I don't know how many thousands of years ago, at that time, Zen Buddhism had not yet been established on the Zhongzhou continent.

At that time, the people on earth did not know about the existence of the Western Heaven Buddha and the Leiyin Temple of Bliss.

Until one day, a bareheaded, strangely dressed man appeared on the ground.

The man went around teaching the scriptures and lecturing everywhere.

Ten years have passed, and there are a total of 6,400 disciples under his seat, and those disciples respectfully call him Master Xuanzang.

Master Xuanzang disappeared after teaching the scriptures.

But he left behind a string of Buddhist beads, which totaled 1,800 Buddhist beads.

Later, the Buddha bead was enshrined as the treasure of Zen Buddhism, and legend has it that only a true monk can obtain the approval of a thousand beads.

Whether Xuanzang's existence is true or not, no one investigates.

But there are many people who are wondering where the so-called treasure of Zen is.

And thousands of years ago, this treasure did appear.

At that time, Fu Qing was still learning the Tao in the Quenmeng Valley, when a monk suddenly passed by at the foot of the mountain.

The monk wanted to go up the mountain and enter the Taoist temple to ask for saliva to drink, and Fu Qing wanted to welcome the monk into the valley, but was stopped by Fu Qing's master at that time.

Not only did the master not give the monk a sip of water to drink, but he even got into a big fight with the monk.

It was also that time that Fu Qing saw the power of that Zen treasure.

One thousand and eight hundred Buddha beads, one thousand and eight hundred universes.

Shizun and the monk fought for half a year, the spring breeze no longer blew in the valley, the summer rain also drenched everything in the valley, and in autumn, the sky no longer flashed with golden light, and no longer heard any sound of Taoism and immortality.

The monk and the master walked down the clouds and meditated in the temple for a few days, and then the master sent the monk out.

And when the monk was leaving, Fu Qing even quietly brought a bowl of water to the monk.

Naturally, this matter was known to Shizun, but Shizun didn't say anything.

At that time, Fu Qing didn't know how precious the water in the clear spring in the Quenching Dream Valley was.

The highest passage of scripture came to Fu Qing, and the golden light swept through the scripture, and an extremely difficult scripture appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"That's..."

Some monks in the crowd were amazed when they saw the verse.

"Could it be the legendary treasure of Zen Buddhism?"

"But why is it on him. ”

Many people were very puzzled, and at this time one person said: "He is the former abbot of Jingzhu Zen Temple, and the magic weapon is naturally not uncommon in him." ”

Listening to the man's words, many monks nodded in approval.

And Fakong, who was standing on the blood lotus, spoke: "He is not Shakzen. ”

As if agreeing with this sentence,

A demon-slaying pestle appeared in Shi Chan's hand.

The demon-slaying pestle flashed red after slashing across the scriptures in front of him, and the demon-slaying pestle flew out suddenly after aiming at the Fakong.

A flash of red light flashed in front of people's eyes, and then they saw a cloud of blood appear in front of Fakong's body, and the blood wrapped around the demon slaying pestle was confronting.

Nameless walked into the Zen courtyard and walked to the middle of the pile of broken stone pagodas.

Then Nameless began to crouch down and look at the names engraved on the stone towers, and when he found one, he lifted the stone towers and walked to the half of the stone towers corresponding to the names.

For everything that happened outside the Zen Temple, Nameless turned a deaf ear.

Stone towers had been put back together by Nameless, and he knew everything about it all too well.

When only the last stone tower was left on the spot, Nameless walked to the pile of stones that had fallen to the ground.

It was the most broken one, and many of the rocks had flown somewhere.

But the good thing is that the place where the name is engraved is still there.

Looking at the familiar name engraved in his hand, Nameless remembered the scene when he was still here.

It seems that it is almost time for the Qingqing Festival, and every time there is a Qingqing Festival, the good will come here with no name to worship.

Then the good will tell the life of that predecessor in order.

No matter how many times I listened to it, Nameless felt very fresh.

After placing all the stone towers, Nameless walked to the one at the front.

"This is Master Xuanzang, although it is a legend, but no matter what, he is a senior, remember not to forget him. ”

Every time you pass a stone tower, Nameless will tell the life of those people. It was as if Seon was holding her hand and telling him all this, but this time it was nameless.

When he saw the nameless appearance in the distance, he immediately felt extremely sorry.

"It's you, you've laid out a lot of amazing big things, and you're still going to work even if you're dead, but I always feel like your departure is deliberate. ”

Finally, we reached the last stone tower.

Nameless folded his hands and bowed his head slightly.

Suddenly, Nameless felt like it was pitch black before his eyes.

Immediately after that, there was the sound of a person's footsteps behind him, and when he turned to look, he saw another nameless man wearing a mask walking towards him.

The two didn't have any conversation, and the demon walked up to Nameless, then raised his hand and slapped Nameless.

A trail of blood flowed from the corner of Nameless's mouth, and a conspicuous palm print appeared on his face.

Syllable!

Another slap in the face.

Syllable!

Another slap in the face.

The scene was very weird, the heart demon kept pumping the nameless, nameless face, and the heart demon's hands were bleeding.

When the demon raised his hand again, this time his hand did not fall.

The demon has always lived in Nameless's heart, and in fact, Nameless has always been unwilling to come in to see the demon.

One flower, one leaf, one world, the two are in two different worlds, but Nameless is actually the master of the inner world, how can he not see the demons in his heart.

When the demon's hand reached for the mask, Nameless's body trembled.

The mask was removed, and the face of the demon was not nameless, but an extremely familiar one.

How many years have we not seen again?

I guess it's been ten years.

Shan kindly stretched out his hand and touched Nameless's head, it seemed that he had returned to that day, and Shan also smiled and touched his head after the nameless shaving was over.

Although the burning scar was very painful next, Nameless's heart was really warm at that time.

"You're gone. ”

"yes. ”

"Why?"

Listening to the nameless question, Liao Shan smiled and said, "Because you want to become a Buddha." ”

Looking at Shan's appearance, Nameless remembered that many years ago, when he was standing under the peach tree, he said to him, "You want to become a Buddha." ”

Inexplicably, he felt that his nose was a little sour, and Nameless took a deep breath: "I can't become a Buddha." ”

"Who said that?" asked with a smile.

"Everybody knows. ”

Nameless lowered his head, a little declining.

In fact, he had already understood that since goodness was the real Buddha relic, then everyone in the Zen monastery should know that he would not be a Buddha relic.

At the very least, the elders would know.

But Elder Huiming was still willing to take the initiative to come out, and the rest of the elders were also very good to him.

The pilgrims regarded him as a Buddha relic, and some pilgrims even treated him as if he were their own child because they watched him grow up.

Occasionally, pilgrims would secretly bring in sweets from outside to give them to him, and even if the child's nameless heart entered the Zen monastery, he would still be very tempted by the sweets outside.

Every time he found out, he didn't teach him a lesson, but would quietly tell him to hide those things and be careful that Uncle Jie was seen.

I don't want to go into the inner world, I am afraid, but more often I feel guilty.

"You've heard all the rumors about Buddha relics. ”

Lishan asked gently.

"Yes. ”

"Whether it's a thousand beads or Sumeru mustard seeds, they are all things that are Buddha relics. ”

After Nameless gave a sigh of gratitude, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

When Nameless raised his head and looked at Seon suspiciously, Seonjo nodded.

"As you can imagine. ”

"But how is this possible? ”

"Why can't it?"

Since Qianzhu and Sumeru mustard seeds are both Buddha relics, how can Sumeru mustard seeds remain in his hands?

Why is Qianzhu in the hands of Shakzen?

Thinking of all this, Nameless took the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist in front of him.

After perceiving the goodness, Sumeru mustard seeds were a little happy, but they showed no signs of going to the side of Shakzen.

"Generations of Buddha relics have had great compassion, but I found something very special. With each generation, the realm of Buddha relics will become higher and higher, and perhaps in the next reincarnation, the Buddha relics will soar. ”

A relic appeared in the hand of the good.

"This is not the same as that rumor, some people say that Master Xuanzang is the first Buddha relic, according to this statement, carefully calculated, to me there are only ninety-five reincarnations, if you count it, there are still four reincarnations. ”

Listening to the good words, Nameless asked, "Someone is lying?"

He nodded his head and gave a sigh of gratitude.

"But who is lying? This rumor comes from the scriptures, but who knows how many times the scriptures have been compiled and revised?"

Lishan walked to Nameless's side, and his eyes turned into the appearance of the Scripture Pavilion.

In the depths of the third floor, a scripture flew in front of Nameless, and Nameless had never seen it.

The book was lifted open by a golden thread, which then came to a halt around Nameless's neck.

The scripture in front of me did not contain any scriptures, nor any seals, but a story in the language of the human race.

In that story, it is recorded that after completing the eighty-eight reincarnations, the Buddha child will descend, and the heavens and the earth will be shrouded in the light of the Buddha.

There are some similarities between this story and the story about the Buddha relics, but it is not like that.

The Buddha relics are to go through ninety-nine reincarnations, the Buddha relics will go up to the sky, a golden gate will appear in the sky, and behind the golden gate is the West Heaven Bliss Leiyin Temple.

When the Buddha relics enter the Golden Gate, the Buddha will walk out of the Golden Gate to give lectures to the monks of the world.

"Two stories, the same structure, different plots, different endings. ”

Another sutra appeared in front of me, and that sutra was a record of rumors about the Buddha's relics.

The two scriptures overlapped in front of Nameless's eyes, and Nameless looked at the overlapping scriptures and his mind suddenly exploded.

He could see what the rumor was.