Chapter 70: A Holy Hand Sycamore
The magnificence under the night, the soil bag in the cemetery bulges out of the green smoke, and occasionally a strange sound is terrifying to listen to, the ancestral hall of the Lin family covers an area of about 200 acres, and around it is a large cemetery in Luofeng City, and there are many graves.
The spirit flags are hung high, flying in the wind, white satin, black cloth curtains, flowers made of large white cloth, and small people tied with delicate tin foil on both sides of the erected spirit shed, and the paper people point to the west, leading the way and opening the ghost door.
The monk in the distance, his feet are not sticky, he is dressed in white, holding Buddhist beads, not fat, his eyes are a little small, and when he laughs, the pair of eyes that are already very small are directly invisible, and the sleek red dots at the center of his eyebrows are clearly visible, and the figure is like a ghost, and a hundred steps pass by in an instant.
Daming Temple is unlearned, shrinking the ground into an inch of the law, around his loose monk Buddha, faintly there is a Buddha rhyme in the turn, the monk is not old, but there is a deep understanding of Buddhism, clear its meaning, understand its fruit, get its rhyme, he fluttered, the figure has reached the Lin family ancestral hall near a roof before stopping.
The Buddha bead in his hand, diagonally across his thumb, he gently chanted a Buddha name: "Amitabha Buddha ......"
In the mourning hall, the coffin was silent, the candles were bright, the tin foil was burning, the brazier was vigorous, and a group of Lin family guardians were kneeling on both sides in filial piety clothes, their eyes were bright, and there were sobs from time to time.
In front of the mourning hall, the middle-aged man had a calm face, a Chinese face, thick eyebrows, and a straight body like a silver spear, he carried his hands behind his back, looking at the white-clothed monk on the roof under the night in the distance, his face moved slightly, and the figure suddenly moved forward a hundred meters, and after a hundred meters, he stood in place, and he was closer to the monk.
"This is my Lin family ancestral hall, which enshrines the ancestors of my Lin family, except for the people of my Lin family, idle people are not allowed to approach, I don't know where the master came here late at night, what is the so-called thing?" Lin Hu did not make a rash move, first, because this is the solemn statement of the Lin family ancestral hall, and secondly, the monk in front of him is a Buddhist monk, and before he understands his intentions, he does not dare to act rashly for fear of self-defeating.
"Take the big and say that the ...... is like this"
In a word, if you only say a word, you cherish words like gold, so you have a word, and he opens his mouth to make his intentions clear.
"The Great Saying?"
Lin Hu frowned, thought for a while, looked at the monk suspiciously, and said: "There are some collections of my Lin family's Buddhist family, but most of them are some widely circulated classics, as for the big words in your mouth, I, Lin Hu, have never heard of them in the Lin family for so many years, I must have made a mistake, master?"
In one word, his face remained unchanged, he still said a word, his fingers moved slightly and pointed to the mourning hall in front of him and said, "Lin Tian......"
Lin Hu's face became strange, looked at the calm and spotless monk in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Master, I don't care what kind of dispute there is between you and Tongtian'er, but everything is great, if you are no longer there today, the dispute between you and him should also be reduced to nothingness, the master has won the Buddha's will, some things should be seen more thoroughly than me, a rough person, and some things must be let go after all." ”
A word monk face did not change, a faint light flashed behind him in the night, he has reached the realm of the god king at a young age, can be regarded as the leader of the younger generation, although the Buddha is different, but also blended, the realm is divided into the same six realms, solid foundation, Naihe, into the realm, god king, true god, life and death. It seems to be the six realms, but in fact it is the seven realms, where are the seven realms? Life and death, life is a realm, death is a realm, so the seven realms of the Buddha and the Tao are exactly corresponding to the seven realms of the same martial arts, such a division gives people a feeling of not being mixed, not chaotic, and clear at a glance.
The Seven Realms of Martial Arts: "Martial Disciples, Martial Artists, Entering the Realm, Martial Kings, True Martial Arts, Shenwu, Tianwu" Martial Disciples happen to correspond to the first major realm in the Buddhist realm, and the martial arts correspond to the second major realm in the Buddhist realm, and the entry corresponds to the third major realm in the Buddhist realm, which is a handover point and maintains a balance principle. King Wu corresponds to the fourth realm of the Buddha realm, Zhenwu corresponds to the fifth realm of the Buddha realm, the true god, the divine martial corresponds to the sixth realm of the Buddha realm, the realm of life and death, and the Tianwu corresponds to the sixth realm of the Buddha realm, the realm of death in the life and death, and of course, it can also be said to be the seventh realm of the Buddha.
Whether it is the seven realms of martial arts or Buddhism, they are all divided into the same three small realms: "the original heart, the mirror, and the truth." "The original intention is not only the beginning of everything in the heart, but it is the most shallow understanding of this realm relative to each realm. Spiegel, with a little understanding, has passed the youth and ignorance, and has a certain degree of cognition relative to each realm. Zhizhi, the deepest cognition, comprehends the mysteries and understands the mysteries, and has reached an extremely profound understanding of this realm relative to each realm.
Yiyan monk is a god king, that is to say, it is equivalent to the martial king in the martial arts, and the young martial king is a comet everywhere! What's more, now Yiyan is the pinnacle of the god king, and it is just waiting to step into the true god finger, with his advanced cultivation, even in the face of Lin Hu, who is older than him, he is still not afraid, just because he has confidence, or after learning Buddhism, he is born with easy-going and natural surname.
The Buddha beads in his hand turned slightly, a word monk did not say a word this time, he stretched out his arm, one hand turned into a divine wood and splendor towards Lin Hu, Lin Hu's face was slightly pale, the sound of the tiger in his body was rolling, his body moved suddenly, a tiger was entwined on his body, and a tiger roared down the mountain to rush to the waves.
After a blow, a word monk did not do it again, he bowed his head and murmured: "I must take my big ...... to say" turned around Daming Temple body shrunk into inches, the figure disappeared at once, and when it appeared again, it had appeared 100 meters away, the golden Buddha light on the white monk's robe flowed, turned into simplicity, returned to the Tao, the stars were dotted in the night, such as bathing in the moonlight, and the figure of the monk gradually drifted away.
Lin Hu rubbed his chest that was faintly painful, there was some horror between his faces, and a divine light burst out of his eyes: "I really don't know what Tian'er did before his death, even such a character dares to provoke, his hand just now is very powerful, its power is really rare, if it weren't for my wealth, I'm afraid that if I change to an ordinary martial king, his hand is enough to break it, right?"
Lin Hu was vaguely a little lucky, glad that this monk did not continue to make trouble, and he came and went in a hurry, otherwise he was afraid that the night of the fall of Fengcheng would become uneasy.
"In a few days, it will be Qingming, and as soon as Tian'er is buried, there should not be so much trouble, and I don't know what my sister-in-law thinks. Lin Hu glanced at the mourning hall behind him and sighed, and his figure disappeared in place.
"Just now, the monk showed the seven holy hands in the Great Rulai Sutra, the first holy hand Wutong!" "On the roof in the distance, under the bright moon, two delicate outlines are extremely moving, one is delicate as jade, white as snow, one is like condensed fat, ethereal as a fairy, two faces and two styles but they are all charming and charming, and the country is captivating.
"Yes, each hand of the Seven Great Holy Hands contains infinite mysteries of heaven and earth, and if you understand it, you will benefit for life. Hearing Luo Xi'er's inquiry, Ruoshui nodded and said.
"Lin Tian didn't find the Great Sutra in the coffin, but we can go directly to the monk just now! Isn't the Great Sutra the Divine Sutra the treasure of their Daming Temple? Lin Tian's Great Sutra was taken from his hand, this guy carries the Treasure Sutra with him, presumably the seven holy hands inside, the five fingers of the gods and Buddhas have already comprehended it, and we can get the ** in the Treasure Sutra from his body, and it is not impossible. Luo Xi'er's beautiful eyes flashed with a sly light.
Ruoshui couldn't help but pat Luo Xi'er's head and said: "I said, junior sister, what kind of bad idea do you have in your head all day long, that one word monk Buddhism is profound, and the Great Saying Rulai Sutra is the treasure of their Daming Temple, regardless of whether we lower him or not, even if we catch him, do you think he will pass on the Seven Holy Hands, the Five Fingers of the Gods and Buddhas to us?"
Luo Xi'er tilted her head, her little eyes narrowed together, her eyes flashed with an interesting light, and she said excitedly: "Why not? Take down this monk first, the strong can't come to the weak, if you really can't do it, you will be tempted, do you think that our sisters are so bad for the country and the people, and they can't get him a monk?"
"Tsk...... Look at how beautiful my sister's watery eyes are, how attractive my sister's ruddy and pink mouth is, and besides, if I can't do it, don't you still have your ultimate weapon, senior sister? Revealing my senior sister's white legs as white as jade, it definitely killed this stubborn monk who had never seen a beautiful woman in seconds. The more Luo Xi'er spoke, the more excited she became, the more excited she became, and her little blushing was cute.
"Senior sister, you're talking nonsense again, what kind of long legs, what kind of seduction? What do you think about every day in your little head? Ruoshui was made pink by Luo Xi'er's big white legs, and her cheeks that did not eat fireworks in the world were set off by her delicate facial features.
Under the silent night, a figure not far away is fleeting, and the breeze blows, and the night is quiet and peaceful.
In the dense woods, lush branches and leaves, in the silent jungle, suddenly a black shadow flashed, and then countless leaves were sprinkled on the ground, and the young man in the center of the forest was in a dragon posture, heroic and extraordinary, and a gorgeous and dazzling robe embroidered with gold silk and gold thread, showing his noble and generous identity.
The breeze floated gently, and in the depths of the winding path, a wave of air came towards him, and the young man's face changed, and the blue light emanating from his body was dazzling like the sun......
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