When talking to the high-ranking officials of the empire, Ruguang remembered the situation when he said goodbye to the lord before. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The lord is the supreme teacher of Koyasan, and for thousands of years, no matter how many schools of Koyasan Shingon sect have split, he is still the only one to inherit the mantle of Kukai Daishi.

The current generation of Koyaza lords is already very old, and his shriveled and withered yellow body wrapped in a colorful brocade robe and a sharp-horned monk's hat can directly become that kind of mummy-like instant Buddha without even fasting and cultivating.

But in front of the Buddhist sects, the extremely arrogant, in front of the high-ranking officials of the empire, the monk Ruguang who talked eloquently, in the face of this old monk whose vitality was about to be cut off, was still sincere and upright, and the five bodies were bowed to the ground.

The Buddhas are no longer in the world, so the Lord of Koya is the Buddha in the world.

The lord looked indifferently at the lotus-like peaks of Koyasan, and after a moment asked, "Are you confident that you will complete your plan?"

If you face the masters of the various courtyards of Koyasan, as well as those who are said to have already attained the realm of the Holy Throne, Ruguang can persuade and even impress the other party with absolute confidence and eloquence.

But in the face of the master, he could only force the trembling of his body, mobilize all the muscles of his face, and solemnly replied with the most pious expression: "As a result of the disciple's deduction, there is a ninety percent chance that the plan will succeed. ”

After receiving this answer, the seat owner muttered and repeated: "Ninety percent......"

Hearing the sigh of the seat master, Ruguang's heart was terrified, and he immediately lowered his head humbly: "The disciple is foolish, and he does not have great wisdom, and he still hopes that the seat master will be trained." ”

Calmly glanced at the light, and there were many more complicated pictures in the eyes of the lord, but no matter how many pictures there were, they could only turn into muddy black in the end.

The lord took out a silk handkerchief from the big sleeve of the monk's robe, and gently wiped the corners of his eyes like a tear, and the wrinkles that unfolded like chrysanthemums slowly unfolded.

However, the silky scarf was a little more inky black.

Looking at the light in front of him, who bowed his head and listened to the instructions, the lord looked at his head lovingly, and said in a harmonious voice:

"Since you are in charge of this matter, you can do it. ”

The expression on the face of the monk Ruguang changed back and forth, as if he was a death row prisoner who had been pardoned, and finally kowtowed to the lord and bowed out.

But when his feet stepped back on the ground outside the small Buddha hall, he still couldn't help but be ecstatic.

The lord is the Buddha of the world, so the sentence just now is the Buddha's decree given to him.

And the eight leaves in Koyayama and the eight courtyards outside, who can ignore his status anymore, and even find many excuses to prevaricate and delay?

Even when this great thing he planned was really successful, with this merit, he would naturally become the next Buddha to inherit the mantle of Kukai Daishi.

Because Fang Cai's dialogue not only established his dominant position in this great change in the world, but in Koyasan, that sentence is also a memorial and a seal.

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The Buddha who does not have the identity of a Buddha is like a light, and he is walking on the mountain path of Koyasan at the moment.

Although this holy place of Buddhism opened up by Master Kukai has faintly formed a Buddhist country isolated from the hustle and bustle, it is rarely the temperament of the grocery stores in the world where the green temples and yellow temples are noisy and crowded together.

The long mountain road is shaded by dense ancient trees, and walking in the middle of it, you rarely see the day, only feel deep and quiet.

The small stone tower covered with green moss climbed next to the mountain road, I don't know what dynasty it is, which dynasty is the minister, spare you in your lifetime, but after you die, you don't know how to plead and plead, in order to find a place to shelter in this spiritual mountain.

Behind him, Prime Minister Inukai Takeshi, Finance Minister Takahashi Isyoshi, Sea Minister Okaku Zensheng, and Land Minister Araki Sadao walked in silence.

The thunderous mutiny came too quickly, and although it only slightly revealed the fog around the behemoth of Koyasan in front of the high-ranking officials of the empire, it was enough to cause a blow like the collapse of the worldview.

In addition to the stubborn prime minister, even Atsuyo Okaku and Sadao Araki have not yet digested their current situation.

"If Koyasan really has such great power, as Master said, then why didn't you stand up for many years of war, famine, and invasion? ”

That's a good question. ”

Monk Ruguang shook off the folding fan and nodded to the prime minister: "Your Excellency's question is very correct. But as a descendant of the gods, Koyasan has its own rules. Even all the spell groups in this world that have been passed down from the gods of the primeval times follow the rules left by the gods. Only when the dark demon gods and their dependents appear, will the descendants of light intervene in the war on earth. So—"

He pointed his fan at the verdant ancient woods of Koya Mountain: "At the request of the Great Tengu Oni Ichi Eye, Motoyama sealed the resentful spirit of Gen Yoshitsune, and also killed the sixth heavenly demon king Oda Nobunaga, so that the world would not be ravaged by the demon army he summoned with black magic. Unbeknownst to His Excellency the Prime Minister, it is this mountain that protects the empire and protects the people. ”

Speaking of this, Monk Ruguang glanced at the Minister of War, Sadao Araki: "Your Excellency Lu Xiang is also an ancient scholar from Wakayama Mountain, so you should know a little bit about this mountain." ”

However, these words did not resonate with his fellow travelers, and only silence was his response.

For this attitude, Monk Ruguang did not care, but fulfilled his duties as a host perfectly, appearing warm and hospitable.

Walking through the ancient roads and monuments built many years ago, and passing in front of the gates of several ancient pagodas and ancient temples, the group finally walked into a little-known deep valley in Koyasan.

There is no light in the deep valley, only the cave is deep, but whether it is Inuyang Yi, Takahashi Shiqing, or the two bigwigs of the military department, they are not courageless people, and after a little silence, they followed the monk Ruguang in.

After walking a few steps in the cave, the darkness was replaced by light. Immediately, a group of people appeared in a continuous mountain.

But the humid and hot climate tells people that this place has long since left the confines of Koyasan.

Takahashi looked at the taro plants on the ground with thick leaves that could only grow in the tropics, and finally couldn't suppress his curiosity: "Where are we being taken by you now?"

Monk Ruguang seemed to respectfully clasp his hands together at Takahashi Shiqing, and replied with a smile: "Takahashi Zangxiang, as you can see, we are now in the uninhabited mountainous area of Hainan Island in the south of China. According to the calculation of time, it should be at the end of the Zhao Dynasty of the Northern Song Dynasty and the Xuanhe period of the reign of Huizong of the Song Dynasty. ”

This answer made Takahashi, who has always been rigorous and has dealt with data all his life, shake his head violently: "This is not scientific!"

However, his exclamation only made Monk Ruguang smile: "In the education received by the mountain monks, every world is composed of the four continents, the King of Mount Meru, the Iron Fence Mountain, the sea and the heavens. And such a world is not single, just like the lotus seeds in the lotus house are gathered together, and these worlds gathered together form a thousand worlds. The vast worlds gathered like lotus seeds on the Vajra throne of the Great Lotus King, forming the world species, and many world species gathered like lotus ponds, thus turning into the world sea, and the ten directions world sea turned into a true Dharma realm. And the great bodhisattvas with vast Dharma and full of magical powers can easily pass through the boundless world like the number of motes in the ten directions, so it is not a strange thing for us to come from one world to another. ”

If Wei Ye was here, he would have ridiculed and criticized this set of Buddhist worldviews from head to toe.

But at this moment, whether it is Takahashi Kiyoshi, or Inuyang Yi, or even the two bigwigs of the military department, they are just silent.

Of course, if this is really another world, and it is still in the Middle Ages, which mainly used cold weapons, then its value to the empire is simply self-evident.

But the leader of this matter is not any faction in the center of the empire, but the monks of Koyasan?

In this country, from the time of Asuka entangled in aristocratic infighting, the fluttering robes of the monks are a shadow that cannot be ignored. And after the obedience of the Nara and Heian periods, the restrictions and suppression of Kamakura and Edo, the monks who have gradually fallen silent for hundreds of years are returning to this historical stage that has long been irrelevant to them?

This question weighed heavily on the hearts of the big men of the empire.

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Far away, the politicians and military leaders of the emerging empire are wrestling with the power in their hands being snatched by a newcomer.

Or rather, it was not a competitor, but an old boss who had been in seclusion for many years, but who had the potential to be thunderous.

And in another time and space, the green lotus robe that was left on the shoulder of the immortal warlock with a dead face was still chanting and still compassionate.

But the immortal warlock who had seen through the tricks of the Qinglian Dharma Robe was too lazy to talk about anything more with this Nichiren Sect's Buddha Treasure Lotus Robe.

Listening to the babbling chapters of the Lotus Sutra coming from his back, walking in the city of illusion created by the Qinglian Dharma robe, Wei Ye looked at the souls of the fire that could never be liberated and turned upside down between the Buddha Kingdom and hell, but suddenly turned around and faced the end of the long street.

There, there is a white temple based on bluestone, overlapping and overlapping among the green trees, which looks solemn and beautiful.

It is the center of this transfiguration city, Chiyoda Castle, which was once the seat of the Tokugawa shogunate.

Wei Ye muttered softly: "This is the illusion of the Buddha Kingdom, it shouldn't be regarded as the heritage of human civilization, otherwise it will be a little impossible to start." ”

After saying that, he suddenly drank: "Break!"

Under the drink of the authentic mana of the hidden Xuanmen, there were sound waves that spread out like ripples, and the sound waves were everywhere, the houses under the city dissipated, and the pedestrians on the streets disappeared, even the Chiyoda Castle between the green trees, those bricks and tiles, those wood and stones, were also scattered as countless points of light in an instant, floating away without a trace!

All the illusions were gone, and only a lotus flower the size of a foot remained on the foundation of Chiyoda Castle, rising from the ground.

On the lotus flower, the sick-faced girl was dressed in the wisteria robe that burned tens of thousands of people, holding a peachwood magic sword with a hidden purple tinge in her hand.

The fairy sorcerer's gaze fell on the girl's face. It's the face, not somewhere else, to be sure, the girl's bare skin, face, neck, arms......

The essential elements of a beauty, such as white and shiny skin, are naturally available, but what makes the fairy warlock pay attention is the cleanliness of the girl.

Every inch of skin, every pore, and even every texture is extremely clean, clean and clean, oil-free and greasy, which is enough to be the embodiment of the word "ice muscle and jade bones".

This is the appearance of immaculateness.

There is no dirt, no dust, no pollution, no birth and retreat, with this appearance, it is no longer the kind of Tujini Heaven and other earthly people that Zhu Yue cultivated, but faintly has the appearance of being free from the six desires of the heavens.

Looking at this Qinglian Heavenly Maiden created by the Nichiren Sect, Wei Ye stretched out his hand, and the Haoling Sword was already in the palm of his hand: "What kind of conspiracy did the Nichiren Sect have in the great fire of the Edo Period, it's none of Wei's business. The infatuation, resentment and curse of a little girl in the spring period are even more irrelevant to Wei, but you are bold and holding Wei's magic sword in your arms, which is very important to me. ”

"The illusion of hell is disgusting, but I didn't live hundreds of years ago, and I didn't have any friendship with the ancients. Wei Ye's voice still had a characteristic lazy tone, but when you listened carefully, it was not full of sarcasm, "Although you detained the victims of the Edo fire and made them repeat the dual life of Buddha and hell over and over again, Wei did not have so many rich emotions of empathy and great compassion, and crossed the line to pity them. Are you looking for any emotionally rich stupid bird who would seek justice for the dead in an entertainment movie?"

I don't know which "you" he refers to, the fairy warlock has already walked in front of the lotus with a big grin, and aimed the Haoling magic sword at the Buddha light wheel behind the girl.

The faint meaning of the light wheel is that sentient beings are sinking into this negative karma that is both a Buddha and a hell, and they will never be able to be liberated.

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The blade of the sword slashes into the wheel of light.

It is still foolish to draw a knife and cut off the water, let alone hold a sword and cut it all?

However, as soon as the Haoling magic sword entered the light wheel of the Buddha's illusion, the Buddha's light suddenly converged, and the original Buddha blades in block letters disintegrated one after another, turning into countless fragments of fluorescent light, attached to the body of the peach golden sword.

The light dissipated and dimmed, and the moment the Buddha's light faded, there was a trace of viscous shadow that broke free from the point of light, and instantly melted into the darkness under the lotus flower.

The immortal warlock held the Haoling magic sword, and looked at the sword body of Tao Qianjin was no longer elegant and matte, but gave birth to a faint gold, looking extremely noble and nouveau riche.

"The vulgar taste of bling is not in line with my aesthetics. ”

Shaking his head with some annoyance, Wei Ye reached out and took out a golden orb the size of a dragon's eye from his sleeve, the treasure light on the surface of the orb flowed, and it turned into a mantra at all times, but the hidden power in it was extremely benevolent and unprecedented.

It was the relics of the real body of Sakyamuni that Wei Ye took from Zhu Yue and his party.