Chapter Seventy-Four: Into the Red Dust

I saw a golden light from the palms of the lamas, which entered the pilgrims' bodies from their heads, and then came out of their feet and returned to the lamas' bodies. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 After the baptism of golden light, the filthy qi in the body of the Info pilgrim was immediately reduced by half, especially the chaos in his mind was also cleared up a lot.

"There's a doorway here!" Chen Zixuan said in surprise.

Although he did not know what the filthy breath in the pilgrim's body represented, the clarity in his mind must be a symbol of wisdom. In this way, it is reckoned that the unclean breath represents either bad luck, disease, or both. He didn't expect that the lama's blessed golden light would have the effect of cutting hair and washing the marrow!

And when Chen Zixuan was observing those lamas, the lama who was the leader of them looked over, and when he first saw that it was Chen Zixuan, he was a little puzzled, and then looked around Chen Zixuan, and finally determined Chen Zixuan, and walked over.

Chen Zixuan didn't expect these lamas' spirits to be so keen, he just glanced at them lightly, and he was noticed by the lamas. I didn't panic at the moment, I calmly looked at the lama who came over, thinking about what the lama was going to do?

"The Living Buddha wants to see you!"

Chen Zixuan thought of 10,000 possibilities, and he didn't expect that the first thing this lama said when he saw him turned out to be this. Could it be that the legendary Living Buddha had already foreseen that he was coming, and sent someone to wait for him here? Then why did this lama wonder just now? And why did you finally decide that it was you?

All this made Chen Zixuan very puzzled, but he asked the lama, and the lama just said that when he saw the living Buddha, he would understand everything. Chen Zixuan had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart and follow the lama into the Potala Palace.

At this time, Chen Zixuan finally felt a trace of fluctuation of thoughts around him, coming from those pilgrims. The slightest fluctuation of thoughts turned out to be envy, yes, for pilgrims who don't care about anything and only seek inner peace, what is it that makes them all have envious thoughts?

"Just to meet the living Buddha?"

Chen Zixuan couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to. Following the great lama, through the long corridors and countless corners, I finally came to an independent courtyard.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he felt a mysterious and powerful force, followed by a rich aura of heaven and earth. If he could practice here, his Heavenly Dragon Mind would definitely be ten times faster!

The main entrance of the main hall was open, and Chen Zixuan had already seen the living Buddha sitting on the main hall. To his surprise, the Living Buddha turned out to be a child, and he looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old. To Chen Zixuan's surprise, his eyes were pure and clean at first, but if you look closely, you will feel the vicissitudes of life, as wide as the ocean.

"You're finally here!"

The little living Buddha's eyes lit up, and then he stood up. Stepping down from the three-meter-high platform, every step he took, a golden lotus flower would automatically generate under his feet to support his steps, and he walked down from the main hall step by step and came to Chen Zixuan.

"Step by step!"

Chen Zixuan was shocked by the methods of the little living Buddha, he deliberately used the dragon's eye to observe the little living Buddha, but he was disappointed to find that the tried and tested perspective technique was useless for the little living Buddha. The little living Buddha is surrounded by golden light, all of which is golden light, and there is nothing.

"I didn't expect that in this life, you would become a heavenly dragon!"

The little living Buddha seems to have known Chen Zixuan for a long time, and he talks like he is talking to a close friend he hasn't seen for a long time.

"You know me?" Chen Zixuan was a little surprised by the words of the little living Buddha. However, when he looked at the eyes and expression of the little living Buddha carefully, he had a strong sense of familiarity and intimacy. But he was sure he had never met this man.

"Before your third life, to be exact!" The little living Buddha was a little puzzled when he saw Chen Zixuan's surprised expression, and his heart moved, and a huge lotus flower gently lifted him, and then he floated forward and touched the top of Chen Zixuan's head with his little hand.

"Could it be that the Buddha blessed him?" Chen Zixuan felt the endless kindness of the little living Buddha, and thought of the wonderful use of a few big lamas who had just seen a few big lamas giving blessings to the believers, so he let the little living Buddha touch them.

"The cycle of cause and effect, the wheel of life rotates. Hey, it turns out that you still have such an experience, since it is your own choice, then I will help you, and it is also our cause and effect! "The little living Buddha has a kind of compassion for the heavens and people, and a kind of melancholy about gains and losses, mixed with joy and sorrow, and his expression is very complicated. The first time Chen Zixuan saw that the expression of a child could be so colorful, it was still on the face of a child.

The little living Buddha withdrew his right hand to stroke the top, raised the left hand holding the Buddha beads, pressed against Chen Zixuan's eyebrows, and suddenly shouted:

"Return!"

"Oneness!"

Accompanied by the words of the little living Buddha, a stream of golden energy poured into Chen Zixuan's eyebrows like a river, constantly washing his whole body. As the golden light injected into Chen Zixuan's body, the mysterious power of the entire small courtyard was awakened, and golden energy was filled everywhere, and then the entire Potala Palace was dyed with a layer of golden Buddha light.

At this time, all those who could see this Buddha's light in Tibet knelt down and prayed sincerely.

"Telekinesis! These golden energies turned out to be the thoughts of tens of millions of believers! ”

Chen Zixuan felt the invincible power in it, and could vaguely hear the voices of all beings chanting and praying, and his heart was shocked again. This kind of telekinesis is not only powerful, but also has the effect of holy light healing, which is similar to the mysterious energy in the dragon's eye, so can they be fused? Anyway, there is so much mental energy here, even if some of it is melted away, no one will find out, right?

Just do what he said, Chen Zixuan mobilized the mysterious energy of the dragon eye into the dragon-shaped meridians, and at the same time absorbed the golden energy, wanting to let the two energies merge together through the dragon-shaped mental method, but found that he couldn't integrate at all, and then he tried to make the heavenly dragon true qi and lightning merge with this idea, but he still couldn't fuse, and he was very discouraged!

"I don't believe it yet!"

Chen Zixuan was a little annoyed, since you are telekinesis, you should always be able to merge with Lao Tzu's telekinesis! Saying that, Chen Zixuan concentrated his mental will and wrapped them while the golden telekinesis washed his mind, and kept fusing and communicating with them. It really allowed him to keep some of his thoughts in his mind.

But just when he wanted to intercept these telekinesis on a large scale, he suddenly found that all the golden light in his body had disappeared. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was early in the morning, and the great lama who had brought him here saw that he had woken up, and hurriedly saluted him respectfully.

"It's so late! What about the little living Buddha? Chen Zixuan didn't expect that more than 18 hours had passed in the time of the two sentences.

"The Living Buddha is a little tired, so he went to rest, let me tell the Venerable Master that since I have chosen, go on with peace of mind!" The Great Lama said with a slight bend.

"What do you mean? How the hell did we meet? Why did this little living Buddha leave before he finished speaking? Really! Chen Zixuan was full of questions.

"Venerable Master, you really don't remember anything?" The Great Lama said something strange.

"What do you remember? He said that he knew me before the third life, how can I remember what happened before the third life? Isn't that a joke? Chen Zixuan was a little inexplicable.

"The little living Buddha has been saying that he will wait for his senior brother!" The Great Lama reminded Chen Zixuan tentatively.

"His senior brother, what senior brother? Before the third generation? Chen Zixuan was puzzled and said, "Could it be that I am his senior brother before the third generation?" How can he remember? ”

"Is it the reincarnation of a living Buddha? Is the legend of the reincarnation of the Living Buddha true? Who was I before the third life? Since this little guy can be reincarnated, then I must be even more powerful, right? After Chen Zixuan understood the words of the Great Lama, he was a little ridiculous, and at this time he also noticed the Grand Lama's respectful attitude towards him, and only then did he know that the Great Lama regarded him as a reincarnated saint.

"You're - you're the Sixth Stad. The reincarnation of Raikangyang Gyatso Buddha is now our recognized Dharma King! "What the Great Lama said was close to piety.

"The most beautiful lover in the world - Cangyang Gyatso!" Chen Zixuan thought of those beautiful and classic love poems, and he had a very absurd feeling. So he didn't ask any more questions, and followed the great lama into a room. The big lama respectfully saluted and retired, and Chen Zixuan was a little amused when he saw it.

If he is really reincarnated, then what is the matter with the living Buddha now? As he spoke, he realized that the layout and objects of this room felt so familiar to him.

It's not like I'm too tired from this trip, so let's go to bed first. Rest well, what has happened lately has been so strange. He even said that he would sleep as soon as he slept on the pillow.

A dream for hundreds of years.

In the dream, he herded and fed horses, rode horses and archery, worked as a wanderer, a beggar, a coolie, and also worked as a worker, in short, every time it was extremely miserable, and his fate was tragic, but every time in the reincarnation there was a faint gentle shadow, silently encouraging him, paying attention to him, and helping him, but he never saw who this woman was?

I woke up a hundred years later.

He burst into tears. Then he remembered a sentence:

Sixty years of sentient beings, cattle and horses, once all Buddhas and dragons!

From this day on, Chen Zixuan followed the monks to eat fasting and chant Buddha, do homework, teach children to read, and go to comfort the elderly! So, a legend began to circulate on the grassland, the Dharma King has returned!

And so passed two nine days, eighteen days later. Chen Zixuan suddenly remembered that the day of his Peking University report had arrived, and he had to go back.

Early this morning, he was just about to pack up and salute, and the great lama ran over with the Tibetan mastiff in his arms, and said to Chen Zixuan respectfully: "The living Buddha said that your favorite Tibetan mastiff in the past, and today it happened that there was a mastiff production, so I will bring you one, which is also fate!" ”

Chen Zixuan looked at the little Tibetan mastiff who hadn't opened his eyes yet, and said domineeringly: "Okay, little guy, you will mess with my brother in the future!" The great lama listened to Chen Zixuan's words, and was stunned for a while, and then relieved and left respectfully.

On this day, the sun shines. In the morning bell, amid the chanting of the monks, Chen Zixuan walked out of the Potala Palace.

The inside of the palace is a pure land, and the outside of the palace is red dust!

Thousands of feet of red dust rise from the ground, and once you enter the red dust, it is as deep as the sea!