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Shi Prisoner Luo died, but because he constantly disguised the identity of others, the dignity that he had vainly sought in his heart was also discarded in the changing countenance, and until his death, his name was unknown. It's pathetic for a villain to be too sad for him to die without even letting his enemies know his name.

Zhibei once saw the name of Shi Prisoner Luo from the [Affirmative Eye], but he didn't remember it, no, maybe in Zhibei's subconscious, it was just a waste to remember the name of such a despicable villain. In order to prevent the cunning prisoner Luo from being reborn from his darkness, Zhibei summoned the phoenix and asked her to burn the corpse of the prisoner Luo into ashes in large characters.

Amazingly, in the scattered ash of the wind, a stone was revealed, a slab to be exact.

That is the cornerstone of the world, the [Dark Slab] that Zhibei is looking for.

Afterwards, I don't know which fox turned into a human form and told the story in the crowd, but the stupid fox didn't know the name of the slate, so he called it the "Killing Stone". With the changes of the times, such false legends gradually became rich and took on a new look, and finally became what we hear about today

On the other hand, Wakazao, who proved her love in this incident, decided to live with Tsubasa until she grew old, and she showed her determination by smashing that mask. Lan expressed her blessing to the couple, and at the same time, Lan, who had become more and more adored for Murasaki, decided to follow Purple everywhere in the future and left the overly comfortable Inari Shrine.

As for Tsubasa, who fell to the ground and was dying, because he wasn't dead after all......

Therefore, in [Soul Chasing in the Underworld] Eight Meanings Yonglin (?) With the help of Wing's shattering soul, his soul was repaired, and his ailments were healed.

Perhaps it was the impact of this incident, or maybe Tsubasa had already made a decision, and he decided to give up the throne, pretend that he was dead, and live in seclusion in the mountains and forests with Wakamo. Poor Emperor Tenmu, one of his sons died at the hands of the sorcerer Prisoner Ra, and the other decided to abdicate the throne, so on April 9, 806, after the death of Emperor Hengmu, the Imperial Family had to elect Emperor Hengmu's nephew, Prince Anden, as Emperor Heijo - that is, Emperor Heijo (i.e., Nara), who loved Heijokyo (also known as Nara) dearly.

Maybe it's because Emperor Heijo loves Nara so much that he still thinks about it after moving the capital! So he only sat on the throne for three years, and then in 809 he ascended the throne by Emperor Saga. Emperor Saga was a strong advocate of "Tang culture", and he also strongly advocated the spread of Buddhism, so at the beginning of the Heian period, Zhibei saw another wave of Tang culture prevailing in Japan.

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In 879, 70 years after Emperor Saga's accession to the throne, Sei Bodhi, who was supposed to have gone empty, traveled all over Shinano Province and finally stopped at the foot of Mount Shinki.

It was just a very ordinary mountain, the grass and trees on the mountain were not dense, most of them were bare loess, because it was winter, the snow had just stopped in the early morning, and the mountains were wrapped in light-colored frost and snow, and the low clouds and mist made everything on the mountain seem pure and quiet, and the sporadic birdsong set off its emptiness.

That said, this winter landscape is no different from any other mountain.

So, what makes Sri Bodhi stop?

Is it the small pond at the foot of this mountain, the emerald green lotus leaves covered with light frost, or the two lotus flowers in the middle of the pond?

Although this is only winter, in this cold weather with morning snow, there should not be a lotus.

Saint Bodhi touched his bare head, and his cold hands suddenly felt a little warm, but at the same time, his head also felt cold. He was very old, perhaps as a punishment for his long-term non-nirvana, and his mana was constantly declining, but the chains of karma were still tied to him, and he had to stay in this world, and he had to look for someone who could pass on his Dharma.

On this winter morning, he squinted slightly, the sunlight diffused in the clouds seemed too gloomy, but slowly, as the wind flowed, the hazy tulle was stirred aside, and the condensed beam of light fell on the two lotus flowers, diffusing pale pink petals, and flakes of snow that melted into dewdrops.

The scenery of different seasons merges into a wonderful scenery at this moment.

The Holy Bodhi took it as a guide, slowly clasped his palms together, and bowed reverently.

After saluting, he went up the hill along the path by the pond.

The trees on both sides were crushed by the snow, and the bare shrubs were sticking out of their branches from time to time, and after all, the path was nothing more than a dirt path trodden by man. It was a really arduous trek for the old Bodhi, but the sight of the mountain at the foot of the mountain inspired him to forget his old age for a while, as if he had returned to his youth.

In this way, he climbed halfway up the mountain, and there he saw a small temple.

It was a very small and dilapidated temple, not even a wall, only a dilapidated, bungalow-like main hall, and if it weren't for the monument at the entrance that said Chaohu Sun Tzu Temple, St. Bodhi wouldn't even think it was a temple.

He was not disappointed by the dilapidated state of the temple, he just silently walked to the monument, flicked the snow and dust off it with his sleeve, and then walked to the dark red wooden door of the temple, and picked up the wooden basket placed in front of it.

In the old wooden basket was cotton cloth, in which two babies were wrapped.

When he saw these two babies, Srila Bodhi came to his senses.

The rest of his life was destined to be spent in this temple, and his karma was destined to end here.

He pushed open the heavy, rotting wooden door, and saw the thick dust and cobwebs of the temple.

It's been a long time since there was no one here, but the green light in front of the Buddha statue still shimmers, illuminating everything in the temple.

At that moment, the holy Bodhi suddenly felt the heavy sacredness, he bowed quietly, walked into the temple with the baby in his arms, and came to the Buddha.

The Buddha statue in front of him looked solemn and tall in the dust and faint light, but it was a little strange, it was by no means any Buddha that the holy Bodhi had ever seen, but the holy Bodhi noticed the treasure and the silver mouse in the hand of the Buddha, so he remembered the name of the Buddha.

It was one of the Four Heavenly Kings, Bishamon.

"You are willing to travel across the ocean to Japan, a small place, just to promote Buddhism...... Is...... It's really ......" Saint Bodhi looked at the silent Buddha statue, and his original excitement slowly calmed down.

Yes, a Buddha cannot speak.

But what they wanted to say, Sri Bodhi already understood.

He named his two babies.

My sister is called Life Lotus, and my sister is called White Lotus.

(Happy National Day, everyone~~ By the way, there will be a vote for the next plot, all students who like tragedy should go and vote!) Also,I heard that some of my chapters have been pulled to review again.,MD,Lao Tzu didn't write anything in violation of the rules.,If you are forced to jump some chapters, wait a minute.,This is QD's pot)