"The first seat of Fachuan has a heart. ”

Shengzun raised his palms and bowed slightly, and said lightly: "But there is no need to rush to arrest the demon lord, the extremely heinous crimes he committed will be retributed one day." ”

"Heaven is clear, karma is rewarded. ”

Fa Chuan nodded and smiled: "Senior Brother Liyin, please!"

All the Zen masters climbed the stairs, the 37-story Futu Pagoda was exhausted after a while, and the senior monks Shi Shiran came to the top of the Futu to ask the venue of the debate Zen, and Shi Shiran sat down.

For the eminent monks of the Eight Sects, the Zen Ritual has long lost its mysteriousness, and the reason why they are still willing to participate in it every year is because this kind of speculative Dharma meeting really helps their own state of mind and cultivation.

This process of colliding, accepting, and bridging one's own nature is called Debate Zen in Buddhism, and Xuanji Buddhism is called Discourse.

In particular, the exchange of colleagues in the same realm and the collision of views from different angles will make people feel a sense of sudden enlightenment.

But as they get older, there are fewer and fewer people who can be called like-minded people, so every opportunity to communicate is very precious.

For these monks who have left behind the red dust, Taoist friends are more important than their partners, so even if they only meet once a year at a Zen meeting, they will call each other old friends and old friends.

This kind of like-minded friendship is even more precious than mortal relatives, but the same way is only the same way after all.

After walking together for a long time, they finally parted ways.

For the Buddhist sects that pursue eternal immortality and transcend the other shore, how to transcend the other shore is a topic that will never be left behind.

And in order to achieve this goal, they left behind not only mortal relatives, but also their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

The top of the floating slaughter,

The monk who had been meditating on the top of the Futu Pagoda for a long time was as old as a mountain rock beaten by wind and rain, the dark red robe covered his body as a whole, dragging it to the corners of the ground, it actually had the meaning of sinking into the soil, the round back of the camel was like a rock ridge, countless vicissitudes of life folded all over the cheeks, and the white eyebrows of the ruler length hung from the cheeks, as if they were integrated with this space.

Every time there is a monk stool on the top floor of the floating tu, he will bow to the old monk first, because the person in front of him seems to be so old that he can't even open his eyebrows and eyes, is the strongest person in the Vinaya, the holy monk of the Lord of the Southern Heavenly Buddha.

Although the other party's cultivation philosophy has not been widely approved by the Vinaya sect so far, no one dares to question the other party's all-through cultivation.

Even the Quartet Buddha Master of Wuxiang Zen Temple once said that if the cultivation is profound, the current Buddha country should be the highest Buddha in Nantian.

Xu sensed that there was a lot of unfamiliar aura on the top of the Futu Peak, and the Buddha Lord of the Southern Heavens, like a rock wax statue, suddenly came to life, first the two long whisker-like white eyebrows moved, and then the wrinkled eyelids turned up, and the bright and vicissitudes of life took away all the light in the room.

Just looking at these eyes, no one would have imagined that the Lord of the Southern Heaven Buddha was already a six-hundred-year-old person, and his resolute eyes after reading all the vicissitudes of life were as sincere as a teenager.

"Cultivating Buddha, what is cultivation?"

As soon as the monks and great masters of the evening Buddha ceremony sat down on the futon, a strange Sanskrit sound sounded in the sea of knowledge.

There is no doubt that in this Buddha realm, the only one who has the ability to send this mental power to the sea of great virtues is the Buddha Lord of the Southern Heavens.

Usually, before the Sharp Zen debate, there will be a trial debate to screen the Buddhas who speak in the Zen debate, but I didn't expect that the monks who have reached their level will have to go through this.

The topic of the debate of the Lord of Nantian Buddha was simple, and many senior monks subconsciously wanted to blurt out their arguments, but they just raised their heads to the sincere eyes of the old monk, but they wanted to stop talking and lowered their heads.

If you ask a young monk who has just entered Zen Gate with this question, the other party will definitely not even think about it, and will answer: Cultivate the next life, and transcend reincarnation.

But when they cultivated Buddha to the realm of these monks on the Futu Pagoda, they couldn't answer like this with confidence.

If you can cultivate to the realm of a great Zen master, you will be able to get in touch with the core of the Dharma, and you will also understand how ethereal the theory of the afterlife is.

It is impossible to make them believe in the next life like the novices, so what is the practice of Buddha?

This sudden Sanskrit question made the monks at the banquet confused for a while.

Born in the Pure Land of the Buddha Country, growing up in the Bliss Rainforest, from the moment they were born, they were bathed in the light of the Buddha.

Growing up in such a place, cultivating Buddha has become a natural thing to breathe.

It's just that as the realm gets higher and higher, this natural practice like breathing is also mixed with many other things.

Fighting, doubts, fears, or honors.

These things make their Buddha-oriented hearts no longer pure, and to ordinary disciples, they can naturally boast that their Buddha-oriented hearts are the same as in the past, but in the eyes of the Southern Heaven Buddha Lord, they can't say this.

So, a simple question stumped the eminent monks of the eight schools of Buddhism, and the top floor of the Futu full of scholars was so quiet that the needles could be heard.

"There are 84,000 volumes in the Buddha country, and there is only the convenient law, how can there be a way to become a Buddha. ”

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the hall where the needles fell, and it was Yanshan, whose skin was as clear as glass, who replied in a loud voice: "Even if there is no way to become a Buddha, where is the Buddhist cultivation from, the old monk asked this question incorrectly!"

Hearing Yanshan's answer, the corners of the mouth of the Buddha Lord of Nantian seemed to be slightly raised, and it seemed that it was not raised, and everyone heard a Sanskrit sound again.

"If it's not cultivating Buddha, then what are you cultivating now?"

"The vanity of cultivation. ”

"What is vanity?"

"Whatever there is a appearance, it is all false. ”

The mouth can be a lotus, the Buddha's voice is booming, the voice of Yanshan has not fallen, the hall actually resounded the dragon chanting, the dragon girl sad song, all kinds of visions, shocked the Zen master Dharma phase shock.

If it weren't for the presence of the Buddha Lord of the Southern Heavens, the great Zen masters would have stood up and criticized them so that Yanshan would know the price of their false words.

While observing the thoughts of the Zen masters, while listening to Yanshan's sincere answers, the Nantian Buddha Lord who was sitting cross-legged like dead wood finally smiled, and stretched out his right hand like dead wood from the dark red monk's robe, and the nails that had not been repaired for many years were curled like a disc, and the part that was curled up inside was even blacker.

It is extremely inconvenient just to raise the hand paper, but the Lord of Nantian Buddha still pointed hard at Yanshan, three hundred years of closed-mouth Zen, has made the old monk's lips glue together, so he can only use Sanskrit pronunciation to speak: "The Zen master of the full hall is not as good as a little monk." ”

The arhats in the hall looked ashamed, but there were also those who were not convinced, as if the great Zen master of the Bright Sect of the Manifest Sect got up angrily after listening to all the falsehoods that Yanshan said.

He bowed to the Buddha Lord of the Southern Heavens, and then turned to Yan Shan and asked, "The 84,000 volumes of the Arhat Cloud Buddha Dao have not attained the Dharma, so may I ask, are the Bodhisattva Fruit Positions of your Sect Disciples, as well as the Buddha Masters of the Buddha Kingdom now, all fake?"

"Returning to the Great Zen Master of Light, cultivation is naturally true. ”

Yan Shan replied with a smile: "But the Bodhisattva fruit position is fake!"

"Ridiculous!"

The Great Zen Master of Light shouted angrily, and the golden body of Zhangba jumped up from the backlight, and the Bodhisattva Dharma Xiang glared angrily, looking directly at Yanshan and said: "As Yanshan Arhat said, is this Bodhisattva fruit position also fake?"

"Indeed, it is false. ”

Yan Shan looked up at the Buddha's glorious Bodhisattva Golden Body, and said lightly to the Great Zen Master of Light: "The Buddha's light is full of light, and there is a false illusion hidden in it, such a Dharma is just a fake body imagined by the Great Zen Master, how can it be true!"

After saying that, Yanshan released his own treasure Arhat, and in the stunned eyes of everyone in the main hall, he crashed headlong into the Bodhisattva Dharma of the Great Zen Master of Light.

......

The first floor of the legal realm

Yun Xiu, who was looking for the eight scriptures mentioned by Tang Luo, naturally did not find it, and Tang Luo, who was looking for it together at that time, suddenly stopped rummaging, but stood in place with his head up.

After cultivating the Immortal Battle Body, Tang Luo's six senses became extremely acute, and this acuity was exaggerated, allowing him to hear something he shouldn't have heard.

For example, the vibration of spiritual power in the distance, the blood of people flowing in the meridians in front of you, the broken leaves from the branches, and the whispers left in the wind.

It's like now, Tang Luo, who is fully enlightened, hears the voice on the thirty-six-storied pagoda.

Perhaps it was the blessing of the Floating Slaughter of the Law Realm, Tang Luo even felt that he was stretching out on the thirty-seven floating slaughter, this wonderful feeling was like radar imaging, and someone projected all the scenes above him in his eyes.

He "saw" the outstanding great Zen masters of the eight major schools of Buddhism gathered together, as well as the Yanshan monks who had the grace of life for him.

He can "see" the dissatisfaction in the hearts of those great Zen masters in the Buddha country, and he can also "see" the openness of the Yanshan monks.

Although he couldn't understand their conversation, this feeling was really amazing, and the only thing that made Tang Luo a little puzzled was why there was nothing in the place where Monk Yanshan's eyes looked?

......

Longzhou, Linchuan Plain

More than a month has passed since the defeat of the two Holy Land Kings, and now the Linchuan Plain is no longer alive.

The fountains of blood that gushed from the ground withered and barren, and left the earth with a foul-smelling mist.

The door of the dilapidated temple that fell in the middle of the Linchuan River was wide open, and countless vicious and ugly looking blood beasts rushed out of it.

They galloped and frolicked across the wasteland, their sharp and thick front paws digging deep into the ground, accelerating the penetration of the river of blood into the plains.

Originally, there were only eight heavenly demons that made the people of Linchuan complain, but now there are tens of thousands of blood-devouring beasts comparable to the fierce realm, and now Linchuan has become a terrifying existence that the people of Longzhou talk about.

In particular, the number of ordinary people who escaped from the broken city continued to increase, and the fierce reputation of the Heavenly Demons and the Blood Devouring Beast army continued to spread throughout Xihe.

It's just that now no one has opened their mouth to ask someone to exterminate them, after all, the two Holy Land Kings were almost buried in the Linchuan Plain, and the people really don't know who to invite to help them.

Just when the aborigines of Linchuan were worried, Liu ascended to the heights and shouted, first inviting the families who escaped from Linchuan to settle in Chaochang, and then said that they would organize personnel to go to Kunwu County to ask Wusheng Mountain to take action to solve the great trouble in Linchuan.

Liu's actions were very effective, and those families who fled from Linchuan all looked to the Liu family.

After all, judging from the situation of the almost fall of the two kings, the Liu family's migration was really not because of timidity, but because there was really no way to take the heavenly demons.

The wind of public opinion quickly collapsed to the other side, and the Kawamoto Liu family, who gave a solution, faintly became the leader of the Linchuan refugees.

......

The first day of the third month of the Longzhou calendar in 1792

The team spontaneously organized by the various ethnic groups in Linchuan drove to Wusheng Mountain, but was stopped at the arbitration center.

The Grand Arbitrator read out the news of the closure of Wusheng Mountain and wanted this team to go back.

But the Linchuan people, who had already regarded Wusheng Mountain as their last hope, were willing to do it, so instead of going back, they directly stayed in Kunwu County, seeking a way to climb the mountain.

But what is Kunwu County, this is a place that is forcibly controlled by the arbitration institute and cannot use force.

In such a peaceful place, crooks and scoundrels are the best at playing tricks.

For a time, all kinds of winding trails and mountaineering paths appeared in front of this group of Linchuan who wanted to go up the mountain.

What is the nephew of the elder of Qilin Mountain, what is the illegitimate son of the lord of Bifang Mountain, and what is the relative of the first seat of Phoenix Mountain.....

In short, these characters who can hear the sky straight to the sky have all appeared.

This also made the Linchuan envoys who had never experienced this kind of thing feel the truth of the world.

The light that appears when you are desperate is not hope, but another great trap.

In just a few days, the envoys of Linchuan were deceived into having no money left, which made these people who had already lost their homes completely unbalanced.

And what kind of place is Kunwu County, most of the people gathered here are the losers who survived after the family's conquest, as well as the descendants of the demon giants.

These people were suppressed in the environment of Kunwu County, and they cultivated martial arts but could not display them, so they could only hide in the shadows and stir up the storm, and their mentality had long been distorted.

Seeing the anger of the Linchuan envoy, he felt that it was even more useful, so he bewitched them and said that in fact, Wusheng Mountain was concerned about Longzhou, but the information was all cut off by arbitration.

If they can overthrow the arbitrator, they will be able to send the information to Wusheng Mountain, and with the heritage of the most ancient holy place in the world, dealing with the blood nest is only between the backhand.

I don't know if it was really bewitched or just to vent the anger in my heart, but this group of messengers from Linchuan really believed these words.

But they also knew that using force against the Arbitrator was an egg against a stone, so the group came up with a better way.

Forcibly breaking into Wusheng Mountain, since Linchuan's information was deliberately closed by the Arbitration, then as long as they could see the master in the Wusheng Mountain, they would be able to pierce the face of the Arbitration.

Then, it was the middle of the night to break into the mountain, and then the mountain was full of stumps and broken arms at dawn.

More than half of the Linchuan envoys were killed or wounded, and the rest were repatriated by the Arbitration Center.

"Liu Yuanjun!"

Outside Kunwu County, Wei Hanyuan sighed to the representative of the Linchuan Mission: "This sect knows the pain of losing your homeland, and can also understand your urgent feelings, but forcibly entering the holy mountain is provoking the holy land, which is really reckless!"

"What Grandmaster Wei taught is that the clans in Linchuan really have no way out!"

The tearful envoy of the Liu family cried and knelt down for Wei Hanyuan: "If Wushengshan is unwilling to make a move, then the people of Linchuan will never be able to return to their hometown." ”

"Liu Yuanjun, hurry up!"

Wei Hanyuan helped the person up and sighed: "Actually, this time Wusheng Mountain did not interfere in the affairs of the Linchuan Plain because the Yin Yang Palace of the Tiannan Wang Clan sent an envoy more than ten days ago, saying that he wanted to personally deal with this matter and avenge the Yin Yang Liao Lord of Yanfu City. The envoy should also understand that Wusheng Mountain has been in contact with the Tiannan Wang clan for thousands of years, and since this kind of thing has been proposed by the other party, it is definitely not easy to refuse here, which is the reason why the mountain lord is unwilling to meet you. ”

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