In the Great Leiyin Temple, the golden giant Buddha half-closed his eyes and stared quietly at the five masters and disciples standing under his highness. Except for Xuanzang, who raised his head and looked at the golden giant Buddha with calmness in his eyes, the other four disciples and brothers,
There is endless hatred and wariness in his eyes.
After being reincarnated ten times, traveling westward for seventeen years, and going through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, he finally returned to Lingshan and stood in front of the Buddha.
"I have met Master." Xuanzang lowered his head and put his hands together.
The golden giant Buddha closed his eyes and said, "Jin Chan, you finally climbed the Lingshan Mountain today."
Xuanzang taught his disciples, "The way of disciples has been clearly understood, and I have come here to meet my master for the tenth life, so that I can have no guilt in my heart and spread the Mahayana Buddhism all over the world."
"Have you really understood your way?" In the empty golden hall, only the majestic voice of the Buddha echoed in the hall.
"Disciple, I understand." Xuanzang raised his head and looked directly at him.
"Have you ever transformed the Eight Tribes?"
Xuanzang shook his head, "No."
"Why haven't you ever been transformed?"
"There is no need to cross over. The disciples have planted spiritual seeds in their hearts, which will surely blossom and bear fruit one day."
Xuanzang raised his head and said, "A disciple's enlightenment cannot be attained in one breath. Only through time can one see the true meaning. And when Mahayana Buddhism blooms in people's hearts, all people in the world will become enlightened and become Buddhas in an instant."
The Buddha opened his eyes slightly and looked at his favorite second disciple, "Your way is not yet perfect, and there is still a lot that is lacking. I am willing to give you one last chance, and then leave. Ten lives later, I will be waiting here for you."
you."
At that moment, Xuanzang had the intention of turning around and leaving, but when he saw the scarred monkey beside him, Xuanzang stopped and sighed softly in his heart.
Xuanzang suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with persistence, "No need, the way of discipleship has been accomplished."
The Buddha did not speak again. After a while, the golden giant Buddha slowly said, "However, everyone in the world is ignorant, and your path is wrong."
"That's right." Xuanzang looked directly into the Buddha's eyes, "Although the people I have met in the past seventeen years have been disturbed by the mortal world, after their enlightenment, they all have the qualifications to become Buddhas. The disciples are the leaders, guiding them to understand their minds.
nature, so that they can get rid of their hardships, Mahayana Buddhism has sprouted and taken root in their hearts, and all sentient beings already know what is universal salvation and what is letting go."
"Really?" Buddha nodded slightly, then swept his right palm, and countless scenes appeared in front of Xuanzang.
Looking at the people and things in the picture, Xuanzang gradually lowered his head.
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In the first picture, a man appears with a beautiful woman in his arms, drinking indulgently.
That was the noble king. In the past, he was seriously ill because his wife was snatched away by Jinmaohou. However, when Xuanzang's master and apprentice rescued the queen, the couple only got along for half a year, and the queen hanged herself.
Just because King Zhuzi doubted her loyalty and was troubled in her heart, she kept talking coldly to her every day. The queen knew her intentions well and couldn't bear the humiliation, so she committed suicide in the palace. King Zhuzi was shocked when he heard the news, but his temperament changed drastically after that.
Indulging in wine and sex has led to the ruin of the country and the suffering of the people.
Looking at this scene, Xuanzang was stunned. He could not imagine that the man in the picture, who had sworn to stay with the queen for the rest of his life and spread Mahayana Buddhism before he left, could actually do such debauchery as coercing the daughters of the people and seizing the wives of his ministers.
Things.
Soon the scene changed and King Bhikkhu appeared.
On that day, the bhikkhu king was deceived by a monster and wanted to use the hearts and livers of 1,111 children to make medicine. After Xuanzang and his disciples rescued him, he knelt in front of him and cried bitterly and repented. However, he only left three
Years ago, the bhikkhu king killed nine hundred and ninety-nine boys and girls to refine medicine and pray for immortality.
Looking at the children wailing before death in the picture, Xuanzang turned pale and clenched his hands.
The King of Destruction of Dharma vowed to kill 10,000 monks. Later, through his own enlightenment, he changed the name of Destruction France to Qin France. He was willing to spread the secrets of Mahayana Buddhism throughout his life. However, two years later, an evil cultivator came here and showed his cultivation to become the King of Destruction of Dharma.
After extending his life, the King of the Destruction of Dharma destroyed the Dharma again. All the monks in the country were slaughtered, and only the evil cultivator who could extend his life was respected.
The governor of Fengxian County did not respect the Jade Emperor, which caused a severe drought for three years in Fengxian County. Later, the county governor showed kindness and rain fell from the sky. However, a year later, when a normal disaster occurred, the county governor thought everything was ridiculous.
, the so-called good deeds and the so-called letting go are just the clever words of the Buddhists. He ordered all the statues of gods in the county to be pulled down. The wrath of heaven came again. It has not rained in Fengxian County for five years, so that the people have no way to live and countless people die.
Seeing all this, Xuanzang closed his eyes and a stream of blood flowed from his mouth.
Is this his salvation? Are these the people he has truly transformed over the years? Can they really become Buddhas?
In Mahayana Buddhism, everyone is a Buddha and can... universally save all living beings... Looking at the people in the picture who have been transformed, Xuanzang's Taoist heart appears at this moment
There were cracks one after another.
How ignorant the world is...how ignorant...Xuan Zang murmured to himself with empty eyes.
Looking at Xuanzang, whose Taoist heart was on the verge of collapse, the Buddha said in a deep voice, "Is this your Pudu? Is this the person you have planted the seeds of kindness in your heart?"
"Jin Chan, everyone in the world is ignorant. They are all troubled by the mortal world and have no clear mind and nature. Because you can save them for a while, you cannot save them for a lifetime. Therefore, Buddha saves those who are destined."
Xuanzang said nothing and closed his eyes tightly. With countless cracks in his heart, he opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Soon, the Buddha raised his hand expressionlessly and pointed at the four bloody disciples beside him and said, "Did you save them? Did you let them go?"
Hearing this, Xuanzang, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, turned his head dully and looked at his four disciples. Were they saved by him? Did they let go?
"If you can save the four of them, then my master will recognize your Mahayana Buddhism." The Buddha closed his eyes and said.
With his last hope, Xuanzang looked at his four disciples.
"Are you willing to let it go?"
Sha Wujing was stunned, "Let go? What? Let go of hatred? Hahaha, don't be stupid, master, I will seek revenge from the Jade Emperor even if I die!"
Zhu Bajie lowered his head and murmured, "I don't want to. Even if I die, I want to stay by her side forever."
Xiao Bailong was confused, "I, I don't know if I have let go."
Only the monkey who didn't understand looked at Xuanzang in astonishment and asked with confusion in his eyes, "What do you need me to do? What should I give up so that you can win?"
Seeing that Xuanzang just stared at him blankly without saying anything, Monkey walked up tremblingly, grabbed his collar, and said with blood-red eyes, "Tell me? What can I give up so that you can win? What can I do to win?"
To be saved by you? You say it, you say it!"
"Let go...the obsession in your heart." Xuanzang closed his eyes.
"What, obsession? What obsession?" Monkey couldn't understand, and he asked quickly with panic in his eyes, "What obsession? What obsession can I let go of so that you can win?"
"Put down your golden hoop, let go of your great wish, can you let it go?" A teardrop flowed from the corner of Xuanzang's eyes.
The monkey was stunned. He stepped back step by step, shaking his body and shaking his head. "What did you say? Let me put down my golden cudgel? Let me put down my great wish? Hehe, hehehe, hahahaha,
This is your Tao? This is your Pudu? This is what you said to me until the end!"
The monkey raised his hand and took out his golden hoop with crazy eyes, "I tell you, I don't want to! I will never put down my golden hoop!"
The sound of fighting outside the mountain rang in his ears, and the monkey knew that the demon army was still fighting bloody battles with Buddhism. They could not be Buddhism's opponents and would be slaughtered by Buddhism sooner or later.
The monkey stepped forward and grabbed Xuanzang's collar. Looking at the confused monk in white in front of him, the monkey's eyes were blood red and he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't let go, you know? They blocked the whole thing for me outside.
Buddhism, if I let go, they will all die. Can you save them? Can you save the demons in this world? Find a way for me. Even if it takes my life, I will give it to you, but I will never let go of mine.
Golden Cudgel, unless you can save them for me!"
After Sun Wukong finished speaking, another mouthful of blood spurted out from Xuanzang's mouth. He shook his head helplessly, "I can't save him."
The monkey paused for a moment and took three steps back. He stood there blankly, listening to the screams of the demons before they died. His angry eyes had never been as dim as at this moment.
This is Journey to the West. Is this the ending where he has staked everything?
At this time, Buddha looked at Xuanzang and asked, "What about you?"
Xuanzang turned his head to look at Buddha without knowing why, but soon, Xuanzang's eyes suddenly widened.
What about me? Me?
I understand, Master is asking me, traveling to the West and preaching Mahayana Buddhism has become my obsession, am I willing to let it go?
Am I willing to let go? Am I willing to let go of Mahayana Buddhism, let go of my own obsessions, and become a Buddha? I, I...
Xuanzang gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. At this moment, his Taoist heart completely collapsed...
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In the silent hall, Sun Wukong stood there blankly without saying a word. Sha Wujing cautiously led Zhu Bajie and Xiao Bailong to the entrance of the hall. The senior fellow apprentices looked straight ahead.
A figure that has become sluggish countless times.
Half an hour passed without Xuanzang making a move.
Soon, low laughter sounded.
"Hehe, hehehe, hehehehe." Xuanzang lowered his head and smiled infatuatedly. Soon, with his Taoist heart broken, he raised his head and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, hahahahaha, there is no way to understand one's mind.
I can’t understand or see it, because everyone in the world is ignorant, because I can save them for a while, but I can’t save them for a lifetime! Hahaha, hahahaha!”
The holy monk in white with blood on the corner of his mouth was looking up in the hall and laughing, his eyes filled with blood and tears.
"No, nothing, Mahayana Buddhism is wrong, my path is wrong, everything is wrong! Hahaha, hahahaha!"
"What do I ask for, and what's the meaning of everything I do! Who can tell me, who can tell me!"
Everyone stared blankly at the former holy monk in white, laughing and asking like a madman in front of the golden giant Buddha. His eyes were filled with the despair of the collapse of faith, but the giant Buddha just did not do anything.
Looking at him excitedly.
After the sad laughter, Xuanzang looked at the monkey. With blood and tears flowing in his eyes, there was no trace of persistence in his eyes, but only weakness and regret.
"As a teacher... I feel ashamed."
The monkey looked at him blankly. After Xuanzang said those words, he was swept away by the Buddha with a gentle palm, and his whole body was covered with golden light.
On this day, Xuanzang died, and the only thing left in the world was the Buddha of Sandalwood Merit.