Chapter 84: Buddhist scriptures appear, heaven changes
Haotou said quickly: "Yes, the holy monk saved his life, how dare he not obey?"
Zhou Yi lowered his head and smiled.
"You can't say that, but I guess it's just hypocrisy.
After all, the Crown Prince to whom he was loyal, the new Emperor of Tang Dynasty who would soon inherit the throne without announcing his mourning, hated Buddhism so much that he seemed to have a blood feud.
Unless Xue Yuanshan can't think about it and doesn't want to live, how could he offend his golden thigh to death for Buddhism?"
In mid-air, the mini-dog grinned with its teeth and a fierce look on its face.
"How dare this thief fool me! I will take his life back now!"
"No need. If such a day comes, the young monk himself will ride... into the capital on horseback to ask him for today's promise."
The smile on Zhou Yi's face gradually faded, he slapped Axiu's heart, gritted his teeth and said:
"But right now, this first step has not yet been successful, let alone opening a temple in the capital! The road to rebuilding Buddhism will be endless."
The first ray of morning light finally arrived.
At the beginning of day and night, a mysterious and mysterious feeling emerged from the bottom of Zhou Yi's heart.
'Kill Fengjun, save Shaobao, and obtain the Buddhist scriptures.'
Nine small characters wrapped in brilliance float quietly in the air.
Zhou Yi suddenly clutched his heart clothes, feeling happy.
"It is indeed a Buddhist scripture! But... why are there no words on it? Has it been polished by Princess Xiu? Although you can't see the inside... at least the skin looks smooth... Amitabha, the Buddha said that it is unspeakable
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A faint wisp of blue smoke emerged from the air.
It did not flow directly into Zhou Yi's body.
Instead, he swept over the scarlet heart garment.
Buzz!
Zhou Yi felt a majestic Buddhist sound ringing in his ears.
Just like the Tathagata preaching the Dharma, the Bodhisattvas are making noises, there are auspicious clouds and fairy music, and all the spirits are dancing.
A wisp of Buddha's light fell from the sky. In an instant, the earth sank, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the true meaning of the world seemed to be caught in the vicissitudes of time and space.
Countless small characters entwined with light and dark light emerge in the golden Buddha light.
It also seemed to be caught in some kind of storm turbulence, swaying from side to side, jumping up and down, as if it was about to fly away in the blink of an eye.
"Buddhist scripture...this is the Buddhist scripture!"
Zhou Yi did not hesitate and recited and memorized it with all his concentration.
This Buddhist scripture is obscure and difficult to understand. It is very different from the Buddhist words that he inherited from the original master in his mind. It is as profound as a heavenly book.
Fortunately, he has inhaled green smoke four times and has been brainwashed by the power of health preservation, and his ability to memorize by rote is comparable to that of aesthetics.
In the shadow of the corner of the guest room.
Wu Cunxu Hua's body stiffened, his mouth opened wide, and he looked at the scene in front of him in shock.
What it saw was completely different from Zhou Yi's perception of nature.
Just see that split ray of dim morning light.
The monk is sitting cross-legged, making mudra with one hand and twisting the cloth towel with the other hand. His eyes are slightly closed, his face is smiling, and he is mumbling something.
At dawn, the morning light is not yet strong.
But the monk's eyebrows, eyes, mouth, nose, and ears all glowed with golden light.
Release and spread from the inside out!
As his lips closed faster, the golden light became more and more intense.
Rays of bright and dazzling golden light spread out in all directions, with the bald head like a full moon as the center.
In an instant, it had penetrated the inn and shot straight into the sky.
"This is the holy monk! Maybe he is the reincarnation of the Buddha! I am not following the wrong person!"
In the corner of the guest room, Mini-Xuhua prostrated himself, his face full of piety.
It was already dawn, and most of the residents in the town and in the nearby counties had not yet woken up.
But there were also a few people who saw this scene in a daze.
I just thought it was the morning sunshine and didn't think much about it.
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Lower reaches of Yuqing River.
A small boat floats down the river along the bank of rolling pines.
If you look closely at its wake, you can see that it seems to be following the three official ships several miles away.
The middle-aged man sitting cross-legged at the stern of the boat suddenly opened his eyes and looked sideways in the direction of Pingsha Town.
"Is this the Buddhist aura in the classics? Mr. Xu, oh Mr. Xu, who would have thought that the monk in trouble who was brought back to your residence by your kind thoughts would actually be a living holy monk."
Yanqu Mansion sighed and turned towards Pingsha Town, bowing deeply.
"When someone goes to the border to kill the enemy and perform meritorious service, he will first repay my kindness to the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and then come back to visit the master, lie down and have a long talk, and listen to the teachings."
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Yuqing River bottom.
A certain man with a yellow beard suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise on his face.
"Is this...Buddhist aura? Is it Yichen? He rejected my invitation last night and returned to the inn in Pingsha Town...What are you doing now? Making your identity public? Don't you know the power of the monk-killing order?"
Huang Xu sat up from the crystal couch and gently stroked the long beard under his chin.
I sensed that in the mountains and fields outside the Yuqing River, many monsters and monsters were moving upon hearing the wind.
There was a deep thought in his eyes, which contained nearly a hundred years of human wisdom.
"It won't be that simple. With just a casual word, this monk was able to summon a human master in the soul-watching realm, and he also seemed to have captured the night horse.
His actions were by no means aimless, they must have been far-sighted...
...But, in this troubled year, what is Yichen planning?"
Huang Xu was thinking about it when suddenly his heart moved and his face showed surprise.
The spiritual light that soared into the sky from Pingsha Town disappeared without knowing when.
It was as if it had never appeared.
"Um?"
Huang Xu pinched his fingers and counted.
Just a moment later, he felt a sense of trance coming over him, and he hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue in an attempt to regain consciousness.
"Is this... an expert risking his life to cover up the secret for him?"
Huang Xu murmured in a low voice.
I don't know what I suddenly thought of, and my eyes were filled with confusion.
"Isn't that expert..."
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Guangyuan County Government.
The mountains and wilderness outside the county.
Including the surrounding counties, towns, and villages further away.
Many "people" either opened their eyes or raised their heads.
Some looked thoughtful, some were confused, and some smiled playfully.
"Buddhist spiritual light?"
"After more than 20 years, a real monk has appeared again?"
"Or maybe it's a magic weapon left behind by Buddhism?"
"We're hungry...it's time for breakfast."
A series of gray shadows wrapped in the breeze, sending out bursts of indescribable whispers, swept towards Pingsha Town.
But at this moment, the spiritual light in the sky disappeared.
The monsters and ghosts suddenly felt in a trance, and their memories became blurry.
When you look again, where is the spiritual light in the dome of the sky?
Only that strand of true morning light remains.
Caught in the narrow cracks of the slightly narrowing ink clouds.
Making fun of the common people.
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"Amitabha...I really obey the Tathagata."
Zhou Yi opened his eyes.
A gleam of wisdom emerged from the bottom of his eyes.
That lengthy Buddhist scripture was finally memorized in his mind verbatim.
Although every word, every word, and even every sentence is so obscure and difficult to understand.
I don’t even know what use this Buddhist scripture can be.
If you can't even understand it, let alone practice it as a successful method.
But at least, it can be regarded as a successful first step.
The brilliance in Zhou Yi's eyes disappeared, replaced by a touch of emotion...
"Finally, I no longer have to be a pervert and caress Princess Axiu's heart. It's so difficult for the little monk."
He didn't understand why such profound and profound Buddhist scriptures were hidden in a scarlet cloth in this form.
There is no explanation in the small black letters as to why this cloth, which is inextricably linked to Buddhism, was hidden by the imperial family of the human world.
As for why it became Princess Xiu's swaddling clothes, it is also an unsolved mystery.
However, these are not important.
can only say……
"The fate is wonderful beyond words."
Zhou Yi murmured in a low voice.
Suddenly, a loud ringing bell floated in my ears.
It seems as if it is very close, but yet it is so invisible.
"Dang Ming?"
Zhou Yi's heart suddenly moved, and he took out the copper bell from the broken ancient bell of Yeguo Temple from his arms.