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Wuxu was frightened when he met a butterfly, and immediately aroused Yaoshan and Pan Ruolian, and left the city overnight and rushed towards Kyoto. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three of them flew quickly, and in less than an hour, Kyoto was already within reach. But I saw that the sky over the whole of Kyoto was shrouded in a strange aura, as if life and death, neither life nor death. Take a closer look, there are bursts of Sanskrit sound in the trance, the Buddha's light is shining, and the Dharma Protector Vajra is hidden in all directions, all of them are extremely solemn. The Yamato Hall in the city has a new look, and countless power of faith and wish have gathered here, like clouds and seas, making it appear incomparably tall and majestic, unreachable.

"Hey, why does this Buddha hall in the city look familiar?" Yao Shan and Pan Ruolian exclaimed in a low voice, and were about to fly closer, but were stopped by Wuxu.

"I didn't expect that Guru Padmasambhava would actually cover the entire Kyoto with the Mandala Dharma Realm!" Wuxu sighed. The Yamato Palace, what is the Yamato Palace, it is clearly the mandala Dharma Realm that Guru Padmasambhava took away from the place of enlightenment, and he is now taking it for his own use, with great magical powers, using the magic of the bronze coffin, the mandala Dharma Realm is manifested outside, enveloping Kyoto, and even refining Kyoto into the Mandala Dharma Realm!

Yao Shan and Pan Ruolian, although they have been in Haiyinluo, they have been affected by the aura of the Enlightenment Void Dharma Realm Dojo for a long time, so they feel a little familiar, but they have not seen the danger in it.

Wuxu pondered for a moment, and then recited to the Yamato Hall in Kyoto City, "The cycle of cause and effect is difficult for my generation to determine. The appearance of the Dharma realm is the appearance. ”

Suddenly, there was a sigh in the Yamato Palace, and then two golden lights flew in, turning into two King Kongs, holding swords, and looking at each other angrily,

"The Living Buddha is using great compassion and great mana to transform all beings here, how dare you disturb?!"

"Wuxu, the thought is the same door, retreat quickly!"

Wuxu saluted slightly, took Yaoshan and Pan Ruolian, and left.

The two men, who also seemed to have received orders, did not chase after them, and their figures flashed and flew back again.

All the way west to Nagasaki. Wuxu took Yaoshan and Pan Ruolian, flew down the ground, walked on foot, and entered the Cuixiang Residence. At this moment, Cuixiangju is still lively, but Meng Ze and the others have long since disappeared, and the person in charge has been replaced by the people of the Divine Palace, and the person at the head is Xiaomeizi. It's a pity that Wuxu covered her breath and face, Wuxu recognized her, but she didn't recognize Wuxu.

The three of them passed by Xiaomeizi and went upstairs to find a secluded location. Yao Shan ordered a few servings of vegetarian food and fragrant tea, and the three of them chatted while eating.

"I know you have questions. Wuxu said slowly while drinking tea, "But this matter has a lot to do, it's not that I'm blindly compromised." ”

Since leaving Kyoto, along the way, Yao Shan and Pan Ruolian were quite puzzled, and they wanted to speak many times. Seeing that Wuxu took the initiative to mention it, Na Yaoshan pondered for a moment and asked, "The Buddha light in Kyoto City is shining, and there seems to be a Buddhist master sitting in the town, but from east to west, all the way I saw, there are quite a lot of ghosts and ghosts, and there are resentments. Dare to ask the Bodhisattva, where did this master of Kyoto Buddhism come from, and even the Bodhisattva seems to be quite jealous and dare not ask?"

Wuxu waved his hand, with a straight face, "Remember, the little monk Wuxu is not the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva." Yao Shan and Pan Ruolian immediately clasped their palms together and bowed their heads silently.

"As for the Buddhist masters in Kyoto, they really have a great background. Wuxu didn't care whether the two of them really listened or not, so he just continued the conversation and said leisurely. Yao Shan and Pan Ruolian immediately raised their heads and were about to ask questions. But he heard a person at the table next to him, and chuckled, "You don't even know about the Immortal Bodhisattva!"

This person was already drunk and his face was red, but there was no anger in his body, but there was a trace of death lingering, even if the smell of alcohol in his body could not be hidden. There were a few people sitting next to him, both alive and dead, and they all laughed when they heard his words, and then as if they had suddenly woken up, they all stood up, and put their palms together in the direction of Kyoto, chanting words. Suddenly, on the entire top floor, almost all the diners, as if they had been under a spell, all put down their chopsticks and wine glasses, swallowed the food in their mouths, stood up in unison, faced Kyoto, and chanted "Great Compassion and Great Liberation Bodhisattva". Even those men who served tea and wine also stopped, standing in place, their lips moving slightly, as if they were chanting silently.

After these people "finished the ceremony", they all glanced at the three of them, and then they each returned to their original ways and continued to eat, drink and laugh.

The Bodhisattva of Great Compassion and Great Liberation and the Bodhisattva of Lifeless Enlightenment sighed, "If a Bodhisattva has the appearance of self, the appearance of people, the appearance of sentient beings, and the appearance of a long-lived being, he is not a Bodhisattva. “

Suddenly, the upstairs was quiet again! The diners, including the fellows, all looked at Wuxu in surprise. Some of them are holding wine glasses, some are nibbling on chicken legs, and some are pouring wine slightly flatteringly.

。。。。。。 But they were all frozen at once, but those eyes were all looking at Wuxu. Shocked, angry, dazed, in a daze。。。。。。

Suddenly, a wine glass flew up and smashed head-on towards Wuxu. Immediately after, a curse sounded, and immediately after, many more objects smashed towards the three of them. The diners at the next table who made fun of Yao Shan and Pan Ruolian brought a table of people and raised their fists。。。。。。 Wuxu took Yaoshan and Pan Ruolian and walked slowly downstairs, and there was a mess behind him, and several people fell to the ground.

The movement upstairs has already alarmed everyone below, and even in Cuixiang's residence. When someone rushed out, stood at the top of the stairs, and shouted loudly towards the backs of the three Wuxu people, "Don't go the demon who blasphemed the Bodhisattva!" The singing and dancing paused, and the sound of drinking and guessing fists also stopped abruptly, and the entire Cuixiangju fell into an instant silence; Among them, there were even some monks, armed with swords and other things, flying up and babbling and slashing at them.

"Amitabha!" Wu Xuan clasped his palms together, and was about to make a move. But I saw Xiao Meizi flying from afar, holding a lotus seal in her hand, reciting a six-character mantra, and the jade pendant of the Buddha statue on her chest flashed with pure pale yellow Buddha light, blocking those angry people, those monks, and all of them.

Xiao Meizi is quite authoritative here, and as soon as she appeared, almost all eyes fell on her, and Cuixiangju instantly fell silent again. She glanced at the three of them before she opened her mouth and asked softly, "Where did you come from, why did you desecrate the Great Bodhisattva?"

Wuxu calmly replied, "'If a bodhisattva has the appearance of me, people, sentient beings, and longevity, he is not a bodhisattva. The little monk just recited a Diamond Sutra. “

"Bold!" was immediately shouted angrily.

Xiao Meizi raised her hand slightly, stopped the insulting sound that was about to start, and looked at the three of Wuxu carefully, "Since you call yourself a disciple of Buddhism, why didn't you cut your hair and receive ordination?"

Wuxu couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he was indeed dressed as a Confucian at the moment. Yao Shan next to him, dressed as a monk, when he heard this, he stepped forward, clasped his hands together at Xiao Meizi and said, "We have always practiced on Peach Blossom Island, and the ordination is not in the hair but in the heart. ”

"Peach Blossom Island?" Xiao Meizi raised her eyebrows and immediately asked, "But the Peach Blossom Island near Zhoushan?"

Yao Shan was startled, turned his head slightly, sighed secretly, and recited, "If there is any injustice, burn incense and worship it silently." To tell you the truth, we came from Peach Blossom Island near Nazhou Mountain. ”

Xiao Meizi stared deeply at the three of Wuxu, and after a while, her hands were clasped together, and her long sleeves raised a blue cloud, "It turned out to be a disciple of Master Wuxu." Then he turned around and said in a loud voice, "It's just a misunderstanding, let's all disperse." “

On a lonely small building, the three of them sat on the couch, silently opposite Xiaomeizi. Xiaomeizi, who drank everyone away, led the three of them here, and didn't say a word during the process. When the maidservant sent the fragrant tea and retreated one by one, Xiaomeizi raised her glass and signaled, and the four of them drank it all in the dark incense.

"If there is any injustice, burn incense and worship it silently. Xiao Meizi, her lips opened lightly, and she recited the sentence that Fang Cai had recited in a low voice, and Fang Cai slowly put down the teacup in her hand as if she was still unfinished.

These two sentences are the words engraved by Wuxu on the pedestal of the stone statue when he was messing around on Peach Blossom Island that day and erecting his stone statue. Later, Wuxu's state of mind changed, and the stone statue turned into a pile of rubble, which is another story. But when the stone statue was located that day, Wuxu had fought with the people of the East China Sea, and was seen by the third prince of the Dragon King at that time, that is, Shen Changqi. Shicai Xiaomeizi's expression changed when she heard about Peach Blossom Island, and she immediately asked, and Wuxu vaguely guessed the reason, but Wuxu didn't want to be contaminated with cause and effect, so when he answered, he said these two sentences vaguely. But who knows, such a cold allusion, Xiaomeizi also knows.

The reason why Xiaomiko knows these two sentences is because she heard them from Miyukiko, the current master of Jingu. And Miyukiko, the reason why she mentioned these things to her was because she later knew that Xiaomeiko had been saved by Wuxu.

The cause and effect in this, speaking of which, is really emotional.

Wu sighed in his heart, but he didn't want to show his identity. First, the past has passed, and he saved Xiaomeizi at the beginning, all by his original intention; second, Xiaomeizi seems to be a high-level person in the Divine Palace, and now the Divine Palace has fully fallen to Guru Padmasambhava, Wuxu vaguely disagrees with Guru Padmasambhava's approach, but he can't be convinced, let alone can't be defeated. Therefore, I don't want to be contaminated with any cause and effect, so I don't recognize each other.

At this moment, after listening to Xiao Meizi's recitation, Wu Xuan couldn't help but express something, so he said to him, "Amitabha, I was unhappy at the beginning, and I worshiped silently at the stone statue on the top of the mountain. ”

At this moment, Wuxu, Yaoshan, and Pan Ruolian have covered their breath, and their external cultivation is mediocre, especially Wuxu looks like it, but it is only a second layer of mortal dust. When Xiaomeizi heard Wuxu's words, her eyes couldn't help but show a look of disappointment. While pouring tea for the three of Wuxu, she said eloquently, "If you can recite the six-character Daming mantra, you are a member of my Buddhist sect." There is no high or low level in Buddhism, but it is just convenient. ”

Wuxu nodded and replied, "What the seniors said is extremely true. It's a pity that our qualifications are limited, and we have never been taught by Wuxu himself from beginning to end, and when I think about it, I am really ashamed. ”

Xiao Meizi, holding the small round teacup, rubbing her two fingers lightly on it, her eyes staring at a certain place on the coffee table, and said slowly, "Master Wuxu is elusive, the game is dusty, fate has not yet arrived, you don't have to care too much." With that, he raised his head and clapped his hands lightly, and immediately several maidservants came upstairs. Xiao Meizi got up, "Master Wuxu has been kind to me, you don't have to worry about the matter of Fang Cai, and you can rest here for one night." With that, he left the couch with his feet and floated away.

Looking at Xiao Meizi's back fluttering and dissolving into the night, Pan Ruolian raised her hand to lay a soundproof barrier and sneered, "I didn't expect this person to be so snobbish." Wuxu waved his hand, "I can't blame her either." What's more, she has already taken action to relieve our difficulties and stay overnight. In this eventful autumn, what more could we ask for? Don't be angry. Now that the sky is about to be white, I will wait and rest for a while, and then set off on the road. The three of them said nothing, and sat cross-legged.

Xiaomeizi, when she returned to her residence, also meditated cross-legged, and after a while, she got up again. After practicing Buddhism, her temperament became more cold and withdrawn, and the place where she lived was also far away from the hustle and bustle.

"Somehow, I've been restless lately, and even more so tonight. Miko thought to herself and paced to the bookcase. Most of the bookcases were Buddhist scriptures, which she had read several times, and some of them could even be memorized backwards. With a slight slide of her fingers, she stopped at a thin volume of scriptures, and Miko gently pulled it out, turning it to the middle page.

"If a bodhisattva has the appearance of self, the appearance of people, the appearance of sentient beings, and the appearance of the long-lived, he is not a bodhisattva. ”

Xiao Meizi read it softly a few times, thoughtfully, and then thought of the three strange-looking Buddhist monks who claimed to be from Peach Blossom Island tonight. These three people, their cultivation is low, but the breath of Buddhism is true, but they are just a practice secretly taught by Master Wuxu, and they have not even seen the face of Master Wuxu, strictly speaking, they are not the disciples of Master Wuxu, let alone be able to find Master Wuxu through them.

Xiao Meizi, sighed, put this diamond scroll back in its place, her eyes moved slightly, and landed on a scroll of red animal skin framed scriptures, her fingers on the top of the back of the book, motionless, under her fingers, a column of six characters, simple and vigorous, on the back of the book with a faint golden luster. This sutra has a powerful tantric method, but without the empowerment of the Guru, it cannot be practiced. If you want to be empowered by the guru, you have to enter the Yamato Hall in Kyoto!

Kyoto Yamato Hall! Xiao Meizi's heart was suddenly startled, her fingers retracted violently as if they had touched a poisonous snake! She will never forget that night, in the dilapidated Kyoto Yamato Hall, she sat beside Dorjee in a daze, and Dorjee was discussing with a senior monk of Haiku Temple how to search for the Ghost Dao True Spirit Monk who had seized the bronze coffin and scourged Dongying Fuso, but unexpectedly, the Ghost Dao True Spirit Monk suddenly appeared in the heavily guarded Yamato Hall. He seemed to come from the netherworld, and the ubiquitous warm Buddha light was instantly engulfed by the boundless darkness. Miko was terrified, and the breath of death had never been stronger and closer. Immediately afterwards, Dorjee and others made a move and sacrificed the golden Buddha light. But the two golden Buddha rays that Dorjee sacrificed did not hit the ghost Dao True Spirit Great Monk, but instead hit the back of the high-ranking monks in Haiku Temple in front.

Xiao Meizi saw with her own eyes that those high-ranking monks of Haiqu Temple, including some other Buddhist disciples, were all involuntarily flown into a door, and there were three big characters on the door, "Reincarnation Hall". At the end, Dorjee looked at himself with a compassionate expression, and raised his palms to the top of his head. At that time, Xiaomeizi, unable to speak, unable to move, only to be killed, but the ghost path true spirit monk, he turned into a statue of a bodhisattva with a solemn appearance, and said, "This woman is a person who is destined", stopped Dorjee's killer, and hit a golden light into his body. Xiaomeizi immediately fainted, and when she woke up, the Yamato Hall had been completely renewed, and Ba Sipa, Master Yuanfa, and Dorjee and others respected Master Wusheng as a living Buddha. And the events of that night, as if no one mentioned it, seems to be quite taboo; but vaguely, some people said that those high monks of Haiku Temple secretly took refuge in the demon clan, and took advantage of the time when the master of the Eight Sipa and Yuan Fa went out to negotiate with the demon clan, Confucianism, and the Taoist true spirit monks, and suddenly made a difficulty, and as a result, the lifeless Buddha who appeared at the right time, united with Dorjee and others, all suppressed, and those who died died and fled.

That golden light is the empowerment, Xiao Meizi, who has since cultivated the Lotus Treasure Vase Secret Method, and her cultivation has not only recovered as before, but also skyrocketed to the seventh layer of mortal dust in just a few days. But Xiao Meizi has been under the remote control of the ghost path true spirit monk since then, that is, now known as the "great bodhisattva of great compassion and great liberation". Xiaomeizi, there is a feeling that as long as she is not willing to live, she can know what she thinks at any time, and she can make herself survive at any time, or she will be wiped out. By analogy, Xiaomiko can conclude that the palace master of the Divine Palace, who takes care of herself a lot, is now mostly in the same situation as herself.

This great bodhisattva of great compassion and great liberation from lifelessness is indeed powerful, and with great supernatural powers and great mana, it is necessary to emphasize cause and effect, punish evil and promote good, and recreate reincarnation! Under the light of the Buddha, there can be no bullying of men and women, no prostitution, no gambling, no equality of all beings, no royal family, no nobles, no samurai, no Eastern Fusang, no disturbance of Middle Earth and Westerners。。。。。。。

But Xiaomeizi, who experienced the bloody conspiracy of the first night, and as a cultivator, was forcibly empowered, and her life and death were hidden in the hands of outsiders, she was always uneasy and always felt that something was wrong. Yes, she hopes very much that she will meet Wuxu again. She really wanted to ask Wuxu whether she should continue to practice the Lotus Vase Tantra, and whether she should respectfully respect the great bodhisattva of great compassion and liberation as the canons of the Lama on the snowy plateau said?。。。。。。

The red sun loomed in the distance, and the night faded away. Xiaomeiko, who had been standing for a long time, woke up like a dream and sighed. With a wry smile on her face, she flicked her fingers and sent the red-skinned scripture to its place.

At this moment, another group of uninvited guests came to Cuixiangju. There were several of them in a group, looking embarrassed, and there were internal injuries hidden between gasps. The porter, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a quick knock on the door, and opened the door scoldingly, but was suddenly stunned. Those few people, looking at the posture, are all monks, and they are all angry and angry, as if they will cast spells to kill if they disagree.

"Is Shopkeeper Meng there?" one of the women, motioning to her companion to suppress her anger, asked in a deep voice.

"Shopkeeper Meng?!" The porter polished his sleepy eyes and said with a wry smile, "Shopkeeper Meng, leave early." Now this emerald fragrance residence is under the control of the Divine Palace. “

The woman was slightly stunned, turned around and made quick eye contact with her companion, then took out a yellow gold nugget and said to the porter, "No matter who is in charge of this place, I will stay overnight." “

"You guys are running very fast!" A crisp voice came from a distance, and then, a young girl flew down in front of the gate of Cuixiangju, and said with a smile to the middle-aged woman and the others, "Zhang Cuilu, He Qifeng, I have a relationship with Wuxu's peers, I was born and died, I am proud of the East China Sea, and I have saved your lives several times, so I want you to be called uncle, what's wrong?

The group seemed to be quite helpless and jealous of this young girl, and they all laughed, even the middle-aged woman who was the leader, and only recited a Buddha name with her palms together, but was speechless.

"Cuixiangju?" the young girl looked up, "Yes! Back then, I traveled with your master Wuxu and took you to the East China Sea to Fusang, and the first stop was here. This young girl, while tilting her head, held her hands on the other, and was stabbed, with a look of invigorating the past and chasing the present.

Xiao Meizi flew out, and said one by one to the young woman and the group of people with embarrassed expressions, "It turned out to be Miss Ruoyue, you are all from the same door, please come in, and let Xiao Meizi do a little bit of the friendship of the landlord." ”

"It turned out to be you!" the young girl clapped her hands and smiled, "I didn't expect that Cuixiangju is now Xiaomeizi, and you have the final say." With that, he stepped forward, grabbed Xiaomeiko's arm, and chattered about the old while following Xiaomeizi inside, seemingly forgetting that there were several teachers and nephews behind him.

Wuxu, looking at this scene, couldn't help but be angry and laugh. He could see at a glance that Zhang Cuilu, He Qifeng and others had fallen into a certain mark of Zhang Ruoyue, if the mark was not removed, even if they went to the ends of the earth, they would not be able to escape its surveillance. Even if you have saved their lives several times, can you be the uncle of my Buddhist disciples as a disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect?

Wuxu got up, took Yaoshan and Pan Ruolian, and went down the small building.

The heart is attached to the old people's Cui Xiang Residence, but reciting scriptures is also boring.

Xiaolou arrived overnight until dawn, and laughed at the fate of the world.

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