Chapter Thirty-Six: Cutting the Lotus Flower with One Sword

The golden body of the Buddha is actually bleeding!

Suddenly, the whole scene was in chaos, panic was written all over everyone's faces, and exclamations came one after another. What is surprising is that not only those disciples who support the Buddha, but even those disciples who support Tianqu are also panicked on their faces, without the slightest happiness and satisfaction of success, but their eyes are all gone, and their hearts seem to have collapsed mountains, and they look at each other eagerly, like children who have lost their way and lost their homes.

At that moment, a high-pitched scream rang out, suppressing all the restless voices, and there was a scream of disbelief in them, as if only those who had seen something horrible could have heard. This sound is not from someone else, it is from Tianqu. Everyone looked over at Tianqu because of that scream, but saw him holding a long needle, with a strange expression, looking at the blood on the tip of the needle in a daze, as if the whole person was in a trance, as if he didn't feel anything about what was happening around him.

Tianqu What's the matter? It turned out that the moment he realized that he had somehow pierced the Buddha's body and saw the bright red and full blood bead on the tip of the needle, his heart suddenly recalled the scene seven days ago. That day, he used his supernatural powers to cut off the mountain peak and tried to crush the Buddha to death, but the mountain peak was blown back by the Buddha on the spot in one breath. The Buddha did not investigate why the mountain was declining, and he was proud of his speed, but the Buddha said something strange to him, saying, "You have a drop of blood because of me today, and I will give a drop of blood because of you in the future." Today I turn a drop of your blood into a lotus, and what will you turn my drop of blood into in the future?"

At that time, I don't know why, I have always been able to speak well, but I lost my mind and froze in place, speechless. Until the Buddha left. He didn't react when he returned to the Jingsha with the red lotus, and later killed Ren Duozi, which completely left this sentence behind. At this time, seeing this drop of blood from the golden body of the Buddha, I was touched by the scene, and the words of the Buddha that day suddenly emerged from my heart, as if I had just said it in his ear.

No wonder I couldn't answer that day. It turns out that what the Buddha asked was not so simple, he had already expected this drop of blood to come out today, so he said that I will also give out a drop of blood because of you one day. It is really terrifying that he can predict the future and know it so clearly! The first half of the sentence has been fulfilled, but what does the second half of the sentence mean? The Buddha did turn his blood into a red lotus, so what would he turn this drop of the Buddha's blood into himself?

What did the Buddha mean exactly? Was there a hint or was he really asking himself? Well, he couldn't just ask himself what he wanted to do. Now that he knew about it beforehand, he must have known what I wanted to do with this drop of blood. So how did he know what I was going to do with this drop of blood, and how could I know what he knew?

Tianqu was thinking hard, but he was already thinking astray, and he actually guessed what the Buddha knew in his heart that he was going to do. Completely forgetful, no matter what the Buddha knows, he always does it himself. He was so silent, which naturally caused the disciples who supported him to panic, and one of the disciples who supported Tianqu couldn't help but shout his name loudly.

This one screamed. But when he saw Tianqu, he trembled, but he trembled like a lightning strike. With a shake of the long needle in his hand, the drop of Buddha's blood suddenly flew forward, landed on the shoulders of the Buddha, and quickly sank into the yellow robe, and suddenly the red light covered the Buddha's whole body, and the yellow robe instantly turned into a bright red dazzling blood color in the red light.

And the people saw the vision. They all opened their mouths in surprise, stood dumbfounded, not knowing what to do, and lost all their claims. The disciples under the trees on the side all got up one after another, kneeling down in salute to the Buddha in a bloody robe, their faces full of solemn and compassionate colors. said in unison: "The body is brittle and not strong, so it bleeds." All beings shed blood, and I am also sentient beings, and I am willing to shed blood. ”

In the sound of the disciples praying and chanting, the Buddha slowly stood up, and the red light on his body converged and disappeared, and finally disappeared, but the yellow robe had turned red and never retreated. The Buddha took off this robe and held it in his hand for a while, then looked at Tianqu and said, "Future generations should be able to understand my wish when they see this robe!"

Tianqu's face was pale, and he sat on the ground, trembling all over, unable to say anything. On the contrary, a disciple who supported Tianqu boldly said: "Since you are a golden body, why do you still bleed, you clearly lied to us and are a liar." We don't believe in you anymore, we don't follow you anymore!" he said several times, only a few disciples responded sporadically, and at last their voices became lower and lower until they were silent.

When there was silence again in the ashram, Tianqu laughed loudly, and his voice was crazy, and he rolled on the ground, grabbed a handful of mud and sand, stuffed it into his mouth, and then squirted it violently at the Buddha. All the sediment fell in front of the Buddha, and it was not stained at all. Tianqu didn't mind, he couldn't help grabbing the mud and sand from the ground and stuffing it into his mouth, and then sprayed it at the rest of the disciples, laughing wildly while spraying.

When the disciples saw that he was crazy, they all avoided and stayed away, and after Tianqu sprayed a circle of sand like this, he threw away the mud and sand in his hand, and continued to pierce the long needle into various parts of his body, dancing and screaming wildly while piercing, and his whole face was distorted, as hideous as a monster.

The crowd was shocked to see that he was covered in blood, seeping through his clothes, and flowing into the mud and sand on the ground. After a while, he grabbed the road and ran out of the house, he looked like this, no one dared to stop him, let him run out of the house, and ran away in an instant. At first a few howls could be faintly heard, but after a while nothing could be heard.

During this process, the Buddha always stood there with his robe in his hand, not doing anything. After that day, many disciples left the Buddha because they saw the bleeding from the Buddha's body, and they had great doubts, and they could no longer follow the Buddha's practice with peace of mind. But many more disciples fell to the ground, wept bitterly and repented, and vowed to follow the Buddha with all their hearts. The Buddha sighed, looked at these disciples, and said, "What I received just now is not just the needle of Tianqu, how many of you want to see me receive this needle in your heart, then how many needles I have been pierced." How many of you want to see me bleed. That's why the robe is blood-red. ”

When everyone heard the Buddha say this, they were even more distressed, and they couldn't stop kowtowing to the ground, and many people even knocked their foreheads to pieces. The Buddha said, "Get up, don't destroy your physical bodies, but love yourself." True repentance produces true good deeds. Otherwise, it is not repentance. Besides, what I want to see is not your confession! From now on, this robe will be passed down from generation to generation among you, and those who can understand this robe should understand my wish better!"

This is the origin of the Buddha's blood robe! After the Buddha rode a white horse to the east, this robe has been circulating in the Buddhism, as a token of the world's honors in the past dynasties, and the matter of the Buddha's body and blood in the sky has also been passed down from generation to generation in the Buddhism.

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Venerable King Kong God Yunye is practicing in Buddhism, of course, it is impossible not to know these Buddhist pasts. Naturally, Lianhuazun couldn't think that the Vajra God would not know, so his intention to know it was naturally obvious. The god Vajra asked him for the Buddha's blood robe, in order to use a drop of Buddha's blood on the robe to cultivate an indestructible golden body. Lianhuazun just wanted to remind him of this past incident, don't forget how this drop of Buddha's blood came from. In this past incident, not to mention the rest of the mysteries, this drop of Buddha blood itself is broken through the golden body of the Buddha, and now your Vajra God is delusional to use such a drop of Buddha blood to cultivate the golden body, isn't it ridiculous?

Venerable Yunye was of course well aware of Lotus Hua Venerable's intentions. But he said: "Lianzun has good intentions, and the old monk is grateful. It's just that the old monk thought. If the old monk can get the help of this blood to achieve the golden body in the world, how many practitioners can strengthen their faith, and how many practitioners can help them achieve the path to nirvana. Isn't that a great thing? Could it be that in Lotus Venerable's heart, he decided that only the Buddha could achieve the path of Nirvana in the world? Or maybe it was Lotus Venerable himself, who was dressed in the blood robe of the Buddha. Is it the first honor in this world?"

When Lianhuazun heard Venerable Yunye say this, he knew that this Vajra God had a deep demon, and it was difficult to dissuade him, so he didn't say more. turned to Heijia and said, "Heijia donor, the poor monk's words have been finished." The sword is in your hand, and you and I will follow the agreement, and the three knives will belong. With that, he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

Seeing that Lian Huazun was so calm in the face of his black knife, Hei Jia showed a little hesitation while admiring, and couldn't help but glance back at the King Kong God. Before he conspired with the Vajra God to set up a game, he once asked the Vajra God, a drop of Buddha's blood on the Buddha's blood robe came from the Buddha's body, and the black knife was also refined by the Buddha, and the two were both out of the hands of the Buddha.

Black Armor was so attentive, but the Vajra God was asked. Since the Buddha left this precept knife and robe, it has been revered as a sacred relic of Buddhism, and who would have thought that the two holy relics would be compared and tested which one is more powerful? Moreover, this precept knife has disappeared since it was lost in the hands of Tan Huazang at the time of the original demon war. In later generations, Buddhism has never even seen it, but I just heard that there is such a knife in the store, let alone know something.

Hei Jia looked back at the Vajra God, of course, he was asking him for confirmation, his meaning was very clear, although the Vajra God did not know the magic of the sword, but the bald head and the bald head should be very familiar, the Vajra God might be able to see any clues from the immortal words and movements of the lotus flower? But what disappointed him was that the Vajra God shook his head almost without even thinking about it.

Forget it, Heijia put his heart sideways, anyway, the bet contract has been decided, no matter whether the Buddha's blood has any restraint on the black knife, the three knives should be split or not, and one qiē will be said after seeing the difference. Anyway, I left a loophole in my words just now, and when the time comes, I will play as much as I want, and I am not a trustworthy pedantic guy.

"Senior Lianhuazun, pay attention, the first knife is here!"

Hei Jia shouted, his body swirled in mid-air, and he didn't see the knife moving, and a black arc of light flew out, heading straight for Lianhuazun. Hei Jia silently thought in his heart: "Hey, old bald head, watch Lao Tzu cut you a lotus flower!"

The black sword light came one after another, swept through the air with the power of slashing, and instantly slashed the figure of Lianhuazun. But seeing that Lianhuazun's figure was immediately extinguished, there was no scene where he was cut in half or flesh and blood flew sideways.

Lianhuazun was actually killed by himself with a knife, could it be that he died so lightly, and what broke the Buddha's blood robe that he had been worried about for a long time was useless, and disappeared with Lianhuazun, so what should the old man of King Kong do, wouldn't he be overjoyed in vain? Hei Jia glanced back at the King Kong God, thinking about whether to continue to cut off the old King Kong bald head with a knife, but saw that the King Kong God had a strange look in his eyes, opened his mouth, and looked surprised, as if he had seen some incredible scene. (To be continued......)