Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 600: Passing Away (Part )

The words spoken by a "ligui" who looked like a human were naturally "nonsense". Of all his words, only the one about "starting a new business" was credible.

Lu Feng didn't keep this matter in mind.

The situation in the "Yinshan Mountains" is complicated. There are dark clouds in the sky, blocking people from seeing the celestial phenomena.

As for the depths of the Yin Mountains.

There are densely packed temples for worshipping gods and shrines in the countryside.

Deep in the clouds and mist, there is a banquet in Gaozhuang.

At the bottom of the abyss, there lives the Dragon King of the Sea.

Even if Lu Feng walked here, no one came to provoke Lu Feng, but Lu Feng also had the idea of ​​conquering the "evil karma" here.

He just had one thought in his mind, which was to walk out of this place.

It’s not that many people wanted to invite Lu Feng to a banquet at the manor, but Lu Feng declined them all.

No, no.

It’s easy to visit the various buildings in the “depths of Yinshan Mountain”, but it’s hard to come back.

……

Zhaju this temple.

As the sun sets, the glazed tiles on the roof are red, and the walls are also blood-red.

Even the sunset is red.

Therefore, the entire Zhaju Temple was covered in blood red, and there were black clouds above the sky.

If the monks saw such a disastrous celestial phenomenon, they would stick out their tongues and say something evil, saying that someone was the real culprit. But now, they couldn't even utter the words "the real culprit". It would be best if they didn't even have the look of "talkativeness" in their eyes.

At this time, if you say something unlucky, your tongue will be cut off!

To be thrown into a dungeon.

There will be no rebirth forever!
At this moment, someone started to ring the bell, and the sound was extremely loud, among the bell sounds.

The “Presiding Dharma King” sat in the Tsokchen Hall.

Sat on his own throne.

Behind him is the "Mahavairocana Tathagata Preaching the Sutras" picture. The Dharma platform is in the sun wheel of Vairocana Tathagata. He sits on the Dharma platform. Looking from a distance, one would think that the "Presiding Dharma King" is the "Vairocana Tathagata"!
There are countless gold, silver, jewelry, gold paint and silver powder on the entire mural!
On both sides of the "Presiding Dharma King" stood six "Dharma Protectors"! These six "Dharma Protectors" were taller than the other, like pillars of heaven. They stood facing each other in pairs. The two at the back held ox-horn trumpets, the two in the middle held gongs, and the two in the front protected the "Presiding Dharma King".

Going down layer by layer.

In these two moments, the eight Hutuktus appeared! All eight Hutuktus appeared, even the little Garima sat obediently on his throne. Behind him, his teacher stared at Garima intently, fearing that this little Buddhist would suddenly do something he shouldn't do at this moment!
That would be a big deal!
At that time, "Garima" should be a disciple of "Great Lotus Seat Hutuktu", so nothing serious should happen to him. However, he himself could not save himself!

Fortunately, "Gajima" is honest and he doesn't need to worry anymore.

Further down is the master of the temple, a well-known monk.

Among these monks, the "Abbot" turned his "Kabala Rosary" with his eyes half closed.

The man seemed to be half awake, but at that moment, even the oldest monks and masters were sitting in the "Cochin Hall".

It seems like there is a piece of iron pressing on everyone's heart.

It was also at that time that everyone saw that the "Presiding Dalai Lama" was no longer his usual self.

He was sitting on his own "altar" at this time, with "silk" hanging around his neck.

Layer by layer.

It covered his neck.

He was wearing a cassock and a large hat that only a French king could wear.

There are so many Buddhist treasures on his body that they can completely overwhelm a person.

However, when these Buddhist treasures were hung on the body of the "Presiding Dharma King", it was like placing some small beads on a golden Buddha.

To outsiders, the first thing they see is the golden Buddha.

Who would care about these little beads?

As the eyes of the "Presiding Dharma King" opened and closed slightly, a "divine light" actually appeared.

at his feet.

The "fragrant oil jars" are all very "full".

The monks sitting below him were all chanting sutras.

These scriptures gathered into a "flavor", which tied up the "great cloud of Buddhist principles and Buddhist rhymes" in the sky and connected them to this place, flowing continuously. The "Dharma King" knew all this a long time ago. In the "buzz buzz buzz" sound of chanting scriptures, he said to the "Dharma Protector Vajra" beside him: "Call them in one by one."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Beside him, the two fat “Dharma Guardian Vajras” in the front walked out.

The height and weight of these two "Dharma Guardian Vajras" are even more terrifying than a standing "bear".

When they walked out with dark faces, everyone's heart was trembling. Even the first one was the one who walked in, or rather was "picked up" and thrown in. They threw him in the aisle and stood beside him like two walls!

The "Presiding Dharma King" looked at him and said, "You are the messenger of the Ankodag family."

"Yes, yes, I am the messenger from the Ankodag family."

This messenger was also a man who grew up eating beef and mutton, and was a man who could ride a horse, pull a bow, and kill people on foot. But after seeing the two "Dharma Guardians", he felt that his courage had been terrified.

It can't even hold back the shit.

These two black-faced “Dharma Guardian Vajra” have a kind of terrifying “wrathful Dharma Guardian God”.

He did not dare to look up at the "Dharma King". Then the "Dharma Protector Vajra" beside him grabbed his hair and told him to look at the "Presiding Dharma King".

This time, he trembled even more.

These days all he heard was that the "Dalai Lama" had become so thin that he no longer looked like a human being.

He could pass away at any time.

But now looking at the appearance of the "officiating Dharma King"——

It's all bullshit, fart, fart!

How could anyone look like this when they are about to pass away?
In his eyes, the "Presiding Dharma King" sitting above had a ruddy complexion and a peaceful look.

He just sat there, and the messenger couldn't tell what it was, but if Lu Feng was here, he would say it was "magnificent and majestic."

The "Mahavairocana Sun Wheel" behind it actually looks like a burning flame under the illumination of the setting sun - this is not the result of some great magical power, but the art of light by "skilled craftsmen".

Therefore, the current “Dalai Lama” looks like a “Bodhisattva”.

The “Presiding Dharma King” sat on it.

He looked at the man below and said slowly: "Has Ankudag mobilized his troops to kill me?

If not, why didn't he come in person? Of all the Khan's family, only your family came.

Did he ask you to come over and see how I was doing?"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Upon hearing this, the envoy of the Anquodag family opened his mouth wide and was "dumbfounded".

He was so horrified that he couldn't utter a single word, and could only make meaningless sounds from his throat.

The "Dharma King" did not move, but the "Dharma Protector Vajra" who dragged him in came over, took out a knife, stabbed his heart, roughly tore apart his ribs, and grabbed his heart. This time, the heart was fresh and was still beating after being dug out. The "Dharma Protector Vajra" looked at his heart. If the heart was red at this time, it meant that he was not lying.

But his heart is black, which means he is lying.

The "presiding Dharma King" was watching the action from above without any expression. Even when the smell of blood came out, the masters present did not say anything, and even their expressions did not change.

He didn't even feel any pain when he saw the messenger being dug out.

But the strange thing was that even after he dug out the heart, the patient did not die.

"Your heart is red, put it in.

He has no intention of harming me, so let him speak."

"The presiding Dharma King" said slowly.

After the "Dharma Guardian Vajra" put the heart inside, the messenger felt that he had finally breathed his last.

This time, there is no need for anyone above to ask.

He said what he meant.

He said everything, whether it was real or not.

When the monks heard that the Khan's family had risen up in rebellion, they all remained silent.

I don't care.

When the “Abbot’s Dharma King” heard this, he asked him to step aside.

"Go and call someone in.

It’s about to start.”

What he said was about to begin naturally meant that it would begin when he passed away, tonight. But at this moment, no one in the Cochin Hall dared to speak.

From this moment until the passing of the “Abbot Dharma King”.

There can be only one voice here.

The voice of the "Presiding Dalai Lama".

At this moment, two "Dharma Guardian Vajras" who were like "pillars" came out and brought people in.

But it is much more "elegant".

No one picked it up and threw it on the ground.

The ones coming this time are one of the few "witch cult" families from the "grassland".

After Lacan left, the remaining "witch cult" families here were just two or three big and small cats.

It’s like wanting to go to the valley again, only to find that the valley no longer needs them.

Lacan abandons them.

——Perhaps there is nothing, and it is still unknown.

The "Presiding Dharma King" looked at the people from the "Witch Cult Family". Lu Feng had also seen this person before. He was the Tiger King of the Jidel Family, Jido Jiabu Jinzhu Dorje from the Jido Jiabu Family.

He came here on his own.

Their family head, his father, should have come in person, but he had something to do, so he sent Jiduo Jiabu Jinzhu Dorje instead.

It's quite polite.

Compared to him.

Even the rest of the "Dalanghua Master" family did not call anyone over.

The same is true of the “Lacan Family”.

When Jiduojiabu Jinzhu Dorje came here and saw the blood on the ground, he was horrified.

He wanted to say something, but the "Dharma Guardian Vajra" beside him took him away and asked him to sit aside.

He looked with fear and trepidation at the man next to him who had his shirt front ripped open, revealing the bloody stitches inside.

Soon, more people were brought in.

In addition to the Khan's family, there was an envoy who came.

The rest of the families, the ones who were the "heads of the family", were all present.

It's quiet here.

Only the "buzz buzz buzz" sound of the masters chanting remained!
During the time of chanting, time passed quickly and it became a little dark here.

A monk came out and lit an oil lamp, making the place bright.

The presiding Dharma King showed no intention of speaking.

Everyone must bow their heads and pray for the "Presiding Dharma King" and must not look up directly at the "Presiding Dharma King".

You are not allowed to make any noise or move around.

If someone asks what to do with poop and pee, then of course you should hold it in. What if you can't hold it in?
It fell into my trouser pocket.

Anyway, you are not allowed to move.

Amidst the fragrance and the smell of chanting, Jiduo Jiabu Jinzhu Dorje was drowsy with his eyes half closed. Fortunately, there were no "discipline monks" holding whips here.

Just when he was half asleep and half awake, suddenly, he looked next to him - he was sitting next to the aisle, he saw a pair of white boots walking past him. After being shocked, Jiduo Jiabu Jinzhu Doji violated the "precepts" here, raised his head and looked back.

He glanced over stealthily and saw a horrifying scene!
He saw the "Dalai Lama presiding" above actually walked down from there, passed by him, and went outside!
but,

But if the person coming down from above is the "Presiding Dharma King", then who is sitting up there?

The rest of the people all lowered their heads and did not move.

Jiduojiabu Jinzhuduoji's actions were very obvious.

He raised his head.
The "Presiding Dharma King" who was sitting above noticed Jigme Gyalpo Jinzhu Dorje's gaze and looked at him.

The other presiding Dharma King didn't care at all and walked over without any worries.

Jiduojiabu Jinzhu Dorje was horrified, but he couldn't help but take another peek.

Then he saw a sharp knife suddenly arrive in front of his eyes.

Or rather, it's just a little bit short of that.

But the fishy smell and coldness of the knife had already penetrated deep into his soul, and frightened Jiduojiabu Jinzhu Doji so much that his testicles shrank!
"That's all, that's all. Just punish the animal with nineteen strokes and three lashes, that's all!"

Only Jiduojiabu Jinzhu Dorje and the "Dharma Protector Vajra" who drew his knife could hear the voice. Jiduojiabu Jinzhu Dorje managed to save his life and lowered his head obediently, but this time he did not lower his head for too long.

The “Presiding Dharma King” above then spoke.

——"Are they all here?"

There is no way to know who the host is asking.

Anyway, no one present dared to answer.

All the Hutuktus pursed their lips, as if they were asleep on their thrones.

As for the rest?
The Hutuktu above has said nothing, who dares to interrupt at this time?
Therefore, there is an indescribable and strange calmness here.

The Dharma King said again: "When the gong sounds twice more, I will pass away. Until then, you cannot stop me. At that time, even if you want to stop me halfway, you will not be able to stop me.

Aren't you coming out yet?"

Still no words were spoken, nothing happened, but the “Master Dharma King” laughed and said, “In that case, all of you go out.

The time is almost up, those who don't want to come in don't have to come in! "

(End of this chapter)