Volume 10, Seeing Flowers in the Fog 11, Living Buddha vs. Living Buddha (I)
The mountain gate of Koboji Temple is wide open, and you can see the stone steps up the mountain when you sit on the main hall.
Under the yellow-horned tree in the bend of the mountain, there were more than a dozen lamas wearing red robes in twos and threes.
Among them, a young lama, walked slowly and freely; The surrounding disciples lowered their heads and held five-colored prayer flags, and followed him reverently, and the nearest one was two meters away from him.
The young lama is not very tall, but he gives the impression of being very imposing. He has a gold-rimmed eye, but his gestures show a noble bearing, which is in strong contrast with the masculinity, masculinity, and roughness of the lamas around him.
He was accompanied by a woman in white clothes and light fur, with a reddish complexion and apricot eyes; The most striking thing is the mysterious and proud smile on her face. The woman holds a solid gold prayer wheel, the handle of which is a white ivory gauntlet.
According to the tantric tradition, the more holes in the prayer wheel gauntlet, the deeper the holder's cultivation. The woman has a beautiful face and delicate skin, and there are seven irregular holes in the ivory gauntlet. Zhu Tong didn't pay much attention to the young lama, and was secretly wary of the woman, because he couldn't tell her age.
When approaching the pavilion at the mountain gate of Hongfa Temple, the red-clothed lamas scattered, and two ran into the pavilion to spread felt on the stone steps; The young lama sat peacefully, and the woman stood beside him.
Zhu Tong retracted his thoughts, and didn't seem to see the situation outside the temple, and still sat in the chief and talked with Yu Xuanzhen.
The Master of Illusion came to his senses, got up and said with a smile: "I wish the master, there are friends from afar outside the door, why don't you greet them?" Don't lose the number of etiquette. β
"Friends?" Zhu Tong glanced at the pomp inside and outside the pavilion, and pouted contemptuously: "Zhumen does not have such noble friends, who are friends and who are not, we know clearly." Master of Fantasy, if those are your friends, take care to greet you, and want to introduce you to ......" Speaking of which, I wish Tong a look around; "I don't have any opinion, Senior Whistle, Yuxuan Dao Sect, you see ......"
"If it's a friend, come in and drink, since ancient times, the strong dragon doesn't suppress the head snake, forgive them and can't make any big waves." Yu Xuan Zhenren raised his sword eyebrows and looked at the lama in the pavilion, and a trace of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
"Multiple friends and multiple roads, ahem, friends from afar, whether they know each other or not, it is always appropriate to receive them." The whistle saw the wind and the rudder, and saw that the lamas in the pavilion were all masters, and took advantage of the situation to help the empty illusion.
The master of the void illusion vomited and poured down in the middle of the night, and walked out of the Hongfa Temple softly, and saluted the lamas with his palms.
In the main hall, Jiang Xiaoyu said abruptly: "Renjie Sazun Living Buddha is from the Southern Tibetan Mountain Pagoda Temple, Qusang Zhuomu is the female living Buddha of the Snow Drum Temple, and they are all inheriting the secret skills of the Flower Sect. Best wishes, if I were you...... If you shouldn't say something, they are here for the treasure, but also for the dragon and phoenix stars in your hands. β
No way? Zhu Tong secretly screamed miserable; Suddenly, he knew the reason why so many people had gathered here when Senior Brother was released from prison: Dragon and Phoenix Xinghao. The young monk must be the Living Buddha of Rinjesa Zun, needless to say, the woman next to him is the female Living Buddha Qusang Zhuomu.
It was too coincidental that the treasure was scattered from the elder brother; Not long after Zhu Tong arrived in Shanghai, two jade seals appeared. Later, Jiang Xiaoyu led a group of Jianghu masters to search for them in many ways, but they didn't find anything.
However, a pair of treasure needles with great origins appeared in his hands, and Chen Yiyi saw with his own eyes that it was given to him by Kazuo Ikeda, and Tian Gongzi and Bai Lixiao should have no doubts about it.
However, the heroes on the rivers and lakes are destined not to be so easy to deal with, Zhu Tong only explained a few words to the master of empty illusion about the origin of the dragon and phoenix stars; Now it seems that it is the illusion that is setting off this big wave behind him, and even Jiang Xiaoyu is very suspicious of himself.
Will they take their word for it? Zhu Tong remained indifferent on the surface, and quickly analyzed the masters around him in his heart; The conclusion reached is hopeless. Even, he saw something from Yu Xuanzhen's body; When Jiang Xiaoyu said the dragon and phoenix star, Yu Xuanzhen's hand unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.
Zhu Tong had a feeling of powerlessness, and that past night, he tried his best to barely maintain his strength on the surface; Zhu Men Ding Buwang, with their three brothers and sisters, even if Yu Xuan Zhenren really does not help any party, Zhu Men will not be able to use any effective means.
Zhu Yun and Zhu Huai also saw that the situation was not right, Zhu Huai was better, and Zhu Yun looked a little uneasy. They all know: Zhu Fei, that is, Soonda took the flight at six o'clock, which was the first flight from Shanghai to Chongqing today; This means that before nine o'clock, the hope of this blessing will not appear. It's seven o'clock, how do you get through the next two hours?
Whatever you are afraid of, the Master of Illusion leads the young Living Buddha of Renjie Sazun into the Hongfa Temple and walks up to the main hall. Facing Zhu Tong, he smiled lightly, revealing his white teeth.
"Are you the head of the house?" Renjie Sazun's Chinese is very standard, with only a slight border taste.
"Are you the Living Buddha of Renjiesazun? Fortunately, I will be honored. Zhu Tong had no choice but to catch up.
"I wish the master, Shu Ren Jiezazun is presumptuous, sooner or later you will fall into the devil's way." Renjie Sazun's clear eyes swept over Zhu Tong, and everywhere he went, the little liar felt a slight electric shock; Finally, the young living Buddha's gaze stayed on the Yintang acupoint between Zhu Tong's eyebrows.
His cultivation strength is similar to that of Soonda, but his kung fu is more than a notch, but this spiritual sense is like a gurgling spring, making Zhu Tong's depth invisible.
"Demon Dao? What is that? "Zhu Tong has never suffered a loss, and he smiled;" The living Buddha is not free and easy in the border land, come to this troubled water, how can you say what is not into the devil? β
The young living Buddha took a deep breath helplessly, suppressed the impulse in his heart, moved his eyes to the Buddha statue in the main hall, and silently recited a few Buddhist scriptures without saying anything.
Renjie Sazun Living Buddha is talking about the butterfly god in Zhu Tong's body, and Zhu Tong is talking about the behavior of the Living Buddha itself, the level is different, but it is impossible to say who is more intelligent than whom.
"The seven-leaf lotus, which was originally the treasure of the Shanta Temple, has been in Middle-earth for many years, and should be returned to Tibet. At present, there are not many devout Buddhists in Middle-earth, and Tibetan believers are looking forward to the grand return of the seven-leaf lotus. I wish the master, I wish the senior brother, the seven-leaf lotus is just a cultural relic in your hands, how can it be ......"
It was the female living Buddha Qu Sandrom who spoke, and she was a little bird who followed Renjie Sazun like a human; As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhu Tong hadn't figured out how to deal with it, and Zhu Huai spoke first.
"How do we know where the Horse Chestnut Lotus is? Living Buddha, be careful what you say. Some people are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and for their own interests, it is common for them to deceive believers with empty words, and with the compassion of a living Buddha, they should not be used as a gun. β
Zhu Tong's heart tightened, and the senior brother's eyes kept glancing at the Void Illusion Master as he spoke, obviously implying that the two living Buddhas were being provoked.
Zhu Tong also knows this judgment, but at this moment, it is obviously not the time to say this; Things within Buddhism have their own rules, and since the two living Buddhas have run here, they will never be easily dismissed with a few words.
Sure enough, the Living Buddha of Qusang Zhuomu turned the prayer wheel, and a strong desolation floated out of the sonorous and round metal sound; This feeling was so sudden, and it instantly shook every meridian and every trace of Zhu Tong's origin.
Suddenly, there was another rumbling thunder. It seems that thousands of lightning bolts are about to tear the heavens and the earth apart, destroying everything in the world.
Qu Sanzhuom's soft voice came: "Zhu Tong, are you going to hell?" Come, sister save you......" There was silk and bamboo string music from the prayer wheel, faintly, and the sound of Tibetan drums and eagle flutes.
"Poof!" With a soft sound, Fan Xing flicked the ruler and a half bamboo knife.
Zhu Tong woke up suddenly, Qu Sang Zhuomu seemed weak, but he made a ruthless move in silence; Her prayer wheel is one level different from the spiritual rotation of the Living Buddha Soonda. It's just that the beads on the prayer wheel are bright red colors, and it's weird there.
"Does the Living Buddha want to dance?" Zhu Tong took out the bamboo flute left by the bamboo Taoist priest, put it to his lips, and blew it gently.
The faint sound of the flute was unfamiliar and sluggish, but it only turned three times or two times, and the prayer wheel in Qu Sangzhuom's hand slowed down, and slowly, his right hand was raised, and he really danced with the sound of the flute.
Around, only Yu Xuan Zhenren can understand the sound of this flute; Fine drops of sweat flowed from his face, this flute sound was a swan song left by the bamboo Taoist priest on the mushroom rock, how could the little liar blow it?
"Ding ......" a shrill trill, piercing Zhu Tong's flute, and the sound of water, human voices, and screams suddenly sounded around him.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Zhu Tong saw that the senior brother was protecting him and fighting hard with Qu Sang Zhuomu; The young Rinjesa honored the Living Buddha, holding a golden bell, and pulled the sleeve of Qusang Zhuomu.
"Sister, people are right, we can't just act until we understand the situation." Renjie Sazun Living Buddha persuaded the female Living Buddha, and said to Zhu Tong: "It's not good for us to offend, and we shouldn't do it indiscriminately." β
"It's nothing, Living Buddha, please take a seat." Zhu Tong politely invited Renjie Sazun to sit down and turned his head to look at the senior brother; Zhu Huai's cultivation of Peng Ma Gong is more solid than Zhu Tong, this time, it seems that he has not suffered a loss.
The sound of the flute just now, while capturing Qu Sanzhuom's mind, also trapped the piper Zhu Tong; The moment the golden bell rang, the female living Buddha had already woken up, but Zhu Tong began to be confused. If it wasn't for Zhu Huai's shot, Zhu Tong might have been injured.
Qu Sang Zhuomu sat down with Renjie Sazun and looked at Zhu Huai and Fan Xing with contemptuous eyes: "You have bad rules, it's not you, he has already been defeated." β
Fan Xing stood up and asked softly, "May I ask the two living Buddhas, what is victory and what is defeat?" β
"The eagle in the sky will not have the same ideals as the grass grouse on the ground." The female living Buddha said contemptuously.
"The Buddha said that all beings are equal, whether it is an eagle or a grass chicken, what is the difference?" Fan Xing didn't look at other people's faces at all, and in this hall, his identity was not a big deal. "The Taoist priest is a stubborn stone, and he only understands a truth after the first teacher ascends. May I ask the two friends of the snowy plateau, what is the source of this big river in front of you? β
"A drop of water." Renjie Sazun was silent for a moment, looking at the stars together. On the half-foot-and-a-half bamboo knife, a drop of crystal water is condensed.
Fan Xing nodded and said: "It is indeed a drop of water, why did this drop of water become a big river when it came here over mountains and mountains?" β
"A drop of water does not become a big river, and after hundreds of millions of drops of water are gathered, it becomes a big river." This time, it was the female living Buddha who was speaking.
"Yes, hundreds of millions of drops of water have become a big river, and in this big river, is each drop of water separate?"
"There is no difference between every drop of water, except that there is not only water in the river, but also mud and dirt. My Buddha's compassion is precisely to eliminate the dirt in the world and restore clarity. β
"But why, when the great river flows back to the sea, it turns sweetness into bitterness? The Dharma is boundless, how can it not purify the boundless ocean? Fan Xing flicked the ruler and half a bamboo knife again, and the drop of water suddenly disappeared.
"In Buddhism, compassion, there is no difference between a drop of water and a grain of sand." Renjie Sazun came forward again, and the female living Buddha was already speechless.
A voice came from afar: "A drop of water is born, stained with impurities in the world; Cultivating Buddha is originally to purify oneself and return to the source of purity. Two living Buddhas, in the red dust and the heart is stained with dust, not good, not good, come and come, two of you will fight with me. β
In the main hall of Hongfa Temple, a tall and sturdy man, dressed in simple clothes and smiling fearlessly, flashed out of thin air, pointing to the two living Buddhas: "You can go up together." β
Zhu Tong let out a sigh of relief, and Zhu Fei finally arrived.
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