Chapter 12: Avalokiteshvara
The white robe fluttered, and the woman in white smiled lightly.
Finally stopped, retreating, floating in mid-air.
Yi Xiao looked at the hazy figure he had encountered in his dream in a daze, he just wanted to take one more look and imprint her face in his mind.
The white-clothed figure that emitted a slight fluorescence looked at him with a smile on his face at the moment.
No anger, no anger.
It is impossible to admire its countenance.
Murong.
His Royal Highness watched as the white-clothed figure slowly feathered in the air, turning into a rain of light, fluttering and dispersing.
Leave no traces.
Is it your own mother?
Or is it just the manifestation of the Bodhisattva of the Sun and Moon Buddha?
Why did you see this scene at the top of the Forgotten Mountain?
His Royal Highness couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out.
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The white-robed old fox and Yi Xiao'an, an old man and a young man, looked at the little highness and suddenly turned around, stacked their hands on the hilt of the hibiscus sword, and looked at the statue of the Bodhisattva who was smiling with flowers.
Then slowly tearful eyes.
The white-robed Liu Chanqi narrowed his eyes, looking at the black-clothed young man's cultivation that had obviously improved a lot, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.
"The bones shook, and the blood surged. Liu Chanqi used the Buddhist method to investigate, and muttered in disbelief: "This is the prototype of the general trend to the meaning of the domain. This boy in black has only been in the quiet for an hour now, and he has gained such a precious harvest?"
The Sun and Moon Buddha platform is extremely wide, and the black-clothed young man on the edge of the Buddha platform stands with a pestle and sword, stunned.
Unconsciously, His Royal Highness stood for an hour, and he had not yet woken up from his state of meditation.
The white-robed old fox looked at the little highness who slowly fell two lines of tears, and frowned: "No, it shouldn't be, the rudiments of the general trend to the realm contained in this visualization map have been completely comprehended by him, and he is still in a state of meditation, what does he see?"
Yi Xiaoan didn't dare to speak loudly next to him, for fear of disturbing His Royal Highness's quiet state, and whispered: "What's wrong with my brother? What's in this visualization picture, how can you cry in a good way? Could it be that you have gone mad?"
Liu Chanqi shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be a madman." Buddhism has such a saying, he should have started an epiphany when he entered the meditation, at this moment the yuan force in the body has begun to burn, the growth rate of the yuan force in this state of meditation is extremely terrifying, in just one hour, it broke through the three grades, reached the peak of the three grades, and now it is almost about to break through the threshold of the four grades, this kind of cultivation speed, I am afraid that it can be compared with the so-called Taoist fetal demon. ”
Yi Xiaoan twisted his eyebrows and said proudly: "What kind of person is my brother, of course he is a genius who is unique in ten thousand, and an epiphany is certainly nothing to him." ”
It's just that the girl suddenly opened her mouth with some worry, and said with a pout: "It's just that he doesn't look at the good visualization map, why does he cry when he looks at the Bodhisattva statue? Is the Bodhisattva bullying him?"
Liu Chanqi smiled bitterly and said: "Little ancestor, your brother has a deep relationship with Buddhism, just to see the picture of Canglong Negative Mountain raising his head, no Bodhisattva will bully him." ”
The white-robed old fox suddenly sighed and said, "The causal fate he has with Buddhism is indeed deep, but it is not the fate of this visualization of the Forgotten Mountain, but the fate of this statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva." ”
Yi Xiaoan was ignorant.
"What is the condition of this Forgotten Mountain? Can it be called magnificent and majestic? Can it be spectacular and shocking?" asked the white-robed Liu Chanqi with a smile.
Yi Xiaoan nodded.
Indeed, even if this mountain of forgetting to return has been destroyed by thousands of years, the iron cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty has stepped all over it, and it is still unabated, towering like a moat, towering into the clouds, and it has the general trend of the world.
Otherwise, how could it be used by the Bodhisattva to make that finishing touch, to suppress the head of the three-thousand-mile dragon?
Liu Chanqi looked at the girl's reaction, nodded with satisfaction, and then said slyly: "It's a pity that this Forgotten Mountain is only the sub-mountain of the Buddha Mother Mountain, not the Buddha Gate Holy Mountain that truly reaches the highest peak of heaven and earth. ”
"This statue of Guanyin is only thirty zhang, and the carving is exquisite, but it has lost a charm. Liu Chanqi raised his head and looked at the already huge Bodhisattva statue, and said with emotion: "Guanyin Bodhisattva on that holy mountain, this mountain of forgetting to return is too small, and the Sun and Moon Buddha platform can't be offered." ”
Yi Xiaoan was a little shocked, looking at the Bodhisattva Niangniang who was a little vague in the clouds, and then looked around at the extremely vast Sun and Moon Buddha Terrace.
How big should it be, such a huge Buddha platform with a length and width of several miles that can't be enshrined?
"At the end of the Heavenly Pole Sea. Putuo Immortal Mountain. The white-robed old fox sighed with emotion: "That immortal mountain has the reputation of the Buddha country of the sea and the sky, the holy realm of the South China Sea, and the Buddhist female Bodhisattva in the first Fu period lived in seclusion here, calling it the first quiet place in the world." There is a truly magnificent and huge sun and moon Buddha platform on the top of Putuo Mountain, which enshrines the true body of Guanyin Bodhisattva, which can be seen from a distance of 3,000 miles from the sea, and the law is connected to the sky and the earth. It's a pity that after the Lotus Peak, the female Bodhisattva known as the reincarnation of Guanyin fell into the world, and the huge statue on the top of Putuo Mountain collapsed, and the decline of Buddhism was unstoppable, and there was no grand Buddha country in the South China Sea. ”
He raised his eyebrows, pointed at His Royal Highness and said, "This kid's mother is Murong, the holy daughter of the Demon Sect, who killed the terrifying female demon head of Jiangnan Province by herself. ”
Yi Xiaoan didn't quite understand why the white-robed old fox's words changed abruptly and turned to His Royal Highness.
Liu Chanqi's eyebrows raised slightly, and said: "His mother Murong, when she entered the Central Plains in white clothes, she was the most ferocious and fierce way to kill in the world. ”
Liu Chanqi suddenly laughed jokingly: "There were many ridiculous rumors during the Eight Great Powers. ”
"One of the most ridiculous rumors is that it is rumored that Murong, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect who killed Senran, is the reincarnation of the Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva!"
"The Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect entered the WTO, went on a killing spree, and helped Qi Liang not know how many Nine Rank masters he had killed, and how many thorny scourges he had removed, and finally he had the Lanling City of Nineteen Dao in Tiannan. The white-robed old fox said with a flat face: "Murong is more ruthless and poisonous than the female king of the Northern Wei Sen Luo Dao, how can it be the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva?"
Yi Xiaoan suddenly spoke: "I don't believe in reincarnation. ”
The white-robed old fox glanced at the girl deeply and said, "Reincarnation is indeed there, and almost every generation of Buddhism has the reincarnation of a living Buddha and Bodhisattva. It's just that no one will believe that Murong is the reincarnation of that Bodhisattva, the Demon Sect will not believe it, and she herself will not believe it. ”
"It's just nonsense. Liu Chanqi slowly glanced at the little highness who was still in the realm of epiphany, and said: "Later, this matter was revealed by the Buddhism Sect and confirmed, the dragon and snake born from her talent hibernate in the Buddha's luck, and the nameless exercise she practiced was the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sutras, except for the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva, there was no other explanation. ”
"The end result, of course, is that the people betray their relatives. The Demon Mountain will not recognize this Demon Sect Holy Maiden, and the Buddhism will naturally not really worship her as a Bodhisattva. Liu Chanqi said bitterly: "No matter how strong a person is, it is difficult to resist an era after all." She killed too many people and shed too much blood, so the end must not be too good. ”
The white-robed old fox shook his head.
"My master has been looking forward to becoming a relic in his life, but when he passed away, he couldn't close his eyes, and he was covered in Buddha bones, and in the end nothing was burned. Liu Chanqi unloaded the peach wood wine jug, poured a sip hard, and said with a wry smile after half a ring: "His old man finally told me that if he could hold back and not uncover this veil with his own hands, there would be no bloody case in Jiangnan Province." ”
"Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, retribution. I guess that's retribution. ”
"Karma is retribution, where there is a cause, there must be an effect. Liu Chanqi was stunned and said, "The cause and effect of my master's relationship with Murong back then can't be regarded as owed, but I'm sorry for her after all." ”
The white-robed old fox looked at the ignorant girl in front of him.
Sixteen years ago, Murong fought to the death in Jiangnan Province, and it was not only the infant child who was protected.
There is also a elixir.
Liu Chanqi once knelt in front of the master's monument, crying and vowing that if he and his party in Luoyang could not die, he would return the cause and effect for the master, so that the master could return to his position successfully, and there would be no regrets in this life.
And then he did live.
It's a pity that Murong's heir is in Lanling City, the imperial capital of Qiliang, and no one in the world can hurt that little highness, he is not as good as those two grandmasters, and he is just boring when he goes to Qiliang.
So Liu Chanqi went to Dongguan and saw the elixir that was regarded as the pearl of the palm by the Great Dan Sheng.
Master's cause and effect had long been ruthlessly cut off by the woman in white.
Evil causes are formed, but there is no result.
Liu Chanqi couldn't figure out what else he could do for his master.
He couldn't save the woman in the Buddha's remains.
I can't pay off my long-cherished wish for Master.
He is just that ordinary and humble Liu Baichan, unwilling, reluctant, but powerless, and finally had no choice but to give up.
His life seemed to be meaningless.
Sixteen years.
It was not until this moment that the old fox, dressed in a white robe and extremely sloppy, looked at the young and young girl, and the little highness who had shown his grandeur early, and realized that he had been so confused in the past sixteen years of his life.
It turns out that the causal thread in the world is so long, entangled for so many years, that two people are dismantled from the beginning of their lives, and then stitched together without a trace, and finally twists and turns, so that they are entangled for a lifetime.
Liu Chanqi woke up like a dream. Only then did he realize that the cause and effect of his master's formation was so obscure.
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Liu Chanqi's mouth.
The sloppy man in the white robe looked at the statue of the Bodhisattva, and prayed with great dignity and sincerity.
There is no Buddha in the south.
Karma, I am willing to repay it with all my might.
The Bodhisattva smiled with flowers.
Liu Chanqi smiled and muttered in a low voice.
"Little junior sister, you wait for me. ”
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Yi Xiao'an's eyes widened, and he didn't quite understand the sadness of this old fox.
The girl looked at the white-robed old fox in silence, and then at the little highness with tears streaming down her face.
She didn't care what the old fox saw, she just wanted to know what Yi Xiao saw.
The girl raised her head a little confused, and happened to see the Bodhisattva.
Looking down, the Bodhisattva who chuckled at the flowers was silent.
What did His Highness see?
Yi Xiaoan suddenly understood.
Everything goes without saying.