The sky is covered with dark clouds, as if a world-shattering rainstorm is coming, all animals have disappeared in the woods, and a thousand birds do not come, because the scattered wind has brought the murderous aura on Huashou Rock to every corner of Jizu Shanyin, This Zhou Xing's independent, weird and strange world was completely shocked.
Countless dry muntjacs have followed Jiang Wen to climb the entire cliff, but "Miaobao Dharma King", or the King of Moshouluo, is still indifferent. It seems that he is just annoyed by the road he chose, why his feet are broken? Stone shrubs would be so much more.
The dry muntjacs crawled towards the king of Mahasura with their hands and feet. The two protruding canines stabbed obliquely at the edge of the mouth. The sharp mouth opened desperately like sucking and eating, and the skin like carrion and leather exuded a dull The color submerged bit by bit the position where King Moshouluo was. In the sea of corpses, there was soon only the unpleasant noise like a bellows, and the crowd of corpses became more squirming and bloated due to the squeeze, which looked terrifying.
"Mere rotten wood."
The deep voice of King Moshouluo came out from the sea of corpses, with a very strange accent in Chinese, and in the next second, a scene without gunpowder smoke, dust, and flames occurred among the corpses of the dried muntjacs. Big bang!
For some reason, the dry muntjacs were shaken up by a majestic force, and they were suddenly overturned from the ground, turning into catkins flying all over the sky. Within a ten-foot range, the sea of dry deer corpses was shaken away without any resistance!
In the center of the circle, the only figure standing tall is a figure with a bare upper body. He raises his right hand to the sky, his feet are firmly planted on the ground, his left shoulder is slightly heavy like a mountain, and his body maintains a stable and motionless posture. .
King Moshouluo stood still like this, and time seemed to stand still at the moment when he exerted his strength, and it seemed to flow back to the eve before he was about to exert his strength.
From the contours of his face, chest, legs, arms and other parts that are violently exaggerated due to muscle expansion, people can feel the coagulation of strength and majestic majesty from a distance.Through the raging and powerful muscles, the sonorous and powerful gestures and the monk's robes bulging without wind, what everyone saw was not a human figure, but what they saw in unison was clearly a vajra warrior sweeping the void with his hand on the mountain!
Everyone in the field understood at this time that the reason why King Moshoura spoke in Chinese was just to let them know that the instigator of all this was King Moshoura himself, so as not to cause everything that seemed like lightning to happen too quickly and make the onlookers Some thought it was just a coincidence.
The collapse was inevitable, and the stiff and haggard limbs of the dry muntjac were constantly shaking, and they were all suppressed by an extreme and violent force, and they fell to the bottom of the deep cliff.
However, since ancient times, steel has been extremely fragile, and strong winds and violence cannot escape the entanglement behind him. The vajra warrior posture of King Moshouluo did not break free from the shackles of Wulu Yucui Kingdom. On the contrary, these blood-red substances, like worm silk, instantly differentiated Multiple lines entwine towards him.
In the twisting and twisting terror like a worm's mouth, there seemed to be an extremely sharp death howl reverberating, trying to devour the King of Mashoura in it, and take him out of this world completely. In the scene where the clothes look like dried blood, there seems to be a woman's figure dancing in the distance, forming a strange and tragic picture scroll.
The limbs of King Moshoura were firmly bound, and once the tiny worm filaments touched the skin, they would differentiate into even finer branches, which firmly took root in the skin of King Moshoura, making every limb look like Broken capillaries, blockage and bleeding are generally terrifying. Even if King Mashoura has great strength, he cannot escape from the hands of these mistletoes.
"It's just pussy."
In the next moment, countless silk threads emerged from the black crown of King Moshouluo, like thick black hair coming to life, weaving into a black robe covering his naked body.
I saw the king of Moyanshouluo stretching out his arms, as if shaking the bell in the void, and then suddenly without warning, he turned his head 180 degrees, and opened his head in a terrifying posture that almost turned his head off. The big eyes looked into the depths of Youcui Country on the Wulu Road!
At this time, the shock of the void was more prevalent than the two-headed god Karan, and the soul-stirring sound of the tambourine began to sound out of nowhere, and the wormhole that appeared in the world on the Wulu Youcui Country seemed to have encountered a strong stimulus—— ——The rays of light from the eyes of King Moshouluo pierced through countless overlapping and distorted space substances like a sharp sword, but cut off countless wriggling and struggling bright red worm threads, and Wulu Youcuiguo began to shrink as if stimulated , evolved into a narrow and long shape, just like the gate of the mysterious female, as King Mashouluo said.
"what!!!"
Pin Zhao, who was desperately dragging Venerable An Ren back, seemed to sense something strange, then raised his head and opened his eyes wide, howling in pain, and looked straight at You Cui Country on the Wulu Road.
From his position, it is impossible to see how frightening the expression of King Moshouluo can be to frighten the treacherous Wulu Youcuiguo away, but beyond the shackles of his body, he kept vomiting blood, and Pinzhao covered his mouth in disbelief , but couldn’t stop the blood from staining the monk’s robe red like a torrent——
Because at this time, not only was blood spitting out of the mouth, but all parts of Pinzhao's face were bleeding, and it rolled down onto the rocky ground strangely and drippingly!
Only Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er who were standing on the edge of the cliff could clearly see the Heavenly King Moyanshouluo. At this time, it was no longer the majestic face of King Miaobao. You Cuiguo looked even more terrifying!
Those are two completely different horrors.
The horror of Journeying through the Cui Country on the Wulu Road is a kind of great sorrow caused by death, resentment, lingering, and obsession. If someone has seen the deceased lingering in bed for many years, and finally died full of unwillingness, maybe he can congest the blood there. In the pupils of the eyes, the tight cheeks, and the corners of the ferocious mouth, one ten-thousandth of the terror in Wulu Youcui Country can be sensed.
And the terror displayed by King Moshouluo is that he was born to be trapped by diseases, hunger, wars, and disasters, and he was accompanied by the most sad and hateful things in the world, and finally entered the path of breaking precepts and depravity, killing, stealing, adultery, and insolence. The abyss of evil that is taboo, the terror of never turning back.
This dharma image is filled with the most intense anger in the world. He has never seen light, nor has he ever understood darkness. Because all sentient beings are destined to be swallowed up by a fate like an abyss, the dharma image shows what he has understood The heart of "compassion" that violates the natural relationship but conforms to cognition!
The mouth of this portrait began to open suddenly, and gradually became as big as the sky and the earth. His upper lip was as wide as the sky, and his lower lip was as boundless as the earth. The three eyes on his face shone brightly like the sun. His mouth Make a sound of "Hum", like thunder resounding through the sky, trying to swallow Wulu Youcuiguo in one gulp.
The countless worm threads that were originally entangled with King Moyansura have now become an inescapable burden, and the blood is flowing back from the countless silks to the Wumi black robe of King Moyansura, giving this body The strange robe was stained with a hint of bright red.
Horrific and sharp howls sounded from Pinzhao's mouth, and also rose from the wormhole of Wulu Youcuiguo. With the backflow of blood, Wulu Youcuiguo began to become pale and weak. After all, it is difficult to move an inch.
At this moment, Pinzhao stumbled and rushed in front of You Cuiguo on the Wulu Road, his thin body blocked the deafening thunder of King Moshouluo.
Bleeding and blind eyes can not see the horror dharma, bleeding and deaf ears can not hear the thundering sound, bleeding and blocked trachea makes Pinzhao about to stop breathing through his mouth and nose, the little monk who can turn into a blood gourd opens up With both arms tearing off the worm threads, he desperately tried to pull thousands of threads away, but all had little effect. Instead, the crimson blood rolling down from his body continued to sprinkle on the Wulu Youcui Country, recovering a trace of his vitality. strength.
In the face of such behavior of mantising arms as a car, Yu Cuiguo, who is like a female yin, finally accumulated enough energy, and there was another wail from the wormhole, and then the strong man cut off the wriggling worm silk instantly like a broken arm, turning into a blood mist floating in the sky On the edge of the cliff, it seems ready to escape.
But the rest of the worm silk was caught by Pinzhao, so he took advantage of the situation to firmly absorb the little monk Pinzhao, and in the blink of an eye, completely sucked him into a hideous mummy, and then traveled around Cuiguo in the fog He suddenly floated down the cliff with this mummy, and completely disappeared in the haggard cloud that suddenly rose outside Huashou Rock, leaving only a faint trace of tragic blood.
Pinzhao's death was so sudden that Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er were stunned. No one thought that this little monk who had worked so hard to avoid Youcui Country on the Wulu Road would choose to never be separated from Youcui Country on the Wulu Road at this moment. People even began to wonder if they were experiencing hallucinations—maybe Pinzhao just had hallucinations due to excessive blood loss, and jumped off a cliff in a frenzy to die.
Legend has it that every day an Arhat rides a cloud to come to Huashou Gate to pay homage to Venerable Kasyapa. The cloud that rises in an instant and dissipates after breathing is the breeze sleeve of the Arhat. Today is the time again before you know it.
Wearing a black robe, King Moshouluo suddenly stood up, his eyes squinted and looked around, the thick fog in the valley also slowly rose, and the scorching sun in the sky was about to rise to the clouds. , Layers of bright Buddha lights bloomed on Huashou Rock, and for a while, only the golden mountain shimmered. Regardless of the magic light, Buddha light, self-observation and other views, the evil and the good were mixed together.
This fight to the death not only existed between Jiang Wen, An Ren, and King Moyan Shouluo, but now the entire Jizu Sanyin was fighting against him.
As if inspired by some kind, Luo Shuang'er suddenly stood up at this moment, and fixed her eyes on the dark pupils of King Moyanshouluo, and there was a golden light in her eyes that could not be concealed.
In the Buddha's light in the sky reflected by the standing figures of the two, it was billions of times brighter than the sun and the moon, and the eyes of the two were completely filled with this light, and they entered the realm of mystery and mystery beyond form.Immediately after that, King Moyanshouluo showed his vajra appearance again bravely and diligently, and fought with the god of Lingtai in Luo Shuang'er's eyes.
Luo Shuang'er's figure showed the color of platinum in the Buddha's light, and as she danced slowly, she transformed into a giant spirit god with palms covered in bearskin and golden four eyes. The bronze dagger was raised high, intending to hit the king of Moyanshouluo with a thunderous force-this is the god of Fangxiang who kept the room away from the epidemic in ancient times!
"What a powerful visualization."
King Moyanshouluo praised slowly, but against the backdrop of his weird accent, such praise seemed meaningful. He seemed to be acknowledging Luo Shuanger's uniqueness, but he couldn't help feeling that it was nothing more than that.
"Black-robed King Kong, get up!"
With a low growl, the king of Moyanshouluo, the black treasure crown turned into a black robe around him without any wind, and fluttered in the air. Only then did the terrifying and angry appearance that made people feel dreadful just now appeared again, and he faced the golden four without any fear. The purpose is to drive away the epidemic and the fierce god roars.
"Bai Shui Li Ghost Gate, open!"
With the chanting of the King Moshouluo again, there was a gloomy wind on Huashou Rock. It seemed that countless suppressed ghosts and demons emerged from him. The wisps of black that were so thick that they couldn't be melted resisted the copper spear that was about to fall.
"Hundred civil and military statues in the bardo, successful!"
With the angry black-robed King Kong as the center, and the white water used to drive away the nine demons and suppress the ten fierce ghosts as the base of the altar, all kinds of loud noises suddenly appeared in the Buddha's light, and a strong light bloomed. Awareness, there is in the emergence", Buddha shadows appeared one by one in the mandala built with their own self-nature, occupying all the Buddha's light in the sky, overlooking the god of Fangxiang from a height!
In such a strange situation, Luo Shuang'er is still fighting to the death with King Moyanshouluo in the Buddha's light, and every second will be a matter of life and death!
The golden light of the copper spear did not diminish at all, and the sharpness continued to strike at the black-robed Vajra transformed by King Moyanshouluo. Luo Shuang'er knew that everything was an illusion. King Kong, can crack the mandala laid down by King Mashouluo.
With a bang, the black-robed Vajra held his brain in the left, full of blood, and raised the three-pronged halberd in the right, trying to block the attack. With his arm, he hit the black crown on the head of the black-robed King Kong hard!
The Buddha's light flashed wildly, but it was too late. Jiang Wen guessed that the reason why King Moyanshouluo dared to give up the first move and meet the enemy was because Luo Shuang'er had enough time for him to make three moves— —In the face of such a gap, the so-called first-mover advantage is nothing more than a dying baleq.
During the death fight of the Buddha's light, Jin Ge suddenly cut through the coat of the black-robed King Kong and cut off the arms of the black-robed King Kong, but it was only at this time that Luo Shuang'er discovered that the opponent still had a pair of arms besides the severed arms. In the deep hidden robe, only these palms are silently and compassionately clasped together in the shape of a Buddha. At this moment, because the robe was broken and born, it turned from a four-armed vajra to a two-armed vajra.
The moment the black crown was hit by a spear, it instantly radiated the infinite Buddha light representing the perfect and immeasurable wisdom. It was only at this time that the ultimate pure appearance of the deity appeared from the skin full of killing and anger. At one moment, he showed the true form of Samantabhadra King Tathagata. After giving up the divine power to destroy the heavens, he possessed the meaning of capturing all the Buddhas, and finally achieved consummation!
"Puxian King Tathagata was born, this is the fundamental destruction of Vajra Hell, you lost."
At this time, the hundreds of civil and military statues in the bardo chanted the name of Samantabhadra King Tathagata in unison, and the three realms of Buddha's light shook and shattered at the same time. The Sanskrit singing destroyed all heretics in an instant, shaking the body of the god of Fang Xiang again and again.
As the black-robed King Kong transformed into the main Buddha of this mandala, the four seas and four continents in the city were as stable as Mount Sumeru and the Vajra World, and the golden arm of the god of Fang Xiang was broken on the spot!
The sky was covered by dark clouds, and the Buddha's light on the peak suddenly dimmed. The consciousness in Luo Shuang'er's eyes was intermittent, and the platinum figure in the Buddha's light also tended to scatter. Luo Shuang'er's body also fell backwards. on the ground.
"Your Excellency has been on the sidelines for a long time, but you just want to test my details. Now that you have exhausted all means, it is time for you to make a move."
King Moshouluo explained Jiang Wen's intention of watching with cold eyes. He stood there and stared at the surrounding fields, as if he was determined to remove all obstacles with his strength, and he didn't pay attention to anything at this time.
But Jiang Wen didn't intend to do anything at all. Seeing the other party speak, Jiang Wen's first choice was not to draw his sword to face each other, but to sit down cross-legged very well, and chatted with the other party ten steps away. His demeanor is so friendly, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you are greeting a friend who came from afar.
"I have won the love of my comrades in the Jianghu, and I got the name "Gentleman's Sword", because I am a gentleman, and I always talk but not move-I haven't asked for advice yet, so I don't know why this behavior comes from?"
King Moshouluo also sat down cross-legged, and spoke with Miaobao Dharma King's usually humble and polite face, but his whole body showed a diamond-like sharpness and bravery, and he didn't even do anything anymore, as if he had absolute confidence in the confrontation of words. confidence.
"I came here today simply to knock on the door of Huashou and pay homage to Venerable Kasyapa. At the beginning, the World Honored One held up flowers, and Kassapa smiled. My Buddha disciple wanted to see something wonderful. I don't know what is wrong with this move. Why do you stop it? "
Jiang Wen looked back at Huashou Shimen in surprise, and then at Moyanshouluo Tianwang, and said with a very puzzled look.
"Nianhua smile? Is there such a thing in the world?"
King Moshouluo smiled slightly and said.
"This is an official case of my Buddhist school. At the time, the World Honored One presented flowers to the public at the Lingshan Meeting. At that time, everyone was silent, but Venerable Kasyapa broke his face and smiled. The World Honored One said: 'I have the Eye of Zhengfa and the wonderful mind of Nirvana. There is no form, subtle method, no written words, non-teaching non-teaching, entrusted to Maha Kassapa'."
But Jiang Wen said with even more regret: "How can these nonsense be taken seriously?"
King Moshouluo frowned, as if he didn't intend to talk to this ignorant person, but he didn't expect Jiang Wen to continue talking like a cannonball.
"As far as I know, in the "Jingde Chuan Deng Lu" and "Zu Tang Ji" written in the Northern Song Dynasty, there is no such saying of holding flowers and smiling, but it is mentioned that the Buddha's saying lived in the world for 49 years, and later told his disciple Maha Kasyapa: I use the pure Dharma eye and the wonderful mind of Nirvana. Reality has no form, and the subtle and correct Dharma will be given to you. You should protect and uphold the words of'."
"I used to live in Xitan Temple and searched through the Buddhist scriptures. I also found that the story of "Nianhua Smile" has never been seen in Buddhist scriptures outside the Zen Denglu. It was clearly compiled and gradually processed by later generations until the Southern Song Dynasty. Chunxi's ten-year "Lian Lantern Festival" has the version you just talked about."
"There are so many evidences here, and the second is from its construction. Nianhua Smile is obviously a profound allusion deliberately fabricated by the Song people by borrowing the Taoist meaning of "big sound and low sound". Why do you waste your time?"
The expression of King Moshouluo gradually changed from anger to deep thought, and finally fell into a frowning look, and he retorted.
"Unexpectedly, your Excellency has a deep understanding of Buddhist scriptures. You must also know that Chunxi's 15-year-old "Eye of Humanity" quoted "Zongmen Miscellaneous Records" and mentioned that Wang Anshi once saw a "smiling smile"..."
Jiang Wen laughed, and immediately picked up the topic.
"What you're talking about is Wang Jinggong's bragging. I once saw three volumes of the "Brahma King Asking the Buddha's Doubt Sutra" in the Hanyuan of the Inner Palace. Not only did he read the record of the World Honored One ascending the throne and holding flowers to show the public, but he also said that this sutra talks more about the emperor. May I ask the Buddha, why are you hiding those who are unknown in the world?"
"Let's not talk about how much moisture there is in such devious citation records, but just say that Wang Jinggong deliberately said that when this scripture was hidden, his tone was like that of a countryman gossiping. 'My friend saw it with his own eyes', but he never mentioned who this friend is—the more logic is patched like this, the more guilty the writer will appear."
Jiang Wen seemed to be still unsatisfied, and continued, "Let's talk about this "The Great Brahma King Asking the Buddha's Doubt Sutra". The meaning is shallow, and it is also mixed with the interpretation of the five seasons and eight religions, the division of phases, and the division of self-nature, which are only found in the Central Plains. Knowing all kinds of things but failing to concentrate, it is only natural to be deceived occasionally."
King Moshouluo was stunned for a long time, he didn't expect that he would be caught off guard here, but suddenly his demeanor changed suddenly, and he burst out laughing.
"Your Excellency is really well-educated and eloquent. I was almost seduced by you too. The purpose of my coming here today is not to test the authenticity of the naughty smile!"
"As you said, before the Buddha passed away, he handed over his mantle and bowl to Maha Kasyapa, and Kassapa presided over the collection of the Tripitaka. What's wrong with me coming to pay homage? Why do you have to argue that a white horse is not a horse? "
After all, King Moshouluo was not confused by Jiang Wen, and soon realized that the loophole in Jiang Wen's debate was "a white horse is not a horse", and wanted to rely on "smiling with flowers" to make the other party think that worshiping Kasyapa was useless. And leave.
Once he fails in citing scriptures, the best way at this time is to retreat and advance. When King Moshouluo jumped out of this debate and no longer obsessed with details, Jiang Wen's purpose was undefeated and defeated.
"Haha, you are really very discerning, but there is one more thing, do you understand?"
Jiang Wen continued without arrogance or impetuosity, "Master Sanzang recorded in "Da Tang Western Regions": "Kasyapa presided over the Dharma, and the gathering has been completed. By the 20th year, he will be weary of the impermanence of the world, and will go into extinction. Jizu Mountain.' It is said that after the Buddha passed away, Venerable Kassapa did not have Nirvana, but chose to enter Jizu Mountain to enter meditation, and the mountain was hidden behind the cave."
"But the Jizu mountain mentioned by Master Sanzang is Qijabori Mountain in Western Tianzhu. Jiushan, transliterated as Qijabori! What is the benefit of you coming to this Binchuan wilderness?!"
Although this matter is a little difficult to accept, the situation is very obvious. How could Kassapa, a disciple of Sakyamuni 2000 years ago, come to Yunnan, where there was still no shit at that time, and choose to wait for the new Buddha to be born?Isn't this the opposite?
Jiang Wen, who came from later generations, is very aware of this matter, and at the same time, he is able to jump out of the immediate limitations and look at the accumulated problems objectively.
The Jizu Mountain in Yunnan at the foot was originally named Jiuqu Mountain, and it was called Jiuqu Mountain or Jiuchongyan Mountain before the Ming Dynasty.It was not until the Yuan and Ming Dynasties Dali's "Baigu Tongji" that Jiuqu Mountain was first renamed Jizu Mountain. Buddhist historical materials clearly record that Jizu Mountain is in India. It is self-evident whether it is true or not.
This is why the temples on Jizu Mountain, although they all claim to have a long history, are actually respected by newly built temples like Xitan Temple——
Some of the Buddhist buildings on Jizu Mountain were built in the Tang Dynasty. However, due to the small number of people in the temple and the lack of fame, there was still "no Buddhist scriptures" in the Jingtai period of the Ming Dynasty.Thanks to the completion and spread of "Bai Gu Tong Ji", Dali was said to be the kingdom of Miaoxiang Buddha, and Jizu Mountain was the Taoist place of Venerable Kasyapa. The situation has undergone fundamental changes, and countless monks and laymen have come here.Looking at the source and flow in this way, what is so proud of everyone's fifty-step laugh at a hundred steps?
Jiang Wen smiled and looked at the King of Mahasura. His logical chain is very complete. The Jizu Mountain under his feet is a fake. Naturally, it is also a fake for Venerable Kasyapa to hide in Huashou Rock. So today King of Mahasura Coming to the mountain with a killing spree is the most ridiculous thing in the world!
King Moshouluo took a deep breath and pressed his lips tightly. He seemed to have been refuted by Jiang Wen's remarks, but he had a faint smile on his face, and his expression seemed to have seen through the other party's disguise A wise man doesn't even bother to criticize the other party's mistakes and omissions.
"It turned out that I misunderstood your Excellency. I learned Buddhism step by step from the "Bai Gu Tong Ji". This is just a rotten seed, and I can't realize Bodhi..."
King Moshouluo continued to speak, the firm determination in his eyes did not change at all.
The short-lived peace was shattered in an instant, and the two stood up at the same time, waved their palms at the same time, and collided with each other with overwhelming palm force, making a deafening sound, and an astonishing deep pit appeared under their feet , It seems that even the tough earth can't bear such a force, and the collapse is even a piece of dust falling into the abyss.
After changing his palms, Jiang Wen took advantage of his strength to pass over the head of King Moshouluo, and then came to the position of Huashou Chongyan where Master Anren was. The deadly boiling inner breath was relieved.
"The man in black who broke into Fayun Pavilion that day was indeed you!"
Jiang Wen said in a deep voice, "It's a pity that I didn't expect your method to be so miraculous, that even the number of body and energy channels can be completely different!"
The man in black in the Fayun Pavilion that day, although his moves were stable against Master An Ren, his skills were not as good as Jiang Wen's. If it was a duel on the ground, he was [-]% sure that he would be able to capture the opponent.
But when they fought again today, Jiang Wen only felt that the opponent's skill was already extraordinary. How to withdraw the palm after the shot, such details are unclear.
What's even more amazing is that Jiang Wen can be sure that there is no trace of internal force in the body of King Moyanshouluo, because at the moment of the fight just now, Beiming's true energy has flowed through the opponent's meridians and acupoints like wind and clouds, but failed to bring back a little bit. The harvest, draws the opponent's aura.
All kinds of unique and bizarre signs can only explain one thing. In order to cultivate internal strength, King Moshouluo may even have never practiced martial arts. The unique method of casting furnace, muscles, bones and blood vessels into fine steel is as natural as Sakyamuni's elephant throwing skill!
What's more unfortunate is that this kind of cross-training opponent is what Jiang Wen is most afraid of at present. Even if he wants to take advantage of his peak success power, he can't match the opponent's steady and steady fight. Number of five.
Jiang Wen used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms again, and the fierce palm force emerged in the palm along Ren and Du's two veins, turning into a shocking roar of wind and thunder and hitting the arm of Moyanshouluo Tianwang. It is impossible for the rocks to remain intact.
However, the expression of King Moyanshouluo remained unchanged, his arms were turned back to accept the impact, and then he used his elbow as a fist to withstand Jiang Wen's palm. Despite the wave after wave of Han Shan's internal force, it seemed to dissolve in him almost perfectly. body.The two maintained the handover posture and competed in strength. It was the first time that Jianglong's eighteen palms met an opponent. After seeing the moves, the two confronted each other faster and faster. The speed was even faster than Jiang Wen's hand. Returning in vain again!
"What a perfect one! Jiang admires it!"
If Jiang Wen is able to hide and defend, the King of Moyanshouluo will naturally know how to hide his strength. After two simple moves, Jiang Wen will understand that King Moyanshouluo's attainments in martial arts are not weaker than himself, even his own. To the extent that he has reached the level of perfection and is at his fingertips, no matter the means or the mind of such an opponent, it can be called an unprecedented existence.
"Why is it like his mother's Baimen Tower now, everyone is as brave as Lu Bu?!"
Jiang Wen withdrew and returned angrily, and then Moyanshouluo Tianwang unnaturally lowered his arms and shook his body gently, as if what really troubled him was not Jiang Wen's various methods, but the way he moved toward Hua in order to deal with Jiang Wen. Shouyan raised his arm, aggravating the pressure he would have to bear even if he was standing upright.
"Your Excellency claims to use your mouth but not your hands, but in my opinion, this hand skill is not weak at all."
King Moshouluo smiled slightly, his face was full of arrogance, as if it was a rare honor for someone in the whole world to be praised by him.
"Three times in a moment, the past and the future, the past and the present in the tenth life, you should never leave it. How can you understand? I can clearly recall the situation when the Buddha was on the golden summit of Jizu Mountain, Huashouyan prequel to the "Great Illusion Net Tantra", At that time, I, as one of the Buddha's disciples, also participated in it, is there any truth to Anneng?"
If there were no such peculiarities, Jiang Wen would only think that Dharma King Miaobao was born with a schizophrenic personality. He did not know when he split into an arrogant and conceited personality named Moyanshouluo Tianwang, but everything he saw now forced him to He accepts the fact that King Mashouluo is a real and real master, and even he cannot be underestimated.
Jiang Wen stood on the spot with cold eyes, and kicked Master Anren, who looked horrible, with his toe.
"Master, do you still want to pretend to be dead? You have already tested to this point, you should know something, right?"
The old monk whose life and death were unknown in front of Huashouyan slowly supported his body at this time, and said weakly, "Benefactor Jiang thinks too much of the old monk. I really almost passed away just now."
Master Anren sat cross-legged on the ground with difficulty, the broken bones on his body were still deformed, and he was hanging with only a mouthful of zhenqi protecting his heart veins, and said with difficulty.
"This demon is familiar with the scriptures of "Nianhua Smile" in the Chunxi period, and because "Bai Gu Tong Ji" identified Jizu Mountain as the Kasyapa Dojo, he was obviously born after the Southern Song Dynasty, and his accent is specious, neither south nor north, but also He should have been born before the Ming Dynasty, so he should be born in the Yuan Dynasty."
Jiang Wen turned to look at Master Anren.
"Master, I asked you to analyze it, not to ask you to blame the gods. Do you really think that the other party is an ancient man who resurrected from a dead body? Or is it really the King of Moshouluo?"
Master Anren looked at Jiang Wen angrily.
"Benefactor Jiang, since you deliberately used allusions just now and wanted to find out the identity of this demon, you must have the same doubts as I do in your heart, why bother to make fun of it?"
Jiang Wen laughed helplessly, and could only temporarily accept these things that subverted cognition.
Although the Moyanshouluo Heavenly King in front of him is extremely wise and persevering, he still exposed some information under Jiang Wen's series of tricks. Just as Master Anren said, Jiang Wen actually used some inconspicuous allusions on purpose Provoking and testing the other party, the ultimate goal is to confirm the other party's identity.
Some things are like counterfeiting. People can forge antiques into past things, but it is impossible to forge an Apple mobile phone at the end of the nineteenth century. This is a gap that cannot be crossed, let alone cognition and practice.In this way, no matter how much King Mashouluo hides, his words and deeds cannot escape the influence of the era in which he lived.
But here comes a new question, how can Jiang Wen admit that this is a person who originally existed in the Yuan Dynasty, and now he is standing in front of him resurrected from the dead?
For a long time, Jiang Wen has never admitted that there are ghosts in the world, and there is reincarnation after death, and he does not want to pursue immortality, longevity and heaven, because being able to die is a kindness of creatures for any race And positive ability.
Let’s not talk hypocritically about the loneliness and sorrow of the immortals. The genetic mutation of creatures on this planet is essentially a genetic error. Relying on trial and error and natural elimination, the biological populations that adapt to the environment are preserved. This becomes evolution, to be precise, evolution.
At this time, death is a necessity for races, because evolution cannot be achieved for single-generation organisms, so organisms use the method of reproduction to make new genes more adaptable to new environmental changes.
If the DNA telomeres of organisms can perfectly replicate themselves, they can indeed live forever, but the price is that they cannot evolve and become the bottom of the biological chain.
For example, like the lighthouse jellyfish.In the era when the lighthouse jellyfish just appeared and achieved immortality in disguise, there was no such a diverse biosphere. At that time, it was the period when the Precambrian and the Sinian overlapped, which belonged to the period of bacteria and algae, and plankton and small fish Shellfish-eating lighthouse jellyfish were, at the time, predators.But the price of immortality is that the evolution has stopped, and the lighthouse jellyfish has been completely reduced to the bottom of the biological chain.
Based on this theory, the so-called immortal soul is logically invalid and meaningless.Because the soul is a product of old-fashionedness, when the body has become useless, the old ones will be eliminated. As long as there is no perfect gene in the world, then eternal life is equal to being imperfect forever.
Thanks to solid logical thinking, Jiang Wen was vaguely aware of all problems when there was a conflict between cognition and what he saw.
Everything seems to have happened at the moment Miaobao Dharma King came into contact with the "Huayan Great Repentance Sutra", that is, the moment he opened the "terma" in his mouth—or it should be said, the character of "Miaobao Dharma King" Birth is inextricably and inextricably related to the "terma", and it is this "terma" that guides him and drives him to do everything?
From another perspective, can this "terma" be regarded as a "personality copy" that is separated from the outside world?For example, can some eminent monks and lamas in some Tibetan areas use some kind of ritual to peel off and create such a copy of personality?
Or, is it to give the personality copy to the descendants whose brain wave band is compatible with it, and the latter will slowly copy itself until it completely occupies this body? !
In this case, it is not a soul invasion.
Because after the spirit and self-will are tortured to the point of madness, the human body is just a container, and the outside world can use continuous brainwashing methods to infuse complex and complicated knowledge, and finally input perfect and rigorous memes for self-replication evolution. Create a person with "exactly the same" memory, habits, and way of thinking from the level of will.
Such speculation seems to be more convincing than soul reincarnation.
The many clues that emerged in Jiang Wen's mind seemed to point to this guess at the same time, such as why the rumored terma would occur after a high fever or severe mental stimulation, and why the probability of occurrence in children was much greater than that in adults.
Perhaps a long, long time ago, a mysterious sect older than Tibetan secrets might be the Brahmanism or Buddhism that was secretly spread in Nepal, or it might be the Bon religion that was born on the snow-covered plateau like a shadow. In the face of shock, I chose to use the inheritance of various empowerments, practices, and rituals to be engraved and passed on to the "tertön". Using this kind of tricks to complete the career that cannot be completed in a single generation of life, it also makes certain knowledge fundamentally impossible. May be destroyed by disappearance!
And the "personality copy" received by the Miaobao Dharma King, the instruction left is to open the hidden knowledge in the "Huayan Great Repentance Sutra", and then completely activate the will of the "Moyanshouluo Heavenly King", and come Go to the Huashou Chongyan of Jizu Mountain and worship the legendary Venerable Kasyapa!
"After the Dharma King Miaobao enlightened the terma, he would actually attract such a great enemy of the Buddha. Even if the old monk was smashed to pieces, he would not be able to escape the blame..."
Venerable An Ren is obviously using a different method, but he also restores the story of the incident just like Jiang Wen, but he is more focused on what he saw and heard when the sky was full of yellow sand.
"It is rumored that when the "Naropa Six Accomplishments" was created by Venerable Tilopa, in addition to the three methods of the kundalini, phantom body, and light of the convenient way, the three methods of the dream, the bardo, and the transfer of consciousness of the way of liberation. According to legend, there are also two major methods of double luck and seizing homes, but in fact it should be "Naropa's Eight Accomplishments"!"
"It's just that the old monk didn't expect that the real cultivation method of the achievement method is to create the body of seizing the house and dual luck, and the upper and lower three methods are cultivated together! It is no wonder that the king of Miaobao can transform the treasures that have never been practiced once he enlightens the treasure. Get rid of the three dharmas, and use them like arms and fingers!"
The word "Duoshe" does not need to be explained. This translation has already explained everything in a simple and easy-to-understand manner, and "Shuangyun" originally means "two methods of cultivation together". This term is not an invention of Esoteric Buddhism. It is also widely used, such as the dual movement of compassion and wisdom, the dual movement of physical body and dharmakaya, the dual movement of tranquility and insight, the dual movement of wisdom and convenience, the double movement of seeing and doing, and so on.
Jiang Wen immediately translated and understood Master Anren's words in his own way, that is, the real path of the six methods of Naruo lies in how to correctly use the two lost methods.
For example, first use the "double luck" method to create schizophrenia, steal the management authority of the body, let the left and right brain practice the three methods of upper and lower at the same time, but the main body does not know it, and then completely seize the original consciousness and expel the bardo body of the original owner. , I will become a Buddha in the Consummation Stage!
"Master Anren, so the Miaobao Dharma King no longer exists in the world, so what is the origin of this person in front of him? Why does he rely on 'terma' and make such a strange move?"
Master An Ren sighed deeply, looking at Jiang Wen with despair.
"Blesser Jiang, you must have seen it before. This natural demon country with chicken feet and mountains is all formed by the three poisons of greed, hatred and ignorance in the world. Unless the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and sages and arhats come personally, it cannot be easily resolved. Among them, the deeper the obsession, the boundless the magic power. Now this demon has come across hundreds of years, naturally no one can match its deep obsession, and today's matter may be in danger!"
Not far away, Moyanshouluo Tianwang narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to enjoy the atmosphere of being feared and feared by others. After listening to Master Anren's words, he was only a little bit concerned about the word "this demon" that he kept saying. dissatisfied.
"Hundreds of years have passed in the world, and the vicissitudes of life are really like this..."
King Moshouluo stood with his hands behind his back and looked into the distance, with a trace of desolation coming from the world. The back view at that moment was imprinted on the retina. Jiang Wen instantly changed from unbelievable to believing that the person in front of him was a A great enemy of Buddhism who has come across hundreds of years.
"The two inferences are not bad at all, there is only one deviation. I have indeed read "Bai Gu Tong Ji" thoroughly, but I was the first to notice the clues from the book, and then spread it all over the world. , the matter of Kasyapa Dojo..."
The sighing and emotional tone could not conceal the intention of looking at everything. The words spoken by the King of Moshouluo had already set off waves of turmoil in Master Anren's mind. At this moment, he wanted to piece together countless clues. , but instead he began to doubt and believe his own judgment.
Venerable Anren's master, Zen master Benwu, once showed him Fu Tianxi's ambiguous memorial. Every line in the memorial pointed to an obscure but doomed Buddhist apocalypse.
Emperor Hongwu used to become a monk in his early years, and kept secret about all possible allusions to this period of history. He only hid Fu Tianxi's playbook in the palace, and did not shy away from the countless words "Buddha" and "Monk" in it. The palace people also witnessed several times that Emperor Hongwu secretly read the playbook in the middle of the night and wrote countless annotations, but in the early morning, all of them were smeared beyond recognition.
Master Anren knew very well at this time that the person who deliberately spread the name of Jizu Mountain Buddha in the world was indeed a person from the Yuan Dynasty, and he was also from the Buddhist sect. The possibility of being impersonated.
"Could it be... Could it be that you are..."
He desperately wanted to deny this conjecture, but now the premise of the conjecture, plus the fact that the other party buried the "terma" deeply in the "Huayan Great Repentance Sutra", gradually narrowed the scope to the conjecture related to the record. The scriptures—that is, at the turn of the Xixia and Yuan dynasties, at the Yunyan Ci'en Temple in Helan Mountain, the Dharma protector and his disciples, the recluse Master Huijue, and his disciples!
"Could it be that you are the former Yuan Guoshi who drove Monk Song into the mountains to seek death..."
Venerable Anren pointed at the King of Moyanshouluo in horror, his hands trembled beyond restraint, and he ignored the severe pain caused by the wound, and his voice changed so much that Jiang Wen couldn't stop staring.
"...King Shura?!"
Jiang Wen was confused by this shocking statement.It was said earlier that King Moshouluo drove Song monks to seek death, no doubt referring to the originator of the curse of "If you don't see the true Buddha, you can't get rid of it", and caused countless monks to die of despair and madness, but the latter supplement made Jiang Wen Some were puzzled, and then squinted at King Mashouluo, and asked questions without knowing why.
"Oh? Is King Shura famous?"
Jiang Wen only felt that the name was familiar, but he still didn't notice anything strange in his heart. He wanted to say some cruel words such as if the total winning rate is [-]%, he has [-]% and the legend is about to end. The name was quite familiar, so he whispered.
"Master, the name Shura King, I seem to have heard an old Taoist priest in Wuyi Mountain once said... Is he very good at kung fu?"
Master An Ren grabbed Jiang Wen's trouser leg with one hand, and said nervously.
"It's more than powerful! King Shuluo was born in the Xixia Party's survivors, and he studied under Xixia Master Huijue. He was the number one master in the Yuan Dynasty. He once bloodbathed the martial arts in the Central Plains by himself, causing the vitality of the Jianghu to be severely injured. He failed to recover for a hundred years. His disciples It is Yang Lian Zhenjia of the Buddhist capital of the south of the Yangtze River, and he is also a crazy person. He used to..."
Jiang Wen raised his hand to stop Master Anren from continuing to describe, and said with a gloomy expression.
"I don't need to talk about the latter. The thieves stole the emperor's mausoleum, stole the bones of Li Zong, made a human bone Gabala bowl, and made the righteous people hate to end up in Fuzhou City. It is the so-called lazy teacher who is not strict in teaching. This master is not a big deal. Kindness!"
Jiang Wen vaguely remembered that Yuan Huazi once said that his ancestors who guarded Manting Peak after the death of Song Dynasty were killed by Luo Chunyi and King Shouluo jointly, causing the entire hermit sect to collapse from then on. After hundreds of years, it will appear in front of me by chance.
"Master, King Shura is such a famous figure, why is there so little news about him in the world, but people in Buddhism like you know it well?"
Venerable Anren patiently explained: "This demon has a very high opinion of himself, and he calls himself the king of Moyishouluo. Moyi means greatness, and Shura means freedom. Therefore, when recording Buddhism, Taoism, and history books, he avoids calling it He is King Shura."
Jiang Wen nodded, and understood that it was because the other party's claim was too narcissistic, and he made it clear that he wanted to call himself a free man. Even the Yuan Dynasty, which appointed him as the national teacher, was embarrassed to use such an abusive title of God and Buddha. Come up with an abbreviation.
Venerable Anren continued: "However, the Sanskrit pronunciation is too obscure, and people in the world don't understand the word Shouluo, so they took its meaning of freedom and freedom, and gave him a name that is more popular and understandable... ..."
Jiang Wen rubbed his chin and hesitated for a moment, spit out the name that he had considered in his mind, and inadvertently thought of the opponent's martial arts, and his mind immediately fell into a state of more chaos and consternation than Master An Ren...
"Could it be... Xiaoyao Wang?" (End of this chapter)
Countless dry muntjacs have followed Jiang Wen to climb the entire cliff, but "Miaobao Dharma King", or the King of Moshouluo, is still indifferent. It seems that he is just annoyed by the road he chose, why his feet are broken? Stone shrubs would be so much more.
The dry muntjacs crawled towards the king of Mahasura with their hands and feet. The two protruding canines stabbed obliquely at the edge of the mouth. The sharp mouth opened desperately like sucking and eating, and the skin like carrion and leather exuded a dull The color submerged bit by bit the position where King Moshouluo was. In the sea of corpses, there was soon only the unpleasant noise like a bellows, and the crowd of corpses became more squirming and bloated due to the squeeze, which looked terrifying.
"Mere rotten wood."
The deep voice of King Moshouluo came out from the sea of corpses, with a very strange accent in Chinese, and in the next second, a scene without gunpowder smoke, dust, and flames occurred among the corpses of the dried muntjacs. Big bang!
For some reason, the dry muntjacs were shaken up by a majestic force, and they were suddenly overturned from the ground, turning into catkins flying all over the sky. Within a ten-foot range, the sea of dry deer corpses was shaken away without any resistance!
In the center of the circle, the only figure standing tall is a figure with a bare upper body. He raises his right hand to the sky, his feet are firmly planted on the ground, his left shoulder is slightly heavy like a mountain, and his body maintains a stable and motionless posture. .
King Moshouluo stood still like this, and time seemed to stand still at the moment when he exerted his strength, and it seemed to flow back to the eve before he was about to exert his strength.
From the contours of his face, chest, legs, arms and other parts that are violently exaggerated due to muscle expansion, people can feel the coagulation of strength and majestic majesty from a distance.Through the raging and powerful muscles, the sonorous and powerful gestures and the monk's robes bulging without wind, what everyone saw was not a human figure, but what they saw in unison was clearly a vajra warrior sweeping the void with his hand on the mountain!
Everyone in the field understood at this time that the reason why King Moshoura spoke in Chinese was just to let them know that the instigator of all this was King Moshoura himself, so as not to cause everything that seemed like lightning to happen too quickly and make the onlookers Some thought it was just a coincidence.
The collapse was inevitable, and the stiff and haggard limbs of the dry muntjac were constantly shaking, and they were all suppressed by an extreme and violent force, and they fell to the bottom of the deep cliff.
However, since ancient times, steel has been extremely fragile, and strong winds and violence cannot escape the entanglement behind him. The vajra warrior posture of King Moshouluo did not break free from the shackles of Wulu Yucui Kingdom. On the contrary, these blood-red substances, like worm silk, instantly differentiated Multiple lines entwine towards him.
In the twisting and twisting terror like a worm's mouth, there seemed to be an extremely sharp death howl reverberating, trying to devour the King of Mashoura in it, and take him out of this world completely. In the scene where the clothes look like dried blood, there seems to be a woman's figure dancing in the distance, forming a strange and tragic picture scroll.
The limbs of King Moshoura were firmly bound, and once the tiny worm filaments touched the skin, they would differentiate into even finer branches, which firmly took root in the skin of King Moshoura, making every limb look like Broken capillaries, blockage and bleeding are generally terrifying. Even if King Mashoura has great strength, he cannot escape from the hands of these mistletoes.
"It's just pussy."
In the next moment, countless silk threads emerged from the black crown of King Moshouluo, like thick black hair coming to life, weaving into a black robe covering his naked body.
I saw the king of Moyanshouluo stretching out his arms, as if shaking the bell in the void, and then suddenly without warning, he turned his head 180 degrees, and opened his head in a terrifying posture that almost turned his head off. The big eyes looked into the depths of Youcui Country on the Wulu Road!
At this time, the shock of the void was more prevalent than the two-headed god Karan, and the soul-stirring sound of the tambourine began to sound out of nowhere, and the wormhole that appeared in the world on the Wulu Youcui Country seemed to have encountered a strong stimulus—— ——The rays of light from the eyes of King Moshouluo pierced through countless overlapping and distorted space substances like a sharp sword, but cut off countless wriggling and struggling bright red worm threads, and Wulu Youcuiguo began to shrink as if stimulated , evolved into a narrow and long shape, just like the gate of the mysterious female, as King Mashouluo said.
"what!!!"
Pin Zhao, who was desperately dragging Venerable An Ren back, seemed to sense something strange, then raised his head and opened his eyes wide, howling in pain, and looked straight at You Cui Country on the Wulu Road.
From his position, it is impossible to see how frightening the expression of King Moshouluo can be to frighten the treacherous Wulu Youcuiguo away, but beyond the shackles of his body, he kept vomiting blood, and Pinzhao covered his mouth in disbelief , but couldn’t stop the blood from staining the monk’s robe red like a torrent——
Because at this time, not only was blood spitting out of the mouth, but all parts of Pinzhao's face were bleeding, and it rolled down onto the rocky ground strangely and drippingly!
Only Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er who were standing on the edge of the cliff could clearly see the Heavenly King Moyanshouluo. At this time, it was no longer the majestic face of King Miaobao. You Cuiguo looked even more terrifying!
Those are two completely different horrors.
The horror of Journeying through the Cui Country on the Wulu Road is a kind of great sorrow caused by death, resentment, lingering, and obsession. If someone has seen the deceased lingering in bed for many years, and finally died full of unwillingness, maybe he can congest the blood there. In the pupils of the eyes, the tight cheeks, and the corners of the ferocious mouth, one ten-thousandth of the terror in Wulu Youcui Country can be sensed.
And the terror displayed by King Moshouluo is that he was born to be trapped by diseases, hunger, wars, and disasters, and he was accompanied by the most sad and hateful things in the world, and finally entered the path of breaking precepts and depravity, killing, stealing, adultery, and insolence. The abyss of evil that is taboo, the terror of never turning back.
This dharma image is filled with the most intense anger in the world. He has never seen light, nor has he ever understood darkness. Because all sentient beings are destined to be swallowed up by a fate like an abyss, the dharma image shows what he has understood The heart of "compassion" that violates the natural relationship but conforms to cognition!
The mouth of this portrait began to open suddenly, and gradually became as big as the sky and the earth. His upper lip was as wide as the sky, and his lower lip was as boundless as the earth. The three eyes on his face shone brightly like the sun. His mouth Make a sound of "Hum", like thunder resounding through the sky, trying to swallow Wulu Youcuiguo in one gulp.
The countless worm threads that were originally entangled with King Moyansura have now become an inescapable burden, and the blood is flowing back from the countless silks to the Wumi black robe of King Moyansura, giving this body The strange robe was stained with a hint of bright red.
Horrific and sharp howls sounded from Pinzhao's mouth, and also rose from the wormhole of Wulu Youcuiguo. With the backflow of blood, Wulu Youcuiguo began to become pale and weak. After all, it is difficult to move an inch.
At this moment, Pinzhao stumbled and rushed in front of You Cuiguo on the Wulu Road, his thin body blocked the deafening thunder of King Moshouluo.
Bleeding and blind eyes can not see the horror dharma, bleeding and deaf ears can not hear the thundering sound, bleeding and blocked trachea makes Pinzhao about to stop breathing through his mouth and nose, the little monk who can turn into a blood gourd opens up With both arms tearing off the worm threads, he desperately tried to pull thousands of threads away, but all had little effect. Instead, the crimson blood rolling down from his body continued to sprinkle on the Wulu Youcui Country, recovering a trace of his vitality. strength.
In the face of such behavior of mantising arms as a car, Yu Cuiguo, who is like a female yin, finally accumulated enough energy, and there was another wail from the wormhole, and then the strong man cut off the wriggling worm silk instantly like a broken arm, turning into a blood mist floating in the sky On the edge of the cliff, it seems ready to escape.
But the rest of the worm silk was caught by Pinzhao, so he took advantage of the situation to firmly absorb the little monk Pinzhao, and in the blink of an eye, completely sucked him into a hideous mummy, and then traveled around Cuiguo in the fog He suddenly floated down the cliff with this mummy, and completely disappeared in the haggard cloud that suddenly rose outside Huashou Rock, leaving only a faint trace of tragic blood.
Pinzhao's death was so sudden that Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er were stunned. No one thought that this little monk who had worked so hard to avoid Youcui Country on the Wulu Road would choose to never be separated from Youcui Country on the Wulu Road at this moment. People even began to wonder if they were experiencing hallucinations—maybe Pinzhao just had hallucinations due to excessive blood loss, and jumped off a cliff in a frenzy to die.
Legend has it that every day an Arhat rides a cloud to come to Huashou Gate to pay homage to Venerable Kasyapa. The cloud that rises in an instant and dissipates after breathing is the breeze sleeve of the Arhat. Today is the time again before you know it.
Wearing a black robe, King Moshouluo suddenly stood up, his eyes squinted and looked around, the thick fog in the valley also slowly rose, and the scorching sun in the sky was about to rise to the clouds. , Layers of bright Buddha lights bloomed on Huashou Rock, and for a while, only the golden mountain shimmered. Regardless of the magic light, Buddha light, self-observation and other views, the evil and the good were mixed together.
This fight to the death not only existed between Jiang Wen, An Ren, and King Moyan Shouluo, but now the entire Jizu Sanyin was fighting against him.
As if inspired by some kind, Luo Shuang'er suddenly stood up at this moment, and fixed her eyes on the dark pupils of King Moyanshouluo, and there was a golden light in her eyes that could not be concealed.
In the Buddha's light in the sky reflected by the standing figures of the two, it was billions of times brighter than the sun and the moon, and the eyes of the two were completely filled with this light, and they entered the realm of mystery and mystery beyond form.Immediately after that, King Moyanshouluo showed his vajra appearance again bravely and diligently, and fought with the god of Lingtai in Luo Shuang'er's eyes.
Luo Shuang'er's figure showed the color of platinum in the Buddha's light, and as she danced slowly, she transformed into a giant spirit god with palms covered in bearskin and golden four eyes. The bronze dagger was raised high, intending to hit the king of Moyanshouluo with a thunderous force-this is the god of Fangxiang who kept the room away from the epidemic in ancient times!
"What a powerful visualization."
King Moyanshouluo praised slowly, but against the backdrop of his weird accent, such praise seemed meaningful. He seemed to be acknowledging Luo Shuanger's uniqueness, but he couldn't help feeling that it was nothing more than that.
"Black-robed King Kong, get up!"
With a low growl, the king of Moyanshouluo, the black treasure crown turned into a black robe around him without any wind, and fluttered in the air. Only then did the terrifying and angry appearance that made people feel dreadful just now appeared again, and he faced the golden four without any fear. The purpose is to drive away the epidemic and the fierce god roars.
"Bai Shui Li Ghost Gate, open!"
With the chanting of the King Moshouluo again, there was a gloomy wind on Huashou Rock. It seemed that countless suppressed ghosts and demons emerged from him. The wisps of black that were so thick that they couldn't be melted resisted the copper spear that was about to fall.
"Hundred civil and military statues in the bardo, successful!"
With the angry black-robed King Kong as the center, and the white water used to drive away the nine demons and suppress the ten fierce ghosts as the base of the altar, all kinds of loud noises suddenly appeared in the Buddha's light, and a strong light bloomed. Awareness, there is in the emergence", Buddha shadows appeared one by one in the mandala built with their own self-nature, occupying all the Buddha's light in the sky, overlooking the god of Fangxiang from a height!
In such a strange situation, Luo Shuang'er is still fighting to the death with King Moyanshouluo in the Buddha's light, and every second will be a matter of life and death!
The golden light of the copper spear did not diminish at all, and the sharpness continued to strike at the black-robed Vajra transformed by King Moyanshouluo. Luo Shuang'er knew that everything was an illusion. King Kong, can crack the mandala laid down by King Mashouluo.
With a bang, the black-robed Vajra held his brain in the left, full of blood, and raised the three-pronged halberd in the right, trying to block the attack. With his arm, he hit the black crown on the head of the black-robed King Kong hard!
The Buddha's light flashed wildly, but it was too late. Jiang Wen guessed that the reason why King Moyanshouluo dared to give up the first move and meet the enemy was because Luo Shuang'er had enough time for him to make three moves— —In the face of such a gap, the so-called first-mover advantage is nothing more than a dying baleq.
During the death fight of the Buddha's light, Jin Ge suddenly cut through the coat of the black-robed King Kong and cut off the arms of the black-robed King Kong, but it was only at this time that Luo Shuang'er discovered that the opponent still had a pair of arms besides the severed arms. In the deep hidden robe, only these palms are silently and compassionately clasped together in the shape of a Buddha. At this moment, because the robe was broken and born, it turned from a four-armed vajra to a two-armed vajra.
The moment the black crown was hit by a spear, it instantly radiated the infinite Buddha light representing the perfect and immeasurable wisdom. It was only at this time that the ultimate pure appearance of the deity appeared from the skin full of killing and anger. At one moment, he showed the true form of Samantabhadra King Tathagata. After giving up the divine power to destroy the heavens, he possessed the meaning of capturing all the Buddhas, and finally achieved consummation!
"Puxian King Tathagata was born, this is the fundamental destruction of Vajra Hell, you lost."
At this time, the hundreds of civil and military statues in the bardo chanted the name of Samantabhadra King Tathagata in unison, and the three realms of Buddha's light shook and shattered at the same time. The Sanskrit singing destroyed all heretics in an instant, shaking the body of the god of Fang Xiang again and again.
As the black-robed King Kong transformed into the main Buddha of this mandala, the four seas and four continents in the city were as stable as Mount Sumeru and the Vajra World, and the golden arm of the god of Fang Xiang was broken on the spot!
The sky was covered by dark clouds, and the Buddha's light on the peak suddenly dimmed. The consciousness in Luo Shuang'er's eyes was intermittent, and the platinum figure in the Buddha's light also tended to scatter. Luo Shuang'er's body also fell backwards. on the ground.
"Your Excellency has been on the sidelines for a long time, but you just want to test my details. Now that you have exhausted all means, it is time for you to make a move."
King Moshouluo explained Jiang Wen's intention of watching with cold eyes. He stood there and stared at the surrounding fields, as if he was determined to remove all obstacles with his strength, and he didn't pay attention to anything at this time.
But Jiang Wen didn't intend to do anything at all. Seeing the other party speak, Jiang Wen's first choice was not to draw his sword to face each other, but to sit down cross-legged very well, and chatted with the other party ten steps away. His demeanor is so friendly, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you are greeting a friend who came from afar.
"I have won the love of my comrades in the Jianghu, and I got the name "Gentleman's Sword", because I am a gentleman, and I always talk but not move-I haven't asked for advice yet, so I don't know why this behavior comes from?"
King Moshouluo also sat down cross-legged, and spoke with Miaobao Dharma King's usually humble and polite face, but his whole body showed a diamond-like sharpness and bravery, and he didn't even do anything anymore, as if he had absolute confidence in the confrontation of words. confidence.
"I came here today simply to knock on the door of Huashou and pay homage to Venerable Kasyapa. At the beginning, the World Honored One held up flowers, and Kassapa smiled. My Buddha disciple wanted to see something wonderful. I don't know what is wrong with this move. Why do you stop it? "
Jiang Wen looked back at Huashou Shimen in surprise, and then at Moyanshouluo Tianwang, and said with a very puzzled look.
"Nianhua smile? Is there such a thing in the world?"
King Moshouluo smiled slightly and said.
"This is an official case of my Buddhist school. At the time, the World Honored One presented flowers to the public at the Lingshan Meeting. At that time, everyone was silent, but Venerable Kasyapa broke his face and smiled. The World Honored One said: 'I have the Eye of Zhengfa and the wonderful mind of Nirvana. There is no form, subtle method, no written words, non-teaching non-teaching, entrusted to Maha Kassapa'."
But Jiang Wen said with even more regret: "How can these nonsense be taken seriously?"
King Moshouluo frowned, as if he didn't intend to talk to this ignorant person, but he didn't expect Jiang Wen to continue talking like a cannonball.
"As far as I know, in the "Jingde Chuan Deng Lu" and "Zu Tang Ji" written in the Northern Song Dynasty, there is no such saying of holding flowers and smiling, but it is mentioned that the Buddha's saying lived in the world for 49 years, and later told his disciple Maha Kasyapa: I use the pure Dharma eye and the wonderful mind of Nirvana. Reality has no form, and the subtle and correct Dharma will be given to you. You should protect and uphold the words of'."
"I used to live in Xitan Temple and searched through the Buddhist scriptures. I also found that the story of "Nianhua Smile" has never been seen in Buddhist scriptures outside the Zen Denglu. It was clearly compiled and gradually processed by later generations until the Southern Song Dynasty. Chunxi's ten-year "Lian Lantern Festival" has the version you just talked about."
"There are so many evidences here, and the second is from its construction. Nianhua Smile is obviously a profound allusion deliberately fabricated by the Song people by borrowing the Taoist meaning of "big sound and low sound". Why do you waste your time?"
The expression of King Moshouluo gradually changed from anger to deep thought, and finally fell into a frowning look, and he retorted.
"Unexpectedly, your Excellency has a deep understanding of Buddhist scriptures. You must also know that Chunxi's 15-year-old "Eye of Humanity" quoted "Zongmen Miscellaneous Records" and mentioned that Wang Anshi once saw a "smiling smile"..."
Jiang Wen laughed, and immediately picked up the topic.
"What you're talking about is Wang Jinggong's bragging. I once saw three volumes of the "Brahma King Asking the Buddha's Doubt Sutra" in the Hanyuan of the Inner Palace. Not only did he read the record of the World Honored One ascending the throne and holding flowers to show the public, but he also said that this sutra talks more about the emperor. May I ask the Buddha, why are you hiding those who are unknown in the world?"
"Let's not talk about how much moisture there is in such devious citation records, but just say that Wang Jinggong deliberately said that when this scripture was hidden, his tone was like that of a countryman gossiping. 'My friend saw it with his own eyes', but he never mentioned who this friend is—the more logic is patched like this, the more guilty the writer will appear."
Jiang Wen seemed to be still unsatisfied, and continued, "Let's talk about this "The Great Brahma King Asking the Buddha's Doubt Sutra". The meaning is shallow, and it is also mixed with the interpretation of the five seasons and eight religions, the division of phases, and the division of self-nature, which are only found in the Central Plains. Knowing all kinds of things but failing to concentrate, it is only natural to be deceived occasionally."
King Moshouluo was stunned for a long time, he didn't expect that he would be caught off guard here, but suddenly his demeanor changed suddenly, and he burst out laughing.
"Your Excellency is really well-educated and eloquent. I was almost seduced by you too. The purpose of my coming here today is not to test the authenticity of the naughty smile!"
"As you said, before the Buddha passed away, he handed over his mantle and bowl to Maha Kasyapa, and Kassapa presided over the collection of the Tripitaka. What's wrong with me coming to pay homage? Why do you have to argue that a white horse is not a horse? "
After all, King Moshouluo was not confused by Jiang Wen, and soon realized that the loophole in Jiang Wen's debate was "a white horse is not a horse", and wanted to rely on "smiling with flowers" to make the other party think that worshiping Kasyapa was useless. And leave.
Once he fails in citing scriptures, the best way at this time is to retreat and advance. When King Moshouluo jumped out of this debate and no longer obsessed with details, Jiang Wen's purpose was undefeated and defeated.
"Haha, you are really very discerning, but there is one more thing, do you understand?"
Jiang Wen continued without arrogance or impetuosity, "Master Sanzang recorded in "Da Tang Western Regions": "Kasyapa presided over the Dharma, and the gathering has been completed. By the 20th year, he will be weary of the impermanence of the world, and will go into extinction. Jizu Mountain.' It is said that after the Buddha passed away, Venerable Kassapa did not have Nirvana, but chose to enter Jizu Mountain to enter meditation, and the mountain was hidden behind the cave."
"But the Jizu mountain mentioned by Master Sanzang is Qijabori Mountain in Western Tianzhu. Jiushan, transliterated as Qijabori! What is the benefit of you coming to this Binchuan wilderness?!"
Although this matter is a little difficult to accept, the situation is very obvious. How could Kassapa, a disciple of Sakyamuni 2000 years ago, come to Yunnan, where there was still no shit at that time, and choose to wait for the new Buddha to be born?Isn't this the opposite?
Jiang Wen, who came from later generations, is very aware of this matter, and at the same time, he is able to jump out of the immediate limitations and look at the accumulated problems objectively.
The Jizu Mountain in Yunnan at the foot was originally named Jiuqu Mountain, and it was called Jiuqu Mountain or Jiuchongyan Mountain before the Ming Dynasty.It was not until the Yuan and Ming Dynasties Dali's "Baigu Tongji" that Jiuqu Mountain was first renamed Jizu Mountain. Buddhist historical materials clearly record that Jizu Mountain is in India. It is self-evident whether it is true or not.
This is why the temples on Jizu Mountain, although they all claim to have a long history, are actually respected by newly built temples like Xitan Temple——
Some of the Buddhist buildings on Jizu Mountain were built in the Tang Dynasty. However, due to the small number of people in the temple and the lack of fame, there was still "no Buddhist scriptures" in the Jingtai period of the Ming Dynasty.Thanks to the completion and spread of "Bai Gu Tong Ji", Dali was said to be the kingdom of Miaoxiang Buddha, and Jizu Mountain was the Taoist place of Venerable Kasyapa. The situation has undergone fundamental changes, and countless monks and laymen have come here.Looking at the source and flow in this way, what is so proud of everyone's fifty-step laugh at a hundred steps?
Jiang Wen smiled and looked at the King of Mahasura. His logical chain is very complete. The Jizu Mountain under his feet is a fake. Naturally, it is also a fake for Venerable Kasyapa to hide in Huashou Rock. So today King of Mahasura Coming to the mountain with a killing spree is the most ridiculous thing in the world!
King Moshouluo took a deep breath and pressed his lips tightly. He seemed to have been refuted by Jiang Wen's remarks, but he had a faint smile on his face, and his expression seemed to have seen through the other party's disguise A wise man doesn't even bother to criticize the other party's mistakes and omissions.
"It turned out that I misunderstood your Excellency. I learned Buddhism step by step from the "Bai Gu Tong Ji". This is just a rotten seed, and I can't realize Bodhi..."
King Moshouluo continued to speak, the firm determination in his eyes did not change at all.
The short-lived peace was shattered in an instant, and the two stood up at the same time, waved their palms at the same time, and collided with each other with overwhelming palm force, making a deafening sound, and an astonishing deep pit appeared under their feet , It seems that even the tough earth can't bear such a force, and the collapse is even a piece of dust falling into the abyss.
After changing his palms, Jiang Wen took advantage of his strength to pass over the head of King Moshouluo, and then came to the position of Huashou Chongyan where Master Anren was. The deadly boiling inner breath was relieved.
"The man in black who broke into Fayun Pavilion that day was indeed you!"
Jiang Wen said in a deep voice, "It's a pity that I didn't expect your method to be so miraculous, that even the number of body and energy channels can be completely different!"
The man in black in the Fayun Pavilion that day, although his moves were stable against Master An Ren, his skills were not as good as Jiang Wen's. If it was a duel on the ground, he was [-]% sure that he would be able to capture the opponent.
But when they fought again today, Jiang Wen only felt that the opponent's skill was already extraordinary. How to withdraw the palm after the shot, such details are unclear.
What's even more amazing is that Jiang Wen can be sure that there is no trace of internal force in the body of King Moyanshouluo, because at the moment of the fight just now, Beiming's true energy has flowed through the opponent's meridians and acupoints like wind and clouds, but failed to bring back a little bit. The harvest, draws the opponent's aura.
All kinds of unique and bizarre signs can only explain one thing. In order to cultivate internal strength, King Moshouluo may even have never practiced martial arts. The unique method of casting furnace, muscles, bones and blood vessels into fine steel is as natural as Sakyamuni's elephant throwing skill!
What's more unfortunate is that this kind of cross-training opponent is what Jiang Wen is most afraid of at present. Even if he wants to take advantage of his peak success power, he can't match the opponent's steady and steady fight. Number of five.
Jiang Wen used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms again, and the fierce palm force emerged in the palm along Ren and Du's two veins, turning into a shocking roar of wind and thunder and hitting the arm of Moyanshouluo Tianwang. It is impossible for the rocks to remain intact.
However, the expression of King Moyanshouluo remained unchanged, his arms were turned back to accept the impact, and then he used his elbow as a fist to withstand Jiang Wen's palm. Despite the wave after wave of Han Shan's internal force, it seemed to dissolve in him almost perfectly. body.The two maintained the handover posture and competed in strength. It was the first time that Jianglong's eighteen palms met an opponent. After seeing the moves, the two confronted each other faster and faster. The speed was even faster than Jiang Wen's hand. Returning in vain again!
"What a perfect one! Jiang admires it!"
If Jiang Wen is able to hide and defend, the King of Moyanshouluo will naturally know how to hide his strength. After two simple moves, Jiang Wen will understand that King Moyanshouluo's attainments in martial arts are not weaker than himself, even his own. To the extent that he has reached the level of perfection and is at his fingertips, no matter the means or the mind of such an opponent, it can be called an unprecedented existence.
"Why is it like his mother's Baimen Tower now, everyone is as brave as Lu Bu?!"
Jiang Wen withdrew and returned angrily, and then Moyanshouluo Tianwang unnaturally lowered his arms and shook his body gently, as if what really troubled him was not Jiang Wen's various methods, but the way he moved toward Hua in order to deal with Jiang Wen. Shouyan raised his arm, aggravating the pressure he would have to bear even if he was standing upright.
"Your Excellency claims to use your mouth but not your hands, but in my opinion, this hand skill is not weak at all."
King Moshouluo smiled slightly, his face was full of arrogance, as if it was a rare honor for someone in the whole world to be praised by him.
"Three times in a moment, the past and the future, the past and the present in the tenth life, you should never leave it. How can you understand? I can clearly recall the situation when the Buddha was on the golden summit of Jizu Mountain, Huashouyan prequel to the "Great Illusion Net Tantra", At that time, I, as one of the Buddha's disciples, also participated in it, is there any truth to Anneng?"
If there were no such peculiarities, Jiang Wen would only think that Dharma King Miaobao was born with a schizophrenic personality. He did not know when he split into an arrogant and conceited personality named Moyanshouluo Tianwang, but everything he saw now forced him to He accepts the fact that King Mashouluo is a real and real master, and even he cannot be underestimated.
Jiang Wen stood on the spot with cold eyes, and kicked Master Anren, who looked horrible, with his toe.
"Master, do you still want to pretend to be dead? You have already tested to this point, you should know something, right?"
The old monk whose life and death were unknown in front of Huashouyan slowly supported his body at this time, and said weakly, "Benefactor Jiang thinks too much of the old monk. I really almost passed away just now."
Master Anren sat cross-legged on the ground with difficulty, the broken bones on his body were still deformed, and he was hanging with only a mouthful of zhenqi protecting his heart veins, and said with difficulty.
"This demon is familiar with the scriptures of "Nianhua Smile" in the Chunxi period, and because "Bai Gu Tong Ji" identified Jizu Mountain as the Kasyapa Dojo, he was obviously born after the Southern Song Dynasty, and his accent is specious, neither south nor north, but also He should have been born before the Ming Dynasty, so he should be born in the Yuan Dynasty."
Jiang Wen turned to look at Master Anren.
"Master, I asked you to analyze it, not to ask you to blame the gods. Do you really think that the other party is an ancient man who resurrected from a dead body? Or is it really the King of Moshouluo?"
Master Anren looked at Jiang Wen angrily.
"Benefactor Jiang, since you deliberately used allusions just now and wanted to find out the identity of this demon, you must have the same doubts as I do in your heart, why bother to make fun of it?"
Jiang Wen laughed helplessly, and could only temporarily accept these things that subverted cognition.
Although the Moyanshouluo Heavenly King in front of him is extremely wise and persevering, he still exposed some information under Jiang Wen's series of tricks. Just as Master Anren said, Jiang Wen actually used some inconspicuous allusions on purpose Provoking and testing the other party, the ultimate goal is to confirm the other party's identity.
Some things are like counterfeiting. People can forge antiques into past things, but it is impossible to forge an Apple mobile phone at the end of the nineteenth century. This is a gap that cannot be crossed, let alone cognition and practice.In this way, no matter how much King Mashouluo hides, his words and deeds cannot escape the influence of the era in which he lived.
But here comes a new question, how can Jiang Wen admit that this is a person who originally existed in the Yuan Dynasty, and now he is standing in front of him resurrected from the dead?
For a long time, Jiang Wen has never admitted that there are ghosts in the world, and there is reincarnation after death, and he does not want to pursue immortality, longevity and heaven, because being able to die is a kindness of creatures for any race And positive ability.
Let’s not talk hypocritically about the loneliness and sorrow of the immortals. The genetic mutation of creatures on this planet is essentially a genetic error. Relying on trial and error and natural elimination, the biological populations that adapt to the environment are preserved. This becomes evolution, to be precise, evolution.
At this time, death is a necessity for races, because evolution cannot be achieved for single-generation organisms, so organisms use the method of reproduction to make new genes more adaptable to new environmental changes.
If the DNA telomeres of organisms can perfectly replicate themselves, they can indeed live forever, but the price is that they cannot evolve and become the bottom of the biological chain.
For example, like the lighthouse jellyfish.In the era when the lighthouse jellyfish just appeared and achieved immortality in disguise, there was no such a diverse biosphere. At that time, it was the period when the Precambrian and the Sinian overlapped, which belonged to the period of bacteria and algae, and plankton and small fish Shellfish-eating lighthouse jellyfish were, at the time, predators.But the price of immortality is that the evolution has stopped, and the lighthouse jellyfish has been completely reduced to the bottom of the biological chain.
Based on this theory, the so-called immortal soul is logically invalid and meaningless.Because the soul is a product of old-fashionedness, when the body has become useless, the old ones will be eliminated. As long as there is no perfect gene in the world, then eternal life is equal to being imperfect forever.
Thanks to solid logical thinking, Jiang Wen was vaguely aware of all problems when there was a conflict between cognition and what he saw.
Everything seems to have happened at the moment Miaobao Dharma King came into contact with the "Huayan Great Repentance Sutra", that is, the moment he opened the "terma" in his mouth—or it should be said, the character of "Miaobao Dharma King" Birth is inextricably and inextricably related to the "terma", and it is this "terma" that guides him and drives him to do everything?
From another perspective, can this "terma" be regarded as a "personality copy" that is separated from the outside world?For example, can some eminent monks and lamas in some Tibetan areas use some kind of ritual to peel off and create such a copy of personality?
Or, is it to give the personality copy to the descendants whose brain wave band is compatible with it, and the latter will slowly copy itself until it completely occupies this body? !
In this case, it is not a soul invasion.
Because after the spirit and self-will are tortured to the point of madness, the human body is just a container, and the outside world can use continuous brainwashing methods to infuse complex and complicated knowledge, and finally input perfect and rigorous memes for self-replication evolution. Create a person with "exactly the same" memory, habits, and way of thinking from the level of will.
Such speculation seems to be more convincing than soul reincarnation.
The many clues that emerged in Jiang Wen's mind seemed to point to this guess at the same time, such as why the rumored terma would occur after a high fever or severe mental stimulation, and why the probability of occurrence in children was much greater than that in adults.
Perhaps a long, long time ago, a mysterious sect older than Tibetan secrets might be the Brahmanism or Buddhism that was secretly spread in Nepal, or it might be the Bon religion that was born on the snow-covered plateau like a shadow. In the face of shock, I chose to use the inheritance of various empowerments, practices, and rituals to be engraved and passed on to the "tertön". Using this kind of tricks to complete the career that cannot be completed in a single generation of life, it also makes certain knowledge fundamentally impossible. May be destroyed by disappearance!
And the "personality copy" received by the Miaobao Dharma King, the instruction left is to open the hidden knowledge in the "Huayan Great Repentance Sutra", and then completely activate the will of the "Moyanshouluo Heavenly King", and come Go to the Huashou Chongyan of Jizu Mountain and worship the legendary Venerable Kasyapa!
"After the Dharma King Miaobao enlightened the terma, he would actually attract such a great enemy of the Buddha. Even if the old monk was smashed to pieces, he would not be able to escape the blame..."
Venerable An Ren is obviously using a different method, but he also restores the story of the incident just like Jiang Wen, but he is more focused on what he saw and heard when the sky was full of yellow sand.
"It is rumored that when the "Naropa Six Accomplishments" was created by Venerable Tilopa, in addition to the three methods of the kundalini, phantom body, and light of the convenient way, the three methods of the dream, the bardo, and the transfer of consciousness of the way of liberation. According to legend, there are also two major methods of double luck and seizing homes, but in fact it should be "Naropa's Eight Accomplishments"!"
"It's just that the old monk didn't expect that the real cultivation method of the achievement method is to create the body of seizing the house and dual luck, and the upper and lower three methods are cultivated together! It is no wonder that the king of Miaobao can transform the treasures that have never been practiced once he enlightens the treasure. Get rid of the three dharmas, and use them like arms and fingers!"
The word "Duoshe" does not need to be explained. This translation has already explained everything in a simple and easy-to-understand manner, and "Shuangyun" originally means "two methods of cultivation together". This term is not an invention of Esoteric Buddhism. It is also widely used, such as the dual movement of compassion and wisdom, the dual movement of physical body and dharmakaya, the dual movement of tranquility and insight, the dual movement of wisdom and convenience, the double movement of seeing and doing, and so on.
Jiang Wen immediately translated and understood Master Anren's words in his own way, that is, the real path of the six methods of Naruo lies in how to correctly use the two lost methods.
For example, first use the "double luck" method to create schizophrenia, steal the management authority of the body, let the left and right brain practice the three methods of upper and lower at the same time, but the main body does not know it, and then completely seize the original consciousness and expel the bardo body of the original owner. , I will become a Buddha in the Consummation Stage!
"Master Anren, so the Miaobao Dharma King no longer exists in the world, so what is the origin of this person in front of him? Why does he rely on 'terma' and make such a strange move?"
Master An Ren sighed deeply, looking at Jiang Wen with despair.
"Blesser Jiang, you must have seen it before. This natural demon country with chicken feet and mountains is all formed by the three poisons of greed, hatred and ignorance in the world. Unless the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and sages and arhats come personally, it cannot be easily resolved. Among them, the deeper the obsession, the boundless the magic power. Now this demon has come across hundreds of years, naturally no one can match its deep obsession, and today's matter may be in danger!"
Not far away, Moyanshouluo Tianwang narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to enjoy the atmosphere of being feared and feared by others. After listening to Master Anren's words, he was only a little bit concerned about the word "this demon" that he kept saying. dissatisfied.
"Hundreds of years have passed in the world, and the vicissitudes of life are really like this..."
King Moshouluo stood with his hands behind his back and looked into the distance, with a trace of desolation coming from the world. The back view at that moment was imprinted on the retina. Jiang Wen instantly changed from unbelievable to believing that the person in front of him was a A great enemy of Buddhism who has come across hundreds of years.
"The two inferences are not bad at all, there is only one deviation. I have indeed read "Bai Gu Tong Ji" thoroughly, but I was the first to notice the clues from the book, and then spread it all over the world. , the matter of Kasyapa Dojo..."
The sighing and emotional tone could not conceal the intention of looking at everything. The words spoken by the King of Moshouluo had already set off waves of turmoil in Master Anren's mind. At this moment, he wanted to piece together countless clues. , but instead he began to doubt and believe his own judgment.
Venerable Anren's master, Zen master Benwu, once showed him Fu Tianxi's ambiguous memorial. Every line in the memorial pointed to an obscure but doomed Buddhist apocalypse.
Emperor Hongwu used to become a monk in his early years, and kept secret about all possible allusions to this period of history. He only hid Fu Tianxi's playbook in the palace, and did not shy away from the countless words "Buddha" and "Monk" in it. The palace people also witnessed several times that Emperor Hongwu secretly read the playbook in the middle of the night and wrote countless annotations, but in the early morning, all of them were smeared beyond recognition.
Master Anren knew very well at this time that the person who deliberately spread the name of Jizu Mountain Buddha in the world was indeed a person from the Yuan Dynasty, and he was also from the Buddhist sect. The possibility of being impersonated.
"Could it be... Could it be that you are..."
He desperately wanted to deny this conjecture, but now the premise of the conjecture, plus the fact that the other party buried the "terma" deeply in the "Huayan Great Repentance Sutra", gradually narrowed the scope to the conjecture related to the record. The scriptures—that is, at the turn of the Xixia and Yuan dynasties, at the Yunyan Ci'en Temple in Helan Mountain, the Dharma protector and his disciples, the recluse Master Huijue, and his disciples!
"Could it be that you are the former Yuan Guoshi who drove Monk Song into the mountains to seek death..."
Venerable Anren pointed at the King of Moyanshouluo in horror, his hands trembled beyond restraint, and he ignored the severe pain caused by the wound, and his voice changed so much that Jiang Wen couldn't stop staring.
"...King Shura?!"
Jiang Wen was confused by this shocking statement.It was said earlier that King Moshouluo drove Song monks to seek death, no doubt referring to the originator of the curse of "If you don't see the true Buddha, you can't get rid of it", and caused countless monks to die of despair and madness, but the latter supplement made Jiang Wen Some were puzzled, and then squinted at King Mashouluo, and asked questions without knowing why.
"Oh? Is King Shura famous?"
Jiang Wen only felt that the name was familiar, but he still didn't notice anything strange in his heart. He wanted to say some cruel words such as if the total winning rate is [-]%, he has [-]% and the legend is about to end. The name was quite familiar, so he whispered.
"Master, the name Shura King, I seem to have heard an old Taoist priest in Wuyi Mountain once said... Is he very good at kung fu?"
Master An Ren grabbed Jiang Wen's trouser leg with one hand, and said nervously.
"It's more than powerful! King Shuluo was born in the Xixia Party's survivors, and he studied under Xixia Master Huijue. He was the number one master in the Yuan Dynasty. He once bloodbathed the martial arts in the Central Plains by himself, causing the vitality of the Jianghu to be severely injured. He failed to recover for a hundred years. His disciples It is Yang Lian Zhenjia of the Buddhist capital of the south of the Yangtze River, and he is also a crazy person. He used to..."
Jiang Wen raised his hand to stop Master Anren from continuing to describe, and said with a gloomy expression.
"I don't need to talk about the latter. The thieves stole the emperor's mausoleum, stole the bones of Li Zong, made a human bone Gabala bowl, and made the righteous people hate to end up in Fuzhou City. It is the so-called lazy teacher who is not strict in teaching. This master is not a big deal. Kindness!"
Jiang Wen vaguely remembered that Yuan Huazi once said that his ancestors who guarded Manting Peak after the death of Song Dynasty were killed by Luo Chunyi and King Shouluo jointly, causing the entire hermit sect to collapse from then on. After hundreds of years, it will appear in front of me by chance.
"Master, King Shura is such a famous figure, why is there so little news about him in the world, but people in Buddhism like you know it well?"
Venerable Anren patiently explained: "This demon has a very high opinion of himself, and he calls himself the king of Moyishouluo. Moyi means greatness, and Shura means freedom. Therefore, when recording Buddhism, Taoism, and history books, he avoids calling it He is King Shura."
Jiang Wen nodded, and understood that it was because the other party's claim was too narcissistic, and he made it clear that he wanted to call himself a free man. Even the Yuan Dynasty, which appointed him as the national teacher, was embarrassed to use such an abusive title of God and Buddha. Come up with an abbreviation.
Venerable Anren continued: "However, the Sanskrit pronunciation is too obscure, and people in the world don't understand the word Shouluo, so they took its meaning of freedom and freedom, and gave him a name that is more popular and understandable... ..."
Jiang Wen rubbed his chin and hesitated for a moment, spit out the name that he had considered in his mind, and inadvertently thought of the opponent's martial arts, and his mind immediately fell into a state of more chaos and consternation than Master An Ren...
"Could it be... Xiaoyao Wang?" (End of this chapter)
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