, it is enough for Changqingzi and Wuminzi to go." The implication is that he does not agree. If another big monk from the Taoist sect comes, Zhengyi teaches Tianjizi.
He is famous for his divination, so he said so.
On Demon Prisoner Peak, Zhao Tong came to a mountain peak and faced a woman with a blank look on her face and numb eyes, who was waving the magic sword in her hand mechanically. He looked at it for a moment and said slowly, "Li Mingshan, the sect has a mission, please follow me."
I'll go down and go to Fusang, Japan."
Lotus Peak, a group of true spiritual Buddhist cultivators, who have been studying together for a long time, have just passed down the decree to go to Fusang, Japan, in Xianshan and Duoji, Hangzhou, in the human world. There is only one sentence in the decree, "Sincerely, please return the Nine-Leaf Green Lotus Lantern."
The whereabouts of Wen Tianxiang at Raksha Peak is unknown, and the notorious thorn-headed Lu Yeqing appears and disappears without a trace. Some of the ghost dragon monks who follow Wen Tianxiang are the strongest ghost monks. They have no idea about the bronze mysterious coffin and the nine-leaf green lotus lantern.
There was no special arrangement for what happened in the East China Sea. They just cast a net all over the sky and sent people everywhere to find out about Wen Tianxiang.
Yin Gang Peak and Haoran Peak seemed to know nothing and there was no movement.
.......
Wuxu, resolutely stopped absorbing the vast death energy, came out of the Dharma Realm of the Taoist Temple, and sat silently. At this moment, the murderous aura in the Dharma Realm of Annihilation was already surging, surrounding the Tianyuan Temple Taoist Hall like a tide, without stopping.
Zhang Cuilu and others seemed to feel something, and flew into the bone cave one after another.
After enlightenment, his face was slightly pale and his lips were bright red. He sat cross-legged on the big black stone, opened his eyes and recited, "Wealth is not despair, and cessation is not destruction. Worry is Bodhi, and we must eventually practice Mahayana."
When Zhang Cuilu and others saw Wuxu's scene, they had doubts and couldn't help asking, "Master, what's the mystery of the Buddhist verses you recited?"
Wuxu slowly closed his eyes, with no expression on his face, and his whole body was motionless, withered and decayed like hay, without any breath, like a zombie, "Buddhism has thousands of convenient methods, and all the sufferings in Nanfanbuzhou are complete. There are many people with karma and dust.
The web is densely woven, and the five aggregates are tangled and tangled. The heart of disgust and alienation cannot be cultivated without realizing suffering, and it is not awakening.
The heart of disgust and dissatisfaction caused by suffering cannot be freed. There may be times of despair during this period. It is said that everything is empty and meaningless. You can let go of it, and only then can you have the heart to the Buddha. But once the heart to the Buddha has arisen, there should be no existence.
In the heart of Xiangzhi, there should be no more disgust, no more despair, no more destruction, and no more stubbornness."
Wuxu slowly muttered to himself. Although he remained expressionless, with his eyes closed tightly and motionless, his body gradually gained a faint halo, as if he had come back from the dead.
"What is the difference between annihilation and destruction?" Zhang Cuilu asked again.
Wuxu thought for a moment and shook his head, "There is no difference after all."
As the saying goes
Disgust is not despair, annihilation is not destruction.
Trouble is Bodhi, and there is no difference in the end.