"!"

Yi Tianxing, who finally ran wild, gestured to the poor white-clothed Puxian Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva is the Bodhisattva, that is not a mortal, just do what he says, and directly slapped his palm towards Yi Tianxing's head, his hand was soft and weak, without the slightest sound of the wind, but he gently brushed Yi Tianxing's head with a flick of his fingers.

Yi Tianxing in this short moment of light, at least three ways to break this palm, but he didn't dare, when he met this great Bodhisattva who still retained the first body, facing the supreme supernatural power, if he wanted to avoid this palm, he must go all out, and what was the result of the full shot, he couldn't predict it at this time, Fuxian Bodhisattva naturally would not have too much malice towards himself, if he resisted with all his might, maybe Fuxian Bodhisattva was a little angry, and used his true skills, then he would be miserable.

So he honestly remained motionless and took this slap alive.

Fuxian Bodhisattva's withered hand gently pressed on his brain, and the cool and hard touch made Yi Tianxing's scalp tingle for a while.

After the numbness, there was a cool stream of light, which slowly poured into Yi Tianxing's body along the withered and wasted hand.

The stream of light pierced through the top of his head, down his neck, and exploded in his chest and abdomen.

It exploded into thousands of pieces, each of which glowed and flowed slowly through his body.

It's like a glowing firefly in the sky, taken by the skillful hands of a young girl in the veil, slowly flying in the veil.

Yi Tianxing's body is this veil.

The jade disc in his abdomen, which had been refined into a red rì, seemed to have some kind of gravitational pull, attracting these glowworms to attach softly, like a young and childish girl in a mansha tent.

The glow sè gradually gathers, the red rì sè, and gradually softens.

......

......

Yi Tianxing since the first acquaintance with the Tao, he practiced the convenient method of Guiyuan Temple, and his own self-taught Zazen Sanwei Sutra, at that time his body was a real fire wheel, burning, although fierce but not lasting. Later, he learned the supreme Taoist trick from Qin Zi'er, the three seven-star fighting methods, summoning the true Vermilion Bird above his head as if he had not flown yet, and a Dao heart was born in his body.

The heart of the Dao is like a green lotus, and the wheel of fire is like a red jade plate.

After being in the valley, he was stimulated by the anger of the Vermilion Bird, and he gained something again, and the green lotus bloomed, wrapped the red jade plate, and then cracked inch by inch, and finally achieved the red rì wheel in his body now.

Every change is a jīng advancement of cultivation.

At this time, I have been empowered by the Bodhisattva, and I don't know what kind of changes will occur in my body.

......

......

I don't know how long it took, Yi Tianxing slowly woke up from meditation.

He quietly looked at himself, and found that the red rì in his body had disappeared without a trace, and what appeared in place was a faint thing.

There was a faint light on the thing, but it was impossible to describe its shape.

I just feel extremely quiet and elegant.

Is it for bodhichitta?

Yi Tianxing's eyes skyrocketed, he stood up, pondered for a while, and grabbed the tail with his left fist.

After every opportunity, he would find an opportunity to replay the Tai Chi he had learned in Gaoyang County when he was a child, and the withered grass on the cāo field of the Provincial University had seen the power of his Dao heart after it was first formed.

In the small secret room, he calmed down and slowly made a set of punches.

Closing his fists, he frowned slightly, wondering, "Why hasn't there been any change?" ”

However, the faint breath of bodhichitta let him know that it must be unusual, and although it didn't seem to help the exercises, at the moment of the previous initiation, he had completely accepted the information transmitted by the Bodhisattva Puxian, and he clearly knew how this virtuous Bodhisattva of Truth had spent hundreds of years in this Tibetan plain.

Experience, knowledge, these are all necessary to increase cultivation, Yi Tianxing knows that what he has gained today will definitely be of great help to his future.

He bowed to the ground and bowed respectfully to the Bodhisattva.

"In ancient times, there was a teacher, and the Bodhisattva was my teacher.

The deep scar on the face of the Bodhisattva trembled slightly, and some pus seeped out, even so, it was still the light of the Buddha, and the Yaksha was like a cloth of compassion.

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"It's time. ”

Fuxian Bodhisattva smiled slightly and titheed to Ye Xiangsheng.

Ye Xiangseng returned the salute, with a certain joy on his face.

With this sentence, the secret room changed again. The beams creaked slightly, slowly parting, as if they were being torn apart by an invisible giant hand, revealing the blue sky above.

"I haven't seen this day in a long time. Fugen Bodhisattva stared at the sky above him with his eyes and said softly.

The beams of the house slowly parted, and in the faint light, they changed back to the appearance of leaves, and the lacquer paintings on the upper walls of the beams were slowly peeled off and turned into countless miscellaneous weeds.

In a few moments, the secret room was gone, and all of them turned into branches and grass.

And the three of them happened to sit upright between the grass.

Fuxian Bodhisattva gently stroked the grass around him and smiled: "The Buddha said that I was too persistent, so the blessing is not as good as the special." That's right, this grass is close to me, but I haven't touched it with my own hands for hundreds of years, and this obsession is indeed a trace. ”

Yi Tianxing knew that in order to avoid the pursuit of the Bodhisattva, he had been living here, even though the phantom grass and trees were his residence, but he could not see the true face of the grass and trees, and he couldn't help but be gloomy.

Fuxian Bodhisattva stretched out his withered hands, gently put them together, and whispered to the side of the grass: "Living here for five hundred years, working for dozens of generations of you, your heart is not at ease, please accept a gift." ”

He bowed his head slightly.

Outside the meadow, there were more than a dozen lamas kneeling, and some servant women, the leading lama was the Sekarma Rinpoche who only had half a tongue, and the lamas with deep temple mana jīng had all entered Beijing with the Panchen Living Buddha in this life, and those who stayed behind were all young lamas and some old and frail people.

Hearing Fuxian Bodhisattva say this, these people outside the meadow prostrated more than once.

From the moment the Tashilhunpo Monastery was built, these people served the Bodhisattva, fearing that the news of the Bodhisattva's presence would inadvertently lead to great calamity, and these lamas cut off their tongues and practiced meditation until the Bodhisattva had prepared this puzzle and summoned Yi Tianxing, and Karma Rinpoche spoke in the valley behind him.

"It is not necessary to say that it is not bitter, but it is not necessary to do austerity when the body is broken. ”

Fuxian Bodhisattva looked at these people who had been silently guarding, and there was a burst of compassion on his face: "In the future, you will no longer be subject to this oath. ”

The Bodhisattva's face shone brightly, and the broken body gradually oozed fresh blood, staining the white clothes.

The meadow was shrouded in the light of a compassionate Buddha.

A dozen people beside the grass screamed, and found that the tongue in their lips had grown again!

In addition to being surprised, these people naturally thought that the Bodhisattva had shown supernatural powers at this time, and it was obvious that they were no longer afraid of the threat of certain people.

In other words, the bodhisattva prepares to ...... Go?

The dozen or so people were sad and kowtowed to the Puxian Bodhisattva who was on the grass.

Fuxian Bodhisattva shook his head lightly and smiled: "This is a happy thing, why be sad? ”

He gently stretched out his left hand and spread it flat towards the sky.

The hand suddenly appeared wishful, and there was a slight light.

A gust of wind rose.

......

......

The three of Fuxian Bodhisattva and Yi Tianxing Ye Xiang suddenly disappeared and did not know where they went.

The lamas prostrated to the ground and chanted sutras.

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Yi Tianxing only felt that his body was light, not the kind of light work, but seemed to have lost all his material sense in an instant, and he drifted away with the wind, not knowing where to go.

After he fixed his figure, he opened his eyes and saw a white sè.

The cold wind blows in your face, and there are snow particles in between.

In the distance are mountains, all covered with snow, with occasional ridges, revealing the ghostly black rocks below.

And at this time, he was sitting on the highest snow peak among the mountains, with snow falling beside him, snow under him, snow everywhere, snow that would not melt for thousands of years.

Looking back, Fuxian Bodhisattva was chanting softly with his eyes closed, Ye Xiangsheng sat beside him, looking at the Bodhisattva with slightly reluctant eyes, and his face was slightly blue.

Ye Xiangsheng didn't wear much, and I don't know where the snow peak was here, and the cold wind was blowing strongly, and it was several times colder than that on the Tibetan plain.

Yi Tianxing knew that Ye Xiang's body couldn't resist such a low temperature at this time, so he hurriedly moved over, gently stretched out his hand and spit out a hot ray, gently wrapping his whole body.

Fuxian Bodhisattva slowly opened his eyes and asked softly:

"Yi Tianxing, what else do you want to ask?"

At this time, the bodhisattvas no longer call him good knowledge, nor do they call him good wealth, but only call him by his real name.

Yi Tianxing is not on the side, just Yi Tianxing.

This is something that the Bodhisattva has always reminded him of.

Yi Tianxing knew that the Bodhisattva was going to give up this body and reincarnate again, and for a while he thought that he had just met with this Bodhisattva, and he was about to separate, and this parting, the Bodhisattva didn't know how many lifetimes he had to cultivate to regain his memory, to regain his Bodhisattva position, and he didn't know when he would be able to meet him.

It's like parting from life and death.

Thinking of this, Yi Tianxing felt slightly sad, but knowing that this was not the time to be sad, he frowned slightly and thought about it: "What if the Bodhisattva finds Ye Xiang?"

If the Bodhisattva goes, the target of the Bodhisattva is naturally the Bodhisattva who is slowly waking up from the dream of a thousand years.

Fuxian Bodhisattva looked at Ye Xiangseng with soft eyes, and said: "Every living being has its own calamity, although the Bodhisattva claims to have taken off the wheel cycle, in fact, it is not, some calamities will naturally come when it is time to come." ”

Ye Xiangsheng smiled slightly, indicating that he understood.

Yi Tianxing thought about it again and said, "What about me, I think that the Great Trend Bodhisattva will find me one day." ”

Fuxian Bodhisattva laughed and said: "Jun is an ant, he is an elephant." ”

Yi Tianxing also smiled very happily: "It seems that the current me is not enough to make them jǐngti, this is a good thing, this is a good thing." Even if the wind and snow poured into his mouth, it could not stop his happy laughter from echoing at the top of the snowy peak.

It's really a good thing, it seems that he didn't have much fame in his previous life, and it's not necessarily a bad thing.

He asked again: "The two Bodhisattvas went down to the earth to look for the Buddha, one was scattered and fell into reincarnation, and the other was seriously injured and lived in seclusion in the Tibetan Plain. He knew that time was running out, so he hurriedly asked: "I once thought about using this to find out the root of the matter, but I traveled around the original great temples, but I didn't find a trace of Buddha xìng, this matter is too weird, please Bodhisattva for guidance, where did those arhats go? Even if the physical body is destroyed, the Buddha xìng does not die, and it cannot be brought into the underworld." ”

Fuxian Bodhisattva has been in the lower realm for a long time, and he has never used his divine sense to explore the world, so it is the first time he has heard about this, and he can't help but Qi Rong gradually rises: "I didn't expect that there are so many people who have also suffered." ”

He slowly raised his right tree-like hand, barely flexing his index finger with difficulty.

After a while, he said slowly: "It turns out that there are other characters in the world, and I can't imagine that the physical body can also become a Buddha. The corners of his lips twitched, indicating a smile: "It's just that this method is a little ......."

Suddenly stopped.

The Bodhisattva refused to say it explicitly, and Yi Tianxing naturally didn't want to ask.

"When I go back to the provincial capital, I will go and ask the master what he said to the Buddha in the orchard. Yi Tianxing knew that the time of separation was coming, and said sincerely, intending to comfort Fuxian Bodhisattva.

Fuxian Bodhisattva laughed and said: "That old monkey was born in the sky, even if the general trend of the Bodhisattva sees him, I am afraid that he will have a headache, I really have some expectations, look at the great sage to get out of the cage and re-enter the heavenly realm, what will the West Heaven Pure Land look like, but it will still be pure." ”

At this time, the Bodhisattva Fuxian, who had been forced to live in seclusion for 500 years, finally revealed a trace of resentment.

As soon as the resentment came out, the snow on the peak suddenly became bigger, and the cold air was even worse, and yīn was extremely cold like a cold abyss in the ghost world.

Fuxian Bodhisattva closed his eyes slightly and sighed: "My heart is angry and gradually falls." He shook his head again: "Sure enough, it's time to go." ”

The Bodhisattva slowly untied his white clothes, revealing his thin body—his thin and terrifying hands, his lower body twisted like broken wood, and the hideous and terrifying hole between his chest and abdomen, coupled with the bone scars all over his body, it looked very terrifying.

"Put it aside. Fuxian Bodhisattva folded his white clothes neatly with his withered hands, stroked them lightly, and then handed them to Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing took his white clothes and was silent.

Pusa**'s body sat cross-legged on the cold snow, and her body full of defects made a slight noise as it came into contact with the snow particles.

The snow did not melt at all, and it seemed that the bodhisattva's body was even colder than this snow.

"Yi Tianxing, thank you. ”

Fuxian Bodhisattva glanced at Yi Tianxing with deep meaning, and clasped his hands together.

The thin and scorched hands were clasped together in front of his chest, which was very ugly.

But Yi Tianxing felt that these hands were like plum branches in winter, trembling slightly in the wind, very beautiful, and there was a beauty that contained strength.

......

......

He gritted his teeth, knelt on his knees in the snow, kowtowed to the Bodhisattva, and muttered, "This is a great sinful karma." "The three flavors of zazen are gone, and the bodhi seed in the body shines brightly, and suddenly turns into a wheel of fire, spewing out infinite heavenly fire.

Fuxian Bodhisattva's scarred face gradually showed a sense of happiness, and his dry lips moved slightly, and he said softly: "It's not a great sin, it's a great merit." ”

Tianhuo can melt into the world, rushing out from Yi Tianxing's palms, the red pole but not the charm of red, but gradually becoming incandescent, and the face is pure and pure.

Two extremely hot blazing white flames were like two fire tornadoes towards the thin and deformed body of the Bodhisattva.

Ye Xiangsheng chanted softly, bowed his head and said nothing.

Yi Tianxing closed his eyes and couldn't bear to see it.

The flames touched the bodhisattva's body, but there was not the slightest smell of scorching coming out - the temperature of the heavenly fire was too high, and suddenly the part of the body that came into contact with the flames turned into a cloud of green smoke.

The green smoke suddenly shines.

Yi Tianxing slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the top of the snow peak was covered with a layer of Buddha light.

The light of the Buddha, there is a hidden Bodhisattva treasure image revealed.

When the Bodhisattva of Fuxian was extinguished, the treasure statue appeared, the left lotus and the right sword, and the white elephant behind him followed, ethereal shadow, and it seemed that it would go away with the wind at any time.

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The Bodhisattva statue had a solemn face, soft lips slightly opened, and said to Ye Xiangseng:

"That year, you asked me: How to deal with those in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, and despise me?"

Ye Xiang sat on the snow and said softly: "The Bodhisattva said at that time, as long as you endure him, let him, avoid him, let him, endure him, respect him, ignore him, and in a few years, you will look at him." ”

This is the Tang Zhenguan period, Shu Bodhisattva and Puxian Bodhisattva incarnated in the cold mountain, picked up the master, lived next to each other in Taizhou, this dialogue, spread widely in the world.

Fuxian Bodhisattva laughed loudly: "It's easy to save people, it's difficult to save yourself, I can endure and be able to avoid being able to be able to be able to endure, but I can't respect, now hundreds of years have passed, but I can't see how he is, you look at it for me." ”

Where the words fell, the Bodhisattva statue scattered for no reason.

On the top of this snowy peak, under this cold sky, it turned into countless points of light, gently sprinkled on this land.

The top of the empty peak was lonely.

The Bodhisattva is no longer in this world.

Only the neatly folded white clothes beside Yi Tianxing were left.

Yi Tianxing kowtowed to the empty snow peak.

"When Yu Haoge is feverish,

I saw the abyss in heaven,

Seeing nothing in all eyes,

There is no hope of salvation. ”

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The last few sentences are in Lu Xun's tomb, and Lin Yutang once called Lu Xun a white elephant.

When I wrote this, I suddenly thought of it.