Chapter 188: Dare to Ask If There Are Immortals in the World (Part II)
Jizo Bodhisattva, legend has it that Zhongli once made a grand wish that "hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha", so he lived in the underworld and devoted himself to practice, and also in order to transform the evil people in the underworld, so that he could concentrate on good.
He can be regarded as the most famous extremely Buddhist Bodhisattva, and whether it is Guanyin Bodhisattva or Amitabha Buddha and other famous Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, they have never appeared in the Four Directions Realm, but Tang Qian is now the incarnation of the real Jizo Bodhisattva.
Just standing in front of him, Tang Qian saw an endless sea of flowers behind him, all of them were lotus flowers, lotus flowers are legends of Buddhism in many legends, and such a sea of flowers, Tang Qian really confirmed that this was a Buddhist Bodhisattva.
It's like listening to a storytelling opera and suddenly seeing the characters in that story on the side of the street. When in an era when the strongest person between heaven and earth is a monk, in an era where he has never seen the so-called immortals, what will Tang Qian say after seeing the Jizo Bodhisattva?
"I'm really curious about what the hell I'm crazy about. Tang Qian said seriously.
One hundred and twenty-three blinked her eyes, she couldn't figure out what was in Tang Qian's brain, she didn't dare to slack off, and bowed: "I've seen the Bodhisattva." ”
Tang Qian still didn't give up: "Why don't you ask the Bodhisattva to tell me the story of that madness?"
Jizo Bodhisattva was not angry, and even smiled: "You seem to know my temper very well. ”
Jizo Bodhisattva is a bodhisattva with great benevolence, righteousness, courage and kindness, and to put it simply, he has a very good temper.
The lifelong monk chatted with Tang Qian, telling nothing more than the stories of various Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.
"So I'll just say what you want to know. Tang Qian did not continue to make trouble unreasonably.
Just because Jizo Bodhisattva has a good temper doesn't mean that he is a person who can be messed with at will.
"What I want to know is why for thousands of years - it should be said that for thousands of years, the gods have not been revealed, and they have become immortals and Buddhas, all of which are castles in the air?"
Tang Qian said softly: "Legend has it that you can become an immortal if you attain enlightenment, and you can become a Buddha after enlightenment, but over the years, the monk has reached the realm of 'returning to the void' at most, and there has been no sound since then. ”
"The most powerful thing in heaven and earth is an open old immortal," Tang Qian was not polite at all when he spoke in the underworld, and those who casually talked about the old immortals and old immortals in the Quartet Realm would be heard by Zhang Kai, but not in the underworld.
"What about those bodhisattvas, what about the Buddhas, what about the Buddhas?" Tang Qian asked, "Not to mention those legendary immortals, and when I saw you today, I also determined that the Jizo Bodhisattva is just a monk who has returned to the void." ”
Tang Qian asked, "Dare to ask if there are immortals in the world?"
Tang Qian thought about this question for a long time, but every time he thought about it, he felt depressed and uncomfortable, as if he had touched the big secret of heaven and earth.
Jizo Bodhisattva sighed: "What is an immortal?"
Tang Qian said: "For mortals, we are immortals, for our immortals, do they exist?"
Many people want to know this question, but after all, no one really knows the answer, just like the cliff, it is all in people
in our speculation.
For Tang Qian, the Jizo Bodhisattva who was alive from that moment of legend was like an immortal monk.
When he really saw such a legendary immortal in front of him, Tang Qian was a little disappointed, because his cultivation was still within Tang Qian's imagination.
It's a bit boring to imagine.
Tang Qian's question seemed to make the entire underworld tremble slightly, this place was very in line with the Great Dao, and the Dao triggered by Tang Qian's words was not an ordinary Dao.
The heavens are trembling.
Jizo Bodhisattva was silent, and he seemed to be thinking about what to say.
Tang Qian said, "Heavenly Dao won't let me ask this question?" He could feel that the Dao of the Jizo Bodhisattva instantly enveloped Tang Qian, it was the Dao of Life and Death, and the Jizo Bodhisattva seemed to want to cover up what Tang Qian said.
Jizo Bodhisattva muttered: "It seems that the Heavenly Dao wants to say something...... and then his face lightened, and he no longer resisted the impact of Tang Qian's words just now, and the sun and moon rotated in an instant, and the sky of the underworld was gray, and it was impossible to see whether there was day or night, but at this time, the stars were moving, and he could see that there was a gray light moving, this is the sun that the underworld can see, extremely dim, but it still exists.
What the Heavenly Dao was saying, Tang Qian couldn't hear a word, he rarely had a kind of curiosity, the so-called Heavenly Dao's voice, was it a man's voice, majestic? Or was it an immature child? This kind of curiosity was like when he embarked on the path of cultivation, cultivated the first trace of mana, and was able to use the first spell, it was very ordinary and ordinary, but it was full of a kind of innocence.
The heart of a child is no different.
Only the Jizo Bodhisattva was able to listen attentively, and after listening for a while, he said, "I can tell you the parts of the words that the Heavenly Dao said, which you can remember, plus some things that I know. ”
Tang Qian nodded, concentrating on it, he knew that what Jizo Bodhisattva was about to say was profound, even so profound that he couldn't remember it after hearing it-
Jizo Bodhisattva said: "First of all, the gods and Buddhas you said, the immortals, they left a lot of books, the most comprehensive Buddhism, from the Buddha to the Buddha Bodhisattva, there are Buddhist scriptures, and they are preserved in the Buddha country, so your so-called immortals, most of them are mortals, deified monks, and there are also some monks who like to tell stories, and the more bizarre and interesting they make the stories, the farther they go. ”
"So there are some legends about gods and Buddhas that are fake, even if you are a so-called monk, but the story that the monk has heard may be a story, right? ”
Then the Jizo Bodhisattva paused: "But your so-called legendary immortals are true, for example, there is really a Bodhisattva who came to the underworld and has lived until now." He pointed to himself: "But the rest of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas I know, and even my Buddha, are now gone, and there seems to be no gods and Buddhas in the world." ”
"Sanqing or something is true?" Tang Qian asked.
Jizo Bodhisattva nodded:
"Nature is true. ”
Tang Qian asked again, "Then where have all these gods and Buddhas gone?"
Jizo Bodhisattva said, "Maybe I went to a place that is not very easy for people to reach. Then he went on to say: "But your so-called gods and Buddhas are also returning to the void, I can only say that my Buddha is higher than the realm, but it is still a return to the void, because when it comes to the return to the void, in fact, it doesn't matter the division of the realm, each has its own realm, each has its own way, and the realm breakthrough is also called returning to the void, which is already an extreme." ”
Tang Qian was a little unrelenting: "Otherwise, Bodhisattva, you tell me what I can't hear, can I remember to see if I can endure creation." ”
Jizo Bodhisattva smiled slightly, pretending to be surprised and said: "Huh, didn't I tell you everything, how much you can remember is your ability, how much you can hear is also your ability, this is the way of heaven, the ultimate of the Tao, if you can listen, you can listen, if you can remember, if you can't even hear, you can't cultivate, and your enlightenment is not deep." ”
It's simple, but it's effective, Tang Qian doesn't even have the memory of hearing something he can't remember.
It's terrible.
Jizo said, "Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"
Tang Qian asked, "Is your external incarnation a random incarnation, or is it just this one, and it is still useful?"
Jizo Bodhisattva said, "If you want to find me, I can incarnate in the people in the underworld around you, and it will be beneficial and harmless to them for a while, and I will still be of great use to this body." ”
Tang Qian said: "Then I want to ask about the avenue of life and death. ”
Jizo Bodhisattva said: "If you want to draw a picture of a hundred deaths, you naturally have to comprehend the road of life and death, as long as you call me by name, I will come." ”
In addition to the Dizang Bodhisattva, the person who has the deepest understanding of the Dao of Life and Death in the entire underworld may only be the Beiyin Emperor, the current controller of the underworld, Tang Qian knows that the real controller is someone else, the Beiyin Emperor is a position, not a name, and the first Beiyin Emperor refined the book of life and death before.
The Book of Life and Death connects the underworld and the Quartet Realm, and at the same time has the ability to see people's past and present lives, and the first Beiyin Emperor has gone far on the road of life and death.
In addition to him, being able to find the Jizo Bodhisattva to ask for advice on the way of life and death was Tang Qian's great gain.
The outer body of the Jizo Bodhisattva just walked away, and Tang Qian waited until he couldn't see the Jizo Bodhisattva anymore before he hummed two sentences happily, and Bai Twenty-three could hear him chanting: "Take advantage of it." ”
After that, Tang Qian quickened his pace, counting the study of Taoism, it only took two months to walk through all the streets and alleys of the Seventh Temple, and then he began to find a courtyard to paint every night - the courtyard was found with the help of Judge Cui.
"You're going to try to draw a picture of a hundred deaths?" Judge Cui's tone was obvious, and he thought it was impossible.
Tang Qian said: "Probably, if I can draw it on paper, it means that I understand it a lot...... Probably. The more Tang Qian spoke, the quieter his voice became, because Judge Cui was like looking at a madman.
That day, when Tang Qian unfolded the canvas in the evening
As soon as he raised the pen and wanted to draw the picture of a hundred deaths, he would feel that the hand holding the pen was like being filled with lead, and the ink seemed to be unwilling to go to the paper, as if this painting was against Tang Qian.
When Tang Qian exhausted all his body to solve, whether it was a Dao technique or a spell, he barely let the ink drip down, the Hundred Deaths Diagram of the Seventh Hall was actually not complicated, Tang Qian could probably remember it completely after reading it, he thought it was enough, but when he actually drew it, there were still some details that were still a little blurry.
This part of the picture of a hundred deaths is a woman holding a baby, the woman is eating fish roe, with this woman as the center, there are a full three hundred and forty-one people, only the woman and the child in her arms are not dead, the rest of the people have their heads cut off their hearts, their stomachs are broken, and their intestines are broken, and there are countless deaths.
But this woman was the only one standing among the countless dead people as a living person, but she was eating fish roe safely, which was a little weird and Tang Qian felt a little sad at the same time.
Tang Qian sighed.
If this kind of picture looks like it in ordinary times, Tang Qian only needs to look at it to remember that if he wants to draw it, he only needs to inject mana into the ink, and then the ink can become the appearance of this picture on its own.
But this is a hundred dead figures.
The image of each person in the picture of the hundred deaths is reflected in the complex high and low pavilions in the seventh hall, black tiles and white bricks, yin and yang gray faces, or just scattered houses. A person rolls his eyes, maybe it's a well.
And this picture contains the Tao of the entire underworld, not only the avenue of life and death, for example, the burned person will have a small amount of fire breath, and the drowned person will naturally have a moist feeling, Tang Qian just drew the thirteenth person in the upper right corner, thinking that if he can integrate the Tao into it, it can be more realistic and powerful.
In this stunned effort, the dead man on the painting suddenly grew larger, and when he threw himself out of the picture, he was about to catch Tang Qian - Tang Qian hurriedly dodged back, and the dead man tore the canvas in turn, chewed it violently, bared his teeth and screamed, and then turned into ink again and fell to the ground, but the ink was a little gray, as if it was contaminated with death, and it was emitting white smoke.
When Bai Twenty-three heard the sound, he hurried over, and sighed after seeing this scene: "This shows that your understanding of this painting is not enough. ”
Tang Qian nodded: "This is a hundred death diagrams." ”
(End of chapter)