Chapter 684: The Dust of the World
Boom β
As if thunder was walking through the sky, the divine power of Kongtong, the supreme Buddha light, and the righteous path of Qiankun were all mixed together in the next moment, and the seal smashed the power of the five heavenly emperors to break through the Dharma, and the flesh bun the size of a human head was instantly flattened.
"Daring mortal!"
In the golden light of the mask, Rulai's voice contained anger, and the huge body became blurred in a moment, and the Buddha palm that was waved before turned halfway and grabbed it towards the top of his head, and above the Buddha's head, Lu Liangsheng kicked the wisdom bead in Rulai's forehead, and also turned around suddenly, pinched the seal in his hand, and rushed over according to the giant palm that he caught.
Leng Che's killing intent has never been so clear, the whole body directly drilled into the Buddha's palm, and the moment the five fingers were bent and closed, the seal smashed fiercely on one of the fingers like a brick.
Burst!
Rumble!
Lu Liangsheng's body sturdily slammed into the Buddha's palm and flew out, and almost at the same time, among the five fingers of the Buddha's palm, the index finger was crooked, like a cross-sectional mountain peak tilting and tumbling and falling down.
"Lu Liangsheng!!"
The monkey's voice was screaming, and the whistling golden hoop rod swept away the back of Rulai's head, and his body fell to his shoulder, and he rushed over quickly, catching the upside-down figure, turning around and rushing down.
However, in a moment, the huge figure of the Buddha 'clicked' with a cracking sound, and the monkey cloak that fell to the ground swept over himself and the scholar he was holding, and the next moment, a huge white light burst out from the crack of the Dharma phase, pushing away the heavens and the earth.
Soon, the huge Buddha statue turned into specks of light, dragging the remnants of the Buddha's qi down, and then disappeared into the air, the white light that filled the field of vision gradually faded, and the day inspired by the candle dragon also dissipated.
Darkness poured in from all directions like a tidal wave, enveloping a man and a monkey on the dirt road here, Sun Wukong hung down the skin eroded and tattered by the white light, sat on the ground, looked at the fainting scholar, and looked at the night sky where the Buddha's Dharma had existed before? Shoulders shaking? Grunted a few times, and slowly raised his furry hand to cover his face? The chuckle suddenly turned into rampant laughter.
"Huh...... Hmph, haha...... Hahaha!!"
Hysteria like a beast? Sun Wukong clenched the stick and propped it up, laughing arrogantly? The figure gradually dissolves into nothingness, until it disappears and turns into a hairless hair and slowly floats down? fell into the hands of Lu Liangsheng.
The monkey's laughter still echoes in the darkness? Frightened by the night birds, when the night passes, the east is white, and it is a new day? Early morning dew dripping down the tips of the leaves? Bugs crawling through the mud were knocked to the ground by falling droplets, and their feet struggled and kicked.
The crisp chirping of birds chirped through the woods, and the morning breeze carried the smell of earth into the window lattice, blowing away the bed opposite.
"Rulaiβ"
Suddenly a loud cry resounded in the room, and Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes? Swoop and sit up from the bed.
A few beads of sweat running down his forehead and down his cheeks? Hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed, and his eyes swept around? Is it a room in the temple courtyard where I lived before, a shabby small table? A crooked stool? And a small shrine? In the notched incense burner, the incense has long been burned.
"Is it a dream?"
Lu Liangsheng stood on the ground, his feet were a little weak, he almost fell, he held on to the head of the bed and stood for a moment, and he also saw the unicorn and moon swords neatly stacked on the small table, there were no bookshelves, and the toad Daoist was lazily basking in the sun there.
"It's not a dream. β
The slight murmur suddenly stopped, the curtain hanging at the door suddenly opened, and the old monk in an apricot yellow monk's robe came in with a medicine bowl, and saw the scholar standing there with a vigilant appearance, and smiled and erected the head: "It seems that Lord Lu Shi woke up faster than the poor monk thought, and this bowl of soup medicine should be drunk, and it can repair the injuries in the body." β
The old monk came, put the medicine bowl on the table, turned to face the shrine hanging on the wall, bowed down, and recited the scriptures.
On the side, Lu Liangsheng looked at the hot soup on the table, and turned to the monk's back in confusion, since the other party can save himself, there is obviously no malice, but last night......
Immediately, he raised his hands and arched his hands towards the old monk: "Master Faxian, dare to ask why you are saved? You are not ......."
"Amitabha!"
Fa Xian, who was chanting the sutra over there, straightened up, shouted the Buddha's name, and folded his hands in front of his chest and bowed his head slightly towards Lu Liangsheng.
"Lord Lu Shi, he can become the Great Sui National Teacher at a young age, it is really extraordinary, last night a fight, so that the poor monk Buddha Hall was completely destroyed, so he can only move to the middle and chant to this shrine to worship the Buddha. β
Lu Liangsheng frowned and looked at the shrine behind the old monk.
"I'm asking you, what happened yesterday, Master Fa Xian is not what he is now. β
The meaning of the words, how did the old monk Fa Xian not understand, he just smiled, stretched out his hand and invited the scholar to sit down at the table: "The Buddha is the Buddha, and the poor monk is the poor monk." β
"Then I broke your Buddha's bead head yesterday, you avenged him, and saved me, not afraid of being swept away by your Buddha?"
"A poor monk is just a poor monk. β
Fa Xian smiled and gently pushed the pill in front of him: "Where are the monks who have so many blood hatreds, saving one person is good, saving a worm is also good, practicing Buddha and meditation, seeing everything is a Buddha, a flower and a grass are Buddha, the stone sunk in the mud may also be a Buddha, and the tree standing in the courtyard outside is also a Buddha, Lu Shizhu may not be a Buddha in a poor monk, so why stick to the things in the temple." β
"Being taught, but there are many similarities with enlightenment. β
"There are thousands of laws, and different paths lead to the same end. β
Looking at the old monk in front of him, he didn't seem to care, but now Lu Liangsheng had a good impression of this monk, picked up the bowl of soup medicine, blew the floating medicine residue on it, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, feeling the warm soup flowing through his stomach, and comfortably put the bowl on the table.
"Master, did you use your body to come to the world last night?"
"Don't say it explicitly. The old monk shook his head, got up and walked to the window lattice to look at the messy courtyard outside, "Since you have escaped into the empty door, the things of the world, the things of the gods and Buddhas, the poor monks don't want to ask more, Lord Lu, the future is bumpy, you should be encouraged." β
Lu Liangsheng clenched his fists and arched his hand: "I know below." β
Looking at the courtyard outside with the old monk's sight, he remembered that the master and the scholar left first last night, and they didn't know how to go first, so they hurriedly said goodbye to Monk Faxian and walked all the way outside.
"Master Buddhism is profound, it's better to go back to the Central Plains, it's better to make a temple at will than here......"
The old monk who sent him out shook his head with a smile, rejected the scholar's kindness, and looked at this landscape, "Cultivation is not where you are, but in it, whether it is a broken room, or a splendid and majestic hall, it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain, and a coarse tea and light meal, Lord Lu, please." β
Hearing these words, Lu Liangsheng didn't say any more, dressed in a unicorn and hanging a moon sword from his waist, walked to the road ahead, turned to the old monk standing in the road, and arched his hand: "Farewell!"
"The donor walks slowly. β
The sun shone all over the mountains and forests, Lu Liangsheng walked through the light spots in the forest, walked into the distance and turned around to say goodbye to the farewell monk, but unfortunately the old monk hugged the broken wood that was scattered on the ground and repaired the temple.
Lu Liangsheng smiled, looking for the route that Wang Feng and the others took yesterday, less than two miles, feeling a familiar atmosphere, under a big tree, four scholars squatted on the ground and held branches to write and draw, as if they had written something wrong, and for a moment, the four of them pushed and scuffled together.
On the side, the toad Daoren squinted and lay on the small recliner on her side, stretching out her webs from time to time to pat the head of the mermaid next to her, urging her to quickly swing her tail and fan the wind.
Squeak ~~ Squeak squeak ~~~
The cicada chirped annoyingly, the old donkey next to the creeping stone shook his long ears, heard the footsteps of stepping on the fallen leaves, opened his eyes, and saw a black figure walking through the skylight, excitedly propping up his hooves, flicking his tongue and running over, shaking the bookshelf on his back, and jumping around Lu Liangsheng's Sahuan.
Ahh
The cheerful donkey's neighing echoed in the sun and in the foothills for a long time.