Nearly a hundred thousand people in the Yellow River rebelled, and were subsequently annihilated by the Yuan troops who came from all directions. For three days and three nights, fires continued to burn in the Huanglinggang area, and corpses lay everywhere. The news spread to Dadu, and the government and the public were in an uproar. The third prince became disgraced.
Baltsodar returned to the capital
Later, after discussing behind closed doors with Prime Minister Tuotuo and other important ministers all night, they all entered the palace at dawn. On that day, Emperor Shun of the Yuan Dynasty issued an edict, classifying it as "rebellion by evil cults and riots in the Yellow River", and finally issued orders to strictly suppress them in various places.
The Order of the White Lotus Cult.
Ba Siba immediately informed Wuxu of the news. Seeing that Wuxu was not too surprised, he asked, "Huiming, it seems that you have anticipated this matter in advance?" Wuxu told him to go north along the way and at the Yellow River.
He described what he saw and heard at the construction site in detail, and finally answered, "The world is unkind, so we practice Buddhism; the court is unkind, and the people rebel." Phag Sipa was deeply moved.
He glanced at Wuxu, then asked Dorji, who was standing by him, "Have you two experienced anything from practicing Buddhism with Junior Brother Wuxu in recent days?" Dorji clasped his hands slightly and said, "Junior Brother Wuxu.
, giving without any sign, deeply gaining the samadhi of Buddhism." Zhuo Da held the gift with one hand and said, "Junior Brother Wuxu, you only seek your true intention in everything and don't pretend to be external things. Zhuo Da has benefited a lot."
It turned out that during the days when Wuxu was in Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, he lived in seclusion, reading and practicing some doctrinal classics of Lamaism. If Dorje and Zhuo Da were free, they would explore Buddhism together. Na Dorje carried Tianyuan Yansheng
As a temple supervisor, there are affairs to deal with every day. Wuxu gets along well with him.
Sometimes, it was inevitable that lamas from the monastery would come to report matters, and Duoji would not shy away. Instead, he would often ask Wuxu what he meant. Since Wuxu had been appointed deputy supervisor by Pasiba, he could not help but be unkind. Occasionally,
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Wuxu, a novice monk of the Lienmiao Dharma Sect and supervisor of the Lama Temple, always expresses his opinions in an unbiased, unconventional and thought-provoking way. However, Zhuo Da took the path of becoming a Buddha in the flesh, and his flesh and blood contained infinite spiritual energy.
He is also deeply involved in the six-path wheel-turning method of Vajra and Conquering Demons.
Six Zhangba Vajra Dharmakayas appeared, and all the Vajra Dharmakayas held law-enforcement weapons, forming small wheel-turning formations to subdue demons. Although Wuxu could only transform into three Zhangliu Vajra Dharmakayas, the three Dharmakayas were able to recite sutras and form knots.
Yin, even in a normal fight with him, can still last for more than a hundred rounds. Therefore, Zhuo Da and others were secretly surprised.
Of course these Phagpas knew about them, and occasionally someone reported them.
Pasiba nodded and said to Wuxu, "Tomorrow, our sect will hold a grand ceremony. After the ceremony, there will be a discussion. The poor monk would like to invite you to participate, what do you think?" Wuxu clasped his hands together.
, asked, "May I ask Master, what is being discussed in this teaching?" After a moment of silence, Phagsipa said, "All the monks from all departments in this teaching have gathered together.
The gathering ceremony was initiated by a poor monk. The matter discussed is where the sect will go before the great calamity." Wuxu asked in surprise, "There are many elders in the sect. How intelligent and virtuous can they be to participate in the sect like this?
Discussion?" The implication is that I, a person outside the Lama Sect, why would you invite me to participate in this so-called "Where to go before the great calamity of our Sect?"
Pasiba smiled and said, "Huiming, both Lamaism and Han Buddhism are from the lineage of Namo's master, Sakyamuni Buddha. Although you are originally a novice of Hualien Miaofa Sect, you are also a mandala of my Lamaism.
As a great monk in the Dharma Realm, what's wrong with participating in the religious ceremonies and discussions?" Wuxu said silently.
Outside the city of Dadu, thirty miles southeast, there is a mountain called Xiaoxue Mountain. It is a Lamaist religion. At the invitation of the Mongolian Khan Temujin, after settling in Dadu, it was named by an expert in the religion. Because when winter comes on the top of the mountain, there are
The snow-covered area was named Xiaoxueshan after referring to the snowy mountains in the Western Regions.
It is now May, and there is no snow in the north. But at this moment, the top of Xiaoxue Mountain is covered with white snow. The ordinary people nearby have long been driven away by the government. Starting from the foot of the mountain, the people I see are
Densely packed lamas.
Wuxu, along with Pasiba, Duoji, Zhuoda and others, got off the Dharma chariot and walked slowly along the winding stone stairs at the foot of Xiaoxue Mountain to the top of the mountain. However, they saw densely covered banners and countless couches.
Prosperous prayer flags, dense canopies, various delicacies, everywhere
Beautiful maidservant. In the middle, there is only one seat in the upright position. Sitting there is a burly, unsmiling great lama. On the tent couch on the right side of him, there are the third prince Baltsoda and a group of veteran ministers. After that, they are sitting one by one.
The great lama in purple robes.
Pasiba nodded slightly towards the lama who was sitting in the upright position, and then led Dorje, Zhuo Da and Wuxu straight to the second tent on the left side and sat down one by one. Wuxu knew that,
The great lama sitting in the middle of the main hall must be the great master of the dynasty, Qiang Ba Mule, and the great cause and effect that he wanted to kill immediately.
When everyone was seated, a lama below bowed to ask for permission, and then clapped his hands. Another group of people, waiting in an unknown place, clapped their hands together. Immediately, a group of veiled women filed in.
He entered and came to the open space in front of the tents on the top of the mountain.
Suddenly, the sound of silk and bamboo strings rang out. These veiled dancers began to dance gracefully. Some turned into Bodhisattva statues, some formed Buddha seals, or uttered various sounds. Some walked quickly on the ground, or swayed in the air. Some acted like shy girls.
They may look like a king with angry eyes. Each one of them is like a flying sky, floating in the air and making all kinds of incredible movements.
After a while, the veiled women finished their dance and walked towards each tent. The leader of the team came to the couch where the Qiangba Muller was sitting. He turned his palm charmingly, and there was a delicate
The flagon appeared in his palm. That name
The woman swayed her body slightly, and poured the wine she held in her palm into the wine glass on the wooden table in front of Qiangba Mule. In this way, the women who had just danced "flyed" to a couch, or
Offer fine wine or fruits and vegetables.
A woman came to Wuxu in a wandering way, picked up the wine glass in front of Wuxu's couch, took a sip gently, and then danced gracefully, swinging her left hand and the right hand in the wind. At the end, the woman's head
Looking up, the gauze scarf floats, and a round pearl is looming among the hair on the head.
Seeing this, Wuxu couldn't help but use his magic power silently, and made a series of hand seals and magic spells, trying to open the veil of the "oncoming" dancer. But when he heard the woman snoring in depression, he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.
He dispersed his magic power, picked up the wine glass, and raised his glass to the woman who was slowly drifting away. However, he already knew in his heart that this woman was Zhao Tong whom he met in Yueshu Pavilion that day.
Suddenly, a lama sitting opposite Gesanghu chuckled meaningfully, "Junior Brother Moen has cultivated the Mandala Dharma Realm, and his state of mind and vision have improved. He even touched the dancing girl praised by the old master.
Feet." After Wuxu thought for a moment, he realized from Baltu's memory that this person was a real monk from the current national preceptor line, named Huzan Ganda, who was about to answer.
Pasiba, who was at the head, said softly, "Mo En is dead, so Huiming is." The voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the square, and a power of the true spirit realm, although not oppressive, made everyone present Every low-level monk stood in awe. Huzan Ganda, who had just awakened to the virtual reality of Moen, stood up involuntarily, sweating profusely, and bowed to Pa Siba.
The Qiangpa Mule who was next to Pasipa immediately recited the Buddha's name softly, and his voice echoed in the sky above the square. It seemed as if he was reciting it personally in everyone's ears, and it also carried an obscure and grand aura of true spirituality. Huzan Ganda shook his head and bowed to Qiangba Muller again before he could sit down.
Pasiba didn't care too much for himself. He smiled at Wuxu and said, "Huiming, if you understand the mandala joy method, you can take this dancing girl with you." Wuxu was ashamed for a while. Just as he was about to stand up and say goodbye, Pasiba waved his hand, then turned to Qiangba Muller and said, "Junior brother, can the ceremony begin?"
Qiangba Muller nodded and bowed slightly, "The grand ceremony of our religion has begun, and the rest of the people are waiting to leave quickly." As soon as he finished speaking, Wuxu saw the maids who were waiting, the dancers who had just performed the Demon Dance, and others. The idle people all bowed and retreated, leaving only the low-level Lamaism disciples standing guard from a distance. Zhao Tong naturally followed the crowd down the mountain and disappeared.
As the saying goes
Massacres broke out on the banks of the Yellow River, and lamas gathered on Xiaoxue Mountain.
If you want to talk about fortune and disaster, let's dance a song before the ceremony.