The remnant sun is crimson, and the blood stains three thousand miles.

After another three months, Mahiro sat on the futon as usual, reciting scriptures.

The sound of the wooden fish echoed, but the host of Zhenhong couldn't calm down for some reason, frowning.

The sound of the wooden fish gradually became urgent, and when he heard a 'click', he landed on the stone slab, but the host of Zhenhong disappeared.

Half a moment later, I saw the presiding officer of Zhantan Temple holding a robe dyed with gold blood, flying from the east of Zhantan Temple, staring at the robe tightly, his eyes surging like water.

"Oh my God! That's a blood-stained robe! "There are monks in Zhantan Temple who are sad.

"The robe is stained with blood, which Buddha is in distress?" Some monks were surprised.

"Why do you only see the robe, but not the return of the Buddha? Could it be ......" Some monks stopped talking, didn't dare to think about it anymore, and kept chanting the Buddha of Zhantan Merit.

The host of Zhantan Temple waved his hand to welcome the blood-stained robe, held it in his hand, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Zhenhong presided over the blood-stained robe, and a bone was wrapped in the robe, and his eyes were sad.

"I will not let you go that day...... Why can't you listen to my brother? ”

Zhenhong presided over the recognition that it was Zhenru monk's robe, Ye Cang also recognized it, shaved for Ye Cang, taught Buddhism for Ye Cang, and wrote scriptures for Ye Cang, how could he not recognize it.

"Zen master, you said that you would send me out of the West." Ye Cang looked at the direction of the stone hall, and was grief-stricken for a while, tears flowed out at once, and it was difficult to suppress it.

He is really like a Zen master who grew up with stone stalactites one bite at a time, how can it not hurt.

"Really like a junior brother?!"

"It's like you're dead? No way! "There is a Buddha in the world roaring, like a bronze bell, rushing into the main hall.

There are Buddhas in the world who came out of the customs, looking at the scene in front of them and couldn't believe it, they are really like the peers of Zen masters, and they have known each other for tens of thousands of years.

"It's a true robe...... "The Buddha looked at the robe and said sadly.

"Even if he dies, he must bring his Buddha body back."

There is a Buddha in the world who speaks, and does not want to let his remains wander outside, so he should return to Buddha Mountain, use his magical powers to deduce the fall of the true Zen master, and want to find the Buddha body of the true Zen master.

Suddenly, the Buddha of the current world spat out a large mouthful of golden blood, and received a huge backlash, and the hand of the deduction actually had a slight crack, as if it was about to crack.

The Buddhas hurriedly supported him, and at the moment of deduction, he was counterattacked, and the Buddha's light immediately rose around him, and it took a long time to suppress the backlash.

The Buddha who was coughing up blood couldn't believe it and said, "Where did you go?" ”

Everyone looked at Host Zhenhong, but Host Zhenhong also shook his head sadly: "He was afraid that I would stop him, so he didn't tell me." ”

......

"Bell!"

The ancient bell rings, because it is really like the death of the Zen master and rings the bell of the dead, ringing through the Zhantan Temple, this bell will only ring when the Buddha falls.

The lamentation of Zhantan Temple lasted for a long time, and then the sound of chanting came out, which was the "Sutra of Death" recited for the true Zen master.

Ye Cang returned to the stone room, sat at the stone table, knocked on the wooden fish, and sang the "Sutra of the Past Life".

Three days later, eleven old monks stood at the foot of Wu Buddha Mountain, reciting ancient scriptures, but also with sorrow, originally his generation, there were twenty-four people alive, and twelve of them fell into a deep sleep.

After them, there were many monks who came spontaneously, and Ye Cang was also among them.

The monk broke the three thousand troubles, but not the seven emotions and six desires, the monk tasted the suffering of all beings, so the monk will also suffer.

It was an old monk of the same generation as the Zen master of Zhenru, who passed away and sent the Zen master Zhenru on his last journey and recited the death for him.

Ye Cang stood at the foot of Wufo Mountain, sending the truth like the last way of the Zen master, looking at the broken robe hanging in the air, his heart was like a knife.

Under the Buddha Mountain, the sound of chanting sounded, and the "Sutra of Passing Away" turned into a model text, and the Sanskrit text did not enter the Buddha Mountain, and a secret power came from the Buddha Mountain, and the robe stained with gold and blood was brought up.

Ye Cang looked at the broken robe that flew towards Wufo Mountain, and watched it leave, "Zen master go well." ”

The robe rises, farther and farther away, but at the same time, from the top of the robe, the appearance of the real Zen master is condensed by the light of the Buddha!

Wu Buddha Mountain is too bizarre, Ye Cang can't tell whether it is really like a Zen master chanting Buddha all year round, leaving the Buddha shadow on the robe, or really reappearing in an instant.

The golden light is shining, the figure of the Zen master is becoming more and more condensed, more and more vast, he is looking at this piece of heaven and earth, as if he is reluctant, but he does not speak, just stares into the distance.

After a long time, he spoke to the twenty-three Buddhas at the foot of the mountain: "Senior brothers, don't go looking for poor monks. ”

Then he looked at Ye Cang and said, "Go ahead......"

This is what the Zen master said to Ye Cang, the corners of Ye Cang's eyes suddenly became sour, it was the Zen master Zhenru told Ye Cang that he could go to the Jixia School Palace.

Even if he left, he was really like a Zen master, but he was still at ease, worried about Ye Cang.

Ye Cang burst into tears, and called his name sadly: "It's really like a Zen master......"

Ye Cang looked at the figure, but he was still speechless, with tears in the corners of his eyes, the master, the blind grandfather, the real Zen master... What he knew and what he cherished, all left one after another.

The monk sat cross-legged on the ground, knocked on the wooden fish, recited the "Sutra of Death", and sent the truth like the last section of the Zen master's road, on the Buddha Mountain, the golden light surged, and the rich Buddha light turned into a rolling golden river in the sky, covering the sky.

Ye Cang recognized that it was the living soul power that had accumulated for countless years, and he also had it on him, which came from the small oasis of the westerners, but compared with the wish power above the Buddha Mountain, it was like a drop of water and the four seas.

The Golden River is overwhelming, and on the Golden River of Yuanli, there is a more brilliant ancient palace!

The light of the Buddha above the ancient hall is even stronger, and the pillars overflowing with golden light are engraved with dragons and phoenixes! There are rare birds and beasts that are bubbling with rich Buddha light.

But the ancient hall does not belong to this era, the source is even more ancient, and the ancient words on it Ye Cang do not recognize, but there is a voice telling Ye Cang, it is called Da Lei Yin Temple!

"Ancient Buddhism?"

Da Lei Yin Temple, like in the connection with the passing of the true Zen master, the golden light turned into a bridge, the true Zen master to lead, the Buddha light will be true like the Zen master shrouded, as if to cut off the true Zen master cause and effect.

It is really like a Zen master stepping upwards step by step, and the illusory figure becomes solid, as if it is reproduced!

"Roar!"

Just when Ye Cang thought that it was the Western Elysium in the Buddhist scriptures, there was a deafening Buddha sound from the bottom of the mountain, which made Ye Cang's qi and blood churn, his heart beating wildly, and making a loud bang.

It is the roar of the lion of Buddhism, which is the magic power created by the nine ancient lions of the Buddha's view of the world, and its divine power is difficult to match!

That supernatural power is towards the true Zen master, but the huge sound caused Ye Cang's heart to vibrate, as if it was about to jump out, if it was mixed with a trace of Buddha's will, it could shatter Ye Cang's heart!

"Boom! Boom! The little novice beside Ye Cang was also similar to Ye Cang, both of them covered their ears tightly, their blood was surging, and it was irresistible.

"Brother, stop!"

It was the voice of Zhenhong, but the lion's roar was blocked by Jinhe, and the Buddha's will was wished to be Jinhe, which did not stop the footsteps of Zhenru Zen Master.

"Senior brother!" Zhenhong presided over the yelling, and his voice blessed the secret power, but it still didn't help.

Many Buddhas appeared on the Lijin River, chanting scriptures, resounding throughout the Buddha Mountain! It looks sacred.

The light of the Buddha emerges, turning into a divine bridge, and the incomparably holy and sacred will be really like a Zen master.

It's just that Zhenru Zen Master, who was still talking to Ye Cang with consciousness, couldn't hear all the voices at this time, and was unmoved by the shouts and dissuasions hosted by Zhenhong.

Countless Buddhas, standing there, like towering mountains, are of the same origin, the same Buddha, Ye Cang can't figure out, why Zhenhong is so resistant, as if he has seen the weirdest thing!

Zhenhong presided over the sky, and his vast momentum lifted thousands of miles of yellow sand, and the other monks pulled him back.

"Host! Come back! ”

Those monks immediately rose to the sky, wanting to pull the Zhenhong host back, Ye Cang was surprised, it was the same origin of Buddhism, why the Zhenhong host saw it as if it was unknown.

Why so resistant? Isn't that a holy mountain? Is the ancient Buddhism a Taoist system? ”